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Chapter 1572 Tianmeng Sword, Eight Dragon Slaying Styles

Wu Bei: "The Zhenlan tribe will attack Tianmeng Kingdom first?"

King Tianmeng nodded: "Yes. The Zhenlan tribe has plundered our country for hundreds of years, but in recent years it has suddenly intensified, not only robbing things, but also robbing territory."

Wu Bei: "Do you know why the Zhenlan tribe suddenly snatched your territory?"

Princess Tianmeng: "That's because the Zhenlan tribe has experienced extremely bad disaster weather in recent years, and the people's lives are difficult, so they can only desperately expand their territory."

Wu Bei: "So, the Zhenlan tribe has no choice but to do this?"

Princess Tianmeng: "Absolutely. So my father also sent envoys to the Zhenlan tribe. As long as the Zhenlan tribe is willing to submit to our country, the Tianmeng country is willing to grant land. But it is a pity that the Zhenlan tribe refused. Not only did they refuse,

They also sent troops to attack us."

Wu Bei: "We are here this time to help Tianmeng Kingdom capture the Zhenlan tribe and extend the border to the west."

Princess Tianmeng: "With all due respect, although your strength is not weak, it is still not enough to deal with the Zhenlan tribe."

Wu Bei: "Oh? Does the Zhenlan tribe have Lord Daluo in charge?"

Princess Tianmeng: "According to intelligence, a Martial Emperor was born in Tianmeng Kingdom. It is said that his strength has reached the level of half-step Daluo and is difficult to deal with. In some important battles, this Martial Emperor appeared for a time, and everyone

I felt his terrible aura."

Wu Bei: "Wu Huang? It's interesting."

Princess Tianmeng: "So, if the Tiandao Sect wants to capture this person, it is best to send Lord Daluo here."

A disciple of the sect snorted coldly: "Why, you, a little Princess Tianmeng, actually look down on our sect master?"

Princess Tianmeng said lightly: "It's not that I look down on you, but it's the fact. Isn't it possible that you, the sect leader of the Earth Immortal Realm, can rival Daluo Jinxian in strength?"

"Ignorant! Our sect master's strength is only stronger than that of Da Luo!"

Princess Tianmeng showed a hint of disdain, which immediately angered the disciples of the sect, and they all reprimanded her.

Wu Bei waved his hand, and these people suddenly became quiet again.

He said calmly: "Now that I'm here, I have a way to deal with the Zhenlan tribe. What you have to do is to fully cooperate with us."

Princess Tianmeng sighed softly: "Okay, you are members of the Tiandao Sect, and we in the Tianmeng Kingdom can only obey."

Ren Xingzhi frowned and said, "The princess seems unconvinced?"

Princess Tianmeng smiled slightly: "There is nothing unconvincing. However, our Tianmeng country has a treasure, which was passed down by the ancestor of Tianmeng back then. Since the ancestor passed away, no one can control this treasure. Since the strength of Sect Leader Li

It's so powerful, why not give it a try, if you can control that treasure, I, Tianmeng Kingdom, will be willing to give it to you."

The other party was obviously digging a hole. Ren Xingzhi and others did not dare to say anything and all looked at Wu Bei.

Wu Bei smiled and said: "Tianmeng Kingdom is so generous, but I am disrespectful. Please lead the way."

King Tianmeng looked hesitant, but Princess Tianmeng had already spoken, and he could not regret it. He sighed softly and could only lead the way.

The group of people came to a palace. The moment the palace door opened, a terrifying aura hit their faces. Princess Tianmeng stayed far away, not daring to get close.

However, this aura was nothing to mention in front of Wu Bei, so he stepped in with one step.

In the palace, there is a long sword suspended. The sword is ten meters long and has a strong sword energy. It continuously releases the sword energy, and it seems that there is endless energy that needs to be released.

