Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

On the contrary, Wu Shengren listened, but still had that calm expression on his face.

"For a long time, no one dared to point at my nose and curse." He also smiled slightly.

"People in the world only know my reputation as a martial sage, but they don't know that a martial sage is not born as a martial sage."

Ripples appeared in his deep pool-like eyes.

"The me 40 years ago was not a martial sage, but a first-rank general in the current dynasty, No. 11 in the world. In terms of personal force alone, the top ten masters in the world back then were all above me."

The so-called text has no first, Wu has no second.

The ranking among warriors is already very difficult.

If there is really a recognized hero list, and there is a top ten in the world that is recognized by all warriors in the world, then the strength of the top ten must far exceed that of No.11.

Therefore, in the old martial arts world 40 years ago, martial saints were far from being the leaders of martial arts.

If there is a person who is the strongest from birth and sweeps invincible all the way, then either he is in the well himself, or he is a wall hanging.

The world is big, and there are countless smart people everywhere, and Wu Shengren was not the strongest back then.

"After the Alien War, I abandoned my official position and escaped into the folk martial arts. After creating the "Wu Sheng Sheng Xi Jue", the first time I found the top ten martial arts masters in the world, I met them."

"In addition to talking about the strength of Yiren, I did one more thing." Wu Shengren said lightly:

"I taught them the complete "Wu Sheng Sheng Xi Jue", and agreed with each other to fight again in ten years."

"Ten years later, the only winner will be Wu Shengren."

As soon as the words came out.

Jade-faced Flying Dragon and the others felt their hairs stand on end, and they were speechless.

The initial reaction was shock, beyond words.

If we heard Wu Qingxin say that Wu Shengren taught three thousand disciples before, he achieved himself through the body of everyone, playing a game of raising Gu.

Then listen to it now, and have a different feeling.

It turns out that this is not the first time this Martial Saint has played a game of raising Gu.

Even Wu Shengren himself is just one of the strongest Gu worms.

No...he is not the strongest.

He was the weakest one in the ten-year battle between the most powerful martial arts players 40 years ago.

He didn't swing the knife at the weaker ones, but pointed the butcher knife at himself, forcing himself to fight to the death with the strongest of the year.

The person who survives to the end can become a martial saint.

Wu Shengren is not the chosen one.

Over the years, more than the top ten warriors in the world, three thousand disciples, and one hundred thousand robes died beside him and at his hands?

He is not one, but many.

He is the epitome of the martial artist of the previous era, a collection of the most powerful martial artists of the previous era.

After the initial shock and astonishment, Jade Faced Flying Dragon and the others felt a kind of coldness and fear that went deep into the bone marrow.

It turned out that the top ten heroes on the list died not at the hands of immortal cultivators, but at the hands of Wu Shengren, moreover, it was probably the same way of death as Wu Qingxin.

No wonder 40 years ago, the No. 11 martial artist in the world could call himself a holy martial artist and destroy the old martial arts forest by himself...

However, people like Wu Shengren, who are burdened with many secrets and have deep scheming minds, if one day they reveal the secrets of many years ago in front of them, then they will probably die in the future...

"The top ten in the world back then, everyone can be a martial sage, but I survived to the end."

"This is what my martial sage says." Wu sage lowered his eyelids, looking down at the tree beneath him.

"So, what's your reasoning?"

My reason?

Qiao Mu was slightly silent.

This Martial Saint is stronger and stronger than anyone he has encountered before.

This kind of strength is not strength in force, but strength in mind and nature.

No matter what he did was right or wrong, he was unwavering about it. Such a character could not shake his mind by relying on lip service.

"My reasoning is morality." Facing the towering hill-like Wu Shengren, Qiao Mu only said in a deep voice:

"A person with lofty ideals is a benevolent person. If there is no survival to harm benevolence, there is a murder to become benevolence."

"You talk about your reasoning, but what I see is that you didn't sacrifice, the one who sacrificed was the top ten warriors in the world, your three thousand disciples, and one hundred thousand robes."

"Then why didn't Wu Shengren die?"

This remark, punishes the heart.

Qiao Mu didn't fully believe in Wu Shengren's beautiful words, because his hands were bloody.

Jade-faced Flying Dragon and the others subconsciously glanced at the majestic Wu Shengren, only to see that he squinted his eyes slightly without showing any expression.

Qiao Mu took a deep breath.

After thinking about it, and after this period of time, his previous physical fear was gradually suppressed by him, and his feet were gradually no longer heavy.

Arbor will not miss every chance to make a death and get high-quality death.

Under the disbelieving gazes of the Jade Faced Flying Dragon and the others, Qiao Mu clenched his fists, and facing the martial sage whose body was as tall as a hill, he made the Changsheng Quan fist.

"The truth of a warrior is not based on words, but punched out." He said in a deep voice:

"You are strong, you are reasonable."

"I'm weak, I'm guilty."

"Then let's see if it's your martial sage's reasoning, or my Qiao Zhong's reasoning."

"You want to challenge me?" Wu Shengren smiled, he was laughing, the corners of his mouth almost reached the ears, revealing two rows of forty white teeth.

"Then..." He took a step and stood at the gate of the temple of the Holy Maiden.

The faint moonlight fell on his shoulders, as if his body was shining slightly, making this person more and more like a fairy.

He lightly moved his fingers towards Qiao Mu:

"Come up, lead to death."

Under the moonlight, the two stood facing each other, their bodies one big and one small, the contrast was sharp.

Qiao Mu's body is in his sixties. Although he is much stronger than ordinary sixty-year-olds, he still looks thin and thin under Wu Shengren's hilly body.

Under the moonlight, the thin sixty-year-old man also imitated Wu Shengren's movements, and objected to the Wu Shengren's lightly hooking his fingers:

"Come down, let me lead you to death."

