The power of nothingness rolled out from the endless void, and all accumulated in front of the Yizi Sword. The sword in the stone carries the power of thought and goes toward the Maoshan Master in front of him. Wherever he passes, a deep scratch immediately explodes on the floor tiles on the ground, deep and heavy. The flying sword in the stone seems to have transcended the limit of human imagination. With the power of the sky, it flies in a flash and soon arrives in front of Tao Jinhong.

This sword is the last move that Huang Chenqujun relies on - Yizi Sword.

The sword became a word, and the whole person's spiritual will also turn into a sword light and flew forward. The sword was so sharp and sharp, as if he was working hard for this battle with his entire life.

No one knows how fast this sword is, at least I don't know, but the wind that caused it blew the two big flags and made a loud noise, as if a level 9 typhoon was about to come. I saw that the real person in Maoshan's head sect also showed a solemn look on his face. This seriousness was not revealed during the previous two moves. Obviously, even Tao Jinhong, who was respected as a great god, felt a little difficult to deal with this move.

The next moment, I saw that he did not tilt his head to avoid the sword light, but stretched out two fingers, waved his sleeves with his left hand to draw circles, and grabbed the sword light with his right hand straight.

The sword was so fast that it was hard to see with the naked eye, as if it was a ray of light. Can he catch it?

Even if he could catch it, could he withstand the sword force that carried all the power of Huang Chenqujun's mind, and ensured that he would be subdued instead of slipping away, and he would be harmed by it?

At that moment, everyone had such a question in their hearts. However, when Tao Jinhong closed his fingers together and all the cold lights were closed, we finally got the answer - Maoshan is still the Maoshan, and the legendary Tao Jinhong would not be a new junior in the martial arts world who could challenge and win the battle. Tao Jinhong steadily grabbed the round and smooth tip of the sword in the stone sword, and because the tail carried huge power, it could not move forward. It could only shake left and right, swaying greatly, making a "buzz, buzz, buzz" sound. When people heard the ears, they felt numb all over and goose bumps.

Just this sound alone can make people feel uncomfortable all over, not to mention the power contained on it. When everyone looked at the real person in the head of the sect again, they only had respect in their eyes except admiration.

Wherever the sword passed, the deep sword mark appeared hideously on the square, which was very amazing.

As the person involved, Tao Jinhong was not as relaxed as we saw. After more than a minute of the buzzing sound, he stopped. Holding the sword, he finally put away the previous slight contempt, looked at the opponent in front of him, and said: "Yes, there are talents in the country, and a generation of new people have changed. After the Maoshan Sect has been closed for fifteen years, the world has changed its appearance. There are not many people in the world who can play swords to your level. No wonder they dare to come and challenge me. Little brother, we already have many things to play with, but today is the day when my Maoshan reopens the mountain gate. Let's talk about it later. How about you?"

After saying this, the head sect's real person threw the sword in his hand back, regardless of whether the other party agreed or not.

No matter where you are, people with real abilities are worthy of respect, even a guy like the Yizi Sword who only has a string in his mind and is silly rushing out.

Of course, what is the mind of Yizijian in his heart? No one can tell me except Liu Laosan. A person who can only practice this kind of skills may have shortcomings, but he is not a fool. He knew that the big man on the other side was compassionate and had a high level of Taoism, so he would not care about him. He subconsciously glanced at Liu Laosan. Liu Laosan turned his head like a ghost and did not dare to look at him. Sure enough, the trick here was really related to Liu Laosan.

After not getting a prompt, Yizijian bowed to Tao Jinhong and said, "The real person is indeed the rumor of the world. He has the cultivation of the mysterious and has the means of heaven. It is the honor of my Yizijian to fight you today. I have a happy life and I will never regret it anymore!"

He laughed three times, turned around and strode towards the foot of the mountain. Everyone around him was attracted by the power of his sword just now, and no one dared to come forward to stop him. Even the leader of the capital who had stopped him before, after seeing Mr. Huang's face repeatedly, could only swallow this breath, which made people help the frightened Cadre Gu up, and then smiled awkwardly at the people of Maoshan, saying, "Everyone, I'm sorry, it's all our defense work that has not been done well, which has made the real person embarrassed."

He wanted to take on a big bag, but Tao Zhenren didn't care. He waved his hand and said calmly: "Maoshan has not been out of the world for a long time. Many people in the world want to see if we, who were the magnificent ears of the Taoist sect, could continue to move forward? Moreover, the little brother Mazi just came here just by someone, and his essence is not bad."

When he said this, he glanced at Liu Laosan with a faint look, meaningful.

