A person, a knife, roaming in the unknown desert, Ling Qian has encountered countless setbacks, fallen into countless troughs, seen many amazing geniuses, and encountered too many forces that are so large that they are suffocating, sometimes he has to bow his head, or even kneel, in order to be qualified to live. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Tasting humiliation, jealousy, resentment...... Almost all the negative emotions, he tried, between a group of shining geniuses and the older generation of the mountains, endured, endured, moved forward, step by step, step by step, step by step.

It can be said that he is undoubtedly the top part of the desert now, and he is also the most promising part of the people. At the age when he was not confused, he had already reached the peak of the Xuan Realm, and he had touched the whole realm, which can be said to have unlimited potential. In the future, if it goes well, it will be a giant.

However, the scene of his youth seems to be repeated today, except that the protagonist and the supporting characters are reversed, and the protagonist is too strong. This time he became a stubborn master, and Wang Shi became a stubborn young man.

This young man, no, this demon, what he has to do now is not to run away, but to kill.

The whole heart was choked by a strong crisis, which was different from the crisis that arose from the life-and-death struggle with the shopkeeper or the old fox, but sailing in the sea, not knowing what kind of turbulent waves would be encountered in the next moment.

Wang Shi is too strong, and the strength is terrible!

Ling Qian had been suppressing the thought of wanting to kill Wang Shi, tasting the crisis that made him tremble, a force that had been silent for many years seemed to be awakening, stimulating his nerves, stimulating his body, and making his breath change.

If Wang Shi had forcibly rushed over against the explosion of flames before, then Ling Qian might really be killed, this might really be as Wang Shi himself said that he wanted to wait, or it could be that he had exhausted his strength and didn't have the strength to kill his opponent again.

After taking a breath, Ling Qian had regained his mobility, and had succeeded in activating the power that had been dormant for many years, faintly touching the shackles that had imprisoned him for many years.

A seed that has been dormant for thousands of years, the shell is enough to strangle the life in it. However, when a spring thunder or a drop of rain falls, this life bursts out, and in an instant, it will break through everything and complete the transformation. Such an opportunity is hard to come by, and no one can predict it, so we can only wait quietly. Even Ling Qian himself didn't expect that he would encounter such a lucky thing at this time.

Probably a little tired from standing, Ling Qian sat down, very much wanted to find a kettle to drink some water, he was too thirsty, but there was no water in the magic bronze ring around, he could only endure this pain, or taste the pain in his heart.

With a changed voice, Ling Qian said with difficulty, "How did you come up with the idea of using reflections?"

Since it is waiting, you might as well say something, otherwise the time will not be so easy, Wang Shi replied: "It has been ten days since I left Feihuang City. ”

Sand is a mineral after all, and after high temperatures, it will always melt, and under the control of Wang Shimiao's spiritual power, it naturally forms a smooth ball.

Wang Shi used the First Flame Heavenly Explosion to create a spherical space, and its inner walls were unusually smooth enough to reflect any light. This was also the reason why he didn't use Haoyue Stone in the first place, for fear that Ling Qian would find out the clues.

This has to talk about the composition of sand, to say that glass can reflect light, but it is far less reflective than the material extracted from the sand. As long as there is a small spark, the huge space created will become extremely bright, not to mention the reflection of Ling Qian's killing line.

Since it is light, then there is heat, and if there is more heat, fire can be generated. In the infinite refraction space, all places are focal points, and all have an incomparably terrifying high temperature.

This is equivalent to a piece of preheated gunpowder, and Wang Shi's flame explosion is the fuse. With the help of the heat generated by Ling Qian's killing line, the power of Mi Yan Tianbang was multiplied several times, enough to kill Ling Qian.

However, he survived tenaciously in the end.

This seems to be a little clever that only children can use, but at this time, he almost killed a big man like Ling Qian, which makes people feel a little absurd and at the same time, they also feel that Wang Shi is terrible.

Playing against someone who has endless means and erratic ideas can be a headache and can easily cost your life.

I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't make any moves, Ling Qian said: "Ten days is enough to do a lot of things, it seems that you still attach great importance to me." ”

"I value every opponent. Wang Shi said coldly, as if he was suddenly tired of the conversation with Ling Qian.

"It's a good habit. ”

As he pondered all the details of the battle in more and more detail, Wang Shi's gaze became colder and colder, and the whole person became more and more silent, like a blood-stained knife slowly returning to its sheath.

Ling Qian sat quietly, like a sculpture, straight and hard. The Mi Yan Heavenly Explosion was enough to destroy him as a person, or Wang Shi was not qualified to destroy him, but he was blessed by this baptism of fire, and his body was undergoing a transformation.

