Pindao's surname is Zhang, his ancestor is Immortal Immortal

Chapter 180 Jiuzhen Township, Wanchuan Prefecture! Martial style and simplicity
Zhang Yuqing drew his sword and slashed out.

In an instant, the sky was filled with sword energy and sword light, roaring like a waterfall.

The river breaks and the waves break, and the white clouds part.

The white-robed young general Zhao Yun is good at making hundreds of birds shoot at the phoenix spear.

The gun roared, and the true flames of the phoenix came to attack, turning the water waves into billowing clouds, covering the two figures in it, making them blurry.

On the realm of martial arts.

Both of them are Tiangang warriors under the cave world.

Master Zhao Yun tells the story of Tong Yuan, the "gun god" of the Han Dynasty, whose shooting skills are astonishing.

After millions of rounds of duel with Zhang Yuqing, he still did not fall behind.

"He is truly an unparalleled warrior."

Zhao Yun's breathing was slightly rapid, and his delicate face was red. This was due to the surge of Qi and blood.

"Yan!"

"Hoho~" Blood flowed from the corner of Zhao Yun's mouth, his face was pale and his expression was gloomy.

"Zilong, you are slightly younger than me, but you have such strength, you will definitely become a martial arts immortal in the future."

"I, Zhao Zilong."

Zhang Yuqing struck the nodding phoenix with a knife, misaligned it, and shouted.

"The rivers are the guarantee, the heaven and the earth are the covenant, here we become brothers with different surnames. We do not wish to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but we wish to die in the same year, the same month and the same day!"

"Brother Yuqing!"

"Zilong, how about one move to determine the outcome?"

A phoenix scream came, and a multicolored and five-virtue phoenix bird wrapped in true flames swept over and collided with the tyrant sword.

"I, Zhang Yuqing!"

Zhao Yun had to doubt the authenticity of his master's words.

Zhang Yuqing smiled, and with a thought, she looked at Zhao Yun, who was more delicate and heroic than the woman, with a smile on her lips.

"Don't be discouraged. Sooner or later you will surpass me."

"Of course... no!" Zhao Yun shook his head quickly and hesitated for a while.
"Brother Zhang is far more powerful than me, and Zilong admires him endlessly."

"A hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix!"

"Zi Long."

Zhao Yun shook his head bitterly, "Brother Zhang is joking, Zilong is far behind you!"

He lost!
Moreover, he lost completely.

"The road to martial arts is lonely, but you won't feel lonely if you have those who travel with you. Or Zilong, do you disdain being sworn friends with Zhang?" Zhang Yuqing asked again.

The unparalleled sword defeated the phoenix divine bird with an unstoppable force and fell on Zhao Yun.

Give him some healing elixir.

"That's okay. From now on, I will be my brother and you will be my brother. You and I will be based on this river. Heaven and earth will witness that we will become brothers with different surnames." Zhang Yuqing took Zhao Yun and bowed to heaven and earth.

When the master came down from the mountain, he said that his talent was unparalleled in his generation and he would definitely leave his name in history in the future.

There are not many people in Hanyue Mansion who can fight with him in the Tiangang Realm martial arts. Even Shangguan Hongxiu can be suppressed by him, but Zhao Yun does not fall behind, which shows the opponent's strength.

Zhang Yuqing stepped forward on the waves and picked up the injured Zhao Yun with one hand.

The white robe was torn, the clothes were stained with blood, and the rivers turned red.

"I have a proposal. How about we become friends here?"

Zhang Yuqing couldn't help but sigh.

"Ba Dao! l
With one slash of the sword, the Qi machine pulled the vitality of heaven and earth and emptied out a region.

Zhao Yun's expression was solemn, and his spirit, energy and spirit were unified.

Huh... Suddenly, the waves surged, followed by explosions.

Zhang Yuqing drew his sword solemnly, and a heavenly sword appeared in the sky behind him.

"Zilong, you and I are so destined that we don't know each other even if we don't fight!"

The wind and clouds are turbulent, and the sun and moon are eclipsed.

The gun comes out like a dragon.

The terrifying sword intent swept across all directions, causing the world to change.

But when he came down the mountain, he met a warrior who could rival him.

