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Wang Zongchao held the sword in his hand, and suddenly this internal force, the true qi of the infinite blazing sun, * poured into the Huolin Sword. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

If it was an ordinary weapon, it would have instantly evaporated into an iron curtain at this time, but the Huolin Sword was not only undamaged, but also had been urged by the peerless internal force of the heavenly and human level, and the ferocity was so blazing that it was unprecedentedly terrifying.

For a moment, the blade of the Huolin Sword trembled at an unimaginable high frequency, as if the blade was flying away from the hilt of the sword to drink blood, to kill, to vent the power of the rage. The sword roar resounded through the sky, and under a terrible heat, the surrounding grass and trees caught fire one after another, and gradually spread into the distance. The vicious momentum like a volcanic eruption made Qin Yuyu take a step back. But after all, she has an innate internal force to protect her body, and those scattered flames can't hurt her.

At this moment, Wang Zongchao raised his sword and stabbed straight into the sky.

With this time, all the surrounding flames were attracted by manipulation, and they all converged on the Huolin Sword, turning into a bright and dazzling torrent of fire, surging straight into the sky in a terrible roar, and for a while there was a great tendency to pierce the clouds and burn the sky.

Qin Yuyu looked into the distance, and was able to see that there was a bright red spot in the dim clouds of the night sky, which was quite spectacular, and it took a long time to dim.

"What is this sword aura?" In the distance, Jian Chen, who was traveling a few miles away by boat with the Sword Saint, was also shocked by this sky-rushing sword aura.

"The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that the person doesn't understand the sword" The sword saint gave an indifferent comment, he didn't look back, but he had accurately judged the essence of this sword qi. Although Wang Zongchao can't say that he doesn't understand swordsmanship at all, "but his swordsmanship is actually the same in the eyes of the Sword Saint, and "don't understand" is no different, and he knows that he is just using peerless internal force to force the Huolin Sword to send out a sword light.

"This sword aura was emitted by the young brother Tai before?" Jian Chen's eyebrows furrowed slightly, although he has always been humble and elegant, but the master is the first swordsman in the martial arts, and he has just defeated the sword saint, and he is really arrogant in his heart, thinking that the older generation will not care for the time being, but the younger generation in the martial arts should regard himself as the leader. So at this time, when I saw the sky-rushing sword, I was unconsciously a little surprised.

The Sword Saint smiled coldly: "It may not be "young" The strength of this person's internal strength is indeed something I have only seen in my life, and it can be described as ancient and unparalleled. It is not surprising that people who have reached such a point in their internal strength are nearly 100 years old but still look like young adults. Four days later, it would have been much more interesting if the opponent had been him instead of the hero. ”

On the other side, after a sword catharsis, the Huolin Sword calmed down, the evil qi disappeared, and the sword body was only slightly dark red, and it no longer emitted compelling heat.

There was not a trace of fire left around, but there was no grass growing within a dozen zhang, leaving only a cracked scorched earth, and farther away, more than a dozen trees were only left with ugly dead branches of black grits, and a gust of wind blew and suddenly collapsed into ashes.

"What's the matter?, what is the strength of the fire qilin?" Seeing the power of the previous blow, Qin Yuyu was both happy and worried. She knew very well that the stronger the Fire Qilin, the greater the benefits it might bring to the Zhongzhou team, but it would also be more difficult to bite.

"This scale is still alive, and it also contains an extremely strong vitality and a wild and ferocious beast thought, and even turns the entire sword into a living alien body, and retains the talent of fire control, this vitality, adaptability, and the combination of will and body Cheng dù is very similar to the fourth-order ......" Wang Zongchao frowned slightly, "But there is one thing that is not like it: the fourth-order ** As long as it is not completely destroyed, it will instinctively concentrate on the body, and as long as there is enough time, even if it is divided into hundreds of pieces, it will be gathered together to restore the body. If that were the case, it would not have been possible for the scale to be embedded in the sword all the time.

And I can feel that the genes in this scale have been solidified and stereotyped, and there is no possibility of self-regulation and evolution, which is two extremes of the "goddess of the night" who has evolved to chaos in the crazy self. It's not clear to me what this means. Perhaps, when the fourth-order genes have evolved to a point where they no longer need to evolve, the genes will solidify and reproduce as stable group genes. The Fire Qilin may not be a fourth-order per se, but it is likely to have a fourth-order ancestor who has evolved to the apex.

