Chapter 188

Six hours!

When the last touch of gold on the body surface disappears.

Soon, the vibration of Wang Xu's body slowly calmed down, and the twisted look on his face also recovered, leaving only a little pale.

The next moment.

Wang Xu suddenly opened his eyes. In his eyes, it seemed that two golden lights were constantly disillusioned, like sword light, and like dragon and snake dancing.

"Sonorous!"

Wang Xu grew up slowly. In the process, his bones and flesh staggered, and the sound of sword fighting reverberated in the room. A breath of terror came from his body and spread all around him.

This breath of terror came and went quickly, almost exploded in a flash, and then suddenly calmed down.

"Wu Ru Gu Ti!" Slowly pinched the next fist, feeling the body as if in the violent surging force, Wang Xu mouth slowly revealed a smile.

"Boom!"

Five fingers suddenly closed, the air in the palm was suddenly crushed by him, and an invisible shock wave was blowing around, and his clothes were hunting.

If Wang Xu needed to use a broken sword to kill the early warrior of Huajin, then at this moment, he can use his fist to blow up the opponent.

The same realm is invincible!

Wang Xu can crush each other as long as he is not an inborn warrior, no matter in the early, middle or late stages of Huajin, or even at the peak. Even, there was a feeling of madness in his heart.

That is to say, even if he is born with martial arts, he is not without the power of World War I!

It's a Qinglian annihilation Sutra. It's medical skill, martial arts, invincible, and seeking longevity.

At present, Wang Xu's medical skills are just beginning to mature, but his martial arts are still in the first state of refining his body. The first step of quenching his body is perfect, and he is already invincible in nature. If you break through the martial arts and step into the Daogu stage, you will have to sigh for the soaring combat effectiveness.

Horrible Qinglian vanishing Sutra!

However, Wang Xu couldn't help laughing bitterly when he thought of all the life and death dangers he had experienced in the past five years and the extraordinary pain he had just experienced

Maybe many people outside are shocked that he can obtain such terrible strength at such a young age, but who knows the price he will pay in the process?

The way of heaven is merciless, all things are like one person!

There is a long journey of martial arts. Among them, there are many talented people. There is only one person who stands at the top. Who can be born invincible?

Martial arts! Martial arts!

The battle of life and death is invincible!

After the road, absolutely heaven and earth, seek longevity, forever!

……

At this time, on the top of a hill in the depth of Furong mountain, Sun Yan's long red dress dances with the wind on the top of the cliff, just like a gorgeous snow lotus in full bloom, with fire in the cold.

With her eyes closed, she seemed to be sensing something. The mountain wind was blowing with the cold, and the stars were twinkling all over the sky. There was a tendency for the stars to gather over Furong mountain.

Under the dark night, Sun Yan's hands are floating in the air, dancing with the wind. Her clothes are like fire, like a fire under the dark night. She wants to burn everything under the dark night.

Suddenly, out of the thick night behind her came a dark shadow wrapped in the night, followed by a hoarse voice

"The secret is about to open."

"I know." Sun Yan slowly opened her eyes and calmly said, "I have nothing to do with the secret place. It's my responsibility. Naturally, I won't bother you. I just want to tell you a truth."

Dark shadow seemed to think of something and frowned slightly

"What's the point?"

"Wang Xu is the only son they left behind. No one can move him unless he commits suicide!" Sun Yan's voice is very calm, calm like a basin of cold water in general, instantly poured the shadow from head to foot.

The mountain wind blows.

It seems that the wind is a little strong, and the shadow shakes down slightly. He wraps his black clothes tighter. He is silent for a while, and finally returns blandly:

"That door has been completely closed. They can't come back. Why do you care so much? What if I say no? "

His voice has just dropped.

instant.

A touch of gorgeous red lotus, suddenly spread all over the cliff, red and gorgeous petals, a piece of bloom, but the edge of the petals floating over the place, whether it is rocks or several trees, all quietly into two.

Suddenly, a snow-white arm suddenly stretched out from the petals, gently pinched a piece of fiery red petals and put it on his lips. Then the cold voice came out:

"If... You want to die, you can say no, nine."

Looking at the red petals blooming around, the shadow was silent. Finally, with a faint sigh, he bowed his head and said, "OK, you are the boss. Listen to you."

As soon as his voice fell, the flaming red petals all around him suddenly disappeared, as if they were all hallucinations before. If it wasn't the half of Sun Yan's lips, it would be the shadow. I'm afraid I thought I was in the magic.

Unfortunately, it's not magic after all.

Red lotus is made of fire.

Petals, they kill people.

"In fact, even if you don't say it, I'm afraid I can't kill that boy."

In silence for a long time, the shadow suddenly dropped a word and jumped directly from the cliff. In the twinkling of an eye, her figure melted into the night, and she never saw a trace of it again.

Sun Yan is still standing on the cliff.

Just, before a red skirt, now became ordinary white skirt.

……

At the same time.

On another peak on the other side of Furong mountain, a huge tent is propped up. In the two meter fire pool dug out in the middle, the flames are climbing inch by inch.

Deep in the night, the mountain wind outside is cold, but the tent is warm as fire.

At this time, no less than 20 warriors gathered in the tent. Each of them seemed to overflow at any time. They were all warriors with the highest internal strength.

One of these people, if you take any of them out, will be enough to become a trump in any underground ring. As long as you survive the gunfire, you will be a slightly famous soldier in the mercenary circle.

But these people can only stand. In the huge tent space, only two people are qualified to sit.

One old and one young, a chessboard, both sides are black and white.

The old man is dressed in a strong suit, with a ruddy and dignified face, black hair and strong body. If you only look from the back, you may think he is a middle-aged man in his prime.

And the less is a young man who looks like he is 27 or 78 years old and dressed simply.

"Mr. Feng, as expected, your chess skills are better than others. I admit defeat." All of a sudden, the young man put down his white chess and gave up with a smile.

If Wang Xu was here, he would recognize that it was su Jianqing, the legitimate young master of the Su family, who was with Sun Yan on the day of his sword cutting fourth master.

"The third young master is also good at chess. I'll give in."

Su Feng shook his head. He could see a trace of sadness between his eyebrows and eyes, but his eyes were full of anger and killing intention.