No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 76 What a Big Hoof
Mangshan Funeral Home.

In such a huge place, the door is closed at the moment, dead leaves are everywhere in the yard, and the cold winter wind blows by, making people feel chilly all over, and they don't want to stay in this ghost place for a moment longer.

However, at this moment in the courtyard, a vigorous figure suddenly appeared.

He was wearing a suit, with short hair and no beard, and his eyes were covered with a white strip of cloth. Two golden rays of light disappeared and appeared, making him look extremely magical.

"In this funeral home, all the corpses are gone except for the dead ones. Is it really underground here?"

This person is the blind swordsman who has been staying here.

Hei Shan is an elder of the Demon Cult, so it is impossible to come here to do things for no reason. There must be some kind of conspiracy. After the blind swordsman beat Hei Shan away, he stayed here to search for clues.

After such a long time, he used secret techniques again and again, and even set up formations one after another, only then did he find clues to a large number of missing corpses.

"Demonic Sword Qi, sweeping all directions!"

The blind swordsman soared into the sky, pointing like a sword, and the golden sword energy cut a huge hole in the hard ground.

In an instant, countless thick gray-black corpse aura soared into the sky, even as strong as a blind swordsman, he retreated quickly, and at the same time he said: "Swordsmanship of Swaying Demons, Rising Sun is masculine, burn!"

With a single point of the sword, a fiery golden ball the size of a human head was shot out into the black smoke, and golden green flames shot up into the sky, burning for more than ten minutes before dissipating slowly.

"After so many years, a small funeral parlor has accumulated so much corpse gas. Fortunately, I discovered it early, otherwise I don't know what Heishan is going to use this place to do something outrageous." Seeing this, the blind swordsman also slightly I breathed a sigh of relief.

He landed slowly and came to the pit to take a look, even though he saw too many monsters and ghosts, his scalp could not help but tingle.

In the deep pit, countless corpses with teeth and claws lying on the bottom, every corpse is extremely dry, skinny and boned, piled up layer by layer below, and there is even a man in sportswear on the top alien corpses.

"There are so many corpses and corpse aura gathered in Black Mountain. They must be refining some kind of evil stuff. They must be destroyed immediately!" As soon as the law changed, a blazing golden light appeared on the blind swordsman's body, and the surrounding temperature rose suddenly. The steaming heat even distorted the air, and the floor under his feet showed faint signs of redness.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a figure like a sword fairy appeared on the other side of the pit, and the blind swordsman was taken aback.

This person has no magic power at all, and his physical skills are quite good, but his indifferent and indifferent temperament is secretly shocking. The blind swordsman has only seen this kind of temperament in his boss and some big guys in the world of immortality.

That is the real bully, the invincible attitude of looking at the mountains and mountains, and the indifference of despising the heroes of the world.

"Dare to ask, who is this fellow Taoist?"

"Shangqing Guan, Jian Wuya!"

The blind swordsman was startled, and thought to himself: "Shangqingguan, isn't this the sect that the higher-ups suddenly asked me to pay close attention to recently?"

It is said that it is an ancient sect that has been hidden from the world for more than half a century. During the chaos of the century, it made great efforts and made great contributions to China.

Now that the disciple of the sect was born, could it be that they knew about the great event jointly done by the Taoist Association and the Xianmen, and wanted to get a share of it?
"It turns out that you are a master of the ancient sect, Shangqingguan. If you dare to ask your name, what's your business here?" The blind swordsman was extremely polite.

"Jian Wuya, come here for him!" Jian Wuya pointed at the corpse of the foreigner on the top.

"It turns out to be Brother Wuya, a blind swordsman who is responsible for the coordination between the immortal cultivators and the secular world in Luo City. The corpses in front of you are being used by the people of the Demon Cult. I am about to destroy them together. I don't know what the purpose of my friend is. ?” The blind swordsman was curious, how could this Jian Wuya, who looked like a fairy, be interested in a corpse that could mutate at any time?
"A secular friend of mine was taken away by the Demon Cult. It may be related to this person, so I followed him all the way!" Jian Wuya didn't hide anything.

