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But they had never seen anyone cut through a half-meter-high bronze with a single sword.

This is not only unheard of, it is simply appalling.

Wang Yong also said that what he was holding in his hand was not a lightsaber, except for lightsaber, could other weapons have this kind of power?

Even Qian Xiaozheng, who had seen the soft sword of the Xinyue Fox, was beating a drum in his heart at this moment. Could it be that Wang Yong's soft sword is really a legendary lightsaber? But the last time I fought with Yu Lao, the soft sword was not so hanging!

Li Jingwei's eyes were not only shocked, but also dignified.

Accustomed to the rules of officialdom survival, he instinctively felt that Wang Yong's last sword had some special meaning.

Why did Wang Yong have to cut this sword in front of him, and why did he kick out the other half of the bronze after splitting?

Is Wang Yong warning him that Wang Yong is fully capable of taking off his head with a sword and kicking it as a ball?

The more Li Jingwei thought about it, the more dignified his face became, his snort was slightly heavy, and his chest rose and fell. He was a little angry, angry that the dignified feudal officials had encountered such a threat.

But he was helpless. There is no way to deal with this threat.

Is this the deterrent effect of contemporary national art masters? It is true that it is no better than thermal weapons such as artillery and missiles. But on one-on-one, it is a little more powerful and flexible than those thermal weapons!

In this state of mind of suffering from gains and losses, Li Jingwei closed the window.

The chestnut woman's eyes flickered frequently, not knowing what she was thinking.

Suddenly, she turned and ran to the door.

She heard Wang Yong's voice going upstairs.

"What you said is true?" asked Wang Yong, wearing a pair of pajamas, leaning on the door frame.

That posture is exactly the same as the sister-in-law who seduces the uncle in a certain kind of story.

Except for one point, the chestnut woman's chest is really flat.

Wang Yong replied with a little crying and laughing: "Of course it's true, I really want to have that thing like a lightsaber, but it has to be developed to that point!

Wang Yong said, handing the Xinyue Fox soft sword to the chestnut woman.

The chestnut woman subconsciously stepped back, and only took it cautiously after making sure that there was no danger.

After some observation, and even a few waves, the chestnut woman was finally convinced that this was a cold weapon, not some science fiction weapon that crossed technology.

"Then how did you do it?" asked again as the chestnut woman handed the Xinyue Fox soft sword back to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong shrugged, he didn't understand this question himself, how to explain it to Li Jinwu?

I could only deal with it in a hurry: "It's nothing, just do it if you want to." How big the heart is, how big the stage is. ”

Hearing this, the chestnut woman froze for a moment, and then exhaled angrily: "Then you just wait to compensate for the loss of stage props!"

With a bang, the chestnut woman closed the door.

Wang Yong was stunned at the door with a miserable face. That piece of Taihu Lake stone, it shouldn't be too expensive, right?

In the room, Wang Yong sat on the stool, looking at the little half-dragon snake town furnace in a daze.

Wang Yong recalled the situation at that time over and over again in his mind, and the only thing he could confirm now was that the fist intent attached to this furnace was indeed the Creation Flood Furnace Exercise, or it was related to the Creation Flood Furnace Exercise.

There can be no second explanation for the vision that heaven and earth are furnaces and yin and yang are charcoals.

If you tell Ye Walnut about this, I don't know what Ye Walnut will be shocked into.

But Wang Yong won't tell. This is Wang Yong's secret, just like the Burning Blood Rose and the Soldier's Heart, they are all things that "harbor their sins" and cannot be known to anyone.

"It seems that if you want to know the truth, you have to find the remaining authentic products of the Dragon Snake Town Ding Furnace. But where to look for it? There are countless cultural relics buried under the land of thousands of years of civilization, and it is too difficult to find a broken bronze artifact in a directional direction. Wang Yong shook his head and sighed.

Before finding another part, Wang Yong didn't dare to easily try to trigger the fist intent on the Dragon Snake Town Ding Furnace.

Every time this thing is triggered, it will drag Wang Yong into the illusion of fist intent.

In other words, it is equivalent to Wang Yong fighting with this fist intent. If you are not careful, not only will you not be able to comprehend the essence of the fist intent, but you will also be destroyed by the fist intent.

The previous two times are a lesson from the past.

The remaining small half of the furnace is almost all the "yang qi" part, if Wang Yong didn't have a flash of inspiration in the pond just now, a sword will release the power, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

However, this adventure cannot be said to be completely fruitless, at least Wang Yong comprehended the operation of the "Yang Qi" part of the Creation Flood Furnace.

This fist intent can catalyze all the impurity energy in Wang Yong's body, converging it into pure heat energy, and then triggering a tide of energy.

When he is usually idle, Wang Yong can sit and meditate and visualize this fist intent. Slowly mobilize the heat energy to refine the impurities and dark wounds in the body, and even the blood, qi, and flesh and bones can become stronger in this quenching.

It's just that you can't use too much force, otherwise you will set yourself on fire.

And what makes Wang Yong most excited is that the comprehension of this fist will can be said to have added the strongest "self-sacrifice skill" to Wang Yong.

Imagine, at the critical moment, Wang Yong opened all the hearts of the soldiers and the blood burning roses, and then urged this fist intent, how huge should the energy finally be gathered?

At that time, a sword will be swung out, even if it is an old fish, Wang Yong will be sure to kill it!

