Two ancient doors, one green and one black, are fully open!
The vast starry sky appears in the two ancient doors. It seems to be very close, but also seems to be very far away. The eternal aura is constantly emanating from the two ancient doors.
"The door...is really open?!"
"What could the stone that fell from the door be?"
Whether it is the powerful Saint Realm or the disciples of the sect, there is an extremely uneasy feeling in their hearts.
Compared to humans, the demon kings were extremely excited, and their expressions were full of extremely excited expressions.
"Buzz!" At this moment, the black boulder also shook violently. The cracked hole began to become very unstable, and stones continued to fall.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
After each stone falls, it will make an extremely sharp sound of wind, and it will fall rapidly towards the bottom of the sacred tree as if it is attracted by great attraction.
"Boom!" When the first stone fell to the ground, there was an explosion, the gravel flew, and a deep hole appeared on the ground.
Then, there is the second piece, the third piece...
Broken stones continued to fall to the ground, making huge noises, like stone rain, shocking everyone's hearts.
This is an extremely exaggerated scene.
However, such an exaggerated scene did not attract anyone's attention, because the eyes of both humans and demon kings were focused on a piece of black metal exposed among the black stones.
It was a piece of curved metal, as black as ink, and seemed to have a vicissitudes of antiquity on it, and there were even clearly visible knife marks on it.
"Helmet?!" When the curved black metal continued to peel off due to falling gravel, everyone's eyes widened in an instant.
Because the black metal looks like a black helmet.
"Crack!"
"Click..."
The black stone under the helmet cracked open again, and slowly a face as black as ink appeared, looking supreme and majestic.
However, the face was wrapped in a layer of black dust, and it was impossible to see what it looked like, let alone whether it was a stone sculpture or a real human face.
But soon, as the gravel continued to fall, the armor on the shoulders was slowly revealed, then to the waist, and finally to the thighs.
A sculpture in human form!
He was wearing a thick and time-worn black armor, and his face was majestic, but it was obscured by a thick layer of dust.
Such a scene is absolutely shocking.
Even Fang Zhengyi's eyes widened at this moment. The expected explosion did not happen, but the process of the stone peeling off in front of him was even more weird.
"Strong? Could it be that this is the strongest of the two demon clans that Yun Qingwu said?" Fang Zhengzheng looked at the motionless human sculpture, and it was impossible to say that he had no idea at all.
There is a saying that takes advantage of your illness to kill you!
In essence, he is not actually a murderous person. However, if the human sculpture in front of him is really the strongest of the two demon clans as Yun Qingwu said, then when this human sculpture really " It is almost conceivable what will happen after the resurrection.
Not being bloodthirsty does not mean that you are not decisive in doing things.
On the contrary, most of the time, Fang Zhengzheng is very decisive in doing things and does whatever comes to mind without thinking too much at all.
Just like what he is thinking and doing now...
Strong
Then poke it and see how strong it is!
Fangzheng stabbed very decisively. When everyone was still in shock, he raised his sword and stabbed the chest of the sculpture in front of him.
"Poof!" The traceless sword turned into a strange purple light with an indomitable momentum, and suddenly stabbed the chest of the sculpture in front of him.
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“…”
This change happened in an instant. It was so sudden that the strong men in the holy realm, the disciples of the sect and the demon kings who suddenly arrived below had no time to react.
But whether they react or not...
Fang Zhengzheng's sword had indeed pierced the sculpture's chest.
Shocked, surprised.
Then, there was an uproar, an unprecedented uproar. Almost everyone, monsters and demons, looked at Fang Zhengzheng as if they were looking at monsters.
"No!!!" Demon Emperor Bai Zhi's voice sounded at this time. It was a kind of madness after shock, and there was also an extremely unbelievable unwillingness.
Very mixed emotions.
If I had to use a metaphor to describe it, it would be like the chickens that Demon Emperor Bai Zhi had raised for decades were slaughtered by Fang Zhengzheng as soon as they were released from the chicken coop.
