"What a strong sword. ”

Cheng Long turned his gaze to the direction where the sword momentum came from, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

There are actually a lot of planes he has shuttled, but there are not many such terrifying sword potentials, if the warriors who have not experienced the corpse mountain and the sea of blood are extremely difficult to condense, the One Piece plane of Nonoah Zoro is counted as one, the wind of the martial arts plane is clear, Dugu also has such a sword momentum, and Li Chungang of 'God does not give birth to me Li Chungang, the sword path is as long as the night' also has such a sword momentum, these characters are all the existence of the boos level among the swordsmen.

Wei Bai stretched out his hand and took the corner of his father's clothes, and whispered: "Dad, didn't you say before that our strength is not as good as others, and if we are humiliated, we will be humiliated, so there is no need to fight fiercely?"

Wei Qianqiu glanced at his son, his tone sank slightly, and he said loudly: "My generation of martial artists, when I hear it, it is enough to die at night." Dare to fight, be able to fight, and not be afraid to fight, this is the rule we have to follow. Grassroots warriors like you and me, if you are humiliated, you will be humiliated, but you have to remember that Lord Ryujin is the only true god who created this world, even if your Excellency steps on your father's face, it doesn't matter, but if you insult Lord Ryujin, then... Fight to the death!"

Jian Gang flicked lightly and knocked off his son's little hand, Wei Qianqiu took a step forward, and said loudly: "Sea Wilderness Swordsman Wei Qianqiu, fight for the Dragon God, fight for the human race, please fight!"

Cheng Long pursed his eyes slightly, and nodded lightly at Wei Qianqiu.

In terms of cultivation, Wei Qianqiu is even inferior to Wang Jiao, but in terms of sword strength, the sum of the thousands of warriors present may not be able to compare with him.

Such an existence is qualified to challenge yourself!

"I once slashed the dragon with a sword!"

Wei Qianqiu walked with a horizontal sword, the sword momentum on his body continued to spread, the sword was not yet unsheathed, but his eyes were colder than the sword, and he continued: "Fifteen years ago, I took out a sword for a supreme treasure and killed an existence of a foreign race in and out of Longzun. ”

The sword is in the sheath, fifteen years have not been out, the power of qi and blood is not enough, if this sword is out of the sheath, Long Zun will also die!

Of course, when this sword was cut out, Wei Qianqiu would directly collapse into powder even if he brought a sword.

A trace of warm current overflowed from the dantian, and Cheng Long's eyes were covered with a layer of golden light, and he said in a deep voice: "Wei Qianqiu, do you know that if you come out with this sword, you will die?"

"Those who insult the dragon god will also die!"

Wei Qianqiu responded with half disdain and half stubbornness, and still walked towards Cheng Long with firm steps.

Swordsmen, in fact, have understood the truth that rigidity is easy to break, but looking at the whole world, that swordsman doesn't want to cut out a powerful sword that has never been seen before or since?

"Choke!"

The Blooming Snow Sword slowly came out of its sheath, and the thunderous sound of the sword instantly collapsed, and in an instant, the temperature of the entire Dragon City began to plummet, and after a while, pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky, Cheng Long caught a snowflake with his hand, and watched it melt into liquid in the palm of his hand, and then evaporate into water vapor.

Can a swordsman really be so strong that a sword can even change a world?

Two slender fingers slowly poked out, without the slightest intention of saving face for Wei Qianqiu, and directly clamped Wei Qianqiu's sword blade.

"Let's go. ”

Cheng Long bowed slightly.

The most terrible thing about people living in this world is that they have no goal, Wei Qianqiu is an unlucky person, the moment his fingers touched the blade, Cheng Long even knew Wei Qianqiu's physical condition at the moment, his qi, blood, and bones were seriously damaged, if there was no great opportunity, let alone go further, within ten years, this person would definitely die!

Wei Qianqiu stared at Cheng Long deadly, and the tip of the sword that was caught slowly turned into flying ash and dispersed in all directions.

The golden light in his eyes flashed, Cheng Long turned around almost instantly, and took Wang Jiao's punch to his face, his right leg was slightly raised, and his strength exploded instantly, and he immediately condensed together, without the slightest sign of escape, and directly slapped his leg on Wang Jiao's chest.

