Zongwu: My understanding is against the sky, I became the ancestor of Taoism in Wudang

When the thunder fell, tens of thousands of rivers and lakes at the top of Wudang Mountain pushed me and fought a big fight.

Everyone wanted to hurry up and escape from Wudang, it was so terrifying here that they actually made a move against a sect with immortals.

At this moment, the immortal was angry, lowered the thunder, and if he didn't leave, he was afraid that he would not be able to walk.

It's a pity that these people woke up too late, and once the Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique was cast, even Qin Ji couldn't stop.

After hitting Wu Su with one blow, the purple thunder instantly collapsed, and thousands of thunder sword intents diffused in all directions.

Those martial artists who had not yet escaped from the Wudang Mountain were instantly knocked down.

Like cutting wheat, no one can survive a blow.

Tens of thousands of people in the rivers and lakes were lost by more than half in an instant, and no one could run through the thunder, and no one could carry the thunder.

Even if it is the Yu Wei of the Purple Heavenly Thunder, it is not something that this group of martial artists ~ can resist.

Especially those from the five major sects, they were the closest to the Wudang disciples, and they were also the first to enjoy the Heavenly Thunder Transcendence.

Fine thunder shuttles through the crowd, and if it touches it, it will kill - woohoo.

Shaolin Xuanyan originally wanted to slip away quietly, and a thunder filament caught up with him behind him.

There was no room for resistance, and he looked up and died in anger, as if he should have died at this moment, without the slightest sign of struggle.

When the thunder dissipated, the purple thunder and lightning were also exhausted, and at this time, the entire Wudang Mountain was already full of corpses.

The corpses of tens of thousands of people, all kinds of deaths make people's scalps numb.

Those who came to Wudang Mountain were able to escape in the end.

It doesn't matter if you are a martial arts grandmaster or a hermit master, all sentient beings are equal under the heavenly thunder.

Even if occasionally a person with luck against the sky survived, he was invaded by the sword intent in the thunder and became an ignorant madman.

Tens of thousands of jianghu people look at a lot, but judging from the number of thunder sword intent released when the sky thunder collapses, these people are far less than the thunder sword intent, and even if there are twice as many warriors, they can't escape the end of the entire army.

Immortal Daowei can be seen from this, far from Wudang can compare.

In the distance, several figures were frantically fleeing, it was a jianghu person who saw the opportunity and moved quickly, and only such a clever one had the opportunity to escape the range of heavenly thunder.

It is also because these people have done a good job and have escaped out of range long before the heavenly thunder fell.

There was Xu Xiao and his party in the crowd, and Xu Xiao was blinded at this time, staring at the top of Wudang Mountain with blood-red eyes.

He saw the thunder, and at the same time saw his wife rushing towards the thunder.

He escaped, but he wanted to go back and go back to Wudang Mountain to see if his wife could also escape.

He regretted it, he had already known that there were such terrifying figures on Wudang Mountain, why did he come to this troubled water.

In order to remind himself to escape, his wife did not leave Wudang Mountain at all, and just now the heavenly thunder, he saw with his own eyes that it split on his wife.

Now Xu Xiao can only pray, praying that his wife's Great Grandmaster realm should be able to withstand the blow of heavenly thunder.

It's just that Xu Xiao's eyes are cracked, and he still hasn't seen the figure stand up again.

Deep down, Xu Xiao began to despair.

Who can bear such a thick thunder, and the Kyushu world has never heard of such a thing.

"No..."

Xu Xiao roared in despair, and the guards beside him desperately dragged him away from Wudang Mountain.

At this time, Xu Xiao was like a puppet, being carried away.

He couldn't understand how he had come to Daming to deal with a sect that was all old, weak and sick.

Everyone who had investigated Wudang Mountain had clearly determined that Wudang Master Uncle was just an old mortal, why did this happen.

Xu Xiao couldn't figure it out, he hated, hated himself, hated Zhang Sanfeng, and hated Qin Ji even more.

If Wu Su has a three long and two short, how can he forgive himself.

Under the thunder that day, Wu Su's body was shot down to the ground like a goose feather, and with such a big thunder, Yu Wei chopped tens of thousands of people to death.

Is the wife still saved?

Now what Xu Xiao wants most is that his wife can survive, as long as Wu Su can survive, he is willing to exchange his life for it.

The guards beside him pulled him madly down the mountain, and no one dared to turn back.

The heavenly thunder just now not only made them realize what an immortal is, but also broke their guts.

Even people with a firm will waver in the face of thunder.

This time, if it weren't for the real elite brought by Xu Xiao, I am afraid that he would not even be able to drag him to run.

