Chapter 323 The Death of Mu Dao Ren
"What a fairy from the sky, it is indeed a sword technique that is unparalleled in the world. Today, you and I will compete to see who is the best sword in the world!"
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Mu Daoren let out a long roar, and his body suddenly appeared in the sea of clouds. When the ancient sword was swung, thousands of sword shadows intertwined into a giant sword, and slashed down with a bang.
"Good!" Tianyuren moved with the sword, and the sword soared into the sky.
"Ding!"
The sound of the long swords colliding sounded, and the collision sound continued for a full incense stick of time.
The sword energy in the sky suddenly exploded, with the contact point of the two long swords as the core, turning the entire sea of clouds into a huge vortex, like the eye of heaven.
The scene was extremely spectacular and terrifying. This was the real confrontation between Mu Daoren's Liangyi Divine Sword and Tianwai Feixian.
"This sword technique"
"It's so terrifying!"
"Even if Master Zhang came in person, it would only be this good, right?"
"Don't talk nonsense about the immortal!"
The Wudang masters watching the battle were all dumbfounded. No one could describe the agility and changes of their sword; no one could describe the thrill of this sword; and no one dared to imagine what it would be like if they became their enemy.
It didn't seem to matter. It was nothing more than a sword, and the person suddenly disappeared.
Very abruptly, the sound of the long sword collision suddenly stopped, and the two figures flashed and returned to the distance, as if they had never moved.
"Today's battle is really exciting!"
Mu Daoren laughed loudly, his eyes as pure as a baby. At this moment, he was no longer the scheming hero, but just an unparalleled swordsman.
"Mu Dao has unparalleled swordsmanship, but unfortunately he can't escape the years like a knife." Tianyu sighed slightly and took back his magic power.
He was a little tired at the moment, but it was still within his expectations. Mu Daoren's martial arts were too high. He could not find any flaws in his sword moves when fighting him. He could only grind him to death.
This was also because Mu Daoren's physical strength had finally deteriorated. If he was 20 years younger, he would still have a chance to fight.
"Haha, victory is victory, defeat is defeat, where are there so many excuses? Thank you to the city lord for your help today. I know the joy of swordsmanship."
"It's a pity that if I could meet the city lord, a peerless sword master, ten years ago, I could focus on swordsmanship and not plan those things."
Mu Daoren laughed and sat cross-legged. The past flashed in his eyes.
Many years ago, he could have been the head of Wudang, but he gave the position of head to his junior brother Mei Zhenren. It was not because he really wanted to, but because he had to do it.
Because he did something against the rules of the sect and was caught by Mei Zhenren, he was forced to give up his position.
Not only did he marry a wife outside, but he also had children, which was not tolerated by the Wudang sect rules!
Decades later, his disciple was Shi He, the most famous swordsman in Wudang, who suffered the same fate as him at that time and was forced to give up the position of the head.
He had placed his hopes on Shi He, but now all his hopes have become a bubble, which has led to a lifelong knot.
So, he simply chose another way and deliberately established Ghost Villa, becoming the mysterious and arrogant owner of Ghost Villa.
"Uncle Mu?" Seeing the appearance of Mu Dao Ren, the head of the sect Shi Yan was shocked and shouted hurriedly.
"Today's battle, although the old Taoist died with five regrets, my Wudang disciples must not be smart and avenge me presumptuously!" Mu Dao Ren opened his eyes and looked at him, saying in a cold tone.
"Yes!" Shi Yan was silent for a moment and nodded.
When Mu Dao Ren was alive, he and his master had been on guard against Mu Dao Ren for decades, but now that Mu Dao Ren was about to die, he felt empty in his heart, and even had a sense of fear mixed with panic.
Perhaps this was the mentality of the people at Wudang Mountain when Zhang Sanfeng passed away in the past?
Once Mu Dao Ren passed away, Wudang would no longer be the top sect!
"Master, take care of yourself and pass on Wudang well." Mu Dao Ren seemed to understand Shi Yan's thoughts and smiled coldly.
The next moment, his face showed an extremely gray aura, and his originally immortal body was constantly disintegrating from the inside out.
The mountain wind blew, blowing his body away and spreading all over the sea of clouds. There was a slight trace of blood around the sea of clouds, which was extremely tragic and elegant.
"Fellow Daoist Mu, have a good journey." Tianyu sighed.
The strength of this Mu Dao Ren is infinitely close to the gold level, and even the power of his swordsmanship may have broken through to that level.
The last sword fell, not only was there an invisible sword energy, but there was already some feeling of turning the virtual into the real.
Perhaps it was only because his thoughts were not clear that affected his realm. Like Tianyu, after exerting all his strength, he was at the peak of the silver level.
Although Tianyu was able to defeat Mu Dao Ren after his outbreak, he had some difficulty in fighting.
Just like the previous battle with Ximen Chuixue, as long as he started, it was destined to be a life-and-death battle, and it was absolutely impossible to stop at the point!
Unless he broke through directly now and attacked with overwhelming strength
As for Mu Dao Ren’s past grievances, Tianyu was actually too lazy to comment. What the swordsman relied on was the long sword in his hand, not any conspiracy.
If it was not in line with the sect rules, he just broke out. With Mu Dao Ren’s strength, he could easily become a generation of sect leader. He didn’t need to be so deliberate and fight openly and secretly with Mei Zhenren’s lineage for so long!
Speaking of which, the Wudang Sect is a big family with a lot of dirty things behind it.
No matter how you look at this matter, Tianyu feels that Mu Dao Ren was actually set up by someone!
But judging from Mu Dao Ren's choice, he probably still didn't find the problem, or he knew the problem, but he didn't want to believe and admit it.
It is very likely that if Shi Yan, the head of Wudang in the original work, had not suddenly died of illness, he would still not have much chance to become the head.
This shows that people should find their own position and become technical talents, and don't think about management.
"Draw the sword!" Shi Yan faced the remains of Mu Dao Ren, and after a moment of silence, the long sword was unsheathed.
The Taoists were silent, and the next moment, dozens of long swords were unsheathed, and the sword energy was like a tide.
Tianyu glanced at Tianyu lightly, showing a smile.
"Broken sword!"
Shi Yan sighed softly, and his internal force was running. Suddenly, he swung it, and the famous sword in his hand broke into dozens of pieces, and fell to the ground with a clang.
"Respect the master's order!"
Dozens of long swords shattered at the same time, and several of them were famous swords, but there was no lingering look in the eyes of these Taoists. After seeing this sword fight, no one cared about the swords in their hands.
"Salute!"
Shi Yan saluted the remains of Mu Taoist, and saluted Tianyu again.
The remaining Taoists did not say a word, and saluted twice.
Paying tribute to the supreme elder of this sect, worshiping the world's number one sword!
This also means that Wudang bows down. When seeing Tianyu again in the future, Wudang will choose to retreat.
"Kill Mu Taoist, Wudang bows down, and gain 1000 reputation points, current reputation: 9500 points!"
