The Era of National Martial Arts in the City

Chapter 71 Bald donkey, what nonsense!

This is an aged Taoist priest.

Worn-out robes, mottled rusty swords.

Everything is so inconspicuous.

But no one dares to underestimate this person.

Regardless of anything else, just because he could stand by Zhang Sanfeng’s side was enough to say everything.

Of course, others may not be able to see the depth of this old way, but Xu Xiaoran’s feelings are very strong.

Just because, he practiced swords.

From this old way, Xu Xiaoran felt a terrifying sword intent that was extremely deep.

This is a swordsman.

There are many cultivators who practice swords, but there are very few pure swordsmen.

Just like Zhang Sanfeng and Ling Donglai in the field, they all practice swords, swordsmanship can also be said to be earth-shattering, and there is also the existence of sword intent on their bodies, but they are more Dao Yun.

Everyone in the audience was speculating about the identity of Lao Dao, but apparently they did not find any answers.

At this moment, the voice of the old way came out slowly, hoarse and dry, but it swept through the venue like a hurricane.

“Old Dao’s surname is Gu!”

“Buzz ————”

“Last name Gu?”

“Oh my God, is he a Gu Daoist.”

“Bashan Gu Daoren, he is still alive?”

“Shhhh

Xu Xiaoran was also shocked when he heard this name, Bashan Gu Daoren, a legendary swordsman, was mentioned many times in the ancient dragon book, but never appeared.

The reason why Bashan Gu Daoren has the prefix of Bashan in front of it is because his sword reed was built in Bashan, and later founded the Bashan Sword School.

However, decades ago, Gu Daoren left Bashan and traveled the world, the fairy wizard was faint, and even rumors in the rivers and lakes that Gu Daoren was already sitting in a certain place.

Unexpectedly, today he actually appeared in Wudang Mountain.

“It turned out to be a Gu Daoist, a poor monk who was polite.” Almost everyone in the audience saluted at the same time, because the generation of Gu Daoist was quite high in martial arts.

However, at this time, the expressions of the people watching the excitement in the venue were a little strange, and the situation in the field was quite delicate now.

Originally, the Buddha Gate was powerful, but with the appearance of Ling Donglai Gu Daoist, there was a change, it seems that although the Buddha Gate’s move was abrupt, the Daomen was not unresponsive.

However, some people with hearts can see that in the field, Wudang still has to be in the inferiority, not to mention others, that is, the masters who rushed in, there are only three people in the Daomen, but the Buddha Gate has five ah, although the two of the heavenly monks and the Dini work together, it is only equivalent to one, but this extra one is fully capable of crushing Wudang.

“I won’t really care about fighting, this level of fighting, I’m afraid the entire Wudang Mountain will be razed to the ground.” One said worriedly.

Not to mention everyone’s thoughts, the six people in the air were opposite each other, well, there were more than six people at this time, because the Heavenly Monk and the Dini also appeared here.

The eight people were facing each other, but they were all quiet, and they all seemed to be scrupulous.

But at this time, Gu Daoren spoke directly, and his hoarse voice suddenly came out: “Bald donkeys, if you want to fight, you can fight, the old way does not have time to stare at you.” ”

Gu Daoren raised his foot forward, and in his originally cloudy eyes, the essence light suddenly soared.

The monstrous sword intent that was originally hidden in the body burst out, rolling towards the few people in front of them like a terrifying wave.

Jun asked that the return date was not yet due, and the night rain in Bashan rose in the autumn pool, why should he cut the western window candles together, but said that when it rained at night in Bashan.

At the moment of Gu Daoren’s attack, the entire Wudang Mountain seemed to change a scene, and everyone seemed to change the venue in an instant, and this was no longer Wudang Mountain, but the rainy Ba Mountain at night.

However, at this time, it is completely different from the Bashan verse in everyone’s impression, the night rain is long, it should be a gentle and gentle scene, and the return wind dancing willow sword created by Gu Daoren is also a set of sword techniques like a spring breeze.

But at this time, the artistic conception that erupted from Gu Daoren’s body was completely different, not a gentle wind, let alone a drizzle, but a violent storm and stormy waves.

