Peerless Conceited Cultivator - Chapter 803

Yunzhongzi looked at Jiang xiangtian with a smile, as if he had met an old friend. He looked very warm.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the air was extremely harsh. A powerful and unparalleled figure suddenly appeared on the mountains and rocks around Jianzhong lake and between the maple forests. Taoist priest Huan Kong, leader of Kongtong, Taoist priest Tianji, leader of DIANCANG, and Taoist priest Fei Hong, elder, all appeared one after another.

In addition, Hua hero also led the Zhongzhou powers to appear. Zhang Luoying, the grandfather of Zhang Qiufeng, the hometown owner of Zhangjia, also led the people to appear. There are hundreds of people. The cultivation of earth level is the beginning, and there are not even a few sky level experts.

“Elder martial brother, I’m fine. But, you’re aggressive. Are you here to kill me?” Jiang xiangtian smiled. For a moment, he seemed to be ten years old, and his waist looked a little bent.

He used to be like a peerless sword, cutting all the injustice in the world. Now, the sword has no decay and no fierce killing intention?

“Junior brother, you are too mean and ungrateful. It really hurts me to kill martial arts colleagues for the sake of those ants in the secular world!” Yunzi said with a smile instead of a direct answer.

“They are not mole ants, they are the same kind, they are the same kind as us, they have flesh and blood, they can cry and laugh, they have feelings and thoughts!” Jiang xiangtian said seriously: “neither you nor I have the right to deprive them of their lives at will!”

“What is the purpose of stepping into martial arts and pursuing excellence? Isn’t it just for freedom and to crush these mole ants at will?”

Clouds and neutrons are floating like immortals and peerless. A pair of snow feet step on the white snow, but there is no trace left.

“Different ways don’t conspire! Then fight!” said Jiang xiangtian.

“It’s said that you’ve been closed for 20 years to raise a real sword! Is that the giant sword? It has the charm of the giant sword sect of the Kunlun branch!”

Yunzhongzi looked at the huge sword floating in the sword tomb pool with interest and smiled again and again.

“You began to train the youth group carefully 30 years ago. You took great pains and painstaking efforts. The result is that these little dolls don’t even step into the steps, and I can’t stop a finger?”

His smile became more and more ironic.

“You are bent on eradicating the so-called evil clan forces. So far, you have only swept away the Jinglong hall, but set up a trivial branch in Lingnan. As a result, today, I come to kill you. No one in the Chinese martial arts world speaks to you. The Yanhuang Iron Brigade doesn’t ask! Li tongxuan and Zhao Tiangang don’t stand up for you! Do you think it’s worth it?”

Yunzi seemed to shake his head with disappointment and regret: “People in the secular world, do you know your existence? Do the military officials in the secular world stand out for you? No! In fact, they hate martial artists and want us to die! Whether you fight and bleed for them or kill them, they hate you! You are wrong, we are not the same kind! But two different civilizations! And between civilizations, it is like two ends in the jungle Like beasts, one mountain can’t tolerate two tigers and can’t coexist! ”

“In the ancient martial arts school, you are even more a lone husband and villain. Everyone scolds you for being cruel and unruly, so you are an enemy all over the world today. Everyone betrays their relatives! Give you two words – deserve it!”

“I only insist on what I think is the right way. I don’t care whether others know it or recognize it! Even people have no self, gods and men have no merit, and saints are nameless!” Jiang xiangtian sighed softly.

“You’re Farting!”

The old master of Zhang Jia smiled and said sarcastically, “Jiang xiangtian, you still think you are a God, man and Saint, fart! In fact, you are just a lone husband and civilian thief. What are you running the Chinese martial god youth group for? No, it’s still to search for natural materials and land treasures, sit in the highest position and satisfy your own private desires?”

“We used to eat meat and drink wine, bully the secular world wantonly, trample around, and have a good time. For thousands of years, we martial artists have been like this, but you have to break this rule!”

Jiang xiangtian did not look at him: “when I destroyed your Jinghu hall, you were not my opponent. Now, you are still not! I am too lazy to argue with you!”

“You!” said Zhang Jias.

Yunzi said with a smile, “younger martial brother, you can’t live today anyway. You’ve betrayed your relatives and don’t have a helper. Why don’t you kill yourself and apologize?”

“Yunzi, you fart! Aren’t we helpers? There are thousands of people who support Mr. Jiang. As long as you don’t kill all of us, one day we will hit Shushan and kill all of you!” Liu Ziwei couldn’t listen any more and drank loudly.

“Little doll, is that how you talk to your elders? Remember, the sect can’t be humiliated!” Yunzi didn’t look at him. He flicked his fingers and burst out with a hiss.

The next moment, a blood hole appeared in Liu Ziwei’s snow-white and tender neck, gurgling and bleeding. Liu Ziwei grabbed her throat and fell to the ground. Her legs twitched a few times and died.

A little scarlet blood, stained on Yunzi’s white Taoist robe, is like plum blossoms in full bloom in the snow.

“Kill him!” the soldiers of the group drank violently for many years, and their eyes were about to crack.

