Immortal Cultivation Game Realization: Give me ten consecutive draws at the beginning

Chapter 88 1v5?

The Chunyang Palace has closed its mountain gate for hundreds of years. Although it is far away from the secular world, its legends still remain in the rivers and lakes.

The reason is also very simple, Chunyang Palace is famous for its Pure Yang Qi Dao, which is inherited from the orthodox Taoist sect, derived from the Golden Light Mantra, and has added many sword skills such as Yujianshu.

Relying on his attainments in talisman and swordsmanship, Chunyang Palace opened its gates and recruited disciples from all over the world, and finally gained more than ten thousand disciples.

Even after Chunyang Palace escaped the world, its sect's reputation still resounded throughout Quyang City, and ordinary small sects would not dare to provoke them.

It's just that today is obviously a little unusual.

The sky is clear and the horizon is endless.

Above the vast and lonely peak, there was only a loud "bang" from the thunder, and a cloud of dust broke through the fog, and the ground trembled and the mountains shook for several miles!

Such a big movement, not to mention the immortal cultivation powers of Chunyang Palace who have been cultivating for many years, even ordinary people can hear it clearly with their ears.

Not long after, hundreds of streamers of light flashed across the sky, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of people came with swords and asked loudly.

"Who dares to cause trouble in front of my Chunyang Palace Mountain Gate!"

"..."

No one answered in the dust, and after a while, the hundreds of mountain patrolling disciples were surprised to find that after the dust cleared, it turned out that the gate archway of Chunyang Palace was smashed to the ground!

Smashing the mountain gate is tantamount to digging up someone's ancestral grave, the disciples of Chunyang Palace were immediately excited, some looked around for the villain who destroyed the mountain gate, while others rushed to report to the elders of the various peaks.

Aside from the hustle and bustle of the crowd, a man in black walked along the mountain path silently, and soon appeared in front of a large hall.

"...Wen Dao Hall."

Looking at the familiar hall, Zhou Cheng frowned slightly, and wanted to turn around and leave, but after a second thought, he went straight in.

The hall is empty, just like when I first came here.

Chunyang Palace has closed the mountain gate for many years, and there are almost no missions communicated among the teachers, so most of the disciples in the sect practice in seclusion and do not ask about the affairs of the sect.

In Wendao Hall, after the incense table at the head of the hall, the old man whom he met a few days ago raised his head and glanced at Zhou Cheng who walked in.

"I didn't expect to see you in just a few days, and you have improved so much. It really surprised the old man."

Zhou Cheng had no intention of joking, and said directly, "You people from Chunyang Palace robbed me."

"What do you mean?" The old man was a little surprised.

Zhou Cheng could see that he didn't seem to know about Daji, but someone had to explain this matter.

That day in the crypt in the food street, Sun Jueao just mentioned something casually, so Zhou Cheng didn't know who from Chunyang Palace took Daji away.

Although he vaguely felt that this matter had something to do with Kuang Xinyuan, but right now he couldn't find anyone for a while, so he simply asked whoever he caught.

The old man in the hall seemed to have thought of something while being astonished, looked at Zhou Cheng, and said.

"Young man, did you cause the commotion outside?"

"it's me."

"The old man is considered a good material when he sees you. If you cut off your arm today, let's forget about it."

These words were extremely domineering, but the expression on the old man's face was quite flat, as if Zhou Cheng had given him enough face by cutting off his own arm.

It is true that this Chunyang Palace has established a sect for many years, not to mention its reputation outside, and the more than ten thousand disciples in the sect have so many tongues.If Zhou Cheng had cut off the gate archway of Chunyang Palace today, he would have left Shi Shiran in the end.

The reputation of Chunyang Palace for so many years may have lost more than half.

It's a pity that Zhou Cheng didn't intend to reason when he came here today.

Immortal Execution Sword rises in response to the recitation, red flames rise from it, and hangs by his side with a "Xu".

Seeing his posture, the old man couldn't help but sneered.

"Good boy, no one has dared to use force in my Wendao Palace in the past hundred years!"

Zhou Cheng was indifferent and speechless, he raised his hand and pinched his sword, and at the same time exerted force with his feet, and sprinted away!

Since it is destined to use a knife, let's use this old man to practice!

Seeing that he dared to make a move, the old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and he didn't even get up from sitting behind the incense table, he just picked up the pen, ink and book on the table with his fingers.

Immediately, I saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone flying in mid-air, as if it was the momentum of the sword!
This trick can be regarded as the old man's little show of skill. The secret of controlling the sword lies in concentration and concentration. Most people can only use one flying sword at the same time at most.But now this old man casually picks up the Four Treasures of the Study, and the power of his objects and thoughts can be said to be extremely terrifying!
It's just that Zhou Cheng's Zhuxian Great Sword is also a magic weapon. Although it is not called a magic weapon, it is also refined through the great power of cultivating immortals.

As soon as the confrontation took place, the old man realized that Zhou Chengyu's Great Sword of Immortal Execution had some tricks, but he wanted to beat Zhou Cheng, so he naturally didn't want to lose face. Covered in the mid-air pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

With the blessing of the old man's true energy, these ordinary items turned out to be as hard as iron, no matter how much Zhu Xian's great sword swung them, they couldn't be broken.

Gradually, on the scene, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone held up by the old man pinching his fingers actually gained the upper hand.

Seeing this, Zhou Cheng frowned secretly, saying that it was no surprise at all.After all, from the moment he came to this Pure Yang Palace, he had already realized that what awaited him would be a tough battle.

"Town!" Without waiting for Zhou Cheng to think too much, he only heard the old man yell softly, and while pinching his breath, he saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone wrapped in golden light surrounding the great sword of Zhu Xian!
Accompanied by his pinching and guiding, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were divided into four directions, and they rushed towards Zhu Xian's great sword in unison!
With the sword in mind, Zhou Cheng knew that the situation was not good, but he was still in a daze at the critical moment, and had no intention of trying to save him.

When the old man had a thought, he used his pen, ink, paper and inkstone to knock down Zhu Xian's great sword to the ground, and he couldn't help saying proudly.

"Young man, as the saying goes, a mountain is still as high as a mountain, today I will let you open your eyes!"

Before he finished speaking, the old man raised his hand and cast a Dao formula, and the writing brush in the sky revealed a sharp golden light for no reason. It was obviously just a sparse and ordinary object, but at this moment it was like a sharp magic weapon!
"break!"

Hearing the old man's loud and soft shout, he pinched his breath, and saw the brush wrapped in golden light exuding a sharp golden light, aiming at Zhou Cheng's Zhu Xian great sword and stabbing it!
This writing brush embellished with golden awns is already a magic weapon, and its vigor is unstoppable. If it hits with one blow, the great sword of Zhu Xian will be cut into two pieces directly!
The old man seemed easy-going with his words, but in fact he didn't spare any room in his actions. He even wanted to cut off Zhou Cheng's Zhu Xian great sword!

(End of this chapter)