Chapter 99 Chapter 94 Wu Shengren and Qiao Family (3k

under night.

Wu Shengren walked slowly into the not-so-spacious Saintess Temple, and with a wave of his palm-like palm, he easily toppled the roof of the temple, and even the statue of the Saintess fell to the ground, collapsing into pieces.

He took a step forward, his huge body squeezed into the small temple, sitting on the altar, with his chin resting on one hand, quietly waiting for Qiao Mu's challenge.

Qiao Mu didn't do it right away, but adjusted his breath first. He was burned by the Lihuo just now, and he was disintegrated by the demon, so his physical condition was not good.

Not only the trees, but the Jade Faced Flying Dragon behind it was also in a slightly better condition.

Wu Shengren's saber strike earlier, although he cut off Li Huo, it also made them bloody all over and suffered serious injuries.

"What should we do now? Run?" Someone suggested in a low voice.

"Run? How could it be possible to run? This time, on board Wu Shengren's thief ship, there is no chance of survival." The jade-faced flying dragon just smiled wryly.

They witnessed Wu Shengren sucking Wu Qingxin dry under the moonlight, this demon cannibalism, and heard Wu Shengren talk about the secrets of the past, they knew that they would die.

You know, those warriors who have practiced "Wu Shengling Rhinoceros Jue" are just like Wu Qingxin before, and Qiao Zhong who is about to face Wu Shengren now, they are all food for Wu Shengren!

"Immortals cannibalize people, they still want face, the world is poor but they can still live; martial sages cannibalize..." They couldn't help but look at the corpse of Wu Qingxin in the forest.

This fairy maiden with a cold temperament, now almost only has a thin human skin covered with bones, and her death is horrifying, which makes them, who are used to seeing the dead, tremble in their hearts.

After facing Wu Shengren directly, their fear of Wu Shengren in their hearts even overwhelmed that tall fairy.

"Jade-faced Flying Dragon, if the Martial Sage really has the world at heart, why does Qiao Zhong challenge the Wu Sage again? Isn't that courting death?"

A Broken Arm Warrior asked.

His arm was cut off by Wu Shengren, and he lost blood and his face was pale, and he fell to the ground.

At this moment, besides the jade-faced flying dragon, there are two other warriors alive.

Among them, the Jade Faced Flying Dragon had the highest martial arts and the most extensive knowledge and experience, so he asked subconsciously at this time.

"Didn't you listen to what Qiao Zhong said?" The jade-faced flying dragon sighed.

No matter the jade-faced flying dragon or the other two surviving warriors, if they can reach the fourth and fifth ranks, they naturally have a lot of experience, and they won't believe what the martial sage says.

Regardless of the mind, the actions of the martial saints are more tyrannical than the immortals.

Just finished eating people, wiped his mouth clean, turned around and said that in fact, he has been silently dormant for 40 years and has a big plan, and he is going to save the world. Who will believe it?

They didn't believe it, and Qiao Mu naturally didn't believe it either.

It is human nature to have doubts.

After all, not long after Qiao Mu came to this world, a friend surnamed Guo kindly told him the truth of his disagreement.

"Qiao Zhong didn't argue with Wu Shengren about the right or wrong of his reasoning, because he knew that a person like Wu Shengren could not be persuaded by words. What he was questioning was Wu Shengren's human nature."

"That's why he said: People with lofty ideals and benevolent people, there is no one who seeks to survive to harm benevolence, but one who kills himself to achieve benevolence."

A martial sage whose hands were stained with countless blood and who frequently killed people was obviously difficult for them to trust.

After all, judging from the known information of Yumian Feilong, Qiao Mu and others, the person who made the sacrifice was never a martial saint.

of course.

Wu Shengren doesn't care whether Jade Faced Flying Dragon and others trust him or not.

At this time, Qiao Mu also finished adjusting his breath, and walked step by step towards the martial sage sitting upright like a mountain in the ruined temple.

The Jade Faced Flying Dragon and the others opened their eyes wide, taking his back into their eyes.

How easy is it to shake a tree with a mayfly?This old man who is over sixty years old cannot be the opponent of that martial arts myth.

They knew that after Qiao Mu was eaten and wiped clean by Wu Shengren, it would be their turn.

Since Wu Shengren revealed his identity, they knew that they had no chance of life, and now they haven't ended up like Wu Qingxin, it's just that Qiao Mu is too bright and attracted Wu Shengren's attention.

Yet he too was soon to die.

"Qiao Zhong, do you want a weapon?" At this moment, a voice sounded from behind the forest, it was the Xingxuan envoy speaking.

The Xingxuan Envoy has been watching from the beginning to the end, never intervening in the battle, and watching silently, this is the first time he has spoken out.

"A long spear, or a long sword." Qiao Mu said.

His weapon had already been distorted and deformed by Wu Qing's burning heart, and it was already unusable.

A spear came through the air, and Qiao Mu reached out to take it in his hand.

He took a deep breath, took a sharp step, and rushed forward like an arrow from the string, the spear in his hand flashed past like a cold star under the night.

Ding.

The tip of the spear rested on the tip of Wu Shengren's index finger.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Shengren just stretched out a finger to block the blow.

The all-out thrust of the fourth-rank martial artist failed to pierce the skin of Wu Shengren's fingertips, leaving no white marks.

"Come again!"

Qiao Mu held a long spear in his hand, raised the gun and stabbed again.

In the dark night, dots of cold stars flickered, and the lingering light on the tip of the spear dragged a trail of light in the dark night.

The weapon Qiao Mu used at the beginning was a long spear, and now the only weapon that has achieved "great success" is the military spear technique he used at the beginning.

This kind of battlefield spear technique is to practice a simple stab repeatedly until it is perfected.