Chapter Eighty-Five: A Warrior Three Hundred Years Ago

Above the closed private golf course in the back mountain of Kong's house, Kong Wenhao flew directly at a low altitude over a distance of more than 300 meters and fell down.

"Still no" Kong Wenhao, who was no longer old at this time, and became more and more energetic, shook his head and said: "It seems that it is really as you said, we still have to pick up the weapon." ”

Dongfang Yijian's understanding of the cultivation realm is far better than that of Kong Wenhao, and since the two of them reached the innate seventh-level martial artist realm with the help of Wen Tao, they have never left. The two of them studied together, and even if they didn't make a breakthrough at this time, they didn't have to worry about their lifespan within two hundred years, and they could naturally devote themselves to research.

Dongfang Yijian said: "At this time, the true qi in our body has almost been transformed into true yuan aura, and short-distance flight is not a big problem, but if you want to speed up and fly for a long time, you must learn to cultivate the true spirit, refine your own flying sword and other magic weapons, and use this sword to fly." ”

Kong Wenhao also nodded, and the two of them walked to the wooden table and chair next to them and sat down next to the wooden table and chair where tea had been prepared: "I always feel that this is mainly because of the lack of True Yuan Spiritual Qi in our body, if we have enough True Yuan Spiritual Qi, it is not difficult to fly." As he spoke, Kong Wenhao took a sip of tea and sighed: "Speaking of which, you and I are really lucky, things that I couldn't have dreamed of before, but now I am almost in front of me, soaring into the sky!!"

Although Kong Wenhao and Dongfang Yijian can't fly for a long time now, they themselves who have reached the Ning Dan stage know that it is only a matter of time.

"Only Mr. Wen can have such magical powers. Dongfang Yijian was already convinced at this time that Wen Tao was the mysterious Mr. Wen, of course, they saw that Mr. Chinese had become a true cultivator who had lived for an unknown number of years.

"En" Kong Wenhao nodded and was about to say something, when he suddenly felt a kind of pressure, a strong pressure.

Dongfang Yijian also stood up violently, and his sword eyebrows were raised.

Like the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon and like Changhong, Wang Ao, who came by stepping on the sword, was already standing in front of Dongfang Yijian and Kong Wenhao in a blink of an eye, carrying Wang Botao, who had shrunk into a ball. The long sword under his feet was still hidden in Wang Ao's body when he landed.

In the Xiuzhen realm, Edgeworth's flying is an entry-level kung fu, just like a child learning to walk. But in the secular world, Edgeworth's flight is definitely a shocking thing.

Even in the martial arts world, the flight of the sword has become a legend, and there was one more than three hundred years ago, and the flight of the innate seventh-level martial artist is the biggest symbol. When he reached the innate seventh-level martial artist, he was already at the threshold of entering the Dao with martial arts, and he was already half a cultivator.

It's just that if there is no one behind those who enter the Tao with martial arts, the road ahead will become more and more difficult, and in the era when there were many innate seventh-level martial artists more than three hundred years ago, most people would die in the end, and it would be difficult to take a higher step.

Dongfang Yijian and Kong Wenhao are both over 100 years old, and both of them are already innate seventh-level martial artists at this time, so they are quite calm at this time.

However, after Wang Ao fell, he glanced at Dongfang Yijian and Kong Wenhao, and was slightly surprised: "You are the children of the Kong family and the Dongfang family, I really didn't expect that three hundred years ago, it would be difficult for a martial artist to break through the innate seventh level with a thin aura, and today, three hundred years later, in such a poor environment with such a thin aura, there are still people from the Kong family and the Dongfang family who can break through this hurdle, good, good, good."

Wang Ao nodded and said three good things in a row.

"Don't blame me, the Wang family is not your opponent," he said, and threw Wang Botao aside.

Looking at his dress, Dongfang Yijian and Kong Wenhao were already taken aback in their hearts, obviously the dress of the Qing Dynasty. It's okay to speak, and it's also neat.

"I don't know who the predecessors are?" asked Kong Wenhao.

Wang Aoren stood proudly as his name suggests: "You juniors are not worthy of asking my name, now give you two paths, immediately let go of the attack on the Wang family, cut off one of your arms, and hand over the doctor named Wen Tao, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword." ”

Dongfang Yijian and Kong Wenhao are such characters, although the people in front of them are so strong, they are the only ones in their lives. Dongfang Yijian had also seen cultivators, but the person in front of him gave them more feeling and pressure, because he was a martial artist.

A martial artist who has reached the flight of the imperial sword is obviously the old man of the Wang family, when did the Wang family have such a powerful person.

At that time, the speed of the decline of the Wang family was faster than that of other families, looking at this person's dress, and with his power, he was a figure from two or three hundred years ago.