I didn't see those crazy quacks, but they were just brainstormed by the thunder, and they became chaotic madmen.

Several guards dragged Xu Xiao and fled madly, all the way to the bottom of Wudang Mountain.

And in Xu Xiao's last gaze, his wife was lying on the ground covered in blood, and the situation was obviously not alive.

"Su'er!"

Xu Xiao shouted in despair.

In fact, he has the ability to break free from the guard, but even if he breaks free, what about returning to Wudang Mountain?

He didn't dare, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't dare to return to Wudang, and even turning his head in whichever direction he looked made his heart tremble.

He was afraid, and the King of Northern Liang, who had never been afraid of anything, was really afraid this time.

He once rode three thousand snow dragons and stopped in front of Bei Mang's 100,000-strong army.

He had ridden the Wu Family Sword Tomb alone, and he never knew what it was to be afraid of.

Never felt that way.

But today he was afraid.

That heavenly thunder shattered his lifelong pride and left his only love in Wudang Mountain.

If time could be turned back, Xu Xiao swore that he would never come to the Wudang Sect to find death, and he would never let his wife follow.

"Su'er..."

Xu Xiao's cry reached the top of Wudang Mountain, and there was endless regret and sorrow in his voice.

Wu Su was lying on the ground, with a smile on her face, she heard Xu Xiao's voice, it was her own man, and sure enough, the voice was still so ugly.

She knew that the guards must have run out with Xu Xiao, which made her lose even the last trace of concern.

As long as Xu Xiao can escape from Wudang, he will not sacrifice his life in vain to delay.

At this time, Wu Su did not have much resentment in her heart, not even a trace of fear, the spiritual sense brought by the clarity of the sword heart, and even a sense of satisfaction, this feeling she had never experienced in her life.

She can feel that her body is collapsing, this is a sign that she is about to die, after all, such a big heavenly thunder, it is impossible for her to come down, not to mention the realm of the great grandmaster, even the supreme grandmaster is estimated to be unable to, don't try to block that heavenly thunder.

How many people in this world have really fought against heavenly thunder.

At this time, Wu Su had a wonderful feeling, as if he felt when he first held the sword.

It was the first time he saw so many swords in his life, and he held one in his hand, and he couldn't be separated from the sword for the rest of his life.

People say that she is a kendo genius, and Wu Su feels that geniuses are insulting herself, and she should be born for the sword.

And at this moment, she felt very satisfied, because she felt the ultimate of kendo.

In the heavenly thunder just now, she realized a new kendo, which was different from the kendo she had seen before, which belonged to another level of kendo.

Thunder Kendo, a Thunder Kendo full of furious force.

"Before you die, you can comprehend the Thunder Sword Dao and die well."

The corners of Wu Su's mouth rose slightly, it was enough to die in the morning of the Dao, and she felt this way now.

It was my honor to be able to comprehend the true meaning of Thunder Kendo, and I also let myself see the path behind Kendo. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

For decades, Wu Su has been climbing kendo and trying swordsmen from all walks of life, giving her her own unique understanding of swords.

Originally, I thought that no one in this world would be able to admire himself above the way of kendo.

I didn't expect that this trip to Wudang could even encounter such a powerful person in the sword path, and he could really summon thunder.

Wu Su thought of this difficult movement of his body, and wanted to take a look at the Wudang master.

Before she died, she wanted to know what kind of kendo she had died in.

"Senior, what kind of sword is that..."

Wu Su's voice was a little hoarse, and it did not affect his speech.

This was the last question in her life, and if she could know the sword path represented by the heavenly thunder just now, Wu Su felt that she had no regrets.

Wu Su's question made Qin Ji stunned, he didn't expect that this woman would ask such a question when she was dying.

Isn't this woman afraid of death? Shouldn't you remember your life at the last moment, or imagine your loved ones?

They are all dying, still paying attention to the root of the sword just now.

Qin Ji glanced at Wu Su curiously, Wu Su, who had been struck by the heavenly thunder, was not beautiful at this time, just like a coke person.

The whole body was covered in char, and only a pair of eyes were black and white and still bright.

"The Divine Sword True Technique of Thunder is not a martial sword, but an immortal path spell, which contains the Thunder Sword Intent."

Qin Ji looked at Wu Su, and he was also sighing in his heart, it seemed that this woman was really sword-loving, and her face was about to die, and she was still thinking about sword techniques.

Qin Ji did not hide it, and besides, there was nothing to hide, and the opposite side was a dying person.

Man will die and his words will be good, and birds will die and their song will mourn.

