Martial Arts: Junior Brother Hanyi, the Magic Sword Thousand Blades at the beginning

Zen Master Dajue's originally inflated body was like a deflated rubber ball, and it shriveled up in an instant and returned to its original shape.

"Nephew, you..."

Zen Master Dajue suddenly woke up.

He didn't expect that this innocence actually drained all of his internal strength.

And behind him, Elder Dahuai and others were also at this moment, freed from the suction of Zen Master Dajue, and all retreated.

Immediately, after seeing this scene again, they all looked at Wuyu with complicated expressions.

Obviously, everyone could see that Wuyi was exorcising demons for Zen Master Dajue.

Moreover, it also dissipated all the internal strength of Zen Master Dajue.

His own internal strength is also gone.

Earlier, this Chan Master Dajue wanted to take Wu's life.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, he would repay evil with kindness.

Saved the life of Zen Master Dajue.

Not only did he save Zen Master Dajue, he also saved the lives of himself and others!

Thinking of this, Elder Dahuai and the others all looked ashamed.

After a stick of incense.

Wujia's internal strength was completely gone, and at the same time, the demonic nature of Zen Master Dajue was also eradicated.

At this moment, his face was pale, and he couldn't stand anymore.

Fortunately, Xiao Han behind him had sharp eyes and quick hands, and quickly supported him.

"Why bother?"

Xiao Han asked helplessly.

"Something has to be done."

Wuji laughed.

To this, Xiao Han couldn't answer anymore.

the other side.

Lei Wujie also came out.

Looking at the people in Jiulong Temple, they said inexplicably with grief and indignation:

"Now that the little monk's martial arts has been abolished, if he still wants to stop his way home, I, Lei Wujie, will be the first to say no!"

As soon as this word comes out.

Elder Dahuai and others remained silent.

Instead, Qiqi looked at Zen Master Dajue, as if waiting for his decision.

But at this moment, Zen Master Dajue did not say a word.

He looked at the handsome little monk not far away.

Suddenly, he recalled the time when Master Wangyou brought the five-year-old Wuyi to Jiulong Temple.

After a while, Zen Master Dajue sighed, looking a lot older.

He looked at Wujia with a blank face, and said:

"That's all, Jiulong Temple will no longer interfere with your affairs."

"Willing to retreat."

"It was the old monk's fault before, I hope my nephew will not take it to heart."

Hear this.

Wuba nodded slightly with both hands.

"You saved the old monk's life, but he has some conscience."

When Xiao Han heard the words, he bowed his head and spoke to Wuyi.

however.

His voice fell.

On the top of the cliff in the deserted temple and wild mountain, there was a sudden indifferent voice:

"Since the people of Jiulong Temple don't care, then I, Wushuang City, will take care of it!"

"Wuji, you remnant of the Demon Sect, I was captured in Wushuang City today!"

It turned out that the people from Wushuang City had arrived.

There are about ten people in the group, and those with the lowest cultivation level are all at the Grandmaster level.

Lu Yudi, the big brother of Wushuang City, led by him.

Wearing the robe of a disciple of Wushuang City, holding a long sword in his arms, he looked at the people below indifferently.

But more eyes fell on Na Wuli.

In this trip, nothing is the goal of these people.

Now, Wujia's cultivation base has been abolished, which is an excellent opportunity for Wushuang City!

Once he is caught, Wushuang City will definitely become famous!

Beside Lu Yudi, there was another young man.

It looked like he was only twelve or thirteen years old, and his childishness had not faded away, with a trace of flying spirit on his face.

When he looked at the crowd, he had a look of contempt.

But Xiao Han and others noticed that the boy had a sword box on his back.

The sword box was almost as tall as that boy, and it was very wide. It was carved with hollowed-out purple gold, with plants, trees, birds, animals, mountains, rivers and lakes, with unpredictable patterns, intertwined together, with an indescribable charm.

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"Then... is that the Peerless Sword Box?!"

Xiao Han narrowed his eyes, as if thinking of something.

The Peerless Sword Box is the treasure of the Peerless City!

There are thirteen swords in this sword box!

Every sword is a magic weapon with ingenious workmanship!

Especially the last one, the second largest Ming Suzaku on the list of famous swords of the Dali Dynasty!

It is even more famous than Li Suwang's Fengya Four Swords in Jianxin Tomb!

"You Wushuang City have such a big tone!"

"Don't you dare to put my Xueyue City in your eyes."

It was in Wushuang City that Lu Yudi's voice fell.

At the foot of the mountain, three figures immediately came up.

It was Tang Lian, Sikong Qianluo and Monk Wuchan who rushed over in time.

The person who agreed earlier was naturally Sikong Qianluo, she scolded Lu Yudi.

"Xueyue City is the most holy city of martial arts in the Dali Dynasty, and it is a well-known and decent city."

"Since you are disciples of Xueyue City, you should understand that the consequence of keeping Wuyi is to become an enemy of the world!"

"Can you bear the consequences?"

"In addition, Ye Dingzhi, the leader of the Demon Cult, invaded the Dali Dynasty, but Jiu Xian, the city lord of Xueyue City, stopped him."

"Now, your Xueyue City disciple wants to protect Ye Dingzhi's child, it's really ridiculous!"

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"Does the Jiuxian know about this?"

Lu Yudi's face became embarrassing.

Sikong Qianluo was right.

Peerless City is indeed not as good as Xueyue City.

Xueyue City has three figures who look like banished immortals, which is not comparable to Wushuang City.

But while thinking about it, Lu Yudi directly coerced the two factions of good and evil, trying to convince Sikong Qianluo and others.

His words were so sharp that Tang Lian and the others couldn't hold back their faces.

To be honest, now that the reinforcements from Xueyue City have not arrived, these people really don't know what Shizun and others think of Wuyi.

"Eldest brother, what are you talking about with these people?"

"Just beat them all down."

Wushuang at the side saw a few people arguing, and felt a headache.

At that moment, he took off the Wushuang sword case, looked at the ground, and said in a deep voice.

"Wushuang, just take a shot to defeat these people, don't hurt their lives."

Lu Yudi nodded and told him.

"You brat, you talk big!"

"Come down and fight if you have the ability!"

Hearing this, Sikong Qianluo's pretty face was furious, and the spear in his hand pointed directly at Wushuang!

The brat in front of me is only twelve or thirteen years old, but he speaks such big words, and wants to beat everyone present to the ground in one breath. Isn't this too exaggerated?

"Big talk!"

"I, Wushuang, never speak big words."