Wu Changsheng's gaze was silky, ethereal and impermanent, sweeping the Eight Desolations, swept by his gaze, as if he was being gazed at by a god.

Everyone bowed their heads, but their hearts were extremely fanatical, and they regarded Wu Changsheng as the only one.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Wu Changsheng's gaze paused, landing on a certain figure, his white sword eyebrows furrowed deeply, and there was a trace of surprise and jealousy in his starry eyes.

The figure that was watched by Wu Changsheng was not Zhang Jian, but Jian Ling, who had not been noticed by everyone.

Jian Ling is a powerhouse of the Peerless Realm, with the power of the realm, claiming to be a realm, she did not show anything amazing before, she came with Zhang Jian, but she has been suspended in mid-air, and her breath is down.

Coupled with Zhang Jian's strength, it attracted everyone's attention, so no one paid attention to Jian Ling.

However, Wu Changsheng was different, he was at the ninefold peak of the Peak Realm, and he had already touched the power of the realm, so he was able to sense Jian Ling's strength.

However, he stared deeply for a while, and then stopped looking at it anymore, with his strength, facing Jian Ling, who was in the Peerless Realm, he was confident that he could at least be invincible.

So he turned his gaze and landed on Zhang Jian, who was standing on the rooftop with a sword.

"Who are you?"

Wu Changsheng walked slowly, and the clouds and smoke under his feet turned into a long road, spreading out, connecting with the rooftop.

Wu Changsheng looked down at Zhang Jian, although his voice was pleasant, but it was full of sonorous meaning.

"He's the Sword King from the Eastern Regions!"

Buddha Wuxuan spoke, even in the face of Wu Changsheng, he planned to use his careful thoughts, hoping to let Wu Changsheng defeat Zhang Jian, so that he could still achieve his goal.

"Sword King!"

Hearing the words of the Buddha Wuxuan, Wu Changsheng's white sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes fell on Zhang Jian's body again, looking carefully.

He had also heard of the name of the Sword King, after all, the affairs of the Eastern Regions were relatively large at the beginning, and with his identity, even if he didn't pay attention to it, someone would tell him.

"Ascending the Peak Realm Fivefold, it's not bad, if you give you a few more years, maybe you can live with me in a few tricks!"

Wu Changsheng landed on the rooftop, surrounded by clouds and smoke, bowed his head slightly, although his voice was not harsh, but in his words, there was arrogance.

Before Wu Changsheng could speak, his eyes fell on the thirty-seven Tianjiao who were defeated by Zhang Jian.

"Cloud Steaming Technique!"

Wu Changsheng waved his hand, and suddenly the clouds and smoke in the sky surged out, enveloping all the thirty-seven Tianjiao, the aura was rich, and there was even more mysterious power flowing, making the clouds and smoke that enveloped the thirty-seven Tianjiao look sparkling and full of brilliance.

After a while, the clouds and smoke surged, and they returned to Wu Changsheng's hands, and at this moment, the thirty-seven Tianjiao who were defeated and injured by Zhang Jian had basically healed from the injuries on their bodies, and even the Nine-Winged King, who had been traumatized by his divine sense, had recovered a lot.

One hand to rule the multitude!

Wu Changsheng's hand made Zhang Jian look sideways slightly.

"Reversing cause and effect?

Others couldn't see Wu Changsheng's means, but Zhang Jian was able to see the essence of this move.

These thirty-seven Tianjiao were injured to different degrees, and the injuries were also different, some of them were severely injured, some were physically injured, and some were eaten by their own treasures.

Different injuries were healed in the same way, and the effects were not bad, which showed that Wu Changsheng had an extremely magical energy.

And this energy is the power of cause and effect.

All things have a cause and must have an effect, and if there is an effect, there must be a cause, and the cycle of cause and effect will not stop.

Wu Changsheng controls a trace of the power of cause and effect, although he can't reverse yin and yang, the living dead, and the eternal age, but he can still do it by reversing a trace.

"Thank you Brother Changsheng for coming to the rescue!"

The thirty-seven Tianjiao's injuries had calmed down a lot, and at this moment, they all stood still, bowed to Wu Changsheng with their fists clasped, their words respectful, and their attitude humble, not at all as aggressive as they were towards Zhang Jian before.

"It's our duty to help each other, but why are you so embarrassed?"

Wu Changsheng smiled and bowed, and did not bully the small with the big, showing his bearing.

And his inquiry, in an instant, the thirty-seven Tianjiao all looked at Zhang Jian, and they opened their mouths one by one with indignation, filled with righteous indignation, and seemed to have endless grievances to tell.

"Brother Immortal doesn't know, we are all thanks to this person!"

"This person is the Sword King of the Eastern Regions, he just came here and made a ruthless attack, and he was not satisfied with the serious injury of the Lightning King, so he actually killed the Lightning King, the Black Bull King, the Flying Rainbow King and the Nine-Winged King wanted to stop him from committing murder, but he was also seriously injured. ”

After that, the Buddha made it clear for him that he was willing to be a lobbyist for him and go to ask for personal favors with the Divine Thunder Sect, but this person not only did not appreciate it, but insulted the Buddha, such a traitorous and evil person, we naturally cannot tolerate it. ”

"So I waited for him to say a few words, but he was arrogant and boundless, and he spoke badly to each other, I couldn't wait for it, so I made a move, but I didn't expect him to make a malicious move, if it weren't for the arrival of the elder brother, I'm afraid the situation would be even more serious, please ask the elder brother to administer justice for us!"

As soon as you say a word, everyone spoke one after another, glaring at Zhang Jian angrily.

However, their words are reversing black and white, pointing to the deer as a horse, saying that they are the weak party, and their words are directed at Zhang Jian, and those who don't know may really believe their nonsense.

"Please do justice for us with Brother Immortal!"

Thirty-seven Tianjiao bowed together, the scene seemed to freeze in an instant, the sound of heaven and earth was quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Jian and Wu Changsheng, and they were worried about the outcome of this confrontation.

"You are spewing blood, obviously you are bullying the young master, but you actually bite back, shameless!"

Just when everyone was inking, outside the rooftop, there was a sonorous children's voice, it was Ouyang Hu, at this moment he looked indignant and was glaring at the rooftop.

In his heart, Zhang Jian is a god, an idol, and must not be defiled, and the reversed black and white words of the thirty-seven Tianjiao made him can't help but want to complain.

"This little doll is not going to die, she dares to shout in front of Wu Changsheng!"

"I didn't expect another madman, what's going on today, why are there so many madmen!"

"This little doll seems to have come with the Sword King, does he still think that the Sword King is Wu Changsheng's opponent!"

Hearing Ouyang Hu's voice, everyone thought that this little doll was crazy.

Wu Changsheng also heard Ouyang Hu's words, but he just glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, and then his eyes condensed slightly, and fell on Zhang Jian's body like a sharp sword.

At this moment, Wu Changsheng's gaze was no longer as soft as smoke, and his expression was no longer as gentle as jade, as if it had changed from a sunny day to dark clouds in an instant, and an invisible sense of oppression appeared out of thin air, making everyone's hearts sink, as if pressing against a boulder.

He looked at Zhang Jian deeply for a long time, and then it was as cold as frost, and the voice like a sword slowly sounded. "Cut off your arms, kneel here for a hundred years and plead guilty, and I will spare your life!"