There is great enlightenment on the line between life and death.
Wang Fuyao's sect is a hidden sect. After leaving the sect, Wang Fuyao can no longer find his sect.
After walking around the world for hundreds of years, Wang Fuyao's swordsmanship was already superb when he came out of the mountain.
When she was in the old mother's palace, she could still find Li Jiutuan to hone her sword skills and improve her sword intent, but after a hundred years, she had not had this kind of realization for a long time.
Zhang Wuliang is worthy of being the leader of swordsmanship in the world, and there is the ultimate truth in the world within his sword.
The battle with him was hearty and refreshing. It was a level of swordsmanship that I would never have achieved even if I practiced swordsmanship thousands of times.
After the first battle, Zhang Wuliang and Wang Fuyao had become a close friend.
Wang Fuyao's clothes were torn and injured, but he laughed at Zhang Wuliang, "How about my sword!"
Zhang Wuliang was also shocked by the endless strength of this young female swordsman. He looked admiringly at Wang Fuyao, whose eyes were still bright even though he was scarred, and said, "Given time, your achievements will definitely far exceed mine."
He also smiled, "It's true that there are talented people from generation to generation, you are better than me."
After Wang Fuyao laughed, he fainted from exhaustion and fell straight from the air.
Zhang Wuliang dodged, caught the slowly falling Wang Fuyao, and gently placed her on the grass next to Wang Xiaotai, "Does she have a disciple?"
Wang Xiaotai touched Wang Fuyao's bloody and sweaty face, "Why, the sect leader wants to accept Ciyun as a disciple?"
"It's hard not to be overjoyed to see such a beautiful and talented man. He is a great talent." Zhang Wuliang looked at Wang Fuyao with eyes full of admiration and raised his sleeves.
At some point, Wang Fuyao's Heaven-Destroying Sword cut Zhang Wuliang's sleeve, and even injured Zhang Wuliang's arm. There were faint traces of blood in the sleeve.
"This is the first time I have been forced like this by a junior." Zhang Wuliang looked at Wang Fuyao quietly and said slowly, "I thought I was already a genius in the world. Only after meeting her today did I know what my true destiny is. Return.
"She should be one of my sect.
"If she becomes a member of the Wuliang Sword Sect, she will definitely be the next leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect and the leader of swordsmanship in the world."
Wang Xiaotai turned her head and looked directly into Zhang Wuliang's eyes, "It seems that Sect Master Zhang is indeed happy to see Hunter. So, Zhang Wuliang, Sect Master Zhang, don't you have nothing to explain to me?"
Zhang Wuliang opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, the sharp sword cut through the already quiet cave in an instant, and with the endless cold wind, it suddenly attacked and slashed at the back of Zhang Wuliang's head.
Zhang Wuliang subconsciously defended himself in front of Wang Xiaotai and Wang Fuyao. He raised his arms and turned around, raising his sword to block the blow!
Countless rays of light exploded when the swords collided. Wang Xiaomo's eyes were eroded by such fierce sword intent, and she subconsciously shed a drop of transparent tears.
"Junior brother!"
The one who struck Zhang Wuliang, the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect, with a sword was none other than his junior brother, Bai Wuque, the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect!
The sect leader and head of Wuliang Sword Sect, the first and second person of Wuliang Sword Sect drew their swords at each other in this small cave.
Zhang Wuliang was obviously very confused. He didn't know why his junior brother drew his sword against him. Facing Bai Wuque's fierce and murderous sword moves, he raised his sword to defend himself, "Bai Wuque! Are you crazy? See clearly, it's Me! What are you doing!"
Bai Wuque's eyes narrowed into two slits, and there was a faint light in the slits. He smiled slightly, and that smile actually contained the familiarity with Zhang Wuliang that he usually talked to, "Senior brother, you can also see clearly, it's me, it's me." I, Bai Wuque, want to kill you. When you get to the Netherworld and reincarnate, you must not give me the wrong name."
Countless rays of sword energy spurted out from Bai Wuque's sword, instantly stirring up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the cave. Countless rays of extremely fine sword energy tore through Zhang Wuliang's defense, lying between the two bodies, stabbing each other. Zhang Wuliang's body was injured.
Bai Wuque actually has such advanced cultivation!
when! How did you do it?
Zhang Wuliang never knew that his seemingly honest and friendly junior brother could have such swordsmanship, and he was caught off guard against the murderous Bai Wuque.
