I have a role in the heavens

Meng Qi looked at Jiang Hengchuan with a bit of doubt on his face and his eyes were full of inquiry.

"You created a maze to lure Mr. Wang into the game. In addition to completing the self-assessment, you also wanted to create convenience for the examiner's final actions, right? Now that the assessment has failed, why hasn't the examiner taken action yet?"

"I don't understand why Lord Ziwei doesn't take action. Failing the assessment is better than losing troops and generals?"

Jiang Hengchuan had some doubts on his face and looked at everyone in confusion. He didn't know why the examiners from the Shinhwa organization didn't take action.

As soon as Jiang Hengchuan finished speaking, the sky was suddenly torn open by smoke and clouds, and a deep gap appeared in the sky. It tore through the periphery of Beppu and connected the endless darkness.

In the darkness, a figure wearing purple imperial robes stood in the void. Every acupuncture point on his body shone brightly, condensing a god. The gods are woven like starlight, bright and clear. There are 365 gods in total, forming the number of stars in the sky. They are swaying and forming a starry sky by themselves, causing the whole Beppu to sway.

"Ziwei Star Lord!"

Jiang Hengchuan's face showed a look of joy and he murmured in a low voice.

The purple-robed emperor punched out, and the three hundred and sixty-five gods shook their fists in unison. The starry sky shook with a dazzling explosion, almost threatening to overturn the heaven and earth.

Opposite Master Ziwei was a Taoist with white hair and a childish face, holding a sparkling long knife in his hand. With the light of the sword, all the colors in Meng Qi's eyes faded away. Red, green, purple, and yellow all disappeared. Only black and white remained between the sky and the earth. Everything was still, as if solidified. Even Meng Qi's thoughts were slow. Like a snail!

I don't know how long it took for everyone's senses to recover. The smoke and clouds were still the same as before. I don't know where the two people just hit were.

Jiang Zhiwei had a thoughtful look on her face. She had practiced Sword Twenty-Three before and had some contact with the way of time.

"Time is like water, and time is like a sword. The Xuantian Sect's Time Sword is indeed the secret skill of the Emperor of Heaven, it is amazing!"

The Taoist just now was Taoist Shouzhuo, the master of Xuantian Sect. Jiang Zhiwei had met him several times in Shaolin Temple and knew that Xuantian hated the Shinhwa Organization and the Immortal Trace Organization because of Qingjing's death. She took advantage of this and found The little Taoist Priest Qingjing of Wufang Di Dao informed Taoist Shouzhuo about the clues about the emergence of the Shinhwa Organization.

This fiery Taoist priest lived up to Jiang Zhiwei's expectations. He made great efforts to investigate and entangled the examiner of this assessment, Lord Ziwei, and vowed to kill him with a knife.

At this moment, the Jinshui rose, the tide was about to break out, and the strange door of the inner mansion suddenly lit up with a misty green light.

The Dongyang Seal fragments on Jiang Hengchuan, Ruan Yaoguang, and Wang Siyuan suddenly lost control and turned into streams of light, throwing them at the door!

The three Dongyang seal fragments were thrown into the misty green light at the same time in no particular order. The door immediately solidified, no longer like clouds and mist, but like amber or sapphire, revealing a strange beauty.

While everyone was stunned, the door to the inner palace gradually opened, heavy and slow, as if it was dragging the accumulation of years, penetrating through the thick vicissitudes of life. At this moment, no one, including Jiang Hengchuan, Wang Buchi and Ruan Yaoguang, took action. They all stared at the door. Will the cause of the Maoling incident be worth the value of this big war?

In the darkness, the first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a twisted crack. It was like a stiff and immortal centipede, working hard to expand the wound in the void. Through the cracks, Jiang Zhiwei's eyes were glowing, and she saw the diffuse black air, in which the outlines of mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars were vaguely visible.

At the same time, an evil aura so strong that it was unimaginable rippled out. Even Ruan Yaoguang, a first-rate master, couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Jiuyou..."

Wang Siyuan's low self-talk carried far in the quiet environment.

At this moment, a huge hand emerged from the black air and grasped the crack! This palm was pure black, without any light, as if it could even be swallowed by the gaze. As soon as it appeared, it caused a vibration in the void. The ripples spread out in waves, dissipating the black air and expanding the cracks.

The surrounding black air was completely empty. Jiang Zhiwei and others saw a long river across the void. It was turbid and blood-yellow, flowing quietly, with no trace of where it came from or where it was going.

A black sun quickly approached the crack, causing the void to collapse, as if the end was coming. From the moment the dark palm appeared, everyone was unable to move. Their bodies and souls were all shaken by the extremely terrifying pressure. The void turned into a cage and gradually tightened.

