Martial Cultivator

Sanxi Prefecture has been a sect for hundreds of years, and there have been countless amazing and talented Qi Refiners. It is precisely because of these Qi Refiners that Sanxi Prefecture has gradually grown from an unknown small Qi Refining Sect to what it is today. The leader of the Southern Qi Practitioners.

These qi masters who have left a profound mark on the history of Sanxi Prefecture will all have their memorial tablets set up and placed in this ancestral hall after becoming immortals.

Now that the Ancestral Master Hall was destroyed, these geniuses from past generations appeared again, and they all looked at the young martial artist in black shirt over there.

"You are so bold, you actually dare to destroy my Sanxi Mansion Patriarch Hall!"

A sound came down from the clouds like thunder. At the same time, there were thunders rolling in the clouds, and countless arcs of electricity spread.

One after another golden thunder rolled in the sea of ​​clouds, like one after another ferocious golden dragon, roaring non-stop.

The sky above the entire Sanxi Mansion is now filled with thunder.

Those sky thunders crisscrossed each other, as if they had formed a huge thunder net here at this moment. The scene seemed so vast that it would be absolutely difficult to find it in the world.

One of the tall figures walked out from among the many figures, stretched out a hand and reached into the sky. The thunder and lightning on the sky suddenly gathered towards him.

This was a sight that stunned everyone present.

And as those golden thunders fell into the world, the figure gradually became clear. It was a middle-aged man wearing a green robe, with a white face and no beard, and a purple gold crown on his head.

Looking at that person, not knowing who it was, he suddenly said, "This is... Master Yingshan?!"

Yingshan Zhenren?

Few monks today remember this name clearly, but for the lineage of Qi Refiners, these four words are an existence that can hardly be ignored.

Yingshan Zhenren was the master of a certain generation in Sanxi Mansion, and was the undisputed number one Qi practitioner at that time. He started practicing in Sanxi Mansion, and set foot in Wangyou in just a short period of time. After that, it only took him a few He reached the end of Wangyou at the age of 18 and became the number one genius among the Qi Refiners of that generation, even outside of the Qi Refiners.

Among the Qi Refiners of that generation, no one was higher than Master Yingshan. Among the Qi Refiners of the same generation, Master Yingshan was like a big mountain. Standing there, no one dared to say that he could climb over it.

Master Yingshan is proficient in almost all Qi Refiner's methods, and even developed several secret methods among the original Qi Refiner's secret methods.

In the history of the Qi Refiner lineage, he left a mark of great significance.

And here

Among the phantoms of the Qi Refiners from past dynasties, Master Yingshan stands out as the leader, taking the lead to take action, with great power.

More and more Sanxi Mansion disciples gathered and looked up at the lakeside, all with tears in their eyes.

Today may be the most difficult moment in the history of Sanxi Mansion, but at such a difficult moment, their teachers and ancestors did not sit idly by. Even though they were no longer in this world, they still stood up at this moment.

As for the young martial artist shrouded in thunder that day, he just pressed the hilt of his sword silently and kept looking at the Yingshan master who looked like the ancient thunder god at the moment.

Taoist monks are best at thunder techniques, but their methods seem to be different from those of Qi Refiners.

Chen Chao raised his head, and the thunder above his head had already illuminated the sky.

"You're already dead, why are you jumping out here?"

Chen Chao let out a filthy breath, and the lightning suddenly fell like a thunderstorm, completely engulfing the young warrior in front of him in an instant.

Everyone at the lakeside looked at the top of the mountain, their eyes widened. At this moment, the mountain peak where the Sanxifu Patriarch Hall was located was submerged in lightning. It was so powerful that no one present could escape from that terrifying power.

Liang Jinjin clenched his fists tightly, and his nails inadvertently penetrated into his flesh, and his hands were filled with blood in an instant.

But this woman seemed unaware of the pain and just stared at the mountain with worry in her eyes.

Zhuyue Zhenren had a panoramic view of this scene.

She already had some conclusions in her mind.

This scene lasted for about half a quarter of an hour. Zhang Nanting, who was already dying, was half-kneeling in the forest on the mountainside, muttering, "The ancestor appeared and killed the traitor..."

The words have not yet finished.

The lightning in the sky suddenly paused, and then a sword light that was more brilliant than the thunder suddenly bloomed on the top of the mountain. It was like a long, snow-white and golden line between heaven and earth, starting from the top of the mountain, and quickly began to pull the heaven and the earth.

The first thing to cut off was the lightning that had flooded the top of the mountain.

In the vast lightning, this long line was torn off instantly.

Divided into two, each does not know each other.