Yunzi is so shameless. He treats a younger generation regardless of his identity. He thinks highly of himself and completely regards life as grass mustard. He is simply unworthy of being called a person.

“Wait! Listen to my orders! Everyone in the youth group quit the sword tomb pool!” Jiang xiangtian shouted, his hair flying like a raptor, threatening the world.

“Mr. Jiang…” Chen Chaoge, Wei Qingcang and other members of the group for many years were unwilling to leave.

“This is an order!” Jiang xiangtian drank again.

The soldiers of the youth group were silent for a moment. Then they gritted their teeth and retreated step by step, and then retreated to the hillside hundreds of meters away. They could only look at Jianzhong lake from a distance.

The wind blows harder and harder.

Maple leaves flutter like blood.

Late autumn, like winter.

Snow, falling piece by piece, as big as goose feather.

The murderous spirit gradually filled the air.

Between heaven and earth, there was a great slaughter.

“Today’s war is a dispute between you and me about martial arts, which has nothing to do with them. Senior brother, if I die, can I let them live!” Jiang xiangtian asked seriously.

“Yes!”

Yunzhongzi looked at Jiang xiangtian with interest and said slowly, “but if you are defeated, the youth group will be dissolved on the spot. If anyone refuses, I will kill him!”

If the world, even the universe, is really a cruel and bloody dark forest, we warriors will burn our lives and burst into faint sparks!

Even if the fire is weak, short and small, as long as we go ahead one after another and are not afraid of death, one day, the fire will ignite the hay, the hay will burn the shrubs, and the shrubs will spread the trees!

Finally, the faint fire will set off a prairie fire in this dark forest and illuminate the whole world!

Fire never dies, justice never dies!

Kindling, even if floating, is still kindling, but will become more kindling.

Jiang xiangtian’s mind turned a lot of thoughts for a moment, and then he nodded deeply and said, “yes! Senior brother, you can draw your sword!”

Jiang xiangtian waved with his sleeves and robes, and the corners of his clothes were like a black flag, which was blown straight like a flag by the surging air machine.

The real sword in the pool, after a slight tremor, flew out and fell into his hand.

The sword is five feet three, five inches wide and weighs forty kilograms. The body of the sword is white. It has been forged and quenched for countless times, leaving overlapping traces like fish scales. The handle of the sword is black.

White fish sword!

Giant sword!

A real sword!

With the sword in his hand, Jiang xiangtian seemed to recover his energy and spirit in an instant. He was extremely strong and immortal. His waist was straight, and he was as sharp as an unparalleled sword out of its scabbard!

“I see!”

Yunzi nodded with a smile, full of appreciation: “You raise the sword with your heart. Over the years, more than half of your energy and spirit have been poured into the sword! Therefore, without the sword, you are useless. Your physical energy, Qi and mind have all entered the sword! Therefore, you can only have combat power when holding the sword!”

“Yes, Shu mountain keeps swordsmanship! Master taught me and you!” Jiang xiangtian smiled, not avoiding the fact that he inherited from Shu mountain.

“You’re mistaken! The real sword cultivation in Shushan is to cultivate the sword with the body!” Yunzi’s mouth was full of sarcasm and slowly spit out a few words.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his life essence gushed out, and a little sword with blood appeared. The sword grew bigger in the wind, and finally became a blood dripping sword.

Sword, an iron sword, looks ordinary, but it looks like a drop of blood with a strange red.

Benming blood sword!

“People and swords are one, the sword is in people, and the sword is dead!” Yunzi sighed and continued to sigh on his face.

“The combination of man and sword, the cultivation of sword by body, Yunzi has completely stepped into the realm of true martial arts! This sword is extremely high and powerful! Although Jiang xiangtian’s cultivation of sword by heart is superior, it is inferior compared with it!”

Seeing this, the sharp eyes of magic Taoist priest Kong suddenly coagulated, and his face showed a few amazing colors and sighed.

“People and swords are one, and if the sword dies, people die! Yunzi’s sword will be indomitable and will also show the Millennium heritage of Shushan sect. Jiang xiangtian is invincible!” Hua hero looked at Yunzi with a look of worship and had 100% confidence in Yunzi.

“Jiang xiangtian has been in seclusion for 20 years just to raise a real sword. Although he is mean and kind and can’t be a man, he is still the first person in kendo… It’s hard to say!”

Taoist priest Fei Hong, the oldest and highest ranking point Cang elder present, did not make an assertion, but looked at the scene nervously.

“So what? Master Yunzi came here not to compete, but to kill. Let’s say master Yunzi killed him like chopping grass, but he couldn’t beat him. Let’s rush into the crowd. Is he an opponent?” Zhang Luoying was very brazen, but he also hit a part of reality.

“Younger martial brother, this sword — break gratitude and hatred!” Yunzi held the sword and approached one step forward, facing Jiang xiangtian across the pool, only a few tens of meters away.

At this time, the distance is perfect, not far or near. They are relatively impartial and can cut off a sword.

Before the voice fell, the son in the cloud cut a sword.