Red Heart Survey

   Chapter 1254   can be described as magnificent

  Zhao Xuanyang nodded to show respect for Jiang Wang’s brave attitude towards Liangjian.

  Finally turned halfway around, looking at Jiang Wang directly.

   "How bad is it to fight, kill, and kill? I have always advocated peace. Wendou, not armed." He still smiled and said, "Look, you scared these people."

  It was clear that the two of them were facing each other near the gate of the restaurant, and it was clear that the others were quite far away from them.

  But in the entire restaurant, the drinkers, diners, and clerks all moved as far as possible, almost all crowded against the wall.

  At this moment, Jiang Wang suddenly thought of it.

  If it was the "Jiang Wang" among these populations, what would they do now?

  The whole restaurant is probably all hostages!

  Zhao Xuanyang is Jingguo Tianjiao, and Jingguo is the overlord of the Central Region.

  Hegemony must have the responsibility of the hegemony. Tianjiao should have the responsibility of Tianjiao.

  If you take these people in the restaurant as the host, regardless of men, women, young and old, extraordinary or not, they will all be coerced to kill them. I want to come to Zhao Xuanyang without worries.

  From the coldest combat perspective, this may be the only factor that can be used in this environment.

  But Jiang Wang held the sword in his hand and only said: "You have forty breaths to leave here. After forty breaths, I will do my best to fight to the death."

  He said this very calmly.

  The fearful people in the restaurant turned their eyes to Zhao Xuanyang, Jingguo Tianjiao.

  Zhao Xuanyang smiled and nodded.

  So a group of people squeezed out in a swarm, bypassing Jiang Wang far, filed out from Zhao Xuanyang, and gushing out of the restaurant's gate. No one even dared to stay near the restaurant and ran farther out.

  Fighting at this level, they really do not have the qualifications to watch.

  A big restaurant, suddenly empty.

  Only the many leftovers on the table are still describing the hustle and bustle.

  Zhao Xuanyang's eyes were finally a little surprised.

  He thought Jiang Wang would do something while the crowd filed out, and he was already prepared accordingly. Unexpectedly, Jiang Wang didn't do anything, but it seemed that he was really just trying to clear the battlefield of a fair duel.

  A monk from the inner palace, clearing the battlefield, want to fight him fairly with Zhao Xuanyang?

  This is really absurd.

  But this feeling makes him novel!

  Facing those Ning Ding's clear eyes, he thought, this is really an interesting person.

   Then in the next moment, the sword shines in his eyes!

  In Zhao Xuanyang’s eyes, the young man in front of him, wearing a black robe and long hair, dressed very degraded, suddenly looked very bright.

  Crimson fire flowed through her body, frost wind cloaked behind it, and suddenly a sword hit, there was the power of the Tianzhu dumping!

   "It's so interesting!" Zhao Xuanyang couldn't help but exclaimed.

   Then he shot.

  He really just "shot".

  His wooden sword is still in his hand, and his empty right hand is leaning forward, with **** together!

  Suddenly the jade color flows, **** shine.

   unexpectedly caught the sword of Sauvignon Blanc!

  Jiang Wang hit with the sword of the pinnacle, but he was blocked by the pair of fingers and couldn't make any further progress.

  What a huge gap is this? !

  Zhao Xuanyang pinched Jianfeng's **** and turned, he was about to break the sword tip of Sauvignon Blanc.

  The sharp sword sound that suddenly sounded was the wailing of Sauvignon Blanc!

   And Jiang Wang, who was easily intercepted by the strongest sword, had no surprises on the face.

  He and Zhao Xuanyang have the same gap as the sky.

  Of course he is Tianjiao, but Zhao Xuanyang is also Tianjiao.

  He only has the cultivation base of the inner palace, but Zhao Xuanyang is already a god!

  The power gap is there, and it is not just volition that can be crossed, he must recognize reality.

  After recognizing reality...

  Fight again!

   Jiang Wang's whole person, as if turned into a floating leaf, floated gently. This stalk of Acacia is the petiole of the floating leaf.

   Following the terrifying power of Zhao Xuanyang's two-finger fold, he lifted his whole body high, his hands were not away from the sword, he had already floated near with the sword, and he was close to Zhao Xuanyang, with a mouth—

   Samadhi is really fire rushing away.