Seeing the knife, Wu Bei's eyes lit up, he grabbed it in the air, a suction force was generated, and the big knife flew over. At the same time, his arm turned into a big hand and grasped the handle of the knife.

The violent sword energy poured into his body, but it was easily absorbed by him and directed into the cave. More and more sword energy came out of the handle of the knife, but no matter how much it was, Wu Bei's cave could not hold it.

After a quarter of an hour, the long sword finally stopped releasing its sword energy. Wu Bei's spiritual thoughts penetrated into the sword formation, and he discovered that this sword has thirty worlds, and each world has a peerless killing formation.

Wu Bei's powerful spiritual thought instantly activated the first world, and the power of the cave poured into it. The long knife suddenly became more than one meter long and was hung on his waist.

After walking out of the palace, King Tianmeng and Princess Tianmeng were dumbfounded and stared blankly at the sword on his waist.

King Tianmeng stepped forward and bowed deeply: "Zongzhu Li is really a peerless master! This sword is the magic sword that Patriarch Tianmeng used to realize Taoism. It is called Tianmeng Dao and it contains thirty killing formations. Patriarch Tianmeng used to

, after only comprehending three killing formations, he was able to dominate the world with this sword, and even killed Da Luo Dao Lord."

Wu Bei: "The power of this sword is indeed very strong. Before your ancestor Tianmeng got it, he must not have a high level of cultivation, right?"

King Tianmeng nodded: "Yes. My ancestor was just an ordinary Earth Immortal monk back then."

Wu Bei: "This sword belongs to me now, right?" He looked at Princess Tianmeng.

Princess Tianmeng looked ugly. She originally wanted to embarrass Wu Bei, but she didn't know that he could control the Tianmeng Sword so easily!

King Tianmeng said: "If the Tianmeng Sword can be owned by Sect Master Li, it will be put to its best use. It is a great thing to give the sword to heroes."

Since the sword is not coming back, King Tianmeng might as well become more generous.

Wu Bei: "Arrange a place for us. If the Zhenlan tribe attacks Tianmeng again, we will go to support it."

There were many maids and concubines in the palace, and it was inconvenient for Wu Bei and others to live here, so they arranged a temporary palace. The temporary palace was not as large as the royal palace, but it was more than enough to accommodate them.

After settling down, Wu Bei let the sect disciples rest individually while he entered the Jiwu Hall to practice the techniques after the Tianman Sutra.

Now that his strength is far greater than before, it is not that difficult to practice subsequent exercises. After the Tianman Sutra, he will practice a martial art called Dragon Slaying Style.

This dragon-slaying posture can be performed with fists, feet, or swords. The Tianmeng sword in his hand was very powerful, so he used the Tianmeng sword to activate the dragon-slaying posture.

It only took him an hour to master the Dragon Slaying Posture, and after another half an hour, he had reached the pinnacle level.

When he performed the Dragon Slaying Style, outsiders could not see anyone at all. They could only see a ray of sword light flickering in the void. It was extremely fast and extremely powerful.

The dragon-slaying style was powerful enough, but Wu Bei felt it was lacking, so he began to refine the Tianmeng Sword's peerless killing formation. There were thirty killing formations, and he quickly refined five of them.

At this time, suddenly I heard the shouts of a killing scene from the northwest, and a minister from Tianmeng rushed over and shouted: "It's not good, Zhenlan's army is attacking the capital!"

Wu Bei flew to a high altitude in an instant and looked around. In the northwest direction of the capital, there were about 100,000 troops arrayed. On the city wall, King Tianmeng and his soldiers looked serious.

Wu Beifei landed on the city wall, and King Tianmeng bowed deeply: "Sect Master Li, please help me!"

Wu Bei nodded: "Leave it to me."

After saying that, he flew towards Zhenlan's army, but as soon as he got within three thousand steps of the army, he was forced away by an iron-blooded aura. This was the murderous aura formed by the battle formation of a hundred thousand troops, and its power was comparable to that of a large formation.
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