During the whole night, the temperature of the water in the bathtub changed, sometimes extremely cold and sometimes boiling, like the test of ice and fire.

Under Lin Yang's protection, Jiang Wanling could tolerate it. The two of them took the priceless treasure Snow Toad Pill and could feel the fluctuations of their true energy in their bodies. Now they have practiced the Xuanyin True Sutra together and achieved amazing results.

Overnight, Lin Yang's skill broke through again and entered the sixth level of Wuzong.

Jiang Wanling also advanced to become the Emperor of Martial Arts. She was so excited that she hugged her lover in one go.

The two of them have no inches of body, especially Wanling is like a fairy in a bath, with white skin as snowy as she is, and extremely charming.

Lin Yang was full of energy, how could he bear it? He fell in love with Wanling and enjoyed it.

In the afternoon, Lin Yang took Wanling to the secret room. A large black stone was placed on the workbench, like a giant black gem. It was the Pluto Ink Crystal, which contained super energy.

Lin Yang opened the suitcase, took out the Netherworld War Clothes and placed it on it. The armor flashed and began to absorb energy, as if it was charging.

It seems that it is true that the Pluto Ink Crystal Stone can provide energy for the Netherworld War Clothes. Lin Yang finally felt relieved when he smiled. After all, he had to challenge Shaolin and Wudang next. With his own strength, he had to rely on the super attack power and defense system of the War Clothes to fight back.

However, Jiang Wanling caught her arm, and her bright eyes looked over and said worriedly: "Are you really going to Wudang and Shaolin? Listen to me, let's forget it.

These two sects are different. They are top-notch existences in the martial arts world, with a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and no one dares to provoke them for many years. You better not go. Can’t we live a stable life?"

Chu Chu's moving eyes and soft begging made Lin Yang feel confused. He wanted to agree to his lover and never ask about the affairs of the world and stay with each other forever.

But, after thinking about it, there are worlds where there are people, and even if you retreat, others may not let you go.

Lin Yang could only hug Wanling and said with a hard heart: "The six major sects are closely related. I have already kicked Emei, shook Kongtong, stepped on Kunlun, and destroyed Qingcheng. How could Shaolin and Wudang let me go? To this point, I have no way out."

Tears burst out from my eyes, and Jiang Wanling choked and said, "I'm very worried about you, for fear that you will be hurt..." Lin Yang gently stroked Wanling's hair and comforted softly: "Don't worry, after experiencing so many dangers, I've all been through it. Fortunately, I have the Netherworld War Clothes that can protect my life. For you, I will definitely come back.

Then, I will prepare for a grand wedding and marry you again, and we will never separate again."

Seeing that his lover had made up his mind, Jiang Wanling was helpless and had a thorny future, so she could only pray silently, hoping that the person she loved deeply could overcome all obstacles and return safely.

When Wanling heard that Lin Yang was about to remarry her, she felt extremely sweet in her heart and nodded gently, "Well, I'll wait for you to come back..." After some preparation, the next morning, nine helicopters took off from Phoenix Palace and embarked on the journey again.

In the morning, Lin Yang led more than 30 masters to the Wudang Sect and appeared in front of the mountain gate.

To be on the safe side, Lin Yang wore a Netherworld War Clothes inside and a black robe on the outside. Even so, the helmet connected to the War Clothes was still a bit abrupt and looked very mysterious.

This move alarmed many members of the Wudang Sect, ran out quickly, drew out the long sword, blocking Lin Yang and others' way.

The old man in the lead is one of the nine masters of Wudang and Chen Qiaosheng, who ranked eighth, asked with a gloomy face: "What should I do if the bold madman dares to be good at Wudang?"

As if it were the same, it was similar to other sects. Lin Yang was so tired of hearing it that he immediately curled his lips and said arrogantly: "In Lin Yang, I came to Wudang to challenge the leader Song Tianzhong to decide the outcome with him, it has nothing to do with you."

Chen Qiaosheng was furious and said sternly: "You are the one who you are. You don't think about how much you deserve. You dare to come to Wudang to provoke. Get out quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"presumptuous!"

The person who scolded him was not Lin Yang, but the green bat behind him suddenly rushed forward, his thin palms turned blue and black, bent into hooks, and grabbed at the other party violently, extremely fast.

After all, as one of Lin Yang's capable generals, Qingbat is extremely talented and often takes the precious spiritual medicine given by Lin Yang. It is already the second-level Wuzong's strength and should not be underestimated.

Chen Qiaosheng was shocked, responded quickly and tried his best to resist. Unexpectedly, he was slower and was scratched on his left shoulder, his clothes were torn, and five blood marks appeared, which made him extremely angry.

The green bat hit the attack and retreated. He was like the wind, and his light skills were unique in the world and his reputation was well-deserved.

"A bastard, I'm fighting with you!"

With the roar, Chen Qiaosheng rushed forward, trying to avenge his previous shame. After all, he could not come to Taiwan except for being ugly in front of everyone.

However, a majestic voice came from the courtyard, "Don't do it!"

He stopped his body and looked at the old man in the green robe opposite with fierce eyes, wishing he could tear him to pieces.

Qingfu's eyes were full of disdain and said gloomyly: "What do you think you are so powerful. To be honest, you are no match for me at all. Killing you will be like playing."

Many members of the Wudang Sect were all surprised. You should know that Chen Qiaosheng was one of the nine masters of Wudang. He had profound skills and was definitely a first-class master, but he was despised by one of Lin Yang's subordinates and was slightly injured. It was so evil! A group of people came out of the yard, and the leader was Song Tianzhong, the leader of Wudang, Song Yuzhu, and more than ten masters. They all glared at Lin Yang and had extremely strong aura.

Lin Yang sneered, "The main master finally appears, Master Song, it's been a long time since he was gone!"

Song Tianzhong looked at the other party, feeling deeply moved. Just such a fledgling boy was domineering and severely damaged the four major sects of Emei, Kongtong, Kunlun and Qingcheng. He was invincible. Now he has arrived in Wudang, which is extremely arrogant.

He said with a stern face: "Lin Yang, you are so brave. You dare to come to Wudang to cause trouble. Are you not afraid of going back and forth?"

Lin Yang raised his head and said proudly: "I know that Wudang is a holy land in the martial arts world. There are many experts. You have always been the only one who bullies others, and no one has ever dared to provoke you.

However, your Wudang Sect and several other sects attacked the Phoenix Palace, and the beam between us was completely formed.

I am not a coward, I will be revenged if I lose my life here, and I will have no regrets."

Song Tianzhong frowned and said angrily: "Since you are obsessed with it, don't blame me for bullying the younger generation."

Lin Yang snorted coldly: "Then please forgive me for being rude and challenge Master Song. If I lose, I am willing to let you deal with it. If I win, Wudang must apologize for your behavior and solemnly promise that he will not provoke Phoenix Palace again in the future."

Seeing that this kid really challenged the leader, many members of the Wudang Sect were very despised and felt that Lin Yang was purely seeking death and would never have a good end.

Song Tianzhong stared at the other party with a gloomy gaze. He looked at the black helmet of special material and felt a little weird. But then he thought that his true strength was enough to be arrogant in the martial arts world. There were only a few people in the world who could fight him, so he didn't care. Not to mention that you were wearing a helmet, even if you were cast with steel and iron, as long as I went out to find it, you would be broken into pieces.
Chapter completed!