Sacrifice to the heavens begins with the story of Yitian Slaying the Dragon

Chapter 166 The first Confucian sage Zhang Fuyao absorbed his luck

Everyone watched the immortals fall, and their mouths opened in surprise. For a moment, the world was eclipsed, and only Wang Yu appeared in everyone's eyes.

Qi practitioner Jin Xin'an's expression did not change when he saw this scene, but he looked at the image in the painting. The painting was not destroyed, and the person in the painting of the loser man had disappeared.

This is really surprising and surprising.

Wang Yu didn't care about their changes. After all, they were too weak for Wang Yu to take action against them.

Wang Yu killed the immortal and left. He didn't care about Xu Fengnian and the Liyang Dynasty.

Anyway, after fighting back and forth, it will still be your own world.

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"You want to drain my energy?"

Xu Fengnian, who came to Wudang Mountain from Beiliang, looked at the old man in front of him and said.

"You are only half right, I still want to find Wudang Master Li Yuaxu."

The statue of Emperor Zhenwu on Wudang Mountain was filled with dust, and the next moment he stepped down from the throne.

This was clearly Xu Fengnian's method. He knew that the old man in front of him was too strong.

Without using this hand, he is no match for him.

Looking at this scene, the young man brought by the old man had a look of horror in his eyes.

The old man looked at this scene and smiled slightly, "It's interesting."

Behind Xu Fengnian, a statue of Emperor Zhenwu, covered in purple energy, jumped up and slashed at the old Confucian cultivator with a mahogany sword in his hand.

The old man looked calm and said, "You are so powerful!"

When Emperor Zhenwu was about to cut down, he suddenly stopped and stopped moving.

Seeing this, Xu Fengnian's expression remained unchanged and he took action again.

Seeing his methods, the old man smiled calmly: "A gentleman will do what he wants!"

When the Confucian cultivator stepped out, the mahogany sword struck down, but the old man blocked it as soon as he raised his hand.

Wang Yu's expression remained unchanged as he watched the two fighting.

This old man's strength is comparable to that of land gods. Of course, he is talking about his own cultivation path.

There are really few people in this world who can rival him.

The old man in front of him straightened his back and stepped forward step by step, supporting the statue of Emperor Zhenwu with one hand and blocking the breeze from Xu Fengnian's sleeves with the other.

These two beings who can kill heavenly beings were so easily blocked today, which really surprised others.

"I want to see what other methods you have." The old man's expression was indifferent and not affected at all.

The statue of Emperor Zhenwu was shaking a little, and the peach wood sword was broken into pieces. Naturally, this statue of Emperor Zhenwu was not the real Emperor Zhenwu. After all, he had given up his luck as Emperor Zhenwu.

"King of Northern Liang, your strength alone is not enough. Call out that spear god. He is quite capable of killing dozens of mortal immortals in one battle."

"Li Yuaxe, please continue to retreat!" Xu Fengnian looked at the old man and said.

"Xu Fengnian, do you think I can't kill you? Your thoughts are immortal and I will kill you today." The old man said with anger in his tone.

The old man looked at this scene quietly without changing his expression and said with a smile.

"Now that you are in this situation, you are still unwilling to bring Beiliang's luck to fight against the enemy? Where is that person?"

After hearing this, Xu Fengnian's expression did not change and he took a deep breath.

"I don't know the person you're talking about. How do I know where he is? I don't have much energy, but I can still do it by keeping you here."

The old man's eyes were full of pity when he heard this.

"Don't you wonder who I am?"

"A lost dog." Xu Fengnian said with a smile.

"It's not wrong." The old man laughed loudly, and the purple energy in Wudang Mountain reached the sky.

The old man is Zhang Fuyao, the first Confucian sage, who holds 800% of the world's luck and lives for [-] years like the Queen of Qin.

Of course, the Queen of Da Qin sometimes has no memory, but this person is different and has always been at the top.

Zhang Fuyao's expression in front of him remained unchanged as he watched the attack. He was extremely powerful at this moment.

