The best golden pupil

Chapter 945 A Voice

In the deathly silent hall, a crisp applause echoed, exploding in the ears like thunder rolling.

All the disciples were stunned, stunned, beyond shock, and their throats were already dry before they knew it.

Sect Master Ziyang, Master Wuwang, and Elder Daoxuan touched their cheeks subconsciously, always feeling a raw pain, this slap was too scary.

Shang Zhuo and Zhao Tianming were dumbfounded. The former instantly admired Ning Tao's courage, while the latter was shocked by his courage.

After Ning Tao slapped this palm, he felt comfortable all over his body, the pores all over his body were opened, as if he was about to become a fairy.

"This slap is really cool!"

Elder Hua Tu finally realized after being dazed that he was really slapped, it was not an illusion.

He is a powerful infant refiner, an elder of the Huashan School, and a high-level member of Hongmeng, but he was directly slapped in the face by a Wudang junior.

I saw his face was ferocious, furious, his eyes were about to breathe fire, his teeth were grinning, and his breath burst out uncontrollably, as if a sword was screaming in the sky, wanting to cut everything.

"Junior, you are courting death, digging your own grave!"

Elder Hua Tu roared angrily, his old face biting like a ghost, as if he had revenge for killing his wife.

When Ning Tao heard the words, he immediately became angry. He dared to threaten him like this. Did he really treat him as a soft persimmon that he could pinch at will?

I saw him stepping on one foot, jumping up like a spring, and a palm print condensed a lot of spiritual power.

"Buddha's Palm!"

"Snapped!"

A deafening sound echoed in the ears like a nuclear bomb explosion, and the faces of countless scary people turned pale.

Although the Wudang disciples were heartbroken and trembling with excitement, they also knew that once Elder Hua Tu broke out, the main hall would be completely destroyed, and the consequences would be very serious.

Ziyang and Wuwang looked at each other, and they both saw weirdness in each other's eyes, but they were also full of worry.

Although Daoxuan was very shocked, this time he came with Huashan, in a sense, he can be regarded as an ally.

But now, he just stood aside and watched blankly, not daring to approach it, because there was an aura that made him afraid.

Elder Hua Tu's cheeks were red and swollen, and Ning Tao really tried his best with this palm, which made his hands hurt.

After suppressing for a moment, Elder Huatu let out a roar, his eyes were blood red, and the sword energy from his whole body raged out, an astonishing burst of strength burst out, and he broke free from the restraints.

A burst of sword energy pierced Yunxiao, and the whole old body seemed to be transformed into a sharp sword drawn from its sheath. It was extremely sharp and vowed to cut through Yunxiao, kill all enemies, and sweep away everything.

His eyes were red like blood swords, and he said coldly: "Today, use your blood to sacrifice my sword, use your life to relieve my hatred, no one can save you."

When Ning Tao heard this, he sneered. Although he was in the majestic oppression, his expression was fearless and calm. There was no so-called fear at all, and some were just contempt.

I saw him stick out a finger lightly, and slowly spit out a few words, "Definitely!"

Before he finished speaking, Hua Tu's face changed, and his expression became furious. With this move again, the invisible snakes around him came again, but this time, he was already prepared.

"Huashan's swordsmanship is unparalleled!"

I saw the sword energy lingering around him, the long sword swept across the surroundings, and the terrifying power wiped out all the snakes in an instant.

"break!"

Another voice came, and Hua Tu's face changed drastically. Just as he was about to be on guard, he saw a long whip coming out of the hole like a spirit snake, and it shot towards him rapidly, mixed with a terrifying aura.

"A strong man who refines gods!"

Daoxuan, Ziyang and the other three exclaimed at the same time, their faces were filled with shock, incredible written all over them.

Hua Tu's face was terrified. Facing the long whip, he had no way to hide. Under the panic, he was blown away.

"Oh!"

A figure slammed into the stone pillar like a lasing, and the stone pillar was overwhelmed, with dense cracks, as if it would shatter at the touch.

A group of disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, and didn't see what happened at all. There was only a strong aura just now, like a thriving green tree, piercing the sky and the earth.

Daoxuan narrowed his eyes, thought for a while, and then came to Hua Tu in a flash, and helped him up.

And Ziyang, Wu Wang also came to Ning Tao's side, although they felt that it was not necessary, so they had to do so.

Elder Hua Tu's face was gloomy and uncertain. No one knew the power just now better than him.

But that aura is not the ancestor of Wudang. Could it be that another person from Wudang broke through the bottleneck and took that step?
They looked at each other with Daoxuan, each of them was very dignified, once that kind of level intervened, they had nothing to do.

The Wudang sect in front of them is full of mystery, what they have to do now is to report this matter to the sect immediately.

I saw Daoxuan clasped his hands, and said with a smile: "Master Ziyang, why don't we stop this discussion, the master and others are still waiting for my return, and... the safety of all the disciples."

Hearing this, Ziyang narrowed his eyes, and then said with a light smile: "Elder Daoxuan is serious, I am upright in Wudang, next time if you want to exchange ideas, you must be well prepared, walk slowly!"

Under the cheers of the Wudang disciples, the Huashan and Kongtong disciples left Wudang like a bereaved dog.

However, at this moment, Zi Yang clasped his fists, and said in a dignified voice: "I don't know which senior is helping, please come out and have a look, I, Wu Dang, will be regarded as the guest of honor."

When the disciples heard this, their faces were surprised, and they all looked around strangely, but no one stood up.

Just when Ziyang was frowning, Ning Tao suddenly came over and whispered in his ear for a long time.

Hearing this, Ziyang had an indescribably strange face, and the eyes he looked at him seemed to be looking at strangers, witch masters, saintesses...!
On the way to the back mountain, Ning Tao frowned, showing worry, because the brother in charge gave bad news.

His master Wuchenzi went to Tianshan to visit friends, but there has been no news for several days, for some reason.

Upon hearing the news, Ning Tao was very worried. He wondered if something might go wrong if he hadn't returned for such a long time.

At this moment, he also came to the bamboo house, Miao Jingjing's special plane became more and more suitable.

Looking at the quiet bamboo house, Ning Tao sighed slightly, he knew that Ye Wanqing was looking for a reason, but he just didn't want to see him.

He sighed and said, "Wanqing, are you there?"

The bamboo house was quiet for a moment, but suddenly a panicked voice came out, "Master...junior brother, why are you here again?"

Ning Tao smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said, "Wanqing, you don't welcome me like that, don't you want to see me?"

There is no sound in the bamboo house, it is very quiet!
Seeing this, Ning Tao finally shook his head bitterly, and said, "Wanqing, I'm going to Tianshan Mountain. It seems that something happened to the old man, Master. I'm very worried about him."

The bamboo house is still quiet, only the breeze blows.

Ning Tao's face was gloomy, and he stood there for a long time, and finally left with Miao Jingjing, he will definitely find the holy medicine.

However, just as he took a step, a voice suddenly came out, making his face turn pale and his whole body stiff.

"Wow... wow... wow...!"

(End of this chapter)