Chapter 663 Brother Wang Zai is really a confidant, the third reincarnation single-player mission
"The assassins of Bu Renlou are attacking. How can it be that such an inferior being dares to test me even if I don't have the Nine Apertures?" Wang Teng's expression remained unchanged, his pure soul reflected in all directions, the wind whimpered, and his true energy roared.
Under the night, it seems quiet, but in fact murderous intentions are hidden everywhere,
Oops! In an instant, a glimmer of light appeared and passed through the courtyard. It was as powerful as a prairie fire. It bypassed Wang Teng and slashed directly at the Taoist priests who were rushing towards them.
Wang Teng stepped forward to fight, and in a moment he twisted up, his five fingers were attached with silver-white zhenqi, and rippled with layers of light. He directly grabbed it across the air, trying to capture that glimmer of light and bring out the person behind the scenes.
Bang!
At this moment, a green and black iron rod as thick as an ordinary person's thigh swept over, and the fishy wind hit his nostrils, like a hungry tiger roaring in the forest. It swooped down from the sky and intercepted Wang Teng's big hand surrounded by zhenqi.
With one blow, a strong wind blew up, sweeping like a violent wind, raging in all directions. The land with a radius of fifty feet instantly turned into a scene of violent winds rolling back and raging. The ground was lifted up and the huts collapsed.
bass!
It was too fast. Wang Teng got up, turned around and put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist. There was a sound of metal friction. It was the sound of the long knife being unsheathed inch by inch, and an extremely powerful knife was emitted.
potential
Zheng!
The light of the sword flashed, and the Six Aohan Techniques were faster than lightning. Together with the Black Emperor's Essence of Overcoming All Things, it covered dozens of feet of void, and even the sky was distorted and wrinkled. The power of this sword was soft and cold, like a cold abyss, with a sense of extreme Yin.
The extremely cold Qi machine, with three feet of ice crystal on the tip of the knife, can seal all things
Under the force of the knife, the vacuum cracked open, and a long and narrow knife mark opened silently.
The assassin who intercepted felt trembling in his heart. Under the true intention of this swordsmanship, both his blood and internal energy became stagnant. His spirit was also greatly oppressed, and his movements were suddenly slowed down.
As if deep in an extremely cold abyss, every move feels a little powerless
"How could this happen?!" He was horrified in his heart. Even though he was proud of his cultivation, he could not withstand this strange change in the sword's power. Could it be that this man had already used a killing move on location?
Phew! At the moment of crisis, the light that had been thrown at Taoist Huang Tingguan suddenly became huge and turned into a large pestle that moved sideways. It was like a black tortoise hitting a mountain, shaking the whole world, and it shook the whole city fifty feet away.
Writhing up
"A gold-level assassin with all nine orifices open?"
Wang Teng's eyes suddenly burst out with a terrifying beam of light. This beam penetrated the vacuum and revealed a will that was far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Especially the deep and majestic aura emanating from it made that mental power incomparable.
Condensate
Tsk!
The vacuum was like cracking silk, and three feet of ice crystals surrounded the blade, piercing it directly. The blade even scratched the big pestle, and a series of fine sparks burst out.
Wang Teng exerted force on his wrist, held the sword with a big pestle, and made a peak with the palm of his other hand. It was not as domineering as imagined, and there was no fireworks at all. It was just a palm strike, and you could clearly see its trajectory. It seemed slow, but it was
It almost reached an extreme point, almost in the flash of lightning, it landed on the tail of the big pestle.
The place where the true energy is most condensed.
Bang!
The gold-level assassin suddenly changed his expression. He only felt a towering force, accompanied by an unimaginable blade edge, which instantly shattered his energy fluctuations. He groaned and plowed the ground with both feet.
, retreated a full ten feet away, leaving a path of flying dirt.
The assassin with the green and black long stick said nothing, and silently approached again. At the same time, spiritual fluctuations were transmitted from the center of his eyebrows. This was a master who had perfected the Nine Apertures and cultivated the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows!
Hula! The force of the stick was fierce and the will was ferocious. It turned out to be a scene of a ferocious tiger descending from the mountain, grabbing corpses and waving its claws.
"How dare you try your best even if you are a small skill!" Wang Teng shouted loudly, exhaling like thunder, and all his seven orifices moved together. The inner world immediately became powerful, and bursts of silver-white waves came out from every pore in his body. At this moment, his whole body was as if cast from jade.
Cheng, exuding a majestic and supreme majesty
His movements were extremely slow and the charm was long, and the sound of the dancing sword was even more ethereal, like falling from the sky.
The Qing Emperor destroyed Changsheng!
The years are like lightning, falling from the sky.
The trajectory of this knife is mysterious and cannot be described in words. Without any sound, the strength of the knife seems to have disappeared, and the surrounding airflow has not changed. However, the two gold-level assassins with nine orifices feel that their vitality is disappearing, and they are throwing towards the deep purple mouth.
long knife
The vitality of fallen leaves disappears, the vitality of the courtyard disappears. My own vitality disappears too!
If life is cut off, what's the difference between hiding and not hiding?
