Chapter 187 Sword God VS Sword God (Two in One Chapter)

Clap clap!

Clap clap!

"King Wu is good at marksmanship!"

Just when the Blood Knife Patriarch was killed with a single shot and shocked the surroundings, a feminine man in a python robe with a white face and no beard clapped his hands and walked from the side with two subordinates.

His voice was shrill and piercing, like a duck squawking on its neck.

"oh?"

Zhao Wu followed the voice, looked up and down the person coming, and the Desert Eagle twirled in his palm: "Who are you? Do you know marksmanship?"

"Our family, Wei Zhongxian, has met King Wu!"

Wei Zhongxian also looked at Zhao Wu curiously, and smiled slightly: "Although our family doesn't play with guns, we haven't eaten pork, haven't we seen pigs running?"

Zhao Wu nodded, looked at Wei Zhongxian with a serious face: "Yes, I almost forgot, you don't have a gun, you can't play if you want to!"

Wei Zhongxian was taken aback for a moment, then his face turned livid and furious.

This is a trick to call him a eunuch.

No species.

"Little bastard, if you weren't so afraid of Martial God, the miscellaneous family would have skinned you and cramped you, tearing you to pieces!"

Wei Zhongxian cursed in his heart. Thinking of the task entrusted to him by Emperor Ming, he held back his anger for a while, and said coldly:

"King Wu, I have an invitation from my son tomorrow, so let's go with our family!"

Wow...

Wow...

There was an uproar around, everyone held their breath and their scalps were numb.

Emperor Ming is preparing to attack King Wu?

But also right.

The gods of war have greened Emperor Ming.

It is also reasonable for Emperor Ming to attack King Wu.

After all, the god of war and the dragon see the head but not the end.

To deal with Valkyrie.

Starting with King Wu is the quickest way.

"roll!"

Zhao Wu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and the Desert Eagle lifted it up: "A good dog doesn't get in the way, believe it or not, this king killed you with a single shot?"

From the moment Wei Zhongxian appeared, Zhao Wu knew that the visitor was not good.

So he was rude from the start.

"I don't know if our Vajra Boy can block the Desert Eagle?"

Looking at the dark and deep muzzle of the gun, Wei Zhongxian's heart trembled, but his expression remained unchanged.

He practiced Vajra Boy Kung Fu, and has stepped into the realm of land gods. He is invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and his defense is terrifying.

The Desert Eagle can kill the Blood Knife Patriarch.

But it may not be able to break his Vajra Boy Kung Fu.

certainly.

Standing in front of Zhao Wu, the risk was enormous.

But the king's order cannot be violated.

He could only bite the bullet.

He looked at Zhao Wu and said slowly:

"Why should King Wu be angry? Your Majesty is very sincere when our family is ordered to come here this time, and sincerely invites King Wu to go to the imperial capital to have a talk."

huh huh huh...

huh huh huh...

As Wei Zhongxian's voice fell, groups of men and horses suddenly appeared in the mountains and forests on both sides, dressed in black and holding longbows, ready to fight.

As long as there is an order, all arrows will be fired.

The martial artists around the official path suddenly panicked, and looked up, even more frightened:

"That's the Black Arrows team from Dongchang!"

"Cao Zhengchun, governor of the East Factory, is here too!"

"And Jin Yiwei's Sky Locking Arrow Array!"

"That's Ji Gang, Commander of Jinyiwei!"

"The four masters of Qinglong, Baihu, Xuanwu, and Suzaku are also here!"

"My God, there are still people from Xichang!"

No matter the Second Factory of East and West or Jinyiwei, they are all feared violent institutions of the imperial court in the Jianghu.

Except for those peerless powerhouses, there are not many warriors in the world who are not afraid.

now.

Dongxi Second Factory and Jinyiwei are here!

Is this the card of King Wu?

this moment.

They really felt Emperor Ming's 'sincerity' towards King Wu.

This sincerity is really too great.

Presumably no one can refuse.

"With these chickens and dogs, do you think you can kill this king?"

Zhao Wu looked at Wei Zhongxian with a half-smile.

For these people.

He has already sensed it.

Not surprisingly.

And he also knows that there are still real masters around who haven't shown up.

"Our family knows that the Martial King has received the true biography of the Martial God, and his martial arts are world-class, but what about them?"

