Quanzhen Mountain Gate.
There was silence, silence.
The shocking scene of the white-clad Daoist punching and flying at Wang Zhiyi just now was still long in the minds of the Quanzhen people.
That earth-shattering punch really shocked everyone.
You know, the person who was thrown by a punch was a strong person in the Sect Master Realm!
It is rumored in the jianghu that among the seven sons of Quanzhen, Qiu Chuji has the highest talent in martial arts.
Master Brother Danyang Zi Ma Yu Martial Arts realm is the highest.
And the Iron Foot Immortal King, although he is best at light skills, is also a true master of the sect.
Even if you look at the entire Song Dynasty, you can be regarded as the number one person.
But it was such a grandmaster-level strong man who was actually thrown by this young Daoist priest at a distance of more than ten inches, and his fist flew away, spitting out blood.
Such an incredible scene couldn't help but make the Quanzhen Sect disciples, as well as the rest of the Quanzhen Six Sons, freeze in place, and they couldn't even believe their eyes.
It wasn't until after a few breaths that they reacted and exclaimed:
"Wang Zhenren!"
"Uncle Shi!!"
"Master Wang!"
The sixth son of Quanzhen jumped out and came to the side of Wang Chuyi.
Master Brother Ma Yu took out a pill from his arms, handed it to Wang Chuyi, and said with concern, "Brother Master, how are you?" "
Wang Fu shook his head, took the Dan medicine, and only a trace of blood appeared on his pale face, slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath, raised his hand to look at Ma Yu, and said in a trembling voice:
"Cough cough: Brother… This man's martial arts are unfathomable… I'm afraid it's no less than the five best in the world…"
As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused everyone to be shocked.
"What!?"
"How old is he, this… It's impossible! "
"No less than the five best in the world? Could it be that this demon Dao actually had the strength of a grand master? "
Suddenly, all eyes were on Su Liu's body.
Only then did they really see clearly what this young Daoist monk who had come to worship the mountain really looked like.
But seeing this person as rich as jade, heroic and hairy, his appearance is even more handsome, which can be called flawless.
And the most eye-catching thing is that a pair of brilliant eyes like stars, which are really boundless, and people can't help but feel ashamed of themselves.
Above his thin and upright body, he was draped in a white Daoist robe of the moon, and on top of the Daoist robe woven by the silk of the heavens, he also embroidered the sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers with gold, adding a bit of magnificence to the floating dust.
Even the Quanzhen Qizi, who was furious in his heart, sighed in his heart after seeing clearly the appearance of this young Daoist
"This man's demeanor and demeanor are no less than those of the Master of that year, and he is really a celestial immortal!"
Among the seven sons, the most violent-tempered Changchun Ziqiu was coldly humming, his eyes were full of anger, and he said coldly:
"Although the skin bag is good, but the heart is extremely vicious, I see that this person's means of action are quite the style of the demon cult demon!"
Halfway through the conversation, A crisp sword sound was suddenly heard.
I don't know when, Qiu Zhiji has already drawn his sword.
Only to see this old Daoist monk's black as the bottom of the pot with cold anger on his face, he roared lowly:
"Evil demon demon, poor dao will meet you!"
After saying that, he raised his sword and suddenly came to Su Liu's face.
As soon as Qiu Chuji shook his sword, the cold and brilliant sword blade suddenly stirred up like a fierce wind, and when the sword body hummed and trembled, there was a muffled thunder rolling sound.
The next moment, above the sword blade that was infused with majestic true qi, The Ling Li sword shadow was actually transformed into three, three into nine, nine into twenty-seven, and after just a few breaths, there were hundreds of sword shadows in the void.
"One gas and three clearances!"
The same move, in the hands of Qiu Chuji, was a hundred times stronger than what Zhao Zhijing had done before!
Only to see the dense sword shadows fill the void, and the sharp sword qi roared out, rubbing the air into a series of frightening snorts.
"Demon Dao, look at the sword!"
The surface of the hill was as heavy as water, holding a sword and stabbing, and hundreds of sword shadows swept towards Su Liu like a storm.
Looking at the roaring sword qi storm, Su Liu's sword eyebrows were raised, and there seemed to be a cold lightning flash in his eyes
"Yes, this trick is quite interesting!"
Before the words could be heard, everyone present could only hear a dragon-like sword sound, and a red-gold streamer of light seemed to appear as if a divine dragon had suddenly appeared, roaring out from the sword sheath behind Su Liu, and the scorching sword light spread instantly.
"But that's about it!"
In the midst of the light laughter, a red-gold sword light like a long rainbow roared out, and the blazing sword light instantly tore through the long sky, and the golden rainbow light surged like an ocean wave, and the sword qi where it passed was long and indestructible
With just one sword, it stirred up hundreds of sword rays of the Qiu Chu Ji in a silent and silent way!
Qiu Zhiji didn't even react, only to feel that his eyes lit up, and the blazing sunlight seemed to flicker in front of him.
He subconsciously closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that Su Liu's figure had dissipated in front of everyone.
Only a long whistle of Qingyue echoed leisurely on the Zhongnan Mountain.
"In the eight hundred autumns of the cultivation years, I have never flown a sword to take a human head!"
"Haha, if Er waits for courage, he will come to the Chongyang Palace to fight with the poor Dao!"
Following the sound, I saw that Su Liu's figure had already swept away like a white cloud, heading straight for the towering Dao Palace on the top of the mountain.
Looking at the figure that was drifting away, Quanzhen Qizi glanced at each other, looked at each other without a word, and could only sigh a long time, and then each of them performed light feats and rushed towards the Chongyang Palace.