  At the same time, the left hand also presses out suddenly.

  A wisp of frost wind fluttered in his palm, turning into a cold long nail, silently nailing to Zhao Xuanyang's heart.

  In this moment, Jiang Wang has already made a series of killer moves.

   can not be said to be not strong, and the grasp of fighters cannot be said to be imprecise.

  Zhao Xuanyang was still smiling, and the handsome face of Fengshen was suddenly covered with a golden light.

  The real fire of Samadhi will go up, but only in exchange for the golden light.

  At the same time, he held the wooden sword's left hand and moved only a few inches.

  After the killing nail fell, it was actually nailing the sword!

  Ding~

  There is only such a subtle sound, only this sound.

  Zhao Xuanyang's **** holding the tip of the sword suddenly turned back, returning the Sauvignon Blanc to its original state, and then gently sent it, then Jiang Wanglian brought the sword back to its original position.

  Floating back and landing.

  At this moment, Jiang Wang Chihuo is on his body, the frost wind is on his back, and the long sword is in his hand. Next to him, was the wine table where he placed the sharp knife.

  He returned to where he started, as if he had never taken a step.

  But he is clear and has exhausted all means!

   And Zhao Xuanyang, only a finger, moved the sword.

  This is really a desperate gap!

   "Such a good sword, it's a pity to ruin it." Zhao Xuanyang laughed softly.

  The gap in strength, he thinks it has been demonstrated sufficiently.

  It's time to give up resistance.

  But in the next moment, he heard the chirping birds, he saw meteors across the sky, he saw the sky and the earth, blooming flowers...

  The Art of Fire World!

  Jiang Wang didn't know what to give up. As the fire world spread out, his left eye turned red.

  The solo entry map has been rolled out, and the sunset is falling back and forth to the west.

  At the same time in the physical body and the spirit level, launched an attack!

  The scorching sun fell from the sky, almost destroying the sky and the earth. And the handsome figure in the yin and yang robe, only smiled and turned his palms up, holding the sky with one hand!

   Pressed the palm of the "sun" back into the sky, as if pressing it on the polar wall, flattened and shattered the whole "sun"!

  The illusion at the level of the soul disintegrated.

   Jiang Wang’s dry-yang pupil suddenly closed, and a **** tear was shed.

  In the world outside, Zhao Xuanyang is not evasive. He looked around the fire world in his left and right, and he was amazed: “It's a genius's creation, it has already been sprouted with vitality. Such a beautiful scenery can be described as magnificent!”

  This is a full range of gaps, this is a complete crush.

  But true courage is not the strong fighting the weak.

  It is impossible to challenge, to challenge despair!

   Jiang Wang’s left eye was bleeding, the power of the soul was defeated, but the man moved forward in the fire world, cut out with a sword, bold, stubborn, and courageous!

  People stand between the heaven and the earth, and should support the heaven and the earth!

  His extremely high-spirited aura, at this moment, seemed to have a subtle connection with this fire world.

  There are "people" in the world!

  In the world of fire, there is a true “God” standing upright!

  Purely speaking of swordsmanship, Jiang Wang’s strongest sword style so far is of course the herringbone sword.

In the state of    sword fairy, the ultimate sword is more a combination of supernatural powers, integrating all kinds of things into one, similar to the sun, moon and star three-wheeled sword of Chong Xuanzun.

  At this moment, Jiang Wang cut out the herringbone sword in the fire world, and showed the courage and unyielding of people in front of the **** Lintian arrogant Zhao Xuanyang.

  The fire world technique is the strongest technique Jiang Wang can use now.

  Combine magical powers, totems, and Taoism in one state.

  The strongest Daoshu so far and the strongest swordsman so far have reached a wonderful unity at this moment.

  In front of such a desperate opponent, Jiang Wang became more and more frustrated and made another breakthrough.

  The art has been born, the sword has been enlightened!

   "Okay!" Zhao Xuanyang's eyes lit up.

  This bright, never darkened again.

  A misty figure jumped out of his eyes and jumped onto his wooden sword.

  The wooden sword gives birth to brilliant light.

   And Zhao Xuanyang held the sword in his left hand and stood in front of him.

