Chapter 440: Big and Big Crazies Are Unparalleled in Their Bravery
The spring light is beautiful, dark clouds are rolling in. There are vast clouds. The cool sun is falling slanting to the west, shining warmly on the world.
"You are innocent, you dare to fight!"
The sound was rumbling, breaking through the sky, and it was full of wildness.
The heads of all the Wudao men were scattered, and the darkness was trembling. A fierce voice said: "Since you dare to come to die, why don't I dare? Let's fight."
The sound shook for ten miles, and it was extremely overbearing. This sound really shook the wind and clouds, and was about to destroy everything into powder.
After a while, he turned to Gui Wuxiang, and Zhu Wudao looked cold and said, "Let him come up!"
Gui Wuxiang gave a gloomy smile, stood up, and loudly ordered: "Disciples of this sect, listen to my order. Please step back and let him come up to die."
Zhu Wudao's voice is extremely domineering, but Gui Wuxiang's voice is corroded by the sinister wind, everywhere, and the depth of cultivation is really shocking. It is a true portrayal of the two people's temperament.
This sound was born and swept through the Huntian Sect for dozens of miles.
Immediately, many disciples of Huntian who were coming after hearing the sound of fighting, all stopped and stared coldly at Zuo Wuzhou, their eyes clearly showing dissatisfaction and contempt!
It's just a martial arts sect. Why does Zhu Wudao need to fight in person? Even the martial sage is confident that he can kill the man in black in front of him. In the final analysis, one is the breath-condensing effect of the single breath flower, and the other is what the Hun Tianzong instilled.
Proud and confident.
Up and down the Huntian Sect, from the Martial Emperor to the Martial Saint, there is no domineering person like Zhu Wudao who treats the world as if it is nothing, but he is domineering, and they are all confident and proud people. This has been deeply rooted in everyone for millions of years.
A martial sect dares to challenge the best person in the world. It is simply asking for self-destruction and arrogance. Under the gaze of many martial sects and martial saints, the pressure is so great that it is unimaginable for someone other than a person in the game. If it were another person
, there is no guarantee that it will collapse.
Zuo Wuzhou, who is such a wild and unrestrained person, with a will as strong as iron, who will never be moved even if the sky falls, how can he care about these looks.
Lifting Lengran, thoughts of killing emerged: "If we use the True Holy Talisman to destroy it, this place is still far away from the central peak of the Huntian Sect. The mountain-protecting holy weapon may not be able to defend this place, so it will be easy to kill it with the palm of a hand."
For a moment, Zuo Wuzhou gave up this thought: "However, even if we exclude people like Wudao and Gui Wuxian, the huge Huntian Sect is just meat on the chopping board. Let me slaughter it. I am not in a hurry. Of course.
There will be times when the killing is exciting.
With a cold light blooming, Zuo Wuzhou gathered his mind. With each step, the mountains and rivers resonated, and the trees and grass sang together, which made Zuo Wuzhou's momentum even more majestic.
Step by step, the momentum is solemn and solemn, becoming more and more solid as a rock, reaching the sky.
Even though these Martial Saints were scornful and disdainful, at this moment, they couldn't help but be moved: "A mere Martial Saint can actually have such a strong momentum!"
As soon as his feet stepped on the ground, the ground rumbled and trembled. Zuo Wuzhou whipped up a strong wind, roared into the sky, and rushed straight to the middle peak.
With a rumble, the middle peak shook violently. A black shadow jumped like a flying iron from the sky.
Gazing at Zuo Wuzhou, who was dozens of meters away, he was still dressed in black, and his appearance was as heroic and fierce as ever. He had a certain heroic spirit, but his demeanor was still the same, and over the decades, he had accumulated a kind of heart-stopping feeling.
tolerance.
"Haha, I haven't seen you for decades, but I'm very happy that you still have your charm." Gui Wuxiang smiled gloomily and whitely, even though he smiled, it made people feel cold in their hearts.
