The moonlight is beautiful tonight.
The scenery is also very nice.
Jiang Wang lay quietly on the wicker chair and slowly closed his eyes.
Soon there was a slight snore.
He slept very soundly.
The heads of various sects in the Qingxuan Department have been watching the mountains and fields, looking at each other in confusion.
We onlookers were so nervous, why did the protagonist sleep so soundly?
Although Jiang Wang's sleeping appearance is very beautiful, and it is even more picturesque with the night view of the mountains, it shouldn't be like this!
They watched Jiang Wang sleep with complicated emotions until the sun rose at nine o'clock.
The morning glow is shimmering on the top of the mountain.
As time goes by, it becomes more and more rich and gorgeous, like a huge piece of colorful silk spread in the sky.
The interlacing fusion of colorful silks forms a beautiful and magical picture.
At that moment, the minds of those who witnessed it seemed to be purified and relaxed.
But a different color soon appeared in the morning glow.
The beauty of the picture scroll is directly destroyed.
Lin Chengzhi, standing on the eaves of Qingxuan Department, said in a deep voice: "The sword is coming!"
The heads of various sects cheered up.
After all, they are all cultivators at the peak of Dongming. Even if they keep their eyes open all night, they are not a little bit sore or tired.
None of them could imagine how Jiang Wang could survive.
Especially Jiang Wang just slept in the mountains all night as if nothing had happened.
They all did not dare to blink and stared at the scene with more complex emotions.
In the spring of the fifteenth year of Changping.
There is a sword in the upper house to Kutan.
Just like crossing the long river of history, the bright misty rain cuts through the sky and disturbs the morning glow, and the goal is extremely clear.
Yan Jingtang's Three Thousand Misty Rain looks like one sword, but is actually three thousand swords.
This already proved Yan Jingtang's determination to kill Jiang Wang.
Just looking at that scene, the heads of the various sects in Qingxuan Department felt despair.
Yan Jingtang's sword is still some distance away. It looks very close, but is actually very far away.
Three thousand smoke and rain swords covered all Kutan counties, like meteors passing by, allowing everyone to see clearly.
Jiang Wang, who was lying on the wicker chair, his eyelids trembling slightly, woke up leisurely.
He stretched as if nothing had happened.
Full of energy.
Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, he stood up and went to the creek, washing his face with the clear water.
Then he put away the wicker chair, found a good position, and stood with his sword in hand.
People looking at that scene had different expressions.
Yan Jingtang's sword had already entered the bitter sandalwood, so it naturally came very quickly. The bright mist and rain carried with it a crackling sound, and the first sword pierced through the morning glow and struck straight at Jiang Wang's face.
It will still take more than four hours for the power of the Kingdom of God to dissipate.
Yan Jingtang's sword came just in time.
Without the hidden dangers of the first type of authenticity and resting well, Jiang Wang was at his peak.
After all, he had used his sword against the man holding the sword in Mantang Mountain. In his opinion, the first sword attack was not worth using at all.
But it is also clear that the sword hidden in the bright mist and rain is Yan Jingtang's real sword. Only one of the three thousand swords is the strongest, but the remaining two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine swords still have the ability to easily kill ordinary people. The power of the snow monk.
Apart from anything else, in order to kill him, Yan Jingtang used such a sword, which was really a killing blow.
From this point, we can see Yan Jingtang's character, and we can also see that he really loves his apprentice.
Before and after the Heart Demon Tribulation, Jiang Wang's thoughts changed somewhat.
He faced the first sword attack calmly. That sword was packed with strong killing intent, but compared to the dazzling sword rain behind him, it was undoubtedly nothing.
The surrounding Qi began to stir and spread in all directions. The majestic and murderous aura was accompanied by the howling wind, destroying the mountains, grass and trees.
All Xun Xiuzhen could do was to protect the city, but even so, the people and even the monks in the city could still feel the rushing atmosphere, so Lou Yiren led the demon-suppressing envoys and worked together with the leaders of various sects to support the city. barrier.
Compared to the chaos in the city, Jiang Wang remained calm, raised his head slightly, and carefully watched the sword fall.
