Chapter 2358 Extremely Martial Arts

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"Hey, he is..."

"Oh my god, why is this old guy here? He's going to kill someone."

When Wu Wuji saw the white-haired old man, his expression suddenly changed. He pulled his disciple and turned to leave. Moreover, if you look at his appearance carefully, you will find that Wu Wuji was mumbling as he walked, "You can't see me, you can't see me, I'm not the successor of Jiwu Dao..."

"Master, we haven't spoken to Master yet, why are we leaving..." Wu Wuji's young disciple asked in confusion.

"Shut up."

When Wu Wuji saw the white-haired old man, his heart trembled. He didn't want to stay anymore. While shouting, he directly pulled his disciple and walked away.

However, at this time, the white-haired old man also saw Wu Wuji. His face darkened and he shouted, "Crazy Wu, when you see the ancestor here, do you dare to run?"

Especially when the white-haired old man saw Wu Wuji's look, a fire arose in his heart. He felt that the two little girls Sun Qingya and Monica only had their hearts towards Xiang Yang, and not the Nine Dao Masters of their Taoist sect. The feeling that the pent-up feeling is about to burst out.

"Who is Madman Wu, I don't know, I don't know him, let's go quickly, don't let that dead old man catch up." Wu Wuji pretended not to hear, muttering in his mouth, pulling his little disciple. To break through and leave.

Obviously, Wu Wuji was no stranger to this white-haired old man, and he should have had a painful experience, which made him, a powerful Immortal King of martial arts, so scared that he turned around and ran away when he saw him.

"Asshole, you really dare to run away in front of my ancestor." When the white-haired old man saw it, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, ready to catch Wu Wuji and teach him a lesson.

"Second brother, when you see your eldest brother, you run away without even saying hello. What do you mean?"

At this time, Xiang Yang's leisurely voice came from the side. Xiang Yang was standing in the distance with a small hand held by the former Sun Qingya and Monica, and said to Wu Wuji with a faint smile on his face.

"I didn't hear that. I'm not called Madman Wu, nor my second brother. I'm just an ordinary person. I'm going to take my disciples back to practice in seclusion..."

Wu Wuji, on the other hand, murmured words of self-deception and pulled his disciple to take one step to escape.

"Buzz..."

However,

Before Wu Wuji could use his magical power to leave, he saw that Li Huan, the ancient immortal king who was standing next to the white-haired old man beside Xiang Yang, had already taken action. He opened his hand and grabbed it from the air. Suddenly, an invisible force burst out. , directly sealed the space where Wu Wuji was. Even Wu Wuji, as a peerless immortal king, could not break through the air and leave. He could only pull his little disciple and stand there with a depressed look on his face.

"Stop running. In front of me, even Wu Wuya from back then wouldn't be able to run away, let alone you."

Li Huan's figure appeared in front of Wu Wuji at some point, with a faint smile on his face.

Li Huan naturally knew that Wu Wuji was a member of Jiwu Dao. He had also sparred with one of Wu Wuji's ancestors. At this moment, he took action to imprison Wu Wuji, but he did not feel embarrassed at all.

"Senior, if you let your ancestors see you, you will definitely feel very shameless."

Wu Wuji gritted his teeth and looked at Li Huan. Although he had been secretly watching Li Huan's entire process from a heroic spirit to possessing a physical body in the battlefield of immortals and demons, he watched helplessly as the heroic spirit who was originally an immortal king now had a physical body. He became very helpless as he looked like an immortal.

If it were Li Huan not long ago, Wu Wuji would definitely dare to rush forward and fight with the opponent. However, at this moment, Li Huan is already a powerful Daluo Immortal Lord. Even Wu Wuji would not dare to do so no matter how confident he is in his own strength. Become an enemy of Li Huan.

In fact, he felt that Li Huan was right. Even if the immortal-level ancestors from his own Jiwu Dao lineage came, they might not be Li Huan's opponents. After all, Li Huan's power exploded after merging his body. The momentum was so terrifying, that kind of power even made Wu Wuji tremble.

"I only know that it was my boss who asked you to stay." Li Huan said with a soft smile.

"Why..."

Wu Wuji sighed, feeling that he was so unlucky. If he had known better, he would not have followed Xiang Yang, but should have found other exits before leaving the battlefield of immortals and demons.

However, it was useless to say this. Not only did Li Huan stand in front of him to block him from leaving, but even the white-haired old man came in front of him and looked at him with an unkind expression.

Wu Wuji knew that this time he had to face not only Xiang Yang, the 'eldest brother', but also the white-haired old man, an invincible and powerful man who was one of the nine Taoists of the Taoist sect.

"Ahem..."

Wu Wuji coughed a few times, showed a forced smile to the white-haired old man, and then said to the young disciple, "Call me Grandmaster."

"What..."

When Wu Wuji's disciple heard this, he was immediately stunned. The little guy's eyes widened, he looked at his master stupidly, and said crisply, "Master, are you going to bully your master and destroy your ancestors, and join another Taoist sect instead? "

"bump..."