What a terrible evil! The dark sun was getting closer and closer, and Jiang Zhiwei felt that her body was getting heavier and heavier, and her bones, muscles, and internal organs were being pressed to the point of creaking, as if she would turn into a puddle of flesh at any time.

Dongyang Beppu and even the entire Maoling City were completely plunged into darkness. It was not that there was no light source, but that all the light was thrown into the gaps and rushed towards the black sun. Wow, the rising Jinshui suddenly surged and turned into a wave of more than ten feet high. The mountains and rivers around Maoling were all covered with a layer of colorful light by the scorching sun, which was as beautiful as a dream.

Next to the locust tree, the old man who carved the wooden statue had put down his carving knife and wooden block, and looked intently in the direction of Jinshui. He seemed to see this wonder of the world through the layers of barriers. He sighed, and Mr. Lu lowered his head and looked towards The long sword with a black sheath beside him was stretched out with his palm, ready to draw the sword.

Suddenly, a clear voice resounded throughout the world, cursing with a bit of anger.

"Who is so wicked as to disturb me from sunbathing!"

When Mr. Lu Da heard this complaint, a smile appeared on his face. He gave up drawing the sword, picked up the carving knife and the wood block again, and started carving with concentration. The wood chips were flying, and his eyes were gentle and focused, as if they were in his hands. Wood carving is all he has.

"Nine Nether Demons dare to make noise in the world of the sun, so get back here!"

A violent curse, the sword light was brilliant, the sword energy was like a waterfall, majestic, hanging above the nine heavens, roaring down, smashing into the cracks of the Nine Netherworld, the whole world was filled with the bright sword light, everything People's thinking has become sluggish. There is a vast expanse of white in front of them. They can only vaguely see the sword light rushing into the crack of Jiuyou. It is extremely sharp. The black sun is cut off by the sword, and the dark palm is also up to the wrist. break.

A roar that shook the sky was filled with pain and rage, but there was nothing that could be done. The Jiuyou Crack could not withstand such a bright and sharp sword light, and the entire surrounding void was cut away and disappeared without a trace.

"With this peerless sword light, the powerful Dharmakaya from the Heavenly Ranking took action!"

“I just don’t know which land god struck out with this sword!”

Wang Buchi looked solemn and looked back in the direction of Maoling, with awe on his face and envy in his eyes. He had no hope of reaching the Dharma Body realm in this life, and he felt longing for the land gods on the Tianbang.

Jiang Hengchuan seemed to be surprised that a master from the Tianbang would be in Maoling. He quietly crushed a talisman in his hand and enveloped it in a shallow light. A smile appeared on his face. He smiled at Meng Qi and Wang Siyuan, and seemed to disappear. In place.

Wang Siyuan looked completely crazy, and things were beyond his control like a wild horse, which lit up a blazing fire in his heart. After counting all the lives of the people, if he cannot realize the Dharma Body, he will not live to be fifty years old at most, so what he hopes to see most is an accident beyond his control. This means that he may also find a glimmer of hope and break the curse of the Wang family.

Meng Qi's expression changed slightly. Jiang Hengchuan was actually a reincarnation person. The one he just used was the reincarnation talisman. Wang Siyuan didn't understand the mystery of the reincarnation talisman, but he understood it very well, and he was secretly jealous.

"Do you think you can escape just by using the reincarnation talisman? I will not leave here. I will wait and see. I will kill you today. Otherwise, when you join the Shinhwa organization in the future, how can I survive?!"

Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu, two beautiful sisters, looked at each other with a hint of understanding in the depths of their eyes. They obviously recognized the reincarnation talisman, and there was a faint smile on the corners of their mouths. Things were getting more and more interesting. Met another reincarnator.

The cracks in the Nine Nethers disappeared, and the complete scene of the inner palace appeared before everyone's eyes. There was only a stone bed and several stone tables, which were simple and simple. The stone bed was empty, with four things placed on the stone table: a blue book, a purple ruler, a golden flame burning with the surrounding black air, and a simple and unpretentious ring. The color of the book is light green, flowing with light, unlike ordinary things.

"Donghua Green Book, Sun Fire Essence, Precious Weapon and Jade Ruler, Mustard Seed Ring!"

The low voices of Ruan Yaoguang and Wang Buchi rang in everyone's ears. They looked at the treasures in the inner palace, thought for a moment, and discussed.

"There are experts from the outside world who are on the Heavenly Ranking, we can't make fun of them!"

Neither Wang Buchi nor Ruan Yaoguang wanted to be enemies with each other. They were both from aristocratic families, so they knew each other. There was no need to show their faces for this little treasure.

"It makes sense. Moreover, there was such a big movement just now. The barrier of Beppu was broken through again. It won't be long before others arrive."