Facts have proved that the extremely far distance has greatly reduced the power of Yan Jingtang's sword. When the first sword comes in front of him, it is no longer enough to easily kill the ordinary monks in the Snow Bathing Realm. At most, it will be seriously injured. Then Yan Jingtang will deliberately cut out three Qian Yanyu is indeed the right choice.
After all, there are three thousand swords. Even if the power is greatly weakened, it is enough to kill any snow bathing monk in the world.
Unless Jiang Wang is a monk at the peak of the Snow Bathing Realm, he will definitely die under this sword.
As the first sword fell, hundreds of feet in radius with Jiang Wang as the center were directly cleared, and all the flowers, plants and trees were turned into powder by the force of the sword.
Jiang Wang stood upright, his robes rustled, his hair danced wildly, and his face felt ripples and stinging.
Then he lightly handed out a knife.
The first sword in the bright misty rain instantly disintegrated.
Followed closely by the second and third swords.
Then the fourth sword, the fifth sword, the sixth sword...
Jiang Wang always stood there, making no other movements except waving his sword, and he did not even move his feet at all. By the time the leaders of the various sects reacted, Jiang Wang had already chopped into pieces the seventy-ninth sword in the three thousand misty rain.
There was chaos all around him.
Because Jiang Wang slashed his sword in advance, the area of influence remained at a radius of several hundred feet, and the speed of spreading outward was very slow, depending on whether the next sword was stronger.
The sword power could barely seriously injure a monk in the Bathing Snow Realm. Even if he broke seventy-nine swords, the nutrients Jiang Wang had absorbed so far were still relatively meager.
The higher the cultivation level, the more nutrients are needed. If you want to have a significant increase, these are far from enough.
Even the nutrients he absorbed could not make up for the speed of his consumption.
The most important thing is that there is a sword hidden in the three thousand mist and rain. I don't dare to hope that it can break through the peak of Yuxue, but I think it will be enough to improve his cultivation level.
The premise is that you can take the sword.
...
In the Qingxuan Department, Lin Chengzhi held up the barrier with a hint of shock on his face.
"Is this guy Jiang Wang a monster? Even if the sword in front of Sanqian Yanyu is not too exaggerated, he can directly chop dozens of swords in one breath. That is enough power to kill a monk in the Snow Bathing Realm, but even a hair on his head Not hurt?" m.
As a martial artist, Luo Xianshan was unable to support the barrier. He stood beside Lin Chengzhi and said sincerely: "It is really possible for Jiang Wang to withstand Yan Jingtang's sword, but the trouble is, if Yan Jingtang fails to kill him with one sword across the border. Damn Jiang Wang, will he come to Kutan himself?"
Lin Chengzhi said: "With my brother here, unless Yan Jingtang is really desperate, I don't think he is that stupid. If he really wants to come here in person, he will only be humiliating himself."
The Sword God's combat power is among the top ten in the Sui Kingdom. No matter how strong Yan Jingtang is, he has to step aside. But being the strongest in Shanglu is useless. No matter how low the realm of Ku Tan's overall monks is, the Sword God alone can defeat the strongest in each realm. I couldn't hold my head up.
Except for a few special realms, most of the top ten combat powers of the Sui Kingdom were in the divine capital. The divine capital had no big weapons. How many of them could suppress the Sword God?
Luo Xianshan also agreed.
If Yan Jingtang really gets close to Kutan, it will no longer be a matter between him and Jiang Wang, but will be a confrontation between the two top bathers. No matter how he thinks about it, Yan Jingtang can't defeat the Sword God. No matter how much he loves her, it's just because It's not worth it for a disciple to put his own life on the line.
On the other side, Xun Xiuzhen was also amazed at Jiang Wang's performance.
Even though Jiang Wang had easily defeated Master Chen, Xun Xiuzhen had overestimated him. It would have been more shocking to easily kill Yan Jingtang's seventy-nine swords than to defeat several Master Chen.
What's more, there are now not just seventy-nine swords, but hundreds of swords.
"This son's future achievements are limitless."
Young Xingling couldn't see clearly because Yan Jingtang's sword was too bright. He was of a low level and could only keep his eyes open.
"The road to spiritual practice is difficult. Why is Mr. Jiang so extraordinary?"