Wei Zhongxian glanced at Feng Siniang and Shen Bijun next to him, and then looked at Zhang Sanniang in Zhao Wu's arms, Diao Chan, Zhao Min, Han Ji, Ji Xiaofu, Zhou Zhiruo and other peerless beauties.

"Swords have no eyes, such a beauty, if she gets hurt or dies, it will really make people feel distressed!"

Wei Zhongxian sighed with a look of unbearable expression.

But the meaning of threat in the words.

it goes without saying.

Zhao Wu may be able to break through, but with so many beauties, he will definitely not be able to escape.

"You're an eunuch, you don't even have a gun, what a pity!"

Zhao Wu looked contemptuous, and shot Wei Zhongxian between the eyebrows while speaking.

Boom!

Wei Zhongxian was knocked into the air instantly, his head roared, and his eyes were filled with stars.

"Nine thousand years old!"

"Nine thousand years old!"

The two eunuchs who came with Wei Zhongxian exclaimed, a gust of cold air penetrated from the soles of their feet to the sky.

They never thought that Zhao Wu was so tough.

Surrounded by their East and West Second Factory and Jinyiwei, how dare they be so unscrupulous.

"My God! It's been shot!"

"King Wu really shot!"

"Wei Zhongxian won't be shot down, right?"

"The ancestor of the blood knife was shot down, Wei Zhongxian must be dead!"

The gangsters around were stunned, frightened and terrified.

A lot of people just look for a place to hide.

Because following Zhao Wu's shooting, Dongxi No. 2 Factory and Jinyiwei will shoot arrows nine times out of ten.

now.

On the top of the mountain next to the official road, Cao Zhengchun saw Wei Zhongxian being shot and flew, and he was happy but also full of anger.

The good news is that Wei Zhongxian is probably dead.

He has one less formidable competitor.

What is angry is that Zhao Wu is too arrogant.

He was simply ignored.

"kill!"

With a wave of Cao Zhengchun's hand, the black-clothed arrow team immediately fired ten thousand arrows, falling towards Zhao Wu's position like raindrops.

the other side.

The commander of Jin Yiwei, Ji Gang, also commanded his subordinates to release arrows. The special arrows specially designed to break the body protection of martial arts masters tore through the sky and fell all together.

"Fuck!"

"Ah! Help!"

"No! Stop it!"

Horrified voices resounded through the forest, hoarse, under this terrifying arrow rain, the surrounding gangsters couldn't stop it at all.

Even if you block a wave of arrows, you will soon be shot into a hedgehog by the next wave of arrows.

The black-clothed arrow team and the sky-locking arrow formation are enough to threaten the strong in the heavenly realm.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

Feng Siniang and Shen Bijun quickly split the arrows, and with the terrifying speed of the rabbit charm, they came to the white dragon chariot in an instant.

Countless arrows shot at the white dragon chariot, making clanging sounds, but they couldn't penetrate the white dragon chariot, and couldn't even leave a mark.

"hiss!"

Wei Zhongxian was lifted up by two eunuchs, a white dent appeared between his brows, but luckily the Desert Eagle didn't break through his Vajra Boy Kung Fu.

He survived.

"Nine thousand years old, are you okay?"

"fine!"

Wei Zhongxian turned his head, his eyes were ferocious.

Although the shot just now didn't kill him, it made his head roar.

Since he became the great eunuch.

He had never been so humiliated.

"Hey, are you a good kid? You haven't died yet!"

Zhao Wu was not surprised when he played Desert Eagle.

With his cultivation, he already knew that Wei Zhongxian was not dead.

The Desert Eagle is, after all, a foreign object.

In Zhao Wu's hands, it is just a toy.

therefore.

Zhao Wu was not disappointed either.

"It seems that King Wu has been disappointed!"

Wei Zhongxian stared at Zhao Wu, and found that Zhao Wu's carriage could not be shot through, and his heart was solemn:

"Does it have to be bombarded with the artillery of the Shenji Battalion?"

To deal with the Martial King this time, or to deal with the possible Martial God, he brought not only the East and West Second Factory and Jinyiwei, but also the Shenji Battalion.

Just as he was thinking, an extremely dangerous aura suddenly struck.

boom.

Before he had time to think about it, Wei Zhongxian's Vajra Boy Kungfu suddenly exploded, and he raised all his strength and retreated tens of meters.

