How vast is the East China Sea?

Wang Jiuping, the boss behind Wu Kum Kee, who was rubbing a rosary in his hand, stood on the top of the Tingchao Building, looking at the railing.

There is no end in sight, no boundary can be seen, and the wave of anger swept from the sea and sky, the momentum is unstoppable, and the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers is daunting.

Despite the suppression of the Great Array, the power of heaven and earth carried by this stinging tide is still not trivial. Watching the tide here, when they saw the angry crash of this wave from the sky, how many people turned pale because of this? Mo said that it was difficult to stand in place while standing calm and standing in place like the leaders of those dynasties and sects. For many people, just looking at this wave from afar, they can't help but feel awe and fear, and they can't help but tremble, and can't help but want to run away from this terrible wave. They can't imagine how much courage they have to have to be like those leaders, to face the waves, to the top of the city, and face this coercion?!

Right here and now.

In the restaurant, in the sea of people, on the high platform, the leaders from all directions, one after another dazzling streamers shot out, against the power of the stinging tide, and went straight to the city.

Like a bright star streaking across the sky.

In the past two hundred years, whenever the dragon tide comes, Wang Jiuping will listen to the tide on the roof of the tide building, this is the seventh time.

But this starry picture is the first time he has seen it.

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The world has come." ”

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Yuan Mingyue's robe moved with the wind, his clothes fluttered, he looked at the wave of angry beating, even if there was still some distance, he could still clearly feel the horror of this coercion.

This was only the first wave of sting, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like when the last wave of the dragon tide came.

One by one, the figures headed towards the castle head.

He squinted slightly.

It's a pity that the senior brother of this generation of academy Dingjia has been in retreat for nearly half a year, otherwise he would definitely teach everyone in the world to know that those things that can be done by Taoist and sword cultivators can be done by them, and they can do it better.

Now the pressure fell on his shoulders.

He wants to see the tide of stinging dragons.

When his figure jumped over the railing and flew in the air, he still hadn't drawn his sword.

That's not what a scholar does.

And he also did not have the habit of carrying a sword.

He spit out lightly: "Seven steps to give birth to lotus." ”

As he spoke, a lotus flower was born on his tiptoes, and he flew towards the thirty-three zhang high city.

The closer you get to the city, the stronger the pressure of the stinging tide becomes.

Edgeworth's ascent to the castle was a matter of decay and decay, and many people could not bear the pressure halfway through, fell down, and were picked up by their fellow gates under the eastern city wall.

Yuan Mingyue was different, he took a lotus flower step by step, and his momentum was not decaying, but it was getting stronger and stronger, and he regarded the power of the sky as nothing.

This is his Yuan Mingyue's bookish spirit.

When the seventh step fell, he was standing at the head of the city, and everyone couldn't help but be in an uproar and their eyes were shocked.

Yuan Mingyue didn't feel complacent, just stared at the sky-shaking wave that was almost close at hand.

He didn't look very good.

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A flat boat is facing the tide and the big waves.

A green coat on the boat.

It was Wu Yan, the sword idiot who sneered at the Confucian scholars in the world for "talking about their hearts and minds when they have nothing to do, and repaying the world when they die", he was carrying a broadsword and hedged away against the tide of shock.

This is no ordinary storm.

It's a dragon sting tide that everyone has to take seriously.

Some people can't get to the city, and some people don't dare to go to the city.

Although he did not go to the city, he went directly to the head of the big wave by floating boat.

The boat was thin, and in the midst of the stormy waves, it seemed to capsize at any moment, and was even crushed to pieces by the terrible pressure, but now, although it was shaking, it was safe and sound, because there was a man standing in the bow.

Sword idiot Wu Yan.

The sword idiot who replied to Confucianism with "Give me a sword, I can open the mountain, Zhenhai, kill demons, and kill you".

Everyone who saw this scene gasped and showed a look of disbelief.

No one has ever done this, Wu Yan is the first.

The crowd was shocked by his prowess, and they were also angry at his rampantness.

