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"Don't dare to kill?"

"Well, I dare not kill."

There was no wind on the mountain, and the suppressed sword energy made Xu Xiaolou very uncomfortable.

The green grass is swaying everywhere, not because of the wind, but because of the majestic sword energy.

Xu Xiaolou stared at the ancient sword Zhu Xian, as if aware of something, his heart moved slightly.

Chu Yiming, who was wearing blue clothes, suddenly laughed and said, "If he wanted to kill him, he would have killed him long ago."

"Between humans and monsters, where is there any mercy?"

"He hasn't killed a single person until now, so it naturally shows that he didn't dare to kill for some reason."

"But……"

Xu Xiaolou wanted to say that even if the other party didn't kill him now, if the time came, he would definitely kill him.

But Chu Yiming waved his hand and interrupted Xu Xiaolou's speech, "It's useless to talk more, wait."

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……

Outside the mountain gate.

Ying Long, who transformed into a middle-aged man, rushed into the formation again.

The formation was scattered, and the people who fell to the ground were sent to the mountain gate to lie down by Wang Ping using the power of the formation.

Most of the rest suffered minor internal injuries.

Wang Ping stood in the middle of the formation, rested for a while, and saw the middle-aged man rushing into the formation again, so he had to get up quickly and meet him.

"Made! How is he a dragon? How does he look like a dragon? He's just a loach!" One of the disciples said cursingly.

At the beginning, when they knew that the opponent they were going to face was a dragon, the disciples of Wudang Mountain were still a little flustered in their hearts, even though Uncle Wang Ping had already said that the dragon is a monster clan and a sworn enemy.However, due to an unknown reason, dragons have been mistaken for human totems for countless years, and they have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people...

It would be a lie to say that you are not afraid.

But what I didn't expect was that the opponent's way of fighting...was a bit shameless.

Just like what this disciple said, this is not a dragon, it is clearly a slippery loach!

"Uncle, he is planning to consume us alive!"

"Look, every time you rush out, he will hide away, and every time you come back, he will rush in to attack..."

"This kind of shameless style of play clearly shows that you can't get too far away from the formation!"

"Uh, I suddenly remembered a TV series I watched before, in which there was a battle between a turtle and a snake... This guy is either a loach or a tortoise, definitely not a dragon!"

The Wudang Mountain disciple who spoke was named Wang Jianxiang. He was originally a lay disciple, but because of his outstanding talent, he was accepted into the inner sect and taught the Wudang Mountain Cultivation Technique.

Sure enough, as if to confirm his statement, Wang Ping rushed in with the mahogany sword in his hand, but just pierced a powerful sword light, the middle-aged man immediately dodged and flew back several hundred meters away.

The sword light shot out on the bluestone ground, and a large pit appeared.

But Ying Long was smiling all over his face, standing where he was and looking at Wang Ping with provocative eyes.

"Of course I know, but what can I do now?" Wang Ping flew back into the formation, smiling wryly.

Wang Jianxiang hurried forward to help.

He found that the aura in this uncle's body was very disordered, and he just got closer to him, and he felt a sharp sword energy shooting around him...

The sword energy was very chaotic, even on the verge of losing control.

Wang Ping explained: "At most ten minutes more, my body will no longer be able to hold the aura of the Qijue Formation. At that time, you will notice that something is wrong, and you must leave the formation as soon as possible. The farther away from me, the better, because After I die, these sword qi will not be under my control, and they will attack regardless of the enemy..."

Not far away, Ying Long stood where he was, as if he had no intention of harassing him any more.

Wang Jianxiang raised his head and looked towards the mountain gate.

Pointing at the mountain gate, he said angrily: "Uncle, let's not talk about what will happen ten minutes later, look, the people we tried our best to protect have already run away! Then we still have to deal with this What is the dragon fighting hard for? Let's just withdraw..."

Before he could utter the last word, he saw that his uncle, who had always been reluctant to get angry, suddenly had cold eyes and a voice like ice, "I only allow you to say this once, understand?"

Wang Jiaxiang nodded his head as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

The disciples of Wudang Mountain should take it as their duty to kill demons and defend the way. Since they know that the other party is a demon clan, no matter whether it is because of Xu Xiaolou or not, they can't sit idly by.

Taoism pays attention to inaction, stresses being out of the world, not joining the world.

When I meet a monster, I will kill it with a single sword, and return the world to peace.

How can we retreat?

If he retreats, how can he have the face to face Patriarch?To face those ancestors who died to slay demons?
……

……

Wang Ping, whose body was already overwhelmed, turned his head and looked towards the mountain gate.

That's right, Xu Xiaolou and Su Qinghe all left.

But Wang Ping believes that maybe Su Qinghe will really leave, but the cheap apprentice he picked up will definitely not.

On the one hand, it was because he believed in the character of the other party, and on the other hand, it was because he knew in his heart that these two people did not leave to escape, but sneaked to the Hall of Supreme Harmony on the top of the main peak when everyone was not paying attention.

What is there in the Hall of Supreme Harmony?
Naturally, there is nothing in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, but there is a hill at the back of the hall.

On the top of the mountain, there is a Taoist temple.

"They are looking for the head."

Wang Ping propped up his body with the mahogany sword, stood up, and said: "In the current situation, only the head of the sect can have a glimmer of hope."

Although he had said before that the head of the sect is closing the door of life and death, he must not be easily harassed if it is not necessary.

But the current situation has become serious to a certain extent...

If the head is not invited to leave, then this monster dragon will directly rush into the gate of Wudang Mountain.

In Wudang for a hundred years, as a leader of the righteous way in the practice world, if a monster dragon rushed to the mountain gate, it would be a very serious matter.

Wang Ping sighed inwardly.

I originally thought that even if he could not defeat the demon dragon relying on the Wudang Qijue formation, it would take time to block the opponent from the mountain gate. When other righteous sects came to help, or when the national level sent soldiers to rescue, then he would be at ease many.

But what made him sad was that no one came after holding on for so long.

'The situation is getting more and more complicated! ' Wang Ping sighed inwardly.

He turned his head and looked at someone not far away.

……

……

Sensing Wang Ping's gaze, Ying Long immediately grinned, revealing a cruel grin.

He didn't say anything, but he kept using expressions and actions to show what he was going to do next.

For a noble dragon, to be able to lower his status to fight an insignificant human, and the fight is very stalemate, this is already a very humiliating and embarrassing thing.Not to mention, let him talk to the other party.

But fortunately, when he noticed that the aura of this formation was getting bigger and bigger, and realized that the body of the leader of the formation was already supported by this huge aura to the point of exploding, Ying Long breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

In fact, he is also very tired.