Gao Wu: My martial arts skills are running away from home every day

Chapter 83 The power of the demonic soldiers, the three great masters battle against the Emperor Wu!

Su Yu looked at the back of Li Xiaoyao walking alone in the system screen.

With a thought in my mind, I ended my viewing.

"If nothing goes wrong, Li Xiaoyao should become famous all over the world in a very short period of time after leaving Lijiacun."

"In this way, Jin Yiwei's attention will all be focused on Li Xiaoyao."

"Oh, by the way, there are those Jianghu people." Su Yu thought of this, and opened the screen of Emperor Wu with a thought, "Those Jianghu warriors, after the birth of Bai Wenpu, were at war with each other, and their strength became worse day by day. In addition, Emperor Wu sent Jin Yiwei to arrest Jianghu warriors..."

"Thinking about it, the entire Jianghu should have been completely silent for a long time."

The screen turns.

Emperor Wu's figure appeared on the screen.

At this time, Emperor Wu was located in a Taoist temple. Outside the Taoist temple, there was a military formation composed of thousands of royal guards and tens of thousands of soldiers.

Thousands of crossbows were pointed in the direction of the Taoist temple. With just one order from Emperor Wu, the rain of arrows could engulf the entire Taoist temple.

At this time, Emperor Wu still held the Blood God Weapon in his hand.

However, both the size of the Blood Divine Weapon and the sense of oppression emanating from it at this time were far from what they could be when Su Yu handed it over to Emperor Wu.

"Old Master Qingfeng, stop resisting fearlessly and surrender obediently."

"I can consider letting go of those disciples under your sect who have no cultivation base."

Emperor Wu was wearing a black dragon robe, with a domineering look between his eyebrows.

The Martial Emperor, who is at the pinnacle of the Grand Master, is the strongest martial artist in the world.

Coupled with the hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers in his hands, the entire world was nothing more than a small quagmire that Emperor Wu could easily smooth over.

View of the breeze.

The Taoist priests were at a loss as to what to do.

Qingfengguan was originally a famous sect, but at this time, there were only a few disciples left.

Among the disciples, many of those with cultivation have been arrested.

And those who have not yet started have already chosen to give up practicing martial arts.

I would rather be an ordinary person than stay in Qingfeng Temple.

At this time, most of the remaining Taoist priests in the temple were already practicing.

At this time, several Taoist priests were persuading an old Taoist.

"Master Guan, we are definitely no match for Emperor Wu."

"Yes, Emperor Wu has a large army, and his own strength is the best in the world. Even if we assassinate Emperor Wu, we will not be able to gain any favor."

"Master Guan, why don't you surrender?"

Old Taoist Qingfeng looked calm as he looked at the panicked expressions of the remaining disciples.

He drank lightly.

"Okay, what does it look like."

"At this point, do you really think that the one sitting on the throne will let us go?"

"We are all warriors, and I am a master, so to that Emperor, we are the best materials for cultivating magic soldiers."

After Qingfeng Lao Dao said these words, he also fell silent.

Since the release of Hundred Arms Pu, Jianghu has been like a calm lake with a huge boulder thrown into it, causing huge waves that can no longer be stopped.

"After the Hundred Weapons Manual was released, countless people in the world fought over a magic weapon."

"Furthermore, in order to feed the demon soldiers, the blood of warriors must be sacrificed to the demon soldiers every day."

"Therefore, those who obtain the magic weapons must spend their lives in constant killing."

After Qingfeng Laodao said this, he paused.He continued: "The so-called Jianghu heroes, well-known and upright people, also exposed their true nature when facing the magic soldiers."

"After all, who wouldn't want a method that can greatly enhance one's own strength without any time required, just by obtaining magic weapons?"

Old Taoist Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh: "Demon soldiers, demon soldiers!..."

"Sometimes I think Emperor Wu is right. In such a world, it would be better to let Emperor Wu conquer it."

The Taoist priests in the audience also fell silent at this time.

But they still stood in front of Qingfeng Laodao and did not leave.

They still wanted Qingfeng Lao Dao to surrender. In this way, even if they were captured, it would be better than dying with ten thousand swords piercing their hearts.

"Master Guan, no matter how much you say, we are still no match for Emperor Wu."

"It's better to surrender. In addition to being a grandmaster, Emperor Wu also has the best demon soldiers in the world at his disposal. We are no match for him."

Old Taoist Qingfeng looked at the Taoist priests in front of him with boundless sadness in his heart.

"Ha...haha, it's in vain that Qingfeng Dao still belongs to the great sect of Jianghu, and it's in vain that I treat you one by one as my disciples. Don't you know what it's like for a master warrior to fall into the hands of Emperor Wu alive?" Qingfeng Taoist suddenly said The maniacal laughter made all the Taoist priests feel cold all over.

They had never seen Qingfeng Lao Dao, who was very good at nourishing qi, looking like this.

"Grandmaster warriors will be imprisoned by Emperor Wu and feed the demon soldiers with blood every day. Grandmasters have extremely strong vitality, so they can only live a life worse than death."

"Even if I die, I will not be captured alive by Emperor Wu!" Old Taoist Qingfeng changed the subject, smiled strangely, and looked at the Taoist priests, "Besides, who said that I, Qingfeng Temple, don't have magic soldiers?"

The next moment, Taoist Qingfeng took out a bloody long knife from the wide sleeves of his robe.

"I will use your lives to sacrifice this magic weapon with blood." Old Taoist Qingfeng's figure flashed, and he was in the realm of a master, as if he was in a no-man's land.

In an instant, all the Taoist priests were killed one by one.

And the bloody scimitar also began to drink the blood of the warriors in Qingfeng Temple.

Qingfeng Laodao felt the increasing power in the bloody scimitar, and there was a feeling of joy in his eyes.

"No wonder there are so many people vying for a magic weapon with a hundred-level military spectrum. Who can refuse such a magic soldier?"

Just as the bloody scimitar drank blood.

From the corner of Qingfengguan, two people walked out.

One person was wearing a black robe and holding a magic weapon sword in his hand.

The other person was wearing bloody red clothes and holding a bloody spear in his hand.

"Old monster Xuan Ming, Blood Devil, you are here." Old Taoist Qingfeng was not surprised at all by the existence of the two of them.

"Old Taoist Qingfeng, you killed your own disciples and grandsons, but you were not merciless at all. You don't show the righteousness of Jianghu at all." Old monster Xuanming said teasingly.

Blood Demon Son said calmly: "Okay, no need to talk nonsense, we three masters are gathered here today just to seize this excellent opportunity."

"Kill that Emperor Wu!"

At this time, Qingfeng looked outside.

Emperor Wu was also impatient with waiting.

He waved his hand to signal the archers to release their arrows.

Suddenly, thousands of arrows rained down into Qingfeng Temple.

At this time, three figures suddenly rushed out of Qingfeng Temple.

The three figures exude astonishing power.

Astonishingly, they are three master warriors!
Emperor Wu was not surprised when he saw this.

"Interesting, do the three masters just want to assassinate me?"

"Okay, just use the blood of these three masters to feed this peerless magic sword in my hand!"

(End of this chapter)