And at the moment when he retreated suddenly, an incomparably sharp aura crossed his neck, and the heads of the two heavenly eunuchs beside him immediately flew up, and blood spurted out.

"Shocked salamander?"

With disheveled hair, Wei Zhongxian touched his aching neck, staring straight ahead.

buzz buzz.

A figure silently appeared behind the two headless eunuchs in the Heaven-Human Realm, wearing a metal battle uniform, fishnet stockings, a pair of long legs in high heels, and holding a pink long sword with the head of a salamander.

If it's not the startled salamander, who is it!

"Fifth Shocking Salamander on the Sword God Ranking!"

On the top of the mountain, a figure in white clothes like snow stood indifferently, and terrifying sword intents suddenly burst out from the eyes of the ancient well.

His face was very white, neither pale nor pale, but a crystal clear and lustrous color like white jade.

His eyes were not pitch black, but they were terribly bright, like two cold stars.

On his jet-black hair, he wore a crown of sandalwood beads, and his clothes were as white as snow.

Standing there, he looked like a flying fairy from the sky, descending to the world.

He is Ye Gucheng, Lord of Baiyun City on Feixian Island in the South China Sea.

On the top of the mountain opposite him.

There is also a figure in white.

He is tall and upright, and his white clothes are like snow, but the sword beside his waist is black, pitch black, long and narrow, ancient, and it is the world's sharpest weapon.

He is Ximen Chuuxue of Wanmei Villa.

Ranked sixteen on the Sword God list.

Next to him was a bohemian man.

The two beards at the corners of the man's mouth were neatly trimmed, just like eyebrows.

It was Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows.

She is also Ximen Fuxue's only friend.

"Ice Cube, what are you doing here?"

Looking at the battle below, Lu Xiaofeng persuaded: "You have never seen King Wu make a move, and you don't know the horror of King Wu. These people can't do anything to King Wu, and the God of War will most likely not appear."

"What's more, even if the Valkyrie appears, you are not at the same level as the Valkyrie. This kind of death challenge is meaningless!"

He knew that Ximen Chuuxue must have come here to challenge stronger swordsmen.

But he really didn't want Ximen Chuuxue to be involved in this fight.

"Very strong!"

Ximen Chuuxue uttered two words coldly, but his eyes were fixed on the startled salamander below.

"..."

Lu Xiaofeng put his hand on his forehead, very helpless.

Co-authored him for a long time.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't hear it at all, and just looked at the startled salamander.

Um……

A great beauty indeed.

Front convex back warped.

long legs.

That metal battle suit and fishnet stockings are sexy and attractive.

certainly.

This is the startled salamander in the eyes of Lu Xiaofeng, an LSP.

In the eyes of Ximen Chuuxue.

The startling salamander is a powerful swordsman.

It is the strongest opponent he has ever encountered.

the other side.

Cao Zhengchun, the governor of the East Factory, and the commander of Jin Yiwei frowned.

"I didn't expect that King Wu's white dragon chariot turned out to be a treasure, and the arrows had no effect on him."

Ji Gang sighed leisurely.

"It seems that we have to do it ourselves!"

Cao Zhengchun raised his hand, ready to give an order to stop shooting arrows.

But at this moment.

A series of screams sounded suddenly.

A bloodstain suddenly appeared on the necks of Dongchang fanzi or Jin Yiwei, their eyes widened, and they fell to the ground with their hands tightly covering their necks.

"It's an invisible ghost soldier or a heavenly killer!"

"Everyone be careful!"

Cao Zhengchun and Ji Gang looked up, Dongchang Fanzi and Jin Yiwei had suffered heavy losses, so they hurriedly reminded them.

But face the invisible.

Except for those powerhouses above the Heavenly Human Realm.

The rest couldn't defend themselves at all.

It was wiped on the neck in an instant.

"hateful!"

Seeing his subordinates being wiped off their necks without any resistance in panic, Cao Zhengchun's eyes were red and he was furious.

"Death to our family!"

The Tiangang boy's kung fu was running, and Cao Zhengchun slapped it out with a palm.

Although he can't see people.

But the existence of the enemy can be faintly felt.

bang bang!

Invisibly, someone slapped him and was sent flying.

But Cao Zhengchun was not at all happy.

He found that the opponent's strength was not weak.

