how to kill a dragon

There is great enlightenment on the front line of life and death.

Wang Fuyao's mountain gate is a hermit sect, and after leaving the sect, Wang Fuyao could no longer find his own mountain gate.

After walking in the world for a hundred years, Wang Fuyao's swordsmanship was already superb when he came out of the mountain.

When I was in the old mother's palace, I could find Li Jiutuan to sharpen the way of the sword and improve the sword intent, but after spending a hundred years, she hasn't had such an understanding for a long time.

Zhang Wuliang is worthy of being the leader of the world's swordsmanship, and the sword has its own truth in the world.

The battle with him was hearty and hearty. It was the clarity of swordsmanship that I would never have if I had practiced sword tens of thousands of times.

After World War I, Zhang Wuliang and Wang Fuyao were already a pair of year-end friends who cherish each other.

Wang Fuyao's clothes were torn and wounded, but he laughed at Zhang Wuliang, "How about my sword!"

Zhang Wuliang was also amazed by the boundless strength of this young female swordsman. He looked at Wang Fuyao with admiration even though he was covered with scars and his eyes were shining, "In time, your achievements will definitely surpass mine."

He also smiled, "It's true that talented people come from generation to generation, you are better than me."

After Wang Fuyao laughed out loud, he fainted from exhaustion and fell straight down from the midair.

Zhang Wuliang dodged, caught Wang Fuyao who was falling slowly, and gently put her on the grass next to Wang Xiaotai, "Does she have a teacher?"

Wang Xiaotai touched Wang Fuyao's sweaty face, "Why, the suzerain wants to accept Ciyun as an apprentice?"

"Beautiful jade and talented, it is inevitable to be delighted to see him, this son is a great talent." Zhang Wuliang looked at Wang Fuyao with eyes full of admiration, and raised his big sleeves.

I don't know when Wang Fuyao's Zhantian Sword cut Zhang Wuliang's big sleeve, and even hurt Zhang Wuliang's arm, and faint bloodstains appeared in the big sleeve.

"This is the first time I have been forced into this by a junior." Zhang Wuliang looked at Wang Fuyao quietly, and said slowly, "I thought I was already a genius in the world, and only after I met her today did I know what the real destiny is. Where to go.

"She should be a member of my family.

"If she joins the Wuliang Sword Sect, she must be the next Wuliang Sword Sect master, the leader of the world's swordsmanship."

Wang Xiaotai turned her head and looked straight into Zhang Wuliang's eyes, "It seems that Zongzhu Zhang is really happy to see Lie Xin, so, Zhang Wuliang, Zongzhu Zhang, don't you have anything to explain to me?"

Zhang Wuliang opened his mouth, but before he had time to say anything, the sharp sword edge cut through the quiet cave in an instant, and with endless cold wind, it suddenly struck Zhang Wuliang's back of the head.

Zhang Wuliang subconsciously stood in front of Wang Xiaotai and Wang Fuyao, turned around with his arms raised, and raised his sword to block the blow!
When the sword lights collided, countless rays of light exploded. Wang Xiaotai's eyes were eroded by such fierce sword intent, and she subconsciously shed a drop of transparent tears.

"Senior brother!"

The one who slashed at Zhang Wuliang, the head of the Wuliang Sword Sect, was his junior brother, Bai Wuque, the head of the Wuliang Sword Sect!
The suzerain and head of Wuliang Jianzong, No. 1 and No. [-] of Wuliang Jianzong drew their swords to face each other in this small cave.

Zhang Wuliang was obviously very confused. He didn't know why his junior brother would draw his sword against him. Facing Bai Wuque's fierce and murderous sword moves, he repeatedly raised his sword to defend, "Bai Wuque! Are you insane! Look clearly, yes! Me! What are you doing!"

Bai Wuque's eyes were narrowed into two slits, and the slits in the eyes were piercing. He smiled slightly, and that smile was actually close to Zhang Wuliang's usual words, "Brother, you can also see clearly, it's me, it's me, it's me!" I, Bai Wuque, want to kill you, and when you get to the Underworld, before you reincarnate, don't give my name wrong."

