Chapter 44: The bow is full and the arrows leave the string
For people like Zhong Liyan.
You can laugh at his repeated defeats.
You can laugh at his stubbornness.
You can laugh at his overconfidence.
But there is no way to laugh at his efforts or his talent.
Regardless of the orthodox path of cultivation or the martial arts path, he can reach the top level of his peers.!
The power of this Huangliang Sword Technique is definitely not inferior to any top swordsmanship in the Divine Realm.
Different from Zhang Xun's extremely condensed sword energy into threads, his sword energy is another kind of solidification, a unity of force and intention.
But it fell apart at this moment.
Together with the unfolding sword pose.
And Jiang Wang just pulled out his sword!
Before it blossoms, supernatural power can only be regarded as the seed of supernatural power.
After flowering, supernatural powers are called supernatural powers.
Counting on his fingers, the real Sword Immortal has not appeared in front of people for half a year.
This is the half year of rapid growth after God came. This is
Jiang Wang has another half year that has not been wasted.
The audience sitting here today is undoubtedly blessed.
There are only a few people who can see Jiang Wang fully demonstrate the power of the Sword Immortal. And most of them... are already dead.
At this moment, Zhong Liyan cut out the beautiful dream of yellow beams with one sword, split the space into pages, and formed a book of yellow beams.
Jiang Wang drew his sword on the spine of the book.
The sword performs the magical power of all kinds of magic, and the brilliance shines all over the place in an instant.
Falling from the high sky is the Hwaseong Fortress carved with fireworks
In other words, that city is not actually gorgeous. But every detail is concrete and the fireworks are real. Because it carries memories and illuminates the fire, it looks particularly bright.
I often miss my old friend and my old city.
This is how you dazzle the world!
There was a low cry from the stands.
At that time, Zuo Guanglie was truly powerful in the borderlands and quite famous on the grasslands. He had already created fireworks for a long time, making them the most famous basic fire technique in the world. And the idea of burning the city with fireworks,
It had already taken shape at that time. When it was used for the first time in a war when he was nineteen years old, it became his most representative Taoist technique.
Many people recognize this technique.
Of course I just heard the description.
At this time, the Flame City reappeared, burning in the Wolf Arena. It was like a legend reenacting, making people recall the passing years.
Huang Sari on the sidelines was momentarily crazy.
She couldn't help but think of the scene she saw at the river viewing platform the year before last when she was squatting half-crouched on the martial arts platform next to her to watch the battle. The young man in green shirt put a beautiful fire flower on the place where he displayed the tyrant-swallowing body.
Xiang's face and pushed him to the ground.
It was that scene that made her break away from the dazzling array of beautiful appearances and see the beauty of the so-called Jiang Fairy.
It is for the beauty of the divine appearance.
And how was that time like this?
At that time, the young man was as powerful as a god, and the fireworks at that time had already built the Huacheng.
boom!
This illustrious city of flames fell directly. It instantly destroyed the power of the Huangliang sword, brought the dream back to the real world, and knocked Zhong Liyan and his sword down high into the sky, making the dragon of vitality and blood scream!
Zhong Liyan spit out a large mouthful of blood, but it was as easy as spitting. He only fell a few feet and then stood up, like a dragon soaring into the abyss. He was still full of energy and energy and blood surged.
The warrior's strong physique was also their biggest reliance in fighting. It was also the reason why Zhong Liyan provoked Dou Zhao many times and was still able to jump around.
At this moment.
The terrifying flames mixed with Qi and blood, and the air was filled with an unspeakable burning smell.
Jiang Wang is just a horizontal sword among the fragments of space!
This smell instantly expanded to the extreme, like a surging sea, filling Zhong Liyan's sense of smell in an instant.
Even as strong-willed as he was, he felt dazed for a moment.
The spirit and blood of a martial artist's soul are condensed into one, especially for a strong man like Zhong Liyan who has set foot on the twenty-first level of martial arts. Although he cannot release his spiritual consciousness and interfere with reality, it is almost impossible to hurt him from the soul level.
It's impossible. If the soul rashly breaks into Wu Fu's sea of soul, I'm afraid it will be burned by the blood first.
Therefore, Jiang Wang killed the Six Desires Bodhisattva with this sword, and
Instead of starting from the sea of soul, we use spiritual consciousness to interfere with reality and guide the "smell" of the six desires.
The power is naturally far inferior to the divine soul level, but sometimes the application of Taoism lies more in "suitability".
