Heart Survey

Chapter 175 I have a sword, travel thousands of miles
Heavy Water Shield, Heavy Stone Wall...

Chongxuan beat the fat hands in a row, and the defensive Taoism superimposed by one after another was blocking the way.

"Do I have the qualifications? Chong Xuanzun is not the head of the family. He said it doesn't count. If you say it, it doesn't count!"

At the juncture of life and death, he has no reservations.

His Taoism is complicated, but cleverly laid out.

"Someone is competing with him for the position of the head of the family, and he himself is not as excited as you. Brother Yiwu, what is going on with you? Could it be that you..."

Chongxuansheng kept his mouth and his hands flying.

"Yo! Angry? Was it on your mind?"

"What are you afraid that others will know?"

Chong Xuansheng was very flexible, and he said while backing away: "Anyway, no one remembers what happened here after walking out of here."

Fist to, heavy water shield shattered.

The fist fell, and the heavy art stone wall was broken.

All the defensive Dao techniques could not stop Wang Yiwu from advancing.

"You can't get out!"

He is out of anger.

Dragons have inverse scales, and if you touch them, you will die.

He clearly knew that this was Zhong Xuansheng's intention to anger him.

But he didn't want to endure it any longer.

In the outside world, in the army, on the battlefield, and in the capital, it was not that he had never seen such means.

With his strength, he obviously didn't need to endure it, but he still endured it.

Because sometimes the power of the world can't stop even a fist.

He endured it every time.

But he didn't want to endure it any longer.

In this secret realm of Tianfu, in a place that cannot be bound by secular rules, Wang Yiwu doesn't want to endure it any longer!
He is so powerful, why should he bear it any longer?
"Aren't you trying to piss me off?"

"I am as you wish!"

Fist, gust of wind.

Wang Yiwu fell like a mountain, nothing could stop him.

This punch instantly shattered all the defensive Dao techniques, and a punch hit Chong Xuansheng's face.

The clear bone cracking sound seemed so ferocious.

His huge body was blown away, almost out of the stone platform, and was dragged back by Jiang Wang.

"You pissed me off!" Wang Yiwu could have blasted Chong Xuansheng with one punch, but he didn't do that.

Instead, he blasted the fat man away first, and then strode up to catch up again: "But my anger, can you handle it?!"

Jiang Wang put down Chong Xuansheng and turned to face Wang Yiwu.

This is Wang Yiwu, who almost blew up the opponent one by one with one against five.

This is Wang Yiwu, who was praised by Jiang Mengxiong as the strongest heaven-penetrating realm in the world.

Jiang Wang stood in front of Chong Xuansheng and faced this person.

Just because he said something. "do not worry."

From the state of Yun to the state of Qi, there are mountains and rivers.

Along the way, we come to eat the wind and sleep in the open, chasing the stars and the moon.

He never slackened for a moment.

Because as long as he stopped, the tragic image of Fenglin City was repeated in his mind over and over again.

That is where he was born and raised, where he cried and laughed.

All are dead, and the living have to carry something.

He can't leave this responsibility to Jiang An'an. As a brother, he can only carry it himself.

Along the way, his Taoism became more and more refined, but he never really drew his sword.

He didn't even know how strong this sword would be when unsheathed.

I have a sword that travels thousands of miles.

He came from the distant Fenglin City of Zhuangguo and traveled all the way to Qijing.

The wind, frost, rain and dew along the way are all in it.

Are you ready to... see the sword?
Before this sword came out, Wang Yiwu's eyes had already become solemn.

He was not going to kill Chong Xuansheng all at once, but at this time he had to explode with all his strength.

The wind howled.

Wang Yiwu was still advancing, and Jiang Wang was still holding his sword.

The white-haired boy and the eagle-eyed soldier.

The sword that has not been drawn, and the fist that has been sent.

At this time it is five against one.

Those who still have fighting strength, of course, will not sit back and watch them decide the winner first.

Li Longchuan's two arrows were unsuccessful, he vomited blood and retreated, but his feet were still steady and his hands were still steady.

He pulled the forehead belt down, covering his eyes directly.

