Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 175 I have a sword, travel thousands of miles

  Heavy water shield, heavy stone wall...

  Heavy Xuan defeated the fat hand with continuous bullets, and a series of defensive tactics with superimposed heavy abilities blocked the way.

   "I am not qualified, Chong Xuan Zun is not the head of the Patriarch yet, he said it does not count. You said it, not to mention it!"

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

  His Taoism is complicated but cleverly laid out.

   "Someone robbed him of the position of Patriarch, and he himself is not as excited as you. Brother Yiwu, what's the matter with you? Shouldn't you..."

  Chong Xuansheng kept his mouth and his hands flying.

   "Yo! Angry? I was said to be on my mind?"

   "What are you afraid of others knowing?"

  Chong Xuan Sheng was extremely flexible, and stepped back and said: "Anyway, no one remembers what happened here."

  The fist reaches, and the water shield is broken.

  Fist falls, heavy stone wall breaks.

  All the defensive skills can not stop Wang Yiwu from moving forward.

   "You can't go out!"

  He is already out of anger.

  Dragons have inverse scales, and they die if they touch them.

  He clearly knew that this was Chong Xuan Sheng's method of deliberately angering him.

  But he didn't want to bear it anymore.

  In the outside world, in the army, on the battlefield, and in the capital, it's not that he has never seen such a method.

  With his strength, there is no need to bear it, but he still bears it.

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

  He endured it every time.

  But he doesn't want to bear it anymore now.

  In this heavenly secret realm, where the secular rules can’t be constrained, Wang Yiwu doesn’t want to bear it anymore!

  He is so strong, why should he bear it any longer?

   "Aren't you trying to anger me?"

   "I am as you wish!"

  The fist moves and the wind blows.

  Wang Yiwu fell like a high mountain, with nothing to stop him.

  This punch instantly shattered all the defensive Dao skills, and the punch hit Chong Xuan Sheng's face.

  The clear bone crack sound seemed so violent.

  His mammoth body was blown into the air, almost out of the stone platform, and was dragged back by Jiang Wang.

   "You angered me!" Wang Yiwu could have blasted Chongxuan Sheng with a punch, but he didn't do that.

   Instead, the fat man blasted off first, and then strode to catch up again: "But can't you catch my anger?!"

   Jiang Wang put down Chong Xuan Sheng and turned to face Wang Yiwu.

  This is Wang Yiwu who is one opponent to five, almost blasting his opponent one by one.

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

   And Jiang Wang stood in front of Chong Xuan Sheng, facing this person.

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

  From Yunguo to Qiguo, the mountains and rivers are endless.

  This way, you can eat and sleep in the air, chasing the stars and chasing the moon.

  He never slackened for a moment.

  Because as long as he stops, the tragic image of Fenglin City will repeat in his mind over and over again.

  That's where he gave birth and raised him, and he cried and laughed.

  All people are dead, and those who are alive must carry something on their backs.

  He can't leave this responsibility to Jiang An'an, he can only carry it on his own as his elder brother.

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

  He doesn't even know how strong this sword will be when it is unsheathed.

  I have a sword and travel thousands of miles.

  From the distant city of Fenglin in Zhuangguo, we trek all the way to Qijing.

  The wind, frost, rain and dew from this road are all in it.

  Are you ready to...see the sword?

   Before this sword was released, Wang Yiwu's eyes had already become solemn.

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

  The gale howls.

  Wang Yiwu is still advancing under his feet, Jiang Wang still stands still and presses the sword.

  White-haired boy and eagle-eyed soldier.

  Unreleased swords, and sent punches.

  At this time, it is five enemies one.

  Those who still have enough combat power, of course, won’t just sit back and watch them decide the outcome first.

  Li Longchuan failed with two arrows, he vomited blood and retreated, but his feet were still stable and his hands were still stable.

  He pulled down his forehead and directly covered his eyes.

  The eye does not arrive, but the heart arrives first.

  The arrow has not arrived, but the intention has arrived.

  The heart is in the present, and the intention is to arrow first.

  This is the arrow of meaning.

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

   This arrow roars and spins, like a storm with a dark core.

  I didn't feel violent when it was sent, and it was broken and collapsed when it fell!

  Clang~! !

  Wang Yiwu hit the arrow tip with a fist, letting out an agitated cry.

  And at this moment, Jiang looked out of his sword.

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

  He combined all Jiang Wang’s insights and piety to kendo so far, and he was truly this sword conceived from the depths of his soul.

  The words are difficult to describe, and the pictures are difficult to describe in case.

  If you have seen the sun and the moon,

  If you have seen a sky full of stars.

  Then you have seen this sword.

  This is a sword that runs through the sun, the moon, and the stars!

  It greeted Wang Yiwu's selfless killing punch.

  Sound, as if there is no sound.

  Light and shadow, as if all are still.

   Jiang Wang’s sword point was frozen on the face of Wang Yiwu’s fist.

  Suddenly.

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

  This drop of blood seemed to have broken the solidification.

   Suddenly a violent wind blows up, and the sea of ​​clouds is surging outside the stone platform!

  Wang Yiwu retreated two steps, and his right arm also dropped.

  This is the first time he has been injured in a real sense since the war began.

   is also the first time to be repelled in a true sense.

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

  Not even the fragments exist, they are broken into metal dust, and scattered like dust.

Pity. Jiang Wang thought.

  If there is a good sword, this sword may truly abolish Wang Yiwu's hand.

  He fell backwards suddenly, hitting Chong Xuan Sheng who was able to get up.

  "It's not over yet!"

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

   was blocked one after another, even Wang Yiwu had to put away his small heart at this time.

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

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

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

  A layer of **** light cocoon flashed away, and there were words swimming on it, covering Wang Yiwu in it.

  Take blood as silk, make a cocoon!

  "Go!" Xu Xianggan shouted, and took the lead to rush towards the Tongtian Tower.

  He acted a lot just to lure Wang Yiwu into fools.

  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 turns out that he did not lose the power to act, and the high probability is that he is waiting for the chance of a sneak attack. At this time, his eyes were still closed, but it didn't affect him to find a way. Immediately after Xu Xiangqian, fled to the Tongtian Pagoda.

  Chong Xuan Sheng even carried Jiang Wang, ran faster than Zhang Yong, and got into the Tongtian Pagoda.

  Li Longchuan was defeated because of the arrow of intention, but he was shocked for a while. In this stunned, everyone else had already escaped. He didn't try to be strong either, and after everyone else, he got into the Tongtian Pagoda.

  In that **** cocoon.

  Wang Yiwu fisted out, but his state was no longer at his peak. Although the looming light mask cannot hurt people, it is surprisingly strong.

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

boom! boom! boom! boom!

  Shoot four punches in succession, and the temporarily formed cage was broken.

  But outside the Tongtian Pagoda at this time, he was already alone, Wang Yiwu.

  Especially Chong Xuansheng’s escape, undoubtedly declared the failure of his trip.

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