Chapter 151: I'm the strongest

The sword energy mountains and rivers are completely integrated with the Yuanyang Realm, and a large number of forces from the Yuanyang Realm will inevitably enter the sword energy mountains and rivers. The ones Wang Fuqiang encountered before are just one of them. So, news came from the Yunling Sect that a group of people came from the Yunling Sect to let the Yunling Sect hand over all the resources.

Faced with this request, the Yunling Sect naturally would not agree, so they had a dispute with these people and repelled them. But the matter did not end there. After these people were repelled by the Yunling Sect, they soon took countless strong men to directly launch an attack on the Yunling Sect. Most of the strong men of the Yunling Sect were in the Xuanyang Sect, so they naturally could not resist. In the end, they could only rely on the support of the Yunling Sect Protective Sect formation, and it is probably not long before the protected sect formation will be broken.

After hearing this news, Wang Fuqiang was not unworried, but was not that worried. Since the Xuanyang Sect’s sect protection formation could resist these people, even if these people really broke through the Yunling Sect’s sect protection formation, the Yunling Sect still had the ruins he left behind at the time. As long as all the disciples of the Yunling Sect retreated into the ruins, there would be no danger for the time being.

Of course, although the ruins can be resisted, they still need to rescue Yunling Sect. After all, no one can guarantee whether there are one or two people with the means of heaven.

The Xuanyang Sect needs Wang Jingxuan to preside over the charge and the great elders’ help, so the rescue mission naturally falls on Wang Fuqiang.

After all, Wang Fuqiang really has nothing to do in Xuanyang Sect. It is the most suitable candidate to take some strong people to Yunling Sect. Moreover, the current situation of Jianqi Mountain and River can be said to be full of strong people, and any kind of person may appear, and only Wang Fuqiang can deal with such a situation.

Wang Fuqiang returned to Yunling Sect this time and did not bring Zhang Jianhu and A Zi, but asked them to continue their training here, so he only brought Hongling Baizhi, Baiyixue and Gao Chenggong and other disciples.

A spiritual boat, about ten people, pulled it with the moon-white dragon horse, rushed towards the Yunling Sect.

When Wang Fuqiang and others arrived at Yunling Sect, the protection formation of Yunling Sect had been destroyed by these so-called immortals, but everyone in Yunling Sect also retreated to the ruins. At this moment, these immortals were standing in front of the ruins, frowning one by one, and at a loss. Obviously, they had used a lot of methods, but they still could not enter the ruins.

A young man in a snow-white robe sat on a chair, and there was a long table in front of him. At this moment, his feet were just on the long table, crossing his legs, holding a purple clay pot in his hand, and slowly savoring it, it was very leisurely.

Behind him was a big parasol, and there was a maid on each side of the left and right, gently shaking the palm-leaf fan.

Not to mention anything else, this treatment alone is not something that ordinary people can possess. From this we can see that this person's identity is definitely not ordinary.

A middle-aged man came to the young master, bowed and said, "Young master, this defense is a bit particular, like an ancient ruin that cannot be broken."

The young master put down the teapot and frowned and said, "What do you mean is this young master who came here for nothing this time?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Young Master, forgive me, and my subordinates must find a way to break the remains as soon as possible."

The salary nodded and said calmly: "I'll give you three days."

The middle-aged man frowned and wanted to speak, but in the end he still had no courage to speak. After responding, he turned around and walked towards the ruins, saying, "Take out all the spiritual treasures and blow them up."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this order.

Take out all the spiritual treasures to explode the ruins. Even if they can really blow up the ruins, what is inside can match the spiritual treasures they exploded?

The small sword energy mountains and rivers, a small ruin, they don’t think there is much valuable things inside, so this is completely thankless.

But these monks hesitated for a brief period of time and began to act.

Indeed, if you really want to forcefully explode this ruin, it will be more costly no matter how you look at it.

But who are they, who is their young master?

In the entire Yuanzhong Realm, this young master is the least short of money. What he wants is never worth it, but whether it is worth it. It is completely different.

This young master is nothing more than just a joy, just a proof.

It proves that in the entire Yuanyang Realm, as long as he wants to go, there is nothing that cannot be gone, as long as he wants to kill, there is nothing that cannot be killed, and as long as he wants to do, there is nothing that cannot be done.

One by one, spiritual treasures continued to appear, constantly hitting the ruins, and then exploded directly.

What does it mean to waste natural resources? That's it.

So when a guy who came from thousands of miles away saw this scene, he felt so distressed that he raised his hand and directly removed the barrier of the ruins. The spiritual treasures that smashed the ruins directly entered the ruins, and were forcibly blocked by some force.

Seeing this scene, the young man stood up and said in surprise: "Breaking open?"

As he said that, he was about to walk forward, but a maid next to him shook his head and said, "No, it was because someone removed the barrier."

The young man was stunned and stopped, while the maid looked at a place above the sky.

A moon-white dragon horse slowly descended, not looking fast, but it had arrived at the ruins in a flash. On the back of the moon-white dragon horse, a thin man was carrying half a piece of rusty broken knife on his shoulder, and his outfit looked a bit careless.

As he appeared, two beautiful women appeared, one left and one right, one red and one white.

Immediately afterwards, there were some young sword cultivators who seemed to have low cultivation but were overwhelming.

With the emergence of this group of people, the immortals in the Yuanyang Realm who were surprised by the previous changes all frowned and involuntarily retreated back a little further.

The young man narrowed his eyes and asked, "What's the strength of this guy?"

The maid also squinted her eyes and shook her head and said, "I can't see it."

The young man was stunned, then smiled and said, "Good guy, you can't even see it. Wouldn't you be very strong?"

