Chapter 178 One Thousand Nine Hundred Years

Yang Wudi watched everything that happened to the great prince like watching a play.

He could only say that it was wonderful.

But this was someone else's private matter, and he would not interfere.

After all, Catfish Saint would be a great helper to him.

No matter how many means those two Second Realm Divine Bridge masters had, it would be useless if they were not strong enough.

Strength is the kingly way, and all conspiracy means are not worth mentioning in front of strength.

However, Yang Wudi's brows suddenly frowned.

His eyes looked at the sky in the distance.

Yang Jingyan followed his gaze.

A strong pressure came from far away and quickly attacked. The first thing that appeared was a three-pronged knife with flowing purple, crabapple and dazzling white.

This long knife alone swept the entire Yang Family Mountain Range.

"Who!"

Yang Wudi shouted, stood up in an instant, and rushed forward with endless flames and a spear.

Extremely dangerous law power!

Yang Wudi did not dare to underestimate the enemy. If he did not take this blow, the entire Yang Family might be destroyed.

"Boom--"

Two forces collided in the sky.

The power was so great that almost half of the area under the jurisdiction of this king's palace felt the vibration.

Numerous mountains collapsed.

A figure retreated at a high speed, shot out backwards, and crashed through several mountains.

"Brother!"

Yang Jingyan was shocked.

"Young Master!"

Catfish Saint also shouted, and at this moment he didn't care about killing Wang Dian and Bi Shichen, and hurried to dig Yang Wudi.

The main reason was that he was scared silly by the previous blow.

What kind of awesome thing is this?

After the light and dust dissipated, a figure was revealed.

Jiang Mu, holding a three-pointed double-edged sword, stepped into the air and landed beside Wang Teng and Bi Shichen.

At this moment, Jiang Mu, who had always been indifferent, couldn't help but tremble all over.

He looked at the familiar figure in front of him.

Although his face was more mature, it was generally unchanged.

None of the cultivators around dared to come forward.

Wang Teng looked up, wanting to see who dared to break into the Yang family.

Then he was stunned.

"You..."

Wang Teng opened his mouth wide, not caring about coughing up blood.

He twisted his body, trying to wake up Bi Shichen.

But Bi Shichen lay there quietly.

Jiang Mu had already come to the two of them step by step, with the three-pointed double-edged knife stuck in the ground.

"Old Wang... Old Bi..."

"I found you."

Jiang Mu squatted down, first supporting Wang Teng, and his spiritual power surged, trying to save his last breath.

"It's useless, the origin is exhausted, the soul is broken..."

Wang Teng smiled bitterly.

"No, how could it be..."

Jiang Mu didn't believe it, and took out a handful of pills and poured them into Wang Teng's mouth.

But the replenished energy was far slower than the dissipation.

"How can it be useless? What kind of broken pill is this!"

Then Jiang Mu helped Bi Shichen up again, trying to wake him up.

"Shichen, open your eyes and look, I'm Brother Jiang, I'm here to save you!"

"Open your eyes and look!"

Jiang Mu's spiritual power rushed into Bi Shichen's body.

But he would not receive a reply.

"Brother Jiang, it's really you, I thought I was dreaming."

Wang Teng was also on his deathbed. He pulled Jiang Mu's clothes and stared at Jiang Mu, unwilling to look away.

"It's a pity that Shichen can't see your heroic figure, Brother Jiang. Just now he was still muttering that he missed you and Brother Kun very much."

Wang Teng's mouth curled up, as if he was smiling.

"Old Wang, hold on, I'll find someone to save you!"

"Jiang Ling, Jiang Ling!"

Jiang Mu shouted, and Jiang Ling sighed behind him: "Even the Alchemy Saint Master can't save him."

"His life has been cut off, and he is holding on by willpower."

"What a shitty Alchemy Saint Master, he can't even save one person..."

Jiang Mu hugged Bi Shichen with one hand and Wang Teng with the other.

Only the body that couldn't stop trembling told Jiang Mu's mood at the moment.

Jiang Ling was helpless and took out some high-grade elixirs to feed Wang Teng, forcibly retaining his life.

"Brother Jiang, it's great to see you alive before I die."

"I said how could you die... Wang Teng smiled foolishly, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"If possible, Brother Jiang, you must avenge us, that damn catfish saint, and the damn Yang Wudi who intervened halfway."

"Of course... cough cough... Brother Jiang, if you can't beat it, run away quickly, but don't die again. "

"And Brother Kun, he is in the Jiyuan Domain, still waiting for you..."

