The best golden pupil

Chapter 1058 I Have Another Move

"Damn it, two shameless old men, even if you can hide it for a while, can you still hide it for a lifetime? Sooner or later, you will pay the price for your filth."

The ancestor of Wudang let out a roar and launched an attack frantically.

But Huashan, the ancestor of Kongtong has lived long enough, he has no reaction to this kind of words, he doesn't care at all, it's just that the strength of his attack is becoming more and more fierce and domineering.

The fellow Hongmeng monks, and even former Taoist friends, fought bloody battles together, killed the enemy bravely, and handed over the back to him, but these words now make the fantasy become illusory.

I've seen it before, but I've never seen it this way.

All of this has already been prepared, the leader of Hongmeng was restrained by Patriarch Qingcheng, and even Patriarch Tianshan, who had not made any moves, was carefully checked and balanced by Patriarch Emei.

This also confirms the sentence, never give up until the goal is achieved!
Ning Tao's chest rose and fell violently, and he was extremely gloomy. He was engaged in a hesitant war in his heart. He didn't want to see people burnt, and he didn't want to see Wudang disciples die because of worry-free.

Then he will be condemned and judged in his heart.

Hearing the words, Wuchenzi became short of breath, and twisted his way: "You bastards, you've planned to do this for a long time, and you even have to use your sect background, so why are you using any compensation to make excuses!"

He seemed to want to spit out all the bitterness in his heart, cursing endlessly, and all the self-cultivation he had cultivated over the years was pissed off by him.

"Wuchen, calm down, it's useless to say anything now, there is only one battle, use the sword in your hand to kill all the enemies," Yue Wuhan said decisively, revealing a murderous aura.

The head of Ziyang has seen through it, and immediately ordered: "All Wudang disciples obey the order, fight bloody battles, kill all the enemies, and use the blood of the enemies to baptize our unyielding souls."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Hua Tu and the others grinned grinningly, and with a wave of their hands, several elders shot out from the shadows. Except for the few heads, basically, the whole faction... came personally!
And this level of combat power is enough to crush Wudang and the two factions of Tianshan. There are as many as ten infant refining monks alone.

All disciples obey orders, and those who stand in the way will be killed without mercy!

As soon as the words fell, the four elders rushed out first, with strong and majestic strength, and their disciples gritted their teeth, and rushed out first, it's time... to fight to the death!
Wu Wang, the head of Ziyang and the others immediately roared angrily, took out their weapons, and rushed forward brazenly.

The two giants are about to collide, just like two sports cars speeding on the highway. Once they collide, one of them will be killed or killed, or both will die.

Just when they were about to collide with each other, a figure was inserted horizontally in the middle, as if blocking them. With his thin body like a mantis' arms, he forcibly blocked the two giants.

He is none other than Ning Tao!
I saw that his whole body was full of sword energy, his eyes were like swords, and his clothes were windless and automatic, like a master of swordsmanship, exuding unparalleled power, even the four fiercely fighting gods looked sideways at him.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and no one dared to move. Even the four people in the battle all retreated unanimously.

All eyes were on Ning Tao!

"Disciple, what are you going to do? Come back quickly. Today, as a teacher, I will vent my anger on Wuyou's behalf. I would rather die than regret it."

"I would rather die than regret...!"

All the disciples who were preparing for the battle roared at the same time, with firm belief.

On the other side, Hua Tu grinned grimly and said: "Boy, what kind of tricks are you trying to scare us? You want to compete with my Huashan faction in sword competition. Who in Xia Kingdom has the qualifications?"

When Ning Tao heard this, his face was indifferent. He no longer wanted to waste his words on this kind of old guy with brain damage and mental retardation.

Moreover, when it comes to swords, there is only one in his heart... the Sword Immortal!
He took a deep breath, looked at Wudang, and respectfully thanked him: "Disciple Ning Tao, thank you seniors, brothers and sisters for your help, I will definitely remember it in my heart."

Seeing this, Wuchenzi suddenly felt something was wrong, and hurriedly said anxiously: "Disciple, you mustn't be stupid. If you dare to hand over Wuyou, I will sever the master-student relationship with you."

