Chapter 159 Trapped Dragon

Wang Dao only heard a clang in his heart, as if something was broken.

That was the sound of hope being broken.

No matter how strong a martial arts master is, there is a limit, and that limit is lifespan.

During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the Demon Sect Demon Emperor fought all over the world, but he died in the end, and his descendants were cleared out after his death.

Wang Dao saw this and realized that showing off his power would not last long, so he leaned towards Buddhism. Only when the two sects work together can they last forever.

Now that a god has jumped out, isn’t his philosophy wrong?

Xu Xuan came here in person, he must have done it to show off his power, and it is impossible for him to deceive this blind useless man.

"One hundred and thirty-one years old... are you really a god?" Wang Dao said with a wry smile.

"Not a god, just a seeker of the way. You'd better pray that Tang Ming stays in hiding, otherwise there will be a surprise, haha."

"Wang Dao, we won't kill you, of course, and we won't let you go. Let you see how your ministers are destroyed and how they disappear." Lu Jing said.

"No, I've seen it now." Wang Dao showed a strange smile, the spirit in his eyes dimmed like an extinguished candle, and then his head tilted, and there was no breath.

"Dead?" Lu Jing looked at Xu Xuan, a little surprised, he thought it was the real master who cast some curse secret method.

"It's not me, this person lives on a breath, now hope is shattered, naturally there is no motivation to live."

Unexpectedly, Wang Dao died.

Wang Dao's philosophy cannot be said to be completely wrong, but it is too extreme. All the benefits are on the family. Even if the people want to live better, they still expect the charity of the family.

This is not good. After all, the first generation may still have some conscience, but the descendants are different.

The descendants of the family are constantly increasing. If they want to maintain luxurious expenses, they must need a huge amount of land, so that they will occupy a lot of resources.

"Let's go, I'm leaving."

In the evening, the starry night is hurrying, and a white horse is galloping towards Lingnan.

There is a Grandmaster in Lingnan, and he may be the strongest Grandmaster in the world.

Five years ago, the Song family in Lingnan did not choose to fight hard, but joined the Taoist sect, disbanded the huge family, and distributed land to slaves and branches. Because the Taoist sect did not take the floating wealth of the shops, their lives were not so difficult.

But now the situation is different.

As the Taoist sect gradually took over Lingnan, the blood debts of the past began to be settled one by one.

This group of people who surrendered peacefully could not sit still and began to have the idea of ​​resistance. They could not accept their fate being controlled by others, and they could not accept dying for the sake of civilians.

Although the leader of the Taoist sect in Lingnan promised not to punish the guilty and only the main culprit, they could not accept this condition.

Lingnan County City.

The lights were bright in the largest and most prosperous mansion.

The meeting hall was crowded with people at this time.

There was a lot of noise, some sitting, some standing, some wearing the same clothes, and some wearing everything.

The leaders of the three fists and six sects in Lingnan all gathered.

The main seat was empty, and suddenly a man walked out slowly.

This man looked like a middle-aged man, with white skin, snow-white hair hanging down from his temples, and the rest of his hair was black. He was dressed in white and looked elegant and romantic.

At first glance, he didn't look like a famous martial arts master, but rather a teacher.

The moment this man came out, the scene suddenly became silent.

Hula la...

Everyone stood up and bowed.

"Meeting the head of the Song family!"

This is Song Lin, the leader of the Lingnan martial arts world and known as the world's best sword.

"Sit down, sit down." Song Lin waved his hand, signaling everyone to skip the formalities.

As soon as he sat down, a thin man in green couldn't help asking: "Head of the Song family, the Taoist sect is bullying too much, why don't we rebel?"

This is the leader of the White Crane Fist.

"Yes! As long as you give an order, we will respond and take down the damn Taoist sect." The leader of the Bagua Sect echoed.

"Isn't it better to live under someone else's roof than to rule a region?"

The sects and the noble families are inseparable. Some people get rich by practicing martial arts and occupy a lot of land.

The division of land was already tolerant enough, but the Taoist sect actually wanted to settle accounts with their people. How could they tolerate this?

"Ahem..." Song Lin coughed, and everyone stopped shouting immediately, "Rebellion? You are the vanguard? Are you better than Wang Dao? Better than Tang Ming?"

This sentence made everyone dare not agree.

This time they came to say that they wanted Song Lin to be fair, but in fact, they wanted Song Lin to be in the front.

At this time, another person said: "Wang Dao and his men are fighting for hegemony. If we just want to keep our territory or strive for more autonomy, there is still hope; the Taoist sect will not risk heavy casualties to fight us, after all, we are not rebelling."