Because the sword accumulated in this way is already terrifying. The master of the transformation realm does not dodge or dodge, and he can only end up under the sword of hatred.

Of course, the greater the energy, the greater the damage to Wang Yong's body. It is very likely that Wang Yong's body will not be able to withstand the huge pressure brought by the energy and burst his body.

Therefore, Wang Yong named it the self-sacrifice technique, and Wang Yong never dared to use it until the last resort.

Even if he is lucky enough not to die, the superposition of the three exercises that overdraw his physical strength can take away Wang Yong's vitality for several years.

After putting the fragments of the stove away, Wang Yong lay on the bed exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to change his clothes.

The style of that sword was amazing, but it also consumed a lot of Wang Yong's physical strength.

Until now, Wang Yong still felt that every pore in his body was faintly swollen, as if he was about to burst out of blood.

That feeling is similar to washing the intestines, except that Wang Yong was washed with blood vessels and meridians.

Snoring, Wang Yong slept on the bed.

When I woke up, it was already the next morning.

If it weren't for the chestnut woman knocking on the door, Wang Yong would definitely not wake up.

Wang Yongzhuan got up with his slippers and glanced at the backyard, but it had been tidied up. The two pieces of Taihu stone were also carefully glued together by the gardener, and there was no trace of cracking, at least from a distance.

Wang Yong breathed a sigh of relief instantly, and it seemed that there was no need to compensate.

opened the door, but it was the chestnut woman who had already booked tickets for Wang Yong and his party.

The whole team of eyeless people has a share. Zhao Yani will also follow, and sign an investment contract with Wang Yong by the way.

After thanking the chestnut women, Wang Yong washed up, put on new clothes, and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Qian Xiaozheng was already waiting, and Zhao Yani went back to pick up the team of eyeless people.

Wang Yong devoured a table of food, in exchange for a meal of chestnut women, ridiculing him as the reincarnation of a starving ghost.

After that, Wang Yong and the two took the chestnut woman's car to the high-speed rail station.

At this time, only Li Jingwei was left in the Li family villa.

Because of tidying up the backyard, Li Jingwei didn't go to work in the morning. At this moment, Li Jingwei stood in front of the Taihu Lake Stone that was "reunited by the broken mirror", with a pensive face.

He now believes Wang Yong's words a little.

After a careful survey of the site, one thing was confirmed. All the energy came from the place where Wang Yong stood last night, that is to say, Wang Yong did have the possibility of splitting the Taihu Lake Stone with a sword and overturning the entire backyard.

Thinking of that terrifying power, Li Jingwei couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.

The words he said to the chestnut woman last night had long been thrown out of the clouds by him.

You're not kind to Wang Yong? Jokes, I'm afraid it's because Wang Yong is not polite to him.

"What the hell is the origin of this guy? How can such a person be unknown?"

What Li Jingwei didn't know was that it was not that Wang Yong was unknown, but that he was not qualified to know Wang Yong's name.

High-speed rail station.

Zhao Yani led eleven eyeless people into the station. The eyeless people lined up in a queue and passed through the security check in turn.

This scene was also frequently sideways by the passengers at the station, curious about what kind of team it was.

And every eyeless person had a smile on his face.

"Old box, you can also go to Yanjing. Are you happy?"

"I'm happy! I've never been so happy in my life!"

", you just ask others, you don't look at your face, you laugh like dry cow dung!"

"Little Guangming! You can see what you say!"

"I'm blind, but I'm not blind! I can see what you look like!"

……

Eleven people teased each other, followed Zhao Yani into the platform, and got on the train.

The high-speed rail was launched, and the dream of this group of people was driven to Yanjing.

"Have a nice trip. ”

Wang Yong looked at the text message sent by the chestnut woman and smiled slightly.

Qian Xiaozheng sat in his seat and fiddled with his mobile phone. There was such a fuss last night, Qian Xiaozheng's good broadcast was stirred up, and Qian Xiaozheng hurriedly took this opportunity to make up for it.

Wang Yong also took out his mobile phone with great interest and entered Qian Xiaozheng's live broadcast room to watch, wanting to hear the suggestions of netizens for this charity trip.

It's just that the ID of "Teacher Wang" just entered the live broadcast room, and it instantly set off a wave of restlessness in the live broadcast room.

"Teacher Wang is here!"

"Teacher Wang is here!"

"Idol! You are my heart, you are my life! I will give you a monkey!"

", Mr. Wang doesn't like men!Mr. Wang, I'm a female fan, are you a fan?"

"Qian Xiaozheng, quickly point the camera at Mr. Wang! I know you're together!"

The barrage exploded suddenly, and the audience who had just communicated with Qian Xiaozheng turned to Wang Yong.

It seems that Wang Yong is the owner of this live broadcast room, and Qian Xiaozheng is just a dispensable guest.

"Huh. In the face of the enthusiasm of the audience, Wang Yong typed two words.

"Wow, Mr. Wang smiled at me!"

"That's for me!"

"Cut, a bunch of nymphomaniacs! How do you know that Teacher Wang is not laughing at you? Teacher Wang, love me hard! Ignore those melon peels!"

"I said, everyone, it seems like it's my live streaming time. Qian Xiaozheng said with some jealousy.

It's just that his words not only failed to win back the audience's "hearts", but also brought "rolling" all over the screen.

This made Qian Xiaozheng sad, and there was a hint of indignation in his eyes when he looked at Wang Yong.