I stood next to that guy Liu Laosan, and I didn't feel anything, but he felt like he fell into an ice cave. His whole face turned pale and his lips turned purple. I don't know if it was Tao Zhenren who put pressure on Liu Laosan from time to time or if he was guilty. Fortunately, Tao Zhenren did not intend to pursue Liu Laosan seriously, but instead spoke with the leader a few more words.

However, it can be seen that Tao Zhenren seemed not eager to deal with such bureaucratic scenes. After a little chat, he settled the officials and turned around and sang to the hundreds of people around him, saying, "Today's good day, there is no need to worry about it here. Maoshan has been closed for fifteen years and has not preached for a long time, and talents have withered. Now that the gate of the mountain is open, it is better to choose a day than to meet the day. I saw that there are many people coming this time, so it is better to do this. All lay Buddhists who are willing to join Maoshan, as long as they are under the age of 20, can raise their hands and walk to the square. Perhaps everyone will have a fate."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd of people who had already seen each other rushed towards the middle of the square like a tide. It turned out that the reason why these people gathered here was to worship Maoshan.

In this surging crowd, I saw Xiao Yan, a fairy girl. She was held by a middle-aged man with a serious face. The man was very capable. Others squeezed forward one after another, but no one could get close to him. Anyone who wanted to break in would fall to the side for no reason. I was thinking about something. If the situation was really as I guessed, then he might be Xiao Dapao’s old man, and Xiao Yan was the well-behaved and cute little girl that Xiao Dapao had always mentioned to me.

There shouldn’t be many people in the Xiao family in Jurong who can be called this name. The world is so big and so small.

Xiaoyan and the middle-aged man who should be her father walked all the way to the square, but were stopped by one of the Yellow Turban Strongmen. To be precise, Xiao's father was stopped. Walking further in, it was the center of the square. Only those who participated in the apprenticeship of Maoshan were allowed to enter. No one over twenty years old could move forward. Xiao's father obviously knew about this. He patted Xiaoyan on the shoulder and tried hard to squeeze out a smile on his face, while Xiaoyan seemed a little heavy, turned around innocently and looked at his father.

The two looked at each other, but I was in the distance, and inexplicably felt that Xiaoyan seemed to glance at me. This glance made me feel eager all over, and I couldn't help but stand up and walked towards the field.

At this moment, Liu Laosan had quietly walked away. However, just after I took two steps, Ding San stopped me and shouted at me: "Erdan, there is a little chaos over there. Shentou asked me to ask you to go over and maintain order..."

He shouted loudly, but I ignored it, as if I was crazy, and went straight forward. Ding San saw that I ignored him, and was a little anxious. He grabbed my arm and shouted loudly: "What are you doing? You have a job, why are you going there to see the fun?" I was pulled by Ding San and looked in the direction he pointed. It turned out that someone was over 20 years old, but he insisted on walking into the venue and blocked the wet man. It was a big fuss for a while, and Shen Chong, Dai Qiaojie and others were dealing with it there.

I didn't care about this, glanced at it, and turned around. I saw Xiaoyan had already walked in and sat down in the field of dozens of people. I pushed Ding San away and shouted at him: "Fuck it a mess, I want to join Maoshan."

Yes, I want to join Maoshan, I want to be with that girl named Xiaoyan. Even if I can take a look at her every day, I will feel so happy.

Even if it's just a glance.

Nothing can stop it.

Ding San was pushed to the ground by me, looking at me running forward with a look of surprise. After a while, he shouted angrily: "Chen Erdan, are you fucking crazy?"

I ignored him and felt that joining Maoshan was what I wanted to do most at this moment. I also pushed the crowd away and ran forward. Ding San chased me and pulled me. However, when he arrived at the sidelines, he was twenty years old and was stopped by the Yellow Turban Strongman. He didn't give up and shouted loudly at the Yellow Turban Strongman: "That boy is our worker's words, not to come to learn the Tao!" However, the Yellow Turban Strongman's face was like gold foil, and it seemed that it was not a living thing. He ignored him at all. He stopped him, but let me go straight in and come to the center of the field.

At this moment, there were nearly fifty people in the inner room, some young people about the same age as me, as young men and girls as young as a young man, and some boys only six or seven years old, looking out with panic on their faces, trying to find their relatives in the crowd.

Xiaoyan was also a little nervous. When she looked around, she saw that I had come straight to her and sat down. She was also happy, with a smile on her face and greeted me, "Are you here?"

I nodded and tried hard to squeeze out a nice smile: "Yes, I'm here to accompany you."
Chapter completed!