  The blade of the wooden sword, just against the tip of Jiang Wang's sword!

  The blade of the wooden sword divides Zhao Xuanyang's face into two parts. One side reflected the brilliance of the fire world, but one side seemed to be hidden in the shadows, not real.

   Jiang Wang, who came from the sword, stared at him like this.

  In Zhao Xuanyang's eyes, Jiang Wang did not see emotions.

  In Jiang Wang’s eyes, Zhao Xuanyang never found despair.

  They looked at each other, their will to fight colliding.

  Time and space seem to have frozen.

  At the same time, meteors crossed the horizon, flame birds flew in the sky, and flame flowers swayed all around.

  The boy in the black robe, the sword hit the south wall.

  And this peerless God-Living Tianjiao is as towering as a mountain, indestructible and unmovable.

   Jiang couldn’t enter anymore, and the man and the sword were frozen in the air, and Zhao Xuanyang sighed, “Have you hit the southern wall?”

   After a sigh, he gently turned the wooden sword he held upright in his hand, and the tip of Sauvignon Blanc's sword followed the direction in which the wooden sword turned away, sticking to the body of the wooden sword, and stabbed it out.

   just passed through Zhao Xuanyang’s face, piercing the air, but never hurt his hair.

  The full moon-like sword hilt of Sauvignon Blanc hits the edge of the wooden sword.

  Human and sword converge.

  At this time, Jiang Wang was already close to him. And Zhao Xuanyang squeezed a fist with his right hand, directly and simply punched it in his abdomen.

  In the midair, Jiang Wang arched up like a shrimp. The four inner palaces and the Tongtian Palace were all in a rapid shock, and they lost resistance for a while.

   And Zhao Xuanyang loosened his fist, shook his hand, and shook out a golden rope. After winding it twice, Jiang Wang was firmly bound.

  I don’t know what kind of material the rope is. The moment the upper body is tied, the faint Jinhui is printed on the Tongtian Palace... The Dao Yuan in Jiang Wang's body seems to have solidified and can no longer move.

  The outcome has been divided.

  This is a confrontation without much suspense. Perhaps only Jiang Wang himself is still trying to find a possibility.

  Now, this struggle has failed.

  The magnificent world of fire collapsed.

  The restaurant they were in was burnt clean, and nothing was left. They were in a trance and became ugly scars in the city.

   Although Yu Bo is confined to this restaurant, no one can be seen within one mile.

  Only the extraordinary power belonging to Zhongshan Kingdom, guarding outside the range of one mile...waiting to clean up the mess.

  Zhao Xuanyang looked at Jiang Wang at this time: "In your sword just now, I almost saw the prototype of the Dao. Unfortunately, you were born ten years late."

  He thought for a while, then said: "No, maybe five years."

  In his opinion, in ten or five years, Jiang Wang will be able to achieve God's Presence and truly confront him today. This can be said to be a very high evaluation.

  But it may not be a good thing that Zhao Xuanyang is highly praised now.

  The higher the upper limit of his future, the more his enemies are reluctant to let him go.

  At this time, Jiang Wang's arms were tightly tied to his torso by golden ropes, unable to move.

  His left eye was closed tightly, blood stains snaking down.

  The right eye is still open, there is no resentment, no pity, but it is calm. Just said: "It's nothing to be a pity. There are early walkers in life. You are later than some people, and I am earlier than some people. To be caught by you today is not as skilled as people, that's all."

   "I admire you more and more." Zhao Xuanyang said: "I really rarely see someone as interesting as you... You don't seem to be upset at all?"

   "What's upsetting?" Jiang Wang said quietly: "I have done everything I can and tried my best. No matter what the result is, just face it."

"It's really the mentality of a strong man! It's not like some so-called Tianjiao, who have talent and strength, but have no sound personality. If the timing is wrong, I should invite you to have a drink!" Zhao Xuanyang exclaimed, and said: "Just now in the battle, I have had some distracting thoughts twice. I think it is caused by your magical powers?"

  He asked with interest: "It's really interesting. What is the magical power you have been hiding?"

  In the face of Zhao Xuanyang, who was in the realm of God, and wanted to struggle to make a slight escape, Jiang Wang had absolutely no qualifications to retain.