Before the eyes come, the heart comes first.

The arrow has not yet arrived, but the meaning has already arrived.

The heart is in the present, and the arrow is in the first place.

This is the arrow of intent.

With a thought, the arrow is already in front of Wang Yiwu.

The arrow roared and spun like a storm with a dark core.

When it was launched, it was not sharp, and when it fell, it was already cracked and landslides!

clang~! ! !

Wang Yiwu slammed a punch on the tip of the arrow and let out a fierce cry.

And at this moment, Jiang Wang pulled out his sword.

The brilliance of this sword that has traveled thousands of miles is indescribable.

He combined all Jiang Wang's comprehension and devotion to swordsmanship so far, and this sword was truly conceived from the depths of his soul.

Words are hard to describe, and pictures are hard to describe.

If you have seen the sun and the moon in the sky,
If you have seen the sky full of stars.

Then you have seen this sword.

This is a sword that runs through the sun, moon and stars!
It met Wang Yiwu's selfless killing fist.

Sound, as if there was no sound.

Light and shadow, as if all stopped.

The tip of Jiang Wang's sword solidified on the face of Wang Yiwu's fist.

suddenly.

A drop of blood dripped from Wang Yiwu's seemingly indestructible fist.

This drop of blood seemed to break the coagulation.

Suddenly a strong wind picked up, and the sea of ​​clouds surging outside the stone platform!

Wang Yiwu took two steps back, his right arm drooping.

This is the first time he has been seriously injured since the start of the war.

It was also the first time that it was truly repelled.

In Jiang Wang's hand, the entire long sword shattered.

Not even the debris exists, it shatters into metal dust and scatters like dust.

Pity.Jiang Wang thought to himself.

If there is a good sword, this sword may really destroy Wang Yiwu's hand.

He suddenly fell backwards, hitting Chong Xuansheng who was standing up.

"It's not over yet!"

Xu Xiangqian, who had been brewing for a long time, waited for the opportunity, bit the tip of his left finger, and shouted, "Death!"

After being blocked one after another, even Wang Yiwu had to put away his underestimation at this time.

He turned his head suddenly, raised his left arm high, and raised his fist like a hammer, ready to attack.

At this moment, a blood line appeared and quickly swam under his feet.

Immediately after Huaguang was released, Wang Yiwu only felt that his anger, fighting intent, and killing intent were all provoked, and they were actually drawn out, entangled with Xu Xianggan's blood.

A layer of blood-colored light cocoon disappeared in a flash, and there were hidden words floating on it, covering Wang Yiwu in it.

Use blood as silk, make a cocoon to bind yourself!
"Go!" Xu Xianggan shouted and took the lead in rushing towards the Tongtian Tower.

He made a gesture just to lure Wang Yiwu into being fooled.

What he wanted was not to kill the enemy, but to trap the enemy.

As long as they escape the secret realm of Tianfu, they will be victorious.

At this moment, Zhang Yong, who had been lying on the ground for a long time, turned over and jumped up!
It turned out that he did not lose the power of action, and there is a high probability that he was waiting for the opportunity to attack.At this time, his eyes were still closed, but it didn't affect him in the slightest.Following Xu Xianggan, he fled to the Tongtian Tower.

Chong Xuansheng even picked up Jiang Wang, ran faster than Zhang Yongdu, and got into the Tongtian Tower in a blink of an eye.

Li Longchuan was defeated by the Arrow of Intent, but he was stunned for a while, and everyone else had already escaped.He was also not stubborn, and followed the crowd and got into the tower.

In that blood-colored light cocoon.

Wang Yiwu was furious and punched, but his state was no longer at his peak.And that looming mask can't hurt people, but it's surprisingly strong.

Because this is a cocoon of his own anger, fighting, and killing intent, which is equivalent to restraining himself.

boom!boom!boom!boom!
With four punches in a row, the temporarily formed cage was broken.

But at this time, outside the Tongtian Tower, he was the only one left, Wang Yiwu.

Especially Chongxuansheng's escape, undoubtedly declared the failure of his trip.

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