As soon as the little guy finished speaking, he was hit on the head. The pain was so painful that he almost shed tears.

"You...why did you hit me?"

While covering his head, the little guy looked at the white-haired old man with wide eyes and dissatisfaction. The person who hit him just now was none other than this white-haired old man. He looked about the same age as his master, but... He looked even more hateful than his master.

The little guy thought to himself, covering his head and almost bursting into tears.

"Little guy, if the Patriarch dares to talk nonsense without shouting, you are asking for a beating." The white-haired old man shook his head and said.

"Old man, my second brother is actually your disciple?" Xiang Yang looked curious and led the two women to the nearby area. He looked at the white-haired old man and Wu Wuji, always feeling that both of them had white hair. With his white beard, he looked more like a brother than a master or apprentice.

"Ahem, no."

Wu Wuji quickly shook his head and said, "He, he, he is the ancestor of my Jiwu Dao lineage."

As he spoke, he was a little hesitant and did not dare to say it, because the white-haired old man himself was one of the nine great masters of the Taoist sect. He once said that the descendants of the Jiwu Dao were not allowed to reveal the identity of the other party. Now, now If I say it myself, I wonder if I will be beaten up by this violent patriarch?

Thinking of this, Wu Wuji carefully glanced at the white-haired old man, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the other man didn't look very angry.

"What..."

His words immediately startled Xiang Yang. He looked at the white-haired old man and exclaimed, "Aren't you an old monster from the Taoist sect? How did you become the founder of Jiwu Dao?"

He felt that this relationship was a bit confusing. If this white-haired old man was also the founder of Jiwu Dao, wouldn't it mean that Jiwu Dao itself was a branch of the Taoist sect?

Although he is not very clear about many things in the immortal world, he knows that in ancient times, the Taoist family was the only one, but later became lonely. Nowadays, there are countless powerful forces that can compete with the Taoist family.

However, it now seems that Taoism has not really declined, but has developed secretly. Even such a terrifying force as Jiwu Dao is related to Taoism. So, what else can't be from Taoism?

"It's a long story. Jiwu Dao was not founded by one person. I founded it with a few like-minded brothers when I was young. What I taught was the ancient martial arts fighting skills. I didn't expect that it has become like this now. A unique lineage, well, so-so, but it still hasn’t reached the goal when I founded this sect.” The white-haired old man said with a smile.

Although the old guy said that Jiwu Dao had not achieved his goal of establishing this sect, no matter how Xiang Yang and others looked at it, they always felt that this old guy was very proud of himself.

However, this shocked Xiang Yang. Even he did not expect that the very unique martial madman lineage that was famous in the fairy world was actually founded by one of the old monsters from the Taoist sect together with others.

No wonder, those in the Jiwu Dao lineage challenge strong people everywhere when they have nothing to do. No matter whether they can defeat the opponent or not, they can always live well. This is not because Jiwu Dao is too strong, but mainly because of the background of the Jiwu Dao lineage. Too powerful.

However, this also proves that this white-haired old man has been an old monster on the Nine Emperors Mountain of Dao Sect for a long time, and he is definitely a living fossil level figure.

While Xiang Yang was sighing in his heart, the white-haired old man looked at Wu Wuji with a look of hatred in his eyes, "You bastard, I finally caught you. Back then, your master sent you to the ninth grade." Dishan, please ask us old immortals to take care of you for a period of time, but you actually deceived the Taoist saint girl away. Even if you deceive her, you abandoned her. How could there be someone like you in the world? Scumbag, how could Jiwu Dao have a disciple as shameless as you?"

"Wow..."

This was simply extremely explosive news. Not only did Xiang Yang and others widen their eyes, but even Wu Wuji's disciples also opened their eyes wide and looked at their master in disbelief, and said blankly, "Master, your history back then, It turns out to be such a beautiful scenery. ”

"Shut up."

Wu Wuji wanted to cry but had no tears. The dark history of his youth was revealed by his ancestor. This made him feel really depressed. When he saw that the white-haired old man was getting more and more unhappy and was about to take action, he He actually burst into tears with a cry, fell to his knees on the ground, and cried out to the white-haired old man with snot and tears.

"Master Patriarch, back then, my disciple was still young. I can't blame him for doing such a thing. The main reason is that the disciple at that time was so handsome, thousands of times more handsome than my elder brother. , I just met the Taoist saint once, and she fell in love with me and wouldn’t let me go. What can I do..."

The more he talked, the sadder he became, and he felt more and more aggrieved. He couldn't help but point at Xiang Yang and said, "Look, Master Patriarch, I'm much better than my eldest brother. As for my eldest brother, he's young. There are so many beauties around him. Not only did he bring three from the battlefield of immortals and demons, but there are two more waiting outside. I don’t know how many beauties he has harmed in other places. I don’t think we should care about me now. Instead of making mistakes, we should first control these guys who are very likely to cause endless troubles, so that they can't harm other fairies from good families."

"Holy shit..."