Chapter 370
"You know what to ask! Remember, my uncle's name is Qianlong. You can go to the underworld to settle accounts with me. You are very lucky. Your senior brother didn't go far. I will send you there now, and I will definitely be able to catch up."

Qianlong stood facing the young man with a sword in his hand. Hearing this, the young man nodded as if agreeing, and said again: "You shot twice and killed my two senior brothers. Similarly, I also shot twice, but I won't let you die."

"Hehe, it looks like me!" Jiang Tai said lightly.

"Very good and powerful, I like it!" Said a Sanwu.

"This Wuliang Sword Sect also has powerful figures!" Mrs. Wang said.

"Junior Sister Li, look at this gentleman, I wonder if there is a chance to meet him."

There are different opinions and endless discussions, which hurts Qianlong, who has always been defiant. The other party just stands up and overwhelms him. How can this be justified!
"Hmph, shameless! Suffer!"

Unsurprisingly, Qianlong used the same move again. Everyone including Jiang Tai was wondering if this Qianlong knew how to do this move, or if he looked down on the kid from the Wuliang Sword Sect too much, he couldn't even make a sword move.

And Jiang Tai looked at the jade-faced youth with great interest. Among the people behind Shen Xingwang, Jiang Tai had his eyes on this one, perhaps only this jade-faced youth could be as discerning as Jiang Tai.

The light from the long sword struck down like a thunderbolt, but the next moment, Qianlong's eyes widened, it was so unbelievable.

how can that be!

People below King Wu's cultivation base don't know why, and they are all at a loss.

Maybe everyone doesn't understand, but at least Jiang Tai understands that this jade-faced young man has practiced auxiliary footwork.

"This is the first shot!"

A voice suddenly came from behind Qianlong, who else could it be if it wasn't the jade-faced youth.

"what!"

That's right, he exclaimed, and looking again, Qianlong's legs had landed on the edge of the ring, to be precise, his legs were standing on the edge of the ring.

And beside these legs, is this jade-faced young man, still smiling and standing with his hands behind his back.

This speed was inevitably a bit too fast, even those Martial Emperors all changed their faces, all of them were wondering if they could avoid this move if they were standing on the ring at this moment.

"You, you, I'm going to kill you"

Qianlong roared angrily.

"Non-zero!"

A handful of floating dust appeared in Qianlong's hand, and as the floating dust swung out, it seemed that the fine mane on the dust whisk turned into sharp swords, forming a sword curtain and shooting at the jade-faced youth at an extremely fast speed.

This move should be the Taiyi Sect's unique technique, which can be seen from Zhu Changsheng's constant nodding, and the identity of Qianlong can also be guessed a little bit.

However, before everyone was surprised by Qianlong's performance, a scene that surprised them even more happened.

"Second shot!"

The voice sounded behind Qianlong without any hint, not only Qianlong heard it, but everyone present heard it.

The sword screen disappeared in an instant, and two more things appeared next to the legs.

It turned out to be two arms, holding the powerful whisk in his hand.

There was no sound at all, and the voice was completely lost. Those with low cultivation were surprised, and those with high cultivation were still surprised. This jade-faced youth is really amazing.

If Qianlong had a little bit of consciousness, it wouldn't be the case. What is the distance between King Wu and King Wu?

In other words, there is a huge difference between the warriors of the second stage and the warriors of the third stage,

Spiritual consciousness is always a barrier that warriors have to overcome.

"Boy, pay back my disciple's life!"

Although the jade-faced youth did not kill Qianlong, everyone knows that Qianlong is useless, and a warrior without limbs can only be a cripple. Of course, there are exceptions. If he has entered the third stage of a warrior, he has paid more than others With his hard work, he may still be able to become a grandmaster, but at this time, Qianlong is indeed at the peak of the martial king's cultivation base. Although he is one step away from the third stage of the warrior, only this step makes him out of reach.

As the sound fell, there was a loud bang, a shock wave spread, and two sound shadows landed on the ring.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Zhu Changsheng and Shen Xingwang.

"Your Taiyi sect is too bullying. Your apprentice killed two of my Wuliangjian sect disciples. How did I ever say anything? Now that my apprentice has killed your apprentice, you, as a master, will Want revenge?"

Shen Xingwang said in a soft tone.

"Hmph! I just want to kill your apprentice, so what can you do?"

"Hey, this Taiyi Sect is so unreasonable, I want to teach him a lesson." Said a Sanwu.

"That's right, but who told him to be a member of the Nine Great Sects?" A person next to him continued.

Lang Lang's voice overwhelmed other voices and entered everyone's ears.

"Dare to ask the Nine Great Sects, you are in charge of holding the martial arts conference, don't you think the rules set before don't count?" Shen Xingwang asked along the way.

"It counts, of course it counts. The rules are often written by the winners, understand?"

"Ha ha ha ha"

The laughter gradually died down, but Zhu Changsheng answered.

"I advise you to get out of the way. If you want to keep your apprentice, I don't think you have the ability!"

No one questioned whether the nine sects were doing right, whether there were rules, and everyone's attention was on the ring.

As for what the old man Yizhen said at the beginning, everyone has selectively forgotten so far. After all, this is a world where strength is respected, and no one will complain about the loser.

"Heh, you're just a Martial Emperor. You'd be a little arrogant if you want to destroy my Boundless Sword Sect?"

"You're right. It's a little arrogant for me, the Emperor Wu, to destroy your Wuliang Sword Sect, but I can do it if I want to! I think I should let others slaughter me, what do you think, Master Shen?"

Zhu Changsheng sneered, obviously, he must kill the jade-faced youth.

"That's right, but you're thinking wrong. The Wuliang Sword Sect is a whole, and everyone wins and everyone loses. Even if I am not your opponent, what about the whole Wuliang Sword Sect?"

Before Shen Xingwang finished speaking, dozens of figures stood on the ring.

The seats of the Wuliang Sword Sect in the stands were already empty.

"Very good. Since you want to become the Nine Great Sects of Shu, I don't mind letting the Wuliang Sword Sect disappear from the Land of Desolation or the World of Divine Martial Arts."

After saying that, Zhu Changsheng shouted: "Where are the twelve elders of Taiyi Sect!"

Randomly, the twelve bodies answered Zhu Changsheng.

Dozens of Martial Emperors are at war, bringing an unprecedented aura, especially when the atmosphere is full of gunpowder. In Jiang Tai's opinion, today's situation is comparable to that day.

The difference is that the Jiang Tai of today is not the Jiang Tai of a few months ago.

"The nine great sects of Shu, do you just look at it like this? And fellow martial arts, do you just look at it like this?"

Shen Xingwang seemed a little anxious, after all, as a sect master, he didn't want to send the sect to its end at all.

(End of this chapter)

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