The invincible sword fairy of the beautiful president

Chapter 11 Xiao Xiaotian Dao
A group of soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, they didn't know whether this kind of situation would happen again in the future.

But the only thing they can be sure of is that this kind of worship by thousands of people has never appeared in their memory.

What the hell is going on in this world?
This question flashed through almost every soldier's mind.

It's just that no one can answer.

Who is it that can be worshiped by tens of thousands of people?

The soldiers guarding the foot of the green hill tightened their weapons.

They understand that they don't need to think, they just need to follow orders.

Seeing the dark sea of ​​people bowing down in front of them, they dare not imagine what would happen if this group of people were in a commotion.

At this moment, they finally understood why the leader asked them to come here...

On the mountainside, Liao Yanyan stared blankly at Wang Chaochen, who was almost thrown to the ground.

Rao is that the family behind him has a good background in Qingshui City, and this scene is also unprecedented.

Looking at Wang Chaochen's appearance, Liao Yanyan felt his body trembling.

Ordinary people may not know it, but Liao Yanyan knows very well that this Wudang master who is over eighty years old, in terms of strength, there are only ten fingers in China who can compete with him!

But now, Wang Chaochen is kneeling on the ground, not daring to get up!
Who is he kneeling?

No one answered him this question.

Although Liao Yanyan was extremely curious, he didn't dare to ask.

Now that Wudang peaches and plums are all over the world, if he annoys Wang Chaochen, perhaps one sentence can destroy the family behind him.

Seeing that Tang Yanran wanted to persuade her again, Liao Yanyan immediately stopped her.

"You can't control things here, just take your phone and go."

"But……"

"Don't worry about it, we won't have a good time if you offend them later." Liao Yanyan persuaded.

"Then... alright." Liao Yanyan said so, Tang Yanran had no choice but to give up for the time being, and dragged Ye Tian into the room.

Snapped!
The dim light illuminated the pitch-black living room, and Tang Yanran saw the mobile phone on the dining table at a glance.

"Wait here, I'll be back after I go out and finish my work." Tang Yanran prepared another bottle of water and some washed fruits for Ye Tian, ​​"Don't mess with those people outside, I'll come back right away." Just come back."

"..."

Although Liao Yanyan repeatedly blocked her, Tang Yanran did not give up.

This private house is her and Ye Tian's home. If these people keep kneeling here and cannot get up, it will have some impact on their lives.

Tang Yanran didn't care whether Ye Tian understood or not, after explaining some trivial matters, she left with Liao Yanyan.

Ye Tian slowly got up until Tang Yanran's aura completely disappeared within the range that Ye Tian could perceive.

crunch...

The dilapidated wooden door slowly opened.

This faint sound was not obvious in the wind and snow, but it made Wang Chaochen, who was still throwing himself on the ground, tremble slightly.

He knew that Ye Tian had come out.

"Get up."

An indifferent voice came slowly from the wind, the volume was not loud, but it revealed an irresistible force.

"Yes……"

Wang Chaochen tried his best to calm down his voice, and knelt three times and kowtowed nine times with the Wudang disciples behind him.

The crowd got up slowly, no one spoke, only the sound of the cold wind whizzing by from the mountainside came from their ears.

"I'm not Zhang Zhenren, you don't need to kneel to me."

Ye Tian's voice was not loud, but it seemed to have magic power, and it was extremely clear in the howling sound of the growing cold wind.

"I don't like noise, so let's go after watching this set of sword techniques."

With the flat voice spread to everyone's ears.

In their memory, the only thing they remember is that Ye Tian held the wooden stick by the wooden door in his hand.

Through the projection of the light, they could only see the elongated shadow of Ye Tian dancing the stick in his hand at the moment.

However, Ye Tian's figure disappeared...

At such a weird scene, everyone in Wudang stared wide-eyed, their pupils full of disbelief.
Despite the surprise in his heart, no one dared to speak out at this moment.

They didn't know what happened, and they didn't know what Ye Tian's so-called sword technique was, but they were sure that Ye Tian was still in front of the house.

Because they could hear the sound of wooden sticks rubbing against the air in the space, as well as the dancing shadow on the ground.

The shadow is fast and slow, but the change of speed does not give people any sense of disobedience, as if everything should be like this.

In the end, the shadow stopped moving, and Ye Tian's figure appeared in their sight again.

Zhang Wenyuan's eyes widened.

At this moment, he understood what is the real swordsmanship.

Although he is a disciple of Wudang and the apprentice of Wang Chaochen, the master of Wudang, he is sure that the swordsmanship that Ye Tian is using at this moment is much more advanced than the Taiji swordsmanship that he taught him before!
When Ye Tian used Taiji swordsmanship, his body only disappeared for a moment, and Zhang Wenyuan could occasionally see Ye Tian's figure.

But with this set of sword skills, Zhang Wenyuan was sure that his eyes had never moved away, but Ye Tian didn't appear until the sword skills were used.

During this period, Ye Tian's figure has completely integrated into this world.

Even though the dim light illuminated Ye Tian's figure, Zhang Wenyuan still didn't see his figure.

At the moment Ye Tian's figure appeared, Zhang Wenyuan was already certain in his heart.

This set of swordsmanship has far surpassed the Tai Chi swordsmanship!
Rumble!
At some point, a group of thunderclouds shining with blue light gathered on the top of the green mountain, and the thunder dragon kept rolling in it, as if trying to break free from the cloud and strike down.

At the same time, an extremely strong sense of oppression enveloped the green hill.

Rumble!
The sound of thunder was huge, like the roar of a thunder dragon, like the roar of the heavens, someone was trying to provoke the heaven!

There was a loud thunder, and the air seemed to become extremely heavy, making everyone's legs tremble just by standing!

Under this huge sense of oppression, Zhang Wenyuan came back to his senses.

Glancing at the other people around him, their faces were equally astonished.

They also didn't notice the tumbling thundercloud above their heads...

The thundercloud above the green hill seemed to appear suddenly out of thin air.

Zhang Wenyuan knew that it wasn't that the thunder cloud appeared without warning, but that everyone's attention was attracted by Ye Tian just now when Ye Tian danced the sword.

"What is the level of this person's swordsmanship?"

Under the gaze of countless surprised eyes, Ye Tian took a step forward and looked up at the thunder cloud in the sky.

"Xiao Xiaotian said, do you still want to kill me?"

The still indifferent tone sent chills down everyone's spines!

They were not afraid of the thunder clouds above their heads, but what Ye Tian said.

Still want to?

(End of this chapter)