Comprehensive Martial Arts: Defend Wudang and stop Xu Weixiong at the beginning of the game
11 Trespassers of Wudang will be killed without mercy.

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"Boom!"

He was dead as soon as he landed.

"Stop the two rangers from entering the mountain and protect the dignity of the mountain gate. You will receive one month of pure internal strength.”

The young Taoist priest held a blood-stained long sword in his hand. The sword moved without leaving a trace as it slashed at the remaining two black-robed assassins.

Although Xu Weixiong was talented and intelligent, he was still too young. Under the siege of two killers, he almost lost his life.

"Tsk!"

The sword light flashed and disappeared in a flash. Two blood arrows soared and dyed the rain red.

The two black-robed men stood still with swords in their hands. Their bodies were stiff as if they had lost their souls.

His eyes were dull, and he was thinking about it, but he couldn't say anything.

The wind blew and the rain roared. The body of the assassin in black fell into the mud.

The rain washed away the face cloth, revealing two ferocious faces.

"Is Wudang a place where you can be impudent?”

The young Taoist priest curled his lips and activated his true qi to disperse the blood on the sword.

It was his first time killing someone, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Perhaps it was because he had lived two lives that Lin Xuan's mentality was extremely strong, or rather, his adaptability was very strong.

Born in the martial world, swords and swords were bound to be stained with blood. It was just a matter of time.

Xu Weixiong sized up Lin Xuan with a strange gaze and said in surprise,"Little Daoist, you don't even blink when you kill people.”

"My eyes aren't dry, so why are you blinking? Or was there a connection between killing and blinking?”

The young Taoist priest asked.

The Second Commandery Princess of the Northern Liang was speechless. In the end, she snorted and said,""Doesn't Wudang Sect emphasize on being quiet and not killing?”

"You're talking about Shaolin's bald donkeys.”

Lin Xuan rolled his eyes and said unhappily,"My master never taught me this.”

"But if you think that this poor priest's killing is not good, I can leave immediately.”

"Leave the Second Commandery Princess here alone," the young Taoist priest said.”

"You dare?"

" If anything happens to me in Wudang," Xu Weixiong threatened," I don't even need my father to do anything. The 500 Snow Dragon Cavalry at the foot of the mountain will make you suffer."”

"Unreasonable."

Lin Xuan mocked.

"Hmph, in the entire Liangzhou, who doesn't know that I, Xu Weixiong, am arrogant and despotic? When have I ever been reasonable with others?”

The girl sneered.

Lin Xuan closed his mouth and looked outside the pavilion. Under the dark night, in the vast wind and rain.

The grass and trees swayed and rustled. The stream roared and the water surged.

"The main character is here."

He narrowed his eyes.

More than a dozen figures slowly walked out of the rainstorm, bought a small stone bridge, and finally stopped in front of Wudang Mountain.

They stood in a straight line with swords on their backs, bamboo hats on their heads, straw raincoats wrapped around them, and black masks covering their faces. Only pairs of cold eyes could be seen.

The young Taoist priest jumped out of the pavilion and landed in front of the mountain gate. He held a three-foot-long steel sword in his hand and allowed the rain to fall on his body and wet his Taoist robe.

He swept his gaze across these people and said coldly,"Anyone who trespasses Wudang will be killed without mercy."

However, his five-foot-tall body was exceptionally tall and straight. In the face of more than a dozen burly assassins, he did not lose out in terms of aura.

Cold gazes filled with killing intent landed on him, but Lin Xuan ignored them.

"A young Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain."

A hoarse voice sounded,"Get lost if you don't want to die."”

"This has nothing to do with you."

"I repeat, anyone who trespasses Wudang Sect will be killed without mercy.”

The long sword was in his hand again. The young Taoist priest's expression was cold and he did not take half a step back. His tone was unquestionable.

A faint killing intent filled the air.

"You don't know what's good for you.”

The man in the bamboo hat in the middle spoke and waved his hand. The black-robed assassins on the left and right sides attacked together.

Mud splashed everywhere, and the light of swords and sabers rose and fell. Seven or eight of them held their weapons and pounced on the young Taoist priest.

The rest charged towards Xu Weixiong.

"Stubborn and seeking death."

Lin Xuan spoke. In the next moment, the long sword shook, and raindrops splattered. He took half a step forward and slashed out.

"Tsk!"

The blade light shattered, and the black-robed assassin at the front instantly lost his breath. The cold blade brushed past his neck.

"Tsk!"

He took half a step forward and avoided the long saber that was coming down on him. He slashed his long sword diagonally, and blood exploded.

Yet another black-robed assassin had died. His actions were clean and efficient, and he never used his sword a second time to kill.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have been hard to imagine that such a fierce sword technique had actually come from the hands of a half-grown Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain.

In a short span of seven to eight breaths, the entrance of Wudang Mountain was filled with the corpses of the black-robed men.

The torrential rain fell from the sky and washed over the corpses. The blood mixed with the rain and flowed into the stream.

The stream was dyed red.

"Wuuu!"

The cold wind whistled, rolling up bean-sized raindrops. Dead branches and leaves danced in the sky, as if there was a ghost howling.

In front of Wudang Mountain, a young Taoist priest with a blood-stained Taoist robe stood among the messy corpses with a sword dripping with blood.

His gaze looked at the leading assassin. From the beginning to the end, Lin Xuan's heart was extremely calm.

"Tsk!"

Xu Weixiong held a long sword in one hand and a head in the other. He walked over and threw it in front of the remaining killer.

She had suffered a lot of injuries, but fortunately, they were not serious. They were only superficial wounds.

"Are you alright?"

The young Taoist priest asked without turning his head, his gaze fixed on the man.

"It's fine. This guy should be an expert.”

Xu Weixiong said.

"A second-rate Rank-1."

The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth curled up, and the contempt in his eyes made the man angry.

Above Rank-1 was the Connate Realm. Connate Realm martial artists were considered first-rate experts in the martial arts world.

As for the Zongshi realm, it was one in ten thousand. Every Zongshi martial artist had unfathomable abilities and was enough to establish a sect.

"If we don't act soon, the Snowy Dragon Cavalry will arrive at the foot of the mountain.”

The young Taoist priest teased,"When the time comes, I'm afraid you won't even be able to leave an intact corpse."”

"Originally, I only wanted to kill the Second Commandery Princess of the Northern Liang Imperial Residence, but I changed my mind now.”

The man slowly pulled out his long sword. Cold rain dripped down from the sword. His eyes were filled with killing intent.

"If I kill you, I'm sure Wudang's Immortal Wang will be sad for a long time.”

"Who doesn't know how to say harsh words?"

Lin Xuan shook his head.”

For some reason, Xu Weixiong felt that this young Taoist priest seemed to be pointing at the mulberry tree and cursing the locust tree. He was clearly talking about that man.

However, no matter how she listened, she felt that he was scolding her in a roundabout way.

However, Xu Weixiong also knew what was important. Now was not the time to lose his temper.

No one would survive tonight.

"Let's attack together."

She spoke with a fierce look in her eyes.

"You can step back, or you'll only drag me down.”

After saying that, the Little Daoist tapped his toes and activated the fourth level of the Connate Qi Refinement Art to the extreme. Majestic true qi rushed out of his dantian, ran through his eight extraordinary meridians, and circulated throughout his body.

His Daoist robe fluttered, tearing through the wind. The long sword in his hand tore through the rain, and he used the Sword Drawing Art.

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