The most powerful system in history

Chapter 303 Face-Slapping Ben's Sect Leader Is Too Powerful
Before the breath, the Nine Cauldron Sect was just a Turtle Sect with a range of only a thousand miles.

But when the golden thread moves, it will open up [-] li in an instant.

This time the scene was very embarrassing, and the dozen or so void portals became quiet after that.

And some sounds, the quieter they are, the louder they are.

"clap clap"

The sound of face slapping is endless.

If you are a kind-hearted person, you should take the initiative to skip over at this time and give those guys a step down.

But this question doesn't even need to be asked, because Wu Liang is definitely not such a person.

It is Wu Liang's style to lift which pot is not open, and to sprinkle salt on the wound.

"Look, everyone, this is the scope of my new mountain gate of the Nine Cauldron Sect."

"Hey, before you said how many thousands of miles is a qualified sixth-rank force."

"Oh, I just remembered, [-] miles, right? Anything below [-] miles is a counterfeit. It seems that I have passed the Jiudingzong."

It wasn't enough for Wu Liang to slap the face, he also sent a map cannon to all the sixth-rank forces in the four ancient states.

Now apart from his Nine Cauldron Sect, there really isn't a sixth-rank faction with a mountain gate beyond [-] miles, not even the Ten Thousand Immortals League.

"Hey, bitch, did you accidentally injure a friendly army?"

In the corner, the Ten Thousand Immortals League who was accidentally injured protested weakly.

At this time, the forces behind the dozen or so void portals finally woke up from the bewildered state of being swollen.

Although they were beaten in the face, these people are still very strong.

Soon, they thought of another attack point.

Behind one of the empty water mirrors, a slightly smacking voice came.

"Sect Master Wu has a good technique. The golden thread moves ninety thousand miles, and the momentum is very majestic. It's just a pity..."

"What a pity?"

Wu Liang suddenly became interested, and he didn't continue to move, but stared at the dozen or so portals, and the idea of ​​awarding them little red flowers became more and more determined in his heart.

Such a good show, where can I find it?

It's not enough to get hit on the left cheek, and you plan to send the right cheek?

"It's a pity that your Nine Cauldron Sect's background is still too shallow. Although the mountain gate is big, it is like an empty shell with ostentatious appearance. It doesn't have the appearance that a sixth-rank power should have."

"That's right, what's the use of the mountain gate? Poor is poor."

"That's right, look at those pitiful buildings, my suzerain is worried for your Jiuding sect."

"But you can't blame the head of Wu, after all, the background is still too low."

……

Hearing these taunts, Wu Liang laughed even more happily.

If it wasn't for the reverse effect later on, Wu Liang would probably have burst out laughing.

"This shot is going to be a blast, and it's thanks to these guys who send their faces to the countryside!"

After Wu Liang said this in his heart, he finally couldn't help cooperating.

There was a look of doubt on purpose on his face, and after facing those void portals, a group of forces from the three ancient states who were trying to slap the Nine Cauldrons in the face spoke up.

"Oh, so what do you guys think, what kind of sect's appearance is considered shabby?"

As soon as Wu Liang said this, he immediately gave those forces an excuse to show off.

Immediately, behind the water mirrors, the brilliance flickered.

"Om~"

"Look at my Tiejia Mountain Villa, Hantie Yanwu Dojo, the best in Kunzhou!"

As soon as the words fell, a Martial Arts Dojo emerged in the water mirror, layer upon layer, cast by thousands of years of cold iron, majestic and awe-inspiring, it seems that it is indeed breathtaking.

In contrast, the sword dojo of the Nine Cauldron Sect is indeed a bit shabby.

Among the crowd, many monks obviously knew where this so-called Iron Armor Villa was.

"Iron Armor Villa, the new sixth-rank force in Kunzhou, is rumored to be the inheritance of an ancient sect. I didn't expect to have such a method of casting tools. It's amazing. This time, Jiuding is always going to be slapped in the face. "

"It is rumored that in order to build this kind of iron-blooded martial arts dojo, Tiejia Villa spent a hundred years collecting cold iron, and another hundred years of casting, so that such a scene appeared."

As if hearing everyone's exclamation, a mocking sound came from inside the water mirror.

"Master Wu, let's not talk about anything else. In this mere dojo, the noble sect is no different from a beggar. I don't think it's better not to call it the Jiuding sect, but to call it the Jiuqiong sect."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden "shua", and everyone's eyes fell on Wu Liang.

In the eyes of everyone, Wu Liang could not escape this time.

Forging a dojo, unlike expanding the territory, you can use some mysterious methods, you have to work hard.

Behind the door, a fat man in iron armor stared at Wu Liang through the mirror with mung bean-sized eyes, smiling very sinisterly.

"Hmph, who made your Nine Cauldron Sect gain too much attention these days? I, Iron Armor Villa, is a new power. Who else will I step on if I don't step on you?"

"The face of your Nine Cauldron Sect is definitely set by the owner of the villa."

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, he saw Wu Liang grinning suddenly.

While slowly stretching out a finger, he looked at the void portal where he was.

For some reason, he was clearly blocked by the void portal, but as soon as he caught Wu Liang's sight, he still felt a "thump" in his heart, and a bad premonition passed over him.

"Impossible, it's okay, my cold iron dojo is the best of the four ancient states, there is no way a better dojo will appear, absolutely impossible."

As soon as he had this thought, he heard Wu Liang's lazy voice.

"Hey, that fat man, it's useless even if you dress like a lump of iron. Speaking of face slaps, this sect master is too good."

As soon as these words were uttered, Wu Liang's fingertips lit up with a little brilliance.

Yaoyao pointed at the gate of the [-] Li Mountain, a vast land.

And with a little light from Wu Liang's fingertips, great changes suddenly came to Jiudingzong.

"Boom~"

The huge roar came from the sky.

But on the sky, a black spot suddenly appeared, falling to the earth at an extremely fast speed, and then the second, third, and fourth... In an instant, the sky was covered with black clouds like a meteor rainstorm. point occupied.

Some monks with strong eyesight saw the true face of the black spot in an instant, and immediately turned pale with fright.

"sword!"

"It's a sword!"

"My God, so many swords!"

In the amazement of these people, a truly vast and incredible scene was staged.

"scoff~"

"chichi"

"Boom~Boom"

Descended, countless swords fell from the sky.

Each sword is different and has a unique atmosphere. There are bronze swords with large door panels, needle swords like cow hair, wooden swords that are neutral and peaceful, and soft swords that are weird and frightening...

From ancient times to the present, from this world to the outside world, thousands of swords have gathered.

Then, like a torrential rain, it forcibly penetrated into the earth.

In just a few breaths, a terrifying and majestic kendo field was born.

Sword Qi!

A series of unique and incomparable sword qi surged out, and unexpectedly forcibly created a fantasy world on the earth like a purgatory, where only the sword is eternal.

Any living beings, if they want to enter, must first pass the test of swordsmanship.

Scary and great!
This is a dojo!
A dojo that belongs to the sword!
Compared with it, the so-called cold iron dojo is like a firefly and a bright moon, vulnerable to a single blow.

(End of this chapter)