The Sword Saint and the other Martial Emperors all gasped in shock, and the collective body involuntarily took a step back!

It was like a real murderous aura, condensed on his body, but Wang Ce didn't care, he stood coldly, and looked at Song Wushen condescendingly. 【Reading.com】

This wonderful scene actually made people feel that Wang Ce's momentum overshadowed Song Wushen.

Song Wushen's face changed wonderfully for a while, cracked his teeth and sneered, slowly raised his head to look up at Wang Ce, and laughed wildly, shocking thoroughly: "It's the old man who underestimates you." ”

The laughter was shocking, tearing off the last fig leaf and cheek, and even more naked: "Yes, God just needs the true yuan and essence of Emperor Wu." ”

"You have a little ability, but you see through it, so what. The old man might as well tell you that as long as you get your true yuan and essence yuan, the old man will be able to get out of trouble from now on!

is extremely wild laughter with teeth and claws, and it becomes more and more undisguised arrogance. He didn't care if he was noticed, he was fully confident, and as long as he stepped into his will space, no one could escape.

The only difference is that you will either be killed by him, or you will contribute the true yuan and the essence yuan to come out and die!

He was one of the three great martial gods who had lived for more than five thousand years, and he didn't bother to hide anything in front of these ants at all.

The Sword Saint and Ji Qianyu and the others glanced at each other, their faces turned pale at first, and then turned into Tie Qing, and they looked at each other again, re-firming their original goals.

Wang Ce didn't notice the expressions of the Sword Saint and the master, gently rubbed his face, locked his eyebrows for a while, and suddenly smiled: "The world admires the three great martial gods, but it turns out that the three great martial gods are such rude people, such uneducated people!"

Song Wushen's face froze, glared at Wang Ce with anger, and said coldly: "Yes, the old man is a rough man. But you are so young, if it weren't for the four of us defeating the Protoss back then, how would you have the opportunity to laugh at the old man today!"

The Sword Master and the others all looked embarrassed.

For 5,000 years, the three martial gods worshiped and admired by the world have been whitewashed by many generations, and they are about to become perfect. But no one would have imagined that the Martial God was so vulgar.

and the flawless martial god in the impression, it is simply the most fatal contrast, it is simply the extremes of the two fu.

The image of the martial god in the hearts of the Sword Saint and the others collapsed in an instant.

Nowadays, almost all warriors are literate, and most warriors are literate, but more or less. I don't dare to say that I am full of poetry and books, but I am more or less coarse and ink, and Wang Ce's predecessor studied in school for a few years.

Many martial artists are actually full of economy, and they are definitely not worse than Zhuxue Palace.

But 5,000 years ago, not long after the start of human civilization, the three great martial gods were born in that era.

Saints were born before the war of the gods, but some people inherited the thoughts and knowledge of the saints and spread their culture, which was after the war of the gods.

The era before and after the God War was the year of the war between humans and the gods, and I am afraid it was more of a law of the jungle in order to survive. Mo said that there may not be much cultural inheritance at that time, even if there is, the three great martial gods will definitely not have that time to learn in order to fight against the gods.

When the three great martial gods were broken, they fought side by side with the saints, and how much was exaggerated. Plus over the years,Read some books.,It's also a bit edified.,ォ can disguise a school of Sven before.。

Disguise is disguise, the essence of Song Wushen is still the people of that era, it is not too much to be afraid of vulgarity, rudeness, and even barbarism.

Wang Ce is not afraid of smart people, not afraid of Sven people, not afraid of disciplined and organized people.

The only thing Wang Ce is afraid of is people who are simple-minded or have a rough style.

Once he encounters this kind of person, Wang Ce's mouth can say flowers, and people don't pay attention to it at all, or they simply can't think of the consequences, and just smash it with his fist.

Although when Wang Ce made awkward mistakes, when he played willful, he was also a direct and rude person with this style. But that's what he's most afraid of.

What the capitalists fear most is not breaking the law, but the proletariat breaking the shackles. What the landlords were most afraid of was not the imperial court, but the rogues. When Wang Ce was doing business in his last life, what he was most afraid of was not breaking the law, but being a "rogue" wearing a layer of court skin.

Wang Ce found that the Song Wushen in front of him seemed to be the master of this kind of rudeness.

While racking his brains, Wang Ce glanced at Suzaku solemnly: "I'm not sure if you are really trapped in the cliff of the end of the world. Until now, I know I guessed right. ”

Song Wushen raised his head and looked at him coldly: "Xiao, you are dying, where is there so much nonsense to say." Remembering that he was misled by Wang Ce, he thought that he would do it in a month, but it turned out to be ten days later, so he was furious.

"To be said, there will definitely be something to be said. Wang Ce deliberately looked around, exchanging glances with Ji Qianyu and the Sword Saint and the others: "You always have something you want to know!"

Song Wushen was unmoved: "Kill you, the old man will naturally know in the future." ”

Wang Ce squinted his eyes and suddenly smiled: "Then, you know where the ancient martial god is." After a pause, he rubbed his chin: "The cliff of the end of the world and the road to the heavens are the top extraordinary treasures. I don't think it will fall into the hands of ordinary martial emperors. ”

"I don't know, Song Wushen, you were accidentally trapped here, or, or was someone plotting?" Song Wushen's face instantly turned pale.

