"Filial piety is the first priority for all virtues. I have no reason to stop my brother from revenge, nor is I qualified to replace the so-called right path of Yao Shu, and let you give up your ideas for the so-called people. (_《》)" Zhang Jun said, completely contrary to what Wuming expected. In fact, this is the difference between Zhang Jun and Wuming. He has no holy thought of worrying about being young and having fun after being young, nor has European and American heroism, what about European and American heroism.

To save the world, you kill one by one and save thousands of people. To be honest, you have no intention at all. On the contrary, as long as you don’t mess with Zhang Jun, basically, even if you want to become the leader of the martial arts world, Zhang Jun is too lazy to care about it. In Zhang Jun’s eyes, the so-called martial arts world leader, fame, fortune and power are just passing clouds and smoke, and it is fleeting. In the face of time, only the immortal god is the immortal eternity you truly pursue.

Therefore, in Zhang Jun's eyes, one or two failures and setbacks cannot at all hurt Zhang Jun's confidence and shake Zhang Jun's beliefs. From a certain perspective, Zhang Jun is completely paranoid. From a normal perspective, Zhang Jun, Guan Qi, or even Wuming are paranoids like crazy people. It is precisely because of this reason that Zhang Jun can continue to move forward on this martial arts road and reach his current state in a short period of time.

"So, then I wonder if you are just saying this? If there is only these, then I will listen to the advice and I will consider it." Ao Jue finished speaking coldly in his heart. Looking at Zhang Jun with a hint of cold murderous intent, Zhang Jun's submission made Ao Jue feel a little uneasy, and murderous aura involuntarily rose up.

"Of course not. I just heard that Baijian Villa got a piece of strange gold, and he wanted to forge it into a peerless sword. But later, because the strange gold was too evil, all the sword-casting masters who made swords were crazy for no reason and eventually died strangely. Therefore, the Ao family in Baijian Villa thought that this sword was too fierce and too evil, so they sealed it and sacrificed the sword every year to seek peace." Zhang Jun said slowly. This was Zhang Jun's real purpose, and directly told an anecdote about the Ao family.

After Ao Jue heard this, a murderous aura suddenly soared into the sky. Even Zhang Jun felt a hint of cold pressure, but Zhang Jun still ignored the other party's look of trying to enter and just sneered faintly, "I just hope that you can think carefully about whether you should violate the ancestral teachings when you take revenge, and then use a magic sword that can backfire at any time?"

"If you take revenge with your own strength, I naturally have nothing to say and will not stop it at all. But if you want to release the magic sword and even more want to achieve that magic sword, even if I don't take action, the Wuming of the martial arts world will appear due to the birth of the magic sword. It's better to take action directly and kill you."

Upon hearing this, Ao Jue's murderous intent was boiling. Zhang Jun not only knew the secret of his family, but also wanted to stop him from taking out the sword and revenge. This completely made Ao Jue feel excited, and his murderous intent rose. His hands holding the fishing rod suddenly bulged, and his true energy was even more active.

The fish in the water that was about to bite the bait seemed to be alarmed by something at this moment, and wandered away as if they were running for life.

At the same time, Zhang Jun also felt Ao Jue's murderous intent, as if the other party had decided to take action. "The Ao Family's sword is a secret that is not passed on. Even the emperor doesn't want to know a trace of it. It also regards that the Ao Family's sword sacrifice is just an act of worshiping ancestors every year. How do you know it!"

After saying the last sentence, Ao Jue was already questioning with sternity. At the same time, a powerful true energy rippled out, as if a storm rose from the plain. The little boy rowing at the stern of the boat was caught off guard by the storm of the true energy, and suddenly his footsteps were unstable and he leaned down. With a sound of o, he almost fell into the lake.

But in the end, the child did not fall into the lake. When the child of seventeen or eighteen was about to fall to the bottom of the lake, a suction force on the flat ground helped him stabilize his body and gain a firm foothold.

It was Zhang Jun who took action to stabilize him. Facing the unparalleled Ao Jue in front of him, Zhang Jun was still as moving as a mountain, like a huge iceberg, standing proudly on the hull, without any shaking due to the hull shaking. Even the tea on the tea table in front of Zhang Jun and the water in the teacup were strangely spilled out.

"If you want to enter, you will not do it yourself. There are too many things in this world that can be traced, and even you and I will leave traces in history. Although the Ao family did it very secretly, in fact, there are still some sword-casting entry barely escaped the curse of the sword-breaking. Their descendants regard this matter as a family secret and passed on from generation to generation." Zhang Jun said nonsense. Although Zhang Jun didn't know the real situation at that time, he also knew that the Ao family attached great importance to a sword that could be called the King of Ten Thousand Swords and the evil god in the sword, so the sword-casting masters at that time were definitely the direct descendants of the Ao family and the elite among the elites.