"With your martial arts training, you dare to break into our Soul Heaven Sect. You, Zuo Wuzhou, have indeed not changed. You are as courageous as ever. But, since you are here today, there is no need to leave."
Zuo Wuzhou glanced at the two of them with a low gaze. He looked at Wu Qingcheng behind him as if he were nothing: "Gui Wuxiang. You are talking too much nonsense."
Scanning with his spiritual mind, Zuo Wuzhou looked unmoving. He was secretly shocked: "There are dozens of Martial Saints in Huntian Sect. It seems that there are indeed many treasured Martial Saint Pills."
Gui Wuxiang's face changed slightly. Every time he had a verbal exchange with Zuo Wuzhou, he never felt at ease. At this time, he sneered: "You came very quickly. It seems that you came directly from Changkong Sect. You are indeed the same as before.
Just as crazy, no progress."
Gui Wuxiang prides himself on having all his plans. He always suffers in front of Zuo Wuzhou, who is impervious to five poisons, water and fire. Thinking about it this time, he originally wanted to use Changkong disciples as bait to lure Zuo Wuzhou to show up.
Unexpectedly, as soon as this plan was launched, Zuo Wuzhou showed up unexpectedly as the news was only released yesterday. With this speed, Gui Wuxiang guessed it at a glance.
Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were profound: "Gui Wuxiang, you are still the same nonsense and the same lack of progress."
"Zhu Wudao, I'm here to ask you. You can get the booklet of the "Time and Space Beacon", the legacy of Wei Daode, from Yuan Yigu.
Gui Wuxiang didn't want to talk too much, but Zhu Wudao raised his hand and cut him off: "Your comment that day was exactly what I meant. Yuan Yigu is just a rat who hides his head and shows his tail. It's nothing."
Zuo Wuzhou understood the meaningless words and smiled sarcastically: "It seems that Yuan Yigu knew that there was a booklet in Huntian Sect, but he didn't dare to come and get it."
Don't ask Hun Tianzong whether he will take the book in Yuan Yigu's hand, but ask Yuan Yigu whether he will come to take it. There is a mystery in it.
Zuo Wuzhou remained silent, and said in a low voice: "When I returned that day, I saw you from Yuanyi Valley killing people from your Soul Heaven Sect."
"You, rats, are not in the Dharma's eyes." Zhu Wudao smiled with a fierce smile: "Even if there are saints in Yuanyi Valley, rats are rats."
Zuo Wuzhou felt a sudden realization, and vaguely understood: "It seems that Yuan Yigu has suffered a loss from you. He wanted to seize the book, but he didn't dare to do it openly, so he had to take advantage of the invasion of the demon to do something sneaky in secret."
Gui Wuxiang interrupted at the right time and sneered: "You think I'm too talkative, how can you be so much better than me?"
Zhu Wudao frowned in displeasure and replied coldly: "Gui Wuxiang, shut up."
"Hahaha."
Laughing heartily and whirling around the world, Zuo Wuzhou laughed loudly: "In the past, I only listened to people's words. Gui Wuxiang is the brains of the Hun Tian Sect. You have no wisdom and plan. In fact, Gui Wuxiang is the wise man.
You are a little clever, but you are as wise as a fool."
Who dares to say that Zhu Wudao is stupid, but he is just like Zuo Wuzhou, impatient to deal with trivial matters. Zhu Wudao and Zuo Wuzhou are exactly the same type of people in this regard. Those who can solve problems with strength will not be tempted.
What wisdom do you think about?
It’s not that I don’t know how to do it, it’s that I’m disdainful and too lazy to do it. No one deserves to do it. Trust strength more than trust in wisdom.
Gui Wuxiang's face turned red, and Zhu Wudao's words were too cruel: "Gui Wuxiang, I don't know how you can be easily angered by him, but you must remember that you have lost your mind and taken your mind."
