Back then, Liu Songtao went on a killing spree and swept through the court like a hot knife through butter. It was Zhao Huangchao who half begged and half forced the Taoist Master of Longhu Mountain to set up a sacrificial altar and ask the three modern grandmasters to kill him with a Ten Thousand Li Sky Thunder Nail. Although they didn't kill Liu Songtao, they succeeded in making this Devil Cult Leader silent for a hundred years.
Liu Songtao no longer paid attention to this Old Ancestor that the current Zhao Family's son knew but didn't dare to admit. He ran wildly to catch up with Wang Xianzhi who was walking on the shore.
He walked out of Mount Lantuo and came to the Jianghu of the Central Plains. Li Dangxin of the Two Zen Temples blocked his way, White Dress Luo Yang blocked his way, Zhao Ningshen, the reincarnation of the first grandmaster of Longhu Mountain blocked his way, and countless top heroes of Jianghu blocked his way.
This time, he was going to block someone else's way.
Wang Xianzhi still walked at a steady pace. Liu Songtao quickly caught up with this City Master of Martial Emperor City who was forty years younger than him. They seemed to be walking side by side, but Liu Songtao was actually flying with the wind and his feet didn't touch the ground.
Wang Xianzhi didn't turn his head and said calmly, "Things are different now. A hundred years ago, Liu Songtao was the undisputed number one in Jianghu. A hundred years later, not to mention someone's sword skills, even the living Đồng Thái's sword skills are slightly better than yours. Are you really going to stop me? "
Liu Songtao smiled and said, "Isn't it a good thing that Jianghu and Jianghu are compatible with each other?"
Wang Xianzhi didn't comment.
Liu Songtao looked into the distance and continued, "As for what you're thinking, you're hoping that the Jianghu under our feet will prosper for a hundred years and not die for a thousand years. It's not that I don't know, but each generation has its own destiny and can't be forced. Just like those lobbyists and roamers in the Qin Dynasty, they were all like wandering dogs. Who would have thought that later on, there would be so many powerful clans? They were destined to become a cancer in the eyes of the later generations. What you, Wang Xianzhi, think is good in others' eyes. You've won the Jianghu of several generations by yourself, and you're still not satisfied? It's not a bad thing to just ascend and be a celestial being in the heavens and let your descendants walk their own path. You may want to say that Li Yufu of Wudang is more superfluous than you, but he is after all a member of the three sects and has just entered the secular world. As for Hsu Fengnian, his identity is even more special. He is very different from you. How can you compare the two of you? "
Wang Xianzhi sneered. "Eating Huang Longshi's leftovers and helping Huang Longshi do evil, is it really reasonable to rely on your identity as a reincarnated Celestial? Wang Xianzhi doesn't believe in this. If there's any justice, I'll have to wait until I ascend before I have the mood to listen to it. "
Liu Songtao smiled and said, "I've heard a lot of rumors about you these days. You're different from me and Gao Shulu from four hundred years ago, who killed every expert in the world on sight. Be it good or evil, you rarely kill. It's true that people who walk different paths can't make plans together. "
Wang Xianzhi snorted. "Hsu Fengnian has worked hard to accumulate good cultivation. Instead of wasting it under Beimang's iron hooves, it's better to fight with me fair and square. After all, there are still people in Jianghu who remember him as the King of Beiliang. Otherwise, with the Zhao family's bullsh * t conduct, not to mention leaving their names in the history books, even the unofficial history books compiled by private people wouldn't dare to mention them. "
Liu Songtao frowned and asked, "Aren't you worried that once Beimang's iron cavalry breaks through the northwest gate and invades the Central Plains, how many people will die even if it's only ten years of war? It won't be much less than the Great War of Spring and Autumn, right? "
Wang Xianzhi said calmly, "What does the separation of the world have to do with me?"
Liu Songtao sighed with emotion. "Didn't Huang Longshi say that every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world?"
Wang Xianzhi sneered and said, "He's just using his mouth and tongue to say a few good words. If others don't criticize him, do you, Liu Songtao, really think it's useful? If you were on the celestial list a hundred years ago, after I ascended, the first thing I would do would be to knock you down to earth. "
Liu Songtao didn't get angry. After a moment of silence, he was amazed, happy, and admiring. For a moment, all kinds of feelings welled up in his heart. He even forgot to ride the wind and didn't dare to make a sound. He only said in his heart, "I know what you want, Wang Xianzhi."
After I ascended, I, Wang Xianzhi, will personally guard the Divine Gate and won't let the celestials interfere with the world. However, the martial artists in the world can still ascend.
So you, Li Yufu, are simply drawing legs on a snake!
Wang Xianzhi didn't stop. His words came into Liu Songtao's ears from afar. "Since you've already prepared your power, if you want to block my way, you don't have to care about the sword wound."
Liu Songtao silently said the word "good" and floated forward again. He passed Wang Xianzhi and stopped dozens of feet away from him.
He lowered his head and put his palms together.
Liu Songtao looked free and easy, as if he was truly relieved of a burden. He said to himself, "Hiding in Mount Lantuo, I can live an ignoble life. After a hundred years, I can see the person I miss. It's time for Liu Songtao to be pious and offer a joss stick for the orthodox Buddhism. "
Bodhisattva Dharma Forms fell from the sky.
They stood between Liu Songtao and Wang Xianzhi.
This was Liu Songtao's Blocking the Road.
Falling Sword Style.
After offering a joss stick, the Bodhisattva Sword fell.
Wang Xiaoping, Liu Songtao, Sword Immortal after Sword Immortal.
Wang Xianzhi subconsciously looked up at the sky. He seemed to remember that the only person he owed in his life wasn't there. He then turned to look at the place where someone died.
Liu Songtao kept his palms together.
Thus, the solemn Dharma Forms of the great Bodhisattva Dharma Forms filled the sky and landed on earth without stopping.
Wang Xianzhi clenched his fists and crossed them in front of his chest. He took a deep breath.
The Dharma Forms landed from far to near. They were continuous and became more and more intense. They had already set up an inescapable net around the hemp-clothed elder.
Wang Xianzhi stepped on the left and right side of him.
He was already invincible in the world. So what?
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