"Why?"
"Why!"
Zhang Wuliang roared while fighting back, obviously extremely angry.
A golden snowflake fluttered past Zhang Wuliang's eyelashes and landed on the back of his trembling hand holding the hilt of the sword. However, this golden snowflake did not melt. It stuck closely to the back of his hand, showing its presence.
This is not snowflake, this is gold leaf.
Gold foil is falling from the sky!
Zhang Wuliang froze, and finally remembered that behind him was the famous God of Wealth, Empress Fuyao.
She didn't say anything. Whose side was she on?
Zhang Wuliang didn't dare to think about it, nor did he dare to gamble.
He knew that his current situation was extremely dangerous, but he still remained calm and collected.
"when?"
Zhang Wuliang wanted to know when his junior brother and Empress Fuyao got together, and when they decided on today's ambush plan.
Is Ciyun one of theirs too?
But neither Bai Wuque nor Wang Xiaotai answered his question.
Standing opposite them was the world's supreme swordsman. No one dared to take it lightly at this time and took the time to explain today's behavior to him.
Unless he turns into a corpse.
Bai Wuque kept making moves with the sword in his hand. Zhang Wuliang saw every move and had already fought him thousands of times in an instant.
Zhang Wuliang did not dare to relax. When it came to swordsmanship, he claimed that he could not lose to anyone, but he knew that the real threat was still behind him.
Wang Xiaotai behind him remained silent.
He had never seen Fuyao Empress take action. Logically speaking, the God of Wealth should not be good at fighting, but Zhang Wuliang did not dare to gamble.
"Why? Why did Sect Master Zhang have the nerve to ask me this question? This is my question.
"Zhang Zongzhu, I still said the same thing. Do you really have no explanation for me?"
Wang Xiaotai sighed, lifted her feet from the green pool, and stepped on the grass with her bare feet. The crystal clear water flowed down her ankles to the grass and seeped into the soil.
"I'm not not allowing you to become immortals, I'm just asking you to wait a few years before you become immortals. Why are you disobedient?
"Over the years, how many things have I sent to Wuliang Sword Sect to express my gratitude to you? Not to mention other things, just the Wuliang whitebait that you eat every day. When I came here, there were only five whitebait in the entire Wuliang Mountain. , it was me who raised it with blood that made this infinite whitebait what it is today.
"If it weren't for me, how could you eat this countless whitebait that nourishes your mind and replenishes your energy and is beneficial to your swordsmanship every day?
"I am grateful to you, and I also promise that when you ascend in the future, I will definitely use all my heavenly materials and earthly treasures to help you survive the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Tribulation. I am so good to you, and you yourself promised me that I can wait until later. Chengxian, since you have made a promise, how can you go back on it, Sect Leader Zhang?"
She was walking and talking, and her words did not stop her pace.
Wang Xiaomo walked barefoot and walked step by step toward the battlefield where Zhang Wuliang and Bai Wuque's swords were flying.
As her footsteps approached step by step, the golden power of faith instantly exploded with her as the center, brutally tearing the spiritual energy in the entire cave into a terrifying spiritual turbulence.
If a mortal were to be among them, they would probably turn into pieces of flesh very quickly.
The violent turbulence enveloped their bodies, with a huge and irresistible momentum, constantly squeezing and cutting Zhang Wuliang, who was still resisting.
Zhang Wuliang's expression remained unchanged. He flipped his wrist and the long sword in his hand made a gentle buzzing sound. The Wuliang Sword in his hand that had been handed down from generation to generation suddenly erupted with a dazzling sword light.
Zhang Wuliang used his infinite sword energy to forcefully cut through the swamp-like golden turbulence. With a little tip of his toes, he shot straight towards the cave exit above like a meteor.
The wind is tight and pulling.
The majestic master of Wuliang Sword Sect, the leader of swordsmanship in the world, actually ran away from the battle!
La la la, thank you all for your subscriptions and favorites ╮(╯▽╰)╭. I don’t know why there were so many subscriptions in the past two days...but today it’s back to normal.
The data for this book has been so overwhelming that I probably can’t get any good recommendations, hahaha. When the book first opened, it still had some good recommendations, but after the new book protection period... it’s cool ()
That is to say, what happened when I suddenly wanted to eat Chengdu's hoof flowers in the middle of the night... The kind where the juice of duang duang is flowing, soft and glutinous, melts in one sip, served with dipping water...