If two parties compete, it may only benefit others. Wang Siyuan's cheeks were still flushed and his eyes were frighteningly bright as he said.

"How about four items, two on each side of us?"

Meng Qi and others looked at each other. This distribution method was reasonable, but there was still one problem.

"Then which one of us will choose first?"

"How about this, leaving aside the two elders, we will compete twice, and you will take turns to choose the candidates. As long as you can force me to defend one move within ten moves, I will lose. If you lose one game, you will choose one first. "

Wang Siyuan was weak and coughed twice. He held a long sword in his hand and looked at Meng Qi and others with confidence. As the second person on the list, he counted all the people. His Kanxu sword technique was superb and he was absolutely sure to get it. victory.

When Jiang Zhiwei heard the words, her expression was calm, and her clear and bright starry eyes were full of fighting spirit. One of her goals for this trip was to defeat Wang Siyuan and prove herself to Lu Chunyang. The sword intent on her body was as strong as a sword hidden in the sword box. The sword was unsheathed, its edge exposed, sharp and sharp.

"You don't need to give in. I will fight with you to determine the outcome. Whoever wins will be chosen first!"

Jiang Zhiwei stepped forward, all her energy and spirit restrained, just like the sword in her hand, the edge of which was hidden by the scabbard. However, everyone present had a feeling that when she drew the sword, it would be unspeakable horror. A sword.

It is as quiet as the earth in the Nine Netherworlds, and moves like the thunder in the nine heavens!

Wang's Kanxu Sword Technique is the pinnacle sword technique of the swordsmanship. The sword technique is similar to Dugu Nine Swords and Yi Sword Technique, but it is much more powerful than these two sets of sword techniques. Moreover, Wang Siyuan is successful in practicing Suan Jing. , mainly based on it, supplemented by Kanxu Sword Technique, the sword technique is even more terrifying, which is the enhanced version of Dugu Nine Swordsmanship and Yi Sword Technique.

Facing Wang Siyuan, a man who counted all the people in his life, Jiang Zhiwei had no intention of retreating, being conservative, or hesitating. For a swordsman like Jiang Zhiwei who is accustomed to making progress without retreating, the best choice and response is to complete all his efforts with one sword. Don't give Wang Siyuan a chance to use sword skills. If it works, it will work. If it doesn't work, it won't work. Put aside calculations and the consequences Hands, throw away the trap, fight for the moment!

Jiang Zhiwei's right hand is fair and slender, but the five fingers are firm and strong. She grasps the hilt of the sword in an extremely slow but consistent way that fits the current atmosphere, and an explosion is brewing in the depression and condensation. Every time her hand came closer, everyone had the illusion that her restrained sword intent had become much stronger. When Jiang Zhiwei grasped the hilt of the sword with five fingers, he was swaying in his heart, as if he felt the sword's soaring intent, while Ruan Yaoguang, Wang Buchi and others subconsciously held their breath.

Wang Siyuan drew his sword. Under the impact and pressure of this sword intention, he had to draw his sword in advance, before Jiang Zhiwei, otherwise he might not have the chance to draw the sword later!

Wang Siyuan's action of drawing the sword is ordinary, but it coincides with the principles of heaven and earth. It is consistent with the trajectory of the rolling river next to it. It is natural and harmonious, and every part is in harmony, as if he is this world, and this world is him, impeccable!

Meng Qi and Ruan Yushu watched the battle, thinking in their hearts that if they could not detect Wang Siyuan's flaw, they could only use force to break it.

"Zheng!"

Wang Siyuan drew out his long sword slowly, like gurgling water. The nearby river suddenly became violent, as if it was carried by the force of the sword. His sword was dull and dull, just like the most ordinary iron sword, but Meng Qi knew that it was a world-famous treasure, the Sansi Sword, belonging to the young master of the Wang family.

Those who practice sutra calculation should think twice before doing it. If you always run out of calculations, God will be jealous!

Wang Siyuan thought twice and just as he drew out his sword, Jiang Zhiwei drew out his sword. She grasped the hilt of the sword very slowly, but the speed of drawing the sword was extremely fast, as if the previous slowness, the previous momentum, and the previous time were all melted into an instant. The sword intent soared into the sky, and green leaves fell from several big trees on the bank. The petioles were cut flat, like autumn wind turning into knives. Jiang Zhiwei united heaven and man, returned to his original nature, merged his own sword intention with the mysterious and mysterious principles of heaven and earth, and united man and sword mind and spirit.

The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the light was taken away. Only then did Wang Siyuan see Jiang Zhiwei draw his sword, and a sharp sword light that could not be described in words rose up in his eyes, and it struck in front of him. It was incredibly fast, as if the action of drawing the sword was the same as the sword light. The sword light in front of him also existed in his pupils.

