Chapter 418: It shakes the sky and shakes the earth, and it shakes the sky!
"What, what happened?"
King Linlong was stunned, and he immediately realized that the second uncle was talking about his apprentice?
But where did he get his apprentice?
Zhang Xuanba saw his doubts and smiled slightly: "Actually, as early as decades ago, I had intended to find a legacy in the world."
"ah?"
King Linlong was even more astonished: "I've never heard you mention it..."
"It's not accurate to say it's inheritance. In fact, it's about finding a suitable master for the 'Qing Tian Shaking Earth'..."
"What?!"
Linlong King's expression suddenly changed: "You want to use 'Qingtianshasha'?!"
What is it that can move the sky and shake the earth? Others don’t know it, so why doesn’t he know it?
His second uncle used the Tao Fruit as the foundation to open the door to the Martial Saint. Later, some people came to him to seek the divine seed, but they were all declined.
As far as he knew, his second uncle's Dao Fruit could only separate two divine seeds. It was said that one of them was lost in Jade Dragon Temple...
"What a fuss."
Zhang Xuanba glared at him and then said:
"If I want to follow the immortal path, I should not keep any foreign objects. It is reasonable to find a master for it."
"you……"
Linlong King smiled bitterly.
He wanted to say why he chose to follow the human-immortal martial arts path instead of taking the broad road, but after thinking about it, he still didn't dare to say it.
He was also over 60 years old. He was beaten violently in the street, which was very humiliating.
"You do not understand."
Zhang Xuanba did not explain, and turned to look at the mountains and forests in the distance: "Why, you still want to hide it from me?"
Um?
King Linlong came to his senses and noticed something strange.
Looking up, he saw an old soldier with a gray beard leading a horse out of the shady mountain forest in the distance. He was wearing armor and carrying a bow and knife.
"Uncle Liu?"
King Linlong had excellent eyesight and recognized this old pawn as one of the Black Armored Elite Cavalry under his second uncle.
Huhu~
The wind carrying gunpowder smoke blew through the mountains and forests...
one,
two.
…
Soon, hundreds of old soldiers came out leading the horses, and there were more leading the horses behind. They lined up silently, without saying a word, but they were heavier than the mountains beside them.
It makes people feel depressed just looking at it.
Looking at these old soldiers, Zhang Xuanba suddenly fell silent, and after a long time he cursed: "You old guys, what are you doing out here..."
boom!
The old soldier in front of him knelt on one knee and spoke loudly:
"Although Liu Qing is old, he can still lead your horse and fight for you wearing armor!"
"Get out!"
Zhang Xuanba cursed again:
"Can you still think of using the sword? Why don't you wear armor and fight..."
Wow!
The sound of the armor's armor vibrating was like the rushing of the Yangtze River. Thousands of old soldiers knelt down in unison, and the sound wavered to the sky:
"Although we are old, we are not dead. We still dare to fight to the death as Wang Qi points out!"
Rumble!
Thousands of people shook their clothes and raised their troops and roared. Their sound was like rushing water rushing against the sky, seeming to scatter all the clouds in the sky.
That iron-blooded will that was so strong that it seemed impossible to break away caused Linlong King, who had been united with spirit, energy and spirit for many years, to feel great depression in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel moved.
These veterans may not be as talented as him, but their willpower forged through hundreds of battles seems to be purer than his.
Thousands of knights are like one man, and his pronunciation is like thunder. All martial arts and Taoist skills will be eclipsed in the face of such a fierce will.
"well……"
As the rumbling sound waves reverberated, Zhang Xuanba sighed:
"Half of your body has been buried in the ground, so what else can you do..."
…
…
In the Cauldron of Gluttony, light and darkness alternate, and large quantities of ingredients disappear.
Yang Yu's figure appeared again and again, stepping into the light curtain again and again.
fail!
fail!
Failed again!
