Chapter 313 Zhao Wuji's emergence

"Sword God, I didn't expect that I would meet us again so soon, right? Haha..."

A young and handsome man stood in the forefront and smiled at Fengyun Wuji. Behind him, two other young men with cold faces followed closely. They were the outstanding disciples of the new generation of the War Clan, the three heroes of the War Clan: Zhanhe, Zhanyan, Zhan Jue.

"Let them go, otherwise you will die!" Feng Yun Wuji said coldly, holding his fifth sword gall with his right hand tightened.

The laughter of the three of them came to an abrupt end. Zhan Jue, one of the three War Clan masters, raised his hand and pointed to the densely packed War Clan children behind him, and said, "I want to kill us, huh, haven't you seen it? Let's talk about defeating them!"

"In the sword domain, so many of you god-level masters have not trapped me. Do you think you can do it?" Feng Yun Wuji said coldly. The fifth sword gallbladder in his right hand had already been raised, and a misty sword energy burst out several feet of length from the fifth sword gallbladder.

"If you keep your hands tied up, let us let them go!" Another young disciple of the war clan suddenly spoke.

"Do you think I'm so stupid?" Feng Yun Wuji stared coldly at the young man of the War clan, Zhan Yan.

"This, I can't help you! Think about it yourself!" Zhan Yan said, and the sword in his hand was already placed on his injured neck.

Chishang and Ximen Huanran both had their acupuncture points blocked and could not move, but Chishang and Ximen Huanran both looked at Feng Yun Wuji, and their eyes were clearly expressed: Master, don’t worry about us!

Feng Yun Wuji's five-finger knuckles, holding the fifth sword gallbladder, turned white because he used too much force, making a slap sound: "Is this a threat?"

If there is something that Fengyun Wuji cannot bear, it is threatened, but the disciple is in the hands of the other party, which makes him feel a little scared.

The War Clan was silent, and Fengyun Wuji was able to escape from the War Emperor. This was almost incredible for the War Clan, who regarded the War Emperor as a god. This itself shows Fengyun Wuji's strength. Now that the War Emperor is not here, they are still somewhat concerned about Fengyun Wuji.

Just when the atmosphere was a little stiff, a middle-aged man in white robe floated under his chin, his face was as white as jade, and his elegant aura showed a crowd. Facing Feng Yun Wuji, he gave a little blessing and said loudly: "Sword God, our Emperor is welcome, please come with me, here, I will not want to move the sword God!"

Feng Yun Wuji's pupils shrank, and a murderous aura burst out from his eyes. Behind the middle-aged man, a group of war tribes stood up and protected the man.

"Hahaha..." The middle-aged man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Let's go down, the sword god is already fierce on the outside but weak on the inside. His current strength is not as strong as usual eleven."

Everyone was stunned, Feng Yun Wuji's mind was even more shocked, and his body was shaking. Although he tried his best to hide it, he still couldn't hide the eyes of the man in front of him. This man had been hiding among the disciples of the War Clan, attracting his attention with the three War Clan heroes. His scheming was really terrifying.

Ximen Huanran and Chishu were shocked when they heard the middle-aged man telling such a fact and quickly looked up at Feng Yun Wuji.

Feng Yun Wuji remained silent, but his expression obviously revealed the truth and reality.

Whether it was the previous intentions imitating the Demon Practice Sect or the later intentions imitating the War Emperor, for Feng Yun Wuji, the consumption of true energy was huge, and there were advantages and disadvantages of the Demon Practice Sect. As when imitating the Demon Practice Sect, since the Demon Practice Sect was seriously injured at that time, even Feng Yun Wuji was injured.

Now, as the middle-aged man said, Feng Yun Wuji cannot exert one-tenth of his usual strength at all. No matter how powerful the realm is, it is difficult to exert full power without the support of true qi.

"Even if I can only exert one-tenth of my strength, it is enough to deal with you!" Feng Yun Wuji lowered his head, his long hair fell from his forehead, dragging his fifth sword gall, and walked out step by step towards the dense war clans on the opposite side. He took three steps. The awe-inspiring momentum emitted by Feng Yun Wuji was still above the momentum emitted by the war clans on the opposite side. One side was one person and the other was a group of people. The aura of the two sides actually vaguely resisted each other and reached a balance.

clatter!

Feng Yun Wuji took another step. With this step, Feng Yun Wuji exuded the earthly momentum like a stormy wave, rushing towards the children of the War clan opposite.

ah!

There was a burst of exclamation. Countless war tribes closed their eyes at the same time, and their bodies staggered backwards, retreating again and again. Only the middle-aged man with three beards stood still in the field, but his robe was also swelling. In his eyes, there was a look of shock. This momentum, as he expected, should have been used by the war tribe!!

The moment the War Clan members closed their eyes and retreated, Feng Yun Wuji's body moved, like a flash of lightning, bringing up countless phantoms, disappearing into the air. The three War Clans all moved their hearts and subconsciously slashed out with three swords. However, when the sword was cut halfway, the three people's qi stagnated. The Tanzhong point on their chest was almost touched at the same time. The true energy that was about to be cut was stuck in their chests and could not be transmitted into the War Clan. This knife was not up or down, not only could it not be cut out, but it caused the three people's true energy to be disordered. With this backlash, they each spit out a mouthful of blood, and relaxed their hands. The Chishen and Ximen Huanran had disappeared.

"Sword God please stay for the time being!" The war general's face turned cold, and a sharp look was smeared in his eyes. His robe danced, and his body shook, and he slashed at a blurry figure that could no longer remain invisible even dozens of feet away...

