The understanding is incredible: In the beginning, I was invited to pick up the Yihua Palace.

silence.

There was silence.

On the huge Wudang Mountain, there was silence, and you could hear a needle drop.

Everyone was dumbfounded and froze on the spot, looking at the huge ruins in the distance. Their mouths were so dry that they couldn't even speak.

Even famous figures such as Zhang Sanfeng and Wang Chongyang looked moved, their eyes were full of disbelief, and their bodies could not help but tremble slightly.

Just now, under the witness of countless people, Sihanfei, Eighth Master Ba, and Mu Daoren, masters of the immortal realm in the three continents, were brutally killed by Ji Changan, and were even directly crushed into ashes!

This shocking scene almost made everyone present unable to believe their eyes, and even thought that what they had just experienced was just a bizarre and weird dream.

There are three land gods!

He was actually killed by one person!

Including the previous Ning Daoqi, in just one day, this Ji Immortal Demon actually killed four masters of the Land God Realm!

Such brilliant achievements, let alone the current martial arts world, can be regarded as unique even if we look at the world for a hundred years!

Today's battle, once word spreads, will definitely cause a sensation in the world of martial arts!

This... is this a mortal?!

Even the gods and Buddhas in the heavens are probably no more than this!

At this moment, countless human eyes were focused on that ethereal and fairy-like figure in white. They felt dazzled and unbelievable. It was really unimaginable that there were such immortal figures in the world!

"Won, really won!"

Wang Chongyang punched hard, looking a bit like an old man going crazy when he was a teenager, and said with emotion:

"As expected of a little devil, the move just now was no worse than the ice lotus he sent out on Zhongnan Mountain. It is really hard to imagine how many great magical powers he still hides in his body!

Zhang Sanfeng on the side was stroking his long beard lightly, his eyes full of disbelief. After staring at Ji Changan for a long time, he suddenly looked at the statue of Emperor Zhenwu enshrined in the Zhenwu Hall and murmured to himself :

"This person should only exist in heaven, and is rare to see in the human world!"

"Even if Emperor Zhenwu is reincarnated, I'm afraid it's nothing more than this!"

Behind the two of them, Master Fei Xuan Su clasped her hands tightly, a hint of joy quietly emerged in her beautiful eyes, she lightly pursed her red lips, revealed a rare bright smile, and murmured;

"He really won! Ah Qing on the side smiled brightly, waved his fist slightly, and said proudly:

"Of course!"

"Brother Ji is invincible!"

Above the eaves.

Wanwan was also jumping for joy, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise, she held her cheeks and sighed:

"Oh my God!"

"He won. He actually won. He single-handedly killed three powerful land gods. Master, did you see it? he......He is too awesome!!!"

Zhu Yuyan also looked dazed, her phoenix eyes full of disbelief, and she murmured softly:

"It's unimaginable that at his age, he could possess such magical powers. They said that guy back then was extremely talented, but compared with this one, what does a mere evil king mean?"

"If we can get his help, why worry about not being able to unify the Demon Sect?"

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuyan strengthened her inner determination, subconsciously looked at Wanwan aside, and a touching smile appeared on her lips.

"Good disciple, since you admire him so much, then my master will lend you a helping hand and send you to him. Maybe the two of you will fall in love over time and accomplish something good......."

Compared to the Wudang side.

On the other side, among the Mongolian army, there was an extremely miserable doomsday scene.

"What! ?"

"The emperor lost? How.....So possible! ?"

"step! I saw it, both the Imperial Master and the Emperor......They all died at the hands of that monster!"

"Devil, he must be a devil, otherwise how could he defeat the combined efforts of the Imperial Master and the Prince!!!"

In the army formation, a richly dressed young Prince Meng Yuan was riding on a horse. His eyes were full of horror, as if he was crazy, and he roared loudly:

"impossible!!!"

"My imperial uncle is our number one warrior in the Meng Yuan Dynasty, blessed by the Immortal God, and an invincible general. How could he be defeated!!!"

"That's nonsense. The entire army listened to my orders and pulled out all the artillery pieces. They blasted this bullshit Wudang Mountain into pieces along with that devil!!!!"

After Sihanfei's death, Meng Ge, the second son of Emperor Meng Yuan who followed him out for training, became the supreme commander of this army!

