Usually, in the eyes of secular people, they are lofty immortals.

But at this moment, when that sudden shock passed by, my liver and gallbladder were split instantly.

The deer-cutting knife in Zhao Yu's hand can hurt the luck that he has accumulated for countless years, but it is still difficult to destroy him both physically and mentally.

At the very least, even if Zhao Yu holds a deer-cutting knife now, he still can't do it.

But that flash of surprise was different...

The fairy who could crush the ant to death at a glance suddenly took a step back after the sudden appearance of the giant ant.

"You're thinking of leaving now? Is it a little late?"

Zhang Laodao woke up on Xiaolian Peak and looked up at the sky with a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

"Master!!"

The moment Zhang Laodao opened his eyes, the pressure that was everywhere around him, like a mountain, instantly dissipated.

Jiang Yuyan and Erha were naturally able to take a breather.

But just when Zhang Laodao forced the immortal back with a sword, Jiang Yuyan, who had just recovered, was shocked and pale.

Although the immortal was afraid of Zhang Laodao, he never reduced his murderous intention towards Zhao Yu.

A mere mortal like an ant, he was defeated one after another.

If Zhao Yu doesn't die, he will give birth to inner demons.

So no matter what, Zhao Yu must die today!

The immortal was afraid of Zhang Laodao's sword, but when he turned back to Tianmen, he reached out his hand and picked up the fallen Zhao Yu again.

"No problem!"

Zhang Laodao raised his head slowly and turned to look to the northeast.

A long sword with a simple shape streaked across the sky like a stream of light, heading straight for the open heavenly gate above the nine heavens.

The immortal rushed to Tianmen, only to find a simple long sword hovering in front of him, lying between him and Tianmen.

True sword!!

"If you kill the immortal, you are not afraid of divine punishment from heaven?!"

The immortal lowered his head and roared angrily at the Little Lotus Peak under the sea of ​​clouds.

Kill the immortal?

Hearing the roar coming from the sky, Zhang Laodao curled his lips in disdain, but everyone else in Wudang Mountain was confused.

Is this old immortal from Wudang Mountain so advanced that he can even intercept and kill immortals?!

"God's punishment?"

Zhang Laodao chuckled, and then whispered to himself: "These days...are all gods so shameless?"

If others don’t understand, why doesn’t Zhang Laodao understand it himself?

In the eyes of everyone in front of them, this incomparable immortal is just a small role in guiding people.

Can his loss lead to divine punishment?

I bother!

Besides, Lao Niubi has no intention of ascending to immortality, he is afraid of him!

Above the nine heavens, the immortal is in a dilemma.

Behind him are Lu Zuliu and Wudang’s Zhenshan peach wood sword.

In front of him is Zhang Laodao's century-old Zhenwu Sword.

None of them can be handled by the little fairy who greets and sends them off like him!

Buzz buzz...

Before the immortal could speak again, the sick sword in front of him trembled for a while, and then the blade swung straight towards the immortal's eyebrows.

He led the immortal to take a step back, and the divine whip in his hand swayed with endless golden light.

However, the golden light emitted by this divine whip quickly dissipated under the Zhenwu Sword, just like the first snow meeting the warm sun.

"What the hell..."

Zhao Yu, who was captured in the palm of his hand by the immortal, gritted his teeth and thought.

Lifting the vaginal legs worked instantly, and the immortal's body was covered with golden light.

The paralyzing effect of lifting the vaginal legs is almost negligible for an immortal.

Of course, this is ignored when the immortal faces a fool like Zhao Yu.

But at this moment, what lies in front of the immortal is Zhang Laodao's Zhenwu Sword, which has returned from a hundred years of wandering!

The blade of the sword instantly pierced the immortal's forehead.

In the blink of an eye, a brocade of flowers appeared half a foot above the immortal's head, disappearing into nothingness.

The two swords met and shuttled back and forth on the immortal's huge body.

As the sword energy raged, the golden light around the immortal also quickly dissipated.

And Zhao Yu was not idle either. He concentrated on the near future and took turns with his feet, kicking the immortal down from the sky step by step.

On this day, everyone on Wudang Mountain saw the scene of hair and bones being damaged.

According to legend, the immortal who roamed freely between heaven and earth and had endless blessings and longevity was kicked down from the sky by a madman in his twenties.

The key is that the area where this lunatic settled is really a bit dirty!

On this day, an immortal in Wudang Mountain fell, and the world was shocked!

…

Seven days later, in a Zen room on the top of Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Laodao looked at Zhao Yu who had almost recovered and was amazed.

This guy's talent looks ordinary to Sheila, but his fate is really tough!

After a few days, except for some inconvenience in my legs and feet, the acupoints all over my body have recovered as before.

"Are you really willing to give it up?"

Looking at Zhang Laodao in front of him, Zhao Yu still can't believe it even now when he mentioned this.

After cultivating Taoism and becoming an immortal, he saw the immortal way right in front of him, but this old Taoist priest was not moved at all.

"That's what you said..."

Zhang Laodao looked at Zhao Yu and said disdainfully: "Then when we were outside Tianmen, you were only one step away from Tianmen, why didn't you go?!"

"I?"

Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, and then he shook his head like a rattle and said: "I have such little ability, why don't I just wait to be tortured?"

"Old Taoist, don't you have the same thoughts as me?"

Having said this, Zhao Yu seemed to know the reason why the old Taoist did not want to ascend.

"Ah……"

Zhang Laodao chuckled lightly, and then said in a calm tone: "Pindao has been invincible on earth for a hundred years, but he will probably be the same in heaven."

"cut!"

Zhao Yu curled his lips, otherwise everyone would say that this veteran is a fool! I have never seen such a boastful person!

"The old Taoist priest has lived for a hundred years, and it is only today that he understands that her lifelong wish is not empty talk.

When it comes to martial arts in the world, there is no way to escape killing, let alone affecting innocent people.

The world's social system is discussed to the extreme, but it is only a blessing for one family, what benefit does it have to the common people?

The people's livelihood in the world is nothing more than firewood, rice, oil and salt, and their lives depend on something..."

…

The old Taoist priest's eyes gradually became distracted, and he said something that Zhao Yu couldn't understand.

After a while, just when Zhao Yu was about to fall asleep, the old Taoist priest stopped mumbling.

"After all, the old Taoist priest is just an ordinary person with a mortal body and endless desires. I will give this incense to you!"

Zhang Laodao, whose face was gradually withered, stretched out his withered arm and touched Erha's forehead with an abrupt hand.

Lines of pure internal energy surged out, accompanied by mysterious fluctuations, and entered the acupoints and veins all over Erha's body.

"What is this for?"

Zhao Yu looked curiously at the old Taoist priest who pointed at Erha, and asked in confusion.

"Enlightenment..."

Jiang Yuyan's journey along the way had consumed seven or eighty-eight percent of her inner energy, but the complexities involved could be seen at a glance.

"No, this..."

Zhao Yu looked at Erha who was surging with energy and almost stuttered when he spoke!

You see, this kid looks like a fool. How come all the benefits you gained from Baal went into this kid's pocket?
Chapter completed!