Wu Liang listened silently to the story of the Zangtian Sword, and seemed to be in the scene and returned to a thousand years ago...
"The two immortal martial arts were killed and injured. If they continued, they might be destroyed. At the last moment, the martial arts ancestor and the strongest immortals reached an agreement to fight the strongest ones!"
"decisive battle?"
Wu Liang murmured, and ripples appeared in his heart. The immortal path was defeated, otherwise there would not be the martial arts that are now.
The strongest fights the decisive battle, there is a martial arts ancestor, and what about the immortality?
The King of White Clothes? The King of Green Radish? The King of Blue Water?
Or another king?
Wu Liang shook his head, sighed lightly in his heart, and said lightly: "Has Wu Zu won?"
The Zangtian Sword looked a little dazed, as if immersed in the battle of the Supreme Powerful Man. He heard Wu Liang's words and murmurs: "I won, I won tragically, but I finally killed the strongest man in the Immortal Way."
"The most powerful immortal way? Do you know his name?"
The Zangtian Sword shook his head, and Wu Liang was not disappointed. After all, things have been a thousand years, and the Zangtian Sword is just a secular warrior. It is not easy to know these things.
"Although I don't know the name of that person, her title has been passed down through the ages." Just when Wu Liang was disappointed, a trace of respect appeared on Zangtian Jian's face and said seriously: "Fairy Luo Xue, even though she knew she would die, she would not take a step back.
Not enough to describe it!”
"Fairy Luoxue..."
Wu Liang's body trembled slightly, and the teacup in his hand had already been pinched into powder.
"Loose snow, Luoxue..." Wu Liang's eyes were slightly red and he shouted wildly: "Die! Idiot! The most powerful immortal? A joke!"
"Wu Liang?"
Seeing Wu Liang's crazy devil, Zangtian Jian couldn't help but look up, and when he saw him, his heart trembled, with such a terrible look.
Wu Liang's face was cold, and he closed his eyes and was silent for a moment. It had been a thousand years, and he should have expected it long ago.
Even if she could survive back then, she has turned into a pink skeleton now, why bother with this?
However, I was still a little disappointed in my heart, and a faint sadness arose in my heart. Even she was dead. Now I have completely cut off contact with me a thousand years ago.
Wu Zu, I hope you are still alive.
The murderous intent flashed in his eyes and soon he restrained it. He wrote down this hatred.
After being silent for a long time, Wu Liangcai said lightly: "I won't talk about this anymore. What does this have to do with the person who killed the Qingmu Gate?"
The Zangtian Sword felt that Wu Liang was full of secrets, but he didn't understand the truth. He continued to hear this: "Ancestor Wu defeated the fairy Luoxue and disappeared. Once the strongest immortal died, the morale of the monks was greatly reduced.
With some unknown factors, martial arts won quickly.”
"And after the martial arts powers won the victory, the previous sharing of joys and sorrows and unity was soon blinded by power." Zangtian Jian had a hint of mockery on his face, "There were forty-nine powerful men under the Martial Ancestor's seat at that time.
Those who defeated the Immortal Way soon, these strong men parted ways."
"These people are divided into two sects. One sect advocates learning the way of immortality and establishing sects to rule the world. The other sect advocates inaction and rule. After all, what they opposed to the way of immortality was that they could not bear the rule of immortality. If they now establish sects, wouldn't they be with the way of immortality?
Generally, I still have to change the soup and not the medicine.”
Zangtian Jian said slowly, but Wu Liang couldn't help but look at him.
This old ghost is very mysterious. He believes that this kind of secret should not be known to a secular warrior, nor can it be known to a three-flower warrior.
Perhaps even the old ghosts hidden in the sect may not be clear about, but the Zangtian Sword knows it clearly, as if it has experienced it personally.
"You can guess what happened later. The strong men who advocated the establishment of the sect created the thirty-six sects. The others lived in seclusion in the secular world and never interfered in the martial arts world again."
"Old ghost, you talked around for a long time. Does this have anything to do with the person you killed Aoki Gate?"
Wu Liang was a little impatient. He was not here to listen to the story. Who cares whether the martial arts powerhouses have parted ways?
This kind of struggle for power and profit is so common. Haven’t there been a few since ancient times? There is no peerless strong man who has never been able to accept the ordinary. In the end, it is normal.