And under the blow of Si Hanfei's death, this noble Meng Yuan The young prince seemed to have fallen into madness.

He drew out the scimitar from his waist and directly hacked to death the two guards who were blocking him. Then he took the blood-stained scimitar and roared at the remaining army:

"Everyone, obey my orders!!!"

"Otherwise, when I go back and report to Father Ming, I will chop off all of your heads!!!"

Under Meng Ge's order, the remaining Meng Yuan cavalry had no choice but to line up the eighteen artillery pieces hidden in the military formation one by one, with the muzzles pointing directly at Ji Changan and the Zhenwu Hall behind him!

"Damn it——"

"What are those Mengyuan people going to do! ?"

Zhang Sanfeng was the first to notice the abnormality of the Mengyuan people, his eyes suddenly changed, and he exclaimed subconsciously. Wang Chongyang on the side changed his expression even more after seeing the heavy cannons, and his eyes actually revealed With a bit of shock, he shouted loudly:

"not good——"

"This is the heavy artillery of the Mongolian people. They are about to fire. Everyone, disperse quickly!!!!"

Wang Chongyang once led the rebel army against the Jin people and saw the power of artillery on the battlefield.

Even an ordinary grand master would have difficulty resisting it!

Once the artillery falls, the place will definitely be filled with blood, and it is very likely to even be destroyed. It’s a ruin! As soon as Wang Chongyang’s words came out, everyone present knew the seriousness of the matter and immediately panicked. They were all like ants on a hot pot, looking confused and at a loss.

And at this moment, one A crisp and delicate voice suddenly rang out

"Don't panic, everyone! With Brother Ji here, those people's cannons can't hit him!"

In an instant, everyone present was shocked. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound. After seeing Ah Qing, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"This girl, who was with Ji Xianmo just now, should be his confidante!"

"Great, with her here, she shouldn't be able to watch the Meng Yuan people destroy this power, right?"

"What a blessing!"

"This time there is finally help!!!"

This was the first time in Ah Qing's life that so many people were looking at him. Not only did he lower his head shyly, but a touching blush appeared on his pretty face as fair as jade, but he felt sweet in his heart.

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have that kind of relationship with Brother Ji!"

On the other side.

Meng Ge's eyes were red, and he was roaring and giving orders.

"fire!!!"

"Kill this devil to pieces!!!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

As thunder rang out, a total of eighteen of the most advanced artillery fired together, and balls of fireballs streaked across like meteors from the sky. In mid-air, he went straight towards the Zhenwu Hall and fell.

Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward, stretched out both palms, and drew a huge Tai Chi diagram.

Wang Chongyang was not to be outdone, he pulled out his long sword, stepped on the steps of the Big Dipper, and stood in front of everyone..

However, perhaps today's limelight is destined to miss these two.

Just as the artillery fire passed through the air, a figure in white and broad robes was already standing quietly in the void like a god and demon, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the wilderness..The next moment, night falls.

Along with the turbulent blue sea and the sparkling waves, a bright moon rises slowly, casting a holy silver glow. Ji Changan, bathed in the moonlight, is as holy as a fairy and as majestic as a god or demon.

The rising moon in the sea reappears in different phases!

The reason why I have been using the Mahavairocana Sutra before is more to try out the moves.

But now that this magical skill has been basically perfected, Ji Changan no longer sticks to the moves and chooses to use He used the more skilled Taiyin Mingyu Skill.

And once he took action, it was a big killing move like the rising moon in the sea!

Looking at the cannon fire that suddenly fell like a meteor, Ji Changan's eyes were indifferent, without a trace of fear, and he slowly raised his head Just press your slender white palm forward gently, and spit out a word lightly in your mouth

"Certainly."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the bright moon hanging high in the sky turning slowly. The moonlight was falling like water, exuding endless cold air, and almost instantly fixed the dozens of falling artillery fire in mid-air. Immediately he fell to the ground.

This miraculous and miraculous scene shocked everyone.[]

Whether on the Mongolian or Yuan side, or on the Han side, countless people opened their mouths, stared, and trembled with fear, unable to even utter a complete sentence.

This...isn't this a move that a mortal can perform?!