It was precisely because Ao Jue was too young and too long before this incident that he was deceived and fooled by Zhang Jun. After Ao Jue heard this, he looked at Zhang Jun lightly. He didn't care how the secret was leaked before, but what he really cared about now was that his secret had been leaked, and his plan was obviously understood by the entrance in front of him. There are only two ways now. The first is to give up the idea of ​​revenge with the sword in front of him, and the second is to kill the sword in front of him, and then immediately take out the sword in front of him and complete the sword casting.

Zhang Jun slowly sipped tea, waiting for Ao Jue's decision, and the other party quickly made up his mind, "It is absolutely impossible to ask me to give up revenge, but you are arrogant and said that you will take action to get rid of it. I wonder if you have this ability, so as not to eliminate the demons but be slaughtered by the demons!"

As soon as the words fell, a burst suddenly appeared in the air. In the air, under the sun, a few drops of water were flashing with blurred colors. Between these water droplets, a crystal clear silk thread reflected the sunlight, and the twisted light in the air showed a faint trace, flashing and disappearing in the air.

The fight was a common thing in the martial arts world. What's more, Zhang Jun has now understood Ao Jue's plans, and it is very likely that he would stop it for the so-called world peace and justice in the martial arts world. No matter which one is enough, Ao Jue has a killing intention. He immediately took action to use fishing wires as a weapon, infused the true energy into a magic weapon that can cut iron like mud, and rolled it straight towards Zhang Jun.

"It seems that we still have to rely on our strength to speak in the martial arts world, but that's fine. I'll conquer you and then persuade you slowly." Zhang Jun sneered at this. At most, the other party was a master of Xianyao at the level of Jue Wushen, but he had reached the realm of Xianyao's Great Perfection. Although he was not an opponent of Wuming's Yaojian realm, if he couldn't handle an opponent who was weaker than him, then he would live to a dog in his life when he was learning martial arts.

Immediately flew away and retreated straight from the edge of the boat into the lake. The fishing line in front of me was like a shadow, with a shrill and subtle sound of breaking through the air, and it was cut straight. The lotus leaves on the lake surface and the fish at the bottom of the lake were affected by the fishing line, and suddenly it turned into several petals silently and shattered everywhere.

However, no matter how fast the fishing line was, it was still a distance away from Zhang Jun. In a short period of time, Zhang Jun's body was like a catkin, and his legs did not leave the lake at all. Whenever Ao Jue increased his strength, Zhang Jun would lightly point a faint ripple on the lake surface, and the entire inlet flew out at a rapid speed, leaving the opponent's attack range.

The fishing line is long after all, and the confrontation between the two is a long story, but in fact, in less than a moment, Zhang Jun completely broke away from Ao Jue's attack range. However, Ao Jue just sneered and flew up, jumping into the air.

He gave up the fishing rod and instead smeared it to his waist. The golden ornaments that were originally hanging around Aojue's waist turned into a conical golden dart and flew out and broke through the air. After infusing his true energy, ordinary metal suddenly burst out with a shrill sound of breaking through the air, and the speed was no less than that of a bullet.

Facing this move, Zhang Jun bent his fingers slightly, and a light white light condensed out, his thumb suddenly stretched out, and a huge sword energy as thick as an arm suddenly burst out.

"The audao sword is soaring into the sky!"

The sword energy is extremely domineering, but it is unparalleled, as if a god climbed to the sky and the sword energy shot out casually penetrated the ground. The sword pressure in the sword energy instantly splashed out the depression of the water surface of the West Lake. But the next moment, the cold air in the sword energy freezes the lake surface, and the splashed water droplets turned into icicles in the air, falling onto the ice layer, making a crisp sound of large beads falling from the jade plate.

Facing Zhang Jun's sword, the golden dart shot out of Ao Jue's hand was instantly covered with frost, and he was about to collide with the sword energy, but at this moment, the golden dart seemed to have eyes, turned into a curved arc, bypassing the sword energy in the form of a spiral, and pointed directly at Zhang Jun.

And Ao Jue, who was facing the sword energy, also jumped. Under the light skills, he immediately turned around in the air to avoid the sharpness of the sword energy.

