The Supreme Being in dragon robe appeared, the heaven was full, the demeanor was solemn, and he slowly walked to the harem.
At the door, I heard someone talking inside, and I was stunned.
"Father, those invitations have been sent to the major forces in the Central Plains: Shaolin, Wudang, Tianxiahui, Huashan, Kongtong, Emei, Beggar Clan, etc. The leaders or gang leaders of these sects have all agreed to the decisive battle.
The day will definitely come.
In addition, according to the report from the spies, Jianchen thought that he had really been given the heart seal of equanimity since he was punished by his father last time, and now he obeys our words.
He also put the chronic poison into the food, and he witnessed with his own eyes that Wuming had taken it." Jue Tian respectfully reported to Jue Wu Shen.
Jue Wushen was very satisfied and stepped forward to pat his son's shoulder affectionately.
"I can rest assured that you will do the work.
Hey, why are you, my son, so much better than that bitch Juexin? That little bastard cost me five hundred Gui Cha Luo in one go, wasting twenty years of my hard work.
Even if he did something wrong, he would keep a straight face all day long and come over to admit his mistake to me.
If it weren't for him, the world would already be mine, so why would I bother to have a fair fight with that nameless person in front of the world?
What a waste!"
"Father, eldest brother is also eager to make contributions, so don't blame him.
Moreover, now that the eldest brother is the supreme one, he can do things effectively for you, my mother. My mother also said that the eldest brother has made a great contribution this time." Jue Tian grabbed Jue Wu Shen and said flatteringly.
His mouth is full of care, respect and friendship for his elder brother.
"You boy, you are as kind and simple as your mother. If your eldest brother thought half as much as you do, I would wake up laughing in my dreams. That guy is probably hoping that I will die early every day so that he can inherit the position of palace master.
After becoming the palace master, the first thing he will probably do is send you and your mother down to accompany me.
That kid, hum!" Jue Wushen was dissatisfied when talking about this eldest son.
"No, my eldest brother taught me martial arts when I was little and took me to play everywhere." Juetian looked in disbelief.
"Playing, I think he wants to kill you, right? If his men hadn't discovered it earlier, you would have been drowned by now! How could I have given birth to such an unfaithful, unfilial, unkind, and unjust little kid!"
…
Outside the house, Juexin, who was disguised as Supreme, was furious and his fists gradually clenched.
He is the eldest son, and he is the one who should inherit Wujue Shrine, and it is justifiable! And he is also his father's son. Why has his father gradually disliked him since that Yan Ying came over?
What did I do wrong?
Does my father know how he has lived these years? Now even the servants in the palace dare to look down on him, and even threaten him through the power of that bitch woman.
When I was a child, I complained to my father and was scolded, saying that I had framed my mistress.
Bastard, bastard? Haha!
Taking a deep breath, Juexin raised his hand and knocked on the door.
[Dong dong dong~]
"Father, the Zen Ceremony will be held soon. I have some process matters that I need to report to you."
"Come in~" Jue Wushen said impatiently.
Pushing the door open and walking in, Jue Wushen was patting Juetian on the shoulder and comforting him: "Do your best, the future is yours!"
"Thank you father."
"Go, go back and have a good talk with your mother. My mother is worried when she travels thousands of miles away. She can't sleep well at night these days. It takes me a long time to calm down every time."
"My child obeys my command."
After Jue Tian left, Jue Wushen looked disgusted when he saw Jue Xin.
"Let's just say, keep everything simple, I don't want to cause too much trouble.
This land in the Central Plains is so rich and fertile, but why is it like this now? Isn't it just the Confucian set of etiquette, talk, and routines? These things waste too much time and make people feel internally consumed when they have nothing to do.
When I take over the world, I only ask for one thing: to do things! If I can’t do things, I will die!”
Juexin was silent for a moment: "Then, dad, I...do I still have a chance?"
Jue Wushen looked at him with contempt: "Opportunity? What opportunity do you want? I raised you, clothed you with fine food, and taught you peerless martial arts. These are my gifts to you!"
Compared to those miserable people who can't even get enough to eat, you are already beyond all luck.
But don’t think that you deserve all this. You have to remember that what I give you is yours, understand?”
Juexin was silent for a long time, and finally nodded heavily.
"I understand, thank you dad!"
…
Spring Festival.
Martial Arts Ceremony.
Many wealthy martial arts families came to see the new Supreme Being, each of them presented gifts.
Although everyone was smiling, they were all scolding in their hearts.
What's going on in the martial arts world these days, there are big shots holding celebrations every day? Just traveling long distances is already very tiring, and in the end, you have to give expensive gifts. The gifts are too light, for fear that others will remember them and take the opportunity to get angry.
