Rebirth of the City Immortal Emperor

This young man seemed to have an extraordinary status. His arrival caused a lot of commotion, and countless eyes fell on him, either in awe or envy.

"It is Jiang Wushuang, the first genius of Wujimen, the son of the master of the sect. He is known as the strongest among the young generations of the Three Martial Arts Schools. Ten years ago, he represented Wujimen and won the victory of the younger generation."

"In the three big competitions ten years ago, Jiang Wushuang broke through to the Bigu realm and won the victory of the younger generation in one fell swoop. Now that ten years have passed, his cultivation base has become more and more unfathomable."

"It is rumored that he has reached the pinnacle of Bigu, surpassing many older generations."

"It’s been a long time since I saw Brother Wushuang. The last time I saw his deity was ten years ago. Today, ten years later, I finally saw my male **** again. He is really getting more and more handsome. I really want to be his way. companion!"

"Cut, just rely on you? I want to be Brother Wushuang's Taoist companion. It's almost the same when I go back to have a spring dream. I don't have your wishful thinking. I just want to be a little lover of Brother Wushuang. It's so tall, hehe..."

"Brother Wushuang, I love you! I want to give you a monkey!"

"Ah——! Brother Wushuang!"

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Jiang Wushuang has a great reputation among the young generations of the Three Sects. When he appeared on the stage, he was a lineup of big names and stars. The young disciples of the three sects all gathered around, all excited.

The man's admiration, the woman's face is full of peach blossoms, and she is bold and unrestrained, staring fiercely at Jiang Wushuang.

Handsome, powerful, and distinguished, in the eyes of the younger generation of the three sects, Jiang Wushuang is simply a perfect male god, impeccable.

Faced with such a hot scene, Jiang Wushuang was very calm, with a gentle smile on his face, nodding his head slightly, showing his restraint, and he was obviously used to seeing this kind of scene.

"Brother Jiang!"

However, compared to other people's worship and admiration for Jiang Wushuang, Jiang Qingxue's eyes flashed a little disgust, but her face was still smiling.

For this year's Three Great Competitions, the Changshengmen is the organizer, and Jiang Qingxue, as one of the most outstanding disciples of the Changshengmen, represents the face of the Changshengmen. The visitors are guests, and the basic courtesy is still necessary.

"Sister Lao Qingxue is waiting here, go, let's talk while walking."

Jiang Wushuang smiled warmly, raised his hand slightly, and the handsome faces made many female disciples present could not help sinking in.

He is confident and proud, thinking Jiang Qingxue must be here to welcome him.

After all, Jiang Qingxue is also an outstanding elite disciple among the younger generation of Changshengmen. She has a noble status. Those who can make her come out to meet him in person must be the same prominent generation.

But Jiang Wushuang looked around, and none of these three disciples was qualified to let Jiang Qingxue come out to meet him in person.

As for Zhang Yi, Jiang Wushuang simply ignored it.

Its appearance is not good, its breath is not obvious, it is probably an ordinary disciple of which school!

Not only him, except Jiang Qingxue, everyone else did not notice Zhang Yi's existence.

Although Zhang Yi is like a thunderous in the ancient martial arts world, few people in the hidden powers know about him.

The forces of hermit cultivation have been very detached since ancient times. They think that cultivation is the most authentic way of cultivation, while Guwu is just a declining cultivation system.

Therefore, the forces of hermit cultivation have always looked down upon the ancient martial world, and there was almost no contact between the two over a hundred years ago.

The network of the hermit cultivation force is more advanced and can access the ancient martial arts world, but the ancient martial arts cannot access the network of the hermit cultivation force.

However, the forces of hermit cultivation rarely visit the Internet of the ancient martial arts, and they rarely pay attention to what happened in the ancient martial arts.

Therefore, among the powers of hermit cultivation, few people know Zhang Yi's name, let alone recognize him on the spot, it may be the longevity gate, and there are more people who know Zhang Yi.

"Senior Brother Wushuang and Senior Sister Qingxue stand together, they are like a pair of golden boys and girls!"

"Senior Sister Qingxue must have come out to welcome Senior Brother Wushuang specially. It seems that Senior Brother Wushuang has worked hard for so many years, and finally moved the goddess!"

"Does my Qingxue goddess really want to become someone else's Taoist companion? Hey, but this person is Jiang Wushuang, I have nothing to say."

...

Not only Jiang Wushuang, the other three disciples also felt that Jiang Qingxue came out for Jiang Wushuang, and many people even thought that Jiang Qingxue was moved by Jiang Wushuang, and the two wanted to accomplish good things.

Regarding talent, Jiang Qingxue is no weaker than Jiang Wushuang. The reason why he built the pinnacle of the foundation is because Jiang Qingxue was eight years younger than Jiang Wushuang. If she was given another eight years, she might be able to reach Jiang Wushuang's current height. .

Regarding appearance and temperament, among the young female disciples of the three major sects, Jiang Qingxue is the most well-deserved goddess. There are countless admirers, and even some young masters from other hidden powers are Jiang Qingxue's suitors.

However, among these suitors, Jiang Wushuang is undoubtedly the strongest and the best, and many people also think that they are very right.

Hearing these comments, Jiang Wushuang's smile became even stronger, but the next moment, his expression froze.

"Brother Jiang, you should go ahead. I am here to meet Mr. Zhang."

