Chapter 2524: Human swords unite

Solang is really here!

When Chu Tian walked out of his residence, the entire Tibetan Palace was full of people. Although Solang was not a living Buddha in the Potala Palace, he was a symbol of the highest martial arts. Almost all martial artists in the Tibetan Palace were their disciples, so Solang visited the highest worship.

"Why did Master go down the mountain?"

Yuntian's face raised a hint of joy and a hint of confusion. Solang hadn't left the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau for so many years. In addition to his seniority being too old to walk, more importantly, he had long seen through the ups and downs of the world and had no greed for the prosperous world.

"Maybe your master misses you."

Chu Tian patted his clothes and chuckled and took over the topic: "Maybe your master knew that murders in Tibetan areas were everywhere, so he went out to kill Xiaoxiao himself, or knew that Palhus had severely damaged the Tibetan prince's mansion, so he came to kill the Indian evil god to avenge your dead brothers."

Yuntian smiled bitterly: "Young Marshal, you are really good at joking!"

The dragon hid nodded, but just followed respectfully.

After chatting and laughing, the three of them had already moved to the gate of the palace. Although the guards guarding the surroundings were more cautious than usual, their expressions revealed invisibly. It must have been Solang's arrival that made them completely relieved. This expression made Chu Tian ashamed and secretly felt that he was not doing his job well.

The guards had known Chu Tian and the others for a long time, so they bowed slightly and let the three of them go in.

"Young Marshal, please come here!"

A guard wanted Chu Tian and the others to sway: "The master and the king of Tibetans are in the back garden."

"Master!"

When he was about to reach the gloomy garden, Chu Tian not only smelled the breath of death belonging to the Tibetan king, but also felt an indescribable pressure coming. It was obviously Master Suolang's powerful aura of immersed in the snow-capped mountains on the plateau. Chu Tian subconsciously resisted his luck, but Yun Tian looked happy.

He broke into the empty wooden door of the back garden like a newborn calf, shouting loudly with the word "Master", showing Yuntian's respect and favor for Suolang. However, the happy child just rushed into the door and flew backwards miserably. When Yuntian broke into it, he was like a cheetah in the jungle,

At this time, he retreated like a frightened bird, and his situation was very embarrassing!

Chu Tian stopped and was surprised: "Yuntian, what's wrong?"

Yuntian turned a few muscles in the air, and his whole body was stimulating to the peak of his power. The Tantric handprints protected his whole body like rain, and a hand ray was covering his body. He didn't know whether he was resisting some invisible power. At the same time, he kept retreating and did not dare to stop at all!

Yuntian was spinning faster and faster in the air, and the diamond seal became more and more urgent, and finally turned into two streams of light. He shouted loudly, and his hands swung forward together. After a muffled sound, he stopped. An emerald green branch was split into two pieces by him and fell to the ground weakly.

Yuntian raised his eyebrows after he held his feet.

He wanted to take a deep breath to relieve his pain, but he felt a stuffy chest, and a wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. If he hadn't used his teeth to hold it in time, Yuntian would have been so damn! Is this too powerful?

Chu Tian looked at the branches on the ground, then at Yuntian's bleeding, and a hint of disbelief appeared in his eyes. The hidden dragon behind him and the guards on both sides were even more shocked. They naturally knew the domineeringness of the handprints of Yuntian Tantric Buddhism, and also knew that he was the successor of Master Suolang and one of the strong men of the world.

But I never thought that someone forced him out of the back garden with just one branch.

There are only a few people in this world who have such an unfathomable state, and there are no doubt that only Solang, who has just arrived at the Zangwang Mansion, can do it. Thinking of this, Zanglong and more than ten guards kneeled down straight.

It’s not fear, but supreme reverence!

A helpless smile flashed across Chu Tian's face. Master Suolang was obviously trying his disciple like he was without a knife, but only a branch was smashed out from it made Yun Tian busy. He didn't know whether the master was too domineering or Yun Tian was too careless, but he knew: There were people outside!

"Master, I wonder what Yuntian did wrong?"

