Zong Tianwu sighed.

"After this is over, you can go back to your sect. Although I am very unhappy with the current emperor, he did give birth to a good son. King Wei is better than me." Jiang Yu said with emotion.

Zong Tianwu frowned and said: "King Wei is indeed young and very courageous, but if you really don't fight, my lord, you will only die if you give up."

The struggle for imperial power can be given up if you want to.

Jiang Yu said: "If you can leave alive, then you can disarm and return home, become a knight-errant, and travel around the world. It will be a happy life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yu reined in his horse, and Zong Tianwu did the same.

A figure appeared on the road ahead. The man was wearing a purple-red dress, with long hair coiled under a jade crown with a snake head. His face was stern. With every step he took, black energy rose under his feet, as if he was stepping from Jiuyou.

Zong Tianwu frowned and said: "The opponent is very strong, not inferior to the master."

He was secretly confused as to when such a peerless master appeared in Dajing Wulin. He had never seen it before.

"The supreme martial arts master, Zong Tianwu, is worthy of his reputation when we meet him today. I am Snake-Hater, you may call me Snake-Hater."

The other party laughed jokingly, his smile full of murderous intent and sarcasm.

Zong Tianwu looked at him and said: "Venerable Snake-Hater? You nameless man, do you want to fight me with your own strength?"

Venerable Snake-Hater smiled and said: "Since you look down on me, I will satisfy you."

As soon as the words fell, figures jumped out from the woods in all directions, approaching quickly, surrounding Zong Tianwu and Jiang Yu.

Tiansu Thirteen Thorns!


Chapter completed!