"My name is Kunyang. My original intention is upright and upright, but luck has tricked people!" Old Wu Zun laughed at himself, and then his aura changed in vain, like a peerless sword unsheathed, his eyes shot out two rays of light, and said, "In the darkness, you You can’t avoid my attack!”
Facing the old warrior who was like an unparalleled god king, Nong Ji's eyes were firm and as calm as the everlasting mountains. He slowly raised the unsheathed sword in his hand, and the red light spread out like blood, and he said: "You can't dodge my sword!"
Kunyang smiled slightly, raised his hand and took out a black sickle that was as long as a person and said, "What if we add the Sickle King Sword?"
Nong Ji's eyes stared, and finally there was a fluctuation, but it was not fear, but actually a kind of excitement, and the big red sword in his hand made a cheerful sword sound.
"What I wish for!"
The sound of clattering iron chains echoed through the dark night, entwining Nong Ji and the scarlet sword in his hand. Two black lights shone so dazzlingly that they actually blocked the moonlight.
"Keng!"
The two weapons full of fighting spirit collided together, and the air wave created in an instant directly cracked the marble road in front of Tingyu Tower, and the door made of fine sandalwood was turned into pieces.
Both of them are first-class masters. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the strongest under Wu Zong. This kind of collision has reached the current top level. Fortunately, both sides control their strength well, otherwise they would be able to fight in the moment. Alarmed most of the deserted city.
This time, no one could benefit from the confrontation, but Kun Yang's expression became serious. The sickle sword is the Kun clan's most precious treasure, the top killer weapon at the Wuzong level. Now it can't suppress the big sword in Nong Ji's hand. He But I have never heard that there is anything special about the sword in Nong Ji's hand.
On the other hand, Nong Ji is getting more and more excited. He has reached his peak and has not made any progress for several years. It is a rare opportunity for him to meet an opponent of comparable strength at this time.
But he finally held back. Tingyu Tower was Wang Dong's hard work after all. If he really let go and fight Kunyang, Tingyu Tower would probably be moved to the ground by then.
The two of them missed each other, and Nong Ji turned around and put the sword behind his back again. At the same time, a beautiful figure walked out of the darkness and stood next to Nong Ji. It was Ni Chang.
Nishang's temper was no worse than Nong Ji's. After coming up, he said directly to Kunyang: "If you haven't disappeared here within ten breaths, I guess you will never be able to leave. Our concerns have limits!"
At this moment, Kunyang was finally no longer calm. Even though he was still fearless, he still had to think about the consequences after the war started. The family could no longer bear the loss of his level of combat power.
Kunyang was very decisive and realistic. He disappeared directly on the spot, but he also left his own warning. At the moment of leaving, he waved the black sickle in his hand and struck it in the air instantly. The space actually split open, revealing the void inside.
"I don't care who is behind you. The Kun tribe can bear it this time, but if Tingyulou dares to assassinate me, a member of the Kun tribe, next time, he will surely bear the wrath of thunder!" Rolling scoldings came to Tingyulou. Inside, it was so shaken that the rafters were shaking, and only at this moment did everyone let out a long sigh of relief.
"Damn it, how did he know it was us?" Old Man Qing looked depressed. He could guarantee that he didn't leave any clues. Even if there were any, they would point to the Spiritual Clan. As a result, the old guy came directly to find him in the middle of the night. If he hadn't Nongji and Nishang happened to be in Tingyulou, and the consequences were disastrous.
"This old guy is unusual. You can't speculate based on common sense. If there is really no evidence left, then there is only one possibility." Nishang said, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Even Nong Ji couldn't help but look at his wife, wanting to know what was the reason why the Kun tribe was not fooled.
Nishang glanced at everyone present, and then said with a rather solemn tone: "Huang Ling, and there are more than one piece, most people don't know, but Huang Ling's ability is no longer a secret to our realm, if The Kun tribe owns several pieces of Huang Ling, so it’s actually not difficult to figure out who did it.”
"hiss!"
There was a sudden gasp of cold air in the Yulou. If this was really the case, it would be too scary for the Kun clan.
"Can't the ten major inheritances be incapable of fighting among themselves? How did the Kun clan do it, quietly seizing the wild orders of other hidden families without causing any consequences." The bearded man felt that their original idea was too good. Yulou is still in a worrying situation if he wants to survive.
No one can give an answer to Big Beard's question. Only the top ten heritages know the best. They are the heirs of Huangcheng's will. This is why Nong Ji and Nishang can be said to have the advantage when facing Kunyang. The reason why Kunyang was still let go despite the circumstances.
Someone once started a life-and-death battle with the bloodline of the ten major inheritances in the deserted city. As a result, he was bombarded by the deserted city at the critical moment. Life and death were reversed in an instant, and he was killed on the spot by his opponent. Obviously, the guardian of the deserted city is not a legend.