"Of course it's related!" Zangtian Jian didn't care, but Wu Liang called him an old ghost. Seeing Wu Liang impatient, he couldn't help but say embarrassedly: "Young people just jump out of it. Most people don't tell him about old men, but they still like you.
Say to you."
Wu Liang rolled his eyes and said unhappy: "Just pretend you don't like me. Don't talk too much nonsense, otherwise it will attract people's annoyance."
The sword energy of Zangtian is blowing his beard, but a flash of light in his eyes. The afterglow glanced at Wu Liang, and then muttered for a while: "Okay, the old man is short. Anyway, it was the strong man under Wu Zu's seat that happened later.
There was a big battle, and then the Martial Ancestor, who was rumored to be dead, suddenly appeared. Then he suddenly issued an order, sectarian warriors are not allowed to enter the world without authorization. The warriors above the Three Flowers can challenge each other, but they cannot attack each other."
Wu Liang raised his eyebrows and said a little disbelief: "What the hell is this? Who cares whether to steal or not attack during life and death? Wu Zu was kicked in the head by a donkey?"
"presumptuous!"
Zangtian Jian scolded him, and then saw Wu Liang staring at him with a bad expression, and couldn't help but cough, "Boy, you can't talk nonsense. Wu Zu is the ancestor of martial arts. It would be unlucky to say bad things about Wu Zu."
Wu Liang sneered and said disapprovingly: "What kind of martial arts ancestors have existed since ancient times, but it is just a hero created by the times. Wu Zu dares to claim that Wu Zu has committed a taboo, and is not afraid of the heavenly punishment to kill him."
Seeing that Wu Liang said more and more outrageously, Zangtian Sword was shocked and did not dare to continue to argue with this lawless guy. He hurriedly said: "No matter what you think, this rule was set by the Martial Ancestor. Old man, I challenge Aoki openly.
Even if you are unhappy with the door, you won’t cause trouble for the old man for no reason.”
"What if they secretly sent strong men to kill you?"
Wu Liang didn't believe in this rule at all. If he had the strength of his opponent, how could he let the enemy go because of this absurd rule?
Whether it is martial arts or immortals, it is the prey of the weak. If you don’t fight, how can you bravely rise?
Zangtian Jian also knew that Wu Liang didn't believe it, and even he himself probably didn't believe it very much. He nodded and smiled, "This is possible, but they will not attack me on the surface on the surface. Send someone to update it secretly.
OK, it just so happened that I wanted to kill a few Sanhuas and go further, but the strong men walked up step by step with their corpses."
Speaking of which, this old ghost dared to attack Aokimen because of his confidence. He was confident that he could overcome all difficulties and that he could clear everything and reach the peak of martial arts.
After all, what warriors can rely on is their own strength.
Wu Liang nodded in agreement. This was the Sword of the Sky that he remembered. If this old ghost really hoped that unreliable rules would be safe, then Wu Liang would have to re-examine his own vision.
"Okay, you're tired even if you say so much. Let's not talk about this anymore. Old man, how about trying my tea?"
Wu Liang didn't want to listen to those past events anymore. People had to look forward, what's the use of thinking so much?
He was too lazy to argue about who is right and wrong back then, but Wu Zu was wrong and killed Luo Xue. He would not have failed to avenge this revenge, but all this depends on strength.
With his current strength, even if the Martial Ancestor is still in this world, he can't do anything to him.
Only when you have the ability to crush everything can you take revenge and complain as much as you wish.
The Zangtian Sword no longer continued. The two of them quietly savored tea and chatted, discussing some martial arts insights, which complemented each other for a while.
But what should come will always come. When the two of them finished drinking a pot of tea, Wu Liang looked up and glanced at the distance, and smiled faintly: "It seems that this rule is quite useful. Are you asking me for a fight?"
Zangtian Jian frowned slightly. Seeing Wu Liang's indifferent look, he couldn't help but say, "Don't be careless. Han Wushuang had already broken through the three flowers three years ago. I heard that when the breakthrough broke through, the white jade flower reached three feet, and it was not weak at all.
The chiefs of the seven sects and eight sects.”
Wu Liang looked at the Zangtian Sword with an inexplicable look, making the Zangtian Sword furrow all over his body, and couldn't help but mutter, "What are you doing when you look at the old man like this?"
