The villain's national teacher always teases me

You Huang's veil moved: "This is a contest between the two of us, you..."

Lang Zi scratched his head, "Can't my own sword spirit also participate?"

Sword spirit?The second humanoid sword spirit in the world? !

There was an uproar, and the female cultivator in white even constricted her pupils.

"You said...he is your sword spirit?" You Huang pointed at Luo Hui tremblingly, "Impossible, how could a sword cultivator have a sword spirit!"

Luo Hui glanced at her dissatisfied.Although he only looks like a child, but in terms of age, he is longer than the entire history of Chengxian School. How can he tolerate a junior denying his existence.

Luo Hui tugged at her bellyband and stood upright.Although he is still a small bean when he stands up straight, his aura around him changes greatly.

——As if he was no longer a round doll, but an unsheathed magic weapon.

"Master, give me the sword." Luo Hui frowned and said.

Lang Zi nodded, and immediately took out the Luohui sword from Yufu and handed it to him.

Under normal circumstances, the sword cultivator's natal spirit sword can only be controlled by himself, and he cannot prove to others that Luohui is his own sword spirit. Only letting Luohui operate the Luohui sword himself is the most convincing.

It's important to prove it.After all, if you are only in the Taoist realm, you may not be able to beat the female cultivator on the opposite side.

Luohui Lingjian was in his hand, lying across his chest, his small face was full of contempt: "Come on, see how I beat you with my own body, calling you Grandpa!"

It was really full of vulgar words, and You Huang's eyes were complicated when he heard it.

"However, our sect leader is not married to Sword Spirit." Behind You Huang, the woman who practiced marriage before said, "My friend Sword Spirit, you already have your own marriage."

Luo Hui: Huh?

Lang Zi: ...

Lang Zi glanced at the little sword spirit who only reached his knees, and was quite speechless.

He hasn't got married yet, so how can a pedophile get married with Luo Hui? ?

The onlookers all felt that what the woman said made sense. Although the sword spirit was a monk's property by default, the Chengxian faction has been in existence for more than [-] years, and there has never been a sword cultivator standing by and letting the weapon be used in a confrontation.

What's more, this weapon has a marriage relationship, even if he wins, is it possible for someone to bring the sword back?

Looking at everyone's expressions, Lang Zi knew that this strategy would not work.Although he prided himself on being thick-skinned, he was not as thick-skinned as a national teacher.After a moment of silence, he took out the Luohui sword from Luohui's hand and pushed him back into the crowd.

"One move determines the outcome?" Lang Zi looked at You Huang.

The woman smiled lightly: "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, the person flew forward.

The two were originally separated by dozens of feet, but You Huang's figure was running like thunder, and he arrived in front of Lang Zi in the blink of an eye.

Lang Zi originally thought that she was going to go straight to his face, and the horizontal sword stepped forward and retreated, waiting for the opportunity to stab, but unexpectedly, You Huang had no intention of fighting him in close quarters, and stood five steps away from Lang Zi, with white clothes fluttering around, Daoyi comes out from the dantian and transforms into countless golden threads.

The onlookers quickly backed away. They had seen this move before at the head of the sect. It was a Daoist net of killing and killing Dao. If a thread gets on it, it will be caught by the whole net.

You Huang didn't make a final move, he just wanted to trap Lang Zi.The net of Daoyi immediately surrounded him, and he was slowly bullied five steps away.

You Huang stood outside the golden net and smiled lightly: "I only have one move, if you can crack it, I will admit defeat."

Lang Zi frowned, guessing in his heart that this technique was not as simple as it seemed.

But he is a sword cultivator, with the spirit sword in his hand, he is fearless, even if he wants to cut the sword and break the net.

Some disciples couldn't bear it, and reminded: "Old Ancestor, be careful, the force you strike will hit yourself."

Lang Zi quickly put away his sword.

It stands to reason that when monks fight, others should not remind them.But Youhuang glanced at the talkative disciple, didn't pay attention, and explained his tactics to Lang Zi instead: "This is the result of killing and cutting, if you don't know how to do it, all the attacks will fall on you yourself, but if you can overwhelm my will, it's another matter."

Hearing what she said, Lang Zi calmed down a lot.

Since it is Taoism...hehe, his sword likes to eat Taoism the most.