Zhang Sanfeng almost pulled off his beard, his eyes almost popped out, and he said in a trembling voice;

"Fellow Chongyang Taoist, were you defeated by this move that day?!"

Wang Chongyang sighed, and said with pride and some bitterness:

"Pretty much, this move is a precursor, and the subsequent method is the real magical method. When I think about it now, my scalp is still numb and my whole body is trembling......."

On the other side, even though it is the Mongolian cavalry, which has always been known for its bravery and fearlessness.

At this moment, after seeing the divine moon above his head, with his feet on the blue sea, like a god and demon, he fell into unprecedented panic and defeat.

"No...impossible, how is this possible!!!"

"Not a human being, he is not a human being at all!!"

"Devil! If he lives forever in heaven, he must be the devil in hell!!"

"Even the Imperial Master and the Emperor died in his hands. How could we be his opponents? Run away!!!"

"escape!! Run away quickly, let’s run away quickly——"

This time, even Meng Ge’s machete and riding crop could not stop the frightened Meng Yuan army.

"Cowards, a bunch of cowards!!!"

"You are not worthy of being a warrior of the Immortal Heaven!!!"

And just as Brother Meng was cursing angrily, there was suddenly a faint whisper like a judgment between heaven and earth.

"I originally didn't want to kill any more people, but unfortunately, you have to seek your own death."

"Then I will help you!"

The moment the words fell, countless sword sounds suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

"This is......what happened! ?"

"My sword!!!"

"Hey - why did you fly out by yourself!!!"

Many Wudang disciples present, as well as people from the martial arts community who came to pay their respects, suddenly noticed that the swords around their waists began to tremble for no reason.

"The sword comes——"

And at this moment, there was a clear shout from the sky.

The entire Wudang seemed to have thousands of swords roaring in unison, and then hundreds of swords flew into the air as if they had been summoned.

Even the Zhenwu Sword that Zhang Sanfeng had worn for many years, the Se Kong Sword carried by Master Fei Xuan, and even the Yitian Sword in the hands of Master Miejie were no exception, rushing towards the sky and whizzing away.

Whoosh!!!

In an instant, hundreds of long swords shot out rapidly, covering the sky and covering the earth. The fierce and domineering sword light filled the sky, and the sword energy was even more powerful, as if it was going to soar into the sky.

"this......What exactly is going on! ?"

The Seven Heroes of Wudang were stunned, with confusion written all over their faces. Looking at the long swords in the sky, they felt as if they were in a dream, unbelievable.

Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a moment, and then said:

"If the old Taoist guessed correctly, this should still be Ji Xiaoyou's method!"

"That's right! Wang

Chongyang on the side sighed softly and said quietly:

"What you may not know is that in addition to the divine power that can control the sun and the moon, this little devil is also a legendary swordsman who can control flying swords through the air. When he came to my Zhongnan Mountain that day, It’s the sword that flies into the sky!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was horrified again and again.

Sword Immortal?

Flying Sword?

Aren't these things supposed to be magical magic that can only be found in legends!?

How come they actually exist?

And at this moment, The number of long swords suspended in mid-air has reached thousands, almost all Wudang swords have been gathered in one place.

Ji Changan stepped on the colorful sword light, and there were thousands of flying swords beside him Surrounded by it, it is like the god in the sword, exuding an endless majesty that is superior to all living beings.

"Not bad!"

"After condensing my spiritual consciousness and creating the third level of the Void Sword Control Sutra, I was finally able to achieve this effect similar to that of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect!"

Ji Changan smiled slightly, with a hint of satisfaction at the corner of his mouth. Then he looked down at the Meng Yuan army below, his eyes gradually became colder, and he murmured to himself:

"Killing one person is considered a crime, killing ten thousand people is considered a hero. If you slaughter nine million, you will be the hero among the heroes."

"Today, you should keep your life on Wudang Mountain!"

After saying that, Ji Changan waved his hand, and thousands of flying swords floating around him suddenly fell like drizzle, reflecting a seemingly endless sword light.

This day is destined to be recorded in the history of the world.

The ninth day of April , there was a swordsman in white, who roared loudly in Wudang, calling thousands of swords to come, and slaughtered three thousand Meng Yuan cavalry, begging for the god in the sword!.