Chapter 422 Return Respect

After witnessing the Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade break through the super-innate realm, the few people exchanged for a while and then said goodbye to each other and went back to their own homes.

Except for the three Buddhist monks who were responsible for handling the follow-up of this demon invasion, everyone else left Huangzhou.

Qingfeng Layman wanted to go back to the Confucian School to copy books as punishment, and the Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade said that he had to go back to the Blue Ancient Sea Clan. Only Wang Zhifan returned to Tianyuan City.

In fact, Wang Zhifan didn't have to go back to Tianyuan City. He could go somewhere else to ask about any powerful demon invaders, but he didn't want to give up the convenience brought by his identity as a Taoist, so he chose to return to the Taoist city two thousand miles away.

Needless to say, Wang Zhifan still asked his old friend Chi Lu Ma to help, and it took more than half an hour to bring him to the location.

On the way, he sporadically discovered some demon invasion forces roaming on the ground, but they were all relatively weak types. The number of demons did not reach more than a thousand, and there were only three or five demon generals at most.

These discoveries prove that the Demon Realm is currently implementing a wide-ranging invasion strategy, and the main force should not have entered yet.

Wang Zhifan used the ice source power or the annihilation aura to deal with some of the ones that had not been dealt with by anyone, and he ignored the others that had already been dealt with by human cultivators. Anyway, they were all weak troops from the Demon Realm, and it was just right for the cultivators to practice.

But when Wang Zhifan returned to the vicinity of Tianyuan City, he unexpectedly discovered that there were also invading armies from the Demon Realm outside this Taoist city, with a total of more than 30,000 people.

He first noticed that there was the breath of the Demon Lord on this battlefield, but it appeared in the form of a corpse, specifically three corpses of the Demon Lord that had been turned into charcoal and chopped into pieces.

The entire battle can be seen to have taken place outside Tianyuan City. The city defense formation of Tianyuan City emitted a bright green light that enveloped the city, and not many demons could get close, let alone destroy it.

After all, there were enough Taoist cultivators in Tianyuan City, and their strength was not bad, so they could kill back the tens of thousands of demons who invaded.

"The demon world is so rampant? Even Tianyuan City has taken direct action?"

Such a scene can be said to be beyond Wang Zhifan's expectations. After he found that the Demon Lord here had been eliminated, he immediately devoted himself to eliminating the remaining demon generals on the battlefield.

Mainly, he felt a little embarrassed. He clearly chose to stay in Tianyuan City, but suddenly ran to the territory of Huangzhou Buddhism to help Buddhism fight the Demon Lord. As a result, he didn't even know that Tianyuan City was attacked by three Demon Lords. Now helping out can be regarded as making up for his mistakes.

So, on the battlefield where the Taoist power of Tianyuan City had a clear advantage, there was suddenly another Taoist master who could be called a dimensionality reduction attack, causing the demon generals who were still entangled with the Taoist Xiantians to die one after another, greatly accelerating the victory of Tianyuan City.

"Demon! Take my Demon-Slaying Sword Style!"

At this moment, the gatekeeper disciple of Qingyang Palace, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old and a Taoist boy in the Xiantian Realm, who was familiar to Wang Zhifan, was also in the battle formation outside Tianyuan City, fighting a demon general who was as ugly as a ghost.

Although this young Taoist priest was not yet an adult, his Xiantian Realm cultivation was not false. He was good at using flying swords to fight the enemy, just like Wang Zhifan's impression of him, and was good at using flying swords to attack the enemy, and he was a three-sword style that flew with one sword under his feet while controlling two swords in his hands.

As the young Taoist priest flying in the air shouted, he made dazzling sword gestures in his hands, and the two flying swords he controlled suddenly flew together and merged into a flying sword that was bigger than a person, bursting out circles of green light and rushing towards the terrible demon general on the ground!

Seeing his opponent using a special skill, the demon general also took measures to deal with it without panic. He suddenly pounced on the ground with his ugly appearance like a ghost. His whole body, which was about ten feet long, disappeared on the ground in the blink of an eye, just like a clay man encountering a flood.

"Demon! Don't even think about escaping!"

The Taoist guarding the Qingyang Palace was still confident when he saw this. He drove the large flying sword that combined the two swords into one to attack the ground fiercely. With a loud bang, he smashed a pit about ten feet wide and at least two feet deep on the ground where the demon general had just disappeared.

"Dead?"