Although the net was closed slowly, Lang Zi would be trapped eventually.He was not in a hurry, and waited until the golden net was within two steps before he raised his arm, and slowly pressed the tip of Luohui's sword against it.

When the Luohui sword touched the golden net, like a hungry animal, it sucked its Taoism into the sword inch by inch, humming and trembling happily, and even Luohui in the crowd drooled two drops of saliva greedily.

In a short while, Youhuang's Taoism was swallowed up, and the golden net disappeared by itself.

It was the first time that Youhuang looked at the spirit sword in Lang Zi's hand, but saw that it was as transparent as glass, with a sword intent that was no less than that of the monk himself, so he couldn't help opening his eyes wide.

"This sword... where did you find it?"

Lang Zi was slightly proud, shook the sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's my disciple's filial piety gift to me as a teacher, why, do you like it?"

You Huang swallowed, and nodded slightly.

But I heard Lang Zi say: "If you like it, just... look at it more?" This is his natal spirit sword, and it is the first gift given to him by the national teacher, and it cannot be given just because others like it.

You Huang: ...

You Huang didn't look at the sword again, but sighed desolately: "I lost."

According to the agreement, she could not take Lang Zi away, nor could she take Wan Shang away.

She closed her eyes slightly, and was about to turn around and take the disciples away.

The Marriage Dao disciple refused to give up, pointing at Lang Zi and said: "Sect Leader, ordinary cultivators who have entered the Dao realm, who can break your Dao will trap? He just relied on the power of the Spiritual Sword, you didn't lose!"

Then he shouted angrily at Lang Zi: "If you have the ability, do it again!"

Lang Zi was puzzled.He is a sword cultivator, so it's okay if the sword spirit is not his, but now the natal spirit sword is not his skill?

The onlookers also felt that she was making unreasonable words, and many people ridiculed her.

"Fellow Daoist, do you want sword cultivators and abandoned swords to compete with you?"

"That's all for bewitching Dao Patriarch back then, but now you dare to hold chicken feathers and hold your arrows in high spirits, do you really think that there is no one in Yuxu Mountain?"

The way of swordsmanship is the belief of Chengxian sect. Disciples can tolerate others teasing Wanshang, but they absolutely cannot bear the way of swordsmanship being questioned.Questioning the swordsman is equivalent to questioning the founder of Taoism.

You Huang scolded the disciple: "Yue Luo, life and death are fateful, I did lose."

The disciple named Yue Luo was extremely anxious, with tears in his eyes.She shook off the head of the sect, and with the long sword in hand, she charged straight at Lang Zi.

"The disciple won it back for you!"

Marriage Taoist monks are not good at fighting, but Yueluo's cultivation level is probably not much different from that of Chu Hansheng.Lang Zi only felt the boundless aura coming straight at him, before he could think about it, he swung his sword.

You Huang sensed that something was wrong, forcibly reversed the movement that was originally blocking Yue Luo, and blocked her with his body.

It was too late and then too fast, from Yue Luo dodging the master's restraint to Lang Zi wielding his sword, within half a breath, many people didn't react, let alone stop them.

Everyone felt a golden light flash in front of their eyes, and a monstrous sword intent burst out from Lang Zi's hands. When they looked again, the head of You Huang had already spilled blood in the sky, and Yue Luo was also affected by her protection, flying upside down with her go out.

Not only that, in front of Lang Zi's body, there appeared a crack that was tens of feet long, straight and deep, and the remaining sword intent made the disciples' scalps tingle.

"Master!" Yue Luo's wailing was extremely shrill.

Lang Zi followed the prestige and saw that the head of You Huang, bathed in blood in white, was limp in Yue Luo's arms, his breath faint.Yue Luo's white robe was also half dyed red. With a light cough, blood froth bloomed on the veil to form red plums. The remaining three Mengmeng sect disciples gathered around the head and senior sister, and took out the elixir. Take out the elixir, lose mana, lose mana, but ask for help to save the life of the head.

No one expected that Lang Zi's sword would be so terrifying, even Lang Zi looked at the sword in his hand in surprise.

The disciples were silent for a moment, and there was a clever one who hurriedly turned around to invite the elder, and the rest, some looked at Lang Zi in fear, and some hurried forward to help save others.

"Go away!"

Yue Luo suddenly went berserk, swung his long sleeves, waved away all the disciples of the Chengxian sect who were close to him, and shouted sadly: "It's useless! The master is dying!"

