Chapter Four hundred and forty-nine Wang Ba Qi is so amazing?
The Silver Snake King is an extremely conceited person.
As one of the only spiritual masters in the prairie, he hardly takes anyone in his eyes except the Nine-Headed Dragon, who is known as the "strongest man in the prairie".
From the moment he appeared, his eyes always stayed on his "old rival" Kuzuryu, and he didn't care about the escort of the trading team's convoy at all.
Therefore, when he saw a young man in white clothes with a smile on his face suddenly appeared in front of him, he could not change his mind for a moment. He just stared at the other person in a daze, but did not speak.
"Uncle, are you here to rob our motorcade?" Zhong Wen asked with a smile.
"That's right." The Silver Snake King blurted out instinctively, "Little guy, you might as well take a message to the person who can make the decision and leave the carriage and the woman behind. I can consider letting the others leave alive."
"Then are they all here to rob?" Zhong Wen asked, pointing at the other major horse bandit forces.
"If they don't come to rob, why do they come to watch the show?" The Silver Snake King gradually came back to his senses, a trace of violence flashed in his eyes, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"That's good, that's good." Zhong Wen nodded and took a deep breath and said, "Since we are all enemies, then I won't show mercy."
"Show mercy?" The Silver Snake King looked at the brazen young man in front of him and almost laughed out loud, "Little guy, are you going to take action against us?"
However, before he could finish his words, Zhong Wen suddenly took a step forward and stretched out his right hand to grab his face.
A contemptuous smile appeared on the Silver Snake King's face, and he was about to raise his snake spear to pierce the ignorant young man. Suddenly, he felt his heart beating violently, and the blood in his body flowed backwards. His whole body fell into stiffness, and he could not move for a moment.
She watched helplessly as Zhong Wen's palm got closer and closer to her.
"boom!"
The second strongest man in the grassland, the leader of the horse bandits at the level of Lingzun, was unexpectedly grabbed by Zhong Wen's face, and he was pressed hard on the grass. His whole body was embedded in the soil, and the snake spear in his hand flew out, and he jumped several times.
Zhang Zhang, thrust diagonally into the ground, the spear shaft shining with dazzling light under the sunlight.
"Boss!"
The horse bandits behind the Silver Snake King were shocked when they saw this, and they all rushed forward, trying to rescue their leader, but they felt a powerful momentum like Mount Tai descending from the sky. They were all weak and unable to move. They saw their eldest brother not far away.
Being pushed to the ground and rubbed, there was nothing I could do.
"Crack!"
Zhong Wen exerted slight force on his hands, and his lower body made a crisp sound of bone breaking.
He let go of his hand and stood up, revealing the painfully twisted face of the Silver Snake King. At this time, the horse bandit leader's eyes were bulging, his cheeks were sunken, and there were several unnatural slight bulges on the surface of his skin. His mouth and nose had long been gone.
The breath seems to be dead.
After a successful blow, Zhong Wen didn't stop, he directly pointed his toes to the ground and jumped into the air. Unexpectedly, a blue-grey sword appeared in his hand.
"Ten Thousand Swords!"
He raised the sword high above his head, and thousands of spiritual swords suddenly appeared behind him. Each spiritual sword was shining with golden light, exuding a soul-stirring and terrifying aura, like a locust plague passing through, densely filling the sky.
"No! Back away!" The one-armed swordsman felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart and turned to shout at the horse bandits behind him.
However, before the horse bandits could react, Zhong Wen already exuded an overwhelming momentum, covering all the six major forces gathered by the Silver Snake King.
The one-armed swordsman and others suddenly felt exhausted. When they wanted to move to dodge, they couldn't even lift their hands. Many people couldn't clamp their legs tightly and fell from their horses. "Plop-plop-plop" was heard all over the grassland.
The sound of falling to the ground.
This, this is!
Nine-headed dragon's eyes shot out a surprised light, obviously he did not expect that there was such a terrifying existence hidden in this convoy. Even though his team was far away and not within the range of Zhong Wen's momentum, the horse bandits under his command
But there was still an uproar, with panic on all faces.