Is it easy? You must know that these precious gifts are the wealth that they have saved through years, more than ten years, or even generations of squeezing ordinary people.
As a result, the wedding meal is gone just because of an invitation.
unacceptable!
Even now, they suddenly miss Wuming. How good it was back then, when the whole court was peaceful and peaceful, everyone was calm and did not fight, and they just focused on squeezing the people in their territory.
They didn't feel much pressure at that time. When they were in a good mood, they exempted those bastards from some taxes and gave them a few copper coins.
What now?
It’s so difficult! Even those bastards cunningly wanted to sell their daughters to them for free.
Haha, do they know how much food it costs to feed one more person?
...
The royal road where hundreds of officials go to court is empty.
Juewu Shen was wearing light armor, standing in the center of the square with his hands behind his hands, quietly waiting for Wuming to arrive.
Other people in the world, including Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun and others, stood far away.
Naturally, they would not observe a battle between extremely powerful men at close range. Firstly, they were afraid of being affected by the aftermath, and of course, they were afraid of being misunderstood by the extremely powerful men. In critical moments, no one could react to a sneak attack at close range.
Everyone is ready to fight, and some people with lofty ideals have even decided that if Wuming is defeated, they will go directly to the battlefield to fight.
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If that time really comes, everyone present will probably be scolded by future generations like pigs and dogs. When they die, they will not have the dignity to meet their ancestors.
"Hey, Nie Feng, do you want to eat melon seeds?"
Duan Lang approached Nie Feng and stretched out his hand. On it was a pile of fragrant fried melon seeds. No one knew that the highest paid among the chefs in the Tianxiahui was actually a melon seed fryer.
Nie Feng casually grabbed a handful, subconsciously put it in his mouth and started to knock it.
Needless to say, eating melon seeds while watching The Great War seems to have a different feeling.
Bu Jingyun stretched out his hand and said with a cold face: "Duanlang, come on."
Duanlang:???
Bad, there will be two more powerful competitors to eat melon seeds in the future!
…
Finally, Wuming, dressed in blue robes and with a calm expression, appeared, slowly passed through the city gate and stepped onto the royal road.
He was an ordinary person, but he remained calm and fearless in the face of everyone's gaze. However, unknowingly, the swordsman in the field found that the sword in his hand was trembling.
Wulin myth, Heavenly Sword is invincible!
"You're here!" Jue Wushen said in a deep voice, "Do you still remember me?"
Anonymous stands with his hands behind his back.
"Juewu Shen. How could I forget it? I never imagined that after twenty years, your arrogant ideal of trying to control the people and rule the Central Plains has not only not been eliminated, but has intensified."
"That's right!" Jue Wushen said confidently: "I just want to tell you that today I will get back what I should have gotten twenty years ago, and you will no longer be able to stop me!"
After speaking, he was not polite, stretched out his hands, and his whole body was filled with golden light.
"boom!"
Hit the ground with a fist.
In an instant, countless floors and stones rushed directly towards Wuming.
Wuming's face was expressionless, and he pointed his sword into shape. He moved forward without hesitation, and several phantoms flashed past. The sword energy fiercely cut through all the stones, and appeared in front of Jue Wushen.
Close combat, sword energy versus fist.
The figures in the field are changing and the power is raging.
"Bah chi, bah chi~"
Duanlang and the little yellow cat simply sat on the tower, found a good angle to watch, and cheered loudly when they saw the wonderful things.
"Well played!"
The serious and serious gang leaders below glared at them at first, but later realized that they might not be able to defeat Duanlang, and the battle situation was obvious, and Wuming had a huge advantage!
Suddenly, everyone started cheering, and their voices were even louder than the last.
"Okay!" "Come on, senior Wuming!" "Unknown and Wuming, the Central Plains is invincible!"
Although many of these people have a huge blood feud with Wuming, they are still willing to support this foreign enemy. Although the land in the Central Plains is large, it was conquered by our ancestors with painstaking efforts and blood and tears from generation to generation.
Anyone who offends our Central Plains will be punished no matter how far away!
Juetian glared at Duanlang.
It was this guy who had a bad start. When his father defeated Wuming, he would definitely go to the Tianxia Meeting in person and make this guy and the cat who had been teasing him with his arrogant expression kneel down and kowtow!
...
Wuming has been living in seclusion for twenty years, and his moves have surpassed skills and are close to Taoism. An antelope hangs its horns, and there is no trace. After dozens of moves, it is at an incredible angle, and there is no trace of God's heart in one point.
Then turn your fingers into palms.
"boom!"
Jue Wushen directly hit the huge city gate behind him.
Wuming hit with one blow, and won a small victory. Instead of taking advantage of the victory and pursuing it, he took a step back and stood with his hands behind his back.
