I just traveled through time and you told me that Taoism is gone?

At the same time, in the school corridor, golden light filled every corner.

And the source of this golden light is the Longquan Sword suspended quietly in mid-air!

Zhao Xuanling looked at the Longquan Sword that had come out of Beitianwang's body and smiled lightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Here comes the sword!"

After the words fell, Longquan Jian seemed to understand Zhao Xuanling's words and slowly floated towards Zhao Xuanling.

"Buzz!"

As the Longquan Sword floated in front of Zhao Xuanling, he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the Longquan Sword, and then swung it out forcefully.

The sword blade cut through the air, and a crisp sword cry sounded!

"Good sword!"

Zhao Xuanling looked at the Longquan Sword in his hand and couldn't help but let out a burst of admiration.

I saw this Longquan sword. The sword was two feet and one inch long. The sword body was made of black iron and was extremely thin. Although the blade of the sword was somewhat rusty, it still gave off a faint cold light, showing its sharpness. The red ropes wrapped around the hilt of the sword are somewhat worn, but it is still very comfortable to hold in the hand. A Five Elements and Eight Trigrams diagram is engraved on the hand guard, which fully expresses the essence of Taoism.

As Longquan Sword was acquired, the golden light gradually dissipated.

King Beitian didn't pay attention to Zhao Xuanling who was admiring the sword, but moved his arms to himself.

This sword has been tormenting him for too long. Although it is not fatal, the taste is indeed unpleasant.

Moreover, half of his strength was suppressed by this sword, which caused his status to plummet in the ghost clan, which respected strength.

This sword was originally inserted into the body after gathering the magic power of several Taoist masters, and was cast with a sealing spell. No one can take it out except those who understand Taoism, not even the king of the ghost clan. Method.

Taoism was completely wiped out, and Beitian Wang, who thought there was no hope of getting out, actually felt the familiar Taoist magic again today, which drove him to come here through the ghost gate.

Now that the Longquan Sword was pulled out, Beitianwang once again felt the hard-won comfort. Feeling that the strength in the body was recovering bit by bit, its mood suddenly improved.

King Beitian grinned, looked up at Zhao Xuanling, raised his ax and struck hard.

A huge black ax energy whizzed towards Zhao Xuanling, causing rubble to fly wherever it passed, and even the thick ground was cut into a deep ravine.

This shows how powerful this blow is!

"Little Taoist, don't blame me for not keeping my word. Since you are a Taoist, I can't let you live no matter what!"

Beitian Wang threw out a blow, which was not weak. It looked at Zhao Xuanling as if he were looking at a dead person, and its words were filled with confidence that it would kill with one strike.

Feeling the powerful ax energy coming towards him, Zhao Xuanling raised his head fearlessly and sneered: "What a coincidence, I don't intend to let you leave alive!"

After saying that, Zhao Xuanling moved his feet and began to move his body in the narrow corridor.

If you look carefully, you can see that the place where Zhao Xuanling's feet landed seems to have been calculated, and it seems to be moving according to some fixed trajectory.

Gradually, his figure became more and more illusory with the movements of his feet, and finally turned into afterimages.

"Five Elements and Eight Diagrams Steps? He actually knows the top Taoist body skills. Who is this little Taoist priest!"

King Beitian narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Zhao Xuanling, whose true form was no longer visible, and said coldly.

The ax energy roared towards him. Although the attack was fierce, it did not even touch the corner of Zhao Xuanling's clothes.

Zhao Xuanling dodged the blow, but did not stop, but ran towards Beitian Wang.

When he was less than two meters away from King Beitian, Zhao Xuanling stood up sharply and thrust out the Longquan Sword in his hand, directly at King Beitian's throat.

King Beitian was not slow to react and quickly raised his ax to resist.

"Ding——dang——"

The sound of metal colliding sounded, and Zhao Xuanling waved the Longquan Sword with a nonchalant expression. His moves were wide open and closed, the angles were cunning and sharp, and his speed was as fast as lightning.