The maid nodded.

The young master continued, "I really didn't expect that such a person would appear in the small sword energy mountains and rivers. It seems that my father is right. No matter how bad the place is, one or two dragons will be born. But what's wrong with this half embroidered knife? But he has no master's demeanor at all."

The maid shook her head and said, "Maybe she is not a person with sword energy."

The young man was stunned and frowned and said, "But I have never heard of such a person in Yuanyang."

The servant said, "The Yuanyang Realm is not small."

The young man nodded and said, "That's right."

The visitor was Wang Fuqiang and others who rushed back from Xuanyang Sect.

After Wang Fuqiang appeared, he did not dismount. Instead, he rode on the horse, looking down at the so-called immortals in front of him, and smiled and said, "Continue, so many good things, since you don't want them, I will accept them all."

When such a person suddenly appeared, everyone didn't know the depth for a while, so they didn't dare to act rashly and turned their attention to that young master.

The young man moved thousands of times and asked with a smile: "I wonder which treasure shrine you are from?"

Wang Fuqiang seemed to see this young master at this time, pointing to the land below, and speaking: "The treasure shrine cannot be called, it is the land under your feet."

The young man was stunned, frowned slightly, and smiled and said, "It seems that we have all guessed wrong."

The maid nodded.

The young master continued, "Since it's from the sword energy, there's nothing to worry about."

After saying that, he used a color to the monks and said to Wang Fuqiang: "Since you want this young master's spiritual treasure, then this young master naturally cannot be stingy. The entire Yuanyang world knows that this young master has always been the most generous person."

After saying that, he turned around and continued to walk towards the soft recliner, then lay down and continued to pick up the small purple clay pot.

At the same time, the monks were instructed to take out the spiritual treasures again and smashed them all towards Wang Fuqiang.

Seeing this scene, the young master hurriedly reminded: "Don't hurt the two beauties."

Wang Fuqiang looked at the countless flying spiritual treasures, smiled slightly, and said, "I'll be disrespectful."

After saying that, his body left the horse's back and swept his sleeves, and the spiritual treasures were swept up directly, instantly breaking away from the control of those people. After hovering in front of Wang Fuqiang, all of them were taken into his pocket by Wang Fuqiang.

After collecting these spiritual treasures, Wang Fuqiang did not give these immortals a chance to react. His body disappeared directly. The next moment, a muffled sound came. An immortal flew backwards, vomited a large mouthful of blood, and directly hit the young master. However, when his body approached the young master, the maid took a step forward and did not see any movement. The flying immortal exploded directly, or disappeared directly, without even a scum!

After Wang Fuqiang appeared, he had already come behind everyone. In front of the maid, he did not take action, but narrowed his eyes slightly.

He originally planned to capture the thief and capture the king first. As long as he subdued this young master, the Yunling Sect would be able to avoid a battle today, but he didn't expect that the woman dressed in a maid was so strong. Even he felt that he was not sure to win.

Wang Fuqiang said, "I really can't see that the girl's methods are very cruel."

This maid has always been kind to her son, but now she looks cold and frosty when facing Wang Fuqiang.

Wang Fuqiang frowned and said, "This is really unpleasant."

The maid still had no expression or words, and she had no intention of taking action.

Like Wang Fuqiang, she also has no confidence in winning against Wang Fuqiang.

Wang Fuqiang simply stopped talking to her, looked at the young master behind, and smiled and said, "Since you are so generous, how can you give me this maid?"

The young man smiled and said, "Yes, but you have to exchange your horse."

Wang Fuqiang looked at the maid and said with a smile: "In his eyes, you are only worth a horse."

He shook his head and smiled, "But in my eyes, you can't even compare to a horse, so I'm afraid you can't change it."

The maid's face, without any change in expression, finally frowned slightly.

Wang Fuqiang naturally saw this subtle change, smiled slightly, and then walked forward directly.

As Wang Fuqiang moved his steps, the maid's brows became deeper and deeper.

Wang Fuqiang was still moving forward, getting closer and closer to the famous maid. The maid was starting to feel a little unable to stand, so she let out a cold snorted, her right hand became a palm, and a knife cut directly towards Wang Fuqiang.

Wang Fuqiang was unmoved, raised his right hand up, and the half-embroidered knife in his hand hit the maid's wrist. At the same time, he grabbed his left hand forward, and his entire speed suddenly became faster.

The maid swung her hand knife and her face suddenly changed. However, before she could take the next move, she had already left the ground, because Wang Fuqiang's left hand was strangling her fair neck at this moment, lifting her up.

All this happened so quickly that no one present could figure out what was going on.

After Wang Fuqiang lifted the maid, he threw it backwards. The maid's body was still in the air. As soon as she was about to move, she was entangled by countless vines and forcibly controlled the acupoints around her body.

Wang Fuqiang stood where the maid was standing before, looking at the young master who was still sitting on the recliner but had a pale face, and said with a smile: "This is the so-called immortal? It's not so good, it can even be said to be vulnerable."

The purple clay teapot in the young master's hand fell directly to the ground, smashed to pieces, and tea splashed all over the floor.

The young man said in a trembling voice: "You...I...I am the young master of Tianyan Pavilion, how dare you..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped directly because five flying swords suddenly appeared beside him.

Wang Fuqiang frowned and said, "What a shitty Tianyan Pavilion, I don't know, but you have to know, this is Yunling Sect. Who gave you the courage to bully the Yunling Sect?"

After saying that, five flying swords fell directly.

"How dare you, sir!"

A sound suddenly sounded like a big bell, and the thunder in the ground was terrified, making people's eardrums numb.
To be continued...