Myriad Heavens Tribulation

In terms of realm alone, Wuming might be slightly better than the Tianya Dao Song Yuan that Wang Hong encountered in the first place.

Song Yuan still needs to rely on the power of luck to be able to securely enter the fourth rank, and as long as Wuming has another three to five years to settle down, he can almost 100% become a powerhouse of celestial beings.

However, high realm does not mean strong battle strength. The Grandmaster of Wind and Cloud World not only has no spell resistance, but also lacks the means of mental protection.

At this moment Wuming encounters Wang Hong’s own "Imperial Demon Sound", and Sea of ​​Consciousness quickly riots.

If your heart is not calm, your hands will be unstable.

As Wang Hong’s drum beat became more and more rapid, the anonymous fingers slightly trembled, the strings broke instantly, and the sound of the erhu stopped abruptly!

After the erhu sound stopped, Wang Hong's drums also disappeared, and the whole Zhonghua Pavilion was silent.

Not long after, a sigh came from the backyard:

"Brother Dugu, I don’t know how you found out my retreat, but since you know me To escape from suspended animation, you should understand that Wuming has no intention of winning or losing."

"And this little friend, although your drum sound is the sound of killing the golden horse and iron horse, its essence is It’s a pure Demonic Will. Even if you’re a cultivation base profound, but if you are addicted to the demonic path for a long time, you will find it hard to extricate yourself sooner or later."

The nameless voice is gentle and kind, just like a modest gentleman, even if you just lose to Wang Hong in the sound attack contest. , Still able to persuade them calmly.

Without waiting for Wang Hong to rebut, sword saint retorted first:

"Anonymous, are you kidding me? You and I have been practicing swordsman for decades, if we don’t compete for victory. What kind of swordsman is that?"

As the word saint fell, the curtains at the back of the lobby were lifted, and a middle age person wearing a blue and black robe and holding an erhu walked out.

At the moment when he saw the nameless, Wang Hong's pupils suddenly tightened.

The sword qi on the opponent's body has converged to nothing. If Wang Hong's spirit strength hadn't been able to illuminate the falsehood, he would never be regarded as a swordsman if he was replaced by someone who is unfamiliar and unknown.

'When I looked at him from a distance last time, there was still a lot of sword qi remaining on his body. In less than four years, he completely restrained his vitality and fit. '

'If he continues to develop, he will definitely step into the heavens within three years. When the time comes, let alone absolutely no god, Di Shitian will have a headache when he meets him. '

At this moment, Wang Hong looked at the handsome young man who was following Wuming, holding a sword in his arms, and couldn't help but secretly cursed: "It's really a pit!"

It seems Aware of the contempt in Wang Hong's eyes, Jian Chen shrank and looked towards him with some unfathomable mystery.

Wang Wuming also saw Wang Hong’s eyes, but mistakenly thought he was despising him, said with a smile indifferently:

"I have passed the hero sword to the sword In the morning, naturally there is no battle between the swordsman's victory and defeat, so please come back."

Sword saint was just about to reply, but was held down by Wang Hong:

" Well, since the senior’s sword has been passed to Jianchen, it’s better to let the juniors fight."

"If Jianchen wins, we turn around and leave and give him a Blood Bodhi. It is used to enhance our skills."

"If our side wins, please seniors to have a patient chat. It is related to the safety of the Central Plains martial arts, and we have to come."

Thinking To persuade such a nameless person, you still have to pinch the style.

If it's just some personal disputes, guilt, and interest entanglements, he will not even raise his eyelids.

But when it comes to the safety of the Central Plains martial arts, Wang Hong can fool him so long as he believes that there is no need for coercion and temptation, Wuming himself will draw his sword forward.

Furthermore, with the addition of the Jianchen competition, it can be regarded as giving Wuming a step. In this case, he has a high probability of not rejecting it.

"As long as it is not the younger brother who will end up in person, the other two will compete with the younger ones, I naturally have no objection."

Wuming gave it a little thought and agreed, not to mention Zhongyuan The martial arts are in danger, Jian Chen practiced swords behind closed doors all the year round, and basically never fought against other young Martial Artists. It's good to have a fight now.

Wang Hong wants to beat his sword in the morning, but that would be too demeaning, so said with a smile:

"Well, then my cousin will do it. Sword saint senior passed on her Holy Spirit Sword Art. Presumably Jian Chen would also be inexplicable Sword Art. Today, they let them replace the two seniors in a battle!"

Listen to Wang Hong. Both Sword Saint and Sword Saint shine.

The former simply doesn't want to do it, and the latter is not a Life and Death Battle and has almost no chance of winning.

Now that two youngsters are fighting against each other with two kinds of Sword Art, it can be regarded as another contest between the two.

Anonymous and sword saint have no objection, but Jianchen feels that Wang Hong is insulting him.

Obviously there is Aotian standing next to him, but let a girl compete with him, how despise him?