With two people in his arms, one on the side of his ribs, Feng Yun Wuji's speed was inevitably affected. If there were some clues, the general looked out of his face and saw an unparalleled cold sword energy in front of him. Before the sword energy was approaching, the vast amount of air around him had been swept away, which was almost suffocating.

Just as Feng Yun Wuji was facing the choice of whether to let go of the two of them to fight against the enemy or to be forced to take him to take action, a cold shout suddenly came from the sky: "Who dares to hurt my brother!"

A blue figure fluttered in clothes and rushed from the air like lightning. He was already slapped out with a palm!

A tide-like green energy rolled down from the air. Before the terrifying palm wind approached, the wind pressure caused the children of the war tribe to burst out like a huge mountain range, and their bodies were slapped. The joints of the whole body trembled, and they were shocked, and they shouted angrily, and at the same time, but the true energy rushed to their chests, and a stronger true energy rushed down from above, and the true energy was actually pushed back to the dantian...

At this moment, the war tribes were so shocked that they were no longer looking at each other. The war general also changed his face when he saw the general. He stopped chasing Fengyun Wuji. He turned his sword and swept towards the terrifying palm wind in the air!

boom!

A loud noise like a mountain collapsed and cracked. Under the pressure of the palm wind, the ground within a radius of hundreds of feet collapsed and sank, and the dust rose to a height of hundreds of feet. The disciples of the war clan in this area screamed one by one, were swept up by an unparalleled pressure, swept out in all directions like a scarecrow. The war general slashed out with a knife, and the majestic sword energy was crushed into powder by the green tide pressed from the air. After the slash of the qi, it hit him hard and slammed heavily on his body, as if he was hit by a comet. The war general of the war clan screamed. Blood was gushing out of his mouth, and his body drew a long arc in the air like a meteor, throwing it out from afar...

A sound of clothes dancing came, and a green shadow slowly fell to the ground through the thick dust fog, but he was disdainful of the soldiers of the War clan behind him.

Feng Yun Wuji then untied the holes of the two men and raised his head. Looking at the man in green robe who suddenly stretched out a helping hand, an extremely familiar feeling surged in his heart, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

The man in the green robe raised his lips and showed a faint smile. He stood in front of the smoke and dust, quietly looking at Fengyun Wuji.

"Why? Don't you know me anymore?" The man smiled, under the wide sleeves, his two white palms stretched out. He covered his lips and glanced at his beard. He laughed and said, "Look at it again!"

Feng Yun Wuji's chest expanded rapidly, his eyes widened, his mouth widened, and his right index finger pointed at the man in the green robe: "You...you...you are Zhao Wuji, Brother Zhao!!!"

"Hahaha... Isn't it me? Brother Wuji, it's been a long time since I've seen you. I really want to die for you!" Who is Zhao Wuji who was not in seclusion for a long time? After saying that, Zhao Wuji spread his arms and strode towards him.

Feng Yun Wuji also seemed very excited and walked up. The two of them laughed and hugged each other tightly. The feeling of seeing their relatives was moving in their chests, making Feng Yun Wuji feel extremely warm.

"It's been a long time... Hundreds of thousands of years..." Feng Yun Wuji patted Zhao Wuji's back hard and said.

"Yes!" Zhao Wuji also returned the fist, and his expression sighed: "I originally thought that a thousand years would be enough. The secret book of the sky... It turns out that I have achieved something until now... As soon as I came out of seclusion, I looked for you, afraid that you would be swallowed by some ancient beast..."

When Zhao Wuji said this, he laughed: "Do you still remember how we met?"

"How can you not remember?"

The two of them let go of their hands, holding their arms, and looking at each other, their eyes were wet.

In Fengyun Wuji's eyes, Dugu and Ximen are like their left and right arms, which are helping. Ximen is a friend, Dugu is a friend and a respectable elder. And the only one who can truly be called a brother is Zhao Wuji in Fengyun Wuji's heart.

To be honest, Fengyun Wuji entered the ancient land and guided the way, but Zhao Wuji, instead of the plane guide, the old man Jianyan.

For Zhao Wuji, who is a casual person, he rarely interacts with others. He spends most of his time wandering in the ancient times like a homeless man or relying on his master for his life. Only Feng Yun Wuji really interacts with him. In Zhao Wuji's mind, Feng Yun Wuji also occupies a considerable position.

"You should have received the second volume of the Sky secret book I asked someone to give you!"

"It is because of the second volume of the Sky Secret Book you sent, so I just left the seclusion and had to go into seclusion again! This seclusion has been hundreds of thousands of years!... I remember that you were driven around by those monsters, but now you are the lord of the Sword Realm and a prince in one place, on the same level as the other four realms... Alas, life is really impermanent, no one can expect what will happen in the future!"

"Yes!" Feng Yun Wuji also sighed: "As you said, I was able to escape with a bird. I just ascended, everything was shattered. I was very confused. I didn't even know what to do and what to do?... Things in the world are indeed unpredictable!"

"Well, I can get together again today. You and my brothers will have a drink together, never getting drunk..."

Feng Yun Wuji smiled and said, "When did you like drinking? Moreover, where did you get the wine here for you to drink... Well, you have not seen it for hundreds of thousands of years, and you have finally reached the level of gods. It's really incredible. The Supreme Martial Arts is indeed extraordinary... But, let's clear out these remnants of the war clan first, and let's talk about it."

After saying that, Fengyun Wuji turned his head, Zhao Wuji was stunned, then came to his senses, shook his sleeves, snorted coldly, and slowly turned around...
Chapter completed!