Looking at Zhang Wuliang's figure rushing straight towards the entrance of the cave and fleeing frantically, Bai Wujian drew his sword and dodged to follow.

Wang Xiaotao's face had no expression, she stood barefoot with her hands, a very thin golden light flashed between her eyes, she raised her right hand, and the sleeves embroidered with countless butterflies naturally slipped off, but she was stuck by a string of gold chun, revealing only a small half of her white arm.

Wang Xiaotao raised his arm, opened his palm to Zhang Wuliang's gradually distant back, tilted his head slightly, slowly pressed down with his palm, and gently spit out the word 'town'.

A huge golden palm appeared at the entrance of the cave with a faint light, the fingers of that palm were Qianqian Manruo, and there was an extremely delicate golden lotus flower on the back of the hand, no matter from which angle it was a beautiful and huge, extremely ornamental hand.

The whole hand was bigger than the entire cave entrance, and it slowly pressed down with supreme majesty and momentum, and with just one face, it blocked all of Zhang Wuliang's escape routes.

There is no room for mercy, benevolence and determination.

Caught off guard, Zhang Wuliang was like a moth in a net, he was hit to the ground by this huge palm, and rolled on the ground in embarrassment for more than a dozen consecutive laps before stopping.

Bai Wuji's sword immediately followed, and with a single sword, Zhang Wuliang's chest was deeply pierced to the ground.

The cool breeze blew, and Bai Wujian stepped on the hilt of the sword that was pierced in his senior brother's heart, and lowered his eyes to look at Zhang Wuliang's eyes that were still unbelievable.

One by one, the past rushed towards Zhang like a tide, grabbing his throat, making his chest burst, and his heart was dripping blood as if he had been twisted, and he could hardly breathe.

He thought of the sword he used to ask for the sword hand in hand with his junior brother, thought of the warm tea making in winter, thought of the bamboo forests they walked through together on Wuliang Mountain, thought of them climbing high and looking far away, playing chess pieces together, thought of the wind blowing in his face, thought of the pot of cold and hot, unfinished wine, and thought of a lot.

But what was in front of him now was Bai Wuji's extremely cold eyes, and the cold sword that pierced his heart and pierced his heart.

Why, why, why!

In Zhang Wuliang's desperate and confused eyes, Bai Wujian summoned another sword, and with one sword, it blinded Zhang Wuliang's eyes, and the severe pain pierced Zhang Wuliang's entire head.

He grew up on the Wuliang Mountain, and he had never had such heartache and injury, he subconsciously opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, and as if he wanted to let out a scream that came out of the cave and shook the heavens and the earth.

The long white beard flew in the wind, his face was expressionless, and he raised another sword, and with one sword, it cut Zhang Wuliang's neck.

The wound was deep and visible to the bone, and a large amount of blood spurted out, staining Zhang Wuliang Dao Bone Immortal Wind's Dao robe and his snow-white lining.

"Senior brother, you really shouldn't have eaten so many immeasurable whitebait."

With a fluttering beard, Bai Wujian sighed, stepped on Zhang Wuliang's chest, and remembered that Zhang Wuliang had occupied the entire mountain in order to ascend.

This immeasurable silverfish was raised by Wang Xiaotao with blood, and the immeasurable silverfish with one tail and one drop of golden divine blood were eaten into Zhang Wuliang's stomach in this way.

When Zhang Wuliang didn't know, Wang Xiaotao had already had a better insight into his physical condition than himself.

Now Zhang Wuliang wants to disobey the original agreement with Wang Xiaotao and secretly hide his sword and soar.

Wang Xiaotao naturally did not allow it.

Zhang Wuliang was blind in both eyes, spitting blood from his mouth, but he was still holding the immeasurable sword that accompanied him day and night, like holding the last straw, and kept swinging wildly around him.

He wanted to say something, or curse, but his neck had been severed, revealing most of the broken flesh, bones, and trachea, and he didn't say anything.

There was a dead silence in the cave.

Bai Wujian and Wang Xiaotao listened to Zhang Wuliang's breath that was weaker and weaker, listened to the blood spurt that gradually became smaller and slower, and watched Zhang Wuliang's blood spread across the grass and flow into Wuliang Bitan, slowly dyeing Bitan into a red pool, like jade blood.

The sky at the entrance of the cave was sprinkled on Zhang Wuliang's pale face, and Zhang Wuliang, the sect leader of the Infinite Sword Sect, fell today, and he didn't blink an eye.

At the moment of his death, he still couldn't understand why he died.

Before he died, he didn't even leave a last word.

With the rotation of his fingers, Wang Xiaotao put Zhang's immeasurably dim soul into his palm, and looked at this dim soul that did not have any soul color with great interest, "Sword cultivation and sword refining body, this divine soul is really weak, it is not as good as ordinary loose cultivation, it is really in vain for the immeasurable sect master." ”

After speaking, Wang Xiaotao threw Zhang Wuliang's soul to Bai Wujian like a ball, Bai Wujian cautiously protected this extremely fragile soul in the palm of his hand, and touched this depressed soul that had lost his mind with pity.

"Since you went to the Infinite Sword Sect, I knew that Senior Brother would not be willing to obey orders, he was obsessed with swordsmanship and was extremely conceited, but sometimes he couldn't even remember what he said or did, he only knew that he did it from his heart, which was actually a rare big confusion."

Bai Wujian smiled and put this soul in his sleeve.