"Also ask the yellow-haired brother to take action, I never beat a woman!" Jian Chen said with an unhappy expression.

But his words instantly angered Mingyue.

Who do you look down on!

The three eldest disciples, who are famous all over the world, are all beaten up by themselves. This guy with a look of decay, how can he courage to let go of this madman!

The anger in Mingyue's eyes flashed away, and then he walked to the backyard with Wushuangjian. When passing by Jianchen, coldly said: "If you have the courage, come out and fight!"

Jian Chen wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wuming waved his hand:

"Go, don't be careless, this girl is not simple, the internal strength cultivation base is still above you ."

Jian Chen was slightly startled first, then nodded, and walked to the backyard with Mingyue.

When everyone arrived in the yard, Jian Chen was still preparing to say two scenes, but the Wushuang Sword in Mingyue's hand was already out of its sheath and whispered.

After the sword ceremony, the sword light suddenly shines, pure and condensed, and thousands of sword moves are integrated. The Holy Spirit Sword Art gesture style "Sword One" was displayed instantly by Mingyue.

Compared with other Innate Martial Artists of Fengyun world, Inner Strength has completely liquefied the bright moon. Even if there is no qualitative change, the total amount is several times that of Martial Artists of the same rank.

Her this sword is simply and direct, and the attached sword qi carries the momentum of the wind and thunder, and stabs the opponent with great delicacy.

Regardless of whether Jianchen's character is good or bad, he is a nameless dísciple after all, a swordsman with a true roots.

At this time, seeing this amazing sword, Jian Chen's original dissatisfaction disappeared, and the hero sword in his hand instantly unsheathed and turned into a silver rainbow, facing Wushuang sword without evasive.

After more than 20 years, Wushuang Sword and Hero Sword, in the hands of two young swordsmen, once again burst into brilliant rays of light!

The two swords fought against each other, the sharp sword qi swept across the square, and the surrounding ground seemed to have been cut by the invisible giant blade, densely covered with deep sword marks.

Although sword saint has been closed for 20 years, the changes in Holy Spirit Sword Art are not big.

While Wuming taught Jianchen these years, he also taught him how to crack the Holy Spirit Sword Art. It stands to reason that Yue should be restrained.

But Sword Art is one thing, and the person who uses Sword Art is another.

Although Mingyue majored in Holy Spirit Sword Art, he was deeply influenced by Wang Hong. Even the concept of Sword Art is somewhat similar to Wang Hong's thinking mode.

If you can run over, don't play tricks!

Sword fighting one by one, and finally zooming in? Is this a fool?

After the reunion, even if Mingyue had the upper hand, he did not continue to consume with Jianchen.

Seeing her figure swayed, four silhouettes suddenly appeared next to Jian Chen. All of these four silhouettes were in essence, surrounding Jian Chen who was at a loss.

Rather than waiting for the other party to judge the true and false, Mingyue’s Avatar formed by the Illusory Demon Movement Technique displayed "Sword Nineteen", "Sword Twenty", "Sword 21" and "Sword Twenty" respectively. two"!

These four styles are all Heartless Swords in Holy Spirit Sword Art, and Jianchen can't resist it at the same time.

Faced with such a desperate situation, he didn't care about other things, and directly displayed the one-style stunt that was imparted to him by namelessness, specifically restraining the Holy Spirit Sword Art's unique stunt, the inexplicable Sword Art Seventh Style-the name is unknown!

I saw the hero sword in his hand swept out, turned into a bright silver sword shadow, and then burst in vain, bursting out thousands of sword light, like a heavenly river rolled down, toward the surrounding Four silhouette swept away.

The inexplicable Sword Art comes from the inexplicable sword art of Sword Sect great swordmaster. After nameless insight, he created ten inexplicable Sword Art, which is also the life experience of a generation of Martial Art World's Legend.

At this moment, Jian Chen used the heroic sword to perform this style, which is not known, and he really has such a graceful look of Heavenly Sword.

But the same sentence, Sword Art can break Sword Art, but the swordsman may not be able to defeat the swordsman.

The silhouettes of the four bright moons all smiled together, the Wushuang swords in their hands echoed each other, forming a boundless sword net, which is true and false, true and false, firmly holding the bright sword light in Jianchen's hand Lock it up!

Just as the hero sword was struggling and stalemate with sword net, an unremarkable sword light suddenly lit up.

When Jianchen was caught off guard, he broke open the bright silver sword light beside him and stabbed his right hand holding the sword fiercely.

Seeing that Jianchen was about to lose, and even when his right hand was not guaranteed, Wuming couldn't help but shoot out a sword qi with his fingers, wanting to open the point of Wushuang Sword.

But how could Wang Hong allow anonymous meddling?

I saw the divine light flashed in his eyes, the intangible spirit strength, which instantly affected the nameless sword qi.

