Since ancient times, Wuliang Temple has been located in the Western Regions and is the spiritual leader of the snowy plateau.

The world's martial arts, out of the immeasurable temple!

These seven words are enough to show that the strength of the Wuliang Temple!

In the more than 2,000 years of historical inheritance, the emperors of the Western Regions will continue to be crowned and canonized Wuliang Temple.

Relying on the support of the royal family, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Wuliang Temple is naturally astronomical and geographical, all-encompassing.

Among them, even many ancient books that have been lost in the Central Plains are still preserved in Wuliang Temple.

It is precisely because of this that most of the monks of Wuliang Temple are knowledgeable and know a lot of things that are not known to others.

This is one of them!

Master Jin knew that when the martial arts cultivation reached a certain level, he could draw a stroke of the void and deduce the Great Dao.

In fact, Master Jin's master, when he taught martial arts back then, he needed to make a stroke of the void.

Then, the disciples realized for themselves what this void was containing.

How much you comprehend, what you comprehend, that is what you get.

Among them, what Master Jin comprehended was to fuse the power of true qi and dark energy to slash the enemy.

This force, Master Jin called it - the sunrise in the west, only I am undefeated!

But now, Wang Chulan, a kid, is only eighteen years old and wearing a security uniform.

In this way, the little sling of the soil that drops the slag can actually be like Master Jin's master, and directly slash into the void?

No way!

This...... How can it be!

"Even the poor monk's martial arts now, he can't make a stroke of the void, this kid, why is he!"

At this moment, Master Jin felt it, a huge shock.

But!

Even though he was shocked, Master Jin still didn't think that Wang Chulan would be able to defeat him.

After all!

A stroke of the void, this can only represent that Wang Chulan has a deep understanding of martial arts.

But you know the theory, it's one thing.

Whether you can combine theory with practice is another matter.

After all!

No matter what, Wang Chulan's age is too young.

"If you give it to you, twenty more years, you may be able to surpass the poor monk. ”

Master Jin secretly thought: "But now you, the poor monk wants to defeat, but it is not difficult." ”

At this moment, Master Jin finally understood why Wang Chulan was so proud.

At such a young age, you can comprehend such a profound martial art.

It's not easy!

Tianjiao!

In Master Jin's opinion, neither Wang Lun nor that Qiao Feng is as good as Wang Chulan.

But, so what?

The age gap brings about the strength of true qi.

This is destined for Master Jin, who can easily crush Wang Chulan!

However!

The next moment, Master Jin's eyes straightened.

……

Wang Chulan drew out, after the first stroke.

He started indifferently and wrote the second stroke.

One stroke at a time!

"Stroke by stroke? This ...... How is that possible?"

A cold sweat suddenly appeared on Master Jin's forehead: "It's my master, with the breath of milk, it can only be like this!"

Shock!

If he hadn't seen this scene with his own eyes, he would have killed Master Jin, and he wouldn't have believed it.

But all of this is - really!

However!

Master Jin's shock, this is just the beginning!

……

In Master Jin, dumbfounded.

Wang Chulan is as fast as the top of a mountain, in the void, writing quickly.

1！

2！

3！

4！

5！

……

Along with Wang Chulan's, the speed increased.

Master Jin's mouth also followed, constantly shaking.

It's horrible!

It's really, horrible!

In less than a second, Wang Chulan wrote more than twenty strokes in the void!

This......

Nima!

Even in the Wuliang Temple, the most corrupt old monk that Master Jin saw could only void three times!

"This ...... Is this still human?" Master Jin suddenly panicked.

Master Jin is not stupid, he has already seen from Wang Chulan's strokes that something is not good.

And!

When Wang Chulan's last stroke officially fell.

A majestic force, like a shock wave, instantly filled the audience.

Bang!

The aftermath of this white mang, rushing forward at will, instantly crushed Master Jin's golden mangs into pieces.

……

Now!

On the rostrum!

Under the inquiring gaze of the old monsters, Lan Lao's mouth trembled, and he said in a trembling voice:

"This word, if nothing else, should be - sword!"

Sword!

Boom!

When the voice fell, the word "sword" written by Wang Chulan instantly rose against the wind.

It's so fast!

It's really, so fast!

However, in an instant, a three-foot white refining had already appeared in Wang Chulan's hand.

"Void Sword!" Wang Lun, in the wheelchair, exclaimed.