When it comes to the specific strength of the Fire Qilin, I think that although it does not have the terrifying recovery ability of the fourth order, judging from the sturdiness and vitality of this scale, "I am afraid that it will be difficult for B-level divine soldiers to cause damage to it, and the strength of qi and blood is higher than mine" has a great impact on the play of spells.

And the ferocious beast thoughts on its body can probably cause a "fear aura, a kind of effect." Those who are not strong enough will directly turn into a blank space in front of it, and let the fish and flesh go. I remember that when the fire unicorn first appeared in the comics, the Mobei Crazy Sword Nie Ren King and the Nanlin Sword Head Commander were almost powerless to fight back against it, and the young man Bu Jingyun just glanced at it from a distance and formed a nightmarish psychological shadow, which was probably related to this. ”

"How is the strength of the Fire Qilin compared to you?" Qin Yuyu continued to ask.

Wang Zongchao smiled indifferently, took the Fire Lin Sword back to its scabbard and handed it back to Qin Zhuyu, and replied in a reading tone, "If the Fire Qilin knows how to use its huge power in a subtle way, then it will have a fight, but if it only relies on the instinct of the beast and has no wisdom, it is not my opponent." ”

"That's okay" Qin Yuyu relieved himself at this time, and let out a confident smile: "If the fire qilin is not too strong, it will be handed over to us to practice."

When the time comes, you can slaughter a fire unicorn and make hundreds of fire-scale swords. The Fire Scale Sword, to say the least, is also a weapon above the B level! There is also a Qilin Blood Bath, which can form an invulnerable Qilin arm that can release flames when splashed with a few drops of blood from the Fire Qilin, if it is the whole body......"

"I'm afraid not" Wang Zongchao also smiled when he heard this: "Even if there are no scales, this sword is a rare divine weapon, otherwise it would be impossible to stab a scale on the fire qilin back then."

Moreover, the scales and the sword have also been fused for a long time, and they continue to absorb the blood of the dead under the sword to strengthen themselves. Well, one scale makes a handful of the same level, but it's not that simple. ”

And every drop of blood of the fire unicorn contains extremely ferocious beast thoughts, Nie Feng ancestor just swallowed a few drops of qilin blood, and formed the "crazy blood" of the Nie family's bloodline. And for decades since Bu Jingyun obtained the Qilin Arm, he has often fought to the death with the Fire Qilin in nightmares.

If the will cannot bear it, do not stain half a drop of blood. ”

"Don't worry, these Chu Xuan will definitely study thoroughly. Qin Yuyu's confident tone sounded like the fire qilin had fallen into her hands, and then she mentioned another thing: "If you want to fight the Xiongba next, Zhu Shou asked me to remind you that it is best not to kill the Xiongba." Because Xiongba's life is special, the only ones who can restrain his luck are Fengyun and the two, and others can't kill him even if they are several times stronger than him, and even hurting him may cause bad luck. ”

"Oh, is there such a thing?" Wang Zongchao thought it was funny at first, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be really like that.

In fact, the key to the rise of the hegemon is not so much because of his strong martial arts or scheming, but because of luck. Before the hegemony, it was one hundred and eight Tianchi killers who were rampant, but they provoked the sword saint of the year to come to the door. After a bloody battle, only twelve people escaped from the killer organization that was extremely powerful at that time, and Xiongba took the opportunity to recruit and became a hidden killer force to secretly solve many hot enemies for him.

Then the Sword Master was defeated by no name and returned to the rivers and lakes. A few years later, the ten major sects of martial arts at that time made a feud with Nameless and were killed by Nameless, but Nameless then went into hiding. It is precisely because of the power vacuum left by the withering of the ten major sects that the hegemonic Tianxia Association has been able to develop rapidly.

During this period, Dongying's absolute godlessness led 5,000 elites to take the world meeting first and then seek the Central Plains, but they were blocked by the nameless Guanwai Tianxia Association without any damage. As for the last martial arts force Wushuang City that competed with the hegemon, due to the Sword Saint's retreat, the real city lord was frozen in the Sword Sect, so he was naturally not an opponent.

A more typical example is: in the decisive battle between the Juggernaut and the Xiongba that will take place four days later in the comics, although the earth-shattering Sword Twenty-Three of the Juggernaut made the Xiongba have no power to resist, but in the end, he actually fell short, only stabbing the Xiongba in the arm, plus killing a bunch of gongs.

In this way, it seems that in addition to dealing with the two of them, Xiongba's luck is really against the sky. Even the nameless who later made Xiongba abolish his merits and go into hiding seems to have suffered the same retribution, and he was once abolished from his martial arts.