"Old ghost, you know so much!"
Wu Liang couldn't help but smile. This old ghost was getting more and more interesting.
Han Wushuang broke through Sanhua and even the sect like Yushuimen was not clear. The secular controller of the Zangtian Sword knew it clearly.
Not only did he know that the other party was a three-flower warrior, but he also knew that the white jade flower reached three feet when she broke through. This is probably the top secret of Yushuimen.
Zangtian Jian laughed dryly and said, "I guess, I'll say it casually, don't take it seriously. But look at you so confident, don't overturn the boat in the gutter."
...
Wu Liang and the other two were so fond of chatting, but they didn't know that Han Wushuang's face looked extremely ugly at the foot of Tianshen Mountain.
His already cold face looked even colder. After a stick of incense, Han Wushuang's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly: "Wu Liang, come out to fight!"
"Wu Liang, come out to fight!"
"Wu Liang, come out to fight..."
The sound kept spreading among the mountains, as cold as frost. Anyone who heard it could not help but tremble in his heart, and only felt a chill coming from the bottom of his heart.
Wu Liang, who was chatting with Zangtian Jian, couldn't help but shake his head and said lightly: "It seems that you overestimate her. Your surname is not calm enough. You are really young."
Zangtian Sword laughed with a thud, pointed at Wu Liang, and said speechlessly for a while: "You guy..."
Wu Liang twisted his neck and chuckled, "Since they are anxious, it's not easy to disappoint her, right?"
"Little girl, come up, I'm waiting for you."
"Hmph! Now ** will die!"
"I have wanted to die a long time ago, but I am afraid that you will not be able to kill my grandfather."
The two of them talked dozens of miles apart, which was simply a myth in the eyes of ordinary people.
Wu Liang was not concerned, and went out of the backyard with Zangtian Jian and walked straight to the martial arts stage in the middle of the village.
...
At this time, all the young and old in Wujia Village left the house. When they saw Wu Liang, someone said, "Liangzi, is that okay?"
Wu Liang laughed and waved his hand and said, "What's the problem? Everyone should look carefully. Practicing hard behind closed doors is not a big way. Today there is a free coach, so don't waste it."
"snort!"
A cold voice interrupted everyone's discussion. Han Wushuang came in the air, wearing white clothes, like a god among immortals.
There was a long sword emitting a cold air behind her back, and her whole body also exuded a biting cold chill.
Some Wu family members who did not practice martial arts suddenly became stiff, as if they were about to be frozen to death in the next moment.
Wu Liang's eyes flashed with a sharp look, and he waved his hand to block the coldness, and said lightly: "I've been through some things that are uneducated, this is how your parents teach you?"
"You say it again!"
Han Wushuang's eyes became colder and he looked at Wu Liang like he was looking at someone who was dead.
"Little girl, don't be too arrogant when you are a person. This is not Yushuimen. Even Yushuimen dare not act recklessly in the secular world."
It was not Wu Liang who answered the conversation. Zangtian Jian glanced at Han Wushuang with a smile, with a hint of mockery on his face.
"You are the Zangtian Sword?" Han Wushuang's cold eyes flashed for a moment, and he said coldly: "If you think that killing the useless person in Qingmumen can talk to me like this, then you are not far from death!"
Wu Liang and Zangtian Jian looked at each other, and both of them laughed.
The two of them did not argue with Han Wushuang at all, and there was no need to. They have seen many such people.
He was born in a sect and broke through Sanhua at a young age. He was regarded as a treasure by his disciples and held in heaven. He grew up under compliment and spoiled since childhood. It is no wonder that he has such a surname.
She looked down on Wu Liang and the Zangtian Sword, but she didn't know that in the eyes of Wu Liang and the Zangtian Sword, let alone Han Wushuang, even the people behind the Yushuimen were not taken seriously by them.
It is worth noting that Wu Liang had such achievements back then. It is not surprising that he looked down on Han Wushuang. The Zangtian Sword has its own secret, so it is not surprising that he looked down on Han Wushuang.
If it were an ordinary Three Flowers Warrior, it would not be enough to make Wu Liang look at him with admiration, and he would not even care about the matter of Zangtian Sword calculating him.
