This man wore a purple gold crown, a seven-star sword in his hand, and a Taoist robe. He was the Taoist Shi Yan of Wudang.

"It's you again." Li Yang frowned, thinking to himself, why is there such a stinky Taoist priest everywhere.

Taoist Shi Yan naturally heard the disgust in Li Yang's words, but he would not leave here just because Li Yang was disgusted with him.

Dayi said with sternness: "Please follow me back so that I can give an explanation to the dead head of Emei and elder."

Li Yang's eyebrows moved, "Was the elder dead?"

He remembered that the elder was angry when he ran away.

Taoist Shi Yan nodded and expressed his affirmation, there was nothing to hide.

"I deserve it even if I die. I have no right or wrong at the age of a man." Although Li Yang was not gloating, he had nothing to say.

Taoist Shi Yan couldn't help but angrily, "Since a man is dead, why bother to speak rudely again? Well, I have nothing to say with you. If you know each other, I will abandon the sword and bind yourself."

"It's another one that made me surrender." Li Yang sneered.

Seeing that Li Yang had no intention of surrendering, Taoist Shi Yan snorted coldly: "Do you think that you can defeat the Emei Sect and the heroes of the world with your own strength?"

Li Yang did not answer and asked back: "You like to meddle in other people's business so much. Have you ever thought that this is causing trouble?"

This disaster obviously refers to himself.

"Ha, you really respect yourself." Taoist Shi Yan snorted.

It is true that Li Yang showed strong force in the battle with Dugu Yihe, but no matter how strong he was, he was just a person after all, and no one would think that Li Yang's personal power could compete with the collective power of Emei and the various factions.

"Wrong, it's not that I think of myself, but that you think of yourself too much." Li Yang grinned, revealing his white teeth.

"I don't know how much worse you are than Mu Dao Ren."

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional. This immediately hits the pain point of Taoist Shi Yan.

"I am also a thief in Wudang. I can speak all the same things as you, a thief!!" Taoist Shi Yan, who was originally righteous, jumped up instantly, pulled out the Seven-Star Sword, and attacked Li Yang.

Such a big reaction?

Obviously, Li Yang didn't expect it either.

The reason why he mentioned Mu Taoist was purely because Mu Taoist Wudang was too famous. Whether at the moment or from the perspective of a time traveler, Shi Yan, the head of Li Yang, had no impression of Li Yang's memory, and was the kind of person who lived in the lines.

But Li Yang did not dare to underestimate him.

How bad can a person who can become the head of Wudang?

This cautious attitude made Li Yang take a more conservative response when facing Taoist Shi Yan who was attacking the sword and flew away.

During the retreat, the whole person was still facing Taoist Shi Yan, staring at his person, staring at his sword, and while retreating, he observed Taoist Shi Yan's sword skills.

"Hmph, since you want to see, I will let you take a good look at the exquisiteness of my Wudang sword technique." Taoist Shi Yan saw through Li Yang's intention at first sight and snorted coldly. He immediately used Wudang sword technique in a scattered manner, without any concern that Li Yang would observe anything.

Wudang Sword Technique has been through a hundred years and has been tempered for thousands of years. If it were so easy to see through, Wudang would have been swallowed up by other sects long ago.

Li Yang did not say anything, but continued to look back and observe.

In this way, dozens of moves passed in a blink of an eye.

"The Wudang Sword Technique is well-known." Even Li Yang had to admit it in his heart.

Obviously, he did not see the flaws in his swordsmanship.

But Li Yang seemed more calm and confident.

Because the sword technique has no flaws, there are those who use the sword.

"Dang." Li Yang suddenly set out his sword and fought with the sword attacked by Taoist Shi Yan.

Taoist Shi Yan was shocked and thought Li Yang was finally going to do his best, but he heard:

"I thought the new Wudang leader would have great skills, but I didn't expect it to be so unbearable. I really don't know what Wudang is thinking. If he doesn't choose Mu Dao Ren, who has higher martial arts skills, higher prestige and greater seniority, is he blind?"

Li Yang first discussed Shi Yan Taoist's character, then shook his head and sighed, as if he felt that it was not worth it for Wudang to choose Mu Taoist as the head.

"What do you know again!!" Taoist Shi Yan could no longer listen and shouted loudly, the sword became even more powerful, as if he was about to interrupt Li Yang's words.

Li Yang said more.

"Mu Dao Ren is old and virtuous, has great martial arts skills, and is admired by people all over the world. Which aspect is not better than you?"

"Or, Wu Dang was confused when he took office as the head of the sect?"

