God of martial arts

　　"Shaolin Jueyuan, experience the Tantric Mahayana Buddhism!"

　　Jueyuan has practiced half of the Nine Suns Divine Kungfu, but he has achieved extraordinary results. In addition, the current Shaolin is out of touch, but he has become an outstanding existence.

　　On the opposite side came out an eminent monk from the Tantric sect, who looked a bit like Jinlun Dharma King.

　　The two sides fought fiercely, Jueyuan Jiuyang's magical skills were successful, and his power was extraordinary, he even pressed the opponent to fight, and finally wounded the opponent.

　　But the Tantric sect directly launched an attack, relying on the home field and the large number of people, directly blasted Jue Yuan and other Shaolin eminent monks out, and were seriously injured.

　　Jue Yuan's face changed drastically, and he said angrily, "Your Tantra is also a Buddhist school, why are you so unruly?"

　　"Rules? You Shaolin helped Da Song and killed so many of our Tantric eminent monks. There are no rules at all! There is hatred between us!" The Tantric eminent monk said: "Forget it. If this is the case today, then the old and the new will hate the old. Forget about hate together! Do it, kill them!"

　　At this moment, Zhao Xuan appeared suddenly, standing in front of the Shaolin disciples.

　　"Emperor Xuan!"

　　Jueyuan and other Shaolin disciples raised their eyebrows with joy and hurriedly saluted.

　　On the other hand, the Tantric sect was completely dumbfounded.

　　They knew Emperor Xuan's prestige, and even their strongest existence, King Jinlun, was crushed to death by Emperor Xuan at once, as one can imagine.

　　Zhao Xuan turned around and looked at Tantric Sect up and down, couldn't help but shook his head, very disappointed: "A group of ants, the strongest one is only half the strength of Jinlun! Hey!"

　　"Emperor Xuan, you killed Jinlun and destroyed so many of our esoteric disciples. As long as you leave here, we will never violate the river again!"

　　The head of the tantric school opened his mouth, obviously admitting to cowardice!

　　"Hehe!" Zhao Xuan smiled lightly: "Well water doesn't violate river water? You helped Mongolia, invaded the Great Song Dynasty, Jinlun Fawang, and even became the Mongolian national teacher. Now that Mongolia has been destroyed by me, you still want to live in peace. ? Dream it!"

　　"You..." The face of the head of the Tantric School was extremely ugly, and there was a bad premonition in his heart.

　　The most worrying thing still happened. Today, Emperor Xuan is afraid that he will have a complete settlement with Tantric Sect!

　　"Forget it, since you want to dream, then have a dream that you will never wake up from!"

　　Zhao Xuan said coldly, Xuanyuan Sword appeared in his hand.

　　"What do you want to do?" The face of the head of the Tantric sect changed drastically, and he couldn't help but speak with fear.

　　"Destroy the door!".

Chapter 189 One Sword Slashing Tantra (End of this volume)

　　"Destroy the door!"

　　After the words fell, Zhao Xuan jumped up, stood in the air, held the sword in his right hand, and his left hand changed again and again, and said coldly:

　　"Fengshen is angry!"

　　In an instant, there was a strong gust of wind, whistling from all directions, blowing so loudly that Jue Yuan and other Shaolin monks were a little unstable and had to back away again and again.

　　I saw that the sky changed suddenly, and the wind suddenly came, all gathered on Zhao Xuan's body, and condensed into a huge turquoise phantom behind him, majestic and daunting!

　　The head teacher of the Tantric sect changed his expression greatly, and his heart was terrified, and he quickly said: "Everyone, form a big formation!"

　　In an instant, all the tantric sects formed formations.

　　But the Xuanyuan sword in Zhao Xuan's hand was raised high.

　　Countless wind power gathered on Xuanyuan Sword, causing Xuanyuan Sword to make a clanking sound, as if it was about to come alive completely!

　　The sharp sword energy forced Jue Yuan and the others to back away.

　　And the tantric formation in front of him was even more crumbling, almost collapsing!