The two of them chatted privately as if no one was around, and Han Wushuang's face had completely cooled down.
"Is this elder killed by your sneak attack?"
Wu Liang looked up at her and sneered, "Just, I need to attack if I want to kill someone, just slap it to death."
"Whether you admit it or not, you will die now!"
Han Wushuang said for granted, as if Wu Liang was not dead, he was simply sorry for Tiandi.
"Little girl's movie, she's quite angry." Wu Liang laughed, turned his head to look at the distance, and smiled faintly: "Come on too, you two go together, save the opportunity to suddenly appear as a big head later.
.”
A figure suddenly flashed in the empty sky. Chang Yuanqing frowned and said disdainfully: "I don't need to kill you!"
Wu Liang ignored him at all, looked somewhere again, and said lightly: "Everyone comes out, don't walk around in other people's house next time, be careful not to know how to die."
"Haha, my friend was joking. This Xianren Peak is not someone else's home."
A figure flashed again in the void, and an old man with white hair and hair appeared out of the air, stroked his long beard and smiled lightly.
Wu Liang remained silent and continued to look at the sky. After a moment, another person walked out of the void.
This time it was a young woman wearing a blue dress and a plain face. She was different from Han Wushuang's Binghan, which was a coldness that ignored everything.
The woman first appeared and bowed to Chang Yuanqing, Yushuimen and the old man from Shenzong, and said lightly: "I have met two uncles."
Then he looked at Wu Liang and Zangtian Jian, frowned and said softly: "A few days ago, did you two break into Hualong Pass through Qingmu Gate?"
Wu Liang glanced at her casually and muttered: "These sects are too useless. Such a simple thing is still worth thinking about."
The three-flowered men in the air all turned cold, but no one spoke.
Zangtian Jian also smiled carelessly and said, "These guys are not smart at all, otherwise they would not have been so useless."
"Rareless! Zangtian Sword, you kill me, the elder of Aokimen, and you dare to appear here!"
Just after the Zangtian Sword made a sound, a cold shout came from the void.
A sword light sprinkled out, covering the entire Wujia Village.
Wu Liang's face was cold and he said coldly: "You are looking for death!"
After the words came, Wu Liang's figure moved. Before everyone could see clearly, a scream came from the void.
After a while, everyone saw Wu Liang dragging a white-haired old man in a blue robe like a dog. At this moment, no matter how many sects Sanhua or the Zangtian Sword, their faces changed slightly.
powerful!
It was too strong. Before they could see Wu Liang's actions clearly, Wu Liang actually took down a three-flower strongman. This was not a breakthrough. Even the three-flower strongman who had broken through for decades was not as good as him.
Han Wushuang, who had disdain in her eyes, had her eyes flashed, and she looked at Chang Yuanqing for a moment and didn't know what she was thinking.
The old man from Shenzong also frowned and hesitated for a moment before speaking out: "Wu Liang, it's a little bit past. Wu Zu has an order. You can challenge above the three flowers, and you can't attack sneak attacks."
Wu Liang sneered, looked at him with contempt, and said lightly: "He took action first just now. Is this considered a sneak attack?"
The old man's tone stopped and said dissatisfiedly: "Wu Liang, this is Longxi!"
"What's wrong with Longxi? Remember this is Wujia Village! If you want to die, try it!"
The old man from Shenzong didn't expect Wu Liang to be so arrogant and immediately said angrily: "Wu Liang, if you think you can be arrogant by breaking through the Three Flowers, then you're very wrong! Whether it's Wujia Village or Xianren Peak, it's all the territory of my Shenzong. Could it be that
You think you can fight against the majesty of the Thirty-Six factions alone!”
"Go to **!"
Wu Liang was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, so he cursed and stopped looking at him.
"court death!"
The old man from Shenzong was furious and was about to take action, but he seemed to remember something. He suppressed his anger and said hatefully: "Wu Liang, do you want to go against my Shenzong!"
Wu Liang curled his lips and didn't say anything more.
Now is not the time to break up with the Shenzong, and his strength has not reached the point of being unscrupulous. In addition, the Qingmu Sect and Yushui Sect have to cause trouble for themselves. If they offend Shenzong, it would be dangerous.
However, if Shenzong really wants to turn against him, Wu Liang wouldn't mind killing a few Sanhuas to make them feel distressed. At worst, he would send the Wu family to the small world, and no one could do anything to him if he was single.
