I, the Wudang junior master, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 30: Yimu Divine Thunder
Wang Mu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran out of the Zhenwu Hall. His bloated body burst out with a speed he never had before.

Duan Tianya watched coldly, with no intention of stopping it.

Shangguan Haitang tugged at Duan Tianya's sleeve and whispered.

"Brother, this is Wudang's territory after all. Its founder, Zhang Zhenren, has also advanced to the realm of immortals on land, and can be called a legend in the martial arts world. Wouldn't it be a bad idea for you to attack Wudang disciples directly?"

Duan Tianya's expression was indifferent and his tone was full of contempt.

"When have we, the people of Hulong Villa, ever cared about other people's feelings?"

"So what if we are immortals on earth? This world belongs to the dynasty after all!"

Gui Hai Yidao stood nearby, his expression equally cold.

The purpose of the adoptive father asking them to come to Wudang was very clear, he wanted to establish his authority!

Is there a better way to establish your authority than by beating up your own people on your own turf?
Song Qingshu spat a mouthful of blood, slowly got up from the ground, wiped the blood foam from the corner of his mouth, his face full of the unyielding spirit unique to young people.

"Oh, the Ming Dynasty is indeed powerful, and the Hulong Villa is also famous."

"But you are only a Grandmaster. What qualifications do you have to disrespect my master?"

"If the old man were to take action, one finger would be enough to crush you to death!"

Seeing Song Qingshu's look, Shangguan Haitang held her forehead with her hand. Based on her understanding of Duan Tianya, she could already foresee that this kid was about to suffer.

really.

Duan Tianya looked at Song Qingshu with a dangerous look in his eyes, and then walked towards Song Qingshu.

His pace was slow, but with every step he took, his aura grew stronger.

Song Qingshu is only at the Postnatal Realm, how can he withstand the pressure from a Grandmaster-level expert?

At this moment, he felt as if there was a tremendous force pressing down on his shoulders, causing his body to arch involuntarily and his legs to tremble, as if he was about to be forced to crawl on the ground.

But he gritted his teeth, tried hard to straighten his back, his whole face turned red, and he held on to his breath.

When Duan Tianya saw Song Qingshu's look, a sneer appeared on his face.

"I want to see how tough the bones of you Wudang disciples are!"

His mind moved, the true energy in his dantian surged, and the pressure on his body became stronger again.

Song Qingshu's body suddenly became shorter, his bones made sounds as if they could not bear the weight, blood flowed out of his mouth, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

"I am a disciple of Wudang Sect. Even if I die, I cannot bring shame to Wudang Sect!"

"Ahem, this bastard is really strong. I must work hard to cultivate in the future and not fall into this situation again."

"Why hasn't Junior Master come yet? If he doesn't come soon, I really can't bear it anymore."

at the same time.

On the treetops on the back mountain of Tianzhu Peak.

Gu Changfeng sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. His black hair fluttered gently in the breeze behind him. He seemed to be one with nature, full of tranquility.

In the spiritual space, wisps of green Yimu spiritual energy were arranged and combined in a mysterious way, and countless balls of green light appeared in the blink of an eye.

next moment.

Some of the green lights disappeared directly, while others caused violent explosions.

finally.

The green light transformed and formed into a flash of lightning.

Then, a large dark cloud suddenly gathered in the spiritual space, with countless flashes of lightning in it, which was very similar to the appearance of a thunder tribulation.

But the difference is that the electric light in the dark clouds this time appears blue.

next moment.

Countless blue lightning flashes fell from the sky, forming a thunder purgatory filled with the aura of destruction.

outside world.

Gu Changfeng slowly opened his eyes, a hint of joy in his eyes.

"After such a long time, I finally understood part of the essence of the heavenly tribulation."

"Now I can use Yimu spiritual energy to simulate the process of the formation of the heavenly tribulation and stimulate lightning."

"Its power is directly proportional to the amount of spiritual energy I consume, and it has great growth potential."