The power of this sword style was quite strong, stirring up a lot of dust around. Therefore, the Taoist who could not see the ground situation clearly and could not sense the enemy's state could not help but control the flying sword under his feet to descend a little bit, intending to get closer to observe.

Of course, he was not a careless fool. During this observation, he had recalled the large flying sword just now and turned it back to the double sword state, and slowly fell with the double swords surrounding himself to defend.

But at this moment, in the dusty air that blocked his vision, a figure about ten feet tall suddenly appeared above and behind the Taoist priest! It was the demon general who had just escaped to the ground!

It turned out that the demon general not only did not die in the Taoist priest's special attack, but also escaped to a far distance in a very insidious way. He took advantage of the sword technique to bombard the ground and caused dust all over the sky, and quietly approached the Taoist priest from above!

This is obviously a combination of some kind of concealment ability and psychological tactics.

The demon general dared to quietly approach the Taoist priest in the dust. It would be difficult to guarantee that he would not be discovered just by moving slowly. He must have used some skills to weaken his own breath.

At the same time, he chose to approach the Taoist priest from above, and he also predicted that the Taoist priest would think that he would appear on the ground, and would unconsciously relax his vigilance against the air behind him, which was the best position for a sneak attack.

Therefore, when the Taoist gatekeeper of Qingyang Palace was slowly descending on his sword and carefully observing the situation on the ground, he suddenly felt like he was on edge, and a huge gust of wind hit his back!

"Not good! Someone is attacking!"

The Taoist reacted immediately, and he hurriedly drove the flying sword under his feet to speed up and escape without looking back, while controlling the other two flying swords that were originally responsible for defending themselves to attack back.

This response method can be said to be more reasonable, but the problem is that it is a bit late in time. The insidious demon general has arrived within ten feet of his back. As long as the demon general's burst speed is not particularly slow, the Taoist will inevitably be hit hard or even several times at this time! The specific consequences are difficult to predict!

In an instant, the sneak attack, escape and counterattack occurred almost at the same time. In the dust that has not yet settled, a fierce battle broke out! All the results were settled in one or two seconds!

The young Taoist only felt the terrifying strong wind suddenly hit him from behind, and then suddenly dissipated. As he hurriedly fought back with two flying swords, he felt the spiritual weapon sense that the enemy had been crushed to pieces.

"My swordsmanship is so powerful???"

For a moment, the young Taoist was a little confused, because he just wanted to use offense as defense to force back the sneak attacking enemy, but he didn't expect that after the two swords flew, the enemy didn't retreat at all, and was directly blasted into pieces by his two flying swords, which was far beyond his expectation.

"No... No... I have hit this demon with a flying sword before. His body is as hard as fine iron. It is impossible for me to cut it into slag at will... Someone helped me!"

Such a strange situation forced the young Taoist to look back carefully. He swept his eyes over the place where his flying sword passed. In the air that was already relatively clear, the demon who attacked him was turning into large pieces of fine ice crystals and sprinkled on the ground, which perfectly matched his perception that the enemy had been crushed to pieces.

But it was obvious that his flying sword did not have the ability to freeze. The enemy suddenly became so fragmented that he could only be frozen into a solid ice block before he attacked, and then shattered by his flying sword, which meant that the demon general had died before he could counterattack.

"I wonder which master helped me just now? But I don't think I've heard of any Taoist who is good at ice and cold in Tianyuan City..."

The little Taoist couldn't help but fall into a strong doubt, but at this moment he was still on the battlefield, so he didn't dwell on this too much, and quickly sorted out his mentality to find the next target worth attacking.

At the same time, on the vast battlefield outside Tianyuan City, strange things similar to what the gatekeeper of Qingyang Palace encountered just now happened from time to time.

Many Taoist innate and even acquired disciples suddenly found that the enemy had turned into a stiff ice block in the fierce battle, or simply turned into ice crystals all over the sky, which made them escape danger and reduced their pressure.

The creator of these situations was naturally Wang Zhifan.

Wang Zhifan now knows a lot about the power of the demon world. He knows that those demon world beings below the Demon Lord, including various demon generals of varying strength, are almost all rubbish to him. He only needs to use a little ice source power to quickly deal with them, so he took the most cost-effective way to deal with them.

Of course, he did not always do these things in the same low-key mode. He also wielded a sword and was active on the battlefield. In front of many locals, he killed at least a thousand ordinary demons and at least ten demon generals, just to let Tianyuan City know that he had contributed.

So when the situation on the entire battlefield was rapidly approaching the end with his participation, it was not surprising that a sound transmission flying sword suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Mr. Wu Zun, I am Qingyangzi. Please come to Qingyang Palace as soon as possible to have a chat!"

