Martial Arts: Starting with Immortal Cultivation, the Female Warriors Are All Bad

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426: I have a sword that can kill thousands of immortals on earth

On top of the hundred-foot city wall, Wang Xianzhi, who was resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes.

"Tianzong, Nangong Pushe..."

Listening to the heroic female voice coming from his ears, Wang Xianzhi frowned and thought quickly in his mind.

He was naturally familiar with the name of Tianzong.

The greatest sect in China, a holy place for spiritual practice.

Today, the Tian Sect is popular throughout China. Almost everyone who is active in the martial arts world has heard of the name of this sect, and he is no exception.

However, Wang Xianzhi couldn’t understand why Jiang Che’s second disciple came to Wudi City to challenge him for no reason?

It was obvious that Nangong Pushe had come with bad intentions, but after thinking hard, Wang Xianzhi still couldn't remember what the grudge was between him and the other party.

"Forget it, we'll find out after we go down and ask..."

After muttering a few words to himself and not thinking any more, Wang Xianzhi stood up from the cushion.

The figure disappeared in the attic on the city wall in a flash.

When he appeared again, the city gate was already a hundred feet below.

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"I am Wang Xianzhi, and I am honored to meet His Excellency the Exiled Immortal..."

"Meet Miss Nangong..."

As soon as he spotted Jiang Che and Nangong Pushe, Wang Xianzhi hurriedly bowed and saluted.

The banished immortal who was as elusive as a mysterious dragon actually appeared in his own Wu Di City?

Wang Xianzhi was horrified and became more alert.

He clearly felt that Nangong Pushe's eyes were full of hostility when he looked at him.

Even Jiang Che was invited?

What on earth is worth this?

"I am here today only to accompany my disciple to collect a debt. You don't have to be so polite."

Jiang Che shook his head and explained his purpose.

He was going to be dead soon, so he had nothing to say to Old Monster Wang.

There was no enmity between him and the old fellow.

But Old Monster Wang is on Nangong Pushe’s kill list, so he must die.

Originally, he wanted to call Nangong Pushe "Madam" directly, but Nangong Pushe didn't want to expose their relationship to the world, so Jiang Che just let her do it.

In fact, it wouldn't hurt to let the world know.

With his current reputation and status in China, who would dare to gossip about him?

Although the conversation between Wang Xianzhi and Jiang Che was very brief, it caused the gathered people to go crazy!

The legendary banished immortal actually came to Wudi City today?

Such a big shot, even if they only meet him once, it will be enough for them to brag about it for the rest of their lives!

“Oh my god, that’s Jiang Che, the exiled immortal who is known as the best in Shenzhou? He’s really… handsome!”

"Yes, he is the current head of the Tianzong Sect of Taiyi Mountain, the exiled immortal Jiang Che."

"I didn't expect Jiang Che to come to Wudi City in person. This is really rare."

"I think these two people seem to have bad intentions...Does Old Monster Wang have any grudge against them?"

"Why can't I sense any aura from this exiled immortal? Could he be a fake?"

"I'm speechless, you're such an idiot!"

"Could it be possible that the person who makes even Old Monster Wang treat him with such respect is a fake?"

"The reason why you can't feel it is of course because your cultivation is too low! The higher the realm, the more you return to the original state. Don't you understand this?"

"Brother, I'm grateful for your advice..."

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"Debt collection?"

"May I ask Your Excellency the Exiled Immortal...what debt do I owe?"

Wang Xianzhi raised his eyelids and asked with a stiff upper lip, the ominous premonition in his heart becoming stronger and stronger.

Although he claimed to be invincible in Liyang for a decade, he was no match for Jiang Che.

Even a super powerful void-breaking being like Temujin was killed by Jiang Che with one sword, let alone him?

"You should ask my disciple about this question..."

Jiang Che shrugged, indicating that he was unable to help.

"Miss Nangong...I..."

Wang Xianzhi then turned his gaze to Nangong Pushe, who was wearing a vertical hat and a veil covering his face. He bowed and his eyes were a little hesitant.

"Nineteen years ago, did you obtain a piece of true dragon luck from the North Sea?"

Glancing at Wang Xian, Nangong Pushe spoke in a cold and stiff tone.

If it wasn't for the purpose of letting Old Monster Wang die with a clear conscience, she wouldn't bother talking nonsense.

After enduring humiliation for so many years, she is now impatient to take action now that she has gained power.

"Yes, this is true. Could it be that the True Dragon's destiny is related to Miss Nangong?"

Wang Xian was stunned, frowned, thought for a while, then slowly nodded and spoke in a deep voice.

