Chapter 1386 Eighteen kinds of weapons, twelve rings are enough
Chapter 1386 Eighteen kinds of weapons, just twelve rings
Author: It’s easy to get cold in summer
Chapter 1386 Eighteen kinds of weapons, just twelve rings
By analogy, at the end of the day you have to deal with all the phantoms, and if you are not careful, you will fail.
Without thinking any more, Sikong Jing continued to attack...
Outside, Cang Yuan and others' fists tightened more and more.
Next came the fifth ring, then the sixth... As he was looking forward to the seventh ring, Cang Yuan's teeth were already chattering, and it wasn't until the seventh ring finally sounded that he burst into a crazy smile.
Then, with a trembling voice, he said: "Quickly, send the message to the peak master quickly, hurry up..."
It's already the seventh ring. We've already reached an equal level with Pei Yuzheng from the Thousand Kings Holy Tower. Of course we have to summon the Peak Master.
The young deacons were also excited and rushed to write letters.
But at this moment, Cang Yuan looked fiercely at the dozens of onlookers outside, and said slightly hoarsely: "Wait a minute, seal the area around Tie Cang Wu Ming Stone, and no one can enter or leave."
The young man in black in front of me didn't know who he was, and because of the presence of Pei Yuzheng from the Thousand Kings Holy Tower, I sealed off the area around Tie Cang Wu Ming Stone, and then waited for the peak master's order.
Just like that, the Information Bird flew out at high speed, and the surrounding area was tightly sealed. Everyone looked at Sikong Jing again.
Boom...
The eighth ring rang, Cang Yuan's mind was swaying, and then he shouted loudly: "Send the message to the Peak Master, continue to send the message."
Surpassing Pei Yuzheng, so exciting!
Boom...
When the ninth bell rang, Cang Yuan could no longer stand, so he sat down and said: "The summons, don't stop."
Next is ten, eleven, twelve...
Every time it rings, a message bird will be heard in Cang Yuan heading straight for Cang Gu Sacred Peak.
And when the twelve bells sounded, everyone was breathless. If it could exceed the twelve bells, it would be equal to the historical record, which is the thirteen-ring record held by Su Laomo.
It would be earth-shattering and unparalleled.
Cang Yuan still remembers that when he was young, when Su Laomo rang the thirteen bells, the entire Cang Ancient Holy Peak started to move, and the entire Cang Ancient City went crazy. The scene was much more explosive than before.
The old saint even wanted to marry Su Lao Mo, but Su Lao Mo refused without hesitation and turned around and left.
Thirteen bells, will there be thirteen bells?
In the illusion, Sikong Jing's phantom stood blankly in front of the giant bell. If he rang it now, it would be the thirteenth ring. However, after hesitating for a moment, he laughed and stretched out a finger to gently flick the bell.
one time.
The voice was so low that only he could hear it...
Sikong Jing murmured with a smile: "The record should belong to Grandpa Su. He represents an era and the beliefs of countless non-combat warriors in the Central Plains. I don't need to break his record. Twelve rings are enough."
After saying that, he flashed back to the starting point...
Because he flicked the bell, it was considered the thirteenth ring, but no one knew about it except him, so the challenge of the fourteenth ring continued. Now Sikong Jing already knew the eighteen weapons.
The Tie Cang Wu Ming Stone can ring up to eighteen times!
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At the same time, Canggu Holy Peak!
Tie Binghun stood on the top of the holy peak and looked down at the direction of Canggu City. He murmured to himself: "With the blessing of Patriarch Tie Cang, Canggu Holy Peak will definitely overcome the current difficulties, and the Nine Stars Map of Soldiers and Killers will never be cracked.
ah."
He has received the summons, and Pei Yuzheng has already solved two difficult problems, leaving only the last one.
Chirp...
And at this moment, a message bird flew down on his hand. Iron Soldier Soul trembled slightly for fear that it was a message from the Bingzhen Master Guild. But when he saw the origin of the message bird, he let out a sigh of relief.
.
"What is Cang Yuan doing? What news are you suddenly sending me at this time?"
Tie Binghun was very nervous, and in Cangyuan of Tie Cangwu Mingshi, there should be nothing important to report to him.
Finally he opened the letter, then his eyes bulged slightly, and he whispered: "Seven rings, young man in black?"
Suddenly, Tie Binghun was stunned. Where did the young man in black come from?
Of course, the letter was clearly written. This young man in black seemed to be just passing through Canggu City. He had no followers or experts around him, and he did not look like a powerful person.
The next moment, Iron Soldier Soul stopped worrying about the origin of the young man in black, and instead held the letter quietly.
"Another seven rings, so even if Pei Yu overcomes the three major problems, I still have an excuse to say that there is a genius on par with him in Tie Cang Wu Mingshi, and I need to defeat this genius before talking about anything else."
With a sparkle in his eyes, Iron Soldier Soul felt that this new Seven Rings was of great value.
"Are you afraid that this person is also from the Thousand Kings Holy Tower?"
Just as Cang Lin thought, Iron Soldier Soul suddenly became a little worried because the timing was such a coincidence.
Chirp...
Just when Iron Soldier Soul was hesitating whether to summon the elders for discussion, another message bird flew over, and then he was stunned again.
It’s coming from Cangyuan again, what are you doing again?
But immediately his eyes lit up, and then he said tremblingly: "Is it the eighth ring?"
Without any hesitation, Iron Soldier Soul quickly sucked out the letter paper and took a look. In just a moment, the letter paper turned into pieces and flew out.
Sure enough, it was the eighth ring. He said in a low voice: "Then it cannot be someone from the Thousand Kings Holy Tower. The Thousand Kings Holy Tower cannot destroy Pei Yuzheng's platform, so the eighth ring is of great significance."
If it exceeds Pei Yuzheng, there will be more things that can be operated.
Chirp...
Just when Iron Soldier Soul was thinking about what to do, the third message bird appeared, making him suddenly tremble.
"No way? The ninth ring?"
When I opened the letter again, my whole body was already shaking. It was really the ninth ring.
This time he opened his mouth without any hesitation and said loudly: "All elders and venerables, gather in Canggu Hall."
When the gathering was completed, Iron Soldier Soul was already trembling all over because he had received the eleventh message bird.
When he told all the elders and venerables the news, everyone was shocked!
"Except for Su Laomo's thirteen bells, when was the last eleven bells?" an elder asked in a low voice.
Immediately, an elder replied: "More than eighty years ago, Peak Master."
Everyone looked at Iron Soldier Soul together. The last eleven rings were created by Iron Soldier Soul when he was young. As for the eleven rings created by outsiders, it was already more than two hundred years ago.
The entire main hall was extremely quiet...the next moment, chirp!
A message bird fell into the hands of Iron Soldier Soul, and the whole place trembled.
Then under everyone's expectant eyes, the Iron Soldier Army announced the news of the twelfth ring with a trembling voice.
"Let's go, let's set off immediately to see who this young man in black is."
This time, Iron Soldier Soul couldn't sit still at all. The twelve rings represented the powerful martial arts talent, and also represented the ambitious means of breaking the situation this time in the Thousand Kings Holy Tower. How could he still be able to sit still?
All of a sudden, the core figures of Canggu Holy Peak were galloping towards Canggu City under the leadership of Iron Soldier Soul.
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Cang Gu City, Cang Yuan and others have not waited for the thirteenth bell to ring. It has been quite a while.
"It seems that this young man in black can't break Su Lao Mo's record." A deacon spoke in a low voice with a look of regret on his face.