Invincible Exchange System

Wang Wangshu and his party of six quickly arrived at the sword field.

Looking at the familiar sword field, Wang Shu couldn't help but sigh that time passed quickly. It was just three months before, as if he had just accompanied Lan Xue and Wu Meiqin to take the assessment yesterday.

A few people found a good spot and sat down cross-legged.

Zhu Wei and Murong Cheng were both injured in the test just now, so instead of talking casually, they took the healing elixir and recovered quietly.

Instead, because of the protection of the ice suit, Ma Xiong and the three did nothing and looked around.

Ye Wangshu was also idle and started to close his eyes, but when Wang Shu closed his eyes, the original feeling of being worn by Wan Jian appeared again, and he opened his eyes.

"what happened?"

When that feeling reappeared, Wang Shu had a great question in his heart. When I first arrived at the sword field, it was this illusion of ten thousand swords.

Ling Linger noticed Wang Shu's mood swings and asked curiously, "Wang Shu, what's wrong with you?"

"Linger, do you have any impression of this place?" According to Wang Shu's guess, Linger was here and asked curiously.

Wu Linger said confused, "Ah? I don't remember, I just feel a little familiar."

"It's okay, you just rest."

After hearing that Linger didn't have any impression on this place, Wang Shu didn't ask any more questions, tried to calm down and closed his eyes again.

Countless swords flew towards him, but Wang Shu did not open his eyes, but continued to close his eyes.

King Wang Shu found himself in a strange world. He stood out of thin air, the sky was red, and the earth was red. The white robe on him was also red, stained red by blood.

He held half-cut swords in his hands. Countless flying swords were like raindrops. I do n’t know where they came from. He was like sucking iron.

The moment he was stabbed, Wang Shu thought he would hurt, but unexpectedly found that he was like the air, transparent, and felt nothing, and the flying sword just passed through, and it didn't seem to come at him.

"This place again!"

The book of King of Kings is a little confused, is this his own memory? Or another world? He didn't know that this was the second time he had come to this place.

It wasn't too fast, and Wang Shu's eyes brightened, and he found a familiar figure, the petite and delicate figure.

It turned out that the countless flying swords did not come toward him, but toward the man covered with blood.

"Idiot, waste!"

The petite and delicate figure made a heartbreaking cry. Somehow, after hearing the voice, Wang Shu trembled, and there was an urge to cry. He wanted to rush to protect the woman, but his body was completely out of control. .

"what!"

Petite body was penetrated by Wan Jian and made a scream, which made Wang Shu's tears flow constantly, even a feeling that the soul would collapse.

Petite body slowly fell from the air. Wang Shu wanted to catch that body, but he couldn't move, and he couldn't see who issued the flying sword.

"Lan Xue, are you?"

King Shu Shu opened his mouth and shouted, but there was no sound at all, but the petite body was too familiar.

"Idiot waste!"

The woman's voice was getting smaller and smaller, but even the moment before her death, the idiot waste was still in her mouth.

"Do not!"

King Shu shouted, trying to save the woman, but suddenly opened his eyes, like a big dream, sweat was on his forehead, and his face was pale as paper.

"Lan Xue? Is that person really Lan Xue?"

I saw the petite woman in that strange world for the first time. Wang Shu intuitively thought it was Lan Xue, but at this moment he was puzzled because he thought of another person.

"No, I always think that person is not Lan Xue, but Lan Hua!"

I don't know why, when Wang Shu thought of that person as blue flower, this kind of thought madly occupied his entire consciousness.

The appearance of Lanhua and Lanxue is extremely similar. Although Lanhua has not called herself an idiot waste so far, Wang Shu intuitively thinks that the woman is Lanhua, not Lanxue.

"Wang Shu, what happened to you?"

After Ling Linger realized that Wang Shu was wrong, he asked again anxiously.

Shu Wang asked: "It's okay, I'm fine! By the way, Linger, do you know where the sky is red and the ground is red, the color is similar to blood."

Wu Ling'er asked three questions and said, "I don't know. What do you ask?"

"Nothing, just don't know!"

Since Linger didn't know, Wang Shu didn't want to ask any more. He only found the opportunity to investigate by himself. He always felt that this was not a simple hallucination, and it certainly foreshadowed something.

"Brother Wang, look at it, those disciples who were recognized by Gu Jian at the beginning!" But at this moment, Ma Xiong pointed at the side of the sword field and suddenly called out.

"Look, it's a disciple who has been recognized by Gu Jian!"

"I'm envious. They are also disciples of Baijianmen, but they can be recognized by Gu Jian. They are disciples from the inside when they get started. It's not like we have to struggle outside for years!"

"Oh, people are more deadly than popularity!"

Except for the evil spirits like Wang Shu, most of the disciples who entered Baijianmen had to fumble around in the outer door for several years before they had the chance to pass the test of the first level. Nope.

Wang Shu looked in the direction of Ma Xiong's finger, and found that a group of disciples of Baijianmen were rushing out, and even recognized the two leading women at a glance.

The two men are Lan Xue and Wu Meiqin who haven't seen each other for a long time.

"It's them!"

After seeing the two leading women, Wang Shu was glad.

After these disciples recognized by Gu Jian came out, they took the initiative to walk to an exclusive area and sat down with their knees resting.

But it seems very free. Some people leave their place and look around as if they want to find an acquaintance.

美 Wu Meiqin's eyes also glanced around, seemingly looking for something, but he didn't find it for a long time. Lan Xue was sitting on the ground with a dull face to rest.

Ma Mahu seemed to recognize the acquaintance, and he pulled Ma Xiong's clothes with excitement and said, "Brother, look at it, that's Sun Xintang!"

"Where and where? Just show me, at first, the five of us got the recognition of Gu Jian, which is really envious." Ma Xiong asked a little excitedly after hearing Sun Xintang's name.

Even the usually silent Luo Dingyu asked with excitement and excitement: "Where is he?"

"There, in the middle, you look good!"

He sloppily pointed at a young man in his twenties with a handsome appearance.

"Really Xintang! Xintang, Xintang!"

Bian Maxiong followed the direction of the sloppy finger, and saw Sun Xintang, and shouted loudly, while raising his hand to say hello.