Martial Mythology

In Zhang Yu's view, he called Baggers Big Brother Bagger, but he was giving Baggers face.

Not everyone can be recognized by Zhang Yu, and those who are not recognized by him, he doesn't even bother to look at them.

Baggers was able to get his approval, not because of how powerful Baggers was, but because Baggers had given him advice, which saved him from taking many detours, and at the fastest speed, Raise your own strength to a height that can match your own realm.

This is the reason why he called Big Brother Bag sincerely!

"What a big tone!" The old man said coldly: "I, Jiang Wuxu, will be a hero in the world. It's the first time I've seen someone as arrogant as you!"

Hearing the old man's name, Zhou Huo couldn't help but lose his voice in shock: "It turned out to be Jiang Wuxu!"

According to legend, Jiang Wuxu, who is only one step away from the seven-star Hun Master, is the first person under the lord of the Longevity Palace, and has a great reputation in the entire Changshengtian.

If Baggers is a legend that makes everyone catch up with no hope, then Jiang Wuxu is the first person under the legend.

In the eyes of everyone, Jiang Wuxu is the person closest to the legend. During the years when Baggers was reclusive, his will represented the will of Baggers. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the spokesperson of God. .

"It seems that you are quite famous." Zhang Yu was a little surprised, but then shook his head, "Forget it, for Brother Bag's sake, I won't bully you anymore. As for the ancestor of the Luo family, please ask him to come out and talk to me. Let's meet."

Jiang Wuxu laughed angrily: "Bullying?"

He is a majestic six-star tyrant, and he is the best among the six-star tyrants. Now someone says they don't want to bully him. As if able to bully him.

"You want to see Luo Chen?" Jiang Wuxu stood facing the wind, "Okay, defeat me, and the Longevity Palace will let you in and out."

He has absolute confidence in himself, and he is almost one step away from stepping into the ranks of the seven-star muddy masters.

When Zhang Yu heard it, he thought about it seriously, and then said very seriously: "You said that."

Jiang Wuxu snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!"

After the words fell, before Zhang Yu could make a move, he took the initiative to attack.

The vast will of the Creator instantly filled the surroundings, and the mighty will, interpreting the mystery of good fortune, actually directly pulled Zhang Yu into a world born out of thin air, a world that seemed to be isolated from the world of longevity, in that world , Jiang Wuxu is the master, his will is supreme, and anyone who resists him will submit to his will.

"Where are people?" Nie Wushuang asked nervously.

Zhou Huo shook his head and said, "For such a master, the mystery of good fortune is beyond our cognition."

Nie Wushuang showed a hint of worry on his face: "Master Zhang will not have an accident, will he?"

Zhou Huo was silent for a while, and then said: "Even if Mr. Zhang's strength is not as good as Mr. Jiang Wuxu's, he won't be much worse. Thinking about it, he shouldn't be in danger of his life." But his tone was not very sure.

They couldn't do anything, they could only stand silently outside the barrier of the Longevity Palace and wait quietly.

In the mysterious world of good fortune, Zhang Yu looked very calm and did not show panic at all. On the contrary, Jiang Wuxu's method made him feel quite interesting: "The mysterious good fortune can still be used like this..." Although it is different from the real Nine Compared with the high-level world, there is not a small difference, but it is very close. The most important thing is that this world is more like a world dominated by good fortune, rather than a world ruled by Dao. The foundation of the entire world, even directly transformed into real power, "learned and learned."

He felt that his use of good fortune had improved again.

Although this kind of improvement is not as obvious as training with Baggers, the effect is not bad.

"It seems that you don't have to find a master to practice duels. Weaker Hun masters can also achieve the effect of duel training. Threesomes, there must be my teacher. The ancients never deceived me." Zhang Yu thought.

If Jiang Wuxu knew that he was defined by Zhang Yu as a weaker Hunyu, how would he feel?

Jiang Wuxu didn't know what Zhang Yu was thinking, all he knew was that he was underestimated, and an unknown fire suddenly ignited in his heart: "You dare to be distracted when you are fighting me!"

Jiang Wuxu stretched out his finger, and the area where Zhang Yu was located suddenly collapsed like the sky, the space collapsed, and Zhang Yu was also drawn into the collapsed space, as if he was about to be swallowed by the big mouth of the abyss.

This kind of movement brought Zhang Yu back to his senses. He stepped lightly on the sole of his foot, like a drop of water falling on a calm lake. Ripples spread in all directions with Zhang Yu as the center. At this point, the collapsed space is automatically restored, and it seems to be strengthened again, making it indestructible.

In just a split second, Zhang Yu's surroundings completely recovered, as if nothing had happened.

"Sure enough." Although Jiang Wuxu was a little surprised, he was also psychologically prepared. After all, if Zhang Yu had no strength, how would he dare to provoke the Longevity Palace?

