"It seems that the mana engraved in this sword is enough for his master to go away. Wang Zhong laughed, but he felt magical.

Situ Yan nodded and said, "I told you to erase the idea of the sword, don't you listen." ”

Wang Zhong licked his lips, the corners of his mouth went up, and he didn't reply, and walked towards the place where the two people were.

What Wang Zhong wanted to know most was whether the real dragon peak Ning Wushuang in the token had anything to do with Ning Wuchang.

Approaching his destination, Wang Zhong had already heard an angry roar coming out.

This made him frown, and it sounded like the man who woke up was losing his temper, and he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Of course, Tao Lao's angry shouts also sounded, telling them to settle down, otherwise they would be killed on the spot.

"You savages, do you know who this son is?"

"Who are you?" Wang Zhong's words rang out, and at the same time, a figure appeared in front of them, and his unceremonious words were full of disdain.

As soon as Wang Zhong appeared, his eyes were just disdainful, and he sat in front of him and glared at him coldly.

"Tell me who you are, where you come from, and what are you doing here?" Wang Zhong's words were calm, but under the calm, it was an irresistible majesty.

This person and Wang Zhong looked at each other for a while, and the more they looked at each other, the more frightened he felt, and he was completely intimidated by Wang Zhong's strength.

He couldn't see Wang Zhong's cultivation at a moment, he was just a teenager, and it made him, a character who was thinking about words, feel empty.

The other young man who was shot by the villagers yesterday was still a little pale and did not speak.

"Tie him up. Situ Yan lost his patience and shouted angrily, and Tao Lao and the others immediately executed.

Seeing the villagers rushing up, the young man shouted angrily: "You dare. ”

As soon as he spoke, he put his fingers together and made a sword gesture, and the sword rattled and ran straight to the villagers at the front.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. Wang Zhong was also angry and dared to commit murder in front of him.

Wang Zhong flicked his fingers, and a golden flame flew out between his fingertips, and then the golden flame struck the sword body with a clang.

When the villager's face turned pale with fright, the sword, which was close to the tip of his nose, stopped, and immediately burst into flames, but in a moment, the sword rose to green smoke and fell to the ground with a clatter, as if it had lost its strength.

Burst!

The young man opened his mouth and vomited, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out.

In this way, Wang Zhong easily erased the mana thought engraved on the sword in front of him, causing him to suffer direct damage.

Thoughts are extinguished, strength is damaged, and body is hit.

"Huh!" Wang Zhong sighed lightly, he didn't expect that this young man would actually think of the realm of words, and he had already given birth to the idea.

The thought engraved in this sword is his own, but he didn't expect that the cultivation in the realm of thinking words is so poor, and it is not at the same level as himself.

As Grandpa Ling said, many people have not even settled on the realm of fixed words, and they have entered the realm of fear of words, which is a vicious circle, and they can't go far on the road of cultivation.

Now that he has seen it with his own eyes, Wang Zhong understands that this is indeed the case.

Because they have no foundation, they are illusory, flashy, like a tree that does not have deep roots, and when it encounters strong winds and rains, it will be uprooted.

Now Wang Zhong is this strong wind and rain, easily uprooting him and destroying him.

At the moment when the villagers of Taocun were about to tie him up, Wang Zhong told them to stop.

To deal with such a person, there is no need to tie him up at all, Wang Zhong can destroy him with a snap of his fingers, so why bother.

"You...... What realm are you?" the blood-vomiting young man glared at Wang Zhong with frightened eyes, and a sense of fear arose in his heart.

He originally thought that he had entered the savage's den and was captured by some natives, who knew that there were no savage natives here at all, and there were unseemly teenagers like Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "It's just that you understand the word realm, it's far worse than you think about the word realm." ”

"How is that possible? It can't be. The young man shuddered and yelled, not believing Wang Zhong's words at all.

"Nothing is impossible. Wang Zhong frowned and said, "Let me ask you one last time, what is your surname, where do you come from, and what are you doing here?"

Hearing Wang Zhong's words that he had obviously lost patience, the blood-vomiting young man was really afraid, in front of a person who easily erased his thoughts, he knew that Wang Zhong was going to kill him without much effort.

The young man who was shot by a wild boar yesterday and said in a low voice: "Brother Gan, I think we will tell the truth, and the hero will not suffer the loss in front of him." ”

Although what he said was small, it was clearly heard by Wang Zhong, and Wang Zhong's mana was actually shrouded in them, just to prevent them from making such small movements.

The blood-vomiting young man's eyes rolled, and then said, "It's okay to tell you, you can listen to me." ”

Seeing his unashamed form, Wang Zhonghe smiled, as if he was watching a joke.

Situ Yan didn't have such a good temper, and shouted angrily to let him hurry, if it weren't for Wang Zhong sitting here, according to Situ Yan's character, these two people would have been killed by her.

"My name is Zhao Ligan, this is my junior brother Zhao Huan, we are from Daomen, Wulong Mountain Yunxiao Cave. Zhao Ligan looked at Wang Zhong with a proud look and said.

"Why are you here?"

"Experience. ”

"Just the two of you?"

"No, a lot. ”

"What about the others?"

"Dead!"

"Even people like you who don't measure your own strength, you dare to go to Dongshan to experience, it's just that you don't know the height of the sky, and you are innocent of death. Situ Yan snorted, and it was very uncomfortable to see Zhao Ligen's arrogant appearance.

"You ......" Zhao Ligen was angry with Situ Yan's words, and you didn't dare to say anything bad for a long time.

And Wang Zhong was thinking about the fact that Zhou Tianguo had a 900-year-old compulsory practice in Yunzhong Academy, and all the people had the obligation to practice and study in the academy.

At the end of the nine-hundred-year compulsory practice, the assessment ceremony arrived, and he entered the Zhou Tian Academy with his strength.

However, the admission requirements of Zhou Tian College are extremely strict, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as one in a hundred miles or one in a thousand.

In that case, only one of the hundred people was admitted to Zhou Tian Academy, so why did the remaining ninety-nine go?

Perhaps the existence of the "Daomen" of the Yunxiao Cave of Wulong Mountain in Zhao Ligen's mouth is where they go.

It's just that there is no record in the cultivation textbooks of Cloud Academy.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhong threw the purple gold token in front of Zhao Liqing, and when he saw this token, Zhao Liqing touched it all over his body and was shocked.

"This is my token, given to me by my senior brother. Zhao Ligen immediately picked up the token and hurriedly stuffed it into the placket, as if he was afraid that Wang Zhong would rob him.

"Tell me, who is Ning Wushuang, and what about True Dragon Peak?" Wang Zhong glared at him and said unhurriedly, the majesty in his tone that could not allow him to resist.