For Ming Haoran, if he hadn't met Wang Qiong back then, perhaps he would have been just a playboy from a second-rate family, wandering around all day long, and could not inherit the family's legacy or be independent of the family.

In the end, he could only become the lowest-class existence in the clan, seek a job in many industries, find a woman from a noble family of the same origin, and spend her whole life.

But fate gave him the opportunity to choose.

Ming Haoran chose Wang Qiong without hesitation and still stood on his side in the face of life and death.

From that day on, his fate went on another road.

Today, Ming Haoran is no longer the playboy back then. Xiao Mingzun’s reputation is as fierce as a temple and even a direct disciple is sent to chase him. This is a kind of affirmation.

Even so, Ming Haoran never frowned or looked lost.

But now, when he saw Wang Qiong again, his whole body finally lost his previous calmness, with crystal clear eyes and a terrifying brilliance, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Compared to Ye Mo, he had a little more longing and gratitude to Wang Qiong.

"I...I...I didn't embarrass you..." Ming Haoran said in a stern voice.

At this time, the disciples of the temple looked at each other, and a look of horror appeared on their faces.

This is Xiao Mingzun... Killing Wuji, countless masters died in his hands, and they did not frown even when facing the pursuit of the temple. Who is the man in front of him? He actually made him lose his composure.

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes fell on Wang Qiong.

"You are already very good. You should understand it well. A thought of life and death is your opportunity!" Wang Qiong raised his hand and signaled. At the same time, a stream of energy flowed into Ming Haoran's body. The latter obediently retreated aside, recovered from his injuries, and comprehended what he had just obtained.

As for Wang Qiong, Ming Haoran was not worried at all.

He has almost devilish confidence in this idol.

Buzz...

At this moment, Wang Qiong stepped out and stood in front of Ming Haoran, with deep eyes swept across everyone's faces.

Although he did not move, a terrible pressure was like Tianyue collapsed? It was crushed from all directions.

At this moment, everyone changed their faces.

Even Jiu Jianxing couldn't help but look terrifying in his eyes.

The man in front of him has not taken action yet? But his momentum is so powerful that he fills the world, even if he feels powerless? It seems that competing with this person is an enemy of heaven.

This is something he has never seen since his debut.

Among his peers? Who can put such pressure on him? Looking at the northern border, it is only rare.

"Who are you?" Zuo Jianxing gritted his teeth and shouted.

He was afraid that he would be crushed by this momentum again, so he shouted loudly, making a thunderous drum, awakening everyone.

"Fortunately, the guilty senior brother is here, otherwise it would be too dangerous!"

"What is this person's background? He will almost crush us with his momentum alone. What kind of cultivation is this... what kind of cultivation is this?"

"It's scary... it was too dangerous just now, and I almost got into a devil? I fell into the dead... This method... Is there such a master in the North?"

All the disciples of the temple looked miserable, and their clothes were already wet with sweat. Yi Jian looked like he saw a ghost and stared at Wang Qiong.

As a disciple of the temple, I know almost everything about the younger generation of experts in the Northland, and there seems to be no such person.

"Oh? Good qualifications? No wonder Zongheng the Northland for so many years? The younger disciples really have some tricks." Wang Qiong whispered? Nodded.

Under the oppression of his momentum, he not only did not lose the power of resistance, but could also wake up. With this, he was better than ordinary forces.

However... this qualification is nothing in Wang Qiong's eyes.

His voice fell down like thunder in the sky, and like a wave of anger, word by word, as if beating a drum in everyone's heart.

"puff……"

A disciple finally couldn't bear it, blood gushed out, his heart veins shattered, and he went straight down. The fire was extinguished, his vitality was cut off, and he was scared to death.

This scene almost made everyone collapse.

"How...how could I...replenish the Yuan Realm...being yelled to death!?"

The remaining disciples looked at their companions' corpses as if they had seen ghosts. They were incredible and inexplicably frightened on their faces.

A dignified master of Buyuan Realm was actually scared to death by a peer. Even if he told me about such an incredible thing, no one would believe it.

But such a strange horror was revealed in front of them in a bloody way.

At this moment, the majestic pressure between heaven and earth became heavier.

Everyone seemed to fall into the abyss, with countless dry hands pulling them. It seemed that as long as you relax a little, you would fall into the Avici Hell and never be reborn.

Even the sword of sin is under terrible pressure.

"Who are you...the hell?" Zuo Jianxing gritted his teeth and shouted again.

"Who touched me, how dare you ask me what I have?"

A cold voice sounded in his ears, and Wang Qiong's figure disappeared from everyone's sight. When they reflected, Wang Qiong was already standing in front of Jiu Jianxing like a ghost, and his broad palm slowly landed on his shoulders.

"You have good strength and can destroy my people!" Wang Qiong whispered, and his five fingers gradually gathered together.