Wang Teng's voice became weaker, and his breath gradually faded.

Jiang Mu remained silent, just hugged the two of them closer.

Wang Teng still had a lot to say to Jiang Mu, but he knew that time was running out.

Many things are left unsaid.

Finally, Wang Teng's expression became calm.

"Brother Jiang, how many years have we not seen each other?"

Wang Teng asked.

"One thousand nine hundred years."

"Almost two thousand years, it's really a long time..."

Wang Teng murmured, "Brother Jiang, you must be a quasi-saint now, right? So powerful..."

"Hongchen Patriarch once said that we all have the potential to be quasi-saints. Now it seems that she may have made a mistake. "

"If only I and Shichen were as good as you, Brother Jiang, wouldn't many things have happened..."

"I, Wang Teng, will eventually die..."

Listening to Wang Teng's whispers, Jiang Mu finally accepted the reality.

"Old Wang, among all the Wang Tengs I know, you are the most respectable one..."

Jiang Mu smiled miserably.

"That's it, that's pretty good..."

Wang Teng's eyelids drooped, and his last bit of strength seemed to have been exhausted.

"Brother Jiang... don't... let Brother Kun... wait... for too long, the future... and accidents..."

Wang Teng's lips stopped moving, and his unfinished words stopped abruptly.

Luck is so amazing.

At the last moment, Wang Teng, who was despairing, found comfort in his heart.

There is no need for God to play tricks on people like this.

It's just a pity that we will meet again in this way.

Jiang Mu hugged the two bodies, bowed his head and remained silent, but endless sadness spread out, and the whole area seemed to be immersed in cold murderous intent.

"Alas, my condolences."

Jiang Ling stood by.

He could also see that Jiang Mu had a deep relationship with these two people.

It's just that he is a little awkward, calling Jiang Mu and Brother Jiang, and there is Kun Li waiting for him?

He actually used someone else's name...

But Jiang Ling knew that now was not the time to study this in detail.

And when Jiang Mu shot the Yang family with his sword just now, the momentum and coercion really made him palpitate.

This strength...

At this time, Yang Wudi flew back with Catfish Saint and Yang Jingyan.

At the same time, all the information about the Yang family came out and they came here.

As well as those who heard the sound and gathered around the boundary of the Yang family to join in the fun.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with monks.

They recognized Jiang Mu and Jiang Ling, the saints of Dongwang Teng.

However, some ancestors of the Yang family narrowed their pupils when they looked at the three-pronged two-edged knife inserted next to Jiang Musheng.

Wang Teng also stepped into the sky, looking a little embarrassed.

He was very depressed when he was beaten back by Jiang Mu before, and he thought he had met a saint. 33 novel network

It turned out to be Dong Wang Teng's genius, the quasi-sage.

But why is there such a big difference in strength...

Yang Wudi quickly understood that he had been tricked by Jiang Mu.

Then why did he lose to himself and then suddenly come to the Yang family today?

Now, after seeing Jiang Mu's weapons clearly, Yang Wudi also remembered everything that had happened in the Lower Domain.

The Yang family was hunting down the monk in linen clothes who had not shown up for hundreds of years.

It turned out to be Dong Wang Teng Tianjiao.

"Brother Mai!"

An ancestor of the Yang family couldn't help shouting that his son was killed by Jiang Mu.

However, no one dared to act rashly.

Now Jiang Mu is the proud king of the East.

How they would act next, they could only depend on Yang Wudi's plan.

Yang Wudi also knew this, so he said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Kun, why are you like this?"

"I don't care if you are the Mai Yi monk who was once hunted by my Yang family, but it has been so long, and you have let go of what you should let go of. My Yang family didn't say anything more."

"But if you want to compare notes, you don't have to do this."

But then he saw Jiang Mu hugging the two monks from the previous world calamity, so he changed his words and said, "Are these two your friends?"

"They are monks from the Heaven and Earth Tribulation Alliance..."

The implication is that he deserves to be killed.

"hehe……"

Jiang Mu raised his head, the smile was no longer on his face, and he was exuding cold murderous intent.

"So they will die, and Catfish Saint can stand by your side intact?"

"It's just that they are weak, it's just that Catfish Saint is more useful, it's just that they are not chosen."

Jiang Mu stood up, light bloomed in front of him, and put the bodies of Wang Teng and Bi Shichen into the small world. Then he picked up the three-pointed two-edged knife standing on the side, pointing the tip at Yang Wudi.

"Today, I will kill you!"

This was promised to Wang Teng.

Looking back at the past, there was more separation and less gathering.

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