The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 12 Are You Scared?

Xian Yutong's expression changed.

One sword, one sword!
He is the majestic head of Huashan, but he can't match the sword of a third-generation disciple? !

silence!silence!
The entire Zhenwu Square was completely silent for a while!

Everyone was stunned, obviously unable to believe the scene in front of them!
This is the head of a big faction, a first-class master who has been famous for decades, but he is no match for a third-generation Wudang disciple? !

Even the members of the Wudang sect, except Zhang Sanfeng, even the Seven Heroes, seeing Mo Li's strong inner strength, are still a little surprised to see Mo Li's defeat by a single sword.

"This... Li'er's swordsmanship..."

Yin Liting's expression was complicated. Among the Seven Heroes, he had the best swordsmanship talent, but Mo Li's sword was even stronger than him by a point!
"Li'er..."

Song Yuanqiao caressed his long beard and glanced at Zhang Cuishan, but his eyes showed extremely complicated emotions, both satisfaction and worry.

Looking at the flying long hair, Xian Yutong immediately felt a great sense of shame in his heart. His face turned blue and red, and he wanted to explode, but when he thought about the beauty of that sword, he didn't have the courage to challenge again.

That sword was too stunning, if not for the mercy of the opponent, he would have lost his life now.

Ask yourself, even if he is prepared, he may not be able to take this sword!
This little Taoist leader is young, but he is a first-class master who is not inferior to him, and his swordsmanship is so superb, I am afraid that few people in the martial arts can match it!

Looking at the stern eyebrows of the young man in front of him, Xian Yutong suddenly lost the will to strike again!

But the old Jianghu is an old Jianghu after all, I just heard him laugh and said: "Wudang's unique skill is really amazing. I originally wanted to let you do three tricks, but I underestimated the little Taoist leader."

It turned out to be let!
Many of the tycoons present showed stunned looks on their faces, so it makes sense, after all, they are the masters of a faction, how could they be defeated by a young man like this.

However, those with slightly better martial arts showed disdain on their faces. They could all see clearly that Li Li's swordsmanship was too sharp and swift, and Xian Yutong had no power to resist!
But when faced with these gazes, Chen Yu turned a blind eye, laughed louder instead, and kept saying things like 'heroes have been born from youths since ancient times'. Anyway, as long as I am not embarrassed, the embarrassing ones are others. Zhang thick-skinned?

Li Li looked coldly at Xian Yutong, who was immersed in his acting skills, and said indifferently: "So, senior, don't give in, please!"

The heroes of the rivers and lakes present were immediately excited!

Still want to do it? !
Xian Yutong is stupid!

Does this stunned young man understand the rules of the world? !

I give myself steps, but you still don't let me go down? !
Xian Yutong cursed in his heart, but still smiled on his face, and said: "Xiao Daoist, today is the birthday of Daoist Zhang of your sect, so it's not easy to use swords and guns, let's discuss another day."

"You're afraid."

Mo Li said coldly.

You are afraid, your whole family is afraid!

Xian Yutong was a bit embarrassed to get off the stage, and he was really afraid if he didn't fight at this time, but he might not be able to beat him if he did, so it was very embarrassing.

But he still kept smiling, although he scolded Mo Li's eighteenth generation ancestors in his heart, he still praised Wudang's superb skills, saying that Zhang Sanfeng's birthday should not be used.

Li Li ignored him, turned around and went straight to the direction of the Kunlun faction.

Everyone's eyes followed him, not understanding what Li Li meant.

He Taichong, the head of the Kunlun School, wore a yellow shirt and a long beard. He had an elegant demeanor and a calm expression, just like an upright hero.

Seeing Mo Li approaching, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty, although when it comes to martial arts, he thought he was a little better than Xian Yutong, but seeing Mo Li's sword, he was not sure of winning.

Besides, he is a young boy, even if he wins, what face would he have?
"What is the meaning of the Taoist priest?" He Taichong frowned.

Mo Li still had a stern face, cupped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me, senior."

He Taichong's frown deepened, he said: "Today I'm waiting to go up the mountain to discuss business matters, not to compete with you, please step down from the path leader."

Mo Li said expressionlessly, "You're scared."

God TM is scared!You are afraid!

He Taichong was speechless for a while, and his face became very ugly. He looked at the crowd, and saw that the heroes in the rivers and lakes in the square looked like they were watching a good show, and he immediately understood Xian Yutong's feelings in his heart.

It's just that it is more difficult for him to step down than Xian Yutong. After all, Xian Yutong didn't consider the possibility of defeating Li Li at all, but he had to consider that if he lost, he would be the same as Xian Yutong, with the prestige of the head of the sect. The other party acts as a stepping stone to increase fame.

Xian Yutong could still brazenly say that he was making concessions to his juniors, but he could no longer use this excuse.

"What does the Wudang sect mean by this? Is it to let this little Taoist sword test the heroes of the world?!"

He Taichong feigned anger and said: "We came here today to celebrate the birthday of Daoist Zhang, and we came to inquire about the news of the golden-haired lion king. We didn't go up the mountain to compete in martial arts to give advice to the younger generation!"

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the head of the Kunlun faction was obviously a little intimidated and did not dare to fight him.

Song Yuanqiao was about to speak, but Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said, "Look first, Li'er has his own measure."

The Seven Heroes looked at each other silently, and they seemed to be picking two masters at once. !
Mo Li said coldly: "Senior, if you are afraid, please go down the mountain."

I'm scared again!

He Taichong is also the head of one side, and has dominated the Northwest for decades, and the Kunlun School is famous for its swords. Seeing that Wudang's high-ranking officials still didn't respond, he couldn't suppress his inner anger anymore, and said sharply: "Okay, I'm here today. I'll let you taste the power of Kunlun swordsmanship! But so what if I win?!"

"Win, tell you Xie Xun's whereabouts; lose, please go down the mountain."

Li Li caressed the scabbard gently, and said calmly.

Xie Xun's whereabouts? !

Everyone regained their spirits immediately, but Zhang Cuishan's expression changed drastically!

He would rather die than tell Xie Xun's whereabouts, and although Mo Li's martial arts are high, but in the face of the master of the Kunlun School, who is famous for his swordsmanship, can he really win? !
Song Yuanqiao obviously thought of this, looked at Zhang Cuishan, and said, "Master, do you want me to stop..."

"No need."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled, said: "Li'er's martial arts is the most clear, you can see it."

Seeing what Zhang Sanfeng said, Song Yuanqiao could only nod his head, but looked worriedly at the field.

He Taichong had already drawn out his long sword, and before Xie Xun and the dragon-slaying sword fell, he had already abandoned all worries.

"Please!"

He Taichong made a move, but before Li Li could make a move, the moment he spoke, he stabbed with his sword!
It is undoubtedly despicable to deal with a junior who makes the first move, or with a posture that is almost a sneak attack, but for He Taichong, as long as he can get the whereabouts of the dragon sword, all this is worth it!
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(End of this chapter)