"If you continue to do this in your next life, remember to keep your eyes open before choosing a target." Zhong Wen said lightly, and then pointed the long sword lightly in his hand, and the tens of thousands of spiritual swords behind him shot downward at the same time, turning into golden light all over the sky.
, like a meteor shower, falling hard on the heads of many horse bandits.
"ah!"
The entire prairie was suddenly filled with howls and pitiful screams. The horse thieves from the six major forces were pinned down by Zhong Wen, like living targets. They were forced to bear the terrifying power of the Holy Spirit-level spiritual skill "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect".
There was absolutely no luck, but in just a few dozen breaths, the three thousand horse bandits, including the one-armed swordsman and several other leaders, were all killed, and no one was spared.
There was silence all around. The ground was littered with corpses of horse bandits. The splattered blood dyed the grassland half red and half green, with a hint of pink in it. The breeze blew, and the three-color grass blades swayed, showing a bit of desolation.
of beauty.
Zhong Wen still holds the sword in one hand, hanging quietly in the air, the hem of his white gown fluttering in the wind, like a fairy coming to the world, making people unconsciously feel admiration and fear.
"Is this, is this still a human being?" The Tianlun guard who had previously spoken rudely to Zhong Wen had a look of disbelief on his face and kept mumbling to himself.
"It turns out that Brother Zhong Wen has been promoted to the rank of Spirit Master!" Ma Yun clenched his fists tightly, and finally relaxed his tense mind, with uncontrollable excitement in his eyes, "Such a genius is truly unheard of!"
"Such a young spiritual master is completely unreasonable!" Cao Da looked shocked. After a long while, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes and said, "Young Master, even if we cannot be friends with such a peerless genius, we must not offend him."
A look of dissatisfaction appeared on Shui Wufeng's face, and he opened his mouth to refute, but in the end, no words came out.
The scene of Zhong Wen squeezing Lingzun to death with one palm and killing three thousand horse bandits with one move was really shocking. Even though Xiao Zhengtai was a newborn calf and was young and energetic, he still felt heart palpitations and wanted to say something harsh.
It was impossible to do.
It’s this magical skill again!
Ji Weizhu's fair face showed a look of surprise again.
On Qingfeng Mountain, she had seen Lin Zhiyun use "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect", and she was deeply impressed by this magical skill at that time. Now she saw that Zhong Wen could also use it, and she was surprised and happy.
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What was surprising was that this time I finally saw the true power of "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect", which was much stronger than the holy land spiritual skills I had practiced. I don't know how a secular sect like Piaohua Palace acquired it.
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What makes me happy is that such a top-notch spiritual skill can be regarded as a unique skill no matter which force it is placed in. Zhong Wen can be taught by Lin Zhiyun, which shows that he is quite popular in Piaohua Palace, and his living environment is not bad.
Where to go.
Little did she know that the opposite was true. Lin Zhiyun's "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan" was actually related to Zhong Wexue.
At this time, Zuma was sitting cross-legged on Gamabunta's back, with colorful little Zhu on his shoulders. A pair of big bright eyes stared at Zhongwen's majestic figure like a god of war in the sky without blinking.
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The person who was most shaken was the "strongest man in the grassland" Kuzuryuu who was blocking the front of the convoy.
Even through the mask, you can feel the shake in the heart of this spiritual master.
And the thousands of horse bandits behind him were even more panicked. Many of them even turned their horses' heads, quietly left the group, and fled.
At this time, Zhong Wen, who was hanging high in the sky, finally had enough of the fun of showing off, and the shadow of a dragon appeared again beneath his feet.
Almost at the same time, his figure appeared less than a foot away from Jiuzulong. With a smile on his lips, he quietly stared at the famous leader of the horse bandits in the grassland.
The two people were facing each other at such a close distance, and neither of them spoke.
