Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! At the critical moment, Zhang Qianlei flicked his sleeves and seven small swords flew out.
These small swords were the disposable flying swords made by Jiang Tian. They could kill a helicopter and penetrate a battleship.
However, Zhang Qianlei treated them as treasures and refined them into miniature versions that were easier to carry around.
Once the small swords were thrown out, they immediately turned into four-inch long swords and were extremely sharp. The Thunder Palm inlaid on them let out tens of thousands of lightning bolts.
The seven long swords were like thunder dragons emerging from the sea, shaking the void as they charged toward Chen Anping with an indomitable will.
Rumble!
There were a series of explosions.
The Spirit Turtle and Black Snake's light was immediately shattered by the lightning and couldn't be reformed in a short time.
Chen Anping's heart was alarmed. He used the ancient Wudang footwork, the Big Dipper Steps, and retreated quickly.
Suddenly, blood spurted out and he let out a scream. One of the flying swords had cut his shoulder.
The wound was so deep that his bones could be seen. His body was also charred by the lightning and his hair stood up like a broom.
Zhang Qianlei stood proudly in the void, unscathed. His azure robe was dusty and he obviously still had energy left.
After one blow, the winner was decided!
"Zhang Qianlei is so powerful! He can even break the Xuan Wu Seal of the Sect Master! "
"That sword flashing with lightning … It's terrifying!"
Many Wudang disciples suddenly felt as if their parents had died. They secretly complained in their hearts, and their morale plummeted.
"Flying swords! When did you master the Flying Sword Art? "
Seeing that there were actually a few cracks on the seal, Chen Anping's heart skipped a beat and he became flustered and exasperated.
Although he had already become a half-step Human Immortal and his body was strong enough to withstand the lightning, the damage to his Spirit Treasure was a loss he couldn't bear.
The Flying Sword Art had been cut off after the Ming Dynasty. Rumor had it that only Kunlun still had this secret art.
The Heavenly Master Sect had always been good at Thunder Arts and didn't know anything about flying swords. When did he learn such a powerful skill?
"Old Jiang gave it to me! How is it? It's good, right? Let's go! "
At this time, the seven flying swords had already returned to his hand. Zhang Qianlei made a hand seal and was about to attack again.
"Wait!"
Chen Anping didn't panic. Instead, a trace of ruthlessness flashed across his face and he sneered.
"Zhang Qianlei, you and I are both old monsters who have lived for over a hundred years. No one is a fool! "
"My painstaking plan was to kill Kang Tae-chu. If I didn't have a hundred percent confidence, do you think I would even think about it? "
"Shriek —!"
In the depths of the sea of clouds, an eagle's cry suddenly rang out. It was resounding and sharp, and it shot straight into the clouds.
Subsequently, the sea of clouds roiled and surged uneasily like tidewater, and then it gradually dispersed.
A huge black eagle with a wingspan of more than ten meters glided out like a cloud in the sky.
An old man stood on the rock-like back of the eagle.
This old man's hair and beard were all white. He wore a long green robe, but his aura was heavy and vast like ten thousand mountains. He carried a curved blade on his back.
"Hmm? Situ Yuanluo, the leader of the Hong Sect! "
When they saw this, some older generation figures were alarmed. Their faces were filled with shock, as if they had seen a ghost.
"Amitayus Buddha, I didn't expect Brother Situ to still be as elegant as ever even after a few decades!"
Master Wuchen of the Jin Gang Temple chanted the name of Buddha. He lowered his head, put his palms together, and bowed slightly to show the highest respect for the visitor.
"I didn't know that Sect Leader Chen had such a powerful trump card. He has already reached the Mortal Deity level. With him around, our trip here was in vain!"
Gong Yile, the Sect Leader of the Nine-story Pagoda, let out a wry smile and shook his head.
His tone was sour, with three parts jealousy, three parts fear, three parts indignation, and one part respect.
Many years ago, the Hong Sect supported Sun Wen, while the Nine-story Pagoda supported the traitor Wang Jingwei. They belonged to different factions and viewed each other as enemies.
However, Gong Yile was no match for Situ Yuanluo.
He had thought that he would be able to defeat Situ Yuanluo after a few decades of hard work. However, to his surprise, Situ Yuanluo's power was even more powerful than his.
"He is the Ancestral Master of the Hong Sect?"
Jiang Tian's eyes narrowed as he looked at the old man standing on the giant eagle. A probing look flashed in his eyes.
The old man looked very much like the Divine Soul Avatar of the Hong Sect's Ancestral Master that Jiang Tian had met on Big Turtle Island.
However, the Divine Soul Avatar looked like a young Confucian scholar, while the old man looked like an old man.
"No! The Ancestral Master of the Hong Sect was Situ Xiao of the Qing Dynasty. He was the founder of the Hong Sect. "
Zhang Qianlei's face darkened when he saw Situ Yuanhao. He sent a message to Jiang Tian using his soul energy.
"This Situ Yuanhao is Situ Xiao's distant nephew. He is also his disciple."
"After that, the Hong Sect expanded overseas and became known as the Global Hong Sect. The Hong Sect that stayed in Hua Xia was known as the Mainland Hong Sect or the Chinese Hong Sect. Situ Yuanhao is the leader of the Chinese Hong Sect. "
"However, this young man is not to be underestimated. I heard that he has inherited eighty percent of Situ Xiao's knowledge. He had reached the Half Step to Immortal State in the 1940s. Ye Tianren had tried to hunt him down three times, but he managed to escape each time."
"I see! This young man is a Mortal Deity! I don't think you can do it! "
Jiang Tian reminded Zhang Qianlei.
"He is a Mortal Deity! I think the Ancestral Master of the Hong Sect is already an Earth Level Deity! "Zhang Qianlei's face darkened.
