Moreover, the top level of strength is even more terrifying. There is Ling Tianqing, the Qingjun of the seventh level of the Heavenly King, all the first-rank officials are the Earth Kings, and there are countless General Tongxuan, large and small, as well as the four Heavenly Kings from each family in the Tianyu Kingdom.
If you add them all together, not to mention the kings of earth, there are six heavenly kings alone. This does not include some old guys who are hiding, making it beyond the reach of Miao country. It is also because of this that the water inside is much deeper and mixed with water.
Too many were conflicts of interest, but fortunately Qingjun was strong enough to suppress them with one hand.
As time went by, the Imperial Master of Miao State flew to the top of the competition ground, where a big black bell hung. Under the gaze of everyone, the Imperial Master grabbed the bell as big as a man with one hand, as easily as if he were holding a small wooden stick.
He hit the big black clock.
The moment the wooden stick touched the big bell, the loud and crisp sound of the bell instantly resounded throughout the competition field, and at the same time, a circle of golden lines appeared from the impact point and gradually spread throughout the whole big bell.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The imperial master grabbed the bell and knocked it three times. The sound of the bell passed through everyone's body, as if the whole body including the bones had been washed. It was very magical.
What's even more amazing is that after Master Miao finished ringing three times, the original black bell was covered with golden lines, emitting a layer of golden light that enveloped the entire battle arena and separated it from the spectator seats. This was to prevent fluctuations in the battle.
Arrive at the spectator seats.
"Haha, is it useful? Youguo's ancestral weapon is here to protect us. I wonder if the wind will blow on me during the fight."
"The golden dust clock of the Miao Kingdom. It is rumored that it was made by the first generation monarch, but its ability is mediocre."
Some people didn't care about the looks of the people around them and said sarcastically. The Miao people looked ugly after hearing this, but they didn't dare to say anything because they would be outnumbered. The Miao people were short-tempered, so they suppressed it.
The monarch of Miao Kingdom is the King of Heaven. How could he not know what is happening around him? He raised his eyes and sent a message to the Imperial Master. After receiving the message, the Imperial Master's eyes flashed with light. He then grabbed the bell and struck it hard again.
On the big clock.
"Boom!"
This time the collision was not just a sound, the golden sound waves turned into substance and spread around. Master Miao then hit the big golden bell with the pestle again and again.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The layer upon layer of sound waves became stronger and stronger, so strong that the profound energy between heaven and earth was torn to pieces, but for some reason the audience was fine. Seeing this scene, they suddenly woke up. Although Miao Country is a small country, it is also a country with a king sitting at its head.
A place where they can be arrogant.
The sound waves became stronger and stronger, until they rolled like ocean waves in the competition arena. There were beads of sweat on the forehead of Master Miao Guo. It seemed that the bell-ringing was not just as simple as banging the bell.
"Look at them!"
Some people exclaimed, and saw a faint golden light appearing on the Miao people present. Under the influence of this golden light, their profound energy fluctuations increased by one level. Po Zhonglou and others looked at the weapons in their hands.
Guang's face was shocked and confused. They didn't even know that the Golden Dust Bell had such a function.
"My profound energy is being tempered."
Some Miao people murmured, and the bells were still lingering in their ears, getting more and more intense, as if the war was about to make people excited. I believe that as long as Miao Ning gives the order, all the Miao people present will become the bravest.
The soldiers went to the battlefield without any fear!
The second prince of Tianyu Kingdom looked at the imperial master who was struggling to hit the big bell with his head, and there was a look of surprise on his face, and he said: "I seem to know why those people want to attack Miao Kingdom. As long as this bell and Gongjue are there, who can
Can compete with such a large army."
Miao Ning and the three kings closed their eyes and listened to the bell, as if they had returned to the frivolity of their youth, with blood rushing through their bodies, and they dared to fight even the most powerful enemy.
Imperial Master Miao was bumped a total of one hundred and eight times. When he stopped, the clothes on his body were already wet. Then he flew back to Miao Ning's side, standing like a gun.
It was at this time that Miao Ning opened his mouth and said: "The Miao Kingdom Competition begins!"
Miao Ning's voice resounded throughout the arena. His three children looked back at their father, feeling respect for them for the first time. Especially Miao Yanli. She felt that he was particularly strange and no longer the same as before.
Indifferent and a little more emotional.
Ling Feng looked at the arena below, patted the non-existent dust on his body, and then slowly started running his skills to keep his body at its peak level. This was his last battle here, and he would also encounter
A truly evenly matched opponent, Zhao Changming!
Miao He stood up from his seat. In order to ensure the fairness of the competition, the duel was not decided by the audience, but by the audience. He threw twelve signs in his hand, and the people on the audience stage shot mysterious
The air blast hit it, and two of the pieces shattered instantly. A golden name appeared in the air, and it turned out to be.
"Zhao Changming, destroy the heavy building!"