"can!"

He looked at Zhang Yuqing with firm eyes.

"This..." Zhao Yun was stunned, hesitating, and blinked.

The two hugged each other and laughed.

Zhang Yuqing felt even more comfortable and comfortable.

Now he has long understood that the real creation of the family tree does not lie in Zhang Jiao and Zhang Sanfeng. The incarnation of time and space is just an anchor point. This world, a vast universe of parallel time and space, is the real creation.

"Zilong, what is your purpose of going down the mountain this time?" Zhang Yuqing asked.

"We, the warriors, should calm down the troubled times, stabilize the world, and control the mountains and rivers." Zhao Yun said sonorously,
"Brother, what about you?"

"I haven't decided yet, but my current goal is to pursue the ultimate martial arts realm." Zhang Yuqing said.

"I think my eldest brother will become a martial arts immortal in the future."

Zhao Yun blinked and nodded solemnly.

"Hahaha... But before becoming a Martial Immortal, it might be good to determine the unrest in Kyushu."

Zhang Yuqing laughed heartily.

He once defeated demons in the Great Tomorrow and suppressed the turmoil in Jianghu as a national master. He was recognized by heaven and earth and was blessed by luck.

Or maybe it's that kind of fate.

Let his talent in Qi training allow him to easily blend with heaven and earth.

Therefore, in this world of gods, he naturally wanted to do something.

Fulfill Master Zhang Jiao’s ambition?
Or create peace for all eternity?

Of course, it is not possible with my own cultivation level.

Wait until he can suppress this world by himself.

.....
He bid farewell to Zhao Yun briefly and returned to Yuntai.

Then, Zhang Yuqing informed Qi Shihou and others about his intention to go to Wanchuan Mansion, leaving behind a few talisman and seal paper figures.

Then he left Hanyue alone, rode on clouds and cranes, and flew away into the sky.

The figure of a cold girl looked up at the bottom, her bright eyes like a clear lake, watching Zhang Yuqing's retreating figure, gradually disappearing at the end, she turned around and softly chanted to Jiang Yao beside her,

"Master, I would like to go out for some training."

"Go! Hanyue Mansion is too small for you."

Jiang Yao clearly understood the thoughts of his apprentice, sighed softly, put his arms around Shangguan Hongxiu, and hugged him tightly.

"Master, take care."

"The same to you!"

After that, Shangguan Hongxiu left in the opposite direction to Zhang Yuqing.

Jiang Yao and Qi Shihou looked at each other, shook their heads, and said nothing.

of course!

Although Zhang Yuqing and Shangguan Hongxiu left.

But as long as the two kings compete between King Taishi and Zhao Nian, the outcome of the chess game will not be determined.

Yuntai County is safe and sound.

In a blink of an eye, ten days have passed!

This trip to Wanchuan, plundering mountains and rivers, has a bit of the charm of rivers and lakes. Men have dreamed of being heroic since ancient times, even immortals are not immune to this.

Zhang Yuqing's journey was full of hardships.

Now he has left the Hanyue border on a crane and entered the territory of Wanchuan Prefecture.

He was sitting in the clouds, about tens of kilometers above the ground. Looking down, mountains and rivers meandered, crisscrossing and intertwining into a water network.

“No wonder it’s named after Wanchuan!”

The territory of Wanchuan Prefecture is mostly plains, with numerous rivers and dense water systems.

In addition, it was raining and misty at the moment.

Let the world below be hazy.

Occasionally, a farmer looks up and glances at the corner of the cloud, his figure passing by.

You will probably feel dazzled.

When Zhang Yuqing looked down, he found a large city.

He originally thought that Wanchuan Mansion would be more prosperous than Hanyue.

After all, the mountains and rivers here are like those in the south of the Yangtze River, and there is no invasion by the demon clan from Shanhaiguan, and there is no turmoil.

But after entering this city, he realized that he was wrong.

How wrong.

There are many people in the city, but there are many ragged refugees begging on the streets. The warriors mostly have fierce faces and never leave their swords. The ordinary people are sallow and thin, and are timid compared to the warriors around them.

This atmosphere is simply worse than the chaotic times.

