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Seeing Zhang Wuliang fleeing frantically towards the entrance of the cave, Bai Wuque drew his sword and dodged to follow.

Wang Xiaotai had no expression on her face, she stood barefoot with her hands behind her back, a thin golden light flashed between her eyes, she raised her right hand, the sleeve embroidered with countless butterflies slipped down naturally, but was caught by a string of golden bracelets , only a small half of her fair arm was exposed.

Wang Xiaotai raised her arms, opened her palms facing Zhang Wuliang's receding back, tilted her head slightly, pressed her palms down slowly, and gently uttered the word 'town'.

A huge golden palm suddenly appeared at the slightly translucent entrance of the cave. The fingers of that palm were luxuriant and graceful, and there was an extremely delicate golden lotus flower on the back of the hand. No matter from which angle you looked at it, it was a beautiful and huge hand. Very ornamental hands.

The entire hand was bigger than the entire hole, and it was slowly pressed down with supreme majesty and momentum. Just one face-to-face blocked all Zhang Wuliang's escape routes.

Leave no leeway, benevolent and decisive.

Caught off guard, Zhang Wuliang was like a moth caught in a net. He was hit hard by this huge palm and landed on the ground. He rolled on the ground for more than ten laps before stopping.

Bai Wuque's sword followed immediately, and with one blow, Zhang Wuliang's chest was deeply pierced to the ground.

As the cool wind blew, Bai Wuque stepped on the hilt of the sword that was pierced in his senior brother's heart, and looked down at Zhang Wuliang's still unbelievable eyes.

One after another, the past was rushing towards Zhang Wuliang like a tidal wave, pinching his throat, causing his chest to burst, blood dripping from his heart as if being twisted, and he was so uncomfortable that he could hardly breathe.

He thought of the time when he and his younger brother asked swords hand in hand, he thought of cooking tea and discussing Taoism in the warmth of winter, he thought of the bamboo forests they walked through together on Wuliang Mountain, he thought of them climbing high and looking far together, playing chess pieces together, and thinking of Fu As the wind passed by, I thought of the pot of wine that was both hot and cold, and I thought of a lot.

But what is in front of him now is Bai Wuque's extremely cold eyes, and this icy sword piercing through his heart.

Why, why, why!

In Zhang Wuliang's desperate and confused eyes, Bai Wuque summoned another sword, which blinded Zhang Wuliang's eyes, and the severe pain pierced Zhang Wuliang's entire head.

He grew up on Wuliang Mountain, and he had never experienced such heartache and injury. He opened his mouth subconsciously, as if he wanted to say something, or as if he wanted to let out a scream that shook the world from the cave.

Bai Wuque's long beard fluttered in the gust of wind, his face was expressionless, and he raised his sword again, which cut Zhang Wuliang's neck.

The wound was deep enough to see the bones, and a large amount of blood spurted out, soaking Zhang Wuliang Dao Gu Xianfeng's Taoist robe and his snow-white inner lining.

"Senior brother, you really shouldn't eat so many whitebaits."

With his long beard fluttering, Bai Wuque sighed, and stepped on Zhang Wuliang's chest, thinking of the Wuliang silver fish that Zhang Wuliang occupied the entire mountain in order to soar.

This immeasurable whitebait was bred by Wang Xiaotai with blood, each tail of immeasurable whitebait, with drops of golden blood, was eaten by Zhang Wuliang like this.

Before Zhang Wuliang knew about it, Wang Xiaotai knew his physical condition better than himself.

Now Zhang Wuliang wants to go against the original agreement with Wang Xiaotai, and secretly hides the sword and ascends.

Wang Xiaotai naturally refused.

Zhang Wuliang was blind in both eyes and vomited blood, but he was still holding the Wuliang sword that he accompanied day and night in his hand, as if he was holding the last straw, waving it wildly towards the surroundings.

He wanted to say something, or wanted to scold something, but his neck had been cut off, revealing more than half of the broken flesh, bones and trachea tendons, and he didn't say anything.

There was a dead silence in the cave.

Bai Wuque and Wang Xiaotai listened to Zhang Wuliang's weaker gasps, listened to the gradually smaller and slower sound of blood spurting, and watched Zhang Wuliang's blood spread across the grass and flow into the Wuliang Bitan, slowly staining the bitan. Into a red pool, like emeralds bleeding.

The light from the sky at the entrance of the cave fell on Zhang Wuliang's pale face. Zhang Wuliang, the patriarch of the Wuliang Sword Sect, fell today, and his death will not rest in peace.

At the moment of his death, he still couldn't understand why he died.

He didn't even leave a last word before he died.

Turning her fingers, Wang Xiaotai took Zhang Wuliang's dim soul into her palm, and looked at the soul that was so dim that it had no soul color with great interest, "Sword cultivators practice sword training, this soul is really weak, not as good as ordinary casual cultivators , It is really in vain to be the infinite suzerain."

After finishing speaking, Wang Xiaotai threw Zhang Wuliang's soul to Bai Wuque casually like throwing a ball. Bai Wuque carefully protected this extremely fragile soul in the palm of his hand, and fondly touched the dejected soul who had lost his mind. soul.

"Ever since you went to Wuliang Jianzong, I knew that senior brother would not be willing to obey orders. He is obsessed with swordsmanship and is extremely conceited, but sometimes he can't even remember what he said or did. Knowing to act from the heart is actually a rare big confusion."

