Wei Quyang is a decent person, upright, and his words are above board, without concealment, and he has already made it clear that he wants to make a move.

Wu Ming's face was silent, but his mind was tense to the extreme, and he was ready to strike a violent blow at any time.

In terms of reputation, Wei Quyang is not weaker than Lu Jiuyuan in the Middle Tang Dynasty, and he is also the master who once faced the sage and angrily reprimanded, even if he has cultivated himself all these years, no one dares to underestimate it.

The way of Confucianism, in addition to a body of righteousness and tempered mind, there is also a tongue and sword that contains a lifetime.

This sword has the ability to break evil and slay demons, and it contains the power of the law, adhering to the belief of a lifetime of practice as the sword bone, and taking itself as the sheath to hide the edge.

The edge of the sword is sharpened!

It is hard to imagine how strong this Confucian semi-saint who has sharpened his tongue and sword all his life is.

Not to mention, this old man is here for revenge, if it is supplemented by the family heirloom - the Great Dream Dragon Slaying Technique, once it is unsheathed, it will definitely have earth-shattering power!

Wu Ming suddenly felt that this may be the biggest crisis since he entered the Tang Dynasty, or even since his debut.

The Wei family relied on this supreme inheritance, even though it had the flawed restriction that it could only produce a sword three times in a lifetime, but when the Tang Dynasty was founded, the ancestors of the Wei family helped the founding monarch kill the Dragon Saint with the body of a half-saint, laying the foundation of the top wealthy family of the Wei family in one fell swoop, and it has not declined so far.

Even if he is as confident as Wu Ming, he doesn't think that he can take it unscathed, and he is even in danger of falling!

After all, this sword is extremely pure, and ...... It has the ability to cut off cause and effect.

And although this person has not made a move for many years, the fierceness of his youth is also one to the best, otherwise he would not have done such a sensational thing as directly denouncing the sage.

"Not bad!"

Seeing that Wu Ming was not frightened, and there was not even any superfluous complex emotions revealed, he was just ready to fight with all his might, Wei Quyang smiled and bowed his head, exhaled and opened his voice, the sound was like thunder, Hong Zhong Dalu, stirring the universe.

"Glamorous and ghostly, dare to hide your head and tail in front of the old man?"

Before the words fell, an astonishing aura suddenly appeared, slightly embarrassed, and even looked at Wei Quyang in shock.

Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly, six top half-saints, what a big battle.

Originally, he felt that something was wrong around him, but he didn't realize the root of the anomaly, and now that he thought about it, there should be a strange treasure covering the qi of these six supreme demi-saints.

Moreover, it also covered their aura, making it impossible for Wu Ming to make a judgment.

But now, Wei Quyang stopped drinking, and Haoran True Thunder exploded, directly tearing off their fig leaf, exposing the stripes in front of people.

Even if these people are just casual cultivators, with his cultivation as the realm, they can only flee for their lives.

I don't know who it is, with such a big stroke and courage, please move so many strong people!

"Zheng Guogong, we are all acting on orders, and we have the same goal, why bother?"

"Master Wei, this son is ruthless, and he will repay him, and now he is even more troubled in China, if you don't cut him under the sword, why bother me and wait?"

"Brother Wei, what do you mean by this, aren't you afraid that I will retaliate afterwards?"

Words of fear, hesitation, or threat sounded, and it was obvious that these people were also afraid of being exposed, and even their voices changed.

The name of the man, the shadow of the tree!

Today's Wu Ming is no longer a pawn who was arbitrarily manipulated by all parties when he entered Chang'an at the beginning of the year, and fled in panic like a lost dog.

Rather, he is able to be proud of his peers, calculating saints, and the heavenly pride of the demi-saints who crisscross the gods!

"Hahaha!"

Wei Quyang looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice vibrated the universe, causing the six supreme half-saints to change color, and two of them turned around and fled without hesitation.

Yes, in the face of Wei Quyang, who had a similar cultivation, the two top half-saints fled directly.

Because they felt the crisis, the threat of death came from the seemingly old Wei Quyang!

"Humph!"

Seeing this, the other four people, although they didn't know why, they also sensed that something was wrong, but they didn't flee like the first two, regardless of the dignity of the demi-saints, and snorted coldly, as a warning, and prepared to retreat to a safe range.

"Ugly rats!"

Wei Quyang's face turned cold, and he opened his mouth again to stop drinking, "Cut it!"

When chop!

The two words exited, as if the words followed, the sky and the earth were dark, and the meaning of the cold swept hundreds of miles around, and there was a dull sword light like electricity, which flashed and disappeared, as if it illuminated the sky and pierced into the depths of people's hearts.

Wu Ming's hair stood on end, and he felt a chill, from his heels to the top of his head, he almost couldn't help but take the lead and directly attacked the old man with the strongest strength.

"Wei Quyang, how dare you?"

"The surname is Wei, you dare to go against us?"

"Stop, I'm ......"

Even Wu Ming felt an irresistible death crisis, not to mention the rest of the people, especially these half-saints who had fled, their hearts had already been exhausted, and they had no intention of fighting.

In the face of this earth-shattering sword, even if it is just the release of breath, these top half-saints are already full of liver and gall, and their souls are full of anger, and they only hate that their father and mother have two legs less, and they can't wait to put on their wings and fly away.

Although you are a semi-saint powerhouse, it seems that you are only one step away from the power of a saint, but as long as you are still a human, you have seven emotions and six desires.

When faced with death, there is not much difference from ordinary people.

"Very strong, I'm afraid ......"

