The gods descend into reality

"Unrivaled under heaven, unparalleled city!"

"Ha, Peerless City? Didn't it change its name to Peerless City after Snow Moon City?"

The white-haired immortal spoke with a tone full of sarcasm.

"It will be changed back soon!"

With his peerless sword box stuck in the roof, Wushuang exuded confidence.

"Unrivaled, make your move!"

Lu Yuzhai shouted.

"There are many experts here. If you can't fight one of them, you'll have to go through a hundred or so times!" The next moment, Wushuang jumped up.

"Cloud Shuttle!"

"Hey~"

A sword shadow suddenly flew out from the Peerless Sword Box, using the momentum of the sword in mid-air.

"Qing Shuang!"

A cyan longsword flew out, and two flying swords danced in the air, carrying Wushuang forward continuously, their sword shadows flashing, displaying extraordinary power.

"Yu Ruyi!"

"Smooth as silk!"

"Break through the tribulation!"

"Killing!"

Four more flying swords flew out of the Peerless Sword Box. The six swords were unleashed at once, like sword immortals descending to earth. The next moment, all six swords shot towards Nero and Xiao Se, who were watching the melon.

"Damn it, you're wrong!"

Lu Yuzhai shouted, but Wushuang seemed not to hear him at all and continued to do as she pleased, which made Lu Yuzhai look utterly hopeless.

My junior brother is arguably the strongest genius in Wushuang City in the last hundred years. After Snow Moon City emerged, Wushuang City was renamed Wushuang City, dropping the word "world". My master has high hopes for Wushuang.

The entire council of elders in Wushuang City is waiting for the day when Wushuang City will be renamed Tianxia Wushuang City!

But there's only one bad thing about my junior brother.

You're not thinking straight!

When you encounter a master, you completely disregard everything else!

The most important thing right now is to protect Prince Yong'an, yet he's going to challenge a master!

"Ugh~ This is so annoying~"

Nero looked displeased, crimson flames swirling around the Primordial Flame, and he unleashed his full magical power.

"Bang~"

The next moment, Wushuang was sent flying backward at an even faster speed.

"Peerless!"

Lu Yuzhai, disregarding the Prince of Yong'an, hurriedly ran towards the direction where Wushuang had been sent flying.

The room fell silent instantly.

Just as they were still marveling at the young swordsman's demeanor, Wushuang was sent flying in the next second.

Sometimes, a double shock doesn't bring double the joy.

Instead, it was double the bewilderment.

"Hey, Nero, aren't you being a little too rough? He's still just a child." Xiao Se's voice brought everyone back to their senses.

Wushuang is undoubtedly one of the most talented people of this era, but since he has not yet entered the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm, his strength is still insufficient. At least the qualitative change has not yet been triggered, and he relies more on the Wushuang Sword Box in his hand.

“Yes, yes, and they’re from Wushuang City.” Xiao Chuhe chimed in with a smile.

"Hmm? Peerless City, is it very strong?"

Nero asked, looking puzzled.

"The second-best city in the world, it should be considered strong, right?"

After a moment of contemplation, Mr. Xiao replied.

"Hmm, let me tell you, one day I'll come back dressed in blue and flatten that city with a single sword stroke," Nero said, puffing out his chest with a smug look on his face.

Xiao Se glanced at Nero's chest and silently memorized the 26 letters of the alphabet.

abcccccc......

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Do you think you'll become King Arthur just by changing into a blue outfit?

If you change your hairstyle and put on a nun's habit, are you going to try and fool those old Catholics again?

Please add a strap, at least make it a flat A cup!

Even so, the primordial fire could never turn into a curry stick!

Xiao Se said that he really didn't know how to complain at this moment, and had an urge to go crazy FFFFF..... towards Nero.

"Cough cough, so powerful! There are such masters in the world. I, Wushuang, am truly impressed!"

Amidst the ruins of the room, Lu Yuzhai helped Wushuang slowly emerge.

At the last moment of Nero's magical outburst, the flying sword in the Peerless Sword Box actually blocked in front of him, catching Nero's casual attack and turning what could have seriously injured him into a minor injury.

At this moment, Wushuang's eyes were clearer than ever before, and filled with fighting spirit.

The more masters there are in this world, the happier I am, because I won't be lonely when I become a sword immortal!

"You're not bad either, but you're a bit too arrogant," Xiao Se said, nodding at Wushuang.

This guy is really lucky to survive a single blow from a Heroic Spirit.

"Hahaha, if a young man doesn't act wildly, when will he? Don't wait until you're old and need to lean against the east wall." Wushuang laughed loudly.

He looks like an idiot.

The white-haired immortal looked at the group of people who were laughing and talking, and took a slight step back. His only goal was the golden coffin, and he had nothing to do with these people. At this moment, the white-haired immortal wanted to leave.

"Hey~"

The sound of something cutting through the air made the white-haired immortal, who was about to leave, pause in his steps.

"Bang~"

Amidst the swirling smoke, a long spear slowly emerged.

"When old friends meet, why is the white-haired immortal in such a hurry to leave?"

"Third Master!"

"Gun Immortal!"

On the spear, a figure stood there gracefully, exuding charm.

"three..."

Tang Lian, who was about to bow, paused and looked at the world's number one gun user in disbelief.

"Third Master, what...what happened to your face?"

At this moment, Sikong Changfeng's once dashing and unrestrained face was swollen like a pig's head.

It's like...

It was as if someone had punched me hard and made my skin swollen.

Chapter 168 Heartless

What happened to your face?

Tang Lian's words were like a fuse, causing everyone who was already stunned by Sikong Changfeng's appearance to subconsciously look at the face of the Gun Immortal.

After all, this guy is a master gunsmith!

He is undoubtedly the world's number one gun user!

Then--

For a moment, the expressions of the people present became somewhat strange; they wanted to laugh but dared not laugh out loud.

The legendary Gun Master not only lacked any ethereal aura, but also looked like someone who had just been beaten up, which was bound to make people laugh.

The key is that you can't laugh out loud!

Who would dare laugh in front of the Gun Master?

Even if they were beaten up, dealing with their group was like child's play for them.

She glared at Tang Lian, who looked worried, with some dissatisfaction.

If you see it, you see it.

Why did you say that?

That poor kid has absolutely no sense of propriety; even Sikong Changfeng's face turned slightly red.

This is disgusting.

"What, is the White-Haired Immortal in such a hurry to leave after seeing his old friend?"

His expression returned to normal in an instant, and Sikong Changfeng slowly spoke.

Although he was expressionless, the fact that the other party was known as a master gunner gave him a certain air of authority.

Well, that is, if you don't look at his face.

The white-haired immortal's lips twitched, barely suppressing the urge to laugh.

Although we were old acquaintances, our relationship wasn't exactly good.

Back when the Outer Heavens launched a massive invasion of the Central Plains martial arts world, Snow Moon City was the representative of the Central Plains martial arts world.

Although twelve years have passed, the two sides have long since ceased hostilities.