He spread out his right hand, and as his mind moved, a green electric light flickered in the palm of his hand.

"Since the lightning is blue, let's call it Yimu Divine Thunder."

Just when Gu Changfeng was preparing to test the power of the Yi Mu Divine Thunder.

His expression changed and he tilted his head to look into the distance.

Soon, a slightly bloated figure appeared in sight, running quickly towards the tree house, shouting out of breath.

"Junior Master! Junior Master, help me!"

"Senior Brother Song is about to be beaten to death in the Zhenwu Hall!" Huh?
Gu Changfeng was a little confused and stood up. The thick branches slowly lowered his body to the ground, and then retracted obediently.

When Wang Mu saw this scene, he opened his mouth wide and stammered.

"Tree, tree. The tree is alive!"

Gu Changfeng waved his hand and asked.

"What happened to Qingshu?"

After a pause, he said again.

"Pick out the key points!"

Wang Mu said "oh" foolishly and spoke.

"Two men and one woman came to visit Hulong Villa, but when they saw Senior Brother Song, they beat him until he vomited blood, saying that he was not qualified to receive them, and clamored for Senior Uncle Song to come out."

"Senior Brother Song asked me to ask Junior Uncle to help."

"When I left, it seemed that man was about to attack Senior Brother Song again."

Gu Changfeng's face turned slightly cold after hearing this, and his mind was racing, so he knew what the other party meant.

This is to show my power to Wu Dang!

Master Zhang Sanfeng had just broken through to the immortal realm on earth when someone from the Huolong Villa representing the Ming Dynasty arrived.

Gu Changfeng didn't believe that the people of Huolong Villa, who were known for being well-informed, were unaware that Song Yuanqiao and others had already gone down the mountain to Shaolin.

And they must also know Song Qingshu's identity.

Even so, the other party still took action!

"I gonna go see!"

After saying this, Gu Changfeng leaped into the air and performed the sword-riding technique.

A huge green sword light condensed under his feet, and the whole person instantly turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared on the spot.

Under the tree house.

Wang Mu watched Gu Changfeng fly away with his sword, and opened his mouth again, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Ju can actually fly!"

“And the big tree that seemed to come alive.”

"Could it be that Junior Master is a deity?"

After being stunned for a while, Wang Mu reacted and ran back in the direction he came from.

Inside the Zhenwu Hall.

Song Qingshu spat out large mouthfuls of blood, staining his chest red.

His whole body was shaking violently under the powerful pressure, and he held on to the ground with both hands to prevent himself from falling.

But his eyesight had begun to blur and he was almost fainting.

Duan Tianya stood beside Song Qingshu with an extremely cold look in his eyes.

Shangguan Haitang couldn't bear it and tried to persuade him.

"Brother, he is only at the post-natal stage. If you continue like this, I'm afraid he will..."

Gui Hai Yidao stood beside him silently, not saying a word, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Duan Tianya waved his hand to interrupt Shangguan Haitang, ignored her, and slowly raised his right foot towards Song Qingshu's back, with sarcasm in his tone.

"It's a tough nut to crack."

"But I've broken a lot of bones over the years!"

As he said that, he put down his right foot, wanting to step Song Qingshu to the ground.

At this moment, Duan Tianya suddenly turned his head and looked towards the entrance of Zhenwu Hall. A hint of green was reflected in his pupils, which quickly enlarged into a figure stepping on a huge green sword light.

It was so fast that there was no time to dodge.

Duan Tianya had no choice but to use his protective energy to protect his whole body.

But what he didn't expect was that the protective qi that could withstand the attacks of grandmasters suddenly shattered when it came into contact with the sword light.

In a flash, Duan Tianya had no choice but to raise his left hand and slap forward.

boom!
The sound of a violent Qi explosion was heard.

Duan Tianya felt a shock all over his body, and he felt a huge force coming from his palm, throwing his body directly into the air.

The calm voice echoed throughout the Zhenwu Hall.

"Who gave you the courage to act wildly in Wudang?"

(End of this chapter)