  This led to the fact that he had been hiding for so long and had never been exposed in the Yellow River meeting astray, failed in dealing with Zhao Xuanyang, and was noticed!

  This is undoubtedly bad news. But under these circumstances, it is nothing more than adding frost to the snow.

   "I don't know what you are talking about." Jiang Wang was expressionless.

  Zhao Xuanyang shrugged: "I don't want to say that I am not reluctant. I can probably guess one or two anyway."

  He casually hung the wooden sword obliquely behind him, then stretched out his hand, took off the Sauvignon Blanc in Jiang Wang's hand, and helped him put it in the Shenlong wooden sheath. Also very considerate, helped him tie this famous sword around his waist.

   "Okay." Zhao Xuanyang satisfactorily looked at Jiang Wang who was tightly bound, admiring his masterpiece: "We should go to Yujing Mountain. I admire you very much, and I will prepare food for you."

  "Should I say thank you?" Jiang Wang asked.

  He looked really embarrassed, but his expression was so calm. It seemed that he was ready to meet everything, no matter what was waiting for him.

  This is indeed the calmness of doing my best without regrets, doing my best without regrets.

   "Hahaha." Zhao Xuanyang laughed happily: "It's not necessary!"

  He stretched out his hand and took Jiang Wang's arm, and he was about to take the prisoner away.

  But at this moment, a voice suddenly pierced over, and it pierced people's ears extremely sharply.

   "Zhao Xuanyang, I advise you to let go of your hands."

  The voice said: "If you don't want to die."

  The tone is calm, but the content is arrogant.

  The volume is not high, but this city in Zhongshan...everyone can hear it!

  Who is so bold to speak to Zhao Xuanyang? !

  Jiang Wang and Zhao Xuanyang, they looked east almost at the same time.

  It was noon, and the big day was high in the air.

  However, even the sun cannot monopolize the brilliance.

  Like the sky and the moon, falling into an adult.

  From the end of the long street, a figure in a white robe and silver armor walked slowly.

  The frost-like long spear hung obliquely behind him, with the tip of the spear sticking to the ground.

  As this person moved forward, he even cut a gap in the floor tiles.

  It was a straight seam like a gun, extending from behind this person to the end of the field of vision.

  When he comes with a gun, people should keep their eyes on.

  Where he goes, the ground should be divided into two points.

  The name of this gun is Shaohua, and this name is unparalleled.

This person……

  Named Ji Zhaonan!

  　 Yesterday some readers said, Ah Shi, now you are on fire, delete some of the previous complaints, I think someone is talking about you.

  　　 I remembered that, the same thing, a leader told me before.

  　　 At that time, he recommended others to read Chi Xin, and then the person said, "It is very well written, so I am willing to spend money to read it. But the author is too glass-hearted and has been complaining there. It's annoying to watch."

  　　 The original words are actually worse than this.

  　　 So he told me, Ah Shi, otherwise go and delete those words.

  　　 I said, no need. That's me too.

  　　 I like to be admired, and occasionally pretend to be self-inflated as a cock.

  　　 I really can’t stand it any longer, I suffer from insomnia every night, and I have the urge to give up every day.

  　　 I am not as tenacious as Jiang Wang, and I lack Jiang Wang’s courage.

  　　 Stripped of the world of fiction, apart from being brilliant and handsome, I was actually pretty ordinary. (laugh)

  　　 Okay, I want to say, that's the real me.

  　　 There is nothing to face. Vulnerability is not a shameful thing, and it is not my fault to be attacked for no reason.

  　　 Because it is updated every day and there is no time to exercise, the writing notebook is a way for me to vent my emotions.

  　　 Has anyone experienced an online violence? Has anyone been besieged by flies for no reason? Has anyone been trapped in the long night when no hope can be seen?

  　　 No one can really empathize.

  　　 I am grateful to myself at that time, I still express my impulse, and can dispel those negative emotions.

  　　 When will be lost to nonsense, goodbye.

  　　 think that the author is a creative machine, he should be like a god, without personal emotions, and can only say that he has no relationship with this book.

  　　 can't write anymore, let's not say it.

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  　　 The two more merged, there will be at night.

  (End of this chapter)