That incident was too unbelievable, so Wang Xianzhi had a deep memory of it. When Nangong Pushe mentioned it, he immediately recalled it.

It was also with the help of that good luck that his cultivation level was able to soar in a short period of time.

"That true dragon luck was transformed from a dragon that was about to ascend to heaven..."

"That dragon is really my mother."

Nangong Pushe's words were very calm, so calm that there was not even a trace of emotion.

But Wang Xianzhi heard deep hatred, anger, and sadness in these extremely plain words.

Even someone like him who had experienced countless storms felt his scalp tingling and his mind was shaken.

At this point, Wang Xianzhi finally understood Nangong Pushe's purpose of coming today.

He is here to avenge his mother and collect debts.

Wang Xianzhi had never thought that the true dragon luck that descended from the sky would have such a great origin.

I never thought that someone would endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens for more than 19 years because of this.

As soon as Nangong Pushe said this, Wang Xianzhi knew that the matter could not be resolved peacefully.

Put yourself in his shoes. If he were Nangong Pushe, he would definitely go on a killing spree today!

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427: One sword strike is enough to kill Wang Xianzhi!

"Miss Nangong, I accept your sword question."

"Can you give me some time to arrange my funeral?"

Taking a deep breath to suppress his inner restlessness, Wang Xianzhi bowed again.

Even though he didn't feel any threat or intimidation from Nangong Pushe, Wang Xianzhi still didn't dare to be careless.

Having been able to endure humiliation for 19 years, Nangong Pushe is definitely not a brainless person. It is impossible for him to come to his Wudi City without being absolutely sure.

And

As the second disciple of the exiled immortal, how could Nangong Pushe be a person who gained his fame in vain?

It happened so suddenly that he didn't have any time to react.

Knowing that he might never come back, of course he had to make arrangements for his afterlife.

"A quarter of an hour. I'll wait for you in the East China Sea."

Glancing coldly at Wang Xian, Nangong Pushe disappeared in front of the city gate in a flash.

When he appeared again, he was already in the East China Sea a hundred miles away.

Seeing this, Wang Xianzhi did not waste any time. He returned to the city wall of Wudi City in a flash and summoned his disciples to quickly arrange his affairs after his death.

Wang Xianzhi had a premonition that he would die in this duel.

Of course he was also afraid of death. No one could be fearless in facing death.

But this battle was inevitable, and he had no way to escape.

Want to escape right under Jiang Che's nose?

If he were to ask himself honestly, Wang Xianzhi didn't think he had that ability.

If he really did that, he would probably be chopped into pieces by Jiang Che's sword.

Rather than dying quietly and miserably, he would rather have a spectacular battle before dying.

Let the world remember him, the invincible swordsman of Liyang for sixty years!

"Master...what happened?"

One of the disciples looked up in surprise, and looked at Wang Xianzhi in bewilderment, feeling somewhat confused.

Everything was fine, why did my master suddenly start arranging his affairs after his death?

"No need to ask any more questions. Even if I die, it is what I deserve. I die a worthy death. You cannot take revenge on anyone."

Wang Xianzhi's tone was calm and his expression was normal.

He took one last look at his disciples, then left the attic without looking back, leaving a group of disciples standing there, looking confused.

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After leaving the attic, Wang Xianzhi stepped on the void, his figure flashed a few times, and soon arrived at the shore of the East China Sea.

At this moment, countless people from the martial arts world have gathered here.

I heard that someone is going to challenge Old Monster Wang again, and the challenger is the second disciple of the exiled immortal who is now famous throughout China.

Countless people from the martial arts world who were eager to watch the fun gathered at the shore of the East China Sea, and no one wanted to miss this epic battle.

"Brother, what do you think are the chances of Nangong Pushe winning against Old Monster Wang this time?"

"In my opinion, Nangong Pushe has no chance of being a match for Old Monster Wang. After all, he is the second best in the world for a whole sixty years. How could he be defeated so easily by a young man?"

"No, no...Brother, you are wrong."

"Brother, have you forgotten that Nangong Pushe is the second disciple of the Exiled Immortal?"

"With a banished immortal teaching her magic and countless resources pouring in, how could Old Monster Wang possibly be her opponent?"

"I think Nangong Pushe can kill Elder Wang within ten moves.

Strange!"

"You're talking nonsense! Is Old Monster Wang really that bad?"

"Brother, it's just a discussion, don't curse..."

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"Sister Hanyi, how many strikes do you think it will take for Sister Nangong to kill Wang Xianzhi?"

Looking up at Nangong Pushe and Wang Xianzhi who were standing above the East China Sea ten miles away in the void, Sikong Qianluo blinked his clear eyes and looked at Li Hanyi beside him and asked.