Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

"Kin Miki!"

As soon as Zhang Dian saw the person coming, he immediately frowned.

Na Mohe next to him was startled.

The old Taoist in the middle looked familiar to him just now. After hearing Zhang Dian's words, he remembered that this person turned out to be the acting Taoist Master of Baiyun Temple, Taoist Master Jin Sanmu!

Mo He originally thought that the bodyguards he brought could be put to some use.

He had long wanted to show off in front of Zhang Dian to show that he and he were an ironclad ally.

The three just now were masters of energy transformation. These three who have just arrived must not be masters of energy transformation as well.

How can there be so many masters of energy transformation in this world.

But as soon as he heard the words "Jin Sanmu", he immediately withered.

It is true that he is not a master of energy transformation, but he is a semi-immortal!

Na Mo He quietly moved to the side, keeping a certain distance from Zhang Dian.

He decided to take a look at the situation first.

"Taoist Master Jin, our Beggar Clan and your Baiyunguan have always been on the same page. Today you broke into my main altar and damaged my door. What do you mean?" Zhang Dian asked.

Jin Sanmu snorted coldly and said, "You kidnapped my friend, let me seek justice!"

"Haha," Zhang Dian sneered, "As far as I know, these people are all gangsters. How come they have become your friends, Mr. Jin?"

Jin Sanmu was stunned for a moment and said: "That's nonsense. How could Mr. Li's friend be a gangster? Zhang Dian, don't think I don't know. Since you became the leader of the gang, you haven't done a good job of begging, but you have committed murder and arson." It’s a lot. I’ll give you a message: those who do unrighteousness will be punished by themselves.”

Zhang Dian laughed loudly and said: "Old Taoist Jin, don't think that just because you are the successor of Quanzhen, you can show off in front of me! If Wang Chongxian were here, how much would I be afraid of him? You, hum, you'd better go back and practice hard, and strive to get better as soon as possible Become an immortal!"

Even though Jin Sanmu had advanced cultivation, he couldn't help but get angry.

Seeing Li Muchen healing his three friends there, he said, "You idiot, since you are so arrogant, let me teach you a lesson."

After saying that, the sword in his hand turned into a ray of green light and flew towards Zhang Dian.

"Okay, then let me learn Baiyunguan's Changchun sword technique!"

Zhang Dian opened his hand, and there was a long sword in his hand, and the aura of a powerful martial arts master burst out from his whole body.

White light flashed.

There was a sound, and the green light was swung away by his long sword.

Jin Sanmu pointed his sword, and the Qingfeng sword circled in the air and suddenly stopped.

The blade of the sword made a buzzing sound, and a layer of misty green light lingered on it.

"Hmph, you have indeed broken through to the martial arts master realm!" Jin Sanmu said.

"Now that you have seen it, I advise you to go back. For Wang Chongxian's sake, I will not be an enemy of Baiyun Temple." Zhang Dian said.

"Isn't he a master of martial arts? Let me show you what swordsmanship is!"

Jin Sanmu made a secret with one hand and pointed with a sword with the other.

The light of the Qingfeng sword suddenly brightened, and it stabbed towards Zhang Dian with a whoosh.

Zhang Dian did not dare to be careless when facing the authentic Taoist swordsmanship. He waved his sword and started fighting with the flying sword.

White light and green light flashed alternately, and the sound of gold and iron echoed frequently.

Na Mohe was frightened to see it.

In a grandmaster-level fight, the momentum alone is enough to crush someone to death.

He decided to stay away from the land of right and wrong.

The Beggars Clan is not easy to mess with, and Baiyun Temple is even more difficult to mess with.

While everyone's attention was on the sword duel between Zhang Dian and Jin Sanmu, Na Mohe quietly slipped out from the corner of the collapsed courtyard wall next to Lu Shoushan's body.

In order to avoid attracting attention, he started the car and ran away without even greeting the twenty or so bodyguards he brought with him.