Jiang Qingxue shook her head slightly and said helplessly.

What she disliked most was Jiang Wushuang's arrogance, self-centeredness, as if the whole world had to revolve around him.

Although Jiang Wushuang was indeed outstanding, he would not be able to stand up to his offensive a long time ago if he was another girl.

It's a pity that Jiang Qingxue doesn't catch a cold to this person, and even because of the other's fierce pursuit, she feels disgusted in her heart.

Jiang Qingxue's words suddenly caused a brief silence in the whole scene, and the young disciples of Sanzong couldn't help being stunned.

"Jiang Qingxue didn't come to meet Jiang Wushuang, but this guy."

"Who is this guy? I even asked Jiang Qingxue to come out to greet him personally. He doesn't look like an extraordinary figure, and he wears clothes that seem to be secular world."

...

After a brief silence, everyone whispered and looked at Zhang Yi with a kind of suspicion.

"Mr. Zhang?"

Jiang Wushuang also froze for a moment, his eyes turned to Zhang Yi.

When seeing Zhang Yi's casual clothes in the secular world, Jiang Wushuang couldn't help showing a scornful smile on his face, and said in a playful tone: "From the secular world?"

The costumes of the hermit powers still retain the traditional ancient style, which is very different from the costumes of the secular world. Although the cultivators may change into the costumes of the secular world when they enter the world, it is only temporary. Once they return to the hermit powers, they will Change back to the original costume.

The ancient martial arts world is still not in the eyes of the arrogant power of hermit cultivation, let alone the secular world, in the eyes of their group of hermits, they are simply ants, and they are not worthy to join them.

"Qingxue, did you come out to meet a secular ant? You are joking with me on purpose!"

Immediately, Jiang Wushuang turned his gaze to Jiang Qingxue again. In fact, what he said just now was not really asking Zhang Yi, it was just a joke.

Because in his eyes, the ants of the secular world are not worthy to talk to him, so he quickly turned to ask Jiang Qingxue.

"Brother Jiang, please pay attention to your words, Mr. Zhang is not an ordinary person! He is also a distinguished guest of my longevity door!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingxue couldn't help covering her pretty face with a thin layer of anger, staring at Jiang Wushuang slightly, her tone a little cold.

While on the border of Myanmar, he witnessed Zhang Yi tie up his master with a formation method, and personally set up the long-lost spirit gathering formation. Jiang Qingxue had already regarded Zhang Yijing as a human being in her heart, and Zhang Yi treated them both as a teacher and apprentice. With the kindness of pointing, Jiang Qingxue's sense of respect in her heart is even greater.

Jiang Qingxue was naturally angry when Jiang Wushuang was so scornful of Zhang Yi.

"Heh! Not ordinary people? Or your distinguished guests of the Longevity Gate? When did your Longevity Gate go with the secular world?"

Seeing Jiang Qingxue actually speaking to herself like this, Jiang Wushuang's expression couldn't help but sink.

You know, Jiang Qingxue used to have a distance from herself, but she still had a good attitude.

But now, the woman he likes is angry with him for a secular ant, which makes Jiang Wushuang very upset.

He is an extremely proud and conceited person. At the age of thirty-two, he has reached the pinnacle of Binggu, surpassing many elder masters. Now he is not as good as a secular ant?

"You!" Jiang Qingxue couldn't help being even more angry when she heard it.

Jiang Wushuang's words even despised the longevity gate.

Indeed, since Wujimen's victory ten years ago and occupying a large amount of resources, Wujimen's power has become stronger and stronger. On the other hand, Changshengmen has been on a decline in recent years, and it has been the bottom of the three sects. The presence.

"Our hermit cultivation forces have always been detached from the outside world, how can they interact with the muddy world of the world?"

"For the sake of an ant in the secular world, I have been angry with Senior Brother Wushuang, Senior Sister Qingxue has passed away, no matter what, our three sects have been friendly neighbors for so many years."

"But the ants of the secular world, how unusual can it be?"

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The three disciples at the scene couldn't help but talk, and they were very puzzled by Jiang Qingxue's attitude and had some criticisms.

"It seems that everyone is very curious about the earth-shattering identity of this child from the secular world. Well, let's talk about it, is it a descendant of the head of a country, or is it from the so-called top ten sects of the ancient martial arts?"

Hearing these comments, Jiang Wushuang's momentum became more vigorous, and he looked at Zhang Yi with a nice and leisurely attitude, and said jokingly.

"Jiang Wushuang, Mr. Zhang is..."

Jiang Qingxue couldn't see it and couldn't help but want to say Zhang Yi's identity, but before he finished speaking, Zhang Yi waved and interrupted.

"Why say more, lead the way ahead!"

Zhang Yi smiled faintly and motioned to Jiang Qingxue.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even glance at Jiang Wushuang. Although this man's talent was indeed good, he was nothing but Err in the eyes of the King of the Top.

"Stop for me! Boy, are you deaf? Didn't you hear my son talking to you?"

Seeing Zhang Yi actually ignoring himself, Jiang Wushuang was taken aback for a moment, then furious, and directly probing his hand to grab Zhang Yi's shoulder.

"Snapped--!"

However, the next moment, Jiang Wushuang suddenly felt black in front of him, and then his face seemed to be hit by a piece of iron, his whole body flew out, blood and teeth spurted out.

"Want to talk to me? Call your parents to come!"