Countless sword qi gushed out from Bai Wuque's sword, instantly shaking the aura of heaven and earth in the cave. Countless very fine sword qi tore through Zhang Wuliang's defense, lying between the two of them, piercing Injured Zhang Wuliang's body.

Bai Wuque actually has such a profound cultivation base!
when!How did you do it?
Zhang Wuliang never knew that his seemingly honest and friendly junior had such swordsmanship, and he was caught off guard by Bai Wuque, who was full of killing intent.

"why?"

"why!"

Zhang Wuliang fought back and roared, obviously extremely angry.

A golden snowflake drifted past Zhang Wuliang's eyelashes and landed on the back of his slightly trembling hand holding the sword hilt, but this golden snowflake did not melt, and stuck intimately to the back of his hand, showing its own existence.

It's not snowflakes, it's gold leaf.

Gold foils are falling all over the sky!

Zhang Wuliang froze, and finally remembered that behind him was the famous God of Wealth, Fuyao Niangniang.

She didn't speak, where did she stand?
Zhang Wuliang didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't dare to gamble.

He knew that his current situation was extremely dangerous, but he still remained calm and collected.

"When?"

Zhang Wuliang wanted to know when his junior brother and Empress Fuyao got together, and when they decided on today's ambush plan.

Is Ciyun also one of them?
But neither Bai Wuque nor Wang Xiaotai answered his question.

Standing opposite them was the supreme swordsman under heaven, no one dared to take it lightly at this time, and took the time to explain today's behavior to him.

Unless he turns into a corpse.

Bai Wuque kept making moves with the sword in his hand, Zhang Wuliang saw the moves, and in an instant he had already passed thousands of moves.

Zhang Wuliang didn't dare to relax. When it came to swords, he boasted that he would not lose to anyone, but he knew that the real threat was still behind him.

Wang Xiaotai behind him remained silent.

He had never seen Empress Fuyao fight, logically the God of Wealth should not be good at fighting, but Zhang Wuliang didn't dare to gamble.

"Why? Why did Zhang Zongzhu have the nerve to ask me this question? This is my question.

"Sect Master Zhang, I still say that, do you really have no explanation for me?"

Wang Xiaotai sighed, lifted her feet from the green pool, and stepped on the grass with her bare feet. The crystal water flowed down her ankles to the grass and seeped into the soil.

"I am not forbidding you to become immortals, I just let you become immortals a few years later, why are you disobedient?
"In these years, how many things have I sent to Wuliang Jianzong in memory of you? Not to mention other things, just the Wuliang whitebait you eat every day. When I came here, there were only five whitebait in the whole Wuliang mountain. , It was I who bred it with blood, which made this infinite whitebait the grand occasion it is today.

"If it wasn't for me, how could you eat this infinite whitebait that nourishes the spirit and nourishes the energy of the sword every day?

"I miss you, and I also promised that when you ascend in the future, I will definitely use all my natural resources and treasures to help you survive the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Tribulation. Chengxian, since you have made a promise, how can you go back on it, Sect Master Zhang."

Talking while walking, speaking did not stop her pace.

Barefooted, Wang Xiaotai walked step by step towards the battlefield where Zhang Wuliang and Bai Wuque's sword qi were flying.

As her footsteps approached step by step, the golden power of faith erupted around her in an instant, brutally tearing the aura in the entire cave into a terrifying turbulent flow of spiritual power.

If a mortal is in it, I am afraid that he will soon be turned into strips of meat.

The violent turbulence engulfed the bodies of the two of them, with a huge and irresistible momentum, it constantly squeezed and cut Zhang Wuliang who was still struggling in the middle.

Zhang Wuliang's face remained unchanged, he turned his wrist, and the long sword in his hand hummed softly, and the Wuliang sword passed down from generation to generation in his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling sword light.

Zhang Wuliang relied on the supreme and immeasurable sword energy to forcibly cut through the mud-like golden turbulent flow, and with a touch of his toes, he rushed straight to the exit of the cave above like a shooting star.

The wind is tight, almost.

The majestic master of the Wuliang Sword Sect, the leader of the world's swordsmanship, escaped before the battle!

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