"Really? I don't know if it has something to do with this person?" The blind swordsman wanted to make friends, and tried to find out some news about this hidden world sect from Jian Wuya, so he cooperated very well and waved out a spell. A terrifying image of a devil emerged, and it was indeed Montenegro.

Jian Wuya took a look at Dingqing, and said in a deep voice: "Although I don't know him, but the aura is not wrong, if you dare to ask, do you know the whereabouts of this person."

"Sure enough, it is this old demon. Fellow Daoist Wuya doesn't know about it. This person is an elder of the Demon Sect, named Heishan. He is a long-standing old demon who has committed a lot of crimes. If my brother Daoist friend is arrested, forgive me, it may be very dangerous. Dorje is missing." The blind swordsman said seriously.

"It's okay, just let me know his whereabouts." Jian Wuya asked.

The blind swordsman thought for a while, pointed at the Mang Mountain range, and said solemnly: "Brother Wu Ya, I found the trail of Black Mountain a few days ago and came here to fight with him. Later, he fled in this direction, but the deep mountain It's the territory of Qingniu Temple, I guess he can't get anything good!"

"It's Qingniu Temple again!" Jian Wuya frowned, then clasped his fists together and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Blind Sword, I will report this kindness later, and I will go!"

"brush!"

Jian Wuya disappeared in place in an instant, even if he was as strong as a blind swordsman, he couldn't see clearly how he left?
"Sure enough, it is worthy of being a hidden sect. Without mana, a mere physical body can display such a terrifying movement technique. I really don't know why such a powerful sect suddenly appeared?" The blind swordsman lowered his head and pondered for a while. Yes, hastily cleaned up the group of corpses, also shot up into the sky, and chased in the direction where Jian Wuya left.

"The green cow guides the way!"

Qingniu watched the arena, Ji Zhengping slashed out with a sword, the sword energy split into two halfway, turned into two sword energy to tear through the air, and sent out a sharp whistling to cut towards Yi Fan.

Yi Fan was slightly startled, as if he felt something was wrong, the body-protecting qi on his body easily shattered the two sword qi into countless pieces.

"That's it?"

"Boy, do you dare to look down on me?"

"To be honest, I do look down on you a little!"

This is why Yi Fan was surprised. This time, Ji Zhengping heard from the audience just now that he was a master who had won three games in a row.

"You are too deceiving!"

Ji Zhengping looked at the wide-eyed fans in the audience with a guilty conscience, and screamed inwardly.

Not to mention cutting through a big tree, this sword is also easy to cut through a section of steel pillar, why didn't it even break through this guy's clothes?

Could it be that his winning streak of three games yesterday was not an act?

"The magic sword technique, the green bull stepping on the sky, ah!"

Ji Zhengping's body was filled with magic power, his clothes were hunting, his long hair was flying, and his whole body rose into the sky, disappearing into the white clouds.

"Could it be, is Brother Ji really going to use that trick?"

"Yes, this is a hoof move that falls from the sky!"

"I'm so excited. I was lucky enough to witness such a terrifying Taoism. This time it was not in vain."

One minute passed, and the white clouds in the sky remained motionless.

Two minutes passed, and the white clouds in the sky were still the same.

3 minutes passed, and the white clouds in the sky were a little green.

"Ahem, let me ask you weakly, why hasn't there been any movement for a long time?"

"Shouldn't it hit the plane?"

"Don't talk nonsense if you two don't understand, this is a super move, and the casting time will naturally be longer!"

"Look, it's green, it's green, the whole cloud is green."

Yi Fanyang's neck seemed to be sore, and the huge white cloud finally turned into a blue cloud, and after a few minutes, it finally turned into a huge hoof of a hundred meters in size.

The bull's hooves fell with a bang, and suddenly the ring was full of strong winds. The huge wind pressure agitated everyone who couldn't sit still, and even those with poor cultivation were about to be blown away by the wind.

Yi Fan looked like a reef standing on the coast for thousands of years, curiously touched his bald head, and thought to himself, why is this scene so familiar?
(End of this chapter)