Doomsday Rise

"Have you heard? Wu Xianzhe has joined the Ping An Army." The voice of a Sanren master was full of surprise and disbelief. No matter how unbearable Wu Xianzhe was, he was still the overlord of the party. With his strength, no one dared to underestimate him no matter where he was. But he took the initiative to join the Ping An Army, which surprised many people.

"When I just heard about it, I was just as shocked as you, but when I think about it carefully, I think it's natural." The archer carefully wiped his bow. The bow is what he eats and must be taken good care of. In the future, it will be chaff or chaff. Eating meat depends on it.

"Why?" The master looked confused.

"This world pays attention to bloodline and family background. No matter how powerful Wu Xianqi is, he will not be recognized by the upper class. His background is too low. He is the most powerful person among the lower classes, but in the eyes of the upper class, he is not recognized by the upper class. He is just a common man, and even those wealthy young men with no abilities dare to laugh at him. In "Nantian City", Wu Xianqi was only superficially beautiful, and he still did unworthy things, but now it is different, everyone They are all of the same level. There is no one who looks down on the other. In the Ping An Army, strength is respected. No matter what status or family background, it doesn't matter. You can tell by looking at the expressions of those young masters. They are as ugly as eating shit. This It’s a place where a little guy makes a counterattack,” the archer said.

"When you say it this way, it seems that this is true. The hierarchy system in "Nantian City" is too strong. "Nantian City" is actually owned by many masters, but they are all buried. The heroes have no place to play, and the important positions are all occupied by the powerful. Hey, "Kunmu City" is really a good place. It's so lawless to dare to break the hierarchy. Fortunately, I signed my name." The master laughed, very proud. Originally, he was not very willing to join the Ping An Army. He was not familiar with the Ping An Army and had a bad impression of Liu Wei'an. He thought Liu Wei'an was too arrogant. However, he was worried that he would be kicked out by the Ping An Army if he did not sign. , thinking that for safety’s sake, it’s better to keep our heads down.

When he signed, he was very aggrieved, but now, he is happy because there are so many benefits to joining the Ping An Army. At least so far, he has not found anything bad about the Ping An Army. On the contrary, there are requirements for joining the Ping An Army. He saw with his own eyes that several young men who no one dared to mess with in "Nantian City" were rejected by the Ping An Army. The faces of these young men were as wonderful as rainbows. If it weren't for his scruples, he would You'll laugh out loud on the spot.

As he learned more about "Kunmu City", Nangong Duanya's mood became heavier and heavier. Although his face was still calm and calm, his subordinates who had followed him for many years clearly felt that his master's steps were much heavier.

He is also the city lord. When he sits, he is cautious and walks on thin ice. He often has to look at the faces of the family members. Otherwise, his policies may not be implemented. Liu Wei'an is completely different. He can make drastic reforms and do everything he wants. For what he did, the family members were killed and driven away, and there were only a few left, and the remaining few also surrendered. In other words, the biggest resistance was solved by Liu Wei'an.

Liu Wei'an is establishing his own rules in a broken world. In "Nantian City", the ancient rules are deeply rooted. He wears shackles on Nangong Cliff and dances on the tip of a knife. Every step must be done carefully. If you don't pay attention, you will be killed. It ended with no bones left.

He envied Liu Wei'an very much, but he was also unwilling to accept it. After so many years of hard work, he couldn't compare with a young boy? Does this mean that his decades of life have been in vain?

Nangong Duanya was alone with his random thoughts and was in a irritable mood, so much so that he was not in the mood to treat his internal injuries. After much hesitation, he went to visit Jian Evil.

"City Lord!" Jian Evil looked very poor. The escape team could persist all the way to "Kunmu City" mainly because of Jian Evil. He hardly rested along the way. Although his cultivation was profound, he couldn't carry it. He had consumed a lot of his energy. After all, he was old and his recovery power was not as good as that of a young man. Especially in the end, Liu Wei'an received a 'Great Judgment Punch', which almost knocked him away with his last breath.

Jian Er's mentality was very good. Although he was seriously injured, there was no worry on his face. He was holding a small knife and was whittling wood. He was whittling very carefully. He raised his head when he heard the footsteps, took a look, and continued to whittling the wood. He was very cautious, and every cut was made after careful calculation.

Nangong Duanya originally had a lot to say to Jian Evil, but when he saw Jian Evil making a sword, his mood suddenly became more relaxed.

Jian Evil's sword was very slow, but every sword strike was at its peak, flawless. The sword technique became a work of art in his hands, like the most beautiful scenery in the world. Jian Evil struck east and west, and after a while, a wooden sword was already there. After the production was completed, Jian Evil put the made sword aside. There were already three made wooden swords beside him, and with this one, there were four.

"What a sword!" The voice of praise rang from my ears, UU read www.uukanshu. comNangong Cliff looked suddenly, it was Liu Wei'an, when did he come? When he arrived, he didn't notice anything.

"City Lord Liu!" Jian E nodded to Liu Wei'an. Liu Wei'an injured him, but there seemed to be no trace of hatred on his face, instead there was a faint smile on his face.

"Can I see this sword?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Do it yourself!" Jian Evil said.

Liu Wei'an was not polite and walked to Jian Er's side. Four swords were lined up.

These should be the four stages of Jian Er's sword training, the four understandings of swordsmanship. Nangong Duanya's idea had just arisen when he heard Jian Er's introduction.

"When I first started practicing swordsmanship, everything was about perfection. The moves had to be the best without any flaws. They had to be the most powerful. They had to be fatal in one hit. Everything was pursued to the extreme. Later, when I was defeated by a beggar, I realized that it was too perfect. There are problems in itself, there are shortcomings in the road, and it cannot be perfect. Later, I learned from the flowing water in the mountains and the tidal waves in the sea, and gradually realized a truth. One peck and one drink, free definition, the sword, the part between heaven and earth, and Why bother to peel it off? Isn't this just sacrificing the basics and chasing the weak?" Jian E opened his palms, and the knife in his hands turned into a sword at some point, an indestructible sword.

The men who followed Nangong Duanya were shocked. Can Jian Evil do magic? ? He was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes, shook his head suddenly, and opened his eyes again. The sword was still in the palm of his hand, as if the long sword just now was an illusion. He was filled with inexplicable fear. He didn't dare to look anymore, but he couldn't help but continue to stare. As he looked, the knife in his palm turned into a long sword again, like a sleeping beast, ready to wake up at any time.

"What a sword!" Nangong Duanya praised with admiration on his face. He had practiced swordsmanship for nearly a hundred years and practiced swordsmanship when he was young. However, his understanding of swordsmanship was far from that of Sword Evil.

There is a sword in the heart, what is not a sword?