The one who transmitted the sound was his old acquaintance, the owner of Qingyang Palace, Taoist Qingyang. However, what made Wang Zhifan a little concerned was that this Taoist actually called him Wu Zun. It seems that the speed of information circulation in this world is faster than he expected.

"How did Qingyangzi know my name so quickly? Is there some way of spreading information that I don't know?"

With some doubts, Wang Zhifan activated his own Qinggong Fenglei Treading Heaven Art and rushed to Qingyang Palace in the central area of ​​Tianyuan City. When he approached the Qingguang formation of Tianyuan City, the formation automatically opened a gap for him to enter, which shows that Qingyangzi's influence on Tianyuan City cannot be underestimated.

This time, the people he met when he arrived at Qingyang Palace were relatively unfamiliar. In addition to the old-looking middle-aged Taoist Qingyangzi, there was also a middle-aged fat Taoist with a long sword on his back and a white-haired old Taoist holding a dust in his hand. Including Qingyangzi, who used to have the aura of a commoner, all three of them showed the essence of the super-innate level.

These three people seemed to attach great importance to Wang Zhifan who came over. As soon as they saw him, they bowed their hands and saluted. Even though they seemed to be at least one generation older than Wang Zhifan, they still behaved very solemnly in front of Wang Zhifan.

"Mr. Wu Zun, I am the Taoist Zhenxuzi, in charge of Zhenxu Palace, one of the garrisons in Tianyuan City..."

"I am Huayangzi, I greet Mr. Wu Zun! I am the headmaster of Huayang Palace, which is not far to the north of Qingyang Palace, and I am responsible for the security of Tianyuan City..."

"I am Qingyangzi, I greet Mr. Wu Zun! Mr. Wu Zun, why do you look like that?"

For a moment, Wang Zhifan himself was a little confused by the unexpected scene of the three Taoist super-innates. He didn't expect that after he had the title of Wu Zun, his status seemed to have risen a lot, and he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

"Don't bother me, the three Taoist masters! Just call me Fanyun! Let's discuss things directly!"

Feeling confused, Wang Zhifan chose to go straight to the point, because he was really not good at being polite with others, and he didn't understand the specific etiquette in this world.

"Haha! Your Excellency Wu Zun is indeed a Taoist master! He possesses the free and easy style of an ancient Taoist monk!"

Zhen Xuzi, who had white hair and a dust in his hand, stroked his beard and smiled when he saw this, and flattered Wang Zhifan again.

On the contrary, Hua Yangzi, a middle-aged fat Taoist with a long sword on his back, saw his helplessness and said:

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Fanyun doesn't know how rare the title of Martial Master given by the Master is. The word Martial Master is not only a special name, but also means that Fellow Daoist is the number one martial artist in the world!

Although the people in my Taoist sect practice martial arts together, they only practice martial arts concurrently. There are very few people who have entered the innate world on the road to martial arts!

Even in the martial arts lineage that attaches the most importance to martial arts, it has been a hundred years since there was anyone with super talent in martial arts, let alone someone like fellow Taoist who reached the pinnacle of martial arts and could easily kill two demon lords!

Therefore, our respect for fellow Taoist is not only for your amazing cultivation, but also for your contribution to martial arts!

Martial arts has finally flourished in our sect..."

After Hua Yangzi's explanation, Wang Zhifan's doubts were finally cleared up a bit.

It turns out that the Taoist sect in this world actually has a lot of martial arts complex, and they have been trying to pull up this little brother who is not valued by the world.

However, due to various reasons, even the Taoist sect that values ​​martial arts the most among the three great traditions has not made many achievements on this road.

It wasn't until the appearance of Wang Zhifan, who quickly killed two Demon Lords with his martial arts skills, and was personally awarded the title of Martial Lord by the master who was admired by the world, that a new chapter in martial arts opened.

This marks that from now on, martial arts will also have its own iconic figures. At the same time, the emergence of powerful super-innate warriors also proves that this path is not inferior even when compared to Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism.

What's more important is that Wang Zhifan is still a member of the Taoist sect. He has achieved something that other Taoist sects have never done, so the three super-innate Taoist monks in front of him respect him particularly.

"Good guys... I asked you why Tianyuan Book Pavilion has a floor full of fake martial arts skills. It turns out that you have such a vision in your heart..."

After hearing this, Wang Zhifan suddenly understood that the mark he had left on this world might exceed his expectations.