Poof! Under this sword, any spiritual will or tiger descending from the mountain are all false. Their vitality has been deprived, and even their vitality and spirit are weakening. It is as if a sword of God's will has been cut off, and even the origin has been cut off!
The sound of flesh-piercing sound sounded, blood flowers suddenly appeared, and with a slash of the knife, the assassin's head flew out. Wang Teng stepped on Tai Chi and turned his body over. The long knife once again drew a bright trajectory and swung away.
Dachu
He clenched the five fingers of his left hand into a fist and rushed straight to the door. With a muffled sound, he directly smashed the bridge of the assassin's nose. Tears flowed across his face. He then raised his palms together like a knife and went down to crush his throat.
Bang! Two corpses fell down, and the blood soaked into the soil, showing a dark red color, cold and deep.
"The five Burenlou assassins, including two with all nine orifices opened, were all killed by the Emperor's Sword alone!"
"That sword strike just now was so sharp that it almost sucked a person's soul away. It should be one of the five killing moves."
"This Burenlou is a bit too arrogant. Fortunately, it still abides by some rules and never causes trouble inside the city. It only causes trouble outside the city."
"Haha, the Wang family's children were attacked and killed a few days ago, and today even Taoist Master Qingyu of the Five Directions Emperor Sword was attacked and killed. Could it be that there is something shady happening in Maoling, and we need Burenlou to drive it away!"
Outside Huang Tingguan, the nearby wealthy people who were alarmed all spoke out and were amazed. The sword strike just now was so shocking that even they were immersed in it, showing that they were deprived of life, which shows his domineering power.
Wang Teng sheathed his sword and remained silent. He briefly glanced at the corpses on the ground. Taoist priest Huang Tingguan behind him immediately understood and came forward to clean up the corpses and cut off the heads of the five Burenlou assassins.
Although Taoist Priest Qingyu didn't say it, the bounty for the assassins of Burenlou was quite large. They went to exchange it and handed it over to the Taoist Priest. It was unmistakable.
"Two assassins with all nine orifices have mastered the Ancestral Aperture between the Eyebrows; but if they really want to kill me, wouldn't it be better to send out a few masters who are half-step outside?"
For Wang Teng, he will not laugh at anything that is unreasonable or stupid. Instead, he will first think about why it is unreasonable and whether there is an inevitable reason behind it.
Perhaps due to some reason, he couldn't make too much noise and wanted him to disappear normally without making people suspicious, so he didn't do anything or ambush, because this would arouse other people's vigilance and attention.
Another reason is that the other party did not want to kill him, but wanted to drive him away and retreat when faced with difficulties, so that he could leave Maoling, a place with turbulent undercurrents.
However, no matter which one it is, it clearly shows that there is a problem here.
"It's interesting. In this muddy water, no one wants to get involved with the Xuantian Sect, but someone else is taking advantage of the situation to drag me into the water. There is really an undercurrent in this Maoling."
After a while, Wang Teng chuckled, "No matter what he does, all nine orifices will open and he will be killed with one knife."
Monsters and monsters only dare to wander around in dark corners. If they really jump out, they are seeking death.
The night is deep, silvery flowers are like waves, gradually covering Huang Tingguan, and the bloody smell dissipates, as if it had never happened.
The next day, in Maoling City, the wine shop was bustling with excitement.
A group of men were discussing the recent turmoil, and they were all red-faced.
Just in front of the hall, a man with long and narrow arms, who seemed to be practicing Tongjiquan, hurried in and sat next to his companion. He excitedly but deliberately lowered his voice and said: "Have you heard? Last night, the Five Directions Emperor Sword
We had a battle with the Jin-level Nine-Aperture Assassin from Buren Tower in Huangtinguan!"
His companion, who was dressed as an escort, laughed and said: "I know more about it than you do. The chief escort heard the news last night and rushed to the Huangting Palace to have a look. Two assassins with all their nine orifices were all beaten.
Cut them all off."
Having said this, his expression calmed down, and Damajingao sat down and drank a glass of wine. He didn't know whether his expression was envy, frustration, or looking up at him and said, "It's not like a fight, it's comparable to connecting the power of heaven and earth."
The master destroyed it, the winds and clouds surged, and it plundered the vitality. The earth cracked, the trees broke, the grass flew away, and the houses collapsed, which is far beyond the ordinary enlightened warriors."
His tone was a little sleepy, as if the description of his master was so shocking that it was unimaginable.
"Is this so scary?"
"How could this happen!"
The man with long hands and long legs and another companion exclaimed in unison, full of disbelief.
But immediately, they sighed heavily in their hearts. What can these direct disciples from the martial arts sect not do? It is not difficult for them to kill seven orifices and nine orifices.
In fact, many celebrities have concluded that if the current Emperor Sword really uses his hands, he can probably kill half a step outside! He can compete with the top ten on the list!
Huangting Temple is located in the east outside the city. It is bathed in the morning light and the cold moon, and is pure and elegant.