There is a realm of heaven and man.

He can't kill him at all.

The same is true for Ji Gang, Qinglong, Baihu and others next to him.

But their strength is only heavenly.

Not much stronger than an invisible enemy.

There is no way to save people.

"Commander Ji, capture the thief first and capture the king first. Let's attack together and take down King Wu first. There is no need to pester these invisible killers!"

Cao Zhengchun shouted loudly, and his figure jumped down, heading towards Zhao Wu.

"Capture the Martial King first!"

Ji Gang ordered to take Qinglong, Baihu and other masters of Jinyiwei to rush towards the white dragon chariot.

...

In the white dragon chariot.

Zhao Wu hugged Zhang Sanniang, played with the Desert Eagle with one hand, and leaned his head on Diao Chan's arms, with a lazy expression on his face, not in a hurry.

"Brother Wu, I'll help too!"

Zhang Sanniang watched the startled salamander fighting Wei Zhongxian, and Cao Zhengchun, Ji Gang, Qinglong, Baihu and other strong men rushing from all around, couldn't help but speak.

"It's just a few flies, so there's no need for you to take action!"

Zhao Wu pinched Zhang Sanniang's white and pretty face, held her in his arms, and watched the play quietly.

He had no intention of making a move himself.

He has long passed the competitive stage.

What's more, these people didn't interest him at all.

Have the kung fu to play with them.

Wouldn't it be more enjoyable to let Diao Chan and Yu Niangzi practice guns with him?

"This kid really knows how to enjoy it. He is still playing with beautiful women at this time!"

Cao Zhengchun looked at Zhao Wu in the white dragon chariot, feeling envious and jealous in his heart.

It's a pity that even if he is given a beautiful woman.

He can't play either.

At most, I have experienced mouth addiction and hand addiction.

"Tiangang boy skill!"

Cao Zhengchun raised all his strength, his mind was raised to the extreme, he turned his palms into claws, and grabbed Zhao Wu.

He knew that Zhao Wu was so leisurely.

There must be invisible strong protection around.

He didn't dare to be careless.

Unfortunately, he guessed the beginning.

Did not guess the ending.

It is not protected by the invisible strong.

It is protected by the strong.

The other party did not hide.

aboveboard.

Magnificent.

A forty-meter-long golden saber aura descended from the sky.

sharp.

overbearing.

An extreme danger and a strong breath of death rushed towards his face.

Cao Zhengchun turned pale with shock.

Regardless of Zhao Wu, he defended with all his strength.

"Vajra Bodyguard!"

A transparent shield protected him, and the qi flowed, as if it was indestructible.

next moment.

The golden knife energy fell.

The qi barrier collapsed at the touch of a bubble like a bubble, and the ground trembled, and a crack hundreds of meters long was split open.

"What a domineering sword spirit!"

Cao Zhengchun had amazement, regret and terror in his eyes.

next moment.

From between the eyebrows, his body exploded into two halves with a bang.

hiss!

Ji Gang, Qinglong, Baihu and others who followed immediately stopped in shock.

Numbness in the scalp and a chill down the spine.

"What an amazing knife energy!"

"Could it be that he is the second Huang Ying on the sword god list?"

"In the whole world, besides Valkyrie, the only person with such a terrifying saber aura is Huangying who is ranked second!"

Wei Zhongxian, Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuuxue and others were shocked, and their eyes were fixed on Huangying.

"What a domineering sword spirit."

It was the first time that Lu Xiaofeng saw such a domineering and terrifying saber energy in all his travels.

He looked at Ximen Chuuxue: "Ice Cube, can you block this knife?"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't answer, but stared at Huang Ying with a faint fighting intent in his eyes.

But Ximen Chuuxue knew.

He probably couldn't stop the knife.

But as a real swordsman.

He had already put life and death aside.

To be able to fight against such a strong man.

Although death without regret.

"Amazing!"

In the white dragon chariot, Zhang Sanniang and the others were also stunned.

Zhao Min asked:

"Wu Wang, he is the second Huangying on the sword god list, and he is also your man?"

"Um!"

Zhao Wu nodded slightly.

Huangying comes from Fengyun World.

Coming from Dongying, he was highly respected in his early years, and his fortune would not last for ten generations, and he has the power over ten thousand people.

Except that he has a handsome face and supreme royal rights.

