The Liu Residence opened its doors and welcomed guests from all over the world with a smile. Heroes from all walks of life came in droves. Time passed in the blink of an eye, and Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basin Washing Ceremony officially began.
Just like in the original novel, there was nothing new. Liu Zhengfeng put out a golden basin, and then an official rushed over and announced the arrival of the imperial edict. Then, Liu Zhengfeng was given an official position, and after the official was stuffed with gold and silver, he was sent away.
After Liu Zhengfeng said a few words of nonsense, he even played the act of breaking the sword with his bare hands. He broke the sword in his hand with his bare hands and threw it on the ground to express his determination to leave the martial world!
Then, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to wash his hands!
"Wait!"
At this moment, a shout was heard. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a group of four yellow-robed men walking in. The person in the lead was holding a five-colored banner in his hand. It was the flag of the alliance leader of the Five Mountain Sword Sect!
When everyone saw this, they knew that Mount Song Sect of the Five Mountain Sword Sect had arrived. However, they did not have too many doubts. The Five Mountain Sword Sect were united, and Liu Zhengfeng had retired. It was normal for Mount Song Sect to send someone!
But soon, something abnormal happened.
"Martial Uncle Liu, by the banner of the Left Alliance Leader of the Five Mountain Sword Sect, I have ordered: Martial Uncle Liu, please postpone your retirement.”A yellow-robed man said.
"What is the purpose of Alliance Master's order?" Liu Zhengfeng bowed and asked.”
The man said,"I was ordered to do so. I didn't know what the Alliance Master wanted. Please forgive me, Martial Uncle Liu."”
"You're welcome," said Liu Zhengfeng with a smile. You must be Qianzhang Songshi, right?"
Although he was smiling, his heart was already cold. Although Liu Zhengfeng believed what Wang Shu had said when he came in the starry night, he did not completely believe it. After all, he had just met Wang Shu today and had a very unpleasant time with him. He knew that this young man's martial arts were strong, but his character was a little absurd. Perhaps he was here to deceive him.
Even though there was only a small possibility, he couldn't underestimate it, but he still harbored fantasies in his heart.
However, when he saw Zuo Lengchan sending people over, he understood everything.
He stole a glance at Wang Shu and was instantly so angry that his head turned black. He saw that this person was actually still drinking and eating there. He was eating happily. At this moment, his face was red. It was obvious that he was already drunk.
If it was possible, Liu Zhengfeng really wanted to f * cking bite Wang Shu, this young and inexperienced kid who couldn't do things properly. However, at this time, he could only talk nonsense with the few people from Mount Song Sect in front of him...
However, as he spoke, his gaze had just shifted away from Wang Shu when Wang Shu's figure changed and quietly disappeared from where he was.
The Cloud Treading Technique that was formed by combining all kinds of qinggong was quite powerful!
The more he cultivated, the more unfathomable he felt.
Wang Shu continued to extract relevant experience from the golden lock. In his hands, this martial art could be considered to be ever-changing!
At this time, he had arrived at the backyard of the Liu residence. At this time, the entire backyard of the Liu residence had been controlled by the disciples of the Mount Song Sect. Liu Zhengfeng's family had also been captured and gathered together. They were only waiting for the order from the front to be sent out!
However, they would never have this chance again!
From the side, a long sword flashed out. A Mount Song Sect disciple fell to the ground without even making a sound. His throat was pierced by the sword!
Before the other Mount Song Sect disciples realized it, Wang Shu used the Cloud Treading Technique and disappeared from the spot after a few strikes. Only a thud was left.
"Who is it?"
Finally, the disciples of Mount Song Sect discovered the fact that someone had died. Immediately, everyone formed a group and saw a white-robed young man walk out openly. He held a sword in his hand and suddenly, his long sword was unsheathed!
Everyone was stunned and found it funny. What did this kid take the people of Mount Song Sect for? One against many? He was simply courting death!
Even Zuo Lengchan did not dare to be so arrogant!
After all, among this group of people, there were not only the younger disciples of Mount Song Sect. In order to prevent Liu Zhengfeng's family from escaping, several of the Thirteen Gangsters had been placed here.
Facing Wang Shu's sword, none of them felt anything. They each attacked and prepared to deal with it!
However, just as they thought that they had successfully blocked Wang Shu's sword, they felt a chill in their throats. When they came back to their senses, they realized that the blade had already pierced their throats!
Moreover, it wasn't just him…The fellow disciples around him, even his Uncle-Masters, all had the same attitude as him!
"How many people did this sword kill?”
That was what he was thinking at the last second of his life…but he couldn't get an answer.
Wang Shu sheathed his sword and exhaled softly. His sword just now was precisely One Word Ten Thousand Illusions!
It seemed like there was only one sword, but no one in the world knew how many swords there were, except Wang Shu.
His sword seemed ordinary, but the position of the attack was clear. However, only Wang Shu knew what angle he was going to attack from! What position! What kind of killing move was this!
This sword attack was a lie. It hid its true purpose. The sword seemed to pierce the left rib, but its true target might be the chest, neck, or any other vital point!
This sword technique had already reached the pinnacle of the word 'illusion'! It was the word 'illusion', which he had obtained from the Hundred Faces Thousand Illusions Mount Heng Cloud Thirteen Moves!
He killed many disciples of Mount Song Sect with a single strike. Suddenly, his ears moved, and he pointed the blade behind him!
"Aiya!"
A crisp exclamation stunned Wang Shu. He paused for a moment and retracted his sword. He frowned and said,"Why are you here?"
"You can come? Why can't I come? You're so powerful. You actually killed so many people?”The person who came was a little girl, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a strange look on her face. It was Qu Fei Yan.
Wang Shu was speechless." You're not with your grandfather. You came to the Liu residence to watch me kill people. You're so bored!"”
"I'm so bored, but I can't compare to your audacity.”Qu Fei Yan blinked her eyes and said," You killed the people from Mount Song Sect. Aren't you afraid that they will come looking for trouble with you?" What about the Alliance Master of the Five Mountain Sword Sect? Why don't you join the Sun Moon Sect? Otherwise, you'll have to hide in this vast world.”
"Mount Song Sect? Is it scary?" " If they want to die, I'll just kill my way up Mount Song." Wang Shuyi smiled." In the end, I'm also looking forward to the martial arts of Mount Song Sect!"”
Wang Shu already had a certain degree of understanding of the characteristics of the golden lock. Martial arts of the same type, such as sword art, qinggong, fist art, finger art…As long as he gathered ten types, he could condense a powerful ultimate art! With the help of the golden lock, Wang Shu's cultivation speed was simply unbelievable.
Therefore, Wang Shu only needed to continuously plunder other people's martial arts secret manuals, and his own martial arts would be able to improve and become more terrifying! It was only a matter of time before he became invincible in the world…Wang Shu was not afraid of a mere Song Mountain!
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