"Or, what methods did you use and what connections did you rely on to get the position of the head of the sect?"

...Li Yang's words were actually better than the Feihong sword in his hand. The sword stabbed Shi Yan in the heart. If he wanted to use words as a sword, Li Yang would definitely be qualified to compete for the throne of the world.

"Shut up!"

Taoist Shi Yan was furious, and he took action more urgently and his sword was more fierce. The Wudang sword technique, which was originally erotic, was now like the "nameless claw technique" used by a shrew when fighting. It was fast and fierce, and was ruthless. He was talking to others: he was scratching...

Of course, it is obviously inappropriate to compare Taoist Shi Yan to a shrew, but it is appropriate to compare it to a wounded and fierce beast. Of course, he was not physically injured, but in his heart, he seemed to have suffered ten thousand critical strikes.

The dignified Wudang leader, just this is the mentality?

It’s not that he has a bad mentality, but that he is really too sensitive to the topic of the head and Mu Taoist.

Originally, Taoist Shi Yan respected Taoist Mu very much. After all, Taoist Mu was the most powerful master in the world and his uncle, but he was his good uncle. He opposed his successor to the fact that he took over as the head of the sect and supported Shi He.

Who is Shihe?

Who doesn’t know that Shi He is Mu Taoist’s favorite disciple? It’s too obvious that you support him as the head, right? Moreover, Shi He is like a verbal worm on weekdays, obeying Mu Taoist. If Shi He becomes the head, the power of Wudang will not fall into the hands of you Mu Taoist?

How could this be like a respected elder who should do what he should do?

What's more, Taoist Shi Yan asked himself that he had never offended Taoist Mu, but on the contrary, he respected him very much, and even had deep feelings like Shi He. After all, when he was a child, he was with Shi He, and was punished to stand behind Mu Taoist Mu and the teachers, stealing food in the kitchen, and one of the naughty boys who had tugged on the beard while the teachers were sleeping. Since childhood, he treated Taoist Mu like his family. He admired Taoist Mu's martial arts, demeanor, and his indifferent and clear-minded style from the bottom of his heart, thinking of him as a role model.

As a result, this elder, who had admired since childhood, was indifferent and conscious, and his uncle, who was like a family, shouted Shi He's name loudly when he was electing the head of the sect.

At that moment, Taoist Shi Yan felt anger in his heart as if he had been betrayed by his relatives, and also the pain of being stabbed by someone in his heart.

In the end, if it weren't for his master, Zhenren Mei, who dragged his sick body to speak out, the position of the leader would have been taken away by Taoist Mu.

"I'm obviously the leader!"

"I am the head of the sect, so why not?"

"What qualifications do you have to question me?!"

Taoist Shi Yan roared loudly, his face distorted, and the majesty of the leader was gone. A seven-star sword attacked like a fierce fire. He just wanted to quickly deal with Li Yang, a "heart-wrenching" evil thief, with the fastest and most ruthless attitude.

"Facts have proved that you are not a little worse than Taoist Mu." When Li Yang said this, he was not as calm as he was just now.

"You..."

Taoist Shi Yan was still angry and suddenly saw Li Yang's sword.

How could there be Li Yang's sword?

Taoist Shi Yan’s sword is like rain and fire, and it should be his sword in the sky.

Of course, it was because Taoist Shi Yan was unbalanced and his sword was too fast and fierce. He had already deviated from the Wudang sword technique and revealed loopholes.

The tip of the Feihong Sword in Li Yang's hand followed the loophole, as if passing through a small butterfly among the flowers, and flew to Taoist Shi Yan along the hole.

Continue to fly in.

"Thorn." Shi Yan Taoist's robe was broken, revealing his strong chest.

Li Yang stopped talking at this time and continued to fly in the tip of the sword.

The bronze skin was pierced by the tip of the sword.

Continue to fly in.

"Swish!" A sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a broad-sword sword sheath flew across the sky and hit the flying rainbow sword in Li Yang's hand.

With the sound of "nail", the sword edge of the Feihong Sword was knocked away a little, causing the sword that should have pierced into Taoist Shi Yan's chest to leave a shallow scratch on his chest.

The pain reminded Taoist Shi Yan. He immediately took the opportunity to take a few steps back, exited the sword edge of the Feihong Sword, and saved his life.

At the same time, he looked up in the direction of the sword sheath and saw who saved his life.

The man rushed over, his figure shaking, unable to see his face clearly, but he could hear it clearly:

"Brother Shi Yan, don't panic, I'm here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the man rushed to the scene.
Chapter completed!