I'm a demon cultivator

"Fellow Taoist Tan is very free and easy. At first glance, he looks a bit like a young master from Mo Shang. However, after seeing Taoist Taoist Tan's ruthless blow, no matter how much you pretend, you can't change my impression of you." Long Zhang. Yuan said, his expression half-smiling.

As if watching a clown performance, the sarcasm in his eyes was obvious.

When Tan Shuchang heard this, he neither retorted verbally nor pretended to be elegant, but directly slashed down with his sword energy.

This sudden blow also surprised Long Zhangyuan.

But this person, who has more than 20 years of cultivation skills, reacted instantly.

"Fellow Daoist Tan is so disgusting!" He waved his hand and slashed out a sword energy, and Long Zhangyuan snorted coldly, but after he snorted, his expression changed drastically in an instant.

Because of his sword energy, not only did Gai not stop the bloody sword energy, but he just got a little closer to the bloody sword energy and it was instantly destroyed.

This kind of momentary collapse of one party's sword power often means that the gap in cultivation between the two is too big!

But fortunately, Long Zhangyuan still has the power of magical weapons.

"Sword rises!"

Long Zhangyuan shouted, and instantly a sword sound came from far and near.

A long rainbow of sword energy struck directly from another mountain peak across several miles.

Bang!

With this top-notch flying sword at the level of a psychic weapon blocking him, Tan Shuchang's sword energy suddenly became unsustainable and dispersed with the wind.

"This sword is good." Tan Shuchang couldn't help but praise.

Tan Shuchang undoubtedly knows how fierce his Jianhe Sword Qi is. There are not only the killing rules of the evil spirits, but also the malicious domain power of the evil spirits.

But just because the sword is good, it doesn't mean that Long Zhangyuan is also good.

Tan Shuchang raised his hand to catch a few wisps of mountain wind, and then pulled it casually. The ribbons turned into wind wind wrapped around Long Zhangyuan's flying sword, and then pulled it away.

As the son of destiny in Tujianshan's righteous plan, Long Zhangyuan is naturally outstanding. Even though there was nothing outstanding at the beginning, with the concentration of resources in Tujian Mountain, Long Zhangyuan was able to become extraordinary.

However, this extraordinary thing also depends on who you compare it with...

After practicing for a few months, he had more than 20 years of cultivation skills. Long Zhang's excursion can be said to be astonishing to the heavenly beings. And among the younger generation, it can be said that it has no rivals.

But in front of Tan Shuchang's fifty-one years of cultivation skills, Long Zhangyuan's cultivation was naturally completely inadequate.

The exercises that Long Zhangyuan practiced were from the Heavenly Skills Collection, and so did Tan Shuchang.

In terms of "quality", there is not even a slight difference between the two.

"Not good!" At this time, on a mountain farther away, the faces of the monks from the Disciple Sword Mountain who followed Long Zhangyuan down the mountain changed drastically.

Because they didn't expect that the gap between their destined son and Tan Shuchang was so big.

Immediately, without caring about anything else, an ancestor monk took action directly.

After Tan Shuchang knocked down the top-quality flying sword, he planned to stab Long Zhangyuan through the front and back, so as to make this kid a "happy" person.

Unexpectedly, his heart palpitated suddenly and he had to raise his hand and throw out the long stick.

The long stick grows when it faces the wind, and in an instant it is larger than the mountain.

boom!

This was not a long staff smashing down, but a long staff being hit. The devastating collision wave directly shattered a large number of trees on the mountain through the air.

Then, with a crisp sound, the long staff broke into pieces.

Because what was smashed down was a psychic weapon!

And the long staff itself is just a martial arts weapon. Although the grade has reached the upper level and has two powers: magic and strength, its material is naturally made of whatever it can, and the materials used are just right. It’s just that you can refine magical weapons of higher realms.

As for the psychic magic weapon thrown from the hands of the ancestors of Tujian Mountain, although it was seized from an occasional fight, there is no doubt that the other party put their best efforts into making this psychic magic weapon.

Therefore, the material hardness of this psychic magic weapon can be said to have reached the extreme hardness of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures of the fifth realm.

However, although the long staff was broken, Tan Shuchang also disappeared. He was not shattered by the psychic weapon, but had already escaped without a trace.

This made the ancestor monk who took action look ugly for a moment.

"Uncle Master, this..." Long Zhangyuan also came to his senses at this time. He did not expect that his first battle of cause and effect to settle a grudge would end in such an anticlimactic ending.

For a moment, Long Zhangyuan's expression was a little uncertain.

He was very grateful to the other party for saving him, but if the other party was like this, wouldn't it make him look like a waste?

Nothing but trouble?

However, such a change in Long Zhangyuan's expression became a manifestation of Long Zhangyuan's innocent heart in the eyes of the ancestral monk from Tujian Mountain, so the ancestral monk from Tujian Mountain used his own experience to explain it. He comforted and said: "Zhang Yuan, although this is a battle of grudges between you and Tan Shuchang, there is no need to talk about rules and faith for such evil heretics who kill their teachers! You were born in response to the destiny of heaven, and you are extremely noble. You cannot Nothing goes wrong!"

"Yes, thank you for your teaching, uncle!" Long Zhangyuan bowed quickly after hearing this.

"Senior Brother Xu is right. We, the righteous monks, don't have to talk about any rules or faith when dealing with such evil demons and heretics. Even if the big bullies the small, we are still doing our best for heaven and doing our best for the righteous way of heaven and earth. Strength." There was a echoing voice, which was naturally the arrival of several other ancestor monks from Tujian Mountain.

"Zhang Yuan, I just saw you make a move. Your understanding of the sword is almost there, but you still lack a lot in fighting with others. It just so happens that when we were young and wandering around the world, we accidentally discovered a secret place where a senior with a strange temperament practiced. After the senior left, he also left a special sword scripture there. We will send you there later, what do you think?"

An old ancestor monk from Tujian Mountain said this, in order to make up for Long Zhangyuan's shortcomings, and secondly, naturally to divert the attention of this son of destiny.

Although their words sounded high-sounding, they actually could not stand up to careful scrutiny.

But this is not a big problem.

In their opinion, the son of destiny appointed by the ancestors is still young and does not understand many things. When he is older, he will be able to appreciate their good intentions.

"Thank you for your cultivation!" Long Zhangyuan said with some joy, but at the same time he couldn't help thinking in his heart - it seems that the cultivators of Tujian Mountain are far from being as glorious and upright as he imagined, they are still just mortals. If he can ascend to the throne of the Supreme One in the future, the first thing he has to do is to beware of the cultivators of Tujian Mountain.

At this moment, seeing Long Zhangyuan like this, the old cultivators of Tujian Mountain are ready to notify Zhao Huaiji to arrange the secret realm.