Use the smell to obscure his mind, and then step closer.
Jiang Wang drew his sword horizontally, but the wind surged again, and the spirits of Qisu appeared together, slashing the violent flow of vitality on Zhong Liyan!
This time, Zhong Liyan's fall was no longer delayed. It was almost like a meteorite, hitting the ground so hard that the floor tiles engraved with powerful formations made a cracking sound that was embarrassing to its force.
Centered on the spot where his back landed, the city defense-grade floor tiles seemed to be dented.
The pain of the skin being torn apart is nothing at all, and the damage to the internal organs is nothing.
What Zhong Liyan didn't want to admit the most was that he felt a pressure when his body hit the floor tiles at this moment.
A kind of pressure similar to facing Dou Zhao!
It's not that Jiang Wang's power has any overwhelming advantage. Although those spells, supernatural powers and swordsmanship are very powerful, Zhong Liyan is not without knowledge, let alone the corresponding means.
It was the feeling of being restrained at every turn and having every opportunity taken away from him, which made him quite stiff and restrained during the battle. He had a strong body and superb swordsmanship, but he could only be held down.
Hit the head.
It seems that every move he makes is expected by the other party. In other words, he always makes the choice he has to make.
Like a fish flapping in a net, there is nothing
There is no way to break free from that invisible giant web.
Even though they had met in the mountain and sea realm, he asked himself that he still had the upper hand. Today, he was more than a hundred times stronger than he was back then. But he couldn't stand a chance.
How could he accept such a result?
Click click click click.
His bones exploded one by one.
The Spine Dragon is liberated to the 21st level, unlocking the power of the 21st level!
Buzz
There was a sound of a bow string being fully drawn, which made the air freeze. It was his muscles that were tightening piece by piece at a terrifying speed.
Like precision puppet parts, the arrangement is completed in an instant, and every part of the body is exploding with power.
What shook the void faintly, like the roar of a ferocious beast, was his roaring blood flowing.
This power has expanded to its limit, causing space to distort.
And the dragon of energy and blood soared into the sky, and a bloody flame ignited outside its body. This kind of blood flame was not evil at all, but instead was majestic and bright, as fierce as the sun, and had awe-inspiring majesty.
This blood flame also boiled on Zhong Liyan's body surface.
At this moment, they seemed to be the same and connected.
The Dragon of Qi and Blood shrank sharply, suddenly folded, fell on the Nanyue Sword, and wrapped around the hilt. Like an illusory blood rope, it entangled Zhong Liyan's palm and the hilt of the sword, and then disappeared.
Between heaven and earth, there is the sound of the Tao.
Click.
Zhong Liyan's back pressed against the floor tiles, and cracks spread like spider webs!
Whoosh!
All majestic, majestic, and passionate... but in the end it was just a very light "ring". The bow was full and the arrow left the string.
He rushed towards Jiang Wang again at an astonishing high speed. This process was so fast that it could not be caught by sight.
But boom!
What greeted him was another firework burning the city.
Too precise, too appropriate.
All of this happened almost at the same time, giving people the impression that Zhongliyan suddenly broke out, and then arrogantly hit Yancheng with his body.
Zhong Liyan, who had completely unleashed the power of the twenty-first level of martial arts, was able to resist Yancheng alive at this moment.
The veins on his arms protruded like dragons, and the sword of Nanyue buzzed when it touched the space.
People and the city of flames are frozen in mid-air!
For a moment, people couldn't tell whether the red flames burning the city were more intense, or the blood flames surrounding Zhongliyan were more boiling.
But Jiang Wang didn't intend to tell the difference.
The figure in green clothes walks in the city of flames, as if he is the swordsman in the sky, walking in his fairy world.
In the bright firelight and the familiar street scene, his sword light was still flying.
At this moment, it was completely unclear how many swords he had drawn. People could only see the torrent of magic and supernatural powers.
That gray-white color is the light of rotten wood.
The red one is the true fire of samadhi.
Jealousy, anger, Bi Fangyin.
The one-legged bird holds its head high and flaps its wings.
Hundreds of birds are approaching the phoenix, chirping, and then there are eight sounds burning the sea
The faint light of the misfortune seal appeared.
The sword light revived, and Bu Zhou Feng was suddenly cut out! Under this torrent, Zhong Liyan kept falling, and kept falling. He swung his sword hundreds of times, but he could only keep falling.
boom!
