Great Slaughter System

The sun was setting.

On an ancient road that crosses the canyon, Jing Weizhuang, the head of the Qingcheng School, led He Tianxing on a horse riding on it.

There are bare cliffs on both sides of the ancient road. There is no plant on it. The cliffs are about 100 meters high. The whole environment looks extremely desolate. Occasionally, there are bursts of crows in the sky, which makes people feel even more desolate.

Jing Weizhuang and He Tianxing are the survivors of the Wucheng War.

The two were very lucky. At that time, they were with the strong men of several forces. Under the aftermath of the outbreak of the Tianzhu Sword, they jointly resisted.

However, the other disciples of the Qingcheng School were not as lucky as the two of them. They did not escape the catastrophe and died tragically in Wucheng.

Originally, Jing Weizhuang wanted to kill Shen Lang and He Tianxing to wipe away the demons after the martial arts conference.

But after seeing the Juggernaut, Jing Weizhuang gave up, and even ran away secretly when they fought against the Palace of Eternal Life and others in the underworld.

Because they were afraid that Shen Lang would kill them.

He Tianxing sat quietly on the horse, without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking, with a gloomy face.

Seeing He Tianxing's appearance, Jing Weizhuang sighed.

"Shen Lang's strength has far surpassed yours. If you continue to sink, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to improve your strength in this lifetime, and it will be even more difficult to catch up with him, or even defeat him."

Hearing what Jing Weizhuang said, a gloomy look flashed across He Tianxing's face.

"Master, I..."

"Tian Xing, remember, it's not scary to be born in the same era as a genius, the fear is that you dare not face it, if in this era, the younger generation is mediocre, even if you are a genius, you are better than them, future generations will not think you are so outstanding.

And born in the same era as a genius, even if you are not outstanding, future generations will recognize you as a genius. "

Jing Weizhuang interrupted He Tianxing and said seriously.

He Tianxing, who had been downcast all the time, couldn't help but shake after hearing Jing Weizhuang's words, and his dark eyes gradually recovered a little.

"What the master taught is that Tianxing knows."

Seeing He Tianxing's rekindled fighting spirit, Jing Weizhuang nodded and smiled. He Tianxing's talent is not bad. Although he is not close to those evil geniuses of the 21st forces, he is still considered a top genius.

Moreover, He Tianxing was born with a very high talent for swords, as long as he practiced step by step, it would not be impossible to advance to the Void Practicing Realm in the future.

The reason why the Qingcheng faction is known as one of the three major forces in the Eastern Region is because there are strong people in the virtual realm sitting in the sect.

Don't look at the fact that during the battle of Wucheng, there are endlessly powerful Dongxu, that's because the people fighting are all superpowers in the Zhenwu Continent, so it's not surprising that there are so many Dongxu strong.

But for Qingcheng faction, a force that can't go up or down, it's not bad to have a strong person in the virtual realm.

In the huge Eastern Territory, the population alone is about one billion, and three-tenths of them are warriors. With so many warriors competing on the same stage, there are very few warriors who can advance to the Void Realm, and it is even more difficult for those who can cultivate to practice Void.

Jing Weizhuang's ability to give He Tianxing such a high evaluation shows that he still values ​​him very much.

hum! ! !

Just when the two were about to walk out of the canyon, a large shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, a huge stone fell from the sky, and the frictional air buzzed.

Jing Weizhuang grabbed the palm of his hand, took He Tianxing up from the horse, and retreated.

boom! ! !

The mouth of the canyon was blocked by that boulder, but before Jing Weizhuang and the two could think about it, another boulder fell behind them.

Jing Weizhuang tapped his feet, and rushed forward with He Tianxing, avoiding the bombardment of the boulder without any danger.

"Hehe, Sect Master Jing is really in a good mood. This kind of useless apprentice is still earnestly enlightening. If it were me, he would have been slapped to death long ago. What's the use of keeping a piece of trash."

A beautiful figure wearing the Nether Imperial God Robe and Houtu Mask appeared on the boulder, covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly.

Seeing Houtu, Jing Weizhuang couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

"Hell."

At