"So, how strong is it?" Fang Zhengyi ignored Demon Emperor Bai Zhi's cry and looked at the blood soaked from the chest of the sculpture in front of him as always.
That's right!
This sword, he really penetrated!
At this point, even Fang Zhengzheng himself couldn't believe it. Where was the promised strongest one? Did you say that the armor on your body is as thick as a turtle shell
Being stabbed in by his own sword so easily, is he really worthy of such an exaggerated appearance
Fang Zhengzheng still felt a little contempt in his heart. He felt that he seemed to have overestimated the legendary strongest man, or that he had overestimated Yun Qingwu's self-confidence.
So, he had already stabbed him once, and if he stabbed him two or three more times, he might really stab him to death.
Once you think of it, you should take action.
Fang Zhengyi was such a brave and courageous man. The traceless sword that struck the sculpture was drawn back, and then he struck again with another sword.
This time, he stabbed the right chest.
Stabbing from the left chest to the right chest, this has to be said to be a cross-era thinking progress. At least, it can prevent the so-called strongest man from growing two hearts, right
Regardless of whether this is a possibility, it is always good to take precautions just in case.
"Poof!" The traceless sword once again turned into a strange purple light with an indomitable momentum, and suddenly stabbed the left chest of the sculpture in front of him.
Bright red blood oozed from the sculpture's chest again.
But this time, whether it was the demon emperor Bai Zhi above, the demon kings below, or even Yun Qingwu, who was standing behind the sculpture and showing a little expression, their expressions changed obviously.
This is a scene that no one expected.
The divine door between the two worlds of demons and demons was finally opened, and a black boulder fell inside. Then, a human sculpture appeared in the boulder. All these events heralded the successful arrival of the strongest man from the ancient times. to this world.
So…
In a normal plot, wouldn't it be that the strongest one kills everyone
Standing still, and then being stabbed to death by Fang Zhengzheng one after another, what does this mean
No one figured out what was going on, and no one understood why such a weird and incredible thing happened.
But the fact is that Fang Zhengzheng really stabbed, and stabbed twice in succession, both swords penetrated the sculpture's body. This can be clearly seen in the blood spilling from the sculpture's chest.
Of course, this doesn't seem to be over yet.
Because, Fang Zhengyi's third sword had been thrust out again, and this time, Fang Zhengyi's sword had stabbed directly into the throat of the sculpture.
Three swords, kill with one sword.
Fang Zhengzheng really wanted to say that, in fact, he was not very bloodthirsty.
The reason for all this is actually because of Yun Qingwu. Yun Qingwu spoke too terrifyingly and exaggerated the strength of these strongest people.
Therefore, he took out his sword and gave it a try.
From the bottom of his heart, he really never thought that he would stab the so-called strongest man in front of him to death so easily.
"Poof!" The traceless sword pierced the throat of the sculpture in front of him. Perhaps because there was no black armor at the throat, the sword penetrated deeper.
Directly pierce the sculpture's throat with the sword.
From the front, all the way to the back, from the tip of the sword, a clear sword cry sounded. It was an extremely excited and excited cry, representing the joyful emotion of the Wuhenjian.
“…”
"do you died?!"
"You're not going to die like this, are you?"
"This... what on earth is going on?"
If the previous Saint Realm powerhouses, sect disciples and demon kings thought it was unbelievable, then the scene in front of them, when they watched Fang Zhengzheng's sword pierce his throat, they were really a little bit confused. I have to believe it.
But, is he really dead like this
If this is the case, then what is the purpose of the two demon clans working so hard to open the divine door to the demon world
Is it just because we want to welcome back a few such motionless sculptures
At this moment, almost everyone felt like they were being chopped. There was a buzzing sound in their heads. Even Nangong Tian, the head of the Nangong family who had been feeling uneasy and struggling, felt like a frightened rooster at this moment. , standing motionless on the spot.
