I, Wudang’s Shepherd, Signed In For 50 Years

"hehe."

"Yin Huaiyu old fogey."

"I know you intend to protect Wudang dísciple."

"But you are old, and you dare to be distracted to do other things."

"It seems that you planned to give up this old life and die?"

Zhan Gui laughed loudly.

It seems that the moment when Yin Huaiyu is killed is already foreseeable.

"Bah!"

Yin Huaiyu spit, and his face was ice-cold saying:

"Demon Sect's lackeys are going to be rampant."

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"What if you beat the old man."

"In Wudang Sect, the Grade 1 warrior is more than the old man."

"If you see That one, I’m afraid he’s going to scare his pants!"

After finishing speaking, he looked up and laughed, as if the expert who was stronger than him gave him enough confidence.

Zhan Gui picked frowned and stared at Yin Huaiyu coldly.

He doesn't think Yin Huaiyu is deliberately frightening him.

On the contrary, he knows Yin Huaiyu too much.

This Old Guy has always regarded himself as high-minded, how can he pin his self-esteem on others.

Unless...

"Wudang Mountain really has this character?"

Zhan Gui is uncertain.

He was originally arrogant, but now he is terrified and over-cautious.

Even if you fight against Yin Huaiyu, you will keep your eyes on the vicinity.

For fear that the expert suddenly jumped out and gave him a look.

"Heavenly demon transforms!"

Suddenly, Zhan Gui loudly roared.

Inner Strength actually manifests itself, forming a heavenly demon phase covering the whole body.

In an instant, Zhan Gui's breath rose sharply, and there was a faint trend of breakthrough Grade 1 intermediate.

Yin Huaiyu complexion greatly changed.

He played against Zhan Gui, and he was already at a disadvantage.

And Zhan Gui actually hid a hand.

That trick to transform into heavenly demon is clearly Demon Sect's very famous demon art.

A trick called Divine Heavenly Demon Art.

This cultivation technique uses the lifespan of the martial artist to overdraw, to forcibly stimulate the potential.

The reason why Zhan Gui was able to achieve Grade 1 warrior from Grade 3 warrior in 30 years was driven by Divine Heavenly Demon Art.

"It's over!"

Yin Huaiyu secretly sighed.

Then I understand why Demon Sect chose Zhan Gui to kill him.

It is clear that Zhan Gui is competent enough.

If there is no miracle, I am afraid Yin Huaiyu will eventually fall.

"haha!"

"Yin Huaiyu old fogey, your death date is here!"

Zhan Gui laughed arrogantly.

Relying on the huge potential inspired by this heavenly demon transformation, he has enough confidence to kill Yin Huaiyu.

Of course, as long as the senior does not make a move, the result is destined.

"Dead!"

Zhan Gui angry roar, turned into a black shadow and headed straight towards Yin Huaiyu.

Outside of Free and Unfettered Peak.

The abbot and Sect Elder watched this thrilling scene with Direct Disciple.

Even Grade 9 warrior dísciple can see that Yin Huaiyu is not Zhan Gui's opponent at all.

With this blow, the outcome is determined!

"Dudu du!"

The melodious flute sound came.

It listened softly, but suppressed the hunting wind.

Under the sound of the flute, Zhan Gui's figure suddenly stagnated.

And then the heavenly demon of the whole body gradually disappeared.

Upon seeing this, Zhan Gui's face changed suddenly.

His head is shaking like a rattle, and he scans the mountain range frantically, seeming to be looking for something.

A hundred steps away.

Yin Huaiyu's face showed joy, and he muttered to himself:

"It's Jade Tide Birth Tune!"

"Senior, you can finally It's a shot!"

The sound of the flute echoed in Free and Unfettered Peak, and then spread throughout Wudang Mountain.

The abbot and each Sect Elder did not realize the sound of the flute.

Until 90% of dísciple suddenly fell asleep.

They only know that this flute is a sonic cultivation technique used by a powerhouse.

"Quickly, seal your ears!"

The abbot roared.

Unfortunately it is too late.

The sound of the flute seems to be an indiscriminate attack, but for Wudang Sect dísciple, it only serves as a hypnotic effect.

"It's useless."

Qingwei Palace Palace Lord, Lin Xiao gave a wry smile.

Weak in strength:

"Sound wave cultivation technique directly affects Inner Strength, and the martial artist who plays the flute is much stronger than us."

After that, Lin Xiao and each Sect Elder fell asleep one after another.

Only the abbot was left sitting cross-legged, resisting the sound of the flute bitterly.

But he didn't even dare to open his eyes.

"Ah!"

A roar constantly echoed from Free and Unfettered Peak.

Zhan Gui tried to disturb the sound of the flute with a roar.

This is also the simplest and most effective way to resist sonic cultivation technique.

However, he yelled a few times but found it was useless.

Only then did he realize that the owner of the flute is much stronger than him.

"Grade 1, Great Grandmaster!"

Zhan Gui's pupils shrank sharply.

Before, he had doubts whether the senior mentioned by Yin Huaiyu really existed.

At this moment, he was convinced.

There is indeed a Legendary Grade character like Zhang Sanfeng in Wudang Sect.

"Asshole!"

Zhan Gui was not reconciled, he glared at him angrily.

Bloodshot quickly dissatisfied his eyes.

The violent Inner Strength emerges again.

This time is obviously more tyrannical than last time.

"Heavenly Demon Great Transformation!"

Zhan Gui's roar resounded through the sky.

Black Inner Strength is like a Demon tearing Zhan Gui's chest, struggling to crawl out.

Accompanied by Zhan Gui's heart-piercing howl, that Demon has grown to a few ten zhang high.

And the billowing breath seems to break through to the level of Grade 1 mid-level powerhouse.

"Kill!"

Zhan Gui loudly roared.

The blood-red eyes have long lost consciousness. At this moment, he has been swallowed by Divine Heavenly Demon Art.

There is only killing intent.

The purpose is simpler, to find the owner of the flute and crush it.

"oh!"

The sound of the flute disappeared, but in exchange for a cry of regret.

"Is it really worth it to trade lifespan for strength?"

In the dense woods, Lin Chuan stepped out.

Slowly raised his head and looked towards Zhan Gui, with a disdainful smile rising from the corner of his mouth.

"You have to know."

"Even if you pay the price of your life, you are not my opponent!"

Chapter Sixteen One Hundred Thousand Swords Come, cut Demon

Lin Chuan's calmness is incompatible with the hideousness of the sky.

Zhan Gui in heavenly demon has long lost his mind.

The Inner Strength rage caused by Divine Heavenly Demon Art is not affected by the sonic cultivation technique at all.

Even if Lin Chuan is far stronger than Zhan Gui, for a lunatic, the trifling Inner Strength chaos is completely useless.

Divine Heavenly Demon Art has Thirteenth Layer.

To stimulate the human body's potential at the expense of lifespan consumption.

The previous Twelfth Layer consumes lifespan at most.