Comprehensive Martial Arts: Sign in to Emperor Wudi City to inherit the old heavenly master

The only one was Zhao Xuansu who was out of his body.

At this moment, he rushed towards Tianmen madly.

If he does not ascend at this time, he will not have any chance here!

After the last blow.

The door is about to close that day!

But he just took to the sky.

The face is full of horror.

"How is it possible?! How is it possible!!!"

Zhao Xuansu roared hoarsely, his pupils were full of unbelievable expressions.

No one knows what he saw.

the next moment.

He was like a punctured bubble, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.

A generation of ancestors of Longhushan, a land god who has lived for hundreds of years.

Just like that.

Bang!

The Tianmen closed again, and then disappeared in the dark clouds.

...........

I do not know how long it has been.

The light that illuminated the entire world dissipated, and the dark clouds scattered all over the sky.

The sun shines down from the sky and shines on the East China Sea.

Sparkling, looks quiet and beautiful.

above the sky.

Ying Xuanao stood in the air, the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, but the sharpness on it did not decrease by half.

Wang Xianzhi's footsteps were flimsy, almost falling down.

He frowned, and then smiled wryly: "It still failed. If there was a killing intent in your sword just now, I'm afraid I can find the road to freedom."

Ying Xuan smiled softly: "If you have killing intent, even if you know the direction of the road, aren't you still dead?"

Wang Xianzhi shook his head, then looked at Yingxuan seriously.

He said in a deep voice: "I heard the truth in the morning, and I can die in the evening. If I die because of the warriors in this world opening another realm, I will not be unwilling."

"At that time, Old Wang, I can completely give you my heart, my martial arts, and everything I have."

"At that time you can fulfill my last wish..."

What Wang Xianzhi said was righteous, but he was interrupted by Yingxuan in the middle of the speech.  …

Yingxuan waved his hand and said: "Don't, don't, you people will impose your will on others at every turn. If you are willing, this son is not willing."

"Besides, it's none of my business what the world's martial arts are like. What I want is to be free and unrestrained, and live this life with great ease."

"It seems that the title of number one in the world is not easy to claim, otherwise, I admit defeat, and you are still number one in the world."

What Yingxuan said made Wang Xian startled.

But he reacted quickly.

Yingxuan's identity is the son of Daqin.

Although he is in the Jianghu, he is not a person in the Jianghu after all.

He has had enough fun another day, and he can go back to inherit the throne. At that time, won't he be as happy as being number one in the world?

Moreover, it is too much to impose one's will on others.

Even to put it in an ugly way.

The strength shown by Yingxuan is much stronger than he doesn't know.

If Yingxuan hadn't stopped in the collision just now, he might have died.

How can such a character see his own will?

Thinking of this, Wang Xianzhi also smiled awkwardly.

He smiled and said, "It's Laowang, I am Meng Lang, but I have learned a lot from this battle. If I want to retreat for a while, I will be able to make a breakthrough again."

"After the breakthrough, I wonder if the ninth son can fight again?"

Wang Xianzhi just used the method of rejuvenation, and there is no way out.

Although he has not completely figured out that path now, he still sees hope.

It can be said that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a finishing touch.

Moreover, during the battle with Yingxuan, he also had a lot of insights, which he just happened to digest.

In fact, people all over the world passed on Wang Xianzhi so wonderfully.

But this person is just a martial idiot.

After the first battle, he was not Yingxuan's opponent, but he did not feel discouraged or uncomfortable.

On the contrary, they want to make another appointment with Yingxuan.

Yingxuan thought for a while, and said lightly: "It's okay to fight again, but I have a request."

"But it's okay to say!" Wang Xianzhi was naturally happy.

Yingxuan continued: "Until the next battle between you and me, you are not allowed to take action against Xu Fengnian."

Hearing this, Wang Xianzhi was slightly taken aback. 2.9

He had already sensed the death of the six sword slaves in the city, but Wang Xianzhi would not be so far if he said he was going to attack Xu Fengnian.

However, Yingxuan valued Xu Fengnian so much, which also made Wang Xianzhi a little curious.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't he the son of a vassal prince? As a prince, why do you care so much about him?"

Yingxuan smiled and said: "When playing chess, there must be some chess pieces, right?"

Wang Xianzhi waved his hand: "Old Wang, I don't understand these things, but I don't know how to move your chess pieces."

Chess pieces or not, he doesn't care.

As long as Ying Xuan agrees to fight him again.

Yingxuan shook his head and said: "Xu Fengnian is not a pawn, he is my son's dear relatives, brothers and sisters."

He didn't say much on the subject.

Instead, he looked at Wang Xianzhidao: "I suddenly felt that it is not easy to be the number one in the world. Why don't you admit defeat in this battle, and someone will notify Daqin later to send you a sword."

Hear this.

Wang Xianzhi immediately beamed with joy.

The sword made by Daqin is not easy to be true.

to now.

The two of them didn't say anything more.

All turned around and headed towards Wudi City.

If you don't fight, you don't know each other, but you have to have a good drink.

In Wang Xianzhi's mansion, there is a lot of good wine hidden.

Chapter 62 Next stop, Liyang Palace!

It didn't take long to enter Wudi City.

It was Wang Xianzhi's miserable howl.

"Li Chungang, I'm drinking!"

The two fought for seven days, and Li Chungang had already searched the Wudi City completely.

He put all the wine that Wang Xianzhi hid into Yingxuan's gourd.

The gourd looks like the size of a palm, but it can hold it unexpectedly.

If it weren't for the good friendship between him and Yingxuan, the wind would have been tight.

"What are you talking about, isn't the wine here?"

Li Chungang drunkenly shook the wine gourd in his hand.

Naturally, Wang Xianzhi didn't believe it.

Yingxuan smiled and said: "The old sword god is right, I think it was all put into my wine gourd."

Wang Xianzhi frowned, and looked at Yingxuan with some doubts.

It's not that there are no means in this world.

But those all need someone to continuously inject real energy into them.

What's more, most of them are Taoist supernatural powers.

How could someone really condense it onto an item?

If this is the case, wouldn't the world's famous sword give birth to spiritual wisdom?

Reiki and spiritual wisdom, these are two completely different things.

Everything in the world has aura, so there is a famous sword that recognizes the master, or the god of the Northern Mang army, Tuoba Bodhisattva, who is waiting for the ascension soldier.

These can only be regarded as having aura at best.

Instead of giving birth to wisdom.