After the three-move deal, there was still one move left. Wuming stood up with difficulty, using his wooden sword to prop himself on the ground, barely supporting his body.
At this time, a frighteningly strong sword intent surrounded Wuming, making him feel that no matter which direction he retreated, he would not be able to avoid the next sword——
"The end of the sky——!!" Xu Hao struck suddenly, with an extremely fierce and powerful sword. The moment it was struck, the sword light was too powerful, causing the excess sword light to turn into a fiery red sphere.
It looks like the sun hanging high in the sky.
Facing the deadly attack, Wuming wanted to dodge sideways, but his feet were pinned to the ground by inexplicable pressure. Only the hands holding the sword could still obey his orders.
"I won't lose~! Yeah~!!" Wuming refused to back down and only wanted to make the third move in exchange for Ximenzheng's safety.
Wu Ming blocked Wu Ming's move with his swords in both hands, and struck the "Tian Yang" in the most direct way, actually stopping its momentum!
Although Wuming's tough character exerted an effect beyond common sense at this time, his thin body could not completely resolve the blow. However, he saw the wooden sword in front of him being pushed towards Wuming's chest bit by bit, and the wooden sword was pushed towards Wuming's chest little by little.
Even though the sword was intact under the protection of Wuming's sword intention, it also trembled violently at this moment. This was the precursor of the collapse of the wooden sword!
"Can't lose...can't lose...can't lose~!!" There are infinite possibilities in Wuming's small body. This obsession of "can't lose" is taking him towards the new limit of his body and the mastery of kendo.
Moving towards a new realm...
The wooden sword touched Wuming's chest. At this moment, Wuming and the wooden sword disappeared at the same time, turning into thousands of sword shadows scattered in all directions. Finally, these thousands of sword shadows gathered on this side of the sword mark, and once again
He turned into a nameless body, and the wooden sword in his hand was not damaged at all!
"This..." Xu Hao looked dumbfounded. People turned into swords, and swords turned into people. I'm afraid no one would believe it if he told me.
Wuming looked at the wooden sword in his hand at this time, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with the sword, he laughed happily: "Sword transformation, such a convenient sword technique~!"
Wuming said as he turned into thousands of sword shadows again, flying freely in the air. Now Xu Hao could be sure: what he just saw was not an illusion!
"The three moves are over~! Do you keep your word?" Wuming turned back into himself and confirmed to Xu Hao.
"That's natural. Since I said it, there is no possibility of breaking my promise...I will definitely not chase those two people again...and...as a reward for you to take these three moves, here it is!" Xu Hao took it out from his arms
A white phoenix-shaped sword spike was thrown to Wuming.
"The function of this sword spike is just a certificate of admission to a party. Everyone present is a master of swordsmanship. Although you are young, you have great achievements. If you attend that party, it may help you to become more advanced.
On the first floor, the party will be held in six months, and someone will come to you based on this sword spike. As for whether to go or not, it is all up to your personal wishes." After Xu Hao said this, he put away his knife and left.
When Wuming saw that Xu Hao's figure had disappeared, he put down the worries in his heart. He finally couldn't help the fatigue on his body, held the sword directly, and fell to the ground to sleep...
Late that night, Wuming woke up from a deep sleep. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the stars in the sky, and there was a vague buzz of insects all around. The silence and shocking feeling made Wuming immediately dance with his sword and use his sword skills to express it.
His own perception of this situation, the sword spike in his hand was tied to the sword, and in an instant, the sword shadow and the phoenix shadow were intermingled, demonstrating the keen perception of a swordsman in the Sword Awareness realm.
The next morning, Wuming sheathed his sword and stood up, taking in his breath in the morning light and adjusting the harvest of the night. His body did not feel tired from not sleeping all night, but was full of energy and full of strength.
"It's time to go back~!" Wuming then remembered that he had been out for a long time, and immediately turned into a sword and left...
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Just half a month after Lei Ling planned to poison Dongfang Ni, he still failed to find Ximen Zheng and Dongfang Ni. This made Lei Ling remain extremely vigilant, and he would be exposed to the murderous intent in the door even while sleeping.
After waking up with a start, within a short period of time, Lei Ling became a little nervous.
However, during the period when Lei Ling was worried about Dongfang's retaliation, the Iron Dragon Legion did not give him a chance to adjust his status, but once again launched a plan to fight for China. Although the Iron Dragon Legion never won a victory, it never
Stop attacking.
Finally, after five months of fierce fighting, the number of members of the Iron Dragon Legion was increased to 3,000, and they began to pose a threat to the Tianling Empire. Even if Lei Ling and Lu Sansi, the two founders of the law, went to the battlefield in person,
It is also impossible to reduce our own casualties. As one goes and the other goes, the empire's military strength is already in danger!
On this day, the Iron Dragon Legion's offensive was still fierce. Lei Ling watched the battle on the wall of the royal city, but he frowned frequently.
"The strength of the Iron Dragon Legion lies in their mounts. If the Empire can control the White Walkers like that, it will definitely be able to win." At this time, Qian Qiuchen's voice came from behind Lei Ling.
"Oh? When the military advisor said this, he asked me to solve this problem, right?" Lei Ling glanced at Qian Qiuchen, and then focused his eyes on the battlefield again.
"Haha, because the Tianyue Dynasty suppressed technology forcibly, our technological level cannot keep up with the Iron Dragon Legion. If we can obtain the Iron Dragon Legion's technology to tame the White Walkers... After all, we are just now resuming technological research and development. Obviously, it is not possible.
Maybe it's too late..." Qian Qiuchen chuckled.
"I thought you were going to say something... How important is that kind of technology to the Iron Dragon Legion? Do you think they would put it on the table waiting for you to steal it? And... the whereabouts of the Eastern Counterattack have not yet been made clear..."