　　Suddenly, the world changed again, and the Xuanyuan Sword that was raised high burst out with bright light, reaching directly into the sky.

　　Holding the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, Zhao Xuan said in a cold voice:

　　"Heaven-outer-fly-immortal!"

　　Then, cut it down with a sword!

　　Beheaded on the Tantra formation, beheaded on the gate of the Tantric temple, and even beheaded on the entire Tantric sect!

　　Rumble!

　　This sword is like a sword that lifts the sky, invincible and unstoppable!

　　Not only the many eminent monks at the gate of the Tantric sect flew out, dying.

　　Even the secret school gate, and even the entire secret school, were split into two by Zhao Xuan's sword.

　　Flying Immortal Outside the Sky, originally a peerless ultimate move at the innate level, also has the first move of the Four Elephants of Heaven's Will, the Wrath of the Wind God, turning the ubiquitous wind power of nature into his own use, and blessing the Xuanyuan Sword!

　　Wouldn't it be scary to cut down such a flying fairy like this with a single sword?

　　Destroying the ancients, directly dividing the entire Tantric sect into two!

　　Suddenly, the cloud is calm and the wind is light, returning to normal.

　　Jueyuan and the others raised their eyes to look, and couldn't help being horrified.

　　I saw that the entire Tantric sect had been completely destroyed, from the mountain gate in front of me to the main hall in the distance, they were completely cut in half by Emperor Xuan's sword.

　　Even the innermost Buddha was smashed into pieces by Zhao Xuan's sword, and it was completely destroyed!

　　"This...this...々｀..."

　　Going up to Jueyuan and down to other monks, everyone was dumbfounded, even a little bit at a loss!

　　Such a sword that lifts the sky is unstoppable, it is simply a supernatural workmanship, and it cannot be done by humans!

　　Zhao Xuan glanced back and was equally astonished. Fengshen's Wrath gathered the natural wind power to bless the Flying Immortal, it was really extraordinary!

　　It's just that the consumption is a bit high, and he, who is in the peerless state, feels the pressure.

　　After reaching the innate realm, it should be much better!

　　Zhao Xuan shook his head, turned and left without saying anything.

　　This sword that lifted the sky should be regarded as a complete settlement of the dispute between Tantric Buddhism and Shaolin.

　　At the very least, Tantrism is like the Mongolia of today, its vitality has been severely damaged, and it will not recover for decades without it!

　　Just when everyone was confused, a four or five-year-old monk suddenly ran out and caught up with Zhao Xuan.

　　Zhao Xuan was a little surprised, stopped in his tracks, and said, "Little monk, why are you chasing me?"

　　The little monk looked at Zhao Xuan, a little nervous, but then scratched his head, and said timidly: "Emperor Xuan, I want to worship you as my teacher!"

　　"Apprenticeship?" Zhao Xuan couldn't help but feel amused. This young monk is not very old, but it's interesting.

　　At this time, Jue Yuan's expression changed drastically, and he hurried forward: "Jun Bao, don't be rude!"

　　Then, Jueyuan immediately grabbed the little monk and hurriedly bowed to Zhao Xuan to apologize:

　　"Don't blame Emperor Xuan, the villain is young and ignorant, it's the fault of the poor monk, he shouldn't be brought out. I don't intend to offend, I hope Emperor Xuan will forgive me!"

　　"Junbao?" Zhao Xuan couldn't help shaking his head, looking at the child who was only a few years old, his eyes lit up, and said, "Little monk, what's your name?"

　　The little monk said: "My name is Zhang Junbao!"

　　really!

　　Jueyuan's disciple, a four-year-old child, is none other than Zhang Junbao, named Sanfengzi!

　　The future Wudang founder, innate master, Wudang Zhang Sanfeng!

　　Zhao Xuan nodded and said with a smile: "Forget it, meeting is fate. Since you want to learn something, then I will teach you a few swords. Little Junbao, watch!"

　　Then, Zhao Xuan pulled out Xuanyuan Sword and started to dance.

