"Senior brother." Xin Mengqi called out softly and advised: "Don't blame the master. Ye Jiu and the master had enmity back then. Now he has a higher status than the master. He deliberately puts pressure on the master and there is nothing the master can do. The master regrets it now.
Too late."
"I know." Jing Hao said without raising his head.
"Senior brother, are you planning to go to the Wolf Constellation?" Xin Mengqi asked.
"Yeah." Jing Hao said while cleaning up: "I'm going to persuade Tang Tian to hand over the Anhao sword."
Xin Mengqi chuckled lightly: "Senior brother, when you lie, your tone will be unnatural." She immediately said softly: "No matter what senior brother does, Mengqi supports him. In Mengqi's heart, senior brother is the most upright person in the world.
"
Jing Hao was moved in his heart. He raised his head and looked at the gentle and quiet Junior Sister, who was standing tall and graceful. Unspeakable emotions welled up in his heart, but his words turned into: "Junior Sister, I'm sorry..."
"Brother, why are you saying sorry?"
Very, senior brother, are you prepared for any danger?"
Jing Hao shook his head: "I know Brother Tang, he will never hand over Anhao Sword. The other four are very close to him, and they are afraid that they will also fall out with Wuhui. A battle with Ye Chaoge is inevitable.
"Master did something wrong in this matter. He is my master, so I naturally cannot blame him. But since it is the master's fault, as a disciple, I am also responsible."
Xin Mengqi's eyebrows were a little worried: "Brother, be careful."
"Haha!" Jing Hao smiled freely, and the depression between his brows these days was wiped away, and he said with great pride, "Junior sister, don't worry. Your senior brother is not the Jing Hao he used to be!"
"Could it be..." Xin Mengqi's eyes lit up, unable to conceal her surprise.
"Yeah, I finally got it done." Jing Hao was filled with emotion: "I'm looking forward to Ye Chaoge being my first opponent."
"Senior brother, come on!" Xin Mengqi raised her little fist with an encouraging smile on her face: "If senior brother encounters difficulties one day, don't forget about junior sister, this little traitor! I am senior brother's little traitor!"
Jing Hao looked at his junior sister's thin shoulders, her face full of sincerity and concern, and he was a little crazy.
He suddenly took a step forward, opened his arms, and hugged his junior sister.
Xin Mengqi was stunned. Her whole body was stiff and disobedient. When the scene she had fantasized about many times actually appeared, her mind went blank.
The body of the girl in his arms was stiff, and the girl's fragrance and warmth made Jing Hao feel inexplicably sad. The junior sister also knew that this farewell might last for many years. Once he fights Ye Chaoge, he and Wu Hui will undoubtedly be at loggerheads.
.
"Junior sister, take care!"
With a gentle hug, he let go of his junior sister, suppressed the parting emotions in his heart, and said with a smile: "I'm leaving!"
He walked away resolutely.
When his back disappeared, the girl who stood frozen suddenly burst into tears.
The soldier returns to the new barracks.
The recruit camp without Tang Tian is always a bit cold. I don't know what happened to that guy...
Bing thought blankly, he didn't know whether his decision was right or wrong. Thinking that if Tang Tian died in the suicide room, he would also disappear.
On the one hand, he felt that he was not wrong. Tang Tian's potential was greater than he imagined.
He brought most of the drawings of the No. 07 Barracks, and he wanted Sai Lei to see which ones could still be repaired. He didn't want to wait for the results. With the No. 07 Barracks, he could do a lot more things. He was confused.
For a general who survived the war, such difficulties were far from enough to shake him.
He calmly improved his methods.
The cost of this special death training was quite staggering. The secret treasures used were all purchased at high prices.
From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Feng Chou floating in the air. After thinking about it, he stopped and said, "Feng Chou, do you still want to fight?"
Feng Chou said subconsciously: "Of course I do."
He reacted immediately, his eyes widened suddenly, and he asked in disbelief: "Can you let me continue fighting?"
"Another kind of battle." Bing said calmly: "You can swallow the martial soul, and you will become a soul warrior, like Tang Yi. But you will inherit some of your own characteristics, such as your sword skills. If you
If your will is strong enough, of course, it is possible that you will fail, and then you will have nothing left. You can think about it."
"No need to think about it." Feng Chou shook his head and said decisively: "I am willing! As long as I can fight, I have nothing else to ask for."
"You'd better think about it seriously," Bing advised.
"No need to think about it." Feng Chou shook his head: "Only fighting is meaningful to me."
Bing stopped trying to persuade him and nodded: "Well, when I come back, I will prepare your affairs."
"Okay!" Feng Chou responded.
The suicide room is an endless open space.
Tang Tian was breathing heavily, and in front of him, the guy who looked exactly like him was also breathing heavily.
It’s so difficult!