“Shhhh

“It is rumored that Gu Daoren was hot-tempered back then, and never delayed, but I didn’t expect that after so many years, his old man was still so direct.” This is an old man with gray hair, when he was a child, the prestige of Gu Daoist was resounding in Kyushu.

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The earth-shattering sword intent directly wrapped all the five people on the opposite side, without the slightest politeness or fear.

“Hey, the old man is so bold.”

“Amitabha!”

Several Buddhist trumpets sounded, and behind several old monks, the vision that had disappeared before reappeared, blocking Gu Daoren’s fierce sword intent.

“Senior Gu, please also regret the wrath of thunder for the time being!” One of the monks from Shaolin spoke up.

“Less come to this set, you bald donkeys come all the way over, won’t you come to chat? Since you are determined to find trouble, what is there to say, you should fight. Gu Daoren did not have the slightest politeness and directly interrupted the other party’s words.

This is not reckless, but a swordsman like Gu Daoren has never been, nor does he disdain to engage in any politeness, the swordsman’s life has always been rather straight in the middle, not to the curve, the road ahead is thorny, but a sword is just a sword.

“Amitabha.” Several monks are also helpless to chant the Buddha trumpet.

However, the performance of several monks is not exactly like this, mood and anger are not colorful, and naturally there are also short-tempered, such as Cihang Jingzhai’s Dini.

“Hit it, hit it!” For Gu Daoren’s performance, Di Ni was extremely angry in his heart, and directly rushed towards Gu Daoren.

Since Di Ni has already started, the Heavenly Monk naturally quickly followed, otherwise, Di Ni alone would probably just go up to deliver the dishes.

For Gu Daoren’s sudden move, Zhang Sanfeng and Ling Donglai were not the slightest annoyed, originally today’s things were destined to be unkind.

The two took a step forward, their breath was emerging, and they faintly blocked the three old monks.

Ling Donglai’s body did not have the slightest vision appeared, he stood alone like that, but in the eyes of everyone, this voice was incomparably tall, as if it came out of ancient times, and a single figure was enough to suppress heaven and earth.

And Zhang Sanfeng’s performance is different, behind him, the mighty purple qi stretches for nearly a thousand miles, and above his head, a huge Taiji pattern covers the entire Wudang Mountain, and in the purple qi, the figures of the huge Xuan turtle and the dragon snake are constantly churning.

The two faced each other’s three old monks, but they did not flinch in the slightest, and their breath did not fall into the slightest downwind.

Resolutely, crisply, without the slightest delay.

This is also related to the personalities of the three of them.

The experience of Zhang Sanfeng and the other three was completely different from that of the monk on the other side.

When Zhang Sanfeng was a teenager, he was expelled from the Shaolin Temple, and then broke into the rivers and lakes alone, Ling Donglai was also a teenager who practiced martial arts, and turned to fight thousands of miles, Gu Daoist was a swordsman, and naturally fought for a lifetime in order to seek swordsmanship.

Almost all of these three people have fought all the way to this realm, and the heart of martial arts is absolutely strong, even if they face no matter how strong and many enemies they are, I am afraid they will not retreat.

To be honest, if Zhang Sanfeng hadn’t been dragged down by the Wudang faction below, I’m afraid he wouldn’t have asked for help at all.

Of course, without the existence of the Wudang Sect, the Buddhist Sect would never dare to provoke Zhang Sanfeng and provoke such a powerful lone traveler, no sect would do such a stupid thing.

Speaking of which, although the three of them belong to the Taoist, but when they dig deeper, they are not the same as people like Wang Chongyang, Wang Chongyang seeks the Dao, so he is not keen on fighting, but they seek martial arts, the road of martial arts, is originally a conquest all the way.

There is no high or low between the two, but the mind is different.

With Gu Daoren’s move, the field seemed to instantly enter a hot state, and a shocking battle seemed to be predictable.

Everyone in the audience had different expressions on their faces, some fear, some expectation, some excitement, or joy.

For example, Shaolin and other Buddhist monks, they have a smile on their faces, because in their opinion, their Buddhist sect still has the upper hand in the scene.

But just when Xuanci and the others were extremely happy in their hearts, a laughing voice came slowly, and in an instant, their smiling expressions froze.

“Junbao, Zhang Junbao, hahaha, brother, I’m here to help you hold up the field!”