So strong!
Indescribably powerful.
The three elders joined forces, but they were unable to block the other party's sword.
The key point is that the other party is just a young girl around twenty years old.
Is it embarrassing?
Shameful!
But more of it was shock.
It's fear!
With just one sword strike, all three elders were injured.
The one who was most seriously injured was actually the third elder.
The second elder was the least injured.
This was also thanks to what Duanmu Qing said on the way, that the Second Elder hated evil and was relatively fair and honest, otherwise, he would probably have ended up in a miserable state.
Duanmu Qing swallowed wildly.
So strong!
He also felt very strong.
Even stronger than he imagined.
But Duanmu Xiong's face now looked particularly ugly.
He gave the order.
He has to bear the consequences.
The dignified leader of the Maoshan Sect was now pale as he stared at Wanru. His expression was distorted, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke word by word, "You, who are you?"
It was as if she didn't even look at him.
Ignore it!
Duanmu Xiong was in a difficult situation.
He wanted to fight, but the three elders were defeated together. Even if he fought, he would definitely suffer a crushing defeat.
He was also worried that if he went into battle, Wanru would show no mercy. The sword intent made his skin go cold and his heart was also in turmoil.
He knew very well that he could not withstand the sword intent.
He couldn't even take a single sword strike.
His expression kept changing and he didn't know what to do for a moment.
It's really a difficult situation to get off the tiger's back.
He does have his own trump card, which is the Supreme Elder.
The Supreme Elder is his master and the number one master of Maoshan Sect. It is said that he has lived for more than a hundred years. A true old master, even in the entire ancient martial arts world, he is definitely much stronger than all the sect masters. Perhaps only the hidden old monsters in various sects can match him.
If the Supreme Elder is willing to take action, no matter how strong the person is, he will be dead.
However, the Grand Elder will not appear unless the sect is in critical situation.
The problem is, this is already a critical moment.
Why hasn’t the Supreme Elder appeared yet?
Duanmu Xiong was a little anxious.
Duanmu Qing approached Tang Xiaobao and whispered, "Be careful, he must be waiting for the Supreme Elder to show up."
Tang Xiaobao nodded and smiled at Duanmu Xiong, "Are you scared?"
"What do I have to fear? Young man, don't be presumptuous. Maoshan Sect is part of the ancient martial arts world. If you offend us today, you will become the enemy of the entire ancient martial arts world. One day, you will be hunted down to the point where you have no way to escape. You must think carefully. What's more, my Maoshan Sect still has an ancestor who has not come out. When he comes out, you will be dead."
Duanmu Xiong took a deep breath and became more and more calm.
God knows how scared I was.
Tang Xiaobao curled his lips and said, "The ancient martial arts world is nothing. If you mess with me, the end will be the same."
"How dare you look down on the Ancient Martial Arts World? You really don't know how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is. Just based on this statement of yours, the Ancient Martial Arts World will not let you go!"
Duanmu Xiong's face changed. He was angry at Tang Xiaobao's arrogance.
Tang Xiaobao laughed heartily. "Even if they had ten thousand guts, no one would dare to mess with me. Humph, let's not talk about the Ancient Martial Arts World for now. I didn't come here today to really kill you all. Otherwise, even though you're many in number, you would have been wiped out by me in a flash. I'm not going to kill all of you in your Maoshan Sect just for the sake of your junior brother. Don't you rely on your ancestor? Let him come out. I want to see if this guy has three heads and six arms. Come on, let him come out!"
"Boy, do you really want to die?"
Duanmu Xiong said angrily.
"roll!"
Tang Xiaobao suddenly yelled.
His roar was the authentic lion roar of Buddhism, but its power was countless times stronger.
After absorbing the inner elixir of the thousand-year-old snake spirit, his internal strength had already become extremely profound. At this time, he gathered all his internal strength and transformed it into sound waves, which Duanmu Xiong could not resist.
He heard a loud roar in his ears, and Duanmu Xiong began to bleed from all seven orifices. He was blown away dozens of meters like fallen leaves swept by a strong wind.
Bang!
He fell heavily to the ground and Duanmu Xiong spit out a mouthful of blood.
He had suffered severe internal injuries, his dantian exploded, and he became a cripple forever.
“You, you, you!”
Duanmu Xiong was lying on the ground, pointing at Tang Xiaobao, but he couldn't say a word for a long time. He felt as if his dantian had exploded. He felt all his thoughts fade away, his body tilted, and he fainted.
Fortunately, Tang Xiaobao's sonic attack was only aimed at Duanmu Xiong, otherwise, a large number of people present would have been killed or injured.
Duanmu Qing behind him said dejectedly: "You, you seem to have ruined his martial arts?"
Tang Xiaobao touched his nose and smiled awkwardly, "Well, I'm sorry. I didn't expect him to be so weak. I was very lenient. You can't blame me for ruining my plan. Sorry, sorry. Please forgive me."
Duanmu Qing wanted to cry.
How could he not forgive?
Do I have to find Tang Xiaobao to argue with him, or fight him to the death?
Please, Tang Xiaobao did help.
Besides, if we really have to fight, that's not fighting to the death, that's throwing our lives away.
Giving away heads!
He originally thought that his martial arts skills were on par with Duanmu Xiong's, but when they met, he found that Duanmu Xiong had made greater progress over the years and had surpassed him long ago.
It’s good now, we don’t have to duel.
But now that Duanmu Xiong has been crippled, will the Supreme Elder go crazy with rage?
Duanmu Qing was worried.
The Maoshan Sect has definitely encountered the biggest disaster in hundreds of years today.
Three elders were seriously injured, and the sect's cultivation was destroyed.
This is so embarrassing.
This is probably the first time that the sect has encountered such a thing in the thousands of years since its establishment.
Every disciple of Maoshan Sect felt ashamed.
There is anger in my heart, but more of it is fear.
No one spoke, and everyone glared at Tang Xiaobao angrily.
It was like injuring three elders with one sword, which was already powerful enough to be terrifying and invincible.
Now Tang Xiaobao can cripple the sect leader with just one roar, which is also very powerful.
Two peerless masters came to the mountain gate to challenge, what will the sect do today?
Every disciple of the sect was wondering in his heart.
Just as Duanmu Xiong fainted, a roar came from a distance.
Then, a white shadow was seen rushing towards them from a distance.
The white shadow stopped. It was an old man with white hair and beard. His face was covered with deep wrinkles and his hands were as thin as bamboo shoots. He carried a black ebony sword on his back. His long hair fluttered behind his head. But his most distinctive feature was his beard, which dragged directly to his heart.
What a splendid sect!
What a hermit!
This way of appearance is also awesome, it seems like he spanned dozens of meters, and when he landed, there was no dust raised.
He was wearing a white robe, not a speck of dust on it.
He was not wearing a Taoist robe and did not look like a Taoist priest.
Glancing at Duanmu Xiong in the distance, the old man's brows were tightly knitted, with murderous intent and sadness between his brows.
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