He also has a wife, Satomi, who is known as the most beautiful woman in Japan, and has a daughter, Qiuzi.

One day, Huang Ying and his wife went out to relax, but they encountered a group of robbing swordsmen who robbed them. When they were dying, they were rescued by Liu Sheng, one of the seven great swordsmen in Japan.

From then on, Huangying narrowly escaped death, and worshiped Liu Sheng Wuwang as his teacher. In just ten days, he had learned what he had learned all his life. people.

Huang Ying, who was in her twenties, heard that there was a family somewhere in Dongying who forged a rare magic weapon named Jingji Dao, so she went to ask for the sword.

No one in this family has been able to hold this sword. The master of the family told the warriors who went to Yiguan that as long as anyone can hold the Jingji knife, this knife will belong to this person.

But the ten fingers of the vulgar swordsman who took up the knife rashly were immediately broken by the Jingji knife.

In the end, Huang Ying succeeded in holding the Jingji Dao with his unique courage and skill, and finally the Jingji Dao belonged to him.

After obtaining the Jingji Saber, she couldn't control it as she wished, and the human sword couldn't communicate with each other, which made Huangying's cultivation base stagnant and difficult to make progress.

He couldn't figure it out, but in order to connect with Jing Ji's heart, Huang Ying waited in front of Jing Ji's knife day and night, sleeping or eating,

In order to impress Huangying, Satomi gave up Jingji, and stayed with Qiuzi, without sleep or food, Qiuzi even starved to death, Huangying did not change his mind in the end.

Huang Ying thought that the sword was his only life, and Satomi was extremely disappointed, and wanted to die, and ran to the Jingji sword to kill him.

After the death of his wife and daughter, Huangying didn't feel any sadness at all. After three days and three nights of hard thinking, even thinking about it until his forehead burst, he suddenly realized that he could no longer hold anything else in his heart except the Jingji Saber.

Huangying realizes that wife, daughter, wealth, and fame are the burdens of practicing swordsmanship. Only by giving up everything and having nothing can one be able to match the sword.

In the end, Huangying gave up her bright future and power, her heart and sword were connected, and she realized the seven styles of sword intentions, namely: chaos, sorrow, pride, ignorance, tranquility, coldness, and anger.

Relying on his strength, he defeated the invincible opponents in Japan and became the number one swordsman in Japan.

It can be said that Huangying is a very pure swordsman.

There is only a knife in my heart.

He is the same kind of person as Ximen Chuuxue.

Zhao Wu already knew that Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng were around.

For Huangying against Ximen Chuixue or Ye Gucheng.

Zhao Wu looked forward to it.

"kill!"

After Huangying beheaded Cao Zhengchun with a single blow, he went straight to kill Xiang Ji Gang, Qinglong and other Jinyiwei masters.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Ji Gang, Qinglong and other Jinyiwei masters had decisive eyes, and they held the Xiuchun knife to kill Huangying.

This is a duel of swordsmen.

Too bad it wasn't a close fight.

Huang Ying stabbed a child.

Within two breaths, Baihu, Xuanwu and Suzaku were hacked to death.

Only Ji Gang and Qinglong remained.

But in the face of absolute strength.

The two soon fell under Huang Ying's seven-style sword intent.

buzz buzz.

At this moment, a fierce and murderous aura enveloped the air.

Huang Ying raised her head suddenly.

A ray of sword light flew obliquely, like a frightening light striking electricity, like a long rainbow passing through the sky.

No one can describe the splendor and splendor of this sword.

No one can describe the speed of this sword.

It was not just a sword.

It was Thor's wrath.

A strike of lightning.

"Flying Immortal!"

Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, is outside the sky, his sword is like a flying fairy, and people are like flying fairy.

This move was formed by him gathering the spirit of the Eight Immortals in the Upper Cave, as flawless as the blue sky and white clouds.

This move is high and strikes, and the momentum of the sword is brilliant and swift, with a sword energy that is cold to the bone.

The sharpness of the sword is so terrifying that it cannot be resisted!

"Well done!"

Huangying looked excited, holding the Jingji knife with both hands, and the golden knife came out through the body, with a domineering edge.

"Seven Styles of Swordsmanship:"

"Third form, ask the sky angrily!"

Tens of feet of golden sword energy was swung out, asking the sky angrily, killing gods and demons.

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