In the beginning, I drew my sword a hundred thousand times

Chapter 38 Don't Be Soft, Be Hard! (one more)
Want to defeat a peak master of the Taihang Sword Sect with one move?

This is too arrogant, right?
Judging from the breath of the two.

Zhuang Changfeng is the cultivation base of Zhenxu eightfold.

And Wang Long only has the fifth level of suppressing virtual reality.

Although the difference is only three small realms, there is still a big gap in strength.

Even though Wang Long is a disciple of the Holy Land, his talent is far beyond that of ordinary people, and his strength can even crush people of the same cultivation level.

But it is still a bit unrealistic to want to defeat someone who is three small realms higher than him with one move.

Zhuang Changfeng raised his hand to grasp the void.

A sword cry suddenly resounded from the sky.

Then a ray of light quickly fell into his hands.

Clang!
A shining sword is in his hand, and on the sword body, there are bursts of dense breath.

But at the next moment, Wang Long slowly raised his hands, and the space behind him suddenly became chaotic and ups and downs.

A mirror suddenly popped out slowly.

On the back of the mirror, the word Futian is engraved.

Futian Fengxian Mirror!
Is this the inherited imperial weapon of Futian Holy Land?
Everyone was stunned.

This core disciple of Futian Holy Land actually possesses the Emperor Weapon of Futian Holy Land?

How can this be?

Judging from the aura emanating from the Futian Sealing Immortal Mirror, it is clearly a magic weapon beyond the holy level.

If so, just now Wang Long was definitely not bluffing.

With this Futian Sealing Immortal Mirror, he does have the capital to defeat Zhuang Changfeng.

But how could Futian Holy Land hand over an imperial weapon to him?
This is puzzling.

Besides, he is still so ostentatious, isn't he afraid of being coveted by others?

As everyone knows, this is not the real Futian Sealing Immortal Mirror.

This is just an imitation.

But even if it is just an imitation, it is still beyond the existence of holy magic weapon.

It can be said that it is a real super holy artifact.

This is also the sacred artifact that Wang Long bestowed on him from Futian Holy Land through his brother's relationship.

Futian Fengxian mirror was ups and downs for a while, and a mysterious light suddenly reflected from the mirror.

This ray of light seems to ignore the distance of space.

It directly shone on Zhuang Changfeng's body.

Suddenly, Zhuang Changfeng felt an inexplicable force restrain him.

No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't move, just like a fish on a board being slaughtered.

Wang Long smiled lightly.

With a swing of his palm, Zhuang Changfeng was directly sent flying.

And when he made the move, he spared no effort at all.

He didn't even put his life and death in his eyes.

"Pfft!"

When Zhuang Changfeng flew upside down, there was constant bloodshed.

And looking at his chest, a large area collapsed.

With such an injury, I am afraid that all internal organs have been damaged to varying degrees.

After being hit by this palm, if Zhuang Changfeng didn't lie on the bed for half a year, he probably wouldn't be able to recover.

"Wang Long!"

"You deceive people too much!"

Bai Jianchen sternly shouted.

In an instant, swords were on the verge of breaking out.

Originally, it was agreed that it was just a discussion and exchange, but they didn't know that Wang Long's attack was so vicious.

Wang Long stood in the void, with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of amusement.

"Skills are not as good as people, that's how it ends."

"how?"

"Dissatisfied?"

"If you want to bully the few with more, it's not impossible!"

"but……"

Before he could finish speaking, the four god-level powerhouses who had been waiting around Taihang Sword Sect for a long time appeared at the same time at this moment, bursting out with aura.

The four powerhouses of the Divine Palace suppressed the Taihang Sword Sect.

At this time, everyone present at the Taihang Sword Sect was angry, but they dared not speak up.

This is the strength of a holy land.

Casually dispatched four powerhouses of the Divine Palace Realm.

If this level of strength is placed in other sects, that sect will definitely become a first-class sect.

The aura of the Jingu realm was so oppressive that it was difficult for everyone to breathe.

Wang Long sneered.

"Humph!"

"A mere second-rate sect dares to disobey a holy place?"

"I want to marry your saint, that's because I like your Taihang Sword Sect."

"And yours?"

"You don't know good from bad, and you still want to use a saint to suppress me?"

"Let me tell you the truth."

"So what if he is a saint? Does he dare to be an enemy of my Futian Holy Land? Dare to be an enemy of my Four Great Sacred Lands in the Southern Region?"

"Pooh!"

This Wang Long can be described as taking advantage of the situation to bully others.

Soft ones won't work, so hard ones will come.

Now Taihang Jianzong is riding a tiger.

I thought that the people from the Holy Land were just discussing and exchanging ideas.

Little did they know, they were here to rob people.

Taihang Sword Sect still thinks of the Holy Land too simply.

Just when everyone was at a loss.

Lin Wanyan suddenly made a decision.

Walk out slowly from the crowd.

"You really want to marry me?"

"Then you promise me one condition!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

"Wanyan, you are..."

Bai Jianchen was even more surprised.

Lin Wanyan ignored it.

At this time, her eyes were firm, and she didn't seem to be acting on her own will.

Combined with today's situation.

Only in this way can the Holy Land stop embarrassing Taihang Sword Sect.

actually not.

On the surface, it seems that Lin Wanyan is righteous and awe-inspiring, and she is willing to submit to others for the sake of Taihang Sword Sect.

But Lin Wanyan had other ideas in her mind.

This is her arrogant heart at work.

Lin Wanyan has been the focus of the entire Taihang Sword Sect since she was a child, and she has always been a high-ranking existence.

He is even regarded as the first genius of Taihang Sword Sect.

Until a mysterious disciple appeared in the sect.

His light directly covered Lin Wanyan.

Although Lin Wanyan admired him somewhat.

But it was far from being able to conceal her arrogance.

Originally, Lin Wanyan thought that it was impossible for her to catch up with that mysterious disciple.

But right now, there is an opportunity for her to rise to the top and fly to the branches to become a phoenix.

Only in this way can she have a chance to catch up with the mysterious disciple.

Therefore, Lin Wanyan is not stupid, but quite scheming.

Hearing this, Wang Long jokingly said, "What? Now you know you regret it?"

"Sorry, I regret it now too!"

"You also want to marry me into Futian Holy Land?"

"It's a big joke!"

"I just want to play for fun. Do you really think I want to marry you?"

"You do not deserve!"

"You can only be my plaything at best!"

After Lin Wanyan heard this, she exploded instantly, and clenched her fists tightly.

It's fine to bully others, but now he is still playing with himself like this.

It doesn't hurt much, it's highly insulting.

"you……"

No, Wang Long above the void, with his nostrils upturned, looked so invincible.

"Taihang Sword Sect is a trash sect."

"In my opinion, there is no need for such a sect to exist."

"but……"

During the conversation, the greedy eyes enveloped Lin Wanyan and Li Shanling again.

But at this time, the void was ups and downs, and a more domineering momentum swept over.

In an instant, the coercion exerted by the four god-level powerhouses was directly broken.

Buzz! ! !
With the constant vibration of the void.

A figure fell from the sky.

This domineering atmosphere.

It's a saint...

This made Wang Long frowned.

At this critical moment, why would a saint come out to wade through this muddy water?
"Treat my disciple as a plaything?"

"What a big breath!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Long suddenly felt his shoulders sink, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.

It weighed him down.

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