Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Thunder Realm

The Taixuan Kingdom is not the strongest among the sixteen ASEAN countries, but it is definitely not the weakest.

In particular, the economic development of the whole country can be ranked among the top five in the entire ASEAN, which can be seen from the avenue at the feet of the royal court.

At present, he has left the academy, out of the city, and traveled more than 20 kilometers, even the surrounding towns and villages, are gradually decreasing, but the road under his feet is still paved with good and smooth granite, the avenue is smooth and spacious, not to mention driving a horse, even if he is driving, he will not feel bumpy, and its texture may not be comparable to the road of his world, but in terms of workmanship, it is not inferior to the most ordinary cement road.

Read 10,000 books and travel 10,000 miles!

Although Wang Ting's trip had its own destination, he did not rent a carriage or ride a horse at all, but used his own feet to walk out of the city gate step by step, step by step here, carefully sensing the customs of a completely unfamiliar world along the way, and savoring the heaviness of the feet when they came into contact with the earth.

"Smack!"

Night is coming.

At this moment, it was already a full thirty kilometers away from the city, and Wang Ting's figure stopped.

"You're out of the city, how long are you going to follow? ”

Wang Ting suddenly spoke.

Although at this moment, there is no figure to be seen in the surrounding area, except for the distant paths, where the countryside is entrenched and the lights are dim.

"Hmm, I don't think you're aware of my presence. ”

There was silence for a moment, and in the wilderness, a somewhat cold voice suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a man dressed in a strong suit and with a long sword hanging from his waist slowly walked out of the grove on the side of the road.

"The Gongsun family?"

"Huh, how do you ......?"

"I offended the Gongsun family. ”

As Wang Ting spoke, the sword in his hand was slowly pulled out.

"Very good! It's really interesting, a little high-level martial artist, he actually dares to draw his sword in front of one of my high-level swordsmen!"

This man in a strong suit is none other than Hu Yi, a guard sent by the Gongsun family, a high-ranking swordsman.

"Get out of your sword. ”

Wang Ting sighed.

High Swordsman.

According to the standards of this world, it is definitely not inferior to his existence as the world's top master, and the high-level swordsman in front of him may not be as skilled as Xi Ruojian because he is a retainer, and the oppression brought by him is not as good as Xi Ruojian, but the identity of the high-level swordsman is there, and such a strong man is definitely the most powerful enemy since Wang Ting came to this world.

"Good, so ......"

Hu Yi said in his mouth, and the light in his eyes slowly condensed.

The state of mind cultivation of a high-level swordsman in this world may not be as good as that world, but if he can cultivate to a high-level swordsman, how can he be easy to match.

In the moment of his gaze, a high-level swordsman's coercion had already rushed to his face, this is a kind of momentum that can only be formed by a strong man who has strong confidence in his own swordsmanship and strength.

"Sure enough, there are some doorways. ”

Seeing that Wang Ting was not affected by his own momentum, the hand of this high-ranking swordsman slowly put it on his saber.

"Boom!"

After his own momentum condensed to a point, he instantly drew his sword.

The strength under the feet is together, and the granite where you step has been shaken out by the anti-seismic force, and a large number of stone chips have been shaken.

Then this strength, this high-level swordsman roared in unison, his blood boiled, and a powerful momentum of oppression erupted from his body, and the sword in his hand was like a meteor piercing the moon at this moment, drawing a dazzling trajectory in this somewhat dim evening......

"Bang!"

Blazing.

With the powerful spirit of the sixth-order spiritual power, Wang Ting sensed the assassination trajectory of the opponent's sword for the first time, and as soon as his body moved, the sword body slashed sideways, and it had already fallen to the side of the sword of the high-level swordsman Hu Yi, in a vain attempt to deflect this sword to force the opponent's door wide.

However, the moment the two swords intersected, a strong force shook from the opponent's sword, and the powerful force directly made his palms violently shake, bursting out of blood on the spot.

The high-ranking swordsman took advantage of this moment to suddenly step out, bully his body, and punch out.

"Bang!"

Wang Ting's body twisted rapidly, trying in vain to remove the power of this punch, but even if a high-level swordsman struck in a hurry, the power contained in it was still far from what he could resist, and under one punch, his body was directly knocked out, and the sound of bones shattering resounded through the night sky.

"Get down for me!"

Knocking Wang Ting, Hu Yi chased out without the slightest stagnation, the whole process was smooth, without giving him any respite, the next heavy punch was already fiercely down in the air, once it was confirmed, with the physical fitness of his high-level martial artist, he didn't want to stand up again.

"Spiritual Secret Technique!

"Boom!"

In just six words, Hu Yi's brain shook violently, and a shocking thunder sounded in his mind, and the terrifying sound wave hit all directions at the moment when the thunder sounded, almost bursting his brain, and the fatal blow was also a huge flaw as the thunder sounded in his mind.

"The evil demon is crooked, shake me away!"

Hu Yi roared wildly in his mouth, and he reacted extremely keenly, instantly understood that he was on the other party's path, and with the will to improve with the roar, he dispersed all the thunder that exploded in his mind.

But......

The little time that the Spiritual Secret Technique had gained was enough.

A flash of swordlight!

A dazzling cold light instantly pierced the void and stabbed directly into his throat, and before the sharp pain could spread, the blade of the sword that pierced into his throat suddenly slashed horizontally, directly cutting off half of his neck.

"You ......"

Hu Yi, who finally came back to his senses, opened his eyes wide, and weakly reached out to cover the wound on his throat, as if to stop the blood that kept spurting out there, but no matter how hard he tried, it was always useless, and after struggling for a while, his body finally fell down and died of exhaustion.

Until he died, he couldn't understand what method the young man in front of him used to directly shake his spirit and make him have such a fatal flaw.

......

"Poof!"

As soon as Hu Yi died, Wang Ting finally couldn't suppress the strength he had put into his body, and blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth.

His face changed slightly for a moment, Wang Ting quickly adjusted his breathing, and constantly suppressed the churning qi and blood in his body through special breathing methods, and after a while, the feeling of burning inside gradually disappeared, but the pain of his collarbone being broken still made him frown slightly from time to time.

"The quality of this high-level martial artist is too poor, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, even if I have amazing means, in the case of a sword duel, killing a middle-level swordsman is already the limit, and a high-level swordsman can completely reduce ten times with one force against a cultivator below the official swordsman, and all swordsmanship means can be violently destroyed. ”

Wang Ting breathed while silently summarizing the gains and losses of this battle in his heart.

Fortunately, the cultivators of this world only cultivate the strength of the Dao, not the spirit, the spiritual world is not strong enough, if it is in his world, a high-level swordsman, at least a fourth-level spiritual ability, some powerful, may raise his spiritual scale to the fifth level, in that case, his spiritual secret technique is impossible to have a substantial impact on the other party.

After sorting out his gains and losses slightly, Wang Ting searched for a moment on this guard, and soon, he had already found a guard token of Gongsun Fangyu's mansion and three gold coins.

After a moment's silence, he left the guard token behind.

After doing this, he took out the fire guide, set fire to the corpse of the high-ranking swordsman guard, turned around directly, and walked forward, and soon, it had disappeared into the night.

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(It's another three chapters!!)