At this time, Qin Yuyu said again: "Zhu Shou also said: We are outsiders, and the constraints of karma and luck in this world were not strong enough for us at the beginning, if you must kill Xiongba, you can probably still kill it." But the subsequent karmic backlash is very powerful, and will make your luck extremely low in the days to come. So if you want to kill him, it's better to use Fengyun and the two of them to attack. ”

"Don't worry, at the moment, I just want to defeat the male tyrant and am also interested in his martial arts, but not in his life. Wang Zongchao nodded in agreement, he didn't have to deal with God.

"There is one more thing" Qin Yuyu's tone had been very relaxed, but then it turned solemn and concerned: "I want to ask you if you have a chance of winning against the Sword Saint's Sword Twenty-Three?"

"Sword Twenty-Three, I can't imagine the principle at all. Wang Zongchao shook his head and then smiled again, "If there is a duel that has not yet started and has a full chance of winning, then where can it be called a duel? But I have a request here: I hope you will not interfere in this duel, because it is an insult to both sides of the duel." ”

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Tianshan Mountain, towering into the clouds, is the head of the mountains in the area of Tianyin City, here is the general altar of the world's first big gang of "Tianxia Hui" of the mighty martial arts, the altar house is built against the mountain, majestic and majestic, the atmosphere is thousands of thousands, it is breathtaking.

In the early morning, the black clouds like splashing ink pressed heavily on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, wrapping the entire steep peak, and the huge Tianshan Mountain was filled with clouds and mist. However, at the highest point of the peak, the clouds and mist repelled and surged out from time to time, and a dazzling golden light swayed on the highest part of the Tianshan Mountain, a three-storey high, Qionglou Yuyu, pink carved jade-like towering building, which was quite a spectacle for a while.

It is the "first floor in the world" where the heroes live, and the majestic spirit of the clouds fully shows the strong internal cultivation of the people in the building.

Under the Tianshan Mountains, countless bunkers and city towers surrounded all the main roads on the mountain like an iron bucket, and the city walls were covered with dense gangs. Thousands of sharp long knives flashed in cold light, and dense pitch-black sharp long arrows flashed coldly at the head of the city and the arrow tower. Defending in such a dangerous way, even if there are 100,000 elite soldiers attacking the mountain, it is difficult to attack it.

At this time, the alarm bell rang under the Tianshan Mountain, and even the Aishang novel network burst into the sky wolf smoke, once the signal of the attack on the main altar was issued, thousands of altars all over the country in the world would hear the news and come to help, and tens of thousands of people would gather in the Tianshan Mountain and annihilate the enemy.

Such a huge momentum, but there was only one attacker.

In fact, it can't be called an attack, Wang Zongchao just walked up to the Tianshan Mountain, encountered a city wall blocking the way, or carried tui as if crossing a not too high threshold, or pushed open the closed gatehouse and walked in.

Strong bows and crossbows and all kinds of strange hidden weapons attacked from all directions, but Wang Zongchao only regarded the colorful silk gifts that welcomed his arrival, and completely ignored them. The ground where he walked was full of arrows that were intact or twisted, broken or inserted into the ground.

Among those arrows, there are even military chuáng crossbows that are enough to destroy the city and break the wall, and there are even ballistas issued with firearms, but the only difference between these things and ordinary bows and arrows is that they are broken more completely after hitting Wang Zongchao.

Suddenly, dozens of big men came up to Wang Zongchao like meteors, all of them looked at him like electricity, and the abnormal plagiarism was obviously not a general person. Each of them had sharp, semicircular spikes tied to his ankles and elbows, and a spike to the toe of his shoes, and each of them held a long, heavy knife, each more than five feet long, or even longer than a spear. These people must be a hundred people on the battlefield, and they are at least integrated as a rudder master on the rivers and lakes, and they advance and retreat in an orderly manner, and they are obviously proficient in joint attack formations.

The knife array composed of dozens of Xueliang long knives blocked every inch of space around Wang Zongchao, but unfortunately none of them could be handed close. Wang Zongchao just walked forward at will, but they only felt an invisible wall of qi pressing towards them like a mountain, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of despair as a car.

Just walking, not fighting back, not even any defense or dodging moves, Wang Zongchao has only done a simple advance shout so far, "Wang will help the master when he comes to fight the world." ”

Then just walk up the hill. As for the endless attacks and blockades, he ignored them.

He didn't kill anyone from beginning to end, but this sense of shame of treating people as if they were nothing was enough to make all the people in the world vomit blood.

