"Ten steps!" someone couldn't help but read aloud. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, an indescribable change occurred in Wang Ming's body, like a god.

The people around him couldn't stand, as if they were in the eye of the storm.

The largest nautilus dojo in Yuezhou has a total of nine huge nautilus, and people sit at the mouth of the nine nautilus, just like a flat boat in the ocean, Wang Ming gives people this feeling.

However, it was not the wind, but the murderous aura, like a tornado, spinning little by little, suddenly huge, rising into the sky, murderous!

The expressions on the faces of those who were close to the eyes were inexplicable when they saw the entire rice paper floating.

"Ten steps to kill a demon!" exclaimed a little martial arts five-fold master, and then instinctively brushed his martial soul.

Rumble!

His martial soul was directly shattered by the murderous aura, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his steps staggered back several steps.

You can't brush the martial soul, and the martial soul is to fight against it.

No wonder the Great Martial God of the Imperial Capital suddenly came out of the chapter, and a poem actually contained such a murderous aura.

"Ten steps to kill a demon, a thousand miles without staying. ”

No one dared to speak out anymore, Wang Ming simply came by himself, and the sound was like a golden stone striking each other, resounding throughout the audience.

Everyone's expressions froze, and all kinds of vivid pictures appeared in their minds.

Ten steps to kill a demon, heroic to the sky.

"Woo woo ......" horn sounded suddenly.

On the walls of the palace are huge horns about ten zhang long, glowing with bronze luster, surrounded by bronze fences, which are sounded during wartime or major ceremonies.

One horn, two horns, three ...... Soon all the trumpets sounded.

The guards on the palace wall changed color one by one, because no one blew it at all.

Dong Zhongshu's eyes shone with dazzling light, he looked at Wang Ming with a high look, but at this moment, he knew that he was still underestimating Wang Ming.

Such a poem, even if it is placed on the Wenhua Hall in the imperial capital, is as stunning as the Quartet, and reciting it in that Shenzhou core may cause even more movement.

"Oh my God, no one is sounding the horn. Someone also reacted and exclaimed.

There are two more sentences, what are these two sentences?

Don't be anticlimactic, even Tang Ruoji's eyes widened at this time. He had mixed feelings in his heart, on the one hand, he hoped that Wang Ming's last two sentences would be messed up, and on the other hand, he hoped that Wang Ming would call it a perfect end.

Wang Ming wrote the first two sentences and read them, and there were still some people present who were meditating on their poems, still struggling to dream of "if they were the first", but when Wang Ming wrote "Ten Steps to Kill a Demon", no one wrote it anymore, and some even quietly crumpled what they had written into a ball and put it directly in their pockets, and for those young talents who had already handed in their poems, they wanted to grab it back, and then resolutely tore it up.

There is no comparison at all, and what embarrassed them is that it is actually a thunderous man who chanted such earth-shattering verses.

Wang Ming entered an unimaginable situation, he felt as if the floating rice paper had been given life by himself, and his whole spirit was also infused into it.

"Brush off your clothes and go to hide your body and name deeply. Wang Ming couldn't stop, and a nameless force clasped his hand and quickly finished writing the last two sentences.

After the last "name" and the last stroke, Wang Ming's expression was a little sluggish.

Boom, the Kunpeng egg in the bag in his arms cracked again, and Wang Ming woke up with the help of this slight sound.

Ah, what did you do?

Li Bai's "Chivalrous Journey"?!

Wang Ming felt a trace of guilt in his heart, and thought about it, isn't it worth rejoicing that such an immortal poem from the past and the present has come out in another world?

Wang Ming felt a trace of kindness, a trace of emotion, his eyes were slightly red, and his body and mind trembled slightly. He had an urge to bow and worship, moved by the splendid culture of China that other countries can only look up to forever.

Representing the essence of Chinese culture, there are more and more things in this world, so can you regard "other places" as "hometowns"?

Wang Ming glanced at Gu Panxi.

Gu Panxi didn't see Wang Ming, only saw a breath of qi, a qi that rose to the sky, and it was sword qi, and the whole body and mind began to tremble, and shouted for it.

"The sea guest is bearded, and Wu Hook is frosty and snowy. The silver saddle shines on the white elephant, like a shooting star. Ten steps to kill a demon, a thousand miles without staying. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. ”

Everyone recited silently in their hearts, for fear of missing a word, and at the same time they were in a trance, and what was even more frightening was that all the martial artists above the junior grandmaster with martial souls felt that their martial souls were suppressed, and they actually faintly had an urge to surrender to them.

The foreign affairs elder of the White Cloud Sect, Yun Wuxi's face became paler and paler, what a Wang Ming, such a poem is earth-shattering, plus his martial arts cultivation and potential, he will be able to get it in the future, so he must die!

Yun Wuxian killed together, the internal organs in his body churned for a while, and he directly snorted and took three steps back, and a mouthful of black blood desperately held back without spitting it out.

Yun Wuxian hurriedly hid his murderous intent and looked around, but fortunately no one noticed him.

Oops, if Wang Ming wins the first place, Dong Tingshi's "I" character is nothing, and the king's Nine Turns Da Huan Dan and the Ground Rank Divine Palace Talisman of the Divine Envoy will make his strength skyrocket. No, you can't let him be number one. Yun Wuxian thought to himself, his eyes rolling wildly.

After Wang Ming clasped his hands, he said lightly: "If you are a child, can this poem still enter your eyes?"

"What?" Tang Ruoji's cheeks flushed, and when he saw everyone looking at him with the expression of a dead man, he suddenly felt ashamed and angry.

"Gu Panxi is my childhood sweetheart's friend, I know her, and Gu Fang Zonghua is like a friend of me at first sight," Wang Ming said, taking a step and standing proudly in the audience, "Moreover, she is still my fiancée." I know them, and they don't like fame. ”

Since taking the seat, Hua Yinluo has not spoken, and has sat upright, as if everything that happened around her has nothing to do with her, until Wang Ming recites this poem, saying that she does not like fame. Hua Yin Luo Xinhu suddenly had a ripple, and looked up at Wang Ming.

Tang Ruoji was extremely embarrassed, and he was ashamed and eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Everyone was shocked, Hua Yinluo was actually Wang Ming's fiancée, how could this be?

Ye Bujing, who was standing next to Tang Ruoji, raised his hand and touched his nose, because he seemed to see Tang Ruoji running all the way with joy, and then slammed into an invisible hard wall.

He didn't touch his nose at night because he felt pain when he looked at it.

Many people have the same idea as Night Fear, but they are not so intuitive, and they all think that Tang Ruoji has hit the copper wall this time.

Miserable!

Very miserable!

"Brush off your clothes and go to hide your body and name deeply. Tang Ruoji muttered in his mouth and gave Wang Ming a ninety-degree bow, "The last two sentences are extremely chic, mysterious, and free." ”

Everyone's eyes lit up, yes, the last two sentences are the two most central sentences.

They were taken by "Ten Steps to Kill a Demon" before, but now think about it carefully, how chic and free it is to "go to the clothes when things are over"?!