The competition ground was silent for a moment. I didn't expect it to be such a comedy. The strongest candidate for the championship was about to take action in the first round, and then it became noisy. Pojun Houfu sighed heavily on his face. Of course he
Knowing what his son's strength is, although he has created the Heart Technique, it is only the fifth level of Naxuan.
Zhao Changming didn't expect that he was chosen. He raised his eyebrows, then jumped down from the hundred-meter-high wall with his long sword on his back, and made no sound when he landed on the floor tiles.
Po Zhonglou was much more high-profile. He hit the ring with his whole body and looked at Zhao Changming with a heavy face. Then layers of tower walls began to appear on his body. There were some changes from the last time. They turned black and looked even more...
Thick.
"You've become stronger."
Zhao Changming praised, and at the same time stretched out his arm. In the eyes of everyone, that arm seemed to turn into a sword instantly. This posture made Po Zhonglou feel helpless: "In the past, you at least used a sword, but now I have become stronger.
Now, you don’t even use a sword, should I be happy?”
Zhao Changming thought for a while and said, "Well, I've hit you, right?" Then he walked towards Po Chong Building. Po Chong Building majored in defense and it was impossible to take the initiative to attack. As long as Zhao Changming broke his defense, it was equivalent to winning.
,The sharpest sword versus the strongest shield!
Looking at Zhao Changming walking towards him, there was a rare nervousness on Po Chonglou's face. The profound energy in the spiritual palace was integrated into the nine-story tower without any money, and the rest was used to maintain the operation of Gongjue Zhanjue.
"Is he the legendary figure of the Sword Sect in the Central Region?"
"What he holds in his hand must be the will of the sword. It is only a matter of time before he reaches Tongxuan. He is worthy of being from there."
Some people clicked their tongues and said in surprise, paying close attention to this rare figure. In front of the overlord-level sect, if the words were harsh, even if Zhao Changming scolded them all under the ring, no one in the whole family would dare to resist, so they could only swallow it.
Ling Feng became even more serious. He was even more surprised when he saw Zhao Changming's ever-increasing sword intent. Will is a very magical thing. People who don't know can't see or touch it, but those who know can use it.
Transformed into a physical object, just like Zhao Changming at this moment.
White light gradually appeared on his hand, and when he was only a few hundred meters away from Po Chong Building, he started running. Then Zhao Changming became faster and faster, until it turned into a real sword, and in everyone's eyes
While watching, he stabbed Po Zhonglou.
"Jiuzhong Town!"
Po Zhonglou only felt his eyes blurred, as if a strong light was shining on his eyes. Then he reacted instantly. Layers of nine-layer black towers appeared above his head and kept falling, covering him layer by layer. At this time, it was no longer an illusion.
Not black, but as black as ink.
"When a sword is broken, a bright light emerges."
Zhao Changming rushed to the black tower and shouted coldly, and the "sword" finally fell, and at the same time the whole person disappeared. No one could see his figure clearly, only a line of white light gradually surrounded the tower and emerged at the same time.
The harsh sound is a friction sound, like a sword blade scratching on metal, which makes people's ears very uncomfortable.
But now no one pays attention to these. They just look at Zhao Changming, who is so fast that he can't even see his shadow. Not only his arms, but his whole body seems to have turned into a sword. In just ten seconds, when Zhao Changming appears in front of everyone again
Everyone was a little confused when they were in front of him.
I saw Zhao Changming facing Po Chong Tower. The nine-story demon tower did not change at all. It seemed that Zhao Changming's attack was blocked by Po Chong Tower, but even so, there was no expression on his face, and then he turned around at this moment.
White light suddenly bloomed from the ten-meter-high black nine-story tower, bursting out from the neat sword mouths, then shattering like a mirror, falling to the ground, turning into nothingness and disappearing.
The broken building wrapped in it was revealed, and he was seen staring blankly at his hands. When he raised his head, everyone present took a breath of air, and saw that on his face and exposed skin, there were dense and crisscrossed structures.
Red blood overflowed from the sword wound.
But because the wounds were too dense, he soon turned into a bloody man. Zhao Changming did not look back, because since he could control the attack, he must know what happened next.
"I accept it."
Po Zhonglou looked at Zhao Changming's back and said, he looked miserable, but they were all just flesh wounds, but this was under Zhao Changming's precise control, otherwise he would have been cut into a puddle of flesh at this moment.
"You are born unchanged, and the path you take is also different. Work hard to pursue it, and it will get better."
Zhao Changming said a philosophy of life without looking back. He kicked off the wall with his back foot. After a few jumps, he climbed up the high wall and sat on his chair again. Surrounded by people who were so surprised that their jaws dropped, they looked at
Zhao Changming couldn't help but wonder if this could still be called a human being.
Even the second prince of Tianyu Kingdom looked shocked. He was a prince of Tianyu Kingdom, and his realm had reached the same level as Zhao Changming, the seventh level of Naxuan.
But Ling Huang hadn't realized the existence of intention yet. He had always thought that he needed to reach the shackles of the ninth level of Naxuan's impact before he could sense intention. But after seeing Zhao Changming's move, he realized that he had thought wrong.