Qi Xianxia's momentum has reached the highest level since he practiced swordsmanship.
But at this moment when purple thunder exploded in the sky.
He was still affected after all, and his peak momentum was directly reduced.
But it was too late for him to make adjustments, so he could only bite the bullet and strike out with the sword.
Qi Xianxia saw the peach wood sword in his hand being thrown into the sky with one hand, and the sword was pointed directly at Zi Lei.
Almost at the same time, the moment the Taomu Sword soared into the air, the countless invisible swords that had been deployed around him seemed to be moved throughout his body.
They all flew into the sky with the Taomu Sword.
Everyone widened their eyes and saw a shocking scene.
One sword starts and a hundred swords accomplish it!
Qi Xianxia is indeed known as being one-third of Lu Zu's sword embryo.
This sword actually broke through the limit of his current Vajra realm, and already reached the Zhixuan level of swordsmanship.
Taking the peach wood sword as a guide, countless sword gangs advanced layer by layer, attached to the left and right sides of the peach wood sword.
It directly turned into a giant sword that was more than ten feet in the air, and directly collided with the sky-shaking purple thunder that struck down directly.
It was like the great bell of heaven and earth being hit at the top of Wudang Mountain.
There were pilgrims offering incense on other peaks. They all reacted with shock and raised their eyes to the main peak of Wudang in horror.
That brilliant scene fully blossomed.
The purple thunder completely exploded into fireworks that filled the sky, extremely gorgeous.
The most powerful sword thrown by Qi Xianxia, the Taomu Sword, was directly annihilated in the purple thunder, and the remaining sword gangs that followed turned into a ripple of clear water in the void, surging towards the four-height wasteland.
Slowly disappearing between heaven and earth.
The two completely offset each other.
This sword is a draw.
"I accepted your sword, how about it? Do you want to draw the sword?"
After Qi Xianxia threw the most powerful sword again, his face was already as pale as paper, and his whole body was in a mess.
Obviously, he no longer has the strength to fight.
But he still looked at Wu Changqing stubbornly.
Signaling Wu Changqing to draw his sword.
He Qi Xianxia deserves your sword!
The status between the two has long been unknowingly, with Wu Changqing occupying an absolutely high position.
And Qi Xianxia became the challenger to Wu Changqing, who was in a high position.
"What a joke."
"This is just a sword."
Wu Changqing's smile.
Qi Xianxia couldn't help but change his expression completely, and everyone present foreshadowed something bad.
Even Wudang leader Wang Zhonglou, Law Enforcement Hall elder Chen Yu and others stood up with solemn expressions and looked up at the sky.
The power of God never dissipates, and there is a back-up plan!
as expected.
Originally, everyone had already lost Wu Changqing's sword.
But then, an even more horrifying scene exploded in the sky.
Boom! Boom!
Purple thunder suddenly appeared in the sky, like countless pythons entrenched in the sky, moving wildly.
Turn the blue sky into purple thunder prison.
Qi Xianxia slumped on the ground with a look of despair, no longer looking at the strange sight of purple thunder in the sky.
If there were countless purple thunders coming down, how could he resist them?
He lost miserably.
The kendo that he had always been proud of in his heart suddenly appeared small cracks at this moment.
Click!
Another purple thunder struck down in the air, and everyone thought that Qi Xianxia would be killed by this purple thunder.
The young Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain were all dumbfounded and extremely anxious.
On the contrary, the elders of Longhu Mountain sighed one by one and sat back on their chairs.
When the purple thunder struck the main peak of Wudang.
After cutting a huge peach tree that had grown for three kilometers into two.
The sight of purple thunder in the sky disappeared directly...
There was absolutely no movement.
Qi Xianxia no longer thought about the reason at this moment, but walked around the crowd in a dim tone, not waiting for everyone to return together.
Then he walked down the mountain minding his own business.
"This Wu Changqing can't help but be incredibly talented, and his exquisite thinking can't help but amaze people."
"The power of this last thunder is far less than one percent of the previous one. I think this trail is just used to split peach trees and make thunder trees."
"But it was the last straw that broke Qi Xianxia's sword heart."
Heavenly Master Zhao Xichuan looked at this scene and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
He motioned with his eyes to an Elder Longhu beside him, asking him to comfort Qi Xianxia and explain to him the purpose of the last thunder.
See if you can keep the opponent's broken sword heart alive.
However, most likely it won’t work.
"Master, I see that most of the peach wood swords used by the Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain are better than those in Wudang Mountain."
"Now, let's take the opportunity to compete and build a pure thunder tree for us. Such a big thunder tree."
"Enough to make forty-five mahogany swords."
Wu Changqing ignored Qi Xianxia, who looked like a lost dog, and retracted his hands into his sleeves with a smile on his face.
As he spoke, he nudged the huge peach tree with his chin.
Only then did all the Taoist priests suddenly realize.
Only then did he realize that the sword strike just now was the last one.
The last purple thunder was just to use the remaining power of thunder that day to gather some wool.
Wang Zhonglou's whole face almost turned into an old chrysanthemum with laughter.
Wu Changqing's actions were too embarrassing for Wudang Mountain.
This could not help but completely defeat Longhu Mountain’s arrogance this time, and also removed Longhu Mountain’s reputation as the “Ancestral Court of Taoism”.
This completely opened up the momentum for the rise of Wudang Mountain.
The Taoists from Longhu Mountain were so arrogant and arrogant when they arrived, but now they looked downcast and downcast.
"Hahaha, now that the juniors have finished discussing the truth."
"Let's go, everyone, it's time for us older generations to discuss our progress this year."
Chen Yuchang, the elder of the Punishment Hall, smiled heartily and slapped his thigh, making an inviting gesture to everyone in Longhu Mountain.
The elders of Longhu Mountain, headed by Heavenly Master Zhao Xichuan, walked towards the back mountain of the main peak angrily.
When passing by the complacent Chen Yu, there was Elder Longhu who didn't forget to blow his beard and glared.
"Chen Yu, what are you proud of? Your Wudang Mountain has been blessed for thousands of years, and finally finding a good seedling is your blessing."
"But it's too early for you, an old man, to be happy. Come on, let's go to the back mountain. I'll show you the real swordsmanship of Longhu Mountain!"
Chen Yu didn't make a fuss after hearing this.
He looked at Wu Changqing and winked, as if to say, "You've been in the limelight, now it's up to the senior brothers."
Wu Changqing smiled and shook his head.
Now Chen Yu and other elders have all successfully entered Dahuangting.
Especially the Alchemy Elder Song Zhiming, who has already broken through to the Celestial Realm, and it is nothing if he has passed two moves with the Celestial Master Zhao Xi.
The junior competition is over and Wudang Mountain is completed.
Could it be that by competing with the older generation, they, Longhu Mountain, could take advantage?
"Hey you."
"Go and bring me some sweet well water to quench my thirst."
Wu Changqing walked to the earthen wall, looked at Ziyi who was still stunned, and ordered softly.