He hit the ground again, and hit it right back to the place where he hit it before, and his whole body was embedded in it perfectly. The already cracked floor tiles turned into powder and floated in the wind!
The surrounding stands were eerily quiet for a moment.
Wuyan Lanzhu's heart jumped into her throat, and she almost screamed, but she bit her lip in the dead silence around her.
Only then did she realize that her hands had been pinched by her good sisters until they turned white and blue.
brush!
In the complex and varied gazes of the onlookers, the last touch of frosty white wind suddenly folded in front of Zhong Liyan's neck, and then returned.
Jiang Wang returned the sword to its sheath and pressed it with the Disaster Seal with one hand, smoothing away the turbulent flow of vitality, chaotic sword energy, blood energy, and even space fragments around him.
His frosty wind has also dispersed, his red flames have disappeared, and the light of the Heavenly Palace has become invisible.
For a time, the sky was clear and the earth was calm, and everything was peaceful. There was only a green shirt as calm as water, standing tall and graceful in the world. It was like just now
After fighting against heaven and earth, nothing like Bahe... never happened.
Only Zhong Liyan, who was lying on his back and exhausted, had a confused look in his eyes... which could still indicate the intensity of the battle.
I can still describe to some extent his mood.
He has never underestimated the world's heroes, and he has never underestimated himself.
No matter when, no matter how badly he lost in front of Douzhao, he never gave up on himself.
It has been thousands of years since the founding of the Chu Kingdom, and the history of the human race has lasted for tens of millions of years. There are countless people who have been romantically involved.
He believes that there is always a place for him.
He believes that he must have extraordinary talents, must have an extraordinary mission, and must be able to defeat all enemies.
But it’s just that he was born in Douzhao. How can there be a Jiang Wang in the world? Bao
He is younger than Douzhao, but the pressure brought to him is similar to Douzhao.
He was completely suppressed throughout the entire battle, unable to find the slightest chance to show his unwillingness!
At this time, a hand stretched out in front of him.
Then came the face of Daqi Wu'anhou, who was looking more and more fairy-like, looking at him calmly.
There is no ridicule, no pity, just very common... similar to "when you see a passerby falling, reach out to help him", such a common emotion.
"This thief is different from Douzhao. Douzhao usually steps on him at times like this..."
Zhong Liyan thought inexplicably.
Snapped!
Snapped!
With a sudden slap, he slapped the hand in front of him away. Zhong Liyan turned over and jumped up, jumped out of the human-shaped pit, and said angrily: "I didn't pay attention this time and let you take advantage. Just wait for me."
I need you to look good next time!"
Then he looked around threateningly and walked away.
Look at that swaggering posture, as if he is the winner.
Jiang Wang looked at his back in surprise.
Of course, I'm not surprised by this guy's attitude, but I'm surprised by his resilience...
If it was caused by an abnormality, he would not be able to recover from such an injury unless he nursed it for a few days.
But Zhong Liyan just patted his butt, as if nothing happened.
He couldn't help but remind himself in his heart that if he had to fight to the death with martial arts monks in the future, he would not give them a chance to recover. If he could die, he would die, and if he could be crippled, he would be crippled. First, eliminate all possibilities of resistance, and then talk about other things.
The beautiful emcee named Bian Qiang in the Canglang Arena was still announcing the results enthusiastically.
But Jiang Wang had already turned around and left Qingya Terrace gracefully.
Of course, Da Chu has outstanding people and talented people. Being able to make a name for himself in the Chu Kingdom is by no means an easy feat for Zhong Liyan.
But for today's Marquis Wu An, winning against Zhong Liyan is no longer something to be proud of.
The huge arches on both sides of the Qingya Terrace fell down again, cutting off the figures of the geniuses from Qi.
The entire Qingya Arena was in a state of excitement. Although the audience in the stands were either rich or noble, they did not have to be so reserved in the arena. Some were whispering to each other, and some were arguing loudly.
, and many people were shouting Jiang Wang’s name with enthusiastic expressions.
There are even some people who are still not satisfied and are asking the people at Canglang Arena when they can arrange Jiang Wang's next duel.
Huang Relic ignored it.
No matter whether they are powerful or not, in Huang Sheli's eyes, they are all treated equally.
They're just paying customers.
Of course you should be enthusiastic about your customers.
But customers who have already paid...
She clenched the photo stone in her hand and left the table happily...