Finally, Yang Yu opened his eyes again after being bombarded by the phoenix-winged gold-plated phoenix in the fire of thousands of god-armed crossbows.
"That's it, that's it..."
The light that seemed to be substantial erupted from his eyes, Yang Yu's mood was agitated, and he overcame the severe pain of death over and over again.
Zhang Xuanba is a martial saint, but he is also the leader of an army!
As a warrior, you will never retreat from a fight.
But as the commander-in-chief, he would never allow his entire army to be wiped out.
If something cannot be done, Xuan Ba cannot be defeated, but Xuan Jia can retreat!
"Be defeated without losing, win without winning!"
"I see……"
"The situation of eight thousand Xuanjia soldiers is Zhang Xuanba's strongest point, but it is also his weakness!"
"Eight thousand disciples have been wiped out, and only one overlord committed suicide by the riverside! The military situation, so it turns out like this..."
Finally, Yang Yu suppressed the throbbing in his heart, closed his eyes again, and made the final impact.
"Come again!"
…
…
Killing is a skill.
A skill that can last a lifetime and never ends.
Zhao Wusha didn't know, or maybe he didn't care, why others joined the Jingming Building, but he joined the Jingming Building for one and only one reason.
That is killing.
He had a bad fate. He lost his father when he was four years old, and when he was eight years old, he killed the thug who violated his mother. From then on, he was out of control.
Over the past seventy years, he has lost count of how many people he has killed, let alone how many ways of killing he has mastered.
People like him will be afraid and worried, but they will not doubt their own murderous methods.
"The Grand Master cannot be touched, but everyone below him can be killed!"
In a tea shop somewhere in the south of Longyuan City, Zhao Wusha was holding a tea cup and blowing it gently. In the hazy mist, he couldn't help but think about it in his heart.
It had been many years since he had felt so anxious before committing a murder, just like when he was eight years old when he stabbed the rogue to death with a wooden stick.
Fear, apprehension, flinch...and excitement.
He originally thought that he would feel resentment and resistance if he was forced to take on the assassination mission, but it was only then that he realized that he had no resentment at all.
Some are just excited.
At a certain moment, he heard the exclamations and commotion coming from outside the long street. Inside and outside the long street, crowds of people surged, and pedestrians dispersed one after another.
A bamboo chariot came slowly.
"Zhang Lingfeng..."
He exhaled softly, restrained his murderous intent and sharpness, and for a moment, he was like an old farmer with dim eyesight.
The bamboo chariot stopped in front of a restaurant.
Zhang Lingfeng did not get off the carriage, and looked at the restaurant with interest. Several Confucian scholars were talking loudly, but when they saw his arrival, their faces turned pale.
"Why don't you guys say anything?"
Zhang Lingfeng smiled.
"Zhang Lingfeng!"
An old scholar stood up suddenly, causing the tables and chairs to rattle. His face was pale, but his voice was very sharp:
"You are a scumbag who bullies your nephew, what can you do, I can't say it?!"
"Be bold!"
A soldier yelled sharply, raised his long sword, and was about to take action.
"not busy."
Zhang Lingfeng raised his hand to stop his men's movements and looked at the old scholar:
"As far as I know, you are just a corrupt scholar who has failed the exams many times. Whoever rises to the top seems to have no impact on you..."
"you!"
The old Confucian's face turned red, and he didn't know whether it was because of fear, shame or anger, or because he was already ill, but he opened his mouth and coughed up blood.
"A poor and rotten scholar dares to talk about important matters."
Zhang Lingfeng chuckled and was about to leave when his expression suddenly changed. As he turned his eyes, he saw a faint sword light burst out from outside the long street among the pedestrians.
laugh!
The air current roared and the strong wind exploded.
In less than a moment, several soldiers who were guarding the chariot were cut in half and slashed in half.
His timing was too good, and the strike was too fast. Except for Zhang Lingfeng, no one inside or outside the long street seemed to react.
