Chapter 189 You have three thousand iron horses, I have thousands of flying swords!!

Wudang is taken from ‘non-real martial arts are not enough to deserve it’.

And the Wudang lineage, for many years, is also the True Wu Emperor.

This legendary emperor guarded the north and commanded Xuanwu to break the evil demons in the world, wearing full armor and stepping on the turtle and snake with a sword.

At this moment, Su Liu should eat on top of the sculpture of Emperor Zhenwu.

Only to see that his eyes were as bright as jade, his look was indifferent, but he was not angry and arrogant, standing with his hands in his hands, and his clothes were fluttering between them, like an immortal in the sky.

At this moment, even if it was Zhang Sanfeng, his eyes couldn’t help but be a little confused, and his eyes looked sheepishly at the man with white clothes and white hair standing above the real martial arts.

After a long time, Zhang Laodao sighed lightly and issued a feeling that will forever be recorded in the annals of the history of the rivers and lakes.

“Wudang Mountain has not seen True Martial Arts for a hundred years, and today True Martial Arts has finally seen me!”

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng even decided that this son was the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu.

Otherwise, how could you have cultivated martial arts to such an extent!

In the realm of the Great Grandmaster, change your life against the heavens, fight across borders, and destroy a land god!

Such a record of shaking the ancients and the present, looking at the five hundred years of the jianghu, is also a unique existence!

“The rivers and lakes are rolling in and drying up the heavy waves, and a generation of new people has replaced the old, and it is a fortunate thing to witness the birth of the future martial arts legend today!”

Zhang Sanfeng’s eyes were moved, and he couldn’t help but sigh.

Beimuzi on the side smiled and said happily, “It is indeed a fortunate thing, old man, but I just hitched a ride on your Wudang Sect.”

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng’s face stiffened, and he subconsciously looked towards the Zhenwu Hall, which had been reduced to a ruin, and suddenly fell into a sluggishness, and said painfully: “Aaaah!!! ”

“The old way has accumulated a lifetime of belongings!” It’s all gone!!! ”

Seeing the situation, Beimuzi lightly brushed his long beard and laughed: “Old man, your 100-year birthday banquet is really lively!” ”

“What a blessed man!”

Zhang Sanfeng had an old face in pain, and wanted to cry without tears: “This blessing is for you, do you want it?” Hilarity is hilarious… It’s just that I almost tossed my half-life out of the old way…”

In the crowd, Zhou Zhiruo was overjoyed and clapped his hands: “Master Zun has won!” ”

The little dragon girl giggled and proudly said, “It’s just a stinky bald donkey, the master is out of the horse, naturally it is hand to hand!” ”

In his words, it seemed that he did not put the Eighth Master Ba, the Great Yuanguo Master, in his eyes at all, while Li Shimin was stunned in the same place, his eyes were full of shock, he swallowed a mouthful of spit with difficulty, and muttered to himself: “Won? ”

“Really won!”

Although he had already seen Su Liu’s mighty might, Li Shimin still couldn’t believe it.

There are people in the world who can do it, go down to the top, send heaven to change their lives, and kill a land god!

“Maybe being accepted as a named disciple by Master Zun will be the luckiest thing in my life Li Shimin, and with the help of Master Zun, why worry about the great cause?”

In addition to these people who had a lot of ties to Su Liu, the many martial artists present, after a brief silence, erupted into a burst of earth-shaking cheers.

“!!! won”

“Hahaha, I just said, Su Jianxian martial arts masters, how can you lose to a barbarian monk!?”

“Kill the Land Immortals in the Realm of the Great Grandmaster, Su JianXian is really a god and a man!”

At this moment, all the Han people forgot their previous grudges and celebrated the endless glory brought by Su Liu’s victory over the alien strongmen!

Compared with the euphoria on the side of the Han camp, the Mengyuan camp was filled with an unspeakable sense of despair.

“Defeated?”

“Master Guoshi, he was unexpectedly defeated by this hairy boy…”

“No way, it’s impossible!!”

“The Great Master of the Kingdom is a land immortal and a strong man, how could he be defeated by a great master?” Although I don’t want to believe it. ”

But the same ironclad facts are before everyone.

Under the suppression of the hand of the god who covered the sky, the figure of the Great Master of the State seemed to have disappeared in ashes, and not even a trace could be left.

The King of Ruyang was stunned in place, his body slightly fighting.

At this moment, even though he had been in the battlefield for a long time, he also produced an indescribable sense of fear.

The Great Master of the Nation died.

So what about the rest of them?

Could the Three Thousand Iron Riders really be able to resist the white-clad demon Dao that resembled a demon god?

At this moment, Su Liu, who was located on top of the head of the Zhenwu Emperor, suddenly said, “Hide your head and tail, something like a mouse, even if you have the strength of a land immortal, you can’t get on the table after all!” ”

After saying that, he saw that his finger was turned into a sword, and he flew towards the void a little, and a little golden light suddenly came out, turning into a golden rainbow and suddenly crossing the void.

“Boy, are you really going to kill them all!?”

With a scream, a ghost-like shadow quietly escaped from the void, which was the remnant of the soul of the Eighth Master After his body was destroyed!

This tantric monk was practicing the Supreme Mastery of Heaven and Earth.

Therefore, the divine soul is extremely powerful, even after the physical body is destroyed, the divine soul can remain for a long time, and it will not dissipate in a short period of time.

During this period, if a new shell can be found, the bed will not be successfully reborn.

Because of this, each generation of Snow Realm Monk Kings can survive for a long time by relying on the method of rebirth, and each new shell looks quite young, but has an extremely terrible strength.

This time, the Eighth Master Baben also wanted to rely on such secret methods to avoid everyone’s eyes and seek the last chance of rebirth.

But he couldn’t have dreamed of it.

All the laws in this world, all kinds of Xuan Qi, could not escape Su Liu’s insight of this pair of too vain eyes!

At this moment, looking at the slightly illusory remnant soul, su Liu drew a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and raised his finger to crush this remnant soul and completely extinguish the last trace of life of the Eighth Division!

Look at the convenience to lay a dead hand.

The Eighth Master Ba was fierce, directly turned the remnant soul into a stream of light, escaped into the three thousand Mengyuan Iron Horse, randomly attached to the body of a soldier, and shouted, “King Ruyang, if you don’t save me, your fate will only be one death!” ”

“Although this boy has won me, but his state will certainly live up to its heyday, you take me out of the way, and I will repay!!! a hundred times in the future.”

Listen to this menacing voice coming from the army.

The King of Ruyang wanted to cry without tears, and in desperation, he had to clench his teeth and loudly commanded: “Everyone has it, prepare to break through, don’t want him to fight!” ”

Three thousand iron horses mounted on their horses, and they wanted to run down the mountain.

But wouldn’t the many martial artists present watch them leave? The crowd rushed forward to intercept them.

At this moment, an earth-shattering sneer suddenly sounded.

“What about the Three Thousand Iron Horsemen?”

“Dao Ye has thousands of flying swords against him, and today Er and the others can’t go!”

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