Zhang Yuqing was walking in the city.

See six directions, listen to all directions.

"You are looking for death. If you dare to look at your uncle like this, I will dig out your eyes."

"What? If you ask me for money, can you ask me if I will accept this knife?"

"Brothers, chop him to death."

Scenes of horrifying scenes came into view. Ordinary people were beaten violently just by looking at the warriors, with more air coming out and less air coming in.

There are more people eating the Overlord's meal, and they wave their swords in an arrogant and arrogant way.

There are also many scenes of fighting and fighting in the street, with swords and swords flashing and blood staining the bluestone.

The warriors in this city are extremely chaotic and have no rules.

Ordinary people are in dire straits and seem to be used to being oppressed. They even walk with their heads bowed and their backs hunched over.

"Boss, a bowl of noodles."

Zhang Yuqing found a noodle restaurant and sat down.

A clever waiter came forward and asked, respectfully, "Is the guest a warrior?"

"Yes!"

"Our store has a rule that warriors eat noodles at half price. You can decide what kind of noodles you need."

"Have some beef noodles."

Zhang Yuqing casually took out a piece of gold leaf.

Seeing this, the surrounding warriors all stared straight in the eyes, looking at him with undisguised greed.

Big fat sheep!

If you use gold leaves to eat a bowl of noodles, how much silver should you hide on your body?

"Guest...Guest..." The waiter was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and he stammered in fear.

He didn't dare to reach out and take the golden leaf, but instinctively moved away.

Just as he expected.

As soon as the golden leaf appeared, there was a strong warrior with fierce eyes and a ferocious sneer, slashing at Zhang Yuqing's back with his sword.

Sonorous!

Zhang Yuqingxin stretched out his hand, put two fingers together, and clamped the broad knife.

With a flick of his fingertips, there was a clang, and the broadsword broke.

The strong man who drew the sword was so frightened that he looked horrified.

"Haha... Just kidding, just kidding, let's drink, drink!"

The strong man put away his knife, laughed twice, and returned to his seat to drink as if nothing had happened.

"Drink? You should go down and have a drink with the King of Hell!"

Zhang Yuqing said in a cold voice, stretched out his finger, and half of the blade trembled slightly, turning into sword light and passing by.

The sword flashed!
The strong man's neck was broken in response, blood splattered, and he lost his breath.

"Fuck him, chop him to death."

"Revenge for big brother!"

Then I saw three or five fellow warriors getting up ferociously and slashing at them fiercely with their swords.

"Noisy!"

Zhang Yuqing flicked his sleeves, and pure Yang true fire swept across.

Burning these fellow fierce warriors to ashes in an instant.

The other warriors looked horrified and fearful, and did not dare to speak loudly, so they quickly moved away with their swords.

Of course, they are not afraid of dead people.

But he was afraid of Zhang Yuqing's strange and unpredictable strength.

"Secretary!" Zhang Yuqing called softly.

"Sir...sir!"

The young waiter emerged from under the table, bowed and trembling.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a good man."

Zhang Yuqing's words were obviously not convincing.

He kills people with a flick of his sleeves without causing any trouble. Do you think he is a good person?
Who believes?

The waiter didn't believe it, but he nodded in agreement.

"I'll ask you some questions, will you answer them truthfully?"

"Yes Yes!"

"Where is this?"

"We are Wanchuan Mansion, Jiuzhen Township! Rumor has it that this is the hometown of the ancient Qing Emperor!"

Jiuzhen Township is larger than Yuntai County.

And Wu Feng...well...how to put it!

It cannot be said that he is advocating martial arts, but he is advocating evil and pays attention to the pure law of the jungle.

"Let me ask you, what's going on with the warriors here?" Zhang Yuqing asked again.

The waiter was confused and didn't know how to respond.

"No one will care about warriors killing people in the street." Zhang Yuqing frowned and asked again.

"This... I don't know, but it has always been like this in Jiuzhen Township." The waiter responded.

It's always been like this!

No wonder!
From Hanyue Mansion to Wanchuan Mansion, compare the two.

You know how peaceful and prosperous the Hanyue Mansion was under the rule of Mr. Laofu in the past.

pity!

(End of this chapter)