The eyes of everyone in the yard were attracted by the sword light.

Taoist priest Jin Sanmu's flying sword is as light as a phoenix, flying up and down like a phoenix dancing in the sky.

In comparison, Zhang Dian's swordsmanship seems much clumsy.

But the sword in his hand has strong power, and every sword strike is like a tiger coming out of the mountain.

Even Jin Sanmu didn't dare to fight him with a flying sword.

In this way, the two fought with swords for a full quarter of an hour, but they couldn't stop each other.

Adam, who was standing next to Jin Sanmu, felt excited.

This was the first time he saw a true master's duel.

One is a martial arts master, and the other is a Quanzhen half-immortal.

Adam felt that his trip to China was so worth it!

And he also admired China even more. Even a gang of beggars had such masters. In comparison, those martial arts schools in Los Angeles were really weak!

Seeing the stalemate, Zhang Dian felt a little weak.

After all, the other party used magic power, while he relied on real energy.

He had never practiced magic, so he didn't know which one cost more. At least on the surface, Jin Sanmu's sword control seemed easier, which put a lot of pressure on him.

"Whoa!"

Zhang Dian shouted loudly and swung his sword.

This sword condensed his lifelong skills.

The Qingfeng sword was knocked out by him, dancing wildly in the air.

Jin Sanmu was also surprised. The power of this sword was so powerful that he almost lost control of his flying sword.

It seems that martial arts in this world do have merit.

But after all, his cultivation level was still lacking. If his senior brother Wang Chongxian were here, he would have taken Zhang Dian's head with one sword.

Jin Sanmu recalled the flying sword and pointed out the sword technique.

The two sides returned to the beginning.

Zhang Dian knew that he would not get any favors. If he had a strong fight, the outcome would be uncertain, unless he threatened Jin Sanmu with hostages. But in that case, he and Baiyunguan would really become mortal enemies.

These self-proclaimed righteous Taoist priests are sometimes more difficult to deal with than imps. Once they determine that you are an evil heretic, they will stalk and beat you.

Zhang Dian put away his sword and said, "Taoist Master Jin, what happened today was a misunderstanding. These people took my goddaughter hostage and broke into my headquarters. I just wanted to teach them a lesson. If I really wanted to kill them, I would have killed them long ago." If he is killed, there is no need to set up a dog-fighting array. Since the Taoist Priest said he is your friend, I will let him go. Another day, I will bring the wound medicine collected by the Beggar Clan and visit Taoist Priest Jin at Baiyunguan. "

Seeing that Zhang Dian had given in, Jin Sanmu thought that as long as he was rescued, it would be fine. If he really had to fight, the outcome would be unknown.

He said, "There's no need to come to Baiyun Temple. It's better for us to stay out of trouble."

Zhang Dian laughed and said, "It seems that Taoist Master Jin doesn't want to be friends with me. What a pity."

Jin Sanmu was about to ask Adam to help Li Muchen save people, when he suddenly saw Li Muchen standing up.

"Taoist Master Jin," Li Muchen said, "Today's matter has nothing to do with Baiyun Temple. The person is my friend, Li Muchen, and the matter is my business, Li Muchen. I will resolve this matter myself, and I ask the Taoist Master to watch."

Jin Sanmu was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "That's fine, Mr. Li, please do it."

Zhang Dian was a little curious, why was this young man so respectful to Jin Sanmu?

When he looked over there, he was suddenly startled.

The three people just now were obviously dying, especially the two men, who were only half alive.

Even if they took out all the elixirs that the Beggar Clan had treasured for hundreds of years, they would not be able to recover within a year and a half.

But I don’t know what method this young man used. These three people are now meditating there. Judging from the breath on their bodies, it seems that they are almost healed!

"Who are you?" Zhang Dian looked at Li Muchen and asked.

Li Muchen said coldly: "You don't need to know, because you are going to die soon. From today on, there will be no more beggars in the capital!"