"Why doesn't the strongest of the two demon clans move?" Unlike others, Nangong Tian has a clearer idea of what is in the Shenmen.
But no matter what he knew, it all came from ancient borrowings passed down from generation to generation in the Nangong family, and he had never really seen it with his eyes.
have not seen…
How to have a say
Although, he firmly believed in his heart that as long as the door to the divine world was opened, the Nangong family would be able to rise up and take back everything that should belong to the Nangong family.
But now, although the gate to the divine world has not been opened, the divine gate to the two realms of demons and monsters has been opened, and the strongest person in the legend has also arrived.
But why is it so useless
Even Nangong Tian also didn't understand what happened.
"Plop!" At this moment, the sculpture whose throat was pierced by Fang Zhengzheng's sword finally fell down, making a not too loud sound.
Bright red blood flowed out from the left and right sides of the sculpture's chest and throat, falling on the snow-white flowers at the top of the sacred tree, and slowly subsided.
From beginning to end…
Neither moved an inch.
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“…”
Is there anything more speechless than watching the most powerful man descend with majesty, and then being stabbed to death by Fang Zhengzheng with just a few swords
If so, that's two coming, two stabbed to death.
"died!"
"Really dead?!"
All the Saint Realm powerhouses, sect disciples, and demon kings really collapsed at this moment, and they had no idea what words to use to describe their feelings.
Because the strongest person who came down was really dead, and it seemed that he could not die any more, without even taking a breath.
"Is it really that weak?" Fang Zhengzheng was also looking at the sculpture that fell in front of him. For a moment, he even forgot about Yun Qingwu who was standing not far in front of him.
Yun Qingwu was also looking at the sculpture lying on the ground. There was a hint of paleness in her beautiful face. She didn't know what she was thinking in her eyes, but her bright lips were indeed clearly open. , it can be seen from the open lips that Yun Qingwu, like everyone else, also has an unconcealable surprise in her heart.
died? !
…
At this moment, no one made a sound on the top of Tianchan Mountain. In the ears, the whistling mountain wind blew people's robes.
Silence, oppression.
Even Demon Emperor Bai Zhi, who had screamed like a chicken before, no longer screamed at this moment, because her thoughts were also in a state of confusion.
There is a faint light in the green eyes, but this light is somewhat dull, and there is no flow.
In fact, it was not only Demon Emperor Bai Zhi who was confused.
Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi, Qian Yu and Yan Yin also stood there blankly, looking at the sculpture that fell to the ground, with speechless expressions on their faces.
After all, such a result is really unacceptable.
expect? Finish
It came so fast that I was a little caught off guard.
"Life... is indeed as lonely as snow!" After looking at it for half a quarter of an hour, Fang Zhengzheng finally raised his head and looked towards the sky, feeling as if a master was lonely.
The strongest people who came out of the divine gate were easily stabbed to death by themselves. So, what else in this world could not be stabbed to death
No more, no more!
Fang Zhengzheng suddenly felt a sense of arrogance in his heart. It was the arrogance of standing at the top of the world, just like the legendary lonely strong man in his previous life.
That strong man spent his whole life seeking only one defeat but could not get it. Before he died, he left his sword in his grave and wrote a lamentable song.
I have wielded four swords in my life.
The first one is a sword of green light, fierce and powerful, indestructible. It can be used to compete with the heroes of Heshuo in front of the weak crown.
The second sword, the crape myrtle soft sword, was used before the age of thirty. It accidentally injured a righteous man and was unlucky. He regretted it so much that he abandoned it in a deep valley.
The third sword is a dark iron heavy sword. The heavy sword has no edge and is ingenious but not very skillful. Before the age of forty, he relied on it to dominate the world.
The fourth one is a wooden sword with a rotten handle.
So far…
Plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords.
Fang Zhengzheng subconsciously tightened the green light in his hand...no, the purple light sword, and then sighed: "I just want to ask, looking at the world, who dares to disapprove?"
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