Although the sword qi was not obliterated by Wang Hong, it deflection occurred. The angle was severely tilted downwards. In the end, it missed the point of Wushuangjian's sword, but instead shot Jianchen's inner thigh!

According to Wang Hong's heart, Jian Chen should have a dead loss.

But now he still expects Wuming to slaughter the dragon with him, so naturally he can't really do everything.

So this sword qi was only wiped from a certain part, slowly falling with rags and some unknown hairs.

Mingyue's sword was still holding back its strength, but only wanted to teach Jianchen a lesson, but didn't intend to completely abolish him.

But the consequences caused by the nameless sword qi still irritated her. After all, she was a big girl less than twenty. The opponent who had just fought suddenly turned into a wretched man with open crotch pants. It is estimated that most women will be frightened. .

Before Jian Chen recovered from the shock of the attack on his lower body, the next moment was cut off the right hand by the sharp Wushuang sword.

With a scream, Jian Chen's right hand and Hero Sword landed together, and the blood spurted from the blast sprayed a mess around them.

I have always been calm and unfamiliar. At this moment, it is a rare turned pale in fright.

The blue black silhouette disappeared from the place, and instantly appeared beside Jianchen, clicking on his right arm repeatedly.

Waiting to stop the bleeding, Wuming slowly squatted down, picked up Jianchen’s right hand from the ground, looked at Wang Hong with a cold expression, and solemnly asked: "Is this the result you want? "

Before caring was messy, when I thought about it at this moment, I realized that Mingyue didn't mean to be cruel.

On the contrary, his sword qi was affected by Wang Hong, which caused embarrassing consequences. This was so shocked that Mingyue could not stop her.

Wang Hong laughed nonchalantly, took out a medicine pill and threw it to the nameless:

"Crush it and apply it to the wound, and then just put it on."

An unnamed frowned, but thinking of Wang Hong's amazing strength, there is no need to undermine Jian Chen, so he did what he said.

Not long after Wang Hong just established Western Road City, Zhu Zhao, the prince of Southern Heaven Kingdom, had a sneak attack on the City Lord's Mansion, but his legs were blown up by an electromagnetic rifle.

In this situation, struggling to fly back to the capital city, he could grow his legs again through spirit pill and marvelous medicine, let alone Jian Chen picked up on the spot.

Wang Hong saw that Wuming seemed to have something to say to Jian Chen, so he took sword saint and Mingyue back to the lobby.

He didn't order wine and dishes again this time. With Jianchen's miserable appearance, even if the new wine and dishes are not poisonous, I am afraid that there will not be fewer spit stars inside.

I released a few plates of barbecue from the Storage Bracelet, took out a pot of good wine, and chatted with sword saint.

"Old man never drank alcohol in the past, but since he met you, he has never drunk this wine less. You are really harmful!"

Wang Hong laughed and said: "Wine is a good thing for swordsmen. Ancient Shushan used to have the great name "Liquor Sword Immortal". Normally love wine as one's life behaves wildly, but his own "Wine God Curse" is the Peak of Shushan Sect. Absolute Art."

"There is a poem: the sword comes by the wind, the devil is between Heaven and Earth, there is wine and joy, and I am ecstatic without wine. I drink up the river, and then drink the sun and the moon. , I can’t get drunk from a thousand cups, I only drink Sword Immortal!"

Today, I had a contest with Wuming, and watched Mingyue abuse Jianchen, and Wang Hong was in a good mood, so I told everyone about it. The story of the Legend of Sword and Fairy.

It didn't take long for the nameless who sent Jianchen to rest and returned to the lobby.

Although Aotian opened his eyes today, his awe of the nameless was not so easy to dissipate, and he immediately gave up his seat and sat on the side table.

Sword saint was listening attentively at the moment, glanced at Aotian and didn't bother to scold him, poured Wuming a glass of wine, and then continued to listen to Wang Hong's talk about ancient Sword Immortal.

When the story of the Legend of the Sword and the Fairy was finished, Mingyue asked in tears: "Is Zhao Ling'er really dead? Ancient Era is so powerful, she is even more It is the queen of snails, someone can resurrect him!"

Wang Hong shook the head said: "There is no way, the Nuwa clan is so fate, no one can change it."

sword saint was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked: "No wonder I always think your breath is strange. It seems that your cultivation is the ancient Technique of Immortal Dao?"

Wang Hong didn't mean to hide it, nodded said :

"I can barely be regarded as Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivator, majoring in immortal dao cultivation technique, Martial Dao is also cultivated by the way. The orthodox immortal cultivator takes time to grind, and the growth rate is much slower."

Speaking of this, Wang Hong raised his wine glass to respect the nameless, said with a smile:

"Senior has already stepped into the threshold of heaven and man, the fourth rank cultivator regardless of immortal dao or Martial Dao, even the Ancient Era resting in the powerhouse as clouds, can be called the Great Cultivator. Let’s celebrate!"