The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

At this time, the two slapped palms at the same time, and with a 'bang' sound, each of them drifted back, standing on half of the stone pillar.

Wei Zhuang has white hair fluttering in the wind, stern and domineering.

On the opposite side, Ji Wuye's bloody saber shield had already collapsed, and blood was still dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Ji Wuye, you once covered the sky with one hand, and you can be called a hero of the previous generation. I will use my strongest sword to kill you!"

Standing on half of the stone pillar, Wei Zhuang turned the shark's teeth across and stared at Ji Wuye, his whole body suddenly became fierce.

Hearing that Wei Zhuang was going to use the strongest sword, Mo Ya and Bai Feng, who were watching, couldn't help holding their breath, their faces became serious, their hearts were beating wildly, and they were full of anticipation for Wei Zhuang's strongest move.

"Wei Zhuang, the thing I hate the most is that I didn't kill you back then!"

Ji Wuye held the saber, bleeding from the cracked tiger's mouth, and stared at Wei Zhuang opposite.

When he was at his peak, he had a lot of masters under his command and controlled hundreds of thousands of troops. He really hoped to get rid of Wei Zhuang, but unfortunately it was already too late.

Now his situation is gone, Wei Zhuang's swordsmanship is extremely strong, he is no match at all.

suddenly!

"Crossing the Quartet!!"

After Wei Zhuang's words fell, an extremely bright and domineering golden sword light shone from the shark's teeth.

This sword light was like a scorching sun, and as soon as it rose above the ground, it was radiant. The broken rocks on the ground were suppressed by the sword energy, and immediately turned into dust, and ruthlessly killed Ji Wuye with an overwhelming momentum.

This sword was too tyrannical and domineering, Mo Ya and Bai Feng, who were watching the battle, could only avoid its sharp edge and quickly stepped back.

puff! !

The sword light was like a meteor, nailed to the ground in the distance, the hilt buzzed and vibrated, and a drop of bright red blood flowed into the ground along the blade.

This sword was extremely exhausting to Wei Zhuang, but the speed was extremely fast, Ji Wuye had no time to resist, and was directly pierced by the sword.

"I can not be reconciled……"

Ji Wuye stared wide-eyed, covered his throat with one hand, and stood with the knife in the other.

The vitality in his eyes faded rapidly, and finally, like a statue, he stood on the half of the stone pillar, his whole body was stiff and motionless.

Wouldn't fall down even to death, wouldn't admit defeat!

On the opposite side, Wei Zhuang grabbed it with his right hand, the shark teeth flew back into the scabbard, and flew down the stone pillar gently.

"The person is dead, and you can handle the rest."

With his back to Baifeng and Moya in the distance, Wei Zhuang said to them.

He took a step forward, his figure flashed, and he was already ten feet away. After a few brisk jumps, he disappeared behind the distant roof ridge.

"I will deal with the aftermath. Ji Wuye is dead, so you go and inform the Fourth Young Master."

"Okay, then you should be more careful."

Hearing Mo Ya's words, Bai Feng nodded slightly, tapped her toes lightly, and drew an arc like a bird in the sky, rushing towards Han Yu's mansion.

After Bai Feng left, Mo Ya glanced at the ruined General's Mansion, then at Ji Wuye who died on the stone pillar, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Everything is over, and the master should be very satisfied when he leaves the customs."

Looking up at the sun in the sky, the light was dazzling, and a smile appeared on Mo Ya's face, "The sky in Korea is finally bright!"

……

At this time, the secret room of the Han Mansion.

In the narrow stone room, the sun is not visible, only a bronze lamp is burning quietly, and occasionally, the wick will make a crackling sound.

For two whole days, Han Chen sat cross-legged on the futon, silently refining the Jizhou tripod.

Except for eating and drinking, etc., there was never a moment's break.

There was no sun or moon in the stone chamber, and time passed quickly.

Suddenly!

"Ding, congratulations to the host, successfully refining the Jizhou tripod!"

The long-awaited prompt sounded in his mind, a smile appeared on Han Chen's face, he let out a long breath, and his tense nerves relaxed.

In Zifu Niwan Palace.

Boo!

The gigantic Jizhou Ding made a gratifying muffled sound at the moment when the refining process ended.

The dirt on the surface of the cauldron automatically fell off layer by layer, as if it had been completely reborn, and its size shrunk a bit.

The Jizhou tripod, which was originally simple in color, took on a new look in an instant, revealing a shiny tripod body, dazzling golden light, noble and sacred, with a strong and domineering aura, mysterious and mysterious.

"What a powerful breath!"

Concentrating on observing the new Jizhou tripod, Han Chen's eyes lit up and he showed a satisfied smile.

"Ding, the Jizhou tripod is ready, the luck in the tripod can be used at any time, do you want to use it immediately?"

Hearing this, Han Chen suddenly stood up with a serious expression on his face.