This sword light is as graceful as a startling giant, as powerful as a swimming dragon, dazzling and dazzling. It seems to have a magical nature, which can attract all the minds and all the eyes. Once the state of mind is not enough, the selflessness of looking at it, the soul is suppressed, it is difficult to extricate itself, and there is no way to stop it! Jiang Zhiwei was no longer visible in everyone's eyes, because they were all attracted by the sword light, as if there was nothing else between heaven and earth, just this sword.

The sword light is condensed, the sword energy is vigorous, vast and silent. The rushing river suddenly opened up, and the deep gap quickly spread towards Wang Siyuan, as if someone had cut it open. The smoke and clouds dissipated in mid-air, revealing a bright and sunny sky, and the drizzle stopped abruptly! There are no extra traces of sword energy on the ground, there is only a gap, cracking the turf, cracking the black soil,

The water waves roared and the tide rolled, but the clear sky was dim, because within the radius, only the sword light was dazzling! The sword energy surged for more than ten feet, and the situation changed color!

The terrifying sword intention and the terrifying sword light made Meng Qi and Ruan Yushu, who were watching, feel unstoppable in their hearts. They secretly thought that if they were to fight Jiang Zhiwei, they would have to attack and not allow her to accumulate momentum. Such a peak state!

"Returning to nature, uniting nature and man, Su Wuming's disciple has actually reached such a state, which is slightly better than Siyuan!"

Wang Buchi was facing Jiang Zhiwei with his sword. Apart from Wang Siyuan, he had the deepest feeling for this sword. If he was in a different place, he might not be able to take it lightly and he would have to be careful in his actions.

Just as the sword was about to hit Wang Siyuan, an iron-colored long sword suddenly stabbed out. It seems to be incompatible with heaven and earth, and it violates the legal principles in every part, making people feel irritated and confused, and they don't know how to describe it.

This sword, as big as clumsy and heavy as light, stabbed into the void on the side of Jiang Zhiwei's sword light. Suddenly, the light lit up, and the long sword that was integrated with the heaven and earth seemed to have a rift with nature. It was no longer so perfect and harmonious. It seemed that it was brought out of common sense by this sword, and was stripped away from the heaven and earth. All the absorbed brilliance was spit out, and the surroundings were surrounded. It was no longer gloomy and the normal scene returned.

The long sword in Jiang Zhiwei's hand was shaking, and she fell out of the state of selflessness and swordlessness. However, the sword's light was still firm, and the sword's energy was condensed and sharp, with the aura of cutting off everything. She moved forward indomitably, breaking through the obstruction of the Sansi Sword, and continued to move towards Wang Siyuan beheaded.

Wang Siyuan stepped on his feet, running on the spot, with exquisite steps, secretly stepping on the Eight Diagrams, and it was difficult to grasp, and he transformed into figures, trying to dodge the sword light. The sword light was pointed from the heart, and Wang Siyuan could not get rid of the lock. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, cutting through the shadows, pursuing Wang Siyuan, getting closer and closer.

"when!"

At some point, Sansi Sword appeared in front of Baihong Sun Sword again, trying to block Jiang Zhiwei's full-strength sword swing.

The sword light swung away the Sansi Sword, and slowly stopped in front of Wang Siyuan's throat. Jiang Zhiwei retracted the sword and stepped back, full of energy, bright eyes, and a smile.

Wang Siyuan coughed violently, and the blood stained the white silk in his left hand red again. He calmed down for a while before speaking.

"Miss Jiang is indeed a disciple of Senior Su Wuming. Swordsman Wushu is so tyrannical. Wang Mou is so convinced that he has lost!"

"Please choose first!"

Jiang Zhiwei nodded, looked at Meng Qi and Ruan Yushu, discussed it, and made a decision.

"Let's choose "Donghua Qingshu" first!"

Among the four items, except for the hard-to-identify mustard seed ring, only the Donghua Qingshu is suitable for sharing. Even if the Ruan family does not lack skills, the stones from other mountains can attack jade, and it can also leave more information for attracting guests in the future. As for the Ruan family, Jiang Zhiwei and Meng Qi, even if they don't practice distractedly, they can still exchange it for good deeds. What's more, there is a formula for Dongji Longevity Pill in it, which is incredible and more precious than this outdoor technique.

Wang Siyuan's face remained unchanged, still pale, he coughed twice from time to time and said in a low voice.

"Let's get the Sunfire Essence."

"What to pick?"

Meng Qi looked at Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu with a look of inquiry.

"all good!"

There is no swordsmanship, no sword, and nothing similar, Jiang Zhiwei said with a smile without caring.

Ruan Yushu's cold face showed a look of indifference. As the Ruan family's direct daughter, she had never seen any treasures.

"random!"