Meanwhile, Situ Yuanhao's black eagle had landed on the roof of a large hall.
He dismounted from the back of the eagle and linked his hands behind his back. He looked at Zhang Qianlei and said with a cold smile.
"Brother Qianlei, congratulations on becoming a Half Step to Mortal Deity."
"However, you should change your temper. You don't look like a Daoist Master. What a joke! "
"Stop bluffing. What kind of Daoist Master are you?" Zhang Qianlei retorted.
"Idiot!"
Situ Yuanhao's face darkened and he said coldly.
"Jiang Taichu and his disciples have repeatedly committed heinous crimes. They killed Situ Jie and Madam Ye Xuan. Their crimes are truly unforgivable. You are helping a tiger do evil by associating with him, casting pearls before swine! "
Chen Anping's confidence was boosted by Situ Yuanhao's arrival. He was a real Mortal Deity!
He laughed complacently and said, "That's right.
"Zhang Qianlei, you have made a grave mistake. But since we are both disciples of the Hua Xia Taoist Sect, I will spare your life if you surrender now!"
"Zhang Qianlei, don't think that you can use your flying swords as your trump card! Mr. Situ can break your flying swords with ease! "
Gong Yile also shook his head disdainfully.
"Yeah, Zhang Qianlei, are those flying swords your trump card?" Wu Chen said sarcastically.
Zhang Qianlei was a Half Step to Mortal Deity and was not easy to kill.
However, there was a Mortal Deity, a Half Step to Mortal Deity and two Immortal State Warriors.
Even if Kang Tae-chu was here, he might not be able to defeat them.
Zhang Qianlei was only a Half Step to Mortal Deity.
If everyone worked together, they would be able to take him out in fifteen minutes.
"His trump card is me!"
Suddenly, Jiang Tian shouted and took a step forward.
Then, in front of everyone's shocked eyes, Jiang Tian ascended to the sky step by step as if he was stepping on an invisible ladder.
"This … this … this …"
Seeing this, many disciples of Wu Dang Sect were shocked.
"An expert!"
He Hongchen, Superman Li, Wan Qili and the other secular people were also shocked and could not believe it.
They did not expect that this ordinary-looking young man, who should be Elder Tang's guard, was an Immortal State Warrior.
"I am Kang Tae-chu, the Sect Master of the Taiqing Sect overseas. Nice to meet you!"
Jiang Tian walked in the air with his hands behind his back and said coldly.
"You are Kang Tae-chu!"
Suddenly, Chen Anping, Situ Yuanhao, Gong Yile and Wu Chen's faces changed drastically and their eyes were filled with fear.
"He is here. After all, I am still in his heart …"
Tang Linglong looked at Jiang Tian in the sky and her body shook violently. Tears welled up in her eyes.
Her heart was filled with tenderness and she felt that it would be worth it even if she were to die.
Everyone was stunned for half a minute. Chen Anping's face changed a few times before he came to his senses.
"Brother Jiang, I am sorry that I did not welcome you earlier."
He cupped his fist and bowed. Then, he flicked his sleeve and asked with a cold look in his eyes.
"Your disciple Tang Linglong hid her identity and secretly learned from Wu Dang Sect. She is unforgivable. You must be the one who arranged this. You are a Grandmaster after all. Don't you feel ashamed to play such dirty tricks? "
"Wu Dang Sect's Dharma Spells are rubbish. Even if she is my disciple, I wouldn't care about it."
Jiang Tian flicked his sleeve and said with a disdainful smile.
"Tang Linglong is willing to become a disciple of Wu Dang Sect. It is your fortune to learn from each other and improve your cultivation. Why are you still grumbling here? You're so insensible! "
"Kang Tae-chu, you really don't know what's good for you."
"The Ancient Wu Dang Sect's Dharma Spells were passed down from Zhenwu Great Emperor. They are so mysterious that you have no right to comment on them."
Elder Du Feixiang of Wu Dang Sect pointed at Jiang Tian and shouted.
"Shut up!"
"This is a conversation between our Sect Masters. Who do you think you are to interrupt?"
Jiang Tian raised his hand and shot out a ray of Finger Aura.
The ray of Finger Aura was golden and was engraved with countless Dharma Inscriptions. It was deadly and could absorb Blood Essence and Divine Soul. It could kill a Half Step Immortal State Warrior instantly.
Sure enough, Du Feixiang didn't even have time to react before his head exploded. Red and white matter sprayed all over the ground.
"What …"
"That's too cruel!"
"He is so powerful!"
Many Wudang disciples and martial artists cried out in alarm when they saw this, as if they had seen a ghost.
Du Feixiang was an elder of Wu Dang Sect. He was powerful enough to withstand the attacks of machine guns and cannonballs.
If they were in the secular world, they would be able to dominate a region. They could even become the leader of the Huaxia Dragon Group and be relied on by the country.
However, he was killed by Chen Fan with a single finger.
He Hongchen, Wan Qili and the other mortals were scared out of their wits. They trembled and broke out in cold sweat.
As for the Malaysian noblewoman, she was so scared that she screamed and peed on the spot.
Just now on the Golden Cup Carriage, they repeatedly disrespected Jiang Tian and Zhang Qianlei.
Fortunately, Chen Fan's target was Wu Dang Sect. Otherwise, they would have died. They had just brushed shoulders with the Grim Reaper.
"You! Kang Tae-chu, you are too arrogant. How dare you kill someone in front of the Wu Dang Sect? You have gone too far! "
Chen Anping was so angry that his body trembled and he felt like his lungs were about to explode.
Jiang Tian's behavior was a slap to the face of Wu Dang Sect.
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