Gui Wuxiang blurts out sarcasm without thinking. This is not just a sign of losing his mind. It is actually created by Zuo Wuzhou who has been holding back many times.
Zuo Wuzhou's eyes darkened, and he laughed loudly: "Yes, I am just stalling for time."
Zhu Wudao stared at it for a long time! Suddenly he sighed: "You are very good, you are the person I admire most. You are more suitable for Huntian Sect than Gui Wuxiang and Wu Qingcheng. It is a pity that we were not destined to accept you as a disciple.
Otherwise, Huntian Sect will be able to maintain peace for the next two thousand years."
Two thousand years is the life span of a saint.
If you believe that Zuo Wuzhou will become a saint in the future, he will definitely be the first to those who are so arrogant as Wu Dao.
"I value you very much. Seeing you is like seeing me. We are very similar."
There was some gentleness in Zhu Wudao's expression: "You will become a saint in the future, and you are the person I value most." "You deliberately delay time, you know why I indulge you." Zhu Wudao did not want to wait for an answer, so he said to himself
Said: "Although you are the Wuzong, I, Zhu Wu Dao, do regard you as our strongest enemy."
"It's ridiculous to talk about mutual respect with enemies. If you are an enemy, you should kill him first." Zuo Wuzhou said with a cold look: "So, you are not doing it for these ridiculous reasons."
Zhu Wu Dao Jia laughed: "Yes, yes, you and I are indeed very similar."
"The reason why I allow you to delay is because I don't care about them at all!" Zhu Wudao laughed and pointed at the Changkong disciple hanging on the peak: "I have never cared whether they are alive or dead."
"Gui Wuxiang wants to use them to lure Nie Chaoye. I don't agree because I don't need them." Zhu Wudao's words are full of unquestionable domineering: "With or without bait, I will kill all the Changkong Sect sooner or later."
Maybe there really are many similarities. Zuo Wuzhou can actually understand.
"I know that everyone in the world knows that the act of destroying Changkong is because of the feud that happened decades ago. They are wrong. I have never taken it seriously. The hatred is far from what I want to take.
They come to vent their anger."
Zhu Wudao is calm and comfortable. He embraces the world. He is really domineering and astonishing: "Ten or a hundred Nie Chaoye are not a problem. A mediocre person is destined to be a mediocre person."
Zuo Wuzhou suddenly felt a sense of consternation and sympathy: "Yuan Yigu, naturally I don't care about you either."
"Yuan Yigu is nothing. He has been sneaky and deceitful all his life. He is a noble martial sage. He doesn't even have the courage to show off publicly.
Zhu Wudao asked back: "Do you think highly of them?"
"Haha." Zuo Wuzhou laughed boldly: "I looked down on Yuan Yigu back then, how could I change today."
Gui Wuxiang is dumbfounded, no matter how he is a madman. When two madmen meet, it is really a spark.
.
"In the past, everyone in the world thought that I was a madman. I never expected that you, the ignorant, are even more mad than me."
Zuo Wuzhou's laughter startled countless birds, which was thought-provoking: "I just don't know if your madness is self-confidence or arrogance."
Zhu Wudao's answer is also very thought-provoking: "Life is self-confidence. Death is arrogance."
The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. This has always been the case. If you are humble and die in a battle, you will not escape the name of arrogance. If you are arrogant and win in a battle, you will only deserve the name.
All the ignorant people have such fanaticism and arrogance from their bones that they cannot even enter the Dharma Eyes. Even the people in the world cannot enter the Dharma Eyes. How can ordinary people and ordinary things enter the Dharma Eyes?
Disciples of Changkong, Zhu Wudao didn't care at all whether he was alive or dead, whether he was rescued by Zuo Wuzhou or whether he was killed immediately.
Even if Zuo Wuzhou rescues people, the Huntian Sect will lose face, and Zhu Wudao won't take it to heart at all. The so-called prestige is just gained by killing. If there is no prestige, just come out again.