Xun Xiuzhen said: "He has the talent of Weak Guan Yuxue, and he must be outstanding in other aspects. He can walk faster and more steadily than ordinary people. Jiang Wang's aptitude is probably not weaker than that of Tang Tang, and Weak Guan Yuxue is just one of them." , not all of him, otherwise it would be difficult to explain the rapid entry.”
"Being able to stop Yan Jingtang's hundreds of swordsmanship without even the slightest breath proves that his cultivation level is real. In a sense, he may even have higher qualifications than Tang Tang. After all, Tang Tang is not weak in bathing snow. There is no one in the Snow Bathing Realm who can advance as fast as him."
"The prerequisite for being able to surpass Tang Tang is that he breaks through the bathing snow in the next thirty or even twenty years. You know, Tang Tang is only a few years old now, and no one has broken into that realm earlier than Tang Tang. .”
"The previous generation of the Sui Kingdom had Tang Tang, and this generation has Han Yan, General He Lang, and Jiang Wang. When they really grow up, they will be unimaginable power of the Sui Kingdom. It is impossible to say that they can crush Xi Tan in one fell swoop."
It's hard for Xun Xiuzhen to be angry again. As long as Jiang Wang doesn't die prematurely, there is no doubt that he will be the pinnacle figure of the Sui Kingdom in the future.
He was already thinking about reporting back to Shouzun and trying his best to drag Jiang Wang into Qingxuan Office.
Young Xingling fell silent and looked a little strange, but Xun Xiuzhen didn't notice it.
...
As far as Jiang Wang could see, hundreds of swords fell in the bright misty rain, and the entire sky seemed to be torn apart.
The rumble of thunder made it difficult for Jiang Wang to hear any other sounds.
His expression was more serious than ever.
Following the hundred swords were more swords, all of which were smashed down at once.
The power is terrifying.
Jiang Wang changed from holding the knife with one hand to two hands.
The rain of swords fell, the morning glow broke, and trees rising thousands of feet in diameter rose from the ground. Flowers and grass clippings danced wildly in the wind, and were annihilated in an instant.
The mountain peaks trembled, and a local cow turned over, presenting a scene like the end of the world.
Even though there was a barrier protecting it, the city wall cracked in an instant. The heads of various sects and the demon-suppressing envoys activated more Huang Tingqi. Some people were already pale and could not hold on. As a last resort, Xun Xiuzhen drew out a large number of Huang Tingqi himself. Mainly The purpose is to protect the people, so even if the city is destroyed, it will not cause a tragic disaster.
He was a little angry at Yan Jingtang. Even if his purpose was to kill Jiang Wang, he obviously didn't care about destroying the entire city.
To act like this is to make a big mistake.
After collisions again and again, Jiang Wang's energy and blood began to surge, and he finally frowned.
There are only nine hundred swords left out of three thousand swords.
Even though he had absorbed a considerable amount of nutrients, Jiang Wang was still struggling a bit as the swords struck one after another without any pause.
But he remained calm.
Although the supplement of nutrients cannot offset the loss, it is far from overwhelming.
He tightened his grip on the Changye Knife and threw it out the next moment.
It was like a newborn touch of night in the morning glow, crashing into the sword rain.
The violent air waves swept toward the ground, and the sky was full of light and darkness. The night swallowed up the sword rain and covered the morning glow.
During this period, gorgeous fireworks bloomed from time to time, making the scene magnificent again.
People in other counties who were very far away saw an extremely beautiful picture, or a natural vision. For a while, the streets were filled with people, children were running happily, and some painters could not bear the excitement and painted on the spot. , leaving a rare scene in this world.
Somewhere in Shangyang County, two girls were also looking up at the strange phenomenon.
Zhao Xiyan said curiously: "It seems to have Jiang Wang's aura."
Bai Xueyi, who was as beautiful as a woman next to her, frowned and said, "You only met him once, how can you be so familiar with his aura?"
Zhao Xiyan looked at him silently, clenching and unclenching his fists, and said with an eyebrow: "Don't talk! If you talk to me in this tone again, I will beat you to death!"
Bai Xueyi smiled and said: "I get angry every time, and you can't beat me to death, so why bother."
Some people died, but not completely...