Just when Jiang Wuxu was about to make further moves, he saw an extremely terrifying aura erupting from Zhang Yu's body. The aura made him feel terrified, and he had the illusion of facing death. Before he could react, accompanied by The impact of that breath, a vast will of the Creator, surrounded him, and then deduced the mystery of good fortune, imprisoning him like a stone prison.

At the same time, Zhang Yu's voice sounded in Jiang Wuxu's ears: "It's not rude to come here. Come and try my mystery."

Jiang Wuxu was vaguely aware of Zhang Yu's extraordinary strength, and began to fear in his heart, but it was impossible to just admit cowardly.

He flipped his palm, and a divine sword bursting with radiant divine light appeared in his hand. The next moment, he mobilized the power of the entire creation world, and slashed fiercely at the translucent prison. In an instant, the divine light flourished, Lighting up the entire world of good fortune, the divine sword also exploded with a palpitating power of good fortune, and struck on the prison.

"boom!"

The prison trembled violently a few times, as if it had been violently impacted, and even the entire world of good fortune shook, as if it could not bear the power beyond the limit and was about to collapse.

Unfortunately, the prison was eventually stabilized.

"As expected of a six-star Hun Master." Zhang Yu praised: "Nie Wushuang and Zhou Huo couldn't shake my good fortune prison at all, but you almost broke it directly. It is indeed much stronger. By the way, Nie Wushuang and Zhou Huo Huo is the two people standing behind me just now."

He can basically be sure now that the limit of the good fortune prison is probably barely able to trap six-star muddy riders, and it should have no effect on seven-star muddy riders. It is even possible for six-star muddy riders to work hard regardless of the cost. Break open the prison of good fortune.

Zhang Yu's admiration was heard by Jiang Wuxu, but it made Jiang Wuxu feel humiliated. Comparing him with a four-star and a two-star muddy master, isn't this an insult to him?

His face was ugly, and he was a little surprised: "Who the hell are you?"

He now somewhat believes that Zhang Yu is not lying, because the strength Zhang Yu has shown is too powerful!

The power of the Creation Prison has definitely reached the level of the Seven-Star Hun Master!

There is a huge gap between the six-star muddy masters and the seven-star muddy masters, because only the seven-star muddy masters can be regarded as truly stepping into the class of muddy masters. Such masters are far behind the six-star muddy masters. above.

"Didn't I say that?" Zhang Yu smiled faintly, "I'm barely a friend of Brother Bag. It's just that you don't believe it at all."

Jiang Wuxu was silent. Although he was very aggrieved, he could only change his words: "It was a misunderstanding just now, I'm sorry, I believe it now."

He didn't want to fight anymore, and if he fought again, he would be humiliating himself.

But Zhang Yu said: "We'll talk about this later. For now, let's practice first. When we practiced against Big Brother Bag, we were abused so much that we had no experience. Now we finally have a six-star Yuhun The duel training can’t just end like this. Come on, let’s continue.”

Jiang Wuxu had the urge to vomit blood.

Co-author, this guy suffered a loss in the hands of the Palace Master, so he deliberately came here to seek psychological balance?

"What the hell am I?" Jiang Wuxu was so angry that he greeted Zhang Yu's eighteenth generation ancestors in his heart.

At this time, Zhang Yu withdrew from the good fortune prison, and then used his finger as a sword to leverage the power of the good fortune world, turning the entire sky into a sword. The terrifying sword force made Jiang Wuxu almost suffocate, Jiang Wuxu His expression changed drastically, and he didn't even care about greeting Zhang Yu's ancestors. He hurriedly used good luck to resist the trembling sword.

"boom!"

Jiang Wuxu flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, his body was covered with dense bloody small blood clots, his whole body was stained red with blood, even his long beard was cut off in half.

How can I fight this?

A seven-star Hun master and a six-star Hun master, Jiang Wuxu was directly crushed, completely powerless to fight back.

In the end, the clown was actually me?

"Palace Master, you have hurt me!" Jiang Wuxu wanted to cry but had no tears.

He just took a breath, and the next moment, he felt a terrifying breath again, and his hair stood on end for a while.

"God, can you stop playing with me like this!" Jiang Wuxu panicked.

...

Outside the Longevity Palace, it was quiet, and the world was peaceful.

"Uncle Zhou, Master Zhang and the others haven't come back yet?" Nie Wushuang became more and more worried.

Zhou Huo smiled bitterly: "You ask me, who should I ask?"

In the Palace of Longevity, someone also asked suspiciously: "It's strange, Brother Jiang has been out for so long, why hasn't he come back yet?"

"Is something wrong?"

"Are you kidding! Brother Jiang's strength is second only to the Palace Master, who can beat him?"

"I guess, Brother Jiang is usually bored. Now that he has finally met someone who comes to make trouble, it is naturally impossible to dismiss the matter casually. Brother Jiang may be playing hard."

"It makes sense."

"I don't know who this poor man is, but he happened to hit Brother Jiang's gun. It's just his own bad luck."

Everyone in Changsheng Palace silently sympathized with the provocateur.