Wang Teng lived in the guest house, and when Wang Zai, Shouzheng Sword, opened the door under the guidance of the Taoist Zhike, he happened to see him with his back turned to him, facing the Emperor of Heaven, neither worshiping nor respecting, as if they were equal beings.
He was wearing a green Taoist robe and a purple crown on his head, and his movements were meticulous. He was not like a young man, but like an elder who had half his body buried by the years, and he also showed concentration.
Youdao means that the Taoist robe is naturally surrounded by mist, and the sleeves of the feather coat are fluttering in the wind.
In Wang Zai's view, today's Qingyu Taoist is just like this, with an unspeakable aura of aloofness.
"As I thought, the Taoist priest is not a problem for mere shady monsters and monsters. My uncle also asked me to come and visit, so it seems that I have some clues." Wang Zai bowed his hand in a manner that was thoughtful and well-mannered.
"That's fine. I'll investigate clearly when the time comes. I'll ask Brother Wang Zai to let me know." Wang Teng looked back with a smile on his face, as if he had returned to the earth from the nine heavens and merged into the world of mortals, making it difficult to distinguish him.
When Wang Zai heard this, he did not doubt that he was there. He nodded and said, "That's natural. In recent days, Taoist master's skills have become more and more profound. In a few days, he will probably be in the top ten of the list. I would like to congratulate you first."
After saying that, he also laughed. He had gained a lot from the battle in the city, and he was ready to challenge the top twenty masters in a while.
"It's just a small gain. I figured out one sword move. The sword skills practiced by Pindao are the five directions and five emperor swords recorded in the "Jade Book of the Emperor of Heaven". There are five styles in total. They can be refined into thousands of sword moves.
, it moves according to your heart and has no fixed shape.”
Wang Teng raised his five fingers together like a knife. As he spoke, his aura gradually increased. He looked down at the people with dignity and majesty, and the surrounding void swayed slightly, as if he was worshiping the Lord.
In ancient times, there were the Qing Emperor, the East Prince, the Gold Emperor, the Queen Mother of the West, the Black Emperor, Zhenwu, and the Fire Emperor, Phoenix Xi. They were both known in the world. Together with the Central Heavenly Emperor, they formed the Five Directions and Five Emperors. However, they were all inferior to the Heavenly Emperor, so there was the Heavenly Emperor.
Suppress the ancient theory.
Among them, Fire Emperor Feng Xi is the demon saint. When the heaven falls into dust, the nine heavens disappear, the emperor of heaven falls, and the other three emperors either disappear or pass away, then they reach the peak and the demons chaos the earth.
I saw his sword rising slowly, with clumsy movements, revealing a deep and majestic momentum, which seemed to have touched the time, leaving mottled and full of charm.
A flick of the knife's light suddenly shines, and the dead die like a tiger!
Stab! The sky was torn apart, and the light of the sword was like eternity, leaving a deep mark that became more profound as time passed and never faded away.
"Life is quick and death is quick. Life is just a fleeting moment. In an instant, endless youth is born, and the whole life is splendid. A good sword, a good intention, and a good world. The Taoist priest's sword can be ranked among all." Wang Zai sighed, this sword.
The integration of many changes makes it even more terrifying than fighting him that day.
He comes from the royal family of Zhou County, so he naturally has broad knowledge and rich economics. He can comment on every move and is highly praised by many people.
"The doors are open, the sky is open, and I am riding a flying dragon in my feathered coat!" Wang Teng laughed loudly after hearing this. This Wang Zai is really just as the little bald man said, he is a wonderful man, and he is also the best audience and passerby.
At three o'clock in the morning, the two of them chatted for a while in Huangtingguan, and Wang Zai said goodbye and left. He also revealed some hidden news in his words, but the real big disturbance may not break out until next year.
"The thatched cottage in Dongyang, the Mansion of God, and the destiny are also calamities."
After closing his eyes for a moment, Wang Teng suddenly heard a grand and solemn voice in his mind:
【The third reincarnation begins!】
[This mission is a solo mission for each member of the team.]
The autumn moon is like ice, the wilderness is lonely, and the distant howling of wolves can be heard, giving a chill that penetrates the bone marrow.
Wang Teng opened his eyes and suddenly stood on a winding mountain road. At the end was a cliff and a peak. There was no way forward. The surroundings were silent and dark, and there was no fire in sight.
It was a scene of barren mountains and ridges, but Wang Teng's eyes were slightly focused, staring at the cliff.
I saw a middle-aged man wearing green armor sitting on the cliff. He opened his mouth to breathe, and the air collapsed, gathered in his mouth, and then breathed out. This cycle continued, and the airflow in the entire peak became disordered.
Like a giant elephant roaring, it shook hundreds of feet
"The human race... actually exists in this wilderness."
[The main mission is triggered, ‘Road to Survival’: get rid of the immediate predicament, find a place where humans gather, protect the migration of living beings, complete the reward of 250 good deeds, and the corresponding good deeds will be deducted if failed. 】
[The side mission is triggered, ‘Killing a living thing also kills a karma’: Killing the demon clan leader will reward you with thirty good deeds, killing the demon centurion will reward you with one hundred meritorious deeds, and there will be no punishment for failure.]