Chapter 12 (1/2)

When he said this, there was an uproar.

Nine out of ten heroes from the Wulin in the south of the Yangtze River are gathered here. Everyone can call a name in the Jianghu. Someone immediately wants to teach him a lesson, but Ding Mian snorts coldly.

”Arrogance!” Ding Mian pointed at Chen ang with his sword and scolded angrily: ”where did you come from, boy? What a big tone!”

”I don't want to talk nonsense to you. I just ask you, are you going one by one or together?”

Chen ang flicked his long sword and asked back.

”You don't need anyone else to deal with you!” Taoist priest Tianmen was very angry. He was the first to stand up. He stretched out his hand and heard a ”clang”, and the long sword around his waist was out of its sheath and a cold light flashed.

People only feel a flower in front of them. Where is the shadow of Taoist priest Tianmen? They are separated by dozens of feet, and several Song Mountain disciples are separated between them. Even if they are peerless experts, they can't hurt others. But when Taoist priest Tianmen pulled out his sword, he was still in place. When the long sword stabbed out, the figure had flashed in front of Chen ang.

A sword ”towering mountains across the sky”, I saw the flash of the sword light, followed by a silent shadow of the sword. Although the sword didn't even stir up the wind, Chen ang saw that his sword was not slow, but faster than the speed of the sound, so it could be silent. Moreover, the sword edge trembles slightly, like left or right, which makes it difficult to identify the direction of the sword potential.

This move is also useful to others, but for Chen ang, it's really a teacher's axe. He smiled, but his body didn't move, waving a sword light.

”Clang!” the two swords closed at the touch.

Unexpectedly, Taoist Tianmen's sword was already like the end of a powerful crossbow and was difficult to wear through Lu Xuan. However, when his strength was exhausted, there was a change out of thin air. It was only a turn. The long sword ended up three points faster, which was a hidden change in the move of ”steep mountains and across the sky”. It was extremely quick to remove the power and close the sword, which was often three points faster than others.

Taoist priest Tianmen twisted his foot and walked with the sword. The tip of the sword seemed to draw a half circle out of thin air. As soon as he closed and turned, he took over the strength of the last sword. The speed was three points faster and the sword potential was urgent and fierce. The more he walked, the more dangerous he was.

”Good move, Mount Tai 18 sets!”

Ding Mian and others shrugged and moved. This move was originally created by a famous guest of Mount Tai sect in the past. He saw that the sheep intestines at the 18 plates under the three gates of Mount Tai were tortuous, turning once in five steps and once in ten steps, which was very dangerous. Therefore, he integrated the terrain into the sword technique. The higher Mount Tai was, the more dangerous it was. This sword move was also more and more fierce.

Now it seems that Taoist Tianmen has got eight points of the essence of this move, which is not a good thing for the grand plan of Songshan sect.

Taoist priest Tianmen's sword is like an antelope hanging its horn. It doesn't leave any smoke and fire. It's natural. It's beyond ordinary people's expectation. As soon as he comes out of the ”Eighteen dishes of Mount Tai”, he changes his moves very quickly. Chen Ang's long sword is most likely not handed out in time. This sword can make him pay for it.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Chen Ang's long sword turned. It was faster than Tianmen Taoist priest by more than three points. It came later and came first, and gently touched the weakness of Tianmen Taoist sword. Not only that, the people nearby looked that this sword was the same as the ”Eighteen plates of Mount Tai” used by Taoist priest Tianmen, even more exquisite.

The long sword in Tianmen Taoist priest's hand was so shocked that he could hardly hold it. He was about to get rid of it.

He held his breath and forcibly pacified the long sword, but his chest was wide open. As long as Chen ang handed the long sword forward, he could account for him. He was a man who would rather die than surrender. Nun Dingyi outside the court couldn't help sweating for him when she saw the dangerous place, but Chen ang just stood with a long sword and didn't take advantage of people's danger.

Taoist Tianmen's long face showed a complicated look, ”good Kung Fu, kind-hearted! Young man, you spare me. I should have covered my face and left. I don't dare to get involved in this matter again. But you use the unique skill of our school. As the leader, I have to ask you about my duty!”