Wang Ce didn't raise his head, and smiled lightly: "It seems that it was plotted." Who has such a great ability to plot against a martial god?"

The Sword Saint blurted out in shock: "Martial God!"

Wang Ce squinted, "Lian Martial God, Ancient Martial God, who will it be!" This remark seemed to hit the key point of Song Martial God, and he held back his anger, with an expression of "always look at how much nonsense you can say......

Ji Qianyu and the others were inexplicably heartbeat, and their blood boiled, and they vaguely felt that Wang Ce was about to reveal some keys.

"Song Martial God, you are not dead, and most of the Martial Gods and Ancient Martial Gods are not dead. Wang Ce seemed to be careless, but he was concerned about Song Wushen.

Song Wushen really frowned, and said coldly: "The veteran died, he died back then, in your words, he died in the divine war." He gritted his teeth, spit out words and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "Small, if you have the ability, just talk about how sophistication died!"

When Ji Qianfu and the other Nine Great Martial Emperors read the meaning, they immediately shook their hearts and their faces changed wildly!

Without waiting for Wang Ce to speak, the Song Martial God spit out the cold word by word: "Small, you must not think of it." Sophisticated is what you said about the god war.,At the end of the incident.,ォ died of an accidental sneak attack!"

"Hahaha, it's really damn damn! Experienced in a hundred battles, he would be attacked and killed by the Martial God of the Protoss when he was about to win. Hahaha, it's fucking ridiculous. ”

Song Martial God laughed wildly, and the resentful light almost pierced everyone's heart: "That Martial God of the Protoss should have been killed by the surnamed Gu, and he would not have died if he was sophisticated, let alone be attacked by sneak attack." He just died, and he was actually fucking attacked by a sneak attack, haha!"

Laughter is worse than crying.

Song Wushen's crazy laughter rolled back and forth in the underground cavern like thunder, but it was full of infinite sorrow and pathos.

"Brotherhood, hahaha, god's bullshit brotherhood. ”

"Eat and live together, fight together and bleed together. How many years of friendship can not resist a wish of his surname Gu. He's about to win, and he's actually poisoned the veteran, haha what a fucking shitty sibling. ”

"How many years have I been fighting with the Protoss, and I haven't died of sophistication, but I just ...... Haha, died under the plot of his own brother. ”

Song Wushen laughed wildly as if he was crazy, five thousand years of anger, five thousand years of grudge madness tilted in the sour infinite laughter.

The laughter and cheers were like thunder: "Guess, Xiao, don't you pride yourself on being smart, guess why he is surnamed Gu and poisoned his brother? Hahaha. ”

"We finally defeated the Protoss, and all the human warriors joined forces back then, just to get rid of the guy who thought he was high above and thought he was guiding the development of our human race. How many people have fought bloody battles and died in order to achieve this goal. ”

"Guess how he told me personally!"

Wang Ce was silent, and the hearts of Ji Qianfu and the others were about to jump out. A vague guess is about to come out.

Song Wushen looked at everyone and laughed wildly, but the laughter was more uncomfortable and more pathetic than suffering: "His surname is Gu and he wants to be the emperor." ”

"His surname is Gu, and he actually wants to be an immortal human emperor!"

"His surname is ancient, and he is not as good as the gods. The Protoss is just high up, thinking that he is guiding mankind and making people annoying, but his surname Gu wants to be the eternal ruler of Jiuzhou. ”

Unexpectedly, there is such a secret!

Ji Qianyu and the others gasped, shocked. Wang Ce's face remained unchanged, and his eyes were clear.

Song Wushen laughed sadly and laughed to tears: "Veteran died so unjustly." We're at odds with the Protoss. How many people's blood was shed in vain. ”

Ji Qianfu and the others felt this sadness, and they all felt a little stunned and stumbling in their hearts.

Wang Ce's eyes were warm and calm: "So, a hundred years after the Divine War, you assassinated the Ancient Martial God. ”

Song Wushen's eyes were distracted: "Boss......" Wang Ce's eyes lit up, and he remained silent, Song Wushen said: "Yes, it was the old man who assassinated him." However, the old man was also plotted by him, so he was trapped by the cliff of the end of the world. ”

He suddenly raised his head and said fiercely: "The old man has always suspected that he is not dead, but just fell asleep in some special way. His descendants are still active, as if hoping to revive him. ”

"You don't know that he is the highest cultivator of the three of us. Once he wakes up, no one in Jiuzhou will be able to stop him!"

Song Wushen glanced around, and his eyes full of pain and self-blame touched Ji Qianfu and the others: "The old man just wants to get out of trouble here, kill him, make up for the mistakes he made back then, and completely settle the crisis for Jiuzhou!"

"The old man has spent more than 4,000 years, and finally with the help of a large number of Emperor Wu, he is about to get out of trouble today. ”

Song Wushen's eyes were full of sincerity: "Please help me and help the old man complete the last necessary responsibility!"

The sincere gaze and pathetic emotions made Ji Qianfu and others empathize, touched for a while, and their thoughts were shaken at the same time. The king sighed and was the first to walk towards the white jade......

Wang Ce sighed clearly: "Uncle Wang, if I were you, I would definitely not believe this Song Martial God." ”

"Song Wushen, let's stop here. ”