Whether it is the head of the city or the top of the waves, there is no difference in the luck obtained, the amount of luck only depends on how many people can stand in the end, but the coercion of heaven and earth to face at the head of the big tide is better than the head of the city.

As if to show his uniqueness, the others stood at the head of the city, and he stood at the head of the boat.

Quite a few feel slighted.

Yuan Mingyue looked at him closely.

Wu Yanzheng slashed the wave with a sword, his expression was focused and crazy, as if there was only a wave in his eyes, and each sword seemed to be the same but felt different.

The cultivation of the Haoshan Sword Sect all started with waving a sword under the waterfall.

He is like a newcomer who has just begun to learn swords, each sword seems to be very slow, and even crooked when it is slashed, but in this situation, people can't help but feel awe.

That's a dragon sting.

But he used the sting tide to temper his kendo.

It was precisely because of this that Yuan Mingyue's face became more and more ugly.

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As the sting tide gradually pressed over, getting closer and closer to the east city wall, more people noticed Wu Yan and couldn't help but gasp.

Su Zhuo looked at the sword idiot from afar, although it was only the first wave of sting, but just looking at it, he couldn't help but admire Wu Yan's boldness, in other words, he would not do such a thing, after all, he had not cultivated much, let alone specially tempered his sword in such an exaggerated way.

Su Zhuo said: "Wu Yan should have an upper realm now, right?"

Shang Qingxuan nodded and said, "It should be." ”

Su Zhuo couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "He is really desperate to catch up with you, even Zhang Daoling, who claims to be among the top three of the young generation in the world, does not dare to be as big as him." ”

The nickname of Sword Idiot is really worthy of its name.

Shang Qingxuan glanced at Su Zhuo, "Aren't you going up yet?"

At this time, most of the leaders of the various dynasties and sects had already ascended to the top of the city, but there were not a few who unfortunately fell halfway. Zhao Qianmo, who had just entered the Lingqiao realm when the first peach blossom bloomed in Yuehua Palace this year, looked at the amazing wave, and was worried for a while, with the encouragement of his uncle and sister, he finally went up with the sword, although the process looked dangerous and crumbling, but in the end there was still a thrilling climb to the top of the city.

Xiao Yaosheng of the Dao Palace stood on a high platform, and suddenly jumped, and the flying sword came out in response.

He stood on the body of the sword, and the sword went away, like a bamboo.

The sharp sword qi broke through the coercion in all directions, and went straight to the head of the thirty-three zhang city, he stood with his sword in his hand, intentionally or unintentionally, and glanced at Su Zhuo's side.

Cangli Sect suddenly sounded a commotion, it turned out that it was the amazing Zhang Daoling who also went to the city, the reason why he attracted the envy of the same door, was because his way of ascending the city was very simple, others went to the city with a sword, and they were all dangerous, but he didn't, he went directly to the city in one step, without any superfluous movements, and understated it as if he was walking on the ground.

Su Zhuo suddenly thought of something and looked in one direction.

Beiqi's Canglong is there.

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Zhou Ce seemed to feel something, turned his head and glanced at it, just in time to meet Su Zhuo's gaze.

He smiled with interest.

The meaning of the smile, at this moment, only Su Zhuo knows-

I'm waiting for you.

Many eyes fell on Zhou Ce's body, this great prince of Northern Qi, whether it was in the Sihai Tower or in front of the Chao Tower, was very eye-catching, and everyone wanted to know how he would get to the top of the city if it was him.

The first wave of stinging tide is not a difficulty at all for a character like Zhou Ce, but it is also an understatement, and people are still different from each other, just like Yuan Mingyue and Wu Yan, one climbs the city to watch the tide, and the other floats against the waves, and makes a judgment from above.

Zhou Ce raised the Dragon Sparrow Sword and pointed straight at the sky.

Everyone looked at him in amazement.

In the next moment, only to hear the sound of a sword, Zhou Ce turned into a streamer, broke through the gloomy sea of clouds, and went straight to the nine heavens.

Just when everyone was at a loss, he cut through a sea of clouds like a star, shot straight down, and landed on the top of the city.