Even though he is a sworn enemy, Zuo Wuzhou couldn't help but praise him: "He deserves to be the best person in the world, and he deserves to be the best person in the world in terms of his magnanimity and demeanor."
One big one and one two crazy people.
Decades ago, it was just mutual hostility. Decades later, there is no sharpness in the words, only a gentle conversation.
Gui Wuxiang had never understood Zhu Wudao, and he suddenly couldn't understand Zuo Wuzhou. At this time, he couldn't help shouting angrily: "Zhu Wudao, you are talking nonsense to him. A good disciple of Changkong, naturally want to
Take advantage of it."
"Zuo Wuzhou, hand over the "small booklet with time and space markers, hand over your method of escaping from Yuhui Plain. I will let the Changkong disciples live."
Zuo Wuzhou held a trace of sneer, his eyes unchanged. He looked directly at Zhu Wudao: "He is your master?"
"I am what I am today because of myself." Zhu Wudao smiled.
"No wonder." Zuo Wuzhou tilted his head.
Gui Wuxiang was so angry that his head was about to explode. In fact, he was really not that mean on weekdays. It was Zuo Wuzhou who made him so angry and irritated. Compared with the wise and foolish Zhu Wudao, he was simply too clumsy.
Dozens of Changkong disciples were hanging one by one on the cliffs of the three peaks. Overgrown with weeds, the mountain wind came, picking them up and swaying in the wind. It was extremely miserable at this top place.
Spring flowers bloom
His cultivation was restrained, and Nie Wen's fat body was like a hanging bun, white and fat.
"Senior Brother Nie, are you afraid that a disciple from Changkong will look at you miserably?
"I'm afraid that Nie Wen should have withdrawn long ago. It was his father, Nie Chaoye, who told him that he had to withdraw in the last batch. Nie Wen didn't know whether to resent his father or be proud of him.
I don’t know whether it was the cold or fear. Nie Wen’s voice was trembling: “Nonsense, who is not afraid of death?”
"I'm going to die anyway, so I might as well be scared all at once." Nie Wen said confidently, "I'm not an idiot, how could I not be afraid?"
I don't know if Nie Wen confessed frankly, but the others laughed: "Are you angry with your father? If it weren't for him, you would have left long ago."
"I'm so angry, but who made him my father? You think I want to die and be hung here to drink from the northwest wind." Nie Wen muttered. His fat face trembled: "Now you know why I am not close to me anymore.
, the benefits are all given to my fellow disciples.”
Yes, I gave all the benefits to my fellow disciples, but forgot about my son. I would rather leave my son aside and stay at the end before retreating, while others will retreat first. Nie Chaoye is really not a good father.
"Had I known this would be the result, I would have withdrawn first. Then, would I have fought with the Hun Tian Sect?
Everyone was silent. I don't know why, but even though they were in death, they felt a kind of excitement. The sour and bitter taste melted away in their hearts.
The Changkong disciples desperately turned their heads to look over and said solemnly: "In the next life, we will still be Changkong disciples."
There are about thirty disciples in this group of Changkong. Most of them are Wu Yu, and some are Wu Zong.
The Huntian Sect knew that it was impossible to force out Nie Chaoye's whereabouts, so they did not inflict additional torture. Therefore, it seemed that everyone was still quite energetic, but they were disturbed by the mountain wind.
More than thirty people were hung on the cliffs of three mountain peaks. Zhu Wudao was at the middle peak, where he could clearly see them.
Nie Wen sighed, his whole body was paralyzed by the suspension, and he looked at the horizon: "I was wrong before. As long as people can live in harmony, we just need to be more tolerant."
In fact, there are some things that cannot be tolerated or compromised.
Have you ever seen with your own eyes the feeling of being slaughtered by your fellow disciples? The feeling that you want to vomit, but you can't. You want to cry, but there are no tears. You want to shout, but there is something stuck in your heart. That feeling is worse than death.