Tingyu Tower is in a state of turmoil. Even with a strong man like Nong Ji taking charge, the future is still bleak. We can only keep exploring and groping forward.
As the owner of Tingyu Tower, Wang Dong was in a state of excitement at this time, which was completely opposite to everyone in Tingyu Tower.
He received news not long ago that the Kun Clan and the Ling Clan actually dispatched the Tieliu Guards and the Ling King Army to the same place at the same time. This time, both sides even sent Wu Zun to lead the team. It was obvious that they both attached great importance to it.
Without saying a word, he just hugged a gambling stone and announced his retreat, then sneaked out secretly and followed the Spirit King's army from a distance.
To his surprise, it was Chi Lie who led the team this time. He was very impressed by Chi Lie Wangdong. He was a man like fire. He had defeated Kunsha on the ancient battlefield and was quite tyrannical.
"Level 4 Martial Lord!" Wang Dong frowned. In the past, he was not advanced enough to detect Chi Lie's realm, but now he could see clearly at a glance that Chi Lie's strength was lower than he thought.
You must know that Chi Lie is Lingyue's bodyguard, and Kunwu is also one of the heirs of the Kun family. The bodyguard is an eighth-level martial master, while Chilie is only level four. This gap is a bit big.
However, he also felt something strange. Neither Lingyue nor Bai Lao were reckless people. Since they dared to let Chi Lie serve as a guard, it proved that Lingyue would not be in danger.
"Find a time to test Chi Lie. If he doesn't have any special abilities, it proves that this girl Lingyue has a big problem. The reason why she doesn't need the protection of an eighth-level martial master like Kunwu is because he can protect himself. "Wang Dong took a breath of cold air after thinking about it, and couldn't help but startled himself.
Ling Yue is only a few years older than him, and no matter how strong he is, he won't be able to reach that level. However, although he thinks so rationally, it is still unclear what the reality is.
The Spirit King's army is small in number, only a hundred people, but its power cannot be ignored. Their armor is several times that of the Tieliu Guards, and their combat power is also several times that of the Tieliu Guards.
This is also the news that he only heard while hanging out in Stone Gambling. It's not that the Ling family doesn't want to increase the Ling King's army, but that even the Ling family can only build these one hundred battle armors. This sounds a bit horrifying.
The Ling family has been monopolizing stone gambling in Huangcheng for decades. The most indispensable thing is all kinds of rare minerals and elixirs. How could they not afford to build a few battle armors? It was built with all their strength, and it is said that it almost caused the Ling family's economic collapse more than once. One can imagine the price the Ling family spent for these hundred armors.
This time the Spirit King's army was deployed in an extremely secretive manner. If Wuying had not thoroughly explored Gambling Stone Square, he would not even know when the Spirit King's army set off or where they left from.
The Spirit King Army avoided all eyes and ears along the way, and did not even use the teleportation array. This undoubtedly made Wang Dong more convinced that this Spirit King Army's dispatch was extraordinary.
He followed closely all the way, because there was no shadow, so there was no need to follow too closely, as long as he didn't fall behind. After all, Chi Lie was also a fourth-level martial master, and such combat power could be considered in Huangcheng apart from those top-level combat powers. The one above is the overlord.
The realm of Wu Zun is a great leap for cultivators. It is a perfect turning point and a realm where strength explodes.
The Zifu in the martial arts realm has awakened, but there are almost nothing that can be used. However, once you reach the martial master realm, it is different. Not only can you hold the Zifu to fight, you can even drive the martial soul to settle in the Zifu to reach a terrifying state.
However, it is precisely because of this that the realm of Wu Zun has never been a smooth road. Only those with great perseverance can persevere.
Wang Dong is not far away from that step now. When he becomes a Martial Lord, he will have a leap in combat power. Only then will he truly be qualified to talk about Huangcheng's foothold.
He could have lurked and relied on his heaven-level martial soul talent to wait until the day when the fruits matured, and then he would have been earth-shattering without any risk.
But reality does not allow him to be so comfortable. One year has passed since the three-year agreement. He has no choice. Going up the rapids, overcoming thorns and thorns, and dancing in front of death is the path he is taking now.
"Woo~~"
The sound of ancient horns sounded, and the Soul King's army came to a desolate desert. The farther inside, the darker it became, and the sunlight seemed not to reach this place.
The four people at the front of the army were holding an ancient trumpet player. Wang Dong didn't know what they were doing, but he felt a sense of uneasiness as soon as he set foot on this land, and immediately hid in the sword domain space by Wuwu. Shadow continues to track.
Soon, the army stopped, and an almost identical horn sounded on the other side of the desert. It was melodious and ancient, and penetrated the sky with a breath of vicissitudes of life.
(End of chapter)