The puppet broadsword slashed at the Xuanwu Phantom behind Zhao Wujiang.

"Phew!"

A long voice resounded, like a flood bell and a big lu, and the air around him trembled.

Wang Yuan had also taken a spear to shoot at Wang Cheng, and the sound of gold and iron colliding sounded.

The world in Zhao Wujiang's eyes turned gray in an instant, and two lights and shadows were tossing and turning not far away, it was Wang Cheng and Wang Yuan.

Qin Zheng in front of him was also shrouded in a halo at this moment, and there was a red and black intertwined causal line under his feet, spreading over.

Zhao Wujiang was slightly stunned, this causal line represented that he had a blood feud with Qin Zheng.

I. When did this land immortal of the Qin clan have such a cause and effect? He stared at Qin Zheng, who was playing the piccolo at this moment, surrounded by the melodious and solemn flute.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes swept over the crowd fleeing in all directions without a trace, and he was half relieved to see that Wang Xi had stepped out of the Wang clan's land.

He whispered in his mouth: "Calling for wind and rain, scattering beans into soldiers!"

The rain of heaven is like a call, and it is sprinkled on the world in an instant.

The bean-sized rain poured down, Qin Zheng's brows furrowed, and the sound of the piccolo was muffled by the sound of the crackling rain.

"I didn't expect that your attainments in the first art path are so profound." Qin Zheng put down the piccolo, the rain continued to slide down his cheeks, dripping down his chin in a line, he wiped a handful of rain, and said with a smile:

"I've heard of you, Zhao Wujiang.

Now that I see you, I realize that you really have a great relationship with Zhao Changyuan, and the eyebrows between you are too similar. You should be his heir, right?"

Zhao Wujiang's face was expressionless, the yin and yang in his eyes were up and down, the rain was falling around him, the cold wind was like a knife, and waves rose in his heart, Zhao Changyuan, his father's name.

But the next moment, he felt his heart beat faster, and a feeling of extreme danger swept through his body.

Then, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, as if he had been hit hard, and his cultivation was unloaded a lot at this moment.

Qin Zheng didn't know when he took out a small drum the size of a palm, the drum surface was silver and white, and the drum body was blood red.

He looked at Zhao Wujiang with a smile and gently slapped the small drum, the drum roared and trembled, which was in line with the rhythm of Zhao Wujiang's heartbeat at the moment.

He made a trick just now, first breaking Zhao Wujiang's mind, and then the drum beat took advantage of the weakness to defeat Zhao Wujiang.

The power of the land immortals is extraordinary.

"The person who killed Zhao Changyuan, the old man sent him, he, he still wants to go into hiding, what a bullshit doctor, hehe." Qin Zheng shook his head and smiled, the rhythm of the drum beating in his hand accelerated.

"Cause and effect, slash!"

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were surging with yin and yang, and he snorted angrily.

This is the causal skill that he is rewarded by the system in the territory of Kunlun.

The wind and rain were like injections, turning into a heavenly knife flowing with flowing water, and slashed down suddenly, slashing in the air between him and Qin Zheng.

Then, Zhao Wujiang spurted out another mouthful of blood, but at the moment the corners of his mouth raised a smile, and the rain washed his red and bloodstained cheeks.

Qin Zheng frowned, and suddenly beat the drum, the drum sound was crisp, but Zhao Wujiang was indifferent, his heart trembled, and a liuqin appeared in his hand and began to play.

The sound of the piano sounded in his ears, turning into a green glow, shooting towards Zhao Wujiang.

"Bang!"

The light pierced through Zhao Wujiang's body, piercing through the beams of the palace behind him.

With a bang, the palace collapsed, raising billowing smoke and dust in the rain, and then covered by the rain.

"You" Qin Zheng couldn't believe it, why was his attack ineffective against Zhao Wujiang?

At the same time, lines of words appeared in Zhao Wujiang's yin and yang eyes.

[Congratulations to the host, get Memory Fragment X1.]

Notes: Father who fell off a cliff]

Then a mysterious aura spread out in Zhao Wujiang's eyes and melted into his mind.

Memories were surging, he shook his head fiercely, raised his hand to the air beside him and made a pumping motion, a bronze long sword was pulled out by him, his sword body pointed obliquely at Qin Zheng, and said in a deep voice:

"You shouldn't have told me!