Wu Ming took a deep breath and didn't deliberately look at it, but in the depths of his pupils, and even in his heart, there was a sword light like lightning that swept by, flashing away.

With a sword out, the aura of the six supreme demi-saints dissipated, and it was obvious that they were all killed, what kind of means was this?

Even if Lu Jiuyuan was alive, with the same cultivation of the top half-saint, he might not be able to cut such a sword.

This is a sword that has already transcended the realm of demi-saints, and even saints may not be able to grasp it!

In comparison, Lu Chunyang's Yin and Yang Liangyi Sword is as naïve and clumsy as a naughty boy playing with a wooden stick, and there is no comparison.

"Is this the supreme sword that upholds the belief of one's life and cultivates one's spirit and spirit to sharpen one's life?"

Wu Ming's heart was shocked inexplicably, and he was vaguely excited.

From this sword, he felt a similar fluctuation of power, which was a tempering method similar to the sinking of the gods.

Although there are differences, they are similar!

"Do you see clearly?"

Wei Quyang's voice was flat, as if he had killed six half-saints of the same rank with a single sword, which seemed to be nothing.

"Junior......

Wu Ming hesitated, shook his head, and nodded again.

He didn't understand what Wei Quyang meant, vaguely as if he had caught something.

"Then use your eyes, look well, see clearly!"

Wei Quyang said lightly, and the invisible sword was even sharper, as if it illuminated the sky and competed with the sun.

Wu Ming's pupils shrank, the hairs on his body stood up again, the golden hook marks at the center of his eyebrows, and the golden dragon and silver snake in his eyes wandered and screamed, as if he was uneasy, but fortunately he held back at the last moment.

In this sword, he didn't feel any killing intent, he trusted his sensory instincts.

"Demon Dao!"

Before he could figure out why, there was a thunderous shout in his ears.

Zheng!

The strings that seem to be transformed by the rules of heaven and earth are fluctuating by people, crisp and pleasant, revealing an indescribable rhythm, and the sword light that competes with the sun will disappear without a trace.

But Wu Ming seemed to see that a ray of sword light crossed the void hundreds of millions of miles away, seemed to have crossed the barriers of space and time, appeared in front of a temple out of thin air, and went straight to the old Taoist eyebrows with thick eyebrows and big eyes, dignified appearance, and a dignified face sitting inside.

"Duh!"

Lao Dao seemed to be aware of it, suddenly opened his eyes, and shook off the dust in his hand, as if there were thousands of rays of light, rolling towards the sword light.

What can make his complexion change is that the sword light seems to not exist in the world, and it flashes straight away, and it disappears into his eyebrows.

"Boom!"

Lao Dao's shoulders shook, his face suddenly turned pale, he snorted, his eyes were faintly angry, and there was a blood mark like a vertical eye in his eyebrows, and a drop of blood flowing with blue and golden light flowed out.

"That's ......"

Wu Ming's heart was shocked, and when he wanted to see it clearly, he found that everything seemed to be like a bubble, a flower in front of his eyes, his heart trembled, and his vision was restored, as if everything before was an illusory illusion, but it was so real.

An inexplicable voice told him that it was all true!

"Do you see clearly?"

Wei Quyang's voice was still calm, but there was an indescribable hoarseness, as if he was extremely tired.

"Hmm!"

Wu Ming bowed slightly, looked at Wei Quyang puzzled, and said in a deep voice, "Beheading, slashing, slashing cause and effect, the sword of Master Wei can ignore the rules of heaven and earth to a certain extent, looking at Shenzhou, I am afraid that only the sword path of the world's number one sword immortal has this power." ”

has this power, but it is not the same as this sword, because Wei Quyang's sword is all his own power.

Li Qingge's sword, each sword has this power, but it may not have its characteristics, this is the difference.

"Very good, Lin Yuan didn't misunderstand you, so ...... Take me with a sword!"

Wei Quyang was relieved, and the only little divine light left in his originally clear and deep eyes dissipated as the words fell.

Zheng!

Different from the crisp sound of the piano before, it seems to be full of sorrowful sword chant again, although it still shines through people's hearts, but there is no longer the power of competing with the sun before, crossing the void, ignoring the power of heaven and earth to avoid obstacles!

This sword, from Wu Ming's eyebrows, is the same as that old way, and there is no means to resist.

Only after entering the sea of knowledge, Wu Ming's soul turned into a gold and silver two-color sword, and clashed with the sword light.

There was no imaginary fierce confrontation, nor any grand violent fluctuations, only the pure sword, which dissipated the last bit of light of itself, and thus annihilated.

Wu Ming closed his eyes for a long time, feeling the birth and death of this sword, and realized something in his heart.

"This is a battle between the Dao and the Dao, if I kill you, I will not be able to draw a sword against that person!"

Wei Quyang's face was as white as paper, described as withered, and his breath also exuded the meaning of decay, as if his life was short, and half of his foot stepped into the coffin.

Even, both feet have stepped in, but there is still an obsession to dissipate.

"Rest assured, Lord Wei, the Wei family has an endless inheritance, and the Li Tang royal family does not dare to be presumptuous!"

Wu Ming is colorful.

"Ahem!"

Wei Quyang coughed lightly and waved his hand.

"Farewell juniors!"

Wu Ming hesitated slightly, got up to say goodbye, summoned the dragon horse, and went straight to the gate of Chang'an.

"The saint does not die, and the thief does not stop, hehe!"

Staring at Wu Ming's distant back, Wei Quyang's withered figure became more and more rickety, as if he was curled up in the sunset, and his shadow was gradually elongated, but it looked unusually straight and straight!