Master Yingshan, who was in the shadows all over the sky, suddenly frowned. Perhaps even he didn't expect it.

After the young man was submerged by the lightning that filled the sky, not only was there no body left, but he was also able to cut through the lightning.

As the thunder light was cut open, a black figure rose up from the gap. Perhaps it was too fast. When this black figure rose up from the ground, it also carried a piece of thunder light, which looked like a golden thread. ribbon.

But in fact, the lightning that had reacted was now chasing the black shadow rising from the ground.

Master Yingshan's expression remained unchanged, but his thoughts drove the golden light to follow the black figure, like a long golden dragon, opening its huge mouth to devour the black figure that kept rising into the sky.

But the young warrior who was blown by the strong wind held Yunni in his hand and just slashed towards the sky with a knife. The terrifying sword directly tore through the golden light, and then slashed several silent shadows along with it. open.

The thunder light behind him was chasing after him, but Chen Chao remained unmoved. After holding out the knife to shatter the thunder light that filled the sky, he turned around and killed Master Yingshan.

Master Yingshan's body remained motionless, but a strong wind suddenly rose up behind him and blew towards Chen Chao, causing Chen Chao's figure to sway in an instant.

Master Yingshan pulled out a willow leaf that he found somewhere out of the wind, and took a look at it.

One leaf blinds the eyes.

The scene in front of me suddenly changed. The sky and the earth began to lose color at this moment, turning from colorful to black and white.

Even the golden dragon that was chasing after him slowly changed from golden to black and white at this moment.

Chen Chao narrowed his eyes, turned around and slashed at the black dragon's head with his sword. With one strike, the majestic sword energy was like a surging river, flowing continuously.

In today's world, in terms of the abundance of Qi, I am afraid that no one in the younger generation can rival Chen Chao.

"You thief, trying to prove the Tao with force is nothing more than a small Taoist. Are you still trying to challenge the Tao of Heaven?!"

Master Yingshan narrowed his eyes and looked at the young martial artist in front of him. It is difficult to describe the monk's dislike for martial artists, but it is common. Facing the martial artist who has demolished the Sanxi Prefecture's ancestral hall, it is difficult for Master Yingshan to have any favorable impressions.

After Chen Chao chopped off the black dragon, he turned his head and let a strong wind blow his clothes loudly.

"When can you, a dead guy, say that you represent the way of heaven?"

Chen Chao snorted coldly, clenched Yunni tighter in his hands, and then mocked, "If you are really that great, how can you turn a blind eye?"

Watch me demolish your ancestral hall? "

"you……"

Master Yingshan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, "If I were still alive, how dare you, a vulgar warrior, be so arrogant?"

Chen Chao clicked his tongue and said, "Why, Wangyou is so arrogant at the end of his life? Who isn't?"

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In a black and white world, sound cannot be transmitted to the outside world, otherwise people's jaws will drop in shock after hearing this sentence.

Has this young warrior really reached the end of Wangyou?

"What is there to be afraid of, the martial artist at the end of Wangyou?!"

This time it was not Master Yingshan who spoke, but the other phantoms. Their voices were very messy. It was probably not just one person who spoke here.

Instead, several people were talking at the moment.

Chen Chao raised his head and just lost a word.

"oh."

After saying these words, Chen Chao's figure flashed past, and Master Yingshan's expression changed slightly, because at that moment, he could hardly notice Chen Chao's figure.

When he saw Chen Chao, he was already in front of him.

A flash of sword light arrived immediately.

Master Yingshan stepped back, and the sword light passed by, causing ripples in the black and white world.

However, Chen Chao, who had forced Yingshan Master back with a sword, did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him. Instead, he came to the numerous shadows and suddenly handed out a sword.

The terrifying sword light instantly wiped out a shadow.

Then countless black and white lines suddenly surged out in front of Chen Chao, wrapping around his wrist. However, before he could completely control Chen Chao, Chen Chao's other hand grabbed those lines, pulled hard, and directly stretched them out of the void. The line coming out is torn off.

Chen Chao had a cold face and chopped the faceless shadows into pieces one after another before Master Yingshan could react.

In the end, only Chen Chao and Master Yingshan were left in front of him.

"it's your turn."

Chen Chao glanced at the cloud mud in his hand. There was no blood on it, and the handle of the knife did not turn white.

"I went to Macau to save manuscripts. After I came back, a bunch of authors got the flu. It was really uncomfortable. I forced myself to write a chapter today. Of course, I promised to update it today, but I really didn't achieve it. I'm sorry, everyone. Be more tolerant, kneel down and thank me.”