The expressions of all the soldiers suddenly changed, and their angry voices had not yet been uttered.
The gloomy sword light had already stabbed three feet in front of Zhang Lingfeng.
Then, the air seemed to be stagnant at this moment.
"Um?!"
Zhao Wusha's pupils shrank violently.
A fair and even fat palm suddenly appeared in front of him, and slowly stretched out two fingers to hold the blade of his blade.
"Quasi-grandmaster-level killer, a hundred-forged magic weapon, and tempered with the strange poison 'soul-breaking smoke'..."
In his ears, a neither high nor low voice came.
Then, in his incredibly horrified eyes, his hundred-forged magic weapon actually cracked neatly!
From the blade to the handle, it split neatly, as if it had turned into a thin sword or a soft sword, and the noodles seemed to have collapsed.
Then, there is his Zhen Gang, arms, Qi and blood, torso...
"road……"
Zhao Wusha's eyes widened in anger, but before he could even utter a complete word, he was twisted and torn apart by the invisible force!
Like that long forged sword, it was split from head to toe!
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
Zhang Lingfeng sneered, suddenly noticed something, and raised his eyebrows.
Buzz!
In the midst of lightning and flint, Zhang Lingfeng's fat body was so agile that it exceeded everyone's imagination. No one could react, and he had already jumped more than ten feet.
But what was even faster was a bolt of lightning!
One black and one white, like an electric snake jumping out of Zhao Wusha's broken body.
Boom!
Black and white intertwined, creating a huge roar that resounded throughout the long street.
"what?!"
A warrior yelled and covered his eyes, only to feel that his eyes were completely white, as if a sea of thunder had fallen in front of him, and for a moment he couldn't see anything.
"Yin and Yang thunder falls, causing thousands of deaths to shock the heavens?!"
Looking at the intertwined black and white, like a thunder dragon, like a spear piercing the air current and arriving at the electric light, Zhang Lingfeng's face darkened.
Boom!
Black and white intertwined, and large swaths of electric light rushed and spread. Soon, screams broke out inside and outside the long street. Dozens and hundreds of people were dancing and screaming because of the electricity.
"Your Majesty!"
Several soldiers were the first to bear the brunt of the shock. They were covered in smoke and their long hair stood on end. They rushed forward in anger, but were blown back by the air waves.
"Grandmaster-level yin-yang killer!"
In the smoke, Zhang Lingfeng walked out slowly, his clothes were in pieces, and the electric light visible to the naked eye danced on his fine gold armor.
His face was gloomy, and in his palm, a fist-sized thunder ball kept spinning, emitting a frightening aura.
"Mr. Yu, what do you have to say?"
Zhang Lingfeng suddenly turned around and saw the scene outside the long street.
"It is indeed the yin and yang that transforms into a killer."
Yu Jing opened his hand, and the thunderball crossed the ten-foot-long street and fell into his palm. He weighed it casually:
"The true energy is strong enough, but unfortunately it is not refined enough. It is not my handiwork, let alone the teacher's. If he takes action, the prince will not have the strength to question..."
Everyone, go to sleep first, the dog has become a waste... I recommend a book called "Global Simulation Era". This is an era in which everyone can enter thousands of worlds and simulate life.
When everyone is sixteen, there is a life lamp that can illuminate two free life simulations.
During the simulation process, you must break through the limits of life in order to soar into the sky!
otherwise.
You will lose your life lamp and die in a short life under the erosion of the black fog.
Lin Qiye, who traveled through time, failed in his first simulation!
In the second simulation, I suddenly obtained the SSS-level permanent talent: Creation Deduction!
The first life: [When you were 2 years old, you suddenly became seriously ill and became a big-headed baby with low IQ. When you were 15 years old, both your parents died. When you were 18 years old, you died of a terminal illness.]
"Creation deduction, give me a way to break the game!"
[Congratulations on changing your life against the will of heaven and getting an S-level rating, reward...]