"This ...... This is, Martial Arts Grandmaster!" Qiao Feng looked shocked, and rolled off the sofa and fell to the ground in shock.

"Eighteen-year-old martial arts master, this ...... It's terrifying!" Jiang Menshen screamed loudly.

"What!"

"This ...... How is that possible!"

"Even Dibei is invincible, and he is also a martial arts master, in front of this son, it is not as good as a fart!"

Airplanes!

As soon as this sword came out, the sky went to the earth, and the audience was shocked!

……

At this moment, Wang Chulan was holding a three-foot white practice, majestic and majestic, and his eyes were vertical and horizontal.

"Old monk, Lao Tzu said, only one move will be made to you, if you can resist, I will lose over there!"

Wang Chulan, laughing loudly, pointed in the air: "Chop!"

Chop!

Boom!

The voice fell, and the sword came out of his hand, cutting through the sky in an instant!

Tear and pull!

Wherever the sword qi went, the solid cement ring was instantly cut in half by the air like cutting tofu.

Bang!

In an instant, the ring fell, like a landslide, and the rubble fell one after another.

"Not good!"

Master Jin changed color: "Run!"

Wow!

Before the voice fell, Master Jin threw the Zen staff, and even the apprentice couldn't care about it, so he ran away.

"Master Jin, actually ...... Escaped?"

"I'll go, Master Jin has been famous for many years, and he was as famous as the King of the East China Sea back then, but now he has escaped?"

Thundered!

This scene, watching the Tiannan heroes, all boiling!

Originally!

Everyone thought that Master Jin's martial arts were all mysterious, and this time he would definitely be able to make a great name in the East China Sea.

And the first battle of this little Tiannan is the battle of Master Jin, who returned to the Central Plains to become famous and powerful.

Unexpectedly!

Wang Chulan grabbed the void, slashed his sword in the air, and directly cut the ring, and the frightened Master Jin fled?

No way!

This...... Also, that's too exaggerated, right?

At this moment, the whole Tiannan is speechless!

In the ring, Lan Lao stood up, his eyes full of excitement: "Mr. Ye, actually ...... So strong?"

Shock!

Who can believe this scene if they don't see it with their own eyes?

Originally, Wang Chulan was already like a god in Lan Lao's heart, and he was a master of metaphysics.

But now, Lan Lao understands that Wang Chulan's martial arts are actually stronger than metaphysics!

At this moment, Lan Fei hid in the corner, hugging a pillar, and shed sad tears.

"Damn, Wang Chulan's martial arts have actually reached such a point, why am I going to let Wang Lun deal with him?"

I hate it!

At this moment, Lan Fei finally understood that Wang Chulan being his brother-in-law was already something that could not be changed.

"Wang Chulan, it's actually ...... Young Grandmaster?" The glasses girl's mouth trembled, and she fell to the ground in shock.

Because of Murong Chu, the glasses girl can be described as unpleasant to Wang Chulan.

But now!

The glasses girl finally understood why Zhao Ya, the first school flower, could look at it, just a small security guard.

Get!

After co-authoring for a long time, Wang Chulan alone surpassed the boys in the school.

From Gao Xiaojie to Murong Chu, in front of Wang Chulan, he is not a fart.

At this moment, Wang Chulan's figure looked extremely majestic in front of everyone.

Meanwhile!

Wang Chulan's void sword cut through layers of air and slashed all the way towards Master Jin.

"Not good!"

Feeling the monstrous sword qi in the rear, Master Jin suddenly spurted a mouthful of old blood on the ground.

Meanwhile!

Master Jin's speed actually increased by two times in an instant.

"Consume essence blood in exchange for life?"

Wang Chulan sneered: "It's a pity, you met Lao Tzu, this trick is useless!"

Boom!

When the voice fell, Master Jin's back ached, and he instantly felt a bloody hole appear in his back.

Poof!

In front of everyone's eyes, Master Jin, who was invincible in Tiannan, fell to his knees with weak knees.

Move, can't move!

"Poor monk, unexpectedly, defeated?"

Rumble!

In an instant, Master Jin thundered like thunder and fell into a great bitterness.

A few years ago, Master Jin went south to the Central Plains and defeated nine leaders in a row, but at the most proud, he was defeated by a young man from the countryside.

A few years later, the young man in the countryside became the king of the East China Sea.

And now...... ()

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