At the same time, he was called the Most Holy Master, because the Confucian sages behind him died soon, such as Xuanyuan Jingcheng in the original work.

But now the old boy is still alive.

Zhang Jiasheng Mansion and Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion are said to have been holy for 800 years.But the Zhao family dare not say that they can rival the Zhang family.

This is yours. Not only Wang Yu saw it, but others also noticed this scene. Everyone on Wudang Mountain got up except for the monk in white who was sleeping.

But no one got close. They knew that if they got close and were affected, they would definitely die.

In the battle at Emperor Wu City, too many people died in the battle at Tai'an City.

This is a reminder to people in the world that if you are not as strong as you are, don't step forward, otherwise you will definitely die.

In a real battle between martial arts masters, the little fish and shrimp have no chance of applauding. It would be good if they don't get affected and die.

The monk in white looked at the moon in the sky not far away, and Tantai calmly came to him.

"You and I are the same."

The monk in white clothes was about to speak and a voice sounded out: "Mom, get up quickly, dad is having a private meeting with his confidante again."

Hearing this, the monk in white wanted to ask Tantai Heping to explain, but Tantai Heping had already left.

Seeing his wife coming with a knife, the monk in white changed his mind and said.

"That woman is over 100 years old. We are not of the same generation."

"So old?" The woman put away her hatchet and looked at the monk in white. He nodded naturally.

The little girl immediately shouted, "Although that girl is older, the loser man looks very young and better looking than you."

"What?"

The furious sound came and the monk in white knew that the Buddha could not save him.

But he really didn’t do anything, so I was wronged.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Xu Fengnian and Xu Fengnian were still confronting each other. Zhang Fu looked calm and was not afraid of Xu Fengnian at all.

The fight between the two was overwhelming, and countless people had shock in their eyes, in addition to many masters.

Xu Fengnian used 21 flying knives to kill Zhang Fuyao, but he didn't take it seriously.

Xu Fengnian took a deep breath and shouted thousands of miles away.

"Sword come!"

The Heavenly Gate was wide open, and the bells of the Immortal family could be heard chiming, trying to recruit Zhang Fuyao. Faced with such an attack, Zhang Fuyao smiled slightly.

"My body and bones, which have been built for hundreds of years, cannot withstand such torture. You, the peach blossom sword god, are really petty and want to take revenge now."

Xu Fengnian's face was solemn when he heard this, and Deng Tai'a dared to drive 20 flying swords towards this place.

He knew how difficult it was for Deng Tai'a to control so many flying swords this time.

Seeing Zhang Fuyao being so calm, I had some doubts in my heart, whether he was pretending to be calm or whether he was capable of dealing with 20 flying swords.

"You want to force me to ascend? Lu Dongxuan can enter the gate of heaven without entering, but I can't do it?"

Zhang Fuyao spoke and then let Xu Fengnian see his strength.

"Have you ever heard of the words of a Confucian Confucian Confucian Confucian Confucian Confucian Confucian Confucian Confucian scholar? Even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will go there." Xu Fengnian said sarcastically.

"This is much better than the sentence about losing a family dog." Zhang Fuyao said with a smile.

The two looked at each other and fought together.

"Fall for me."

The old man spoke and the long sword fell from the sky far away.

The flying sword falling from the sky looked extremely spectacular, and everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Zhang Fuyao got one step closer to Tianmen because of this move.

But he didn't care.

At this moment, Wang Yu suddenly appeared, looked at Zhang Fuyao in front of him, and smiled slightly.

"You have been guarding this world for hundreds of years. Just leave it to me after today."

"All the gods and humans in the sky will be destroyed. How can this world be called gods?"

Looking at the crowd, Wang Yu chuckled, and with a slight stroke of his finger like a knife, Zhang Fuyao instantly disappeared into the world before his eyes.

The luck in his body was plundered, and the person was sacrificed at the same time. Wang Yu left a ray of his soul to be reincarnated, of course, if there was a reincarnation.

Wang Yu doesn't really believe in reincarnation in this world. After all, there is no reincarnation even in reincarnation.

(End of this chapter)