Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Wang Shuo was already a god-like figure in the hearts of all people. He was thrown out of the wall by this young man, and the sword wind that had originally been rolled to Luo Zheng was also broken.

Everyone saw this scene is also a tremor, and their hearts are quite strange.

Listening to the tone of this youth, it seems to know Luo Zheng? Want to save Luo Zheng?

Who knows that the young man has done this, but he looked at Luo Zheng with a cold look and flew away from the sword wall.

Wang Hao struggled for a while in the mountain wall and then drilled out of it.

The wrinkled face was full of fierce breath, and he slammed Luo Zheng and immediately went away.

It can be seen that Wang Hao can't wait to engulf Luo Zheng, but the young man has already warned him. Wang Hao also knows that the consequences of the current action against Luo Zheng can only be temporarily suspended.

Anyone can see that Wang Hao will never give up.

The few white robe youths did not leave with Wang Hao. The last white robe youth floated toward Luo Zheng and stared at Luo Zheng’s face with a strange smile. "Are you finished? Do you know this now? When you leave, you will be chased by the king of the flag. If you cross the sword wall, you are also dead, oh..."

This white robe youth is the one who just made fun of Wang Ze.

Luo Zheng looked coldly at the white robe youth and said: "Since all are dead, what do you mean by me saying such nonsense?"

"Because you entered the sword wall, you may have to trouble me personally. I am not the kind of waste of Wang Ze. You are better off than falling in my hand. It is better to understand it yourself," the white robe youth laughed.

Luo Zheng’s mouth is slightly tilted. These people are really more than a madman. He sneers a sneer: “My life has always been here. If I have the ability to take it away, it’s just that I see you and Wang Ze’s waste. But it’s just plain, it’s still not qualified!”

The eyes of this white robe youth flashed a glimmer of cold, but I thought that just after Wang Hao’s end, I finally restrained it. “A madman like you, you can’t live in the sword wall for three days. I hope that you can come in as soon as possible. Remember my name, my name is Zhao Wei!"

After he finished his clothes, he was going to leave with other white robe youths. The white robe youths looked at Luo Zheng with an indifferent gaze. In their hearts, Luo Zheng was no different from the dead, but died early. Only.

"Wait!" Luo Zheng suddenly screamed.

Zhao Wei turned his head and looked at Luo Zheng with a strange look. "What other words do you have to explain? If you ask for mercy, you will be excused. Wang Qizhu will not let you go. We naturally cannot let you go."

"What is your name?" Luo Zheng asked.

"Zhao Wei," Zhao said.

"What?" Luo Zheng asked again.

"My name is Zhao..." Zhao Wei answered the general, finally realized that Luo Zheng seems to be playing himself.

Luo Zheng’s face showed a slight apology. “Sorry, I don’t remember badly. I generally can’t remember the name of the waste.”

The people under the sword wall suddenly made a sneer.

Yue Baicheng and Qiu Yi and other school disciples are also afraid to laugh out loud, Lai Huabei whispered, "I can't see, Luo Zheng brother will actually tease people like this..."

"You, look for death!" Zhao Yan's face was dyed with a touch of red.

Other white robe youths also revealed the killing of the forest. Every time they came to maintain the order of the sword wall, they were all beautiful. This time, not only Wang Ze was killed by this person, but also because he was so humiliated. Go on?

Seeing that Zhao’s momentum is soaring, he is going to start here. The white robe youth next to him pulled him and said: “Zhao Wei, just Lu’s shot, we are not here to kill him.”

Previously, the status of Lu Daren, who was shot by Wang Hao, was detached. It is definitely not the existence of these white robe youths.

"Don't be impulsive, waiting for him to enter the sword wall, we have a hundred ways to kill him," another white robe youth looked at Luo Zheng, and then sneered.

Upon hearing this, Luo Zheng smiled and glanced at the white robe youth and asked: "I don't know what your name is?"

The white robe youth was about to answer, thinking of the previous tricks of Luo Zheng, his face was slightly sinking and snorted, and these white robe youths flew away.

After these people left, Luo Zhengcai descended from midair.

Wang Shaoqi watched his brother being killed, and Wang Hao retired. Now he is also a vain look. He is trying to sneak away with his own person. Luo Zheng suddenly said: "You, wait a minute."

Wang Shaoqi’s shoulder was shocked and he turned his head and asked vaguely: “What, what...”

The people he brought were also treacherous. Luo Zheng, this monster, even Wang Zena and other characters were free to kill. Where are these people qualified to challenge Luo?

Luo Zheng stared at Wang Shaoqi and asked: "What is the fit of your sword's eternal true meaning?"

Wang Shaoqi thought that Luo Zheng would not let himself go. He did not expect Luo Zheng to ask this question. He replied without thinking: "Two, two..."

"Only two percent?" Luo Zheng's eyebrows slightly raised.

This fit is very low, although the towering sword can not measure the fit, but according to the true meaning of the first chanting, it can be roughly calculated.

Like Luo Zhengyi's enlightenment, the fit is 10%. Like Qiu Yi and Yue Baicheng, they can recite more than 4,000 words at a time. Their fit is about 40%, which may be even higher.

The talent of this Wang family is low enough, only 20%.

Even if Wang Shaoqi is placed in the Daojian Palace, it can only be regarded as a mediocre talent.

The other school disciples heard this, and their hearts were slightly leaping. They immediately understood the meaning of Luo Zheng.

The talent of Luo Zheng’s talent passed through this sword wall, which is simply a matter of nailing on the board. The disciples of the school have no doubts, but what about others? Qiu Yi and Yue Baicheng may be able to pass, but other dozens of school disciples may be difficult.

But the Wang Shaoqi fit is only 20%. He also wants to cross the sword wall, or the difficulty of the sword wall is very low, or it shows that there are other ways to make up the fit...

"Only 20% of the words, it should be very difficult to cross the sword wall. I think you seem to be very sure?" Luo Zheng asked again.

Wang Shaoqi nodded. "It took me many years to cultivate the eternal true meaning of the sword. With my fit, it is really difficult to cross the sword wall. But to get the recognition of the sword wall, it is not only a method of fit."

The sword wall stood here for so long. As a barrier to screening, there will be many unwilling people to study, and the one-day palace is also blind to one eye, so there are many evil ways.

"What else?" Luo Zheng stared at Wang Shaoqi.

Look at Wang Shaoqi's eyes flashing and blinking, swallowing and vomiting, Luo Zheng lightly sighed: "said!"