Zhang Jun's heart moved slightly, and at this moment his eyes cleared. He immediately saw the golden dart that flashed slightly brightly in the sun. He thought of the weapon of Ao Jue in the Wind and Cloud Jue. It was a golden dart made of black gold silk. The dart was connected to the golden silk, and the golden silk was a strange metal. Although it was extremely thin and weak, it had extremely powerful power, which could divide gold and destroy jade and cut iron like mud.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Ao Jue's mouth. Looking at Zhang Jun, who was already surrounded by the golden black and black silk, he thought to himself that it seemed that the so-called martial arts myth was just such a thing. The inclusion of his eyes was just an embroidered pillow. Then his fingers moved, and the strange golden thread between the fingers was suddenly shrunk. Zhang Jun was originally blocked by the black and golden thread from all directions. When the other party was infused with true energy, the encirclement circle suddenly shrank. The huge space that could accommodate a large size was cut out in a tens of millions of a second.

Zhang Jun's figure in the encirclement was completely cut into pieces, but Ao Jue's face suddenly changed his expression and felt something was wrong. Before he could think about it, Zhang Jun's figure in front of him suddenly split into pieces, as if a gust of gas faded away.

"The wind blows the building in ruins!" Before he could react, a strong wind burst out from behind him. Ao Jue quickly turned around to resist. The weapons in his hand had no time to return to defense, so he could only use his own skills to defend.

In the next few seconds, Ao Jue felt countless leg shadows appearing from all directions, as if he was in the center of a huge tornado. In all directions, he was all made up of legs and feet. His sharp legs were like a storm, constantly hitting, and he seemed to have turned into a target. Even if he had the protection of his body with true energy, he was kicked and his internal organs were churning.

"Die!" Ao Jue roared, and the black gold strange soldier in his finger suddenly pulled. The black gold thread on the outside turned into a spiral whirlwind, retracting rapidly, constantly wandering outside Ao Jue to protect himself.

Sure enough, Ao Jue's move immediately made Zhang Jun feel like a dog biting a hedgehog and had nowhere to put his mouth. He barely stopped the attack and turned around and looked at Ao Jue.

Ao Jue received the strange soldiers, his face was gloomy, and several black pieces of blue were suddenly swollen on his face, which was caused by Zhang Jun's kick of Feng Shen's legs. Ao Jue was really angry at this time, and he suddenly had twelve percent of his power and used his true energy. The surrounding lake water suddenly seemed to roll up layers of water waves under the typhoon, and burst out.

But Zhang Jun just had a teasing smile on his face, narrowing his eyes slightly, feeling a little fun, "What a thick true energy, I want to see if you want to open the sword and want Qilin blood, do you have this ability!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burning wave suddenly burst out from Zhang Jun's body, and a mist suddenly rose up in the surrounding lake water. What's even more terrifying is that under Zhang Jun's feet, the water wave suddenly bubbling, which was burned and boiled by Zhang Jun's true energy. It is conceivable how high the temperature outside Zhang Jun's body is.

"Look at it! Thunder and decisive!" Zhang Jun stepped on the seven stars and stepped out of the Wudang Teng Cloud Ladder. He stepped on the seven steps at once, as if the immortals entered the void and stepped on the cloud ladder. He immediately reached a height of more than ten feet, looking at Ao Jue in the air.

Aojue also used his peak skills at this time. He saw a hot breath around him, and the water around him was drawn into his hands, mixed with his weapons, the black gold weapon turned into a substantial sword edge, pointing directly at Zhang Jun. This is exactly the martial arts passed down by Aojue family and casting mysterious skills. This is a unique martial art. Using itself as a furnace to create peerless weapons, it is forged by himself as a surprise weapon. If it is the day when his skills are achieved, it can be directly used to create magic weapons and weapons as his own attack method. It can be said that a random attack is a magic weapon, and it is definitely a magic weapon.

But now Ao Jue can only use one or two of this martial arts. The scorching wave mixed with the strange edge made of water and strange gold, and instantly turned into a huge sword edge and shot straight at Zhang Jun.

However, Zhang Jun descended from Yao, and with a thunderous move, the most rapid and domineering leg of Feng Shen's legs shot out, and descended from Yao, as if it were thunderous, even better than the heavy rain. In front of Zhang Jun's legs, a scorching red round Qi Qi appeared. It was simply that Zhang Jun's legs had exceeded the speed of sound, and the heat generated by friction with the air was almost lit.

Not only that, this scorching aura echoed the scorching momentum in Zhang Jun's body simulated Qilin blood. Suddenly, a huge fire Qilin magic pattern formed in the air, turning into a hot flame and falling down, like a real fire Qilin, pounced on the aojue on the lake.

(To be continued)
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