Their demands are very simple, they just want to protect the interests of the noble families, and it would be best if the fields were abolished.

As for who rules them, it doesn't matter. Lingnan has never had the capital to fight for hegemony.

This person's words made Song Lin silent.

He also wanted to protect the interests of the Song family.

The Song family was a large and powerful family, and they suffered the most serious losses.

"Let's negotiate first, and both sides should make concessions." Song Lin said to everyone.

Although everyone was dissatisfied, they did not dare to say it directly.

If the negotiation could win, it would be the best.

Soon, everyone dispersed.

Only Song Lin was left.

Song Lin looked at the northwest with deep eyes.

"Xu Xuan..."

Xu Xuan is undoubtedly the most mysterious and most feared top master.

He does not need to show up, his record alone is enough to scare people.

Lingnan surrendered without a fight, mainly because of Xu Xuan's reputation.

Now, as time goes by, Song Lin is inspired by Xu Xuan and concentrates on studying swordsmanship, and his strength has reached a higher level.

He wants to learn from Xu Xuan.

Although he does not know whether Xu Xuan is really a god, Song Lin still looks forward to their meeting.

No matter how powerful Xu Xuan is, he will challenge him.

Grandmaster is the limit of the human body, and reaching the grandmaster means there is no way forward.

Now that such a powerful master has appeared, he is also very excited. Perhaps with the help of the battle with Xu Xuan, he can reach a new level.

Thinking of this, Song Lin couldn't help it, and he made a move in the air.

Buzz!

The sword broke through the air like a spirit.

The sword light danced in the room to the yard. No one was seen, only a series of snow-white streaks appeared and disappeared, with a gorgeous and dangerous beauty.

Song Lin thought he could suppress everything and solve it at the negotiation table, but he underestimated the ability of some people to stir up trouble.

Interests move people's hearts, and people can't give up their interests for no reason.

The county below is the headquarters of the leader of Lingnan in Taoism.

At this time, fire and chopping sounds were heard in the dark night.

"What a big dog's courage!!"

A middle-aged man in a silver Taoist robe flew over, with veins on his forehead and a thick layer of dragon scales on his body.

This is a Taoist monk with dragon bloodline.

A group of black-clothed men were fighting with the Taoist disciples. There were many corpses of disciples lying on the ground. It was obvious that these people were attacked by the black-clothed men.

With the addition of the middle-aged man, the black-clothed men were killed soon. They could not resist the invulnerable and powerful Jiaolong monk.

If Xu Xuan was here, he would definitely recognize this guy as Zhu Yuan.

Sun Simiao's medical skills were superb. He repaired Zhu Yuan's Dantian and restored at least 60% of his power.

Everyone lifted the black-clothed man's veil.

"It seems to be a disciple of the White Crane Sect." Someone beside him said.

Under the night, the fire flickered, and Zhu Yuan's face was uncertain.

"Well, you dare to kill our people. If you don't accept the toast, don't blame me for being rude."

Zhu Yuan said coldly. The temperament of the first leader of the Demon Sect seemed to have returned. What was different from the past was that he could control his emotions.

Tonight, the soldiers went out overnight.

Flatten the White Crane Sect.

This battle completely aroused the conflict between the two sides.

Song Lin of the Song family was furious and smashed the table with one palm.

Bang!

"Who did it?"

This time the conflict between the two sides was irreconcilable.

Song Lin looked around. There were members of the Song family and outsiders. There must be a traitor among these people. They joined forces to fan the flames and caused the confrontation between the two sides.

"Master, start the war! In our home court, there is no need to be afraid of Xu Xuan! He will definitely come and go."

"Yes, don't use the banner of rebellion, just force them to bow their heads! Even the gods in Lingnan can't do anything to us."

"What the Qin Heavenly Soldiers, the Qin is dead! Just a bunch of guys pretending to be gods!"

The county city was full of people from the aristocratic families.

The war was about to break out.

At the same time, Xu Xuan rode a white horse and galloped on the official road.

"There is a trapped dragon in Lingnan. Because the python did not leave the cave when it turned into a dragon, the dragon body was trapped in the cave, so it was called a prisoner dragon. Living creatures passing by the cave will be sucked in by the suction force, and there are often cow calls in the cave."

Xu Xuan flipped through the map.

Soon arrived at the gate of the headquarters city.

At this time, the Taoist sect was also covered with war clouds, the city gate was closed, and there were no pedestrians.

"True Lord? Why are you here?" A surprised voice came from the city wall, and then a person jumped down.