Faced with the fierce offensive, Beitianwang could only deal with it hastily. The oncoming sword shadow was almost unable to withstand it several times.

"what!"

King Beitian was completely angry, being beaten by a human being to the point where he could only resist passively, which made him feel an unprecedented sense of frustration.

The Northern King raised his ax and swept towards Zhao Xuanling.

Zhao Xuanling raised his eyebrows. Beitianwang's full blow had the power of breaking mountains and breaking rocks. Zhao Xuanling naturally couldn't take it hard.

With just a tap of his toes, his body floated backwards.

Zhao Xuanling, who landed firmly on the ground, put the Longquan Sword behind his back and looked at King Beitian with a disdainful smile on his face.

Seeing that Zhao Xuanling's offensive was finally interrupted, King Beitian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

After taking a breath, Beitianwang said: "You are indeed very strong, and Taoism is indeed not comparable to those rabble. But don't be complacent. My strength has not yet recovered, and you may not be my opponent after recovery."

"Hey? What are you doing! Wait!"

While Beitian Wang was talking, Zhao Xuanling had no intention of paying attention to him at all.

I saw Zhao Xuanling making a hand gesture with his right hand, and the Longquan Sword was floating in the air following the hand gesture.

"Wait a fart!"

"What a wonderful road, what a magnificent road! The sky will be clear, the earth will be peaceful, the gods will be spiritual, the grains will be full, and all things will live forever! The Secret of Ten Thousand Swords! Imperial!"

As the mantra was read out, the Longquan Sword floating in the air buzzed. Then the sword body trembled, and hundreds of identical swords appeared out of thin air and suspended in the air.

"You little Taoist priest really deceives people! Today, I will let you go for now. In three days, when I have recovered my strength, I will come to take your life!"

Looking at the densely packed sword blades in the air, Beitian Wang did not dare to stay, and after speaking, he ran towards the ghost gate.

"Want to run? Hehe..."

Zhao Xuanling looked at the hundreds of Longquan swords floating in front of him, then looked at the North Heavenly King who was running away and sneered: "Kill!"

Following Zhao Xuanling's order, dozens of Longquan Swords floating in front of him rushed towards Beitianwang with thunderous momentum.

"Ah! Little Taoist! Don't go too far! Ahhhh!"

Countless sword shadows passed by, and Beitian Wang's body was instantly covered with countless sword marks, and black ghost energy continued to spurt out from the wounds.

The Longquan Sword can restrain evil spirits, and with the blessing of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique performed by Zhao Xuanling, no matter how strong the Northern King is, he still gets beaten and screams in agony.

However, the Ghost Gate was not far from the North Heavenly King. Before Zhao Xuanling could give him a fatal blow, the Northern Heavenly King jumped into the Ghost Gate.

Before leaving, King Beitian stared at Zhao Xuanling with two big blood-red eyes and said: "Three days! In three days, I will come to take your life!"

"Shh!"

"what!"

Zhao Xuanling didn't pay attention to Beitianwang's threat and slashed his arm casually. The Longquan Sword also slashed Beitianwang's face fiercely under Zhao Xuanling's control.

Another terrifying wound was added to the already ugly face of King Beitian, which seemed to add a bit more terror to it.

Seeing that Zhao Xuanling did not communicate with him at all, Beitian Wang didn't dare to say anything more and disappeared directly into the ghost gate and disappeared.

Zhao Xuanling sneered when he saw this, took back the Longquan Sword and said to himself: "King of the North? Humph, that's all."

Looking at the ghost gate that was gradually dissipating, Zhao Xuanling thought for a moment and then walked towards the outside of the teaching building.

"Three days? Just in time, I will take these three days to understand why my Taoist sect was exterminated!"

Zhao Xuanling threw the Longquan Sword, then jumped up, stepped firmly on the sword, and flew away!