The sword demon's pupils shrank. He also knew Sweet. At the Shensuanmen Martial Arts Conference, Sweet showed overwhelming absolute power and almost killed Master Kunpeng.
"Is he Sweet?"
Some people saw Sweet for the first time and did not expect that the rumored god of death was a young man with a pretty face.
It was this man who killed Armstrong. It was this man who fought with that monster in Yanjing and almost destroyed that area.
This man is so powerful that it is unimaginable.
"Sweat, that's great, he's actually here. Now we can be saved." In the distance, Tong Hurongqiu and the others also saw Sweet through binoculars.
"It is rumored that Sweet is not from our world. As expected, his strength is so terrifying. He is not a mortal, but a monk."
Everyone held their breath and stared at the man.
Zhang Cheng also looked at him, with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes. He thought of Lu Qing's words not long ago, and suddenly he felt uncontrollably excited.
Are you really...
In the sky, Sweet hugged Lu Qing, and a pair of heroic eyes swept over the people on the ground. He paused for a moment on Zhang Cheng, but couldn't move away on Lu Ge, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
She is my daughter. No wonder I had a strange feeling when I first met her.
Lu Ge was watched by his father, a little excited and a little curious.
Her mother has told her since she was a child that her father is a great man. She really wanted to see her father, and now she finally did.
"I didn't expect you to come." The Taoist Master's voice sounded again, with a solemn tone that could not be concealed, "I should call you Zhang Nitian, Sweet, or call you by your secular name, Zhang Xuanling or King Wu.
Zhang Tianwu!"
Shocking!
Everyone heard this voice, and everyone's eyes widened for dozens of miles around, King Wu, Zhang Tianwu!
Sweet replied calmly: "My nickname is Zhang Xuanling, and my birth name is Zhang Tianwu. The name in the cultivation world is just a random one. In my heart, I will always be called Zhang Tianwu. I was, am, and will be Zhang Tianwu in the future."
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Zhang Tianwu!
What a familiar name, what a famous name. The number one genius in China, the king of martial arts, the martial king who dominated the world, was so stunningly talented that he left behind too many legends and regrets.
The King of Misfortune, with three disasters, six disasters and nine illnesses, everyone thought he was dead.
However, now Sweet has personally admitted that he is the King of Wu, Zhang Tianwu.
He is not dead!
Yan Wudi and the others all turned their heads and looked at Zhang Cheng.
Zhang Cheng's face was full of shock. Although he had already guessed in his heart, he still felt excited and surprised when he got the answer. No wonder Sweet treated him differently, no wonder Sweet tolerated him several times, no wonder Sweet
Help him, yes, only that man can help him unconditionally.
"Uncle Zhang, it turns out you are Uncle Zhang. Sure enough, you are not dead, which is great. When you left a message, I became the Supreme God, and that was the day we met again. Now I have become the Supreme God, and we finally meet again.
Already."
Zhang Cheng was extremely excited. After many years, he finally saw Uncle Zhang again. He had countless questions in his heart that he wanted to ask him.
"Little guy, I know there are a lot of things in your mind that you don't understand. I will tell you in the future, but not now." Uncle Zhang's voice rang in his head.
"Is he the King Wu of China?" Hei Ri stared at the man in the sky, very surprised.
"Why, have you foreigners heard of him?" someone asked next to him.
"Of course, Zhang Tianwu is very famous abroad. My master once said that Zhang Tianwu is the truly dangerous person in China. If he doesn't die, he is destined to be a terrifying giant that shakes the world in the future." Hei Ri
answer.
"Uncle Zhang is not dead. It seems that Zhang Cheng knows that he is not dead. Damn it, that guy lied to me and took me to worship at the grave."
Lan Yue said in her heart.
"King Wu is my father." Lu Ge was stunned for a while. She already knew that Sweet was his father, but she didn't know that King Wu and Sweet were the same person.
"Damn it! You bastard is not dead. You were still chasing me back then, so happy. After a long time, Sweet turned out to be you. When you were young, you chased me, and here you are again!" Wang Xizhi and Zhang
Tianwu is an old acquaintance, and it is precisely because he is an old acquaintance that he grits his teeth.
"He is actually the Martial King Zhang Tianwu. I have long seen that Zhang Tianwu is not a creature of the pool. I did not expect that this man has far surpassed me." Yan Wudi felt complicated.
"In this world, a junior actually has such a level of cultivation. I won't lose to you." The sword demon has a high fighting spirit and is a good opponent.
"It's actually King Wu. He's not dead. He's not dead. That Sweet is him. It's really unbelievable. It's definitely the most unbelievable thing in this century." In the distance, Tong Hu was shocked, his face full of disbelief and unbelievable.
Next to her, Rong Qiu also looked in disbelief. She had also heard the rumors about King Wu. He was Zhang Cheng's master.
While slaying the dragon, Zhao Yun, Mark, and Heitie also stared at the man in shock.
"God of War, Zhang Nitian, haha, it's true. "Thirty-three Heavens", no wonder he would describe you like this, just let me see how strong you are, right?" Among all the people, there was only one person at the beginning.
It was very calm in the end, this person was Zhao Yeji, she seemed to have known everything for a long time.
"Xuan Ling is the evil dragon Taoist who sent Cang Tian to destroy our entire Lu family. My grandfather, my father, my mother, uncle... all of them would have died there, if it weren't for the treasure you gave me to protect me.
, our daughter and I will not survive now."
Suddenly, Lu Qing said with an angry face.
"I will avenge this revenge. There is no need for Evil Dragon Dao to exist in this world from now on. Just like the original Blood Dynasty, everyone must die!"
When Zhang Tianwu spat out the word "death", the color of the sky and the earth changed, and suddenly, a murderous aura that ripped apart the heaven and earth erupted from his body.
For a time, the storm surged, and the terrifying power caused the whole world to shake.
powerful!
powerful!
It was so powerful that it was beyond imagination. With Zhang Tianwu as the center, cracks appeared in the surrounding space.
Just looking at Zhang Tianwu was unbearable for them, as if he was the sky or a god, and they could only look up, worship, or kneel down.