The demeanor of a master.
"Okay!" Immediately the onlookers shouted and cheered again.
Jue Wushen frowned and glanced at the group of people over there, and the scene suddenly became silent. Especially Duanlang and the little yellow cat on the city wall, who were as silent as ice and did not even dare to eat melon seeds.
With a proud smile, Jue Wushen turned around, turned his hands into claws, and grabbed the huge city gate that was one foot thick and three feet high.
"ah!"
With a loud roar, he forcefully pulled down half of the city gate. After a sudden earthquake, he actually lifted the city gate up into the air and rushed towards Wuming.
Wuming, fearless, once again pointed their fingers together into swords and raised their fingers to the sky.
"Shuashuashua~"
Infinite sword energy soared into the sky and cut through the thick city gate in an instant.
There is no way God will retreat violently.
"Stubborn!" Wuming snorted coldly and prepared to pursue the victory.
suddenly.
There was a sharp pain in his heart, and the energy in his body suddenly became chaotic, and he collapsed directly to the ground.
"Pfft~"
I couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood and spit it out directly.
"You...you actually poisoned me secretly without respecting martial ethics!"
Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.
It’s early to celebrate!
"Hahahaha!" Jue Wushen laughed heartily: "I act upright, how could I poison you? It's just that before the decisive battle, you were already bleeding!
It is a unique formula of my Wujue Palace. It is colorless and odorless. It is specially designed to deal with masters with profound internal skills. When the true energy is driven, the poison will be released until the martial arts is exhausted."
"Despicable!" Nie Feng said angrily.
"Shameless!" Bu Jingyun despised.
Duan Lang's eyes lit up: "Soldiers never tire of deceit, they look like heroes! It's really a disgrace to our generation!"
Facing his brother's disdainful eyes, he had no choice but to change his tune.
"Meow meow~"
【Wonderful, wonderful!】
"Master, Master!" Jian Chen, the unknown direct disciple in the audience, rushed up quickly and helped him up with concern.
Jue Wushen smiled proudly and said: "Wu Ming, you should know very well that besides your disciples, who else can poison your food?"
Wuming turned his head in disbelief and stared at the disciple he had raised and taught since childhood.
"Is it really you? Why did you do this?" Wuming couldn't understand.
With his level of sword cultivation, who could defeat him? In the end, he was defeated at the hands of the person closest to him.
Is this life?
At this moment, he suddenly thought of Xiong Ba, and even suddenly understood his feelings.
Jue Wushen smiled and said: "Jian Chen is a smart man. He knows that only by relying on the strong can he have a future. If he is not a poisonous person, he will not be a husband. If he does it, he will not be afraid of admitting it! Hahahaha!"
Jian Chen was full of regret: "Master, this disciple only behaves like this after receiving the seal of equanimity. Everything is out of his control! Please forgive me, master."
nameless:???
Jue Wu Shen smiled and said: "Wu Ming, it's a fair fight today. I defeat you with my martial arts. From now on, I will be the best in the world! Moreover, what your direct disciple has done will make your heart hurt like a thousand cuts, and even more
Make me feel happy.
Ha ha ha ha!"
The faces of all the gang leaders in the field were filled with despair. Wuming had lost, so who could fight again? Unknowingly, several people looked towards Duan Lang.
Duanlang looked up at the sky.
the weather is nice today?
"Meow~"
[Indeed, except for the lack of sun and dark clouds, everything else was fine. 】
Everyone:......
Why are those who bully them so tough?
"Jue Wushen, I will die with you!" Jian Chen was furious and stepped forward with his sword.
"boom!"
He was knocked to the ground by a punch.
"Jue Wushen!" Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun came out, and they used their unique skills.
"Sweep thousands of armies!" "Twenty-two swords!"
"Clang, clang, clang~" Jue Wushen hit hard with two moves and rushed directly in front of them.
"Bang, bang~" One punch after another, he vomited blood and fell to the ground.
It’s over! The Central Plains Wulin is over!
Now the gang leaders are even praying to look at the last person who may be able to fight, the gang leader of Tianxiahui: Duanlang.
Duanlang was silent for a moment, let out a long sigh, slowly pulled out the Fire Lin Sword, jumped off the tower, and faced Jue Wushen, the most powerful man in the world.
"bring it on!"
Shout loudly and look forward to death!
"Gang leader!" Gang leader Chen of the Beggar Clan shouted excitedly.
He has already made up his mind that when Duan Lang is defeated again, he will be the first to surrender. As for Brother Duan, a good brother, he should burn more paper money for him in the future.
Facing this so-called leader of the best gang in the world, Jue Wushen laughed again.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Are all the old martial arts guys in the Central Plains dead? Only these young people dare to go out and die.