Originally, I just wanted to delay more time, but now, I want your life!"

Qin Zheng looked at Zhao Wujiang, whose momentum had risen suddenly, and although he was vigilant in his heart, he still sneered:

"What about a land immortal who has only ascended to the first order, and what about the monstrous momentum? What are you going to do to fight the third-order gods!"

"Xunzi Blow! Call for rain!"

Behind Zhao Wujiang, the Xuanwu phantom like a heavenly dome appeared, he turned a deaf ear, and roared, the wind and rain around him howled, and he whined angrily: "Calling for wind and rain, wind and rain become angry!"

The rain poured down, hovering in mid-air, and in a breath, it turned into a giant of heavenly rain more than 100 feet tall.

Behind Zhao Wujiang, the Xuanwu Phantom Shadow of the Heavenly Martial Arts escaped under the heavenly dome, merging into the tangible Heavenly Rain Giant, making him more and more condensed, exuding an icy aura all over his body, as if he wanted to freeze everything in heaven and earth.

The ice-blue Heavenly Rain Giant roared at the same time as Zhao Wujiang, "The rain god is angry!"

"Roar! Hum "

The giant roared at Qin Zheng.

The trembling sound shook all directions, and the surrounding palaces and pavilions of the Wang family began to shatter one after another, and the sound waves shattered the house wood, hitting Qin Zheng's heart in front of him.

Qin Zheng wanted to resist, but he was horrified to find that the invisible sound waves around him urged the rain waves to hit him from all directions, and he had nowhere to hide or hide.

"Bang" His left arm was overwhelmed, and he was the first to turn into a blood mist in the sky.

He was furious in his heart, and he groaned in his mouth: "Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu!"

Then his right arm slammed into the rain curtain in front of him, like hammering a big drum.

"Boom!"

The sound broke through the rain curtain and dispersed, and also broke the power of part of the sound waves of Zhao Wujiang's celestial technique "Rain God Fury".

"Poof"

Qin Zheng suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, clutching the broken part of his left arm, his breath was sluggish, his heart was frightened, and he kept muttering:

"Why? Why would you be so strong you though. You're only a beginner, why?"

Zhao Wujiang collapsed, kneeling on one knee on the palace, supporting Liang Mu with both hands, not letting himself fall, he took a sip, and took out a mouthful of warm red blood:

"You know a hammer, in history, every peerless person is the protagonist of that part of the book!

I, Zhao Wujiang, am the protagonist of this Tang history!

Do you know what a protagonist is?"

He let out a wild laugh, pressed his hands on the beams, and his body shot out like cannonballs.

"Bang!"

He directly hit Qin Zheng, who was weak and weak.

Then he rode on Qin Zheng's body, pinching Qin Zheng's neck and shaking violently: "What is Daddy's Daddy's name?

Daddy's dad is called grandpa!

Sun Tzu, Zhao Changyuan is my father!"

The bronze long sword appeared in mid-air, was clenched by his hands, and suddenly thrust into the head of the third-order land god Qin Zheng.

"Bang!"

A huge force struck him in the chest, and his figure flew upside down, falling the ruins, blood gushing down his mouth and nose.

Wang Cheng's figure appeared beside Qin Zheng, covered in bloodstains, his hair was messy, and he was holding Wang Yuan, who was sluggish.

"Brother Zheng, you really disappointed me, you all let me down" Wang Cheng sighed and shook his head, and threw Wang Yuan down, Wang Yuan snapped and smashed on the broken wood under him, blood flowing.

"You sent your eldest brother, it's too much" Wang Cheng sneered at Qin Zheng, and then slowly walked towards Zhao Wujiang, who fell on top of the broken wall, and sighed with a smile:

"Zhao family boy, you are so strong and said it earlier, wouldn't it be good for the old man to marry Xi'er to you directly?

Okay now, make a feud, right?

Alas, it can't be used by me, damn it!

If you offend me, you have no way to live!"

The rain continued to wash away, and there was already a bloodstain under Zhao Wujiang's feet, and the Xuanwu phantom slowly lifted him up, he got up with difficulty, tilted his head, his eyes narrowed, and in the pupil of his left eye, the vortex of yin and yang rotated rapidly.

Then he smiled weakly:

"I'm the main character, silly dog!"

(End of chapter)