She stood up staggeringly, her blood-red eyes turned to Lang Zi, full of deep-seated hatred.

"It's you!" She raised a hand and pointed at Lang Zi, "You are not at the Dao realm at all! Your sword just now has at least the strength above the Dao realm! !"

She paused every word, broken words almost squeezed out from between her teeth.

Once the words were settled, the remaining three Mengmei Sect disciples also stood up, and all of them pointed their swords at Lang Zi, with tears in their eyes and deep hatred.

The disciples of the Chengxian School also believed that the ancestor's strength was completely inconsistent with his words of entering the Taoist realm. They didn't believe that the ancestor could only enter the Taoist realm. .

Lang Zi laughed back in anger.

He did feel guilty for inadvertently hurting someone, but that didn't mean that he would bear the guilt that didn't belong to him.

Lang Zi calmly said, "Everyone saw for themselves that it was you who attacked me suddenly, and I was forced to raise my sword to resist."

Yue Luo couldn't listen to anything, and the trembling stabbing sword was like an order: "Whoever you are, I will take your life and avenge the head of the sect!"

The four disciples of Mengmei Sect came with swords, Lang Zi was afraid of hurting them again, so he had to dodge again and again, Wan Tu and others saw this and hurried up to help.

Wantu confronts Yueluo, and Wanshang, Wanfan, and He Muliu confront each other.But their realm is not as high as that of Mengmengmen, and they will fall into a disadvantage if they can't beat them with a few moves.

Lang Zi held Luohui in his arms, and wanted to dodge the cold sword stabbed by the female cultivator of Mengmei Sect from time to time. His sleeve was torn unexpectedly, and he yelled at the disciples watching angrily: "You are all stupid, don't hurry up and help me, don't you?" See your ancestor being beaten?"

Disciples: ...as if they could beat you!

The disciples came up slowly, gathered the strength of everyone, "helped the tyrant to abuse", and suppressed several disciples of Mengmeimen.

"Fellow Daoist, you have something to say!" Wan Tu clamped Yue Luo's hands together and said, "If you keep dragging on, your sect masters will be doomed."

Yue Luo sneered, and his words were also cold: "How can the head be saved? The sword in his hand is the Luo Hui Sword, the spirit sword of the Taoist ancestor back then."

Surprised all four.

Everyone in the world knows that Daozu's natal spirit sword is an artifact bestowed by heaven, but few people know that that sword is the Luohui sword.

Lang Zi looked at Luohui Sword Spirit in shock: "Are you the spirit sword of Dao Patriarch?"

Luo Hui looked at him stupidly: "Ah? Am I so old?!"

Crowd: ...

Yue Luo stared at Lang Zi viciously, her veil moved slightly.

But it was an extremely small silver needle, piercing through the veil and directly hitting Lang Zi's face!

The distance was too close, Lang Zi couldn't dodge in time, his eyes widened.

Stretching out a hand diagonally, he lightly clamped the silver needle between his fingers.

This hand was slender and fair, with distinct joints. Lang Zi looked up and saw the familiar face of the national teacher.

He suddenly relaxed a lot in his heart, and murmured: "My beloved, when did you come back?"

The national teacher smiled slightly, his eyebrows and eyes slightly curved, "Your Highness, I have been back for some time. But I don't want to wait until now, you will give me a chance to be a hero to save the beauty."

Lang Zi: ...

So the swordsmanship is really my fault?Hey wait, what hero saves the beauty?Pooh!You are beautiful and your whole family is beautiful!

The national teacher threw out the silver needle and turned to Yue Luo.

At the last moment, his expression was still like a spring in March, but at this moment, it was three points colder than the midwinter.

"Yue Luo... Well, it should be the Fairy of Marriage, long time no see." The national teacher said softly.

Moonfall, who seemed exhausted, suddenly changed color.

None of the disciples could see her movements clearly, they only knew that in the blink of an eye, several disciples who were suppressing her had been overthrown, and this female cultivator who followed the head of Youhuang, at some point in the air with her sword, flew away go.

Seeing that the national teacher was about to catch up, Lang Zi hurriedly grabbed him: "Leave her alone, saving people is the most important thing!"

The national teacher raised his eyebrows slightly, and then looked at You Huang who was unconscious on the ground.

He stretched out a finger, and touched You Huang's eyebrows.

Is it really killing Dao?

interesting.

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