In an instant, a terrifying strange force spread along the shoulders of Shou Jianxing. At this moment, he felt as if a hill was pressing on his shoulders, and his blood and energy were being held in one place, as if it would explode at any time.

At this moment, Jiu Jianxing's whole body was as famous as the bones, as if the bowstring was shaking, transmitting a mysterious wave, especially his spine, which was like a sword embryo, emitting a fierce killing aura, which was actually resisting Wang Qiong's power.

"You really think I'm a soft persimmon!" Zui Jianxing roared and finally recovered from his fear. With a loud shout, he couldn't hide his fierce aura.

The bones in the body resonate like sword chanting, and their blood and energy were activated, as if the sword intent soared into the sky, and they were about to strangle Wang Qiong's palm.

"Sin Sword Bone... Senior Brother is invincible..."

Everyone woke up a lot under the shock of the sword bones, and their eyes burst out with hope, and some people couldn't help but exclaim that they were from their origins.

You should know that Sin Jian Xing is a supreme master who has practiced the foundation building method, and he has also practiced the magical supreme inheritance "Sin Jian Jian Bone Refining Method", which uses this to open the bones, and the blood and energy of the whole body are like swords, and the bones are like sword embryos, which are as domineering as a sword embryo.

The sword and punishment of the sin are even more famous in this name, and the art of killing shocked the northern border.

Therefore, competing with him with his body is simply seeking death.

"Sin sword bone, since it is called sin, you should be punished..." Wang Qiong whispered. Facing the terrifying blood-qi sword intent, his palm did not retreat, but pressed it down instead.

Rumble...

The muscles and bones are as famous as the sky thunder collapses, and the precious bones in the body are shining with mottled rays, like star patterns, and the terrible power is like a flood breaking the dam, rolling in, directly shattering the bones of the Jiu Jianxing's body.

How can the Sword of Sin is compared with the Yuan Ling Bone?

puff……

Jiu Jianxing gusts of blood gushed out, and he flew out like a dead dog. By the way, a few bone slags fell out of the cracks in the wound, which was extremely fresh.

"How...how is it possible? The Sword of Sin is defeated? That is the supreme foundation-building method..."

"How could the physical competition be so unbearable? What is he... what is he practicing?"

"Impossible... How could the Sword of Sin be defeated? This foundation-building law claims to be specialized in killing and as fierce as a sword. It is like a great sin to suppress people... How could it be defeated?"

Everyone was terrified and couldn't believe it.

You should know that for the temple disciples, not everyone can practice the "Sin Sword Bone Refining Method". Once they are successful, there will be no one in a thousand, and they can reach the northern territory with their physical body.

Even in the temple, this is a top-notch foundation-building method.

If you defeat it with your superpowers or treasures, it would be easier to understand.

When competing for the body, I was defeated? This is simply incredible and beyond everyone's imagination.

But they didn't know that Wang Qiong practiced the secret "Yuan Ling Bone Forging Method" by Master Du. This secret foundation-building method came from "Luo Tian's Notes", and was left by Lin Luotian. How extraordinary?

"Sin sword bones, evil blade marrow, fierce soldier blood... little boy, you only trained one-third, and dare to shout in front of me?" Wang Qiong said silently.

"How did you...you know?"

When Su Jianxing heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and he was even more shocked than being defeated by one move.

People only know "The Sword of Sin" Bone Refining Method", but they do not know that this foundation-building method is just a broken article. It comes from the same source as the other two foundation-building methods of the temple, "The Evil Blade Marrow Cleansing" and "The Technique of the Evil War" and "The Technique of the Blood Transformation of the Evil War". They all come from a mysterious book called "The Body of the Soldier".

It is rumored that the three laws are united as one, which is the true supreme foundation-building method. It transforms the body, like casting a magic weapon, destroying all the methods of Yi, and being undefeated.

This ancient classic was passed down from a master of great power three thousand years ago. He was once a fierce and fierce man who once competed for power with Lin Luotian.

The method he left behind is a world of extraordinary skill, but no one has ever been able to practice it for countless years.

Therefore, the temple masters took a different approach and divided the "Body of War" into three parts. Although the power was reduced sharply, the difficulty of cultivation was greatly reduced.

This is a top secret, and even in the temple, few people know about it.

Wang Qiong was silent. He was in mind the "Dong Shen Mystery Record", which is a strange book that records the secrets of the world in the East God Palace in the Palace of Light. This is a record of the temple.

At this moment, his eyes were not instantly, and his thoughts burst out like a flash of spirit, observing the sword of sin.

"You...you treat me as a test subject...want to understand the method I practice!?" Jiu Jianxing saw Wang Qiong's intention, and suddenly a violent anger rose into the sky.

He has not been insulted like this over the years, and his peers have fought against each other. In the eyes of the man in front of him, he is just a test subject.

This caused his self-esteem to be trampled upon unprecedentedly.

"The weak are still qualified to talk about self-esteem?" Wang Qiong shook his head.
To be continued...