"Everyone..."

At this moment, Zhao Xu's voice came out.

I saw him standing under the banner, full of energy.

"The power of martial arts has already begun, but I should not be too happy."

He paused, and saw that everyone was focusing on him, so he continued to speak.

"Before the master was born, the martial arts had been sinking for too long. At this time, our top priority should be to take this opportunity to gather more fellow practitioners to rebuild the Gang Bo Spirit Realm."

"Although Master paved the way for us, we cannot relax now. The status of the Gangtai Trooper cannot rely solely on the master, but also on our own strength to protect it. Please remember this..."

"It's right!"

The stamina surrounding the stamina applauded.

"Wu Shuang Zhan Zun is the leader of our world's Gang Taishi. We will definitely follow the young master to protect the status of Gang Taishi. We will never refuse!"

"Yes, our era of Gangtai-Tianjin relies entirely on the Wushuang War Lord. There is no Wushuang War Lord, nor this prosperous martial arts era! But we must also work together to completely stabilize this era of Gangtai-Tianjin under the leadership of the Wushuang War Lord!"

Just as everyone responded one after another, a cold snorted suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

The sound is extremely cold.

After hearing this, people can't help but feel as if bitter wine is blowing by the biting cold wind of the cold winter.

The hairs all over his body were involuntarily standing up.

There was a layer of goose bumps on my skin.

Everyone couldn't help but shivered.

"Without the Unparalleled War Lord, there would be no martial arts, what a big tone..."

As the cold sound rang out, a figure slowly walked in.

The pace looks so slow and so firm.

But every step of the way seems to shrink the distance from the end of the world into a close distance.

When this person appeared, the groups of stamina tycoons in front of him seemed to have subconsciously reacted, and made a passage open.

This man was like night, his eyes shining in the darkness.

Although it was clear sky, this person seemed to be shrouded in the extreme darkness...

No, his body seems to be dark.

"Who are you?"

At this moment, Zhao Xu stared at the visitor and asked in a deep voice.

From the other party, he felt a powerful and domineering aura.

This person must be a martial arts expert.

The strength is rare in the world except for the master.

"Are you a disciple of Wushuang War Lord?"

The visitor said slowly, without answering Zhao Xu's question at all.

That face suddenly showed a coldness.

It is absolutely cold, extremely cold, without the slightest temperature.

This coldness has reached the brink of death.

"I am a disciple of Wushuang Zhan Zun, who are you?"

At this moment, the surrounding stamina seemed to be snatched by this person's aura.

Except for the Zhao brothers and sisters, no one dared to come forward to scold him.

"Haha, Wushuang War Lord, very famous."

The visitor sneered, and even in his smile, there was no warmth at all.

Instead, it was filled with a kind of contempt.

"The birth of martial arts has nothing to do with Wushuang War Lord. Without him, martial arts will still flourish. This is not the era of Wushuang War Lord, but my era, and our Martial Ancestor lineage."

When he said this, he stepped forward step by step.

At this moment, even Zhao Xu could not resist that momentum.

The feet softened slightly, and there was an urge to retreat.

But just as his footsteps were about to move, the breath that Wushuang Zhan Zun left in his body penetrated his body, helping him stabilize his position.

"Are you a descendant of the Wu Zu lineage?"

Others don’t know that, but as a disciple of the Wushuang Zhan Zun, Zhao Xu has long heard of the title of Wu Zu.

If Wushuang Zhan Zun is the revival of martial arts, then the Martial Ancestor can be called the pioneer of martial arts.

Among the world's Gang stamina, the disciple of Wushuang Zhanzun is extremely noble.

The only one who can compare with it is the descendants of Wu Zu.

"So you also know that Wu Zu, since that's the case, and that courageous way to speak wildly."

While speaking, the man's steps still did not stop.

Step by step, approached Zhao Xu.

The momentum is unparalleled.

It seems to be comparable to the Incomparable War Lord.

"What do you want?"

Zhao Xu took a deep breath and barely stabilized his body.

In front of this man, he felt that he seemed so weak.

In a trance, he had the illusion of facing his master.

If Wushuang Zhan Zun had not left a divine thought in his body, he would have been suppressed in his spiritual will at this time.

"What do you want?"

The visitor walked under the flag and stopped.

He repeated Zhao Xu's words, and a chilling sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He slowly raised his head and looked up at the eight words on the flag.

"I want everyone in the world to know that the Martial Ancestor is the founder of martial arts. Only the descendants of the Martial Ancestor's bloodline can revitalize martial arts. I want to regain the former glory of my ancestors."

Every word is like thunder, shocking the soul.

If Zhao Xu had met the descendants of Wu Zu's bloodline, he would have been polite.

But now, he already understood that the other party was fighting for Taoism.

This situation cannot be compromised.

If you give in, it means that the Unparalleled War Lord will withdraw from the battle for the great righteousness of Taoism.

You must know that the dispute over Taoism has always been the cruelest.

"Shadowless!"

Zhao Xu snorted coldly, and the blood in his body boiled.

Facing the descendants of Wu Zu, he felt great oppression.

"You are a descendant of the bloodline of the Martial Ancestor. Logically speaking, I should respectfully call you a senior. You just said that the Martial Ancestor is the founder of Martial Arts, and no one will object to this sentence."

At this moment, Zhao Xu talked freely.

On the surface, it looks quite relaxed.

But in fact, he was trying his best to fight against that powerful aura at all times.

This person's aura is so strong that he can match the Invincible War Lord.

The cold face emits an extreme coldness.

Those eyes are particularly attractive.

Indifferently, looking down at all the people.

It feels like the god of death walking out of hell.

"Although Wu Zu is the founder of martial arts, the one who has promoted martial arts is Wushuang War Lord. If Wushuang War Lord was not, our worldly stamina will be bullied. How could we have the current status?"

Zhao Xu raised his arms and shouted with a passionate expression.

Since becoming the direct disciple of Wushuang Zhan Zun, he has considered himself the orthodox martial arts.

In recent times, Wushuang War Lord has attacked from front and back, killing the three clans and bowing their heads, and the heroes are helpless.
To be continued...