The loss of a right arm is nothing compared to metamorphosis. If you are lucky enough to enter the Quanyi Realm this time, you don't have to worry about the disability of your body at all, as long as your spiritual power is sufficient, your body can be regenerated at any time. The higher the realm, the stronger the power.

Therefore, Ling Qian was in a good mood at this time, but it was a pity that he couldn't laugh.

However, Wang Shi's mood was very bad, getting worse and worse, not because his body had been hit hard, nor because he was about to fall into a desperate situation, but because he began to discover a fact, a fact that made him angry and crazy. Because of the excitement of this event, he could kill everyone present.

In Ling Qian's strong attack just now, how many killing intent were directed at him, and how many were directed at Ning Yi on his back?

Ling Qian's target, is it himself, or Ning Yi?

If it was Ning Yi who he wanted to kill, what would happen if he reacted a little slower?

From the moment he put Ning Yi on his back, a silent oath had been issued, and he would never allow Ning Yi to be hurt in any way. Unconsciously, Ning Yi has become Wang Shi's counter-scale, and he will be angry when he touches it.

The anger was even more terrifying than the explosion of the flames, enough to burst people's chests and brains, but at this time, Wang Shi became silent and cold. The residual heat around them sensed the chill and began to shiver.

Ling Qian noticed something unusual, and his gaze went straight through the darkness and touched the cold stone. The stone is too cold, the edges and corners are too distinct, and the cut eyes hurt.

"I've been killing people since I was eight years old, and I've killed a lot of people now. Now I kill people as easily as pinching an ant to death, and my heart does not tremble at all, let alone anger. ”

At this time, Ling Qian had already heard the meaning of this sentence, and wanted to laugh out loud, laughing proudly, but his body couldn't give him a chance to express himself. He could only look calmly at the darkness in front of him, silent.

"When I hold the knife, I always feel calm. But now, I can't, or I can't before I kill you. Wang Shi said word by word, with great seriousness, as if a primary school student was reciting a text in front of a teacher for the first time.

So much has been going through that there is no need to discuss the question of whether to kill or not. Killing people is a sin, but it is better than being killed, and in the midst of constant killing and being killed, the rights and wrongs of this matter no longer need to be discussed.

Ling Qian had a good guess of Wang Shi's fate, so the target of his attack at the beginning was Ning Yi! Only in this way could he be furious, make him crazy, make him an outlaw, and let him take revenge at all costs!

"I'm proud because I can easily provoke you, which means I can easily kill you. ”

If provoking Wang Shi could make Ling Qian proud, then if he really understood Wang Shi's anger, he would look up to the sky and smile proudly.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Wang Shi didn't need to say anything more, he slowly raised his knife and said calmly: "I don't know calligraphy, but I can still write, so look at how this character is written." ”

Without panicking, he immediately got up, Ling Qian still sat in place, but his palms were already on the ground, and his eyes were also constricted, staring at the darkness.

Smoothly out of the knife, like a primary school student who has just copied the copybook, the writing is a little crooked, but extremely serious.

Carving words on the strongest stone, skimming on the water, two very different things, but at this time, they were mixed together, and they were reflected in Wang Shi's demon knife. The knife can't tell whether it is fast or slow, but it is very rhythmic, like a fight turning stars, not fast or slow, natural and serious.

In an instant, six knives!

It's almost to the extreme!

It wasn't that one knife slashed six times, but six knives slashed at the same time, and the shadow left by the knife in the air formed a single word.

It doesn't reflect the penmanship, let alone any hypocrisy and wrongdoing, and the structure of the word is even very loose, like a person who is so drunk that he can't stand up. But every stroke of the word is extremely serious, and it seems to carry ten thousand jun inside, like a cliff cut out by a knife and axe, except that it is straight and hard.

The pupils had shrunk to the extreme, and the muscles in the corners of the eyes twitched involuntarily, but their eyes were still firmly fixed on the depths of the darkness, staring at the words that came from the attack.

The knife came too fast, and far exceeded the original distance of ten paces!

You can't hide, because the word is big. What's more, Ling Qian has a reason not to hide, because this is basically the same as his killing line!

Although it is not light, the breath in it is like twin brothers, which is clearly the killing line integrated into the knife technique. Could it be that Wang Shi will also nirvana, or that he has already learned to kill the word line by relying on a few short fights?

The twitching of the corners of his eyes had already explained Ling Qian's heart, and he finally couldn't help but say, "What a big killing word!"