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However, this is only a possibility.

For most people in the arena who lack the spirit of cooperation and contract, as well as mutual trust, they believe more in the weapons in their hands.

Some people bully the weak by taking advantage of the top [-] priority to choose opponents.

There are also people who aim at the opponent who wants to challenge at a glance, and then get ready to go.

At this time, in the chaotic Sword Palace, the most attention-grabbing battle took place between Yuan Bupo and Baishang.

Taoist Baishang looks like he is only over [-] years old, but his hair is already full of gray hair, and what he is best at is the Xuanming God Palm created by himself.

This palm technique is insidious and vicious, and many masters in the world have suffered from it.

This Taoist is a well-known member of the evil sect in the world, and he is definitely not a kind person.

But for some reason, he dared to come to Wudang Mountain to participate in the Martial Arts Conference.

Could it be that it was for the top few rewards?

As for joining the Wudang sect... If he is not in a daze, he shouldn't expect it.

Given his bad deeds, even if he won the first place, Cao Zhe would not be able to accept him, and it would be even more likely that he would not be able to see him, so he would directly press him to death.

As for whether there will be any adverse effects....

Would Cao Zhe worry about this?

Isn't he, Zhang Zhenren, writing the rules of the rivers and lakes?

He said yes, of course there is no taboo.

His gaze returned to the Sword Palace.

No nonsense, the two figures have already collided in one place.

Although Taoist Baishang's palm technique is sinister and evil, the palm technique itself is extremely delicate, unlike most poisonous palm martial arts, which only rely on the advantage of viciousness.

Not only that, this palm technique has also entered the ranks of exterior scenes.

Between the waving palms, cyan-blue palm prints could be seen flying out from time to time, and behind the Baishang Taoist, a dark cyan-colored eyeless poisonous snake appeared faintly.

On Yuan Bupo's side, it is still an iron sword, making it watertight.

The sword moves that are extremely simple are, in a sense, the least flawed and most flawless.

Although he failed to show any external momentum, he fought back and forth with the Taoist who suffered a lot of damage, and he did not fall into the slightest disadvantage.

The heads of Zixiao Palace watched with gusto.

From time to time, they commented a few sentences, as if they were really qualified to intervene.

"This one-hundred-damage Taoist is indeed a strong man of the evil way. If it weren't for Wudang's magical palm, if he put it in the other place, there are not many powerful opponents." The head of the Diancang Sect launched another attack The skill of flattering.

Cangbi, Kongtong's master, said, "Otherwise, my Kongtong's Seven Injuries Fist will surely beat this so-called Xuanming God's Palm."

As soon as this remark came out, many people ridiculed him for his boastfulness.

But Cangbi took part of the sarcasm as a compliment, and the smile on her face became brighter and brighter.

Cao Zhe's attention was not in the Sword Palace at all.

The fingers trapped in the sleeves quietly shook the bell.

Then he continued to watch the battle as if nothing had happened, chatting with Huang Xiang, Abbot Shaolin and others from time to time.

In the sword palace, the confrontation between Yuan Bupo and Taoist Baishang did not entangle for too long.

Daoist Baishang has profound internal strength and superb palm skills, but he still can't break through Yuan Bupo's sword net.

On the contrary, Yuan Bupo retracted his sword step by step, and he had already forced Taoist Baishang into an unavoidable situation.

In desperation, Taoist Baishang put all his eggs in one basket and pushed out a piece of frost with both hands.

The surrounding ground was also covered with ice flakes.

As the palm of the hand passed by, many people in the Jianghu who were fighting nearby were affected one after another.

And the thick and huge palm force also shrouded Yuan Bupo like a thick fog, like a poisonous snake opening its mouth wide, trying to devour him.

Yuan Bupo was still unhurried, but he put away the iron sword and pulled out the toy-like wooden sword at his waist instead.

The wooden sword pierced out.

In Zixiao Palace, almost at the same time, there were three sounds of surprise.

The sources of the voices are Dugu in the wooden sword, and Hong and Huang.

Others don't have this vision yet, so it's not easy to see Yuan Bupo's sword at a glance.

At this time, the crude wooden sword in Yuan Bupo's hand seemed to pass through every omission in the Taoist's palm.

Although the powerful palm force seems vicious and vicious, there are still uneven distributions in the palm force.

And the fragile wooden sword happened to be torn sharply and quickly from those uneven weak points.

Natural, light and simple!

Smooth as satin.

A sword fell, and one of the Taoist's palms fell to the ground.

Then Taoist Baishang groaned, buried his head in picking up the broken palm of Qi's wrist, turned around and galloped away from the main hall of the Sword Palace.

Although he didn't say a word of cruelty.

But the vicious look in his eyes before he left, and the resentful expression he looked at Yuan Bupo, already explained everything.

"Hundred losses?"

"I have never killed demons, but he dared to go up the mountain by himself?"

"Since he's injured! Then don't let him go down the mountain! Stay in Wudang Mountain to recuperate!" He Zudao saw Taoist Baishang's eyes and said.

It's just that the voice did not fall.

In the next moment, the sky and the ground suddenly shook, as if the entire mountain was in a violent shake.

The large formations covering Wudang Mountain layer by layer caused violent ripples at the same time.

"Dragon turned over?"

"Be careful, the earth dragon has turned over!"

Someone exclaimed loudly.

Before everyone came back to their senses, they saw a giant python with golden scales all over its body and a one-horn growing on its head. It seemed to tear apart the clouds and poked its head down from the clouds.

It stared coldly at all the people who seemed relatively small to it.