Yuntian also half-kneeled on the ground, with absolute respect on his face:

"Let the master take action to punish me?"

A gentle and peaceful laughter sounded, like the stream slowly seeping into the soil and gently: "You did not do anything wrong! I just want to find out if you have improved these days. It is a rare fate that you can follow the young coach to hone your skills, so I hope you have not wasted it."

"I was very relieved when I tried it just now."

The sound slowly floated out from it, but Chu Tian never saw Master Suolang's shadow.

He thought for a while and decided to stand still. At this time, Solang continued to speak: "You rushed into the back garden with joy and excitement, but you were not proud and always kept a clear and clear way to deal with danger, so you could capture my attack in time and block the attack!"

Yun Tianan breathed a sigh of relief and then responded respectfully: "The disciple is still not in a state of climate. Although he caught the master waving the branches, he still could not stop the master's fighting spirit. The Tantric handprints have changed into thirteen kinds of things. The disciple is so unhelpful, please punish him,"

"What are you punished?"

The voice came from the back garden again, but this time the wooden door slowly opened: "I am very pleased that you have achieved your achievements now, so why not talk about punishment? Don't kneel down! Get up! Come in with the young man. The King of Tibetans just brewed a pot of butter tea and cut four pieces of cheese."

Before Yuntian opened his mouth to answer, Chu Tian stepped forward and spoke: "Master Xie."

Then the two walked straight into the rare back garden of the Tibetan king. There was no bird singing, flowers and rockery flowing water inside. It was just a pure large courtyard and several small wooden houses. There was a stone table in the middle of the yard, and an old man who could not tell the age was standing next to the table.

The old man stood as high as a mountain, as deep as the sea, in the light. Under his slightly white eyebrows were silent and clear eyes as ice and snow. The Tibetan long clothes on his body were rushing under the evening breeze. At this moment, Yuntian immediately lowered his head when he saw the old man: "Master!"

The old man glanced at him but did not respond, but instead looked at Chu Tian's face. Chu Tian suddenly felt a rock-like murderous intent, and his whole body subconsciously resisted. The old man actually laughed. The two of them were locked in the air. Master Sulang asked questions like thunder in the sky.

"Young Marshal, do you dare to fight?"

Yun Tian showed surprise on his face. Unexpectedly, his master was about to take action as soon as he saw Chu Tian. He wanted to say something but was afraid of his master's majesty and did not dare to speak. Chu Tian was also slightly stunned. Then he took a firm and powerful step forward, and the rhythm was not at all chaotic. The light of the Hongming sword appeared: "Fight!"

It is not easy to say this word. Suolang's strength to defeat Yuntian just now is clearly visible. Chu Tian knew in his heart that even if he fought with all his strength, he would have more defeats than defeats. However, he has always been as determined as a steely person. If he dared not respond because his opponent was strong, he would never be able to break through in martial arts again.

So he gritted his teeth to fight, after all, he was also someone who had played with Tianzang.

But as soon as the words were finished, he felt that he had misjudged something, that was, he mistakenly thought that Master Solang wanted to pull out or test him, so he had confidence no matter how heavy he was in his heart, but when Solang raised his hand, Chu Tian knew that he was wrong, and that was quite outrageous.

Overwhelming!

Master Suolang raised his hand and waved it. The Tantric handprints were stamped on Chu Tian’s heart like a mountain. The white fingers gave people an indescribable beauty, like a white lotus growing in the snow, blooming quietly in the air. Suolang’s gestures were very slow, but it was irresistible that the lotus bloomed.

Tianzang was fighting in Mount Fuji, but Solang was shocking at this moment.

Chu Tian completely believed that if he didn't do his best, Solang would really kill himself under the Tantric handprint, so he suddenly raised his head and waved the sword in his hand with all his might, like an eagle flying in the sky that suddenly spread its wings. At this moment, Chu Tian completely forgot about life and death.

He even forgot about himself, and he felt that he was a sword.

Wanjun Thunder.

Under the pressure of Solang's decades of skill, Chu Tian achieved the unity of man and sword.

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