Bai Wuque smiled and put the soul in his sleeve.

Back then, Wang Xiaotai was alone with Wuliang, and visited Wuliang Sword Sect as the Fuyao Empress. At that time, Bai Wuque, the head of Wuliang Sword Sect, was with her.

Empress Fuyao promised to inject huge sums of money into Wuliang Jianzong and change Wuliang Jianzong's fortune, but she also put forward a rather embarrassing condition.

That is late becoming immortal.

Under the recommendation of Bai Wuque, Wang Xiaotai and Zhang Wuliang, who is most likely to fly away from the Wuliang Sword Sect, made an alliance.

From now on, Empress Fuyao will be responsible for [-]% of Wuliang Sword Sect's expenses. Wuliang Sword Sect can use this opportunity to expand infinitely, recruit better swordsmen, and use Fuyao Empress's money to buy a large number of natural materials and earth treasures.

It takes a lot of money to train a swordsman, let alone these tens of thousands of swordsmen.

Wuliang Jianzong's finances have always been a bit tight, so they still welcome Wang Xiaotai very much.

But in exchange for this, Zhang Wuliang, the suzerain of Wuliang Sword Sect, will not be able to become a fairy for the time being.

Wang Xiaotai is not forbidding him to become a fairy, but to become a fairy later.

Before getting Wang Xiaotai's permission, Zhang Wuliang was not allowed to become a fairy.

Fuyao Niangniang can help him solve any problems that arise.

There is a thunderstorm, Fuyao Empress will help you, and your spiritual power will skyrocket, Fuyao Empress will help you collect it.

If you are short of money, Empress Fuyao will give it to you; if there is a crisis, Empress Fuyao will help you solve it.

As long as you become a fairy late, everything is negotiable.

Wang Xiaotai asked, "How are you going to explain this?"

Bai Wuque took out a dozen talismans in his hand, and it seemed that he had thought about it a long time ago, "Brother, he has a great Dao heart and a perfect cultivation base. He fought against Ciyun today, and he has a deep understanding. He finally crossed the catastrophe. After crossing the catastrophe and dying, the ashes and smoke disappeared, and there were no bones left. Wuliang Jianzong will wear mourning for his senior brother for three years to express his grief.

Our generation will take the senior brother as an example, inherit the legacy of the senior brother, and follow closely behind, fighting with people, fighting against the sky, and fighting against the infinite. "

Wang Xiaotai raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Bai Wuque with a rare smile, "What's the use of a sword idiot like him, even if he breaks through the sky and becomes a fairy?

"When he arrives in the Heavenly Court, he may just build another cave and practice swordsmanship alone. After becoming an immortal, he will remain aloof and turn a deaf ear to the suffering of the world. If he says that a mortal became a god, his mentality is no longer mortal."

What Wang Xiaotai hates the most are those high-ranking immortals.

Wang Xiaotai walked towards Wang Fuyao who was still unconscious and lying on the ground. Her voice was slightly cold and her attitude was contemptuous. She stepped on the blood-soaked grass step by step, but it was spotless. She had already put on a pair of white plain cloth shoes while walking.

"Sect Leader Bai, no, I should call you Bai Wuliang now, Sect Master Bai, right? The contract between us continues, and I can give you any support for Wuliang Sword Sect, but my condition is still—— Wan Chengxian. "

Wuliang Jianzong has a rule that if the master of Wuliang Jianzong falls, the head of Wuliang Jianzong will automatically replace the position of suzerain of Wuliang Jianzong.

When Wang Xiaotai went up the mountain for the first time, Zhang Wuliang was aloof, and Bai Wuque lowered his head and folded his sleeves.

She was clearly talking to the highest suzerain of Wuliang Sword Sect to make a request, but Zhang Wuliang just shirked the matter to Bai Wuque, and played with the gift Wang Xiaotai gave him nonchalantly, with a casual and indifferent expression.

He has always been like this for people who don't know the way of swordsman, he doesn't care

With just a startled glance, Wang Xiaotai knew that Bai Wuque was obedient on the surface, but in fact he was ambitious.

There is absolutely no way this person will be willing to live under others for a long time.

Brothers killing each other is also interesting.

"Remember, I'm not preventing you from becoming immortals, I just want you to wait a little longer. You are luckier than Zhang Wuliang. Now, the time to ascend will not be too long.

"At most three years, the opportunity to ascend will arrive.

"Sect Master Bai, don't repeat the same mistakes."

Wang Xiaotai bent down, hugged Wang Fuyao horizontally, and walked away step by step.

Behind her, the head of the Wuliang Sword Sect, Bai Wuque, no, it should be said that the lord Bai Wuque put his right hand palm inward and put it on his heart, bowed slightly to salute Fuyao, "Everyone must die."

After Wang Xiaotai left, the deep purple Nine Heavens Profound Thunder came crashing down, and the huge thunder catastrophe slammed towards Wuliang Mountain. Accompanied by the earth-shattering thunder, more than a dozen thick silver snakes spit out lightning and flames, collided with each other, and slammed into each other. Wrapping around, he rushed towards Wuliang Mountain with a mighty momentum, tearing apart the entire sky.

Shaking the sky and the earth, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains, all the sword celestial beings came out, and the world admired it. It seems that the Wuliang Sword Sect has a Taoist friend to cross the catastrophe, intending to soar.

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