"The predecessor is so majestic!" Dongfang Yijian said coldly: "Don't talk about us now, even if we are just ordinary martial artists, how can we be as the predecessor said." If that's the case, we are not worthy of being the descendants of the Dongfang family and the Kong family. ”

Hearing that Wen Tao was involved, the two were even more cautious, the two were not the kind of people who were threatened by others, but they also knew what the situation in front of them was. As for the suppression of the Wang family, they naturally knew about it, although it was only yesterday.

This matter came from the Shuxin Clinic and Wen Tao's handwriting, and the other party counted this matter on the two of them, and the two of them didn't explain much.

Kong Wenhao also smiled: "Although we are not opponents of our predecessors, we have no regrets about meeting a master like our predecessors, and we have no regrets about dying in battle." ”

They chose to fight, but Wang Ao appreciated it very much: "Okay, the Kong family and the Dongfang family can have descendants like you, it's good, let's do it!"

"Slow" Kong Wenhao is still calm in the face of a strong enemy: "Didn't the seniors want to find Dr. Wen, the juniors can let people inform him now, and then it's not too late to learn from the seniors." ”

As he spoke, Kong Wenhao pressed the intercom next to him, which was the communicator between him and Kong Jie. Separate channel, usually Kong Wenhao doesn't care about other things, and only contacts Kong Jie, which is a private customized phone, which is buttoned on the edge of his clothes, but it is a bit like agent equipment.

"Old ancestor, he is on the phone, he can notify people thousands of miles away, you can't let him notify Wen Tao, otherwise he should run away!!" Wang Botao saw it and hurriedly shouted. He was afraid that this antique ancestor didn't know the phone.

"Shut up" Wang Ao didn't move, and a sword qi hit Wang Botao like a wooden stake, knocking him out a few meters, and it was difficult to speak. Wang Ao was very unhappy with this descendant who had become a eunuch and had become a eunuch, and he had the heart to kill him. Wang Ao has his pride, he is a super martial artist, and his calculations are naturally not such a small belly, grasp the general direction - enough!

Kong Wenhao only informed Wen Tao to prepare, and even came to save them, as for running, although he had a short time with Wen Tao, Kong Wenhao didn't think Wen Tao would run. It's just that whether Wen Tao can defeat the person in front of him, they don't know the bottom in their hearts.

"Haha" Looking at the tsunami that only staggered back at night, Luo Zhenfeng smiled happily.

"I've told you a long time ago, Dr. Wen is a monster, and I was able to defeat him with minor injuries in a few days ago, but it's only been a few days now, and the situation has turned around. You think that your Yuan Ying has achieved Niu X, now you know that it is amazing. ”

Tsunami didn't even have the strength to talk to Luo Zhenfeng, so he took some medicine directly from Yanlin, and then went back to the place where he lived to continue recuperation.

"Completed" Luo Zhenfeng put all the drugs that had just entered the clinic, clapped his hands and prepared to leave, Wen Tao's injuries did not heal immediately today, and he went up for treatment after the consultation just now, Luo Zhenfeng did not have a new test subject, and he was ready to drive out to have a good time after he got it.

"Don't leave yet" Before he could leave, Yan Lin came over with a smile: "Doctor Wen said, after you finish placing these medicines, you have to make some of the medicines you use." ”

"Ah" When Luo Zhenfeng heard this, the pain was abnormal, some of the drugs they used were some drugs in the cultivation realm, and some of them needed to be constantly matched with aura when blending. Take a break and leave work early to become empty again.

Upstairs, Wen Tao, who was dressed in silver needles, was lying on the bed, and now he rarely sleeps.

Now that I am injured, it is rare to take a rest in a sleeping position, and the wound in my body has healed fifty percent at this time, and it should be able to heal tonight and tomorrow.

His ability to recover is much stronger than Luo Zhenfeng and Tsunami, but the particularity of the body cannot use medicine, no matter how good the elixir is, when it comes to Wen Tao, it will become an ordinary small medicine, and its usefulness is limited.

Only his own forbidden acupuncture technique can still have some effect, otherwise Wen Tao would not dare to exercise himself so desperately.

After this period of training, Wen Tao's strength has increased significantly, and if it goes on like this, it will not be a problem to stabilize it and wait for a while to attract Luo Zhenfeng's little heavenly tribulation, and then his strength will be improved again.

Just when Wen Tao was quietly thinking about the feelings in the battle, experiencing the changes in his body, and lying on the bed to recuperate from his injuries, the phone suddenly rang.

Not many people knew Wen Tao's phone, so he picked it up and took a look, Kong Jie.

The phone was connected, Kong Jie explained the situation as quickly as possible, and Wen Tao slowly sat up from the bed.

Three hundred years ago, the super martial artist of the Wang family, Edgeworth Flying, wanted to find himself. There is no superfluous nonsense, Wentao is a civilized place, hang up the phone and move his fingers as gracefully as playing a piano, dozens of silver needles on his body are all pulled out, his body has jumped out in a flash, and the window is instantly switched as if it has not moved, and the person has gone straight to the Kong family's mansion.