Whenever Lei Ling mentioned Dongfang Ni, his teeth would chatter with worry.
Qian Qiuchen smiled and said nothing, standing next to Lei Ling and watching the battle together...
"It's been thirteen years since the White Walkers came to this world, right?" Qian Qiuchen asked abruptly. This topic obviously did not fit with the current atmosphere and situation.
"Yes... the world thirteen years ago... now that I think about it, although it lacked some excitement beyond the ordinary, it still allowed people to live in peace... At that time, I was just playing
The office worker in "The Transformation of Immortals"... Now that I think about it, it seemed like a dream..." Lei Ling looked gloomy and sighed helplessly.
"So, I must say sorry to you..." Qian Qiuchen smiled.
"Huh? Why do you say that?" Lei Ling asked confused.
Before Qian Qiuchen could answer, he saw three evil dragons and strange ghosts suddenly appearing in the sky above the battlefield. Thousands of figures jumped from the dragon's back. These people should have naked bodies and no gender characteristics, but all of them were physically strong.
Jianzhuang, after they rushed into the battle circle, they began to launch indiscriminate attacks against the Tianling Empire and the Iron Dragon Legion. Those humanoid ghosts were all powerful, and any one of them could kill the Iron Dragon Knights of the Iron Dragon Legion.
Take people and throw them away!
"This! What's going on?! Why do these strange ghosts suddenly appear?" Lei Ling said in panic. Suddenly, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Qian Qiuchen, who was looking at him with a smile on his face.
"It seems that you understand what I said..." Qian Qiuchen unfolded a fan in his hand at this time, with the word "quan" written on it.
"You...you are the son of the White Walkers..." Lei Ling took a step back unconsciously, shocked by his past stupidity.
"That's right. Now, do you have any doubts that you want to ask me?" Qian Qiuchen turned around and faced the battlefield. Neither the Tianling Empire nor the Iron Dragon Legion had the power to fight back against the humanoid ghosts.
"You...if you want to overthrow me, why do you want me to replace Yue Chongsheng..." At this time, Lei Ling realized that it was really unreasonable for Qian Qiuchen to assist him in taking the throne of the King of God.
"Although the Tianyue Dynasty led by Yue Chongsheng is not strong enough, it does a good job in keeping secrets. All things that may bring negative comments to the dynasty are suppressed at the source. Therefore, people only remember the good things of Yue Chongsheng, and
I can't see the blood trail behind him... Such a monarch will only be hated by the people if he overthrows him. Even if he is suppressed by power, riots will eventually brew... So, I chose you." Qian Qiuchen said calmly.
Explained to Lei Ling.
"You have a strong and straightforward character, and you will not hide it even if you do something wrong. I will help you overthrow Tianyue, and then make you a faint king in the eyes of the people...and then I will overthrow you. Then,
My power will be stable enough... To put it simply, that's it."
Lei Ling suddenly realized that since the rise of the Tianling Empire, Qian Qiuchen had allowed him to make arbitrary decisions, and the negative impression caused by those vigorous and resolute policies on the people had been deeply ingrained. Qian Qiuchen could overthrow him now, and in the end he would be able to gain a reputation for overthrowing tyranny.
.
"The son of the White Walkers wants to be king in our world? Did I hear you correctly? If someone exposes your identity to the people, I'm afraid it's too late for them to avoid you..." Lei Ling had already begun to plan how to escape from this place.
Killing game.
"Oh? Do you think people like me can't be recognized in this world? This world can no longer return to the state you miss in the past. People will eventually accept us under the circumstances of the world, just like those who ride the White Walkers
Human beings... I am not disgusted by this phenomenon, but rather feel gratified... because that is the best proof that people like me have integrated into this world and integrated into you humans." Qian Qiuchen smiled while stroking his fan. At this time, on the battlefield, aliens
Both sides besides the ghosts had suffered heavy casualties.
"Why... why did you choose today..." Lei Ling gritted his teeth. The dream of the emperor was awake at this moment, and a heart-wrenching sense of humiliation of being taken advantage of was growing stronger and stronger in his heart.
"Why ask this question? You killed Dongfang Ni for me. There has been no news about him for more than half a year. Either he was seriously injured and only had half a life left, or he has already died. The Iron Dragon Legion has directly belonged to you again.
The Imperial Guards have been exhausted to the point where nothing is left. Seeing that the Tianling Empire created by you and me is about to perish, how can I have the heart to continue to deceive you?" Qian Qiuchen put away his fan and turned around. At this time, there was no trace of the battle situation outside the city.
In suspense, he turned around and faced Lei Ling.
"So, how do you plan to die? Don't worry, I will let you, father and son with different surnames, go to hell together." Qian Qiuchen first showed murderous intent and concealed his identity for more than ten years. The son of the White Walker finally revealed his true identity, and Lei Ling faced the biggest challenge in his life.
Disaster!
Lei Ling couldn't say anything, and he was worried about life, looking for a way to break out...
At this moment! A prophecy with a childish voice and a mature tone came from under the city wall, getting closer and closer——
"The disaster of the strange ghosts ended in thirteen years..."
Qian Qiuchen followed the sound and saw: Wuming was muttering about the prophecy of the Japanese old woman while slowly walking up the city wall. The black wooden sword in his hand was very restrained, and a white sword spike became a striking presence in the wind, swaying brilliantly.
…
The White Walkers have been causing trouble for the world for thirteen years, and now the Sword Master is fighting against the source of the trouble! The nameless Ling Ran, whose identity is known, has sought out the source of the trouble, the Son of the White Walkers. Where will this battle that determines the future of the world go?
Is Dongfang Ni, the human emperor from another world, dead or alive? What kind of catastrophe will this father and son who have a deep connection with the foreign world perform for a hundred years?
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