Wang Jiao snorted, her chest instantly sunken, and she was directly pulled upside down by Cheng Long's leg, and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye, life and death were unknown.

After getting serious, it was just two moves, crippled a half-step Dragon Venerable, and fell a Dragon Venerable Peak Great Perfection!

Such a fierce record is placed here, even if the people around him are not used to looking at Cheng Long, they can't help but weigh their own catties at this moment, after all, the two people who lost in the hands of Cheng Long are not unknown people, especially Wei Qianqiu, that is the existence that has killed Long Zun, even if the Blooming Snow Sword is not out of the sheath, the ordinary half-step Long Zun does not dare to say that he can win against Wei Qianqiu.

Cheng Long stepped forward, instantly came to Wei Bai's face, and asked in a flat tone, "What's your name?"

Wei Bai stared at Cheng Long deadly, and said with bloodshot eyes: "Wei Bai, the Wei of the eight thousand female ghosts, black and white." ”

The last vestige of Wei Qianqiu turned into ashes, Cheng Long slowly squatted down, and said indifferently: "Your father is seriously injured, even if he doesn't use this sword today, he will definitely die within ten years." However, since he threw this sword at me, and in the end he failed to die as he wished, you can also regard me as your father's killer. ”

Speaking of this, Cheng Long put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "From today on, you will follow me to learn the sword, I see that in this world, except for me, there is no second person who is qualified to guide you, even if you learn it from those wasted people, and then raise a sword like your father for a lifetime, it is impossible to kill me." If you want to kill me, you have no choice but to be my apprentice, you, what do you say?"

Wei Bai looked at Cheng Long for a while, nodded heavily, and said in a deep voice, "Okay." ”

Spectator: "......"

What kind of fuss is this?

People's fathers have died in your hands, whether you directly act or passively fight back, this revenge for killing your father will always fall on your head.

But if you don't cut the grass and eradicate the roots, you still plan to use your enemies as flutes?

Do you really think you are invincible in the world, and you are afraid of a long life?

Cheng Long nodded lightly, slowly stood up from the ground, and continued: "I'll talk about it first, you give me a disciple, I will teach you whatever you want to learn, but there is no free lunch in the world, I will teach you skills, and you will give me your life." When you kill me, the contractual relationship between the two of us will end. ”

Wei Bai didn't think about it this time, nodded directly, and said in a deep voice, "Okay." ”

The name of 'Blooming Snow Sword' Wei Qianqiu has been pushed forward for two hundred years, it is a strong man who stands at the top of the world, even the legendary Dragon Venerable He has killed, if it is pushed forward for about 1,500 years, it is also the royal family of Wei, even if Wei has been destroyed by the Zulong Dynasty, the bloodline in Wei Qianqiu's body is also extremely noble.

The sword that has been raised for fifteen years, a sword is unsheathed, but it does not even hurt the enemy at all, I have to say, this is the greatest irony of the swordsman.

Even Wei Qianqiu is like this, Wei Bai naturally doesn't expect other swordsmen to be able to accept him as a disciple and give him a gift, or that the 'waste' in Cheng Long's mouth will have no effect even if he is willing to teach him, and in more than a hundred years, he Wei Bai Yicheng will come out of the mountain, and whether he can find Cheng Long is one thing, even if he finds it, it is another thing to say whether he can beat it or not.

Name: Wei Bai

Age: thirteen

Physique: Born with a sword body

Bloodline: Dragon's Blood (37/100) Human Blood (63/100)

Revision: Level 2

Exercises: Cultivating swordsmanship

Skill: Blooming Snow Swordsmanship

Dragon Power: 0

Faith: 10/100

Faith Points: 0

Permissions: None

When Cheng Long's gaze condensed on Wei Bai, a familiar and unfamiliar attribute panel condensed in his line of sight, different from what he had seen when he had just obtained the Dragon Temple system before, the panel seemed to be more detailed, but it looked a lot simpler, the so-called second-level cultivation was probably equivalent to the existence of the transcendent realm, compared to the previous panel that divided strength by physical strength, it was more general, but it was also roughly limited to a certain range.

Cheng Long's this... Naturally, it's different, at least in terms of physique, there is no one who is strong in the four seasons, that is, the existence of the delusional realm can be compared, but the system of assessing the realm with comprehensive strength will not give him too much face as a host, it should be level four is level four.

(End of chapter)

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