Wang Xiaotao was alone and immeasurable, and visited the Infinite Sword Sect as a Fuyao Niangniang, and the person who accompanied her at that time was Bai Wuji, the head of the Infinite Sword Sect.

Fuyao Niangniang promised to inject a huge amount of money into the Infinite Sword Sect and change the fortunes of the Infinite Sword Sect, but she also put forward a rather embarrassing condition.

That's a late bloomer.

Under Bai Wuji's recommendation, Wang Xiaotao made an alliance with Zhang Wuliang, who was most likely to fly away from the Boundless Sword Sect.

From now on, Fuyao Niangniang will be responsible for fifty percent of the expenses of the Infinite Sword Sect, and the Infinite Sword Sect can use this opportunity to expand infinitely and recruit better sword cultivators, or use the money of Fuyao Niangniang to acquire a large number of heavenly and earthly treasures.

Cultivating a sword cultivator costs a lot of money, not to mention these tens of millions of sword cultivators.

The finances of the Infinite Sword Sect have always been a little stretched, so they still welcome Wang Xiaotao very much.

But in exchange for this, the sect master of the Boundless Sword Sect, Zhang Wuliang, was temporarily not allowed to become an immortal.

Wang Xiaotao is not allowed to become an immortal, but a late immortal.

Before getting Wang Xiaotao's permission, Zhang Wuliang was not allowed to become an immortal.

If there is any problem in it, Fuyao Niangniang can help him solve it.

There is a thunderstorm, Fuyao Niangniang helped you, the spiritual power skyrocketed, Fuyao Niangniang helped you collect it.

If you are short of money, Fuyao Niangniang will send it to you, if you are in danger, Fuyao Niangniang will help you solve it.

As long as you become an immortal late, everything is negotiable.

Wang Xiaotao asked, "How are you going to explain this?" ”

Bai Wujian took out a dozen talismans in his hand, it seemed that he had already thought about it, "Senior brother, he has achieved great Taoist success, cultivation is complete, today he fought with Ciyun, he has a deep understanding, and finally crossed the catastrophe, but the way of heaven is not blessed, he died of the catastrophe, the ashes are gone, and the bones are gone, and the Infinite Sword Sect will wear filial piety for the senior brother for three years to show his grief."

Our generation will take my senior brother as a model, inherit the legacy of my senior brother, and follow closely behind, fighting with people, fighting with the sky, and fighting immeasurably. ”

Wang Xiaotao raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Bai Wuji, and rarely smiled, "A sword idiot like him, even if he breaks through the sky and becomes an immortal, what's the use?"

"When I go to Heaven, I'm afraid it's just another cave and practicing swordsmanship alone, and after becoming an immortal, he is also high, turning a deaf ear to the suffering of the world, saying that he is a mortal becoming a god, and his current mentality is no longer a mortal."

What Wang Xiaotao hates the most is those high immortal gods.

Wang Xiaotao walked to Wang Fuyao, who was still unconscious and fell to the ground, her voice was slightly cold, her attitude was contemptuous, she stepped on the blood-soaked grass step by step, but it was not clean, and she had already put on a pair of white plain cloth shoes between walking.

"Master Bai, no, now I should call you Bai Wuliang, Bai Sect Master, right, the contract between us continues, I can give you any support from the Infinite Sword Sect, and my condition is still - Late Immortal."

The Infinite Sword Sect has a rule that if the Infinite Sword Sect Sect Master falls, then the head of the Infinite Sword Sect will automatically replace the position of the Infinite Sword Sect Sect Master, and the two will be one, leading the entire Infinite Sword Sect and the sword path of the world.

When Wang Xiaotao went up the mountain for the first time, Zhang Wuliang was high above, and Bai Wujian hung his head and sleeves down.

She was clearly talking to the supreme sect master of the Boundless Sword Sect and making requests, but Zhang Wuliang just shirked the matter to Bai Wuji, and she played with the gift given to him by Wang Xiaotao nonchalantly, with a casual look and no care.

He has always been like this for people who don't know swordsmanship, and he doesn't care about it

Just by a glance, Wang Xiaotao knew that Bai Wujian was obedient on the surface, but he was actually ambitious.

This person could never be willing to live under others for a long time.

It's also fun to kill brothers.

"You must remember, I am not not going to let you become immortals, I just want you to wait, wait. You are luckier than Zhang Wumei, and now, it won't be too long before you can soar.

"Three years at most, and the opportunity to ascend will come.

"Sect Master Bai, don't go back to the past."

Wang Xiaotao bent down, hugged Wang Fuyao horizontally, stepped into the air step by step, and walked away.

Behind her, the head of the Infinite Sword Sect, Bai Wuji, no, it should be said that the sect leader Bai Wujian turned the palm of his right hand inward, put it on his heart, bowed down slightly, and said goodbye to Fuyao Niangniang, "Mortals will die." ”

After Wang Xiaotao left, the dark purple Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder burst in, and the huge thunder tribulation slashed towards Wuliang Mountain, accompanied by earth-shattering thunder, more than a dozen thick silver snakes spit out lightning and tongues of fire, colliding and intertwining with each other, and pounced on Wuliang Mountain with a force of ten thousand jun, tearing the entire sky.

Shaking the heavens and the earth, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains, the sword immortals are exhausted, the world is amazed, it seems that the immeasurable sword sect has a Taoist friend to cross the catastrophe, and he intends to soar.

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