The entire grassland fell into silence again. Everyone held their breath and did not even dare to take a breath. The air seemed to be solidified. Only the neighing of the unicorn and the sound of horse hooves could be heard from time to time.
"Is it still too late for me to retreat now?" In the end, it was Kuzuryu who was the first to break the silence.
"Now that we have established a relationship, I have no intention of letting the tiger go back to the mountain." Zhong Wen said with a smile, "After all, you have the spiritual cultivation level. Although you are pitifully weak in my eyes, there is no guarantee that you will cause trouble to other people in the Chamber of Commerce one day."
"I can swear to God that I will never retaliate against you or the people around you." Kuzuryuu vowed.
"The horse bandit's oath means nothing to me." Zhong Wen shook his head and said, "Besides, killing a thousand of you is just a piece of cake and doesn't take much effort, so why not do it?"
"It seems that I am doomed." Kuzuryuu sighed and slowly raised his sword, "Come on, it is a pleasure in life to be able to fight someone like you."
"Fight? You think too highly of yourself." Zhong Wen sneered, and the tiger's body shook, releasing an unparalleled terrifying momentum, "How can there be a fight between ants and elephants?"
What kind of monster is this?
Nine-headed dragon felt that his momentum was completely suppressed by Zhong Wen. Before the fight, he already felt a suffocating feeling of difficulty breathing, and he couldn't help but be secretly frightened.
As a spiritual master, this was the first time for him to encounter such an absolute crushing force. He couldn't help but feel a sense of dissatisfaction in his heart. He was about to use up his spiritual power to fight back when his body suddenly shook and he fell from his horse. "
It hit the ground with a bang, and kept shaking and rolling, as if it was suffering great pain.
what's the situation?
Master, is it possible that my bastard spirit is so great?
Zhong Wen didn't expect this scene to happen. He couldn't help but be confused and confused. He didn't know how he could make the powerful Lingzun roll on the ground with just one look.
When the more than a thousand horse thieves saw their leader fall, they just thought that Zhong Wen had used some magical means. They could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts, and they all became restless.
"Run!"
At this time, someone shouted something, and the panicked horse bandits seemed to have received the order. They didn't care about the nine-headed dragon lying on the ground. They all turned around and fled in all directions.
In just a few dozen breaths, the thousand-strong horse bandit team ran away and only four people were left.
Zhong Wen's spiritual consciousness scanned the remaining four horse bandits surrounding the nine-headed dragon, and he was quite surprised to find that they all had the cultivation level of the Heavenly Wheel.
After a while, Jiu-headed Dragon's trembling body finally calmed down. Even with the mask on, Zhong Wen could tell from the sharp rise and fall of his chest that he was breathing heavily.
"You, the leader of the horse bandits, really deserve to be defeated." Zhong Wen let go of his aura and sighed softly, "Of a thousand subordinates, only four are willing to stay for you."
"I originally came from a wealthy family in the Fulong Empire. But because I failed in the power struggle and was expelled from the country, I gathered a team of horse bandits on the grassland. I only used each other with those thousands of subordinates, and there was no relationship at all."
Kuzuryuu said in a weak voice, "Only the four of them are my retainers, so they will ignore their own safety and stay with me to live and die together."
"What's wrong with your illness?" Zhong Wen suddenly asked.
"The root of the disease was caused during the family struggle." Kuzuryuu replied, "It recurs from time to time and cannot be cured."
"How dare you come out to rob someone with such a body?" Zhong Wen shook his head repeatedly, expressing confusion.
"Since we have pulled out such a team, I am naturally responsible for feeding them." Kuzuryuu sighed, "As a horse bandit, if you don't come out to rob, how can you drink the northwest wind?"
"You are indeed different from those horse bandits." Zhong Wen took a step forward and slowly raised his right hand, "Before you die, you might as well leave your real name."
"My real name is Qiu Tianlong." Nine-headed dragon's eyes flashed with light and he answered slowly.
"Are you from an enemy family in the Imperial Capital?"
Blue Mountain Swordsman Cao Da's expression changed and he couldn't help blurting out.?