When the old man from Shenzong saw that Wu Liang stopped refuting, he was relieved. He was not sure if he really wanted to turn against Wu Liang.
Just now, Wu Liang's method of taking down the Aokimen Sanhua instantly shocked him, and he thought to himself that once this secular warrior breaks through to the Sanhua, they will surely be extraordinary.
First, the Zangtian Sword killed the powerful Qingmumen in ten moves, which surprised them. Unexpectedly, in their eyes, Wu Liang, who was much weaker than the Zangtian Sword, shocked them. He took care of a three-flower warrior in one move.
.
The scene that was about to explode suddenly became quiet, and it was a little abrupt.
Wu Liang took down the three flowers of Qingmumen in one move and indeed brought them a lot of shock. Even Han Wushuang, who was above the top, had to hum with a cold face: "Wu Liang, is my elder Yushuimen? Is it you?
Killed?"
Wu Liang curled his lips. These sectarian warriors are indeed the ones who look at the food they serve.
I was so crazy before, no matter whether you killed it or not, I decided to kill you in one sentence, and who would give you a chance to explain it?
Now that he showed some strength a little, Han Wushuang was not sure. Although his tone was cold, it was completely different from the beginning.
Wu Liang was not ready to explain, but when he thought about taking the blame for others, he immediately said dissatisfied: "Kill your ancestors, I need to attack someone if I kill someone! If you believe it or not, come and try it!"
"snort!"
Han Wushuang snorted coldly, with a hint of dissatisfaction on his face.
However, I was not as sure as I was at the beginning. After all, Wu Liang was strong and if he really wanted to kill someone, he would just challenge him directly.
He and Yushuimen had a grudge. If he really killed them, there was no need to admit it. Anyway, Liangzi had already formed a grudge.
Everyone present couldn't help but feel this thought. Several people looked at each other, their eyes flashing and they didn't know what to think.
Since it was not killed by Wu Liang, it means that it was killed by others.
In the secular world, there were only two three flowers, Zangtian Sword and Wu Liang. Zangtian Sword was entangled with Qingmumen at that time, and everyone's eyes were focused on him. It should not be Zangtian Sword.
If it wasn't for the two of them, it means that a third party has intervened.
Apart from the secular world, only the strong sects can kill Sanhua. Who is secretly attacking? Is it a grudge against Wu Liang or a grudge against Yushuimen?
Wu Liang had no intention of being in a daze with them. Seeing that the few people were silent, he couldn't help but curse, "I still don't do anything, get out if I don't do anything!"
Han Wushuang's face turned cold, and Chang Yuanqing was also furious.
Even if the elder was not killed by Wu Liang, Wu Liang killed many of them, Sanhua and the Grandmaster **. Yushuimen had a mortal grudge against Wu Liang.
"Wu Liang, you are so arrogant! Kill me, Yushuimen**, we haven't settled the account yet!"
Chang Yuanqing scolded gloomyly, and a thought arose in his heart: Wu Liang's strength after breaking through the Three Flowers is so strong, does that mean that he has been hiding his strength before he breaks through?
Last time his son went to chase Wu Liang, which means that Wu Liang had the strength to kill his son.
But what about Kuiyuan Wood of Shenzong? That is the three flowers, and the three flowers in half a step defeat the three flowers?
This may not exist, right?
Chang Yuanqing was a little difficult to tell for a moment, but his face became increasingly ugly. Where did Kui Yuanmu go, whether it was life or death, all this is a mystery.
Did his son die in vain?
Even if it was not Wu Liang who killed it, the culprit of this matter was Wu Liang. Thinking of this, Chang Yuanqing's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.
Chang Yuanqing's murderous intent moved, Wu Liang immediately noticed it, glanced at him and said lightly: "Come on if you want to do it, you really think that grandpa is a vegetarian!"
"Arrogant! I want to see what qualifications you have to be arrogant. Do you really think that no one in the world can control you!"
After Chang Yuanqing finished speaking, the white jade flowers on his head had already flashed, and the six-foot-meter-round white jade flowers surprised everyone on the field.
Six feet, this is already the bottom line of breaking through the earth flower, Chang Yuanqing is almost breaking through! (To be continued.)