"Tell me, is he worthy of being the best master in the world? He has a good mind, a good spirit, and a good heart for seeking the truth."
"Hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening."
Logan understood.
He didn't let Liu Yidao gather his momentum, didn't interrupt, didn't interfere, he just wanted to take the peak sword strike from this swordsman-level grandmaster with his bare hands.
What you seek is the Tao. If you don’t achieve the Tao, you can just seek death!
After Tang Wan figured this out, the funny impression about Wu that Chen Yang's words had left in her heart disappeared.
This is a true master who is cruel to others and even more cruel to himself. He has nothing else in his heart but Tao.
No longer considered a human being.
Chen Yang still stared intently, as if he had guessed Tang Wan's thoughts, and said with a smile:
"He is really no longer a human being like this.
Wife, don’t imitate him.
Well, I’m not learning either.”
"Wu has always had a belief that martial arts masters like us, who have reached the ultimate level, are already genetically and physically different from ordinary people, so much so that they are completely two different species.
We are gods and they are humans."
"So he can be ruthless and lawless. What kind of love and righteousness does God tell people, what kind of laws do they follow and what kind of heaven do they respect?"
Tang Wan said warily: "Yes, don't imitate him.
No matter what God is, let’s just be a human being.”
Chen Yang deeply thought so.
There were only two of them present, and they could still talk leisurely.
Taoist Hongyun was only one step away from stepping out of the Golden Palace. From a closer distance, he could see through the reality of the two people, but he did not take this step.
But the hair and beard on his head were flying, and it could be seen that his heart was not at all peaceful.
Wu Shen was as quiet as a stone, as if he could be cut in half with a knife, and he would not frown.
Liu Yidao's momentum has reached its peak. He holds a knife in his arms and has cultivated his sword skills to the extreme.
A rusty aura kept coming out of him.
In a daze, everyone seemed to be on an ancient battlefield with cold weapons, with broken limbs and arms everywhere, and rivers of blood.
It seems that their confrontation will continue until the end of time.
Sudden--
Rumble!
There was a thunderous explosion, and today's second extremely thick thunderbolt appeared purple-red. It curved through the night like a divine dragon and struck the Golden Palace.
In an instant, silver snakes swam across the sky, followed by heavy rain.
It thundered and rained.
Then,
The knife is out!
At that moment, Liu Yidao's whole body was covered with cold hair, as if he had been blessed by heaven and earth, and a thunderous intention poured into his Tianling Cap and penetrated his tailbone.
"Right now!"
Liu Yidao suddenly opened his eyes,
A knife in the wind,
Break the rain with a knife,
Thunder knife,
He jumped up from the rock and struck Wu on the head with a knife.
This sword was like another thunder from heaven and earth, striking down towards the world's number one master.
"brush!"
Wu opened his eyes, as if two bolts of lightning were shooting out.
At the same time, he opened his arms like a roc spreading its wings, blowing away the wind and rain, and then suddenly closed them again.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise and the wind and rain rolled back.