Zhou Ce held his sword and looked at Su Zhuo again.

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As these leaders ascended to the top of the city one by one, everyone's eyes naturally fell on Su Zhuo.

They naturally didn't expect Su Zhuo to be as amazing as those leaders, but they just thought, since they all have the ability to listen to such a big movement on the tide tower, now they have to at least get past the sting tide and climb to the top of the city, right?

The disciples of the Shangqing Palace were also looking at Su Zhuo.

In fact, they had been paying attention to Su Zhuo all along.

But it's no wonder that the Shangqing Palace is now counting on Su Zhuo alone, and he has always stood with Shang Qingxuan.

While making people envious, jealous and hateful, they couldn't help but begin to doubt Su Zhuo's determination to ascend the city.

This guy has been procrastinating, can't he be afraid after seeing the momentum of the dragon sting?

This kind of thing is very common, and it has appeared in all sects and sects, but if it appears in the three holy places, this face will be lost.

Shang Qingxuan lent him the Canglan Sword, but he shrank back at this time, hesitating, what did he think?

Many people who were waiting to see Su Zhuo make a fool of themselves began to gloat at this time - Su Zhuo really wanted to admit it at this time, that would be good, at least it would be able to make Shang Qingxuan recognize Su Zhuo's essence.

Just when Zhao Ting couldn't help frowning, Su Zhuo finally moved.

He grasped the Canglan sword.

Then he made a strange movement, he held the hilt of Canglan's sword with his backhand, and then pulled his hand back slightly.

Then take a step, with your left foot in front and your right foot behind.

Everyone was stunned, not knowing what Su Zhuo was going to do, but seeing his strange posture, they had already had a bad premonition.

Su Zhuo squinted slightly, and aimed the Canglan sword at the head of the city.

This is his first time with Edgeworth, so he needs to watch carefully.

However, he discovers the way Edgeworth is ...... for all It's all a bit of a hassle.

Or rather, he thinks there is a more trouble-free way.

Although this method can't be called Edgeworth to be strictly speaking, it is really easy to do.

His five fingers clenched, and under everyone's incredible gaze, he suddenly exerted force

Whoosh.

As if throwing stones, he threw the Canglan sword towards the city.

The cold light suddenly appeared, and the Canglan sword turned into a streamer.

Shang Qingxuan's heart moved, and he glanced at Su Zhuo.

Just as Cang Lanjian was leaving, she found that Su Zhuo had also left.

To be precise, although Su Zhuo is still here, the qi machine is no longer here.

Everyone else was dumbfounded.

Although he had already guessed that Su Zhuo might do this, he still didn't expect that Su Zhuo would actually do it.

The swords were thrown out, how could Su Zhuo still get to the city?

Just like Zhang Daoling of the Cangli Sect, go straight up?

All the disciples of the Shangqing Palace had black faces, and some even wanted to scold their mothers.

Someone else is Edgeworth.

Su Zhuo, this is a fucking sword thrower.

Even if the sword reaches the city, what will happen to his people?

When Wang Xiyue saw this scene, she also felt incredulous, and couldn't help but feel suffocated by Su Zhuo's operation.

However, in the next moment, everyone was stunned.

Su Zhuo, who should still be in the restaurant, suddenly disappeared.

The crowd froze again.

They subconsciously looked for Su Zhuo's figure, but found that not only Su Zhuo, but also Canglan Sword could not be seen.

Li Xu, who had been watching coldly, suddenly shrank his gaze.

He stared sharply at the head of the wave.

In just the blink of an eye, Su Zhuo not only broke through the pressure of the qi brought by the stinging tide, but also crossed the thirty-three zhang city.

The wooden boat that was rising against the waves suddenly sank.

Wu Yan's sword swinging movement stiffened slightly, he frowned slightly, and turned to look.

Su Zhuo landed right on the other end of the boat.

He was holding the Canglan Sword in his hand.

Noticing Wu Yan's strange gaze, he showed a somewhat embarrassed smile.

Countless eyes landed on this Ye Bian boat......