Rebirth of the Alone Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 244 The So-called Chance

The zhenqi condensed into a huge palm shadow several feet in size, and crushed it towards Maha.

Slam the monument!Suppress the Eight Desolation!
Moha's eyes were red, the long sword was lingering with true energy, and sword energy burst out, and the huge sword gang rose against the wind!

call out!
The strong wind pierced through the air, and Jian Gang was weak in front of the palm shadow, like a weak child, and was crushed by the palm shadow directly, causing his true energy to collapse.

Before the heavy palm force hit his body, Maha felt his whole body sink, as if a mountain was suppressing him, making the movement of true qi obscure.

Maha's eyes were about to burst, his whole body was surrounded by the shadow of his palm, and there was no way to escape, blood spewed out of his mouth as if he didn't want money, and the sword gang immediately rose against the wind.

crackle!

The azure blue thunder bounced on the sword, and the long sword in Maha's hand seemed to have turned into a thunder sword. Before it was cut out, the thunder was rolling, as if angry with Tianwei.

boom!
The sword gang blasted out and collided with the shadow of the palm, and the true energy transformed into gangster overflowed, destroying everything it affected.

The thunder sword was pinched in the hand by the shadow of the palm, and then under Maha's horrified gaze, it was crushed into countless pieces, and the thunder light disappeared immediately.

"No!"

Under the shock of Maha's mind, he was suppressed by the palm shadow amidst the unwilling roar.

Rumble!The earth trembled!

When the palm shadow disappeared, a huge pothole appeared on the ground, and only a pile of minced meat remained at the bottom.

Innate Extreme Realm, Maha, die!
Slapping Maha to death with one palm, Hong Xuankong neither blushed nor panted, as if he had done something insignificant.

After all, the gap between Maha's realm and Hong Xuankong's is still too big.

For those who have just entered Xiantian and Hong Xuankong, who have reached the limit of the Xiantian realm, the gap between the two is not much better, even if it is not like the difference between acquired and Xiantian.

Maha didn't expect to come in to find the opportunity, but died in the hands of Hong Xuankong instead.

Not long after Hong Xuankong left, the commotion here finally attracted other people.

When they saw the huge palm print on the ground, the people who came were all horrified, no one could recognize the identity of the lump of minced meat in the pit.

……

Wu Quan is a second-rate martial artist with mediocre qualifications. He was lucky enough to break into the second-rate when he was over [-] years old, and he has only been hovering in the early stage of the second-rate. His achievements in this life probably stop here.

Wu Quan knew his qualifications very well, so he didn't force much after breaking through the second-rate.

In this Guangyang mansion, a second-rate warrior at least has some status, and Wu Quan's life can be regarded as relaxed.

However, people are not always satisfied with the status quo in front of them.

Before breaking through to the second-rate, Wu Quan's wish was to become a second-rate warrior. After becoming a second-rate warrior, Wu Quan realized his potential, so Wu Quan let go of those unrealistic ideas for the time being.

But now that a chance appeared in Duanbing Mountain, Wu Quan's heart, which was unwilling to be content with this, became agitated again.

The so-called level is what level of people and things you come into contact with.

When he was a third-rate warrior before, Wu Quan thought that a second-rate warrior was a master, a real strong man.

But after reaching the second-rate, I found that there is a first-rate above the second-rate, and for the second-rate warriors, the first-rate is the strong.

He, Wu Quan, is still the same Wu Quan, and the weak is still the same weak person. Even if life gets better, it can't change the big situation.

Chance, who doesn't want it?
It may not be impossible to get a chance to make another breakthrough in cultivation.

"Top notch!"

Wu Quan's heart became hot.

It's just that there are buried swords everywhere around now, and Wu Quan didn't see any of the so-called chances. It's not that he didn't want to touch these swords in the past.

But before he saw that a martial artist seemed to touch these swords, the sword energy was immediately aroused, and after being blasted to pieces in an instant, Wu Quan put out his thoughts.

"This is?"

Wu Quan stopped suddenly, and his eyes fell on a long sword stuck in the ground.

This sword is dark and slender all over, different from ordinary long swords.

When he came to the black long sword, Wu Quan saw that there was no blade on the sword, and if it didn't have the shape of a sword, it would be almost like a stick.

What really attracted Wu Quan's attention was not the style of the sword, but the material of the sword body, which made Wu Quan a little familiar.

Wu Quan couldn't help squatting down, touching the sword with his hand, and he was fascinated by the clear texture he felt in his palm.

siderite!

Wu Quan is now certain that this is the legendary meteorite.

Whether it's the style, material, or feel, they are all exactly the same as in the records. Even if Wu Quan has never seen the real meteorite, he can still be sure.

Meteorite, according to legend, is an object from outside the sky, which fell into the mainland of Kyushu. It is a material containing mysterious energy, and it is inherently hard and unparalleled.

Each blade made of meteorite is enough to cut iron like mud, and a little forging is a famous weapon.

Moreover, most of the castings in the divine weapons are mixed with meteorites.

It can be said that meteoric iron is as precious as gold.

Wu Quan's heart beat violently, and the long sword made of meteorite in front of him was no less than a lump of golden gold in his eyes.

If he could take this sword out, it would be a great fortune.

Even if there is no other opportunity, just relying on this sword, then this trip will be considered a big profit.

But Wu Quan didn't draw his sword immediately, but hesitated for a while, his face was uncertain, as if he was struggling.

He didn't forget that a warrior drew his sword before, and immediately suffered a devastating blow from the sword energy. Wu Quan was not sure if he would suffer the same treatment if he did the same.

Thinking of this, Wu Quan raised his head and looked at the sky, where the sword energy gathered like a rainbow and intertwined there.

If you take the sword, you may suffer disaster.

But if he didn't take it, Wu Quan was not reconciled.

A sword made purely of meteoric iron is worth tens of thousands of gold in itself. If you just give up like this, Wu Quan will never be reconciled.

In the end, Wu Quan gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "The timid and the brave are starved to death, since you have come here, if you don't get something out, this trip will be in vain.

The opportunity is right in front of you, if the sky grants it, if you don't take it, you will be harmed by it! "

With this in mind, Wu Quan held the hilt of the sword with his hand, and used all his strength to draw the black long sword.

"rise!"

Wu Quan's face flushed red, his true energy was pushed to the extreme, the veins in his hands bulged, and he drew his sword upwards with all his strength.

With Wu Quan's force, the dark long sword was pulled out little by little.

finally!
The dark long sword was completely drawn out, and Wu Quan was caught off guard, and he staggered back two steps with too much force.

Wu Quan's first reaction when he drew out his sword was to look up at the sky.

The sword energy was still intertwined quietly, without any sign of riot.

"call!"

Wu Quan breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the black long sword in his hand, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahaha!"

(End of this chapter)