In fact, he can go up the mountain unnoticed, and even fly directly to the first floor of the world like a god general. But he didn't, he wanted to walk up the Tianshan Mountain in a dignified manner.

To put it mildly, this kind of behavior can inform the hero in advance to prepare, and bring huge psychological pressure to the opponent before the fight, which may make the opponent behave unexpectedly, and may also allow the opponent to play beyond the usual strength. To put it more broadly, this is the beginning of his "accumulation" in this world.

The path of Shinto cannot be as obscure as the path of immortals, and it can be achieved by cultivating for thousands of years, but it must be widely known to the world. Just like the Emperor of the Dome and the Netherworld, it takes a thousand years to build momentum, and then the Ten Thousand Ghost Dynasty Sect will succeed. The emperor's actions have actually completely demonstrated the true pinnacle of "Please God**".

Therefore, he must be invincible in this world, become an invincible and invincible martial saint and martial god in this world, and gather the world's martial arts beliefs to have the possibility of successfully becoming a god and obtaining the divine domain.

In the midst of dozens of knives, Wang Zongchao continued to walk up the mountain, and when he walked to a narrow mountain plank road with cliffs on both sides, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of fire oil.

For a while, the oil rained down, and the gangsters who had been ambushed on the cliffs on both sides in advance threw fire oil downward, completely not avoiding the dozens of swordsmen who surrounded him on all sides. And those swordsmen also showed a fierce look of death, not giving an inch, vowing to desperately leave Wang Zongchao in place, and the jade was burned!

Immediately after the torch was dropped, the entire dozens of meters long plank road suddenly turned into a flame corridor, and the flames soared into the sky. Moreover, the gang on the cliff is still desperately smashing down the rocks and rolling woods, and they have to let the people below die.

For a moment, there was no sound of a living person except for the crackling sound of the fire Aishang Novel Net burning, and no one escaped from the fire. A group of gangsters breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.

"What is the origin of this guy, how can martial arts be so powerful?" After wiping the sweat from the flames, one of the gang members asked the leading helmsman.

"It doesn't matter where he comes from, anyway, if he offends the people of the world, he will only die without a corpse!" The helmsman had just sneered, when he suddenly heard a dull sound from the flames, which made the ground tremble faintly, and his heart suddenly trembled.

I saw that the fire was suddenly separated by an invisible force, Wang Zongchao casually held a huge radium stone weighing thousands of catties, to say the least, holding an umbrella to protect the top of his head, and still walked out unhurriedly at the same speed as before, where his steps were stepped, the ground cracked.

Although the fire was raging all around, it was impossible to invade him within a radius of two feet, and dozens of swordsmen were able to survive and still surround him on all sides. But all of them were glazed, and the tragic battle intent that they had seen death before had long since vanished.

Walking out of the mountain plank road, Wang Zongchao gently put the radium stone in his hand on the ground, patted one of the swordsmen on the shoulder twice, and lined up everyone to continue walking up the mountain.

The crowd stayed where they were, and no one stepped forward to stop them. After a while, the swordsman who had been slapped on the shoulder by Wang Zongchao slowly sat down on the ground. Although he was actually completely uninjured, the pressure from before made him feel like he had been reborn.

"The male gang leader has an order, and he invites this friend to go to the first floor of the world, and no one is allowed to stop him." At this moment, a man hurried down from the mountain to give the order. I saw that the man was tall and thin, wearing a wide robe and big sleeves. Huang Chengcheng's clothes and the yellow sè impermanence high hat on his head made his whole person look very funny!

This man in yellow has been standing beside the male tyrant since the beginning of the founding of the association, beating his back.

The military advisors who run and offer advice are ugly and ugly, and it can also be said that he is the personal servant of the gang leader.

His painstaking and lonely outfit is just to make someone "pleasing to the eye"!

After the order, Wen Chouchou gave Wang Zongchao a flattering smile again: "The male gang leader, please respect, please come down." ”

Wang Zongchao still maintained the original speed, led the way by Wen Chouchou, and walked for half an hour before reaching the top of the Tianshan Mountain. In front of a towering building, a bearded old man dressed in purple satin cotton clothes with a non-angry and arrogant expression stood quietly waiting as if he had stopped in the abyss.

The purple satin cotton robe on the old man's body is as smooth as a mirror, and there are nine dragons embroidered with real gold threads, with teeth and claws, and he is cross-legged, like a nine-dragon talisman. In fact, although this person is not the Emperor of the Ninety-Five, he is more popular than the Emperor of the Ninety-Five. Because, he is the uncrowned king of today's martial arts. @。

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