Chapter 346: The Long River of Knives
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Wang Su returned to Asan's house and began to cultivate to stabilize the sevenfold realm.
"You should choose a martial arts to cultivate."
The red-robed and lonely figure emerged, lying on the bed, extremely comfortable, "Martial arts have helped you a lot to improve your current strength, at least double your strength." ”
Wang Xu opened his eyes expressionlessly, glanced at the silence of the red robe, and continued to sit cross-legged.
Yu Silent stretched out his pale and slender fingers and gently pressed them against Wang Xu's eyebrows.
Suddenly, a large amount of information suddenly appeared in Wang Xu's mind.
"Hehe, it's the reward for this rich meal."
Yu Silent went to bed again, and said with a smile, "These are the martial arts that I have obtained by devouring a few of them, and these people have not cultivated their martial arts to perfection, and they have not wielded the true strength of martial arts. ”
"So I specially helped you blend it and created a low-level martial art that is very suitable for you, don't look at it as a low-level martial art, but it can definitely make your strength many times stronger than now!"
Wang Xu said no, silently watching the information in the mind of the viewer.
After about a day and a night, Wang Xu suddenly stood up, leaped into the courtyard, took out his long knife, and began to wield it.
What the silence gave to Wang Xu was a low-level martial art "The Long River of Knives".
The power of "The Long River of Knives" lies in the continuous flow of the river, rushing like a long river, until the enemy is crushed.
This kind of domineering martial art can completely wield the strength of the martial artist to the maximum, and because it is a sword technique, Wang Xu is quite touched, and he cultivates directly in the courtyard.
The shadow of the knife is sufficient. The long knife in Wang Xu's hand flew like a phantom, and a circle of invisible momentum rippled like ripples. Kick up smoke and dust, shaking off leaves.
This momentum alone is enough to rival the sevenfold martial artists.
"A blow to the long river!"
The shadow of the sword swung to the extreme, and Wang Xu turned around and stabbed, and suddenly, it seemed that all the momentum in front of him had gathered together and was ready for this blow.
Burst!
A half-meter-high rock was pierced by Wang's sword.
The marks of the piercing are clean and neat, next to the opening. There is not a single crack in the rock, which shows how sharp the power of the long river is condensed with one blow.
Drawing out the long knife, Wang Xu sat cross-legged and pondered, and continued to study the "Long River of Knives" in his mind.
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Time passed.
It's half a month in the blink of an eye.
"Ao Tian hasn't come back yet?"
In an opulent room, a man with three golden rings frowned when he heard his men's report.
The man is about forty years old, but he exudes an invisible momentum. But it made the hearts of the subordinates in front of him palpitate.
Ground-level warrior.
This is a powerful existence that has crossed the mortal level, completely departed from the ordinary, and walked in the sky.
In front of mortal-level martial artists, earth-level martial artists are like gods, and they can easily kill any mortal-level martial artist with a flip of their hands.
"Before Lord Ao Tian left, he said that he was going to collect debts, and he also brought several five-fold and six-fold warriors. At that time, his subordinates thought that Lord Ao Tian was just going out to play, but he didn't expect to go, and he hadn't returned for half a month. And came to inform the three people. ”
His subordinates didn't dare to hide anything, and what he was in front of him was the entire Flame Main City. This is only the citylord's prefecture-level powerhouse, with subtle insight, and the lies of mortal-level martial artists can't deceive the three major people at all.
Ao Tian always likes to go out for various reasons, and the reason for collecting debts has been used many times, and everyone knows that he is just looking for an excuse to go out and play.
But because of his identity, no one dared to say it clearly.
But now Ao Tian hasn't returned for half a month, and his subordinates can't hide it no matter how much they hide it, so they can only confess.
"Since it's debt collection, let him collect the debt well, and if he hasn't returned in half a month, it's not too late to make a decision."
The man thought for a moment and said.
"Yes."
The subordinate continued, "Recently, a group of horse thieves appeared in the Drifting Zero Mountain Range, and they were very active, and they continued to raid many villages around the Drifting Zero Mountain Range. ”
"According to the investigation of his subordinates, the second leader of the horse thief is named Crazy Scar, a five-fold martial artist, who died in Qingfeng Village."
"The leader of the horse thief, the six-fold martial artist, also died in Qingfeng Village."
"Even the iron-blooded horse thieves who connected nearly five hundred warriors all died in Qingfeng Village."
"My subordinates suspect that there may be something abnormal in Qingfeng Village, do you need my subordinates to investigate?"
The man shook his head.
"It doesn't matter, it's not surprising that a rabble has been wiped out."
The strongest of the iron-blooded horse thieves is only a six-fold martial artist, and there are two of them brought by Ao Tian alone, and in the eyes of men, the iron-blooded horse thieves are naturally a rabble.
"How long is it going to be this year to collect taxes?"
The man asked.
"Back to my lord, there is still a month."
"Bring the time forward, the auction held by 'Fengshenzhai' is about to start, and I need more funds."
"Yes, the subordinates immediately ordered the tax collection brigade to come out."
After his subordinates finished speaking, the man waved his hand, and his subordinates respectfully retreated.
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Drifting Mountains
The ice and snow do not melt, even if the sun is high in the sky, and the place covered by the mountains is still a thick layer of snow, without the slightest sign of melting.
