On one page, Wang Xianzhi saw that he had destroyed his fire and water move with a sword, and asked: "What is the name of this move?"
"Three feet." Wang Xianzhi replied simply.
People all over the world use the three-foot green edge as a metaphor for a long sword. His sword move is called "three feet". Excellent swordsmanship always emphasizes the meaning rather than the technique, and the profound meaning of the three feet is naturally in the three feet. If Xu Fengnian was injured in order to
Even lighter, if you pull out the three-foot thunder and lightning, you will naturally not know the mystery. But even if you understand the meaning of the three-foot sword, what can you do? Wang Xianzhi
Even if he is just a swordsman, he has as many as four hands with sword moves no less than three feet high. The reason why he chose this move is that since Xu Fengnian injured himself with a knife, he must retaliate, even if the wound is as big as the other.
, must be exactly the same. As for the other four immortal swords, Wang Xianzhi’s original intention of using the sword is to kill a thousand knights with one sword, and the temple is like nothing to me.
Wang Xianzhi came from a humble background, and in those troubled times of the Spring and Autumn Period when only family status was valued, it was her true rise to prominence.
First I practiced martial arts, and then by chance, I switched to sword practice in the middle. When the sword generated sword energy, the ecstasy I felt at that time is still fresh in my memory no matter how many years have passed. After that, step by step, I stood at the pinnacle of martial arts, overlooking the wind in the world.
But when you look around, no one is standing shoulder to shoulder, and there are not many things worth remembering.
"Good name." After praising the book, he asked, "This is the last move. After this move, the winner will be decided. Before that, what else does King City Lord have to say?"
Wang Xianzhi seemed to be reminiscing, and even summed up, saying: "I am sitting in the East China Sea. During my lifetime, has there ever been a brave warrior like Liu Songtao who brought trouble to the world? The imperial court is powerful, with iron armor and cavalry galloping, and the common people are unarmed. The world will rise and fall.
Okay, those who died the most were just these innocent people. I don’t want to think about these people’s fate.
I don’t want everyone to be able to deal with the oppression of the government in the peaceful and prosperous times, and the plundering of soldiers and bandits in the troubled times. I just hope that more people can take a step forward when they are desperate, or even before they die, instead of just
Being able to kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy. Wang Xianzhi doesn’t ask for much, it’s just a step to give to the people of the world.”
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"Brahma admires the King's City Lord's willingness to be the guardian of this world." After a one-page book expressed heartfelt praise to Wang Xianzhi, he sighed: "Unfortunately, you and I have different positions, and the situation has evolved to the current situation of life and death."
As the two of them were talking, the wounds on their bodies closed tightly, and new shoots sprouted from the flesh. The bones were no longer as deep as before, which was shocking.
Wang Xianzhi said calmly: "I have lived for too long and have seen too much. Usually I have nothing to say to anyone. Today, I have so much to say to you, the embodiment of a noble stomach. Come to think of it, even I have nothing to say.
The outcome cannot be determined. How many years have passed since Li Chungang?
, finally made me experience this feeling again, this feeling of fighting for life and death. After I reached the top, you were the first person to push me to this point. After this move, if you fail,
Let you die in peace; if I fail, it will be clear to me."
"Why does the King of City Lord need to cultivate himself? Why bother?"
Wang Xianzhi waved his hand and said: "I know what you mean by this. It's just that in this world, whoever has the biggest fist will listen to whoever has it. This is why I can tell you so much. If it weren't for your strength
"Excellent, I'm afraid both that boy and you will die under my fist."
Hearing this, Yi Yishu laughed and said: "Ha, I'm not sure myself, but Xu Fengnian will not die so easily. If you have a way, it will harm you for a thousand years."
When Wang Xianzhi heard this, he also laughed along with the book.
After the laughter, Wang Xianzhi said calmly: "Okay, I've laughed enough, and I've finished talking. Next, who deserves to die more, the truth will soon be revealed."
A neatly written page reads, "Neither you nor I can retreat, we can only move forward."
"Then there will be no regrets."
"Life, victory, defeat, and death all depend on this move."
Wang Xianzhi took a breath, and her silvery white hair instantly turned black and blue. She was originally a burly old man, but now he looked like a man in his prime.
His momentum continued to increase, condensing the strongest punch in martial arts in his life.
The earth shakes the sky, and the mountains and rivers are turbulent.
Sitting cross-legged on a page of books, the Holy Yuan was transported again and floated into the air. The relics on the head turned into the color of glass again, the Buddha beads were flying, and the Holy Flower was dazzling, dyeing half of the sky.
Pushing the skill to the limit, the power of Lihuo and Xuanbing gathered in both palms, and the old tricks of subduing demons and exterminating evils reappeared in the world of mortals.
The relics on his head flew away, reappearing the appearance of gods, humans and gods, and all directions responded in an instant.
His hair is three thousand feet long, and his merits are condensed and turned into a golden wheel after his death.
"Two lotuses purify the world and drive away thousands of demons"
The two people's skills have reached their limit, and the towering gate of heaven, inspired by this, actually reappears in the world.
Between the sea of clouds, the cloud beast is in the middle, and the four seals rotate under it.
Even though he was inspired by heavenly beings, the repaired Tianmen was still under pressure and unable to open.
"Drink~"
"Ah~"
A deep cry, the last move, the final move. The ultimate fight, the heaven and the earth were silent, the eight wastelands were shattered, and all that was left was extinct.
The double lotus move penetrated Wang Xianzhi's body and came out, dividing the battle between victory and defeat.
A drop of Buddha's blood falls on the dust, and a golden lotus appears.
Wang Xianzhi closed his eyes, and with a shocking explosion, the former number one in the world exploded and died, leaving no trace of his body.
But he saw that the Qi machines scattered everywhere gathered together and condensed into a new Wang Xianzhi.
There was no surprise in the one-page book. He asked Wang Xianzhi, who was gathered in Xingsan Shenzhi: "Wang City Lord, do you want to fight again?"
Wang Xianzhi opened his eyes, shook his head and said, "No need."
Looking at the sealed Tianmen, the two heavenly pillars covered with golden ancient seal characters were dulled by the weight of the five seals.
Wang Xianzhi looked at Tianmen from a distance for a while and said with a smile: "It's boring."
He turned around, looked to the east, and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Huding, I will fight the tide for ten years."
Then, he turned his gaze to the north and said calmly: "Yu Groom, you go to the Arctic Icefield."
Finally, Wang Xianzhi stared at the shepherd boy who stumbled a mile away, and smiled, "I have some chance with you."
Wang Xianzhi's disciple Lou Huang arrived one step late and firmly held the hilt of the Bodhisattva Man Sword, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.
Lou Huang took off the scabbard of his sword, knelt on his knees, inserted the ancient sword at his side, kowtowed heavily, and choked with sobs: "Disciple Lou Huang, I would like to send you my master."
Wang Xianzhi finally looked at this apprentice and ordered: "When my master's soul is gone, you don't need to take revenge. I will bury my master's bones on the top of Kunlun Mountain."
Lou Huang's face was buried in the rough sand and he made no sound.
Wang Xianzhi didn't care about this disciple's arrogance, and turned to look at the one-page book that looked like a god, "One-page book, you win. The number one in the world is yours. I just don't know how far you can go?
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A page of the book replied: "Everyone's opportunity is different, so you can't force it. But before that, Brahma still has one matter that needs to be settled."