　　I saw Zhao Xuan's swordsmanship, sometimes as fast as thunder, sometimes slowly.Sometimes soft and fierce, sometimes tender like water!

　　The sword technique seems simple and introverted, but there are many changes.

　　Consummation and wishful thinking, endless life!

　　It is the Taiji swordsmanship, the perfect Taiji swordsmanship!

　　Finally, Zhao Xuan retracted his sword, looked at Zhang Junbao, and said, "Little Junbao, do you remember?"

　　Zhang Junbao was terrified, knowing that this kind of swordsmanship is extremely extraordinary, he nodded, then shook his head, and said timidly: "I remember some..."

　　Zhao Xuan nodded in satisfaction, turned and left.

　　Zhang Junbao's face changed drastically, and he quickly turned towards the direction Zhao Xuan left, knelt down and said, "Emperor Xuan, what is the name of this sword technique? When will Junbao see you again?"

　　"This sword technique is called Tai Chi Sword!"

　　"Little Junbao, if there is a destiny, we will meet each other. If there is no destiny, haha..."

　　Zhao Xuan's voice came again, but he was already hundreds of miles away.

　　This time, he made a joke.

　　I don't know, in the world of divine carvings, teaching Zhang Sanfeng the Taiji sword created by himself, what kind of result will it produce in the world of Yitian in later generations?

　　But think about it, it's all very interesting!

　　Looking at the direction in which Zhao Xuan disappeared, Zhang Junbao was shocked, and then nodded three times respectfully.

　　Jueyuan looked at Zhang Junbao, then at the disfigured Tantra behind him, and sighed: "々Tantra is ruined, let's go!"

　　The Shaolin eminent monk followed Jueyuan down the mountain, but Zhang Junbao was still thinking about the sword technique that Zhao Xuan passed on.

　　Others have different thoughts and are terrified.

　　And the peerless demeanor left by Emperor Xuan's sword beheading of the esoteric sect made the entire Shaolin feel unattainable and in awe!

　　The gust of wind came suddenly, and the white clothes were peerless.Flying immortals outside the sky, sword slashing esoteric sects!

　　…………

　　Let's talk about landscapes, rivers and willows share wind and smoke!

　　In the days that followed, Zhao Xuan still traveled with his daughter, Jin'er and others, and went boating on the West Lake.

　　During this period, Zhao Xuan went to Xiangyang, but did not see Guo Xiang.

　　It is better to miss each other than to meet each other, and it is better to simply disappear than to be inseparable when the time comes.

　　Until the end, Zhao Xuan just gave the black iron epee to Guo Jing and Huang Rong, and left a letter to Guo Xiang, the content is simple:

　　Little Xiang'er, let things take their course and don't forget to feel at ease.In the future, if we are destined, we will meet each other!

　　When Xiao Xiang'er saw this letter, she cried tears and almost fainted.

　　Zhao Xuan watched from a distance, but did not show up.

　　A few days later, little (Nuo Haohao) Xiang'er began to recover, because she understood what Zhao Xuan meant.

　　Let everything go with the flow, don't forget to feel at ease, but start to practice the Sacred Heart Jue hard.

　　Only by practicing the Sacred Heart Jue can one live forever, waiting to meet Brother Xuan.

　　Only by cultivating the Sacred Heart Jue can she stay young forever and show her most beautiful self to Brother Xuan!

　　Moreover, gradually, Xiao Xiang'er also understood Zhao Xuan's intentions.

　　After practicing the Sacred Heart Jue, she will live forever. In the future, she will have more time to accompany Zhao Xuan.

　　But her parents had only a few decades to live.

　　Therefore, Zhao Xuan made a choice for her, as a child, she should accompany her parents first.

　　In the future, if we are destined, we will meet each other!

　　Time flies, time is ruthless, the time to leave has finally arrived...

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Chapter 1 The Bank of the Han River

　　The dazzling sunlight passed through the window and fell on Zhao Xuan's face, making him unable to resist raising his hand to block it.