Pass.
"In the past, I only felt that practicing all day long was boring, and it was not as pleasant as making a pot of tea." Nie Wen's fat face shivered, but he was so cold: "Now I know. It turns out that the reason why I can make tea is because
The sect is protecting me."
"If you give me a knife now, I will hack these dead bastards of the Huntian Sect to death. Nie Wen was fuming.
The Changkong disciple on the side laughed: "I don't have a knife, but I do have a pair of teeth."
Nie Wen didn't even think about it: "Then bite these bastards to death with your teeth."
Nie asked for a moment, then Wei sighed: "It would be great if I could be half as diligent as Brother Zuo, or even one tenth as diligent. I would be able to contribute a little bit to the sect."
"The Huntian Sect hangs us here, probably because they want to lure people from our sect to rescue us." Nie Wen smiled: "I, Nie Wen, can't help anyone else, and I won't drag you down."
Nie Wen's fair and fat face had a layer of brilliance illuminated by the setting sun, and there was a kind of gloomy solemnity.
The setting sun slants down, and the color is as thick as well fluid.
Zuo Wuzhou and Zhu Wudao, a pair of sworn enemies, actually talked happily with each other. Their appearance was so harmonious that no one could tell. They were sworn enemies.
Gui Wuxiangzhi was so angry that he caught Changkong's disciples and came back, not waiting for someone to rescue them easily. But Zhu Wudao didn't move, so there was nothing he could do.
At this moment, a breath suddenly filled the air.
An extremely beautiful scene, as beautiful as a dream, was born right in front of your eyes. A white shadow jumped out from the setting sun. In the rippling and twisting setting sun, this imaginary and beautiful scene suddenly appeared.
Zuo Wuzhou and Zhu Wudao were completely unaware and did not even turn their eyes.
But Zhu Wudao praised: "Unexpectedly, besides Gu Shun and Beidou, there is another martial saint helping you."
Even Gui Wuxiang couldn't notice it. Between Zuo Wuzhou and Zhu Wudao, the tension hidden under the harmony was on the verge of looming.
Focusing on this scene, Nie asked infatuatedly: "Could it be an illusion before death? It's beautiful, it's so beautiful."
Nie Wen and others had long been restricted to a level of cultivation that was comparable to ordinary people. Without their cultivation level, they would naturally not be able to notice anyone coming to the Middle Peak, let alone any changes in their aura.
In the ripples, this white shadow appeared like a fairy from the broken void. "If you have good tea, at this moment, watching this scene, Nie Wen shook his head and enjoyed himself. His pupils suddenly dilated: "It's not an illusion!
"
This delicate white shadow leaped out of the setting sun with a roar. It arrived in the blink of an eye.
As soon as Zuo Wuzhou arrived, he was so powerful that he had already absorbed a lot of focus. On the contrary, the defense line of Hun Tian Sect was greatly relaxed, and this white shadow unknowingly invaded the hinterland.
At this moment, it suddenly broke through the sky. It was really sudden. Gui Wuxiang was even caught off guard. After a moment of confusion, Fangzi suddenly realized and screamed: "Stop him and kill all the Changkong disciples."
There was a sharp roar in the sky. The white shadow had arrived, floating lightly in the air, and with an understatement of sweeping the sleeves, countless martial arts masters suddenly fell.
The man in white grabbed Nie Wen, broke the iron chain with his delicate hands, and said softly: "Nie Wen?"
"I am! Are you?" Nie Wen's mind turned into mush.
"Let's go!" The man in white didn't hesitate at all. He flicked his sleeves and raised his arms again, and the water danced across the sky. At the right moment, a cloud formed and wrapped around it. It turned into a rainbow and went away!
Gui Wuxiang was so shocked that his eyes almost came out of his eyes: "Little Cloud Riding Technique!"