As a matter of fulfilling her last wish, Qin Ji famously said that he was not using the sword of martial arts, but the sword of immortal path.

The Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique, strictly speaking, no longer belongs to the Sword Dao, but to the Immortal Dao Spells.

It's just that you still need to use a sword to draw lightning, so you have a kendo name.

Qin Ji and the comprehension of swordsmanship did not know much about other swordsmanship except for Zhou Tianxing Fighting Sword and Xuanyin Twelve Swords.

The Taiji sword was originally Wudang's sword technique, and although Qin Ji could say one, two, three, he had not practiced much.

He knew that he couldn't compare with people like Wu Su who loved swords, but he wouldn't lie to Wu Su with a spurious sword technique.

A Great Grandmaster Swordsman is still very worthy of respect.

"Excalibur Thunder True Technique..."

Wu Su did not expect that he was not defeated on the sword technique, but on the immortal method.

When he learned the name of Excalibur Imperial Thunder True Technique, Wu Su could no longer maintain his injuries.

The last wish in her heart has also been answered, and there is no worries in her heart.

It is worth thinking that it is worth dying under the immortal law, at least before he died, he knew that there was still a sword of immortal law in this world.

Kendo knows no bounds.

"It is enough to die at the end of the day, and it is enough to die at the end of the day..."

Wu Su nodded at Qin Ji, closed his eyes with a smile on his face, and chanted inaudibly in his mouth.

The last bit of life in this female sword fairy also disappeared, and the whole person slowly turned into flying ash and drifted between heaven and earth.

Only a large Liang Dragon Sparrow Sword was left in place.

Wu Su's death, as well as her final reaction, made Qin Ji a little depressed.

This was the man he had ever seen who loved swords.

He could see relief and satisfaction in Wu Su's last look.

What kind of person can still be satisfied when dying, it is estimated that only people who have a sword in their hearts, and the sword is everything, can leave satisfiedly after learning the true technique of Excalibur and Thunder.

The Dragon Sparrow Sword trembled slightly, as if it was also mourning the departure of its master, and only it could prove that there had been a peerless female sword immortal in this world.

Qin Ji slowly came to the dragon sparrow, and the dragon sparrow sword reached his hand.

This sword already has a bit of a psychic posture, even if it has experienced the bombardment of heavenly thunder, it has not lost its spirituality.

On the contrary, the spirituality on the sword was tempered by thunder and fire, but it brought a trace of thunder sincerity.

In time, this will be an existence that is not inferior to the real martial sword.

The Kyushu world is an extraordinary weapon, but there are very few that can give birth to an instrument spirit.

It is not a divine weapon, and it can have the opportunity to give birth to an instrument spirit, especially a killing thing like a sword.

Under the thick murderous aura, it is difficult for a sword to be psychic, and by chance, luck resources are indispensable.

The true martial sword in Zhang Sanfeng's hand has a trace of spiritual wisdom, because the true martial sword is enshrined in the true martial hall all year round.

After his thunder fire sword training, the true martial sword had a trace of spirituality.

This is already a blessing and cannot be replicated at all.

Unexpectedly, this dragon sparrow was also born with a trace of spiritual intelligence.

However, this sword belongs to Wu Su, both the birth of spiritual wisdom and a little closer to Wu Su, Qin Ji forcibly held it in his hand with his strength, and faintly felt that this sword did not like him.

But it doesn't matter, he won't use this sword anyway, he doesn't like it.

For Wu Su's death, although Qin Ji was slightly sentimental in his heart, he did not have any regrets.

Wu Su's death can only be said to be the departure of a person who knows swords, which makes him feel a pity, and does not make him regret.

Since Wu Su dared to make a move against him, he would kill him.

Jianghu is like this, you die and I live, that's all.

If it weren't for the other party coming to Wudang Mountain himself, he knew who Wu Su was and where he would be an enemy of her.

Everything is providential.

After the sweep of heavenly thunder, there were no outsiders on Wudang Mountain at this time, all those standing were Wudang disciples, and those lying were all foreign jianghu people.

A heavenly thunder saved Wudang's crisis of extermination.

Originally, I thought that Wudang was afraid that today Wudang would be doomed and targeted by tens of thousands of rivers and lakes, and even Zhang Sanfeng would be unable to solve this crisis.

Unexpectedly, Shi Bozu turned out to be an immortal, and a heavenly thunder fell, directly destroying the invincible tens of thousands of rivers and lakes.

Many Wudang disciples saw with their own eyes that the female swordsman really turned into flying ash.

Shi Bozu turned out to be so strong?

Many Wudang disciples had golden light in their eyes and looked at Qin Ji with adoration.