The Jizhou Ding has the power of ghosts and gods to suppress the luck of the entire Jizhou. With this luck, Han Chen will benefit endlessly.

"use!"

Without hesitation, Han Chen directly gave the order.

Chapter 89: Refining luck, soaring cultivation (2/3)

"Ding! Jizhou's air transport has started to be used. Since the air transport is too large, it will take some time for the host to refine and absorb it."

System evaluation: The power of luck is infinitely mysterious, and the host can break through the entrance and improve his cultivation base if he obtains it!

hum!

The moment the system prompt ended, the Jizhou tripod in the Niwan Palace swung violently!

A vast and rich power of luck gushed out of the cauldron like a fountain, watering Han Chen's Zifu, and then, along the eight extraordinary meridians, flowed through the whole body in an instant.

"So strong!"

"Worthy of being one of the Nine Cauldrons of King Yu, suppressing the entire Jizhou, this luck is really huge!"

Han Chen's eyes widened, revealing surprise.

After the addition of luck, the aura of heaven and earth seemed to be summoned, and it became extremely violent, rushing to Han Chen's body spontaneously, which was faster than the twenty times cultivation speed after taking the Ningshen Pill, which has reached an unbelievable level.

This feeling is extremely comfortable, as if I jumped into the hot spring after being tired for a day, my whole body is warm and every muscle is excited.

However, due to the luck of Jizhou, it was refined by Han Chen.

At this moment, in the entire Jizhou, the originally clear sky suddenly appeared a large black cloud, and a vision of heaven and earth appeared.

Rumble!

Lightning flashed and thunder thundered in the black clouds, thunder and lightning slammed into the ground fiercely, trees were broken, mountains fell and ground cracked, and in some places, rivers flowed backwards, which had never happened in a hundred years.

……

At this moment, Han Mansion.

In the sunny hall.

Gan Luo, who was studying carefully, saw Han Yu walk into the hall, stood up, and bowed his hands, "Gan Luo has met the fourth son, and the fourth son is coming to the mansion this time, but he wants to see Mr.?"

"Well, it is indeed to see Mr.

Han Yu nodded, walked up to Gan Luo with a smile on his face, and asked, "Sir, you have been retreating for two days, are you out now?"

Now that Ji Wuye is dead, the enemy has been eliminated, and South Korea finally sees the light of day.

However, King Han also died.

A country cannot be without a king for a day.

Han Yu came to the mansion this time to ask Han Chen about the enthronement of the new king.

Although Han Yu is powerful now, holding a powerful army in his hands, calling the wind and rain in South Korea, and has the ability and qualifications to be the King of Han, but Han Chen is his master, and he dare not make his own claim.

After hearing Han Yu's words, Gan Luo shook his head, "Mr. is still retreating, and it has reached a critical period. It may take a few days before he can leave."

"That's the way it is, but it doesn't matter."

Han Yu smiled and didn't care. He immediately sat in front of the chessboard, picked up a black piece, and said to Gan Luo with a smile: "I have heard that Gan Luo's chess skills are superb. I set up a game in Xianyang that day and played a game of immortals with my husband. Famous, I yearn for it, how about you and I play a game of chess, okay?"

"Since the fourth son has such a good mood, Gan Luo would rather obey his orders than be respectful."

Gan Luo nodded and smiled, sat opposite Han Yu, and played chess with him.

Both of them are outstanding heroes in the world, they met their opponents in the chess game, they played heartily, after playing one game, they played another game, and even forgot the time.

sunset.

Outside the door of the hall, a young man in fine clothes came to the front of the chessboard with a smile on his face, looked at the situation on both sides, and said, "Junior Brother Gan Luo, the fourth brother's move is called [Go up the house and draw the ladder] ], you have to be careful!"

Han Yu and Gan Luo knew about the young man's arrival, and now listening to his advice, Gan Luo suddenly smiled.

"Thank you for your advice, brother, I almost fell for it."

After all, he made a decisive move, breaking Han Yu's layout in one fell swoop.

Han Yu shook his head and smiled, looked at the young man beside him, and jokingly said: "Old Jiu, I worked so hard to set up a trick, but because of your words, it was in vain. It seems that my real brother is not as close as your junior brother. "

This young man was Han Fei.

Gan Luo's chess skills are superb, and it's not easy for Han Yu to beat him once, which is really a pity.

Han Fei cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Fourth Brother, it's all the fault of Ninth Brother. I'll invite you to drink to make amends some other day."

"It's fine to drink, and it's a mistake to drink too much. Old Jiu, if I guessed correctly, you came to see Mr., right?"

"Ok!"

Hearing Han Yu's question, Han Fei nodded and said, "Although Ji Wuye is dead, the overall situation in South Korea is not stable, and there are many difficult things. In addition, I also have some things I want to ask sir."

In just a few days, Han Wang, the prince, Ji Wuye and others all died, and a fault appeared in the top management of South Korea.

There are many aftermath matters that need to be dealt with, and it is extremely difficult to know how to measure.