A snow wolf is chasing a snow deer.
The snow deer runs very fast, jumping and jumping, it is a distance of ten meters, and the snow wolf is desperately pursuing in the rear, and at the same time the wolf howls to attract his companions to come.
Soon, several more snow wolves jumped out of the jungle, staring at the snow deer with dark green wolf eyes, salivating.
Suddenly-
"Poof!"
A black shadow fell from the sky, and at the same time, a long knife slashed down, directly splitting one of the snow wolves in half.
The wolf flew out with blood arrows, and the appearance of this black shadow made several snow wolves all stop and turn their heads to surround them.
Oh~~
The snow wolves called out to their companions in unison, their dark green bloodthirsty eyes staring at this man.
Sou!
However, they have not yet yet made a move. The black shadow moved, and the big knife in his hand swept out. The cold white glow glittered in the sunlight and whistled away.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
Every time the black shadow slashes out, it will take the life of a snow wolf, and several knives are swung in a row, and all the snow wolves are killed.
The black shadow did not leave, standing in a pool of blood among the corpses of the snow wolves, waiting for the arrival of the snow wolves.
As he wished, the snow wolves came. The dark green eyes of more than thirty snow wolves were full of murderous aura.
But no matter how many snow wolves there are, they only dye the snow a little red.
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Along the way, the king slaughtered wild beasts in a frenzy.
The snow wolves were strangled by him, and he didn't even let go of the old nest.
The unparalleled White Plains Bear, a beast comparable to a quadruple warrior, was also devoured to the point that there was nothing left.
There are also sleepless pythons in winter. As powerful as a five-fold warrior, he was split in half by a long sword.
……… The beasts in the Drifting Mountains were all killed by Wang Xu, and as long as they sensed the existence of the breath, no matter whether they went to heaven or earth, they all became dead souls under the sword.
"Next. It's a frost sculpture. ”
The Frost Sculpture is a fierce beast in the Drifting Mountains, with steel feathers as blue as ice and snow, and the great force of its two claws can knead iron into a ball.
A frost sculpture comparable to a sevenfold warrior. Occupy the powerful advantage of the sky and establish himself as king in the floating mountains. Even the white-haired snow ape with the strength of an eightfold martial artist was reluctant to fight with it.
Phew!
As soon as Wang Xu stepped into the territory of the Frost Sculpture, a sharp birdsong was heard in the sky.
Soon, a faint blue shadow was like a blue arrow, and it flew towards the king's beard.
Zheng!
Wang Xu immediately raised his long knife to block the blow, and at the same time saw the true face of the frost carving.
The Frost Sculpture was particularly large, standing upright enough to reach the shoulders of the King's Whiskers.
Gra ......
As soon as the two iron claws of the frost carving were forced, the blade of the long knife in Wang Xu's hand was directly pinched into a ball.
Wang Su's face was as calm as water, and he swung it directly, regardless of the blade of the long knife.
The frost eagle flapped its wings, and its blue eyes had the brilliance of humanity, as if it was mocking Wang Su's indiscretion.
Jingle ......
The Frost Eagle took advantage of its flight and constantly harassed the king's whiskers.
Its claws were as sharp as steel, and with each fray, the blade of the long knife cracked a bit.
But Wang Su was still calm, and the long knife in his hand was waving, as if following a certain trajectory, gradually beginning to change.
The Frost Eagle was unaware of this, and was still frantically attacking Wang Su.
Suddenly-
A blow to the long river!
Wang Xu, who had seized a momentary opportunity, suddenly burst out with the most powerful attack, and stabbed straight out with one blow.
Bite!
The long knife with a cracked blade didn't seem to unleash the true power of the Long River Blow, only knocking off a piece of the frost carving's feathers.
The Frost Eagle wanted to flap its wings and soar into the air, continuing to harass Wang Whisker in the air.
However, as soon as the wings were deployed, a sharp pain suddenly came from the left wing, causing the frost eagle to tilt its body and almost fall to the ground.
The wings are injured!
The frost eagle didn't realize at all that when its wings were so badly damaged that it couldn't even fly.
But Wang Su's heart is like a mirror.
He had been passive, but the long knife in his hand hit the same place with great precision.
It wasn't until the blow of the long river knocked off the frost eagle's feathers and gathered all its strength into one point, causing the frost eagle's left wing to suffer severe damage.
The Frost Eagle has no advantage in flight, it is no different from an ordinary beast, not even a seven-fold beast, and can only wield four powers at most.
At this time, the frost carving, in front of Wang Xu, was naturally vulnerable.
Phew!
With a wail, blood splattered on the azure steel feathers, and the frost sculpture was completely breathless.
Lonely laughed and flew out, devouring the frost sculpture directly.
Wang Xu's strength rose sharply, reaching the peak of the sevenfold.
Wang Xu stepped forward, came to a large tree, and threw a punch.
The tree broke through it with a thud and fell with a bang.
However, just under the big tree, a spiritual flower with a faint fragrance was swallowing the misty heaven and earth vitality, and just taking a sip was refreshing.
"Let me devour the 'Yuan Spirit Flower', so that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi fed back to you will be more refined!"
The silence did not wait for Wang Xu to express his position, and he couldn't wait to rush out and directly incinerate and devour the Yuan Spirit Flower.