"Uncle Ning, in my Wudang, there are only people who died in battle, and there is no soul to surrender. Even if the last drop of blood is shed, I will never surrender to these old bastards. It is absolutely impossible...!"

Hearing the grief and indignation of these disciples, Ning Tao was moved, his eyes were blurred, and he looked in the direction of the cave. Ye Wanqing weakly supported the stone wall, conveying his firm belief to him.

It seems that this is the only way to do it!
I saw him turn around slowly, showing a wry smile, and uttered a few words with difficulty, "You guys, are you afraid of death?"

"Wudang disciples are never afraid of death, and never give in. Whoever is afraid of death is a son of a bitch. I, Wu Hailin, are the first to look down on him, and I am the same. Count me in!"

Seeing this, Ning Tao shook his head with a complicated expression.

Seeing this, Xuxu said sarcastically: "It seems that you Wudang is also a person who understands righteousness, and you are also the father of the child. If you can figure it out, hand over the child."

Daoxuan also stood up at this time and said with a faint smile: "It's still Ning Xiaoyou... Take care of the overall situation... Gu Hongmeng, it's best if you don't fight. Once the blood flows into rivers, it will be no good for anyone."

"If the leader and the old man find out, they will definitely be heartbroken. The Wudang faction is a selfish person, but fortunately, there is Xiaoyou Ning's... righteousness...!"

The shape of her mouth that she said at the end was... annihilating relatives!
The disciples of the two sects were already furious, and they made up their minds to kill a few more bastards. Even if they bit their teeth, they would still have to bite off a piece of meat. Killing one was enough money, and killing two made money...!
Wuchenzi's roar, Ziyang's big order, Wuwang's firm dissuasion, the disciple's reluctance, the old dog's pride...!
When Ning Tao heard this, he suddenly smiled, and said lightly: "When did I say... I will hand over Wuyou to you. If your ears are not good, don't be silly."

"Zheng!"

"Junior, don't talk nonsense, hand over the person immediately, otherwise, the old man will behead you immediately," the ancestor Huashan said impatiently with a cold face.

"How dare you," Miao Jingjing angrily reprimanded with her brows upside down.

Seeing this, Ning Tao smiled, and said slowly: "I still have one trick, to sweep everything away and end...everything."

"This trick is called Ning Wei Yu Sui, not Wa Quan!"

As soon as the words fell, the aura of a strong infant refiner erupted from that cave. It was as vast as a lake and as thick as a mountain, but it made the face of the ancestors of the refining gods change drastically.

"No, they want to detonate the source of disaster!"

Liao Kong and the others cried out in horror, and retreated one after another, but if it detonates, the entire Wudang Mountain will be covered, and there is no time for them to escape.

Although the source of disaster has not existed for a long time, the power absorbed by itself is equivalent to the smallest, simplest, and most simplified version of a hydrogen bomb, and its power is unfathomable.

Even if Liao Kong and others can protect themselves, but their foundation, these disciples, could they have escaped, it is impossible, and their four sects are finished.

"Little friend, don't be impulsive, everything is easy to talk about, think about your child, sect," Liao Kong said in shock.

"That's right, that's right, everything is negotiable, don't be impulsive, otherwise, this Wudang will be over...!"

Voices of dissuasion came out one after another. Although Ning Tao looked very indifferent on the outside, he didn't have the courage to do so in his worries.

In the middle of the air, the Huashan Patriarch's eyes froze. If Ning Tao and the others were allowed to take the initiative, then they would not be worth the loss this time.

Seeing that everyone was shocked by this momentum, his heart moved, and he drew his sword instantly, turning himself into a galloping wind sword.

"Huashan's unique knowledge, the wind and swift sword!"

"Well, old man, how dare you!"

Miao Jingjing, the ancestor of Wudang, Wu Chenzi, Yue Wuhan... These people care about Ning Tao, but they can't get there.

As for Ning Tao himself, there was no time to dodge. This blow was beyond the scope of his heart, and it was a sneak attack.

In the pupils, a sharp sword was projected, and it came in the blink of an eye.

When Ning Tao was frightened and angry, his eyes were about to split, but he vaguely heard a mysterious, old, and vast Hong Zhong Dalu.

"stop!"

(End of this chapter)