The impact of the water flow at a height of four or five hundred meters can be imagined, even if Junko Matsubara's body has reached level five, it is still directly washed down from the boulder and submerged in the cold and biting water.

The clothes were already wet, clinging to Junko Matsubara's concave and delicate body, and even the round snow mounds could be seen in the outline, which was even more attractive.

It's just that Junko Matsubara, who didn't stay long, quickly climbed up the boulder again, and kept her feet close to the rock, this time, she was not washed down again, but if you want to dance the sword on it, it is still impossible.

Wang Ziqiao stepped on the surface of the lake and walked over step by step, the waterfall was more than ten meters long, enough for two people to practice, the cold waterfall hit the top of his head, Wang Ziqiao also felt a burst of pressure, which was more difficult than his daily weight-bearing exercise.

Wang Ziqiao did not use his spiritual power to communicate with the water, he just wanted to polish his ontological will, and after the water drops were pierced, after the impact reached a certain level, he would inevitably be able to forge his willpower into a sharp sword.

His legs stood firmly on the smooth stone face, his two scabbards were tied around his waist, and he held the two hilts of his swords, and after hesitating for a moment, he suddenly drew his sword, stabbed forward, and struck a waterline, and then quickly withdrew his sword and inserted it into the scabbard.

Draw the sword, draw the sword, and retract the sword......

Picking, provoking, strangling......

All kinds of single movements were practiced repeatedly, and they were not tired, but after a hundred swords, Wang Ziqiao still trembled his legs and rolled into the pool.

Junko Matsubara had not yet reached the step of Prince Qiao, so she could only stand on the rock with trembling legs, her eyes closed, motionless, bearing the impact of the waterfall, her skin was already red, and her clothes were torn by the high-speed water.

Seeing this scene, although Wang Ziqiao was a little distressed, he also had to admire Junko Matsubara's willpower, climbed the rock, and continued to practice swords.

At noon, the two of them did not go back, they used magic to dry their clothes, and applied a few recovery spells to each other, and after eating and drinking by the waterhole, they continued to dive under the waterfall to practice......

At sunset, a huge eagle soared into the sky, riding Prince Joe and Junko Matsubara, galloping away into the distance, gradually disappearing into the night.

Prince Qiao and Junko Matsubara left the mountains, and the Jade Fu Eagle flew rapidly through the mountains towards the southern mountains.

Above the flying eagle, Junko Matsubara turned his head to look at Wang Ziqiao and said, "Master, about three hundred miles, you can reach the Koga Sect!" ”

Wang Ziqiao nodded slightly: "I'll go down by myself for a while, you are on guard at high altitude!" ”

"Master be careful, Jiahe Sect ranks fifth among the top ten sects, and there are no less than three sixth-level masters in it!"

"I know the way!"

The two fell silent, and after more than an hour, the Jade Fu Flying Eagle hovered above a valley, and below, there was a wooden building complex, and Prince Qiao flew down.

"Koga?" Prince Qiao landed on the roof of the tallest building in the valley, and looked at the brightly lit room below, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't wear a mask, his hair was full of flowers, and his long bangs covered most of his cheeks, if he wasn't particularly familiar with people, he couldn't recognize him as Huaxia's prince Qiao, and his once innocent smile had turned into a demonic smile now.

"Who?" A figure flew up from the buildings below.

But what greeted the other party was a sword aura.

Strike......

Wang Ziqiao's figure flashed in the void, and the blue light had already cut off the opponent's head, while Wang Ziqiao's own figure was still suspended in the air, and then fell in the courtyard.

Without saying a word, he killed with his sword, as fast as lightning.

Rub and rub......

Hundreds of ninjas came out of the various rooms, and some were even wearing pajamas, looking at Prince Joe with solemn expressions.

Prince Joe glanced around, and in his eyes, these ninjas, as if they were prey, were waiting for him to harvest.

The best experience is to ruthlessly harvest the enemy's life, which is also the biggest purpose of Prince Qiao Laidongying, but in Huaxia, he does not dare to practice swordsmanship in such a way, but a swordsman who does not experience killing cannot practice peerless swordsmanship.

"Who is Your Excellency? Why do you want to kill me Koga ninja? A deafening roar came from a distance, and a white-robed old man who could almost control the air arrived in front of Wang Ziqiao in the blink of an eye.

The man was white-haired, dressed in clogs, and held the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, as if he were facing a great enemy.

Woo ......

Two more high-speed shuttle sounds came, and they landed silently, and two middle-aged men in black fell in the other two directions of Wang Ziqiao.

Three sixth-level ninjas, in a triangle, surrounded Prince Joe in the center.

Wang Ziqiao looked at the three of them, the old man at the head had almost reached the late sixth level, and the other two were in the early and middle stages of the sixth level.

"Yes, this may give me a taste of life and death!" Wang Ziqiao secretly said in his heart, and the two swords were instantly withdrawn, approaching the old man in front of him.

When the old man saw that Wang Ziqiao didn't answer, he shot directly, and he knew that there was nothing to say, and people were clearly here to kill people, so he had to kill this person.

The sword light flickered, and the old man's knife drawing speed was also very fast, and the knife qi was close to the rushing prince Qiao.

Wang Zi Qiao's double swords crossed, resisting this sword qi, only feeling that his arms were numb, the late stage of the sixth level was really not simple, and the bombing ability of the true yuan in his body was much stronger than that of the vacuum sword.

However, he didn't intend to resist hard, but with the help of this huge impact, his body reversed in the void and pounced on this ninja at the sixth level primary.

This ninja had long been on guard and hurriedly took out his sword to meet the battle, and at the same time, another mid-level ninja also pounced on Wang Ziqiao, and the sword shadow flashed and slashed at Wang Ziqiao's legs.

Wang Ziqiao stepped on the void, his body was like a catkins, Lan Yin and Mo attacked two divine swords, one attacked, and stabbed out a series of vacuum swords; A defense counteracted the attack of the sixth-level mid-level ninja, and the huge impact and concussion force seemed to be transformed in Wang Ziqiao's body, making his body even faster and rushing towards the sixth-level junior ninja.

This sixth-level junior ninja found that his sword qi was disintegrated by Wang Ziqiao's sword qi, and he was so frightened that he drew his sword one after another, and shot out a series of sword qi continuously, but the result was the same, and the sword qi was all shattered and offset by countless sword rays.

The blue light went straight to the man's throat.

"Ah......h

While......

Wang Ziqiao's sword was resisted by the old man in white.

At the moment of the collision, a huge concussive force was pierced again, forcing Prince Qiao to change direction, stop the pursuit, and reflexively hit the ninja in the middle of the sixth level.

In this way, Wang Ziqiao is against the three of them, but after all, these three are the same sect, and they cooperate with each other very tacitly, and the three of them can almost compete with the sixth-level peak together.

And Wang Ziqiao's physical body, but at the beginning of the sixth level, the same is true in the realm of the soul, he is strong in spiritual power, the spiritual power of the deity plus the spiritual power in the magic wand is comparable to the peak of the sixth level, when the spiritual power and the physical body are closely combined and smelted together, it can completely make Wang Ziqiao rival the middle and late stage of the sixth level.