Sweat slid down Tang Tian's cheeks, and his breath was as heavy as an ox. He finally realized how painful it was to fight with himself. He had it, he knew it, and the other party also knew it. Even these days,
He has made progress, but the other party is also making progress.
In the three days of fighting, Tang Tian didn't get the slightest advantage.
How to win?
Before he could think about it, the opponent came over to attack him.
"His" character is exactly the same as Tang Tian, tenacious, unyielding, tireless, likes to take the initiative to attack, and likes a desperate style of play.
Tang Tian had no choice but to stop thinking and gritted his teeth to face him. He had to be very alert and use all his strength to resist "Tang Tian's" fierce attack.
The exact same fire sickle and ghost claws, the exact same fire light, like two fire dragons baring their teeth and claws, colliding hard together.
The sound of fierce and dense sparks bursting could be heard endlessly, and the two figures were separated at the first touch, and then collided fiercely together again.
The flaw in Tang Tian's Fire Sickle Ghost Claw is much smaller than before. The "Tang Tian" opposite also has the Eyes of the Peacock King. Any slight flaw will be found immediately.
Both sides are constantly finding the other's flaws and constantly reducing their own.
Both parties are very familiar with each other.
What made Tang Tian feel depressed was that he tried to activate his red eyes, but the red eyes seemed to be ineffective. No matter how hard he tried, it never looked like last time.
What frightened Tang Tian even more was that "Tang Tian" on the opposite side was also desperately trying to activate his red eyes.
Once activated by the opponent, he is in danger.
hateful!
He imagined that he would be in a hard battle, but he did not expect that this battle would be so difficult.
On the fifth day, the two sides finally stopped.
All the power of him and the projection was completely consumed. For five days and five nights, there was no pause for both sides. Both sides fought with all their strength. When their real power was exhausted, they used brute force. No one was willing to take a step back.
, in the end, they were fighting like street gangsters.
what to do?
Tang Tian gasped and tried desperately to think of a solution.
I will never give up!
Amauri was speechless, his face twisted in pain, but he carried it hard. But in the end, he couldn't bear it, he groaned, and passed out. He hit wood, hammers, and ground machines in various ways.
It was still destroying his body.
When everything calmed down, Amory had lost consciousness. His bloody body glowed with an earthy yellow light, and his flesh and blood began to grow strangely.
Three hours later, Amori woke up leisurely, his body intact.
The sound of wind hitting the wood sounded again, his expression changed, a new round was about to begin again.
Bang bang bang!
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow. Amaury groaned, his face turned pale, and he blocked it forcefully.
In the future, I must pull the basics and enjoy it once...
This was Amory's last thought as he passed out again.
The ice room was as cold as the polar regions. Sitting cross-legged, Han Bingning's body had become covered with frost, like an ice sculpture. Her heartbeat was extremely slow, as if there was nothing there.
In the torrent, Liang Qiu dragged the iron ball with both hands, but he was incredibly flexible. He could hold it, wrap it around him, and shoot it like a bullet. The iron balls that came along the current were knocked away by him one by one. His face gradually became serious and solemn, and the water flow
His speed continued to increase, and his pressure increased significantly.
boom!
A fish that slipped through the net hit him on the left shoulder. His left arm went numb, he groaned, and his defense suddenly collapsed.
After a while, he struggled to climb up from the rapids.
He was lying on the edge of the water like a puddle of mud, with bloodshot eyes hanging from the corners of his mouth, bruises all over his body, and without any strength, smiling bitterly in his heart.
I really want to fall asleep like this...
Today I have to argue with the Wushu Association... Life is such a tragedy...
Still a tragedy worse than life...
After smiling bitterly, he struggled to get up and began to meditate.
In the darkness, Sima Xiangshan was covered in cuts and bruises, and his clothes were stained with blood, but he didn't care. His eyes were alert to feel even the smallest movement around him.
Suddenly, an imperceptible wave occurred on the back of his neck.
Without thinking, Sima Xiangshan's body twisted strangely, and his upper body flashed to one side like a twisted spring.
hiss.
There was a bloodstain as thin as a hair on his face, and a drop of blood gushes out from it.
Sima Xiangshan stretched out his hand to touch the blood stains, his fingers covered in blood and licked them lightly with his tongue, which made his face look strange and ferocious.
The life I want is not that easy.
Sima Xiangshan's eyes were as cold as snakes.
Ling Xu was retreating steadily. The Yinshuang Cavalry warrior in front of him had extremely heavy spears. Each shot was as fast as a shot. They were all the same spear techniques that had appeared in his dreams. They were obviously familiar, but they were only slightly different. Why was the power so amazing?
Ling Xu's spear point sea was completely unable to be used in front of the opponent's stormy spear light.
The feeling experienced personally is completely different.
It was obviously just a subtle difference, but for the first time he felt that there was nowhere to start.
Is this the real Spearhead Sea? Is the Spearhead Sea that the teacher taught me really wrong?