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"Disciples, form a sword array!" He Zudao let out a long cry, and a large number of inner disciples leaped out from all around with their swords in their hands, and they had already settled their positions. Even though they looked at the huge one-horned golden python, they all looked nervous. But never retreated.

They raised their long swords one after another, aroused their sword energy, and prepared to fight the huge monster to the death.

It's just that the sword formation has not yet become powerful.

Cao Zhe flew straight out of Zixiao Palace.

Ling Kong stood on the side of the giant python, waved his sleeve robe, and forced back the sword array.

"You can't intervene in this matter, step back!"

After finishing speaking, the person had already soared into the sky, and in the eyes of everyone, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the body of the giant python.

Then, in the clouds, golden light rolled, thunder shook, and occasionally there were strong fragments of sword energy, as well as some red-golden energy, overflowing, destroying some buildings and rocks.

The cloud waves rolled, gradually stained with a trace of blood.Vaguely, as if it was coming down from above, a shrill scream could be heard.

Not long after, a huge one-horned golden python that was dripping with blood fell from the sky, and then fell fiercely in front of the square. Its scales shattered all over the ground, crushing a large piece of stone slabs, causing smoke and dust.

On the other hand, Cao Zhe stood on top of the one-horned golden python with undisturbed clothes, holding the one-horn on top of its head, as if he was pinching his handprints, injecting streams of mysterious light into it.

"Bold snake demon, why did you attack me at Wudang?" Cao Zhe asked sharply.

But I heard the one-horned golden python say: "Really, please forgive me, the little demon is born in the deep mountains. Today, I feel that my mind is restless and I can't control myself. But I can smell the fresh air and strong blood in this place. I press it I can't bear it anymore, I want to come here and relax."

"Little demon swears, this is definitely the first time, I beg the real person to spare my life, and the little demon will definitely repay me with all my heart."

Cao Zhe held the Fu Mo Yin Jue with one hand, and scratched between his eyebrows.

From the eyes of others, it looked like Cao Zhe's eyebrows suddenly flashed a bright golden light.

Afterwards Cao Zhe said: "You are not stained with wronged souls. It seems to be your first offender. The poor Taoist is grateful for your hard practice. Today, you are pressed in the Wudang Mountains. You should study hard and practice hard, get rid of animal nature, be pure-hearted and ascetic, and give up worldly thoughts. Are you convinced?"

The one-horned golden python immediately said: "The little monster is convinced! The little monster is convinced!"

After finishing speaking, his figure actually shrank a little, from the original thickness of the water tank to the thickness of a big tree, and then coiled around Cao Zhe, bowing his head and pleasing to the eye to show his submission.

It seems to be more cute than a domestic dog.

After Cao Zhe flew back to the Zixiao Palace, the giant python did not leave far away, but coiled itself on the tall stone pillar behind the Zixiao Palace, puffing and puffing the clouds, looking like a meandering golden dragon, it looked abnormal The horse is mighty.

"Continue to fight! The competition continues!" Cao Zhe's voice spread throughout Wudang Mountain.

However, after the sudden change, who still has the heart to watch the contest between people?

Everyone looked at the one-horned golden python coiled on the stone pillar, especially not believing that this fabulous scene happened so easily and ended so easily.

Although there is still a white ape in the Sword Palace.

But apes are originally humanoid, and there has never been a shortage of unofficial legends about old apes dealing with humans throughout the ages.

The degree of acceptance far exceeds that of such a huge one-horned golden python.

After Cao Zhe's return, he naturally ushered in a series of flattery.

It's just that this time those flatterers are somewhat out of their minds.

So that sometimes the words spoken seem to be wrong, and the horse's ass is slapped on the horse's leg.

Their three views are being impacted and then restarted.

The brain temporarily went into a series of shutdowns.

If Yuan Bupo is considered a special case, the appearance of the one-horned golden python is obviously telling everyone... The appearance of monsters in myths and legends is definitely an established fact.

If there is one and two, there must be three and four.

In Wudang Mountain, there is Zhang Zhenren, who can easily capture this giant python, so that he willingly becomes the guardian spirit beast of Wudang Mountain.

But what about other sects?

Many of them are also in the so-called blessed land of Lingshan. If there are monsters coming, can they stop them?

If the mountain gate was attacked, how should they respond?

Can ordinary martial arts deal with such a huge and ferocious monster?

Worried, who still has the mind to concentrate on flattering or watching the game?

At this time, Cangbi from the Kongtong faction was the first to tell the truth.

He seemed to be unable to hold back any longer, and stepped out of the crowd, and then said to Cao Zhe, "Master Zhang, do you dare to ask if there will be a large number of demons revived in this world?"

Cao Zhe seemed to be hesitating, but he still said firmly: "That's true! Poor Dao has been watching the sky for the past few days and nights, and he has noticed the surge of breath between the heaven and the earth. Maybe it won't be long before this world. When we return to the ancient times, we don't know."

This is Cao Zhe's buried setting!

Of course he wasn't lying.

At most, cause and effect are reversed.

How is the world not as good as others?

Then change the world in which you live!

It has always been the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation to adapt the environment to people, rather than people to adapt to different environments.

Yugong moved mountains, Dayu controlled floods, Nuwa mended the sky, Jingwei reclaimed the sea...these are all talking about the same thing.

And Cao Zhe is just inheriting the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation.

The world restricts his performance, so he will let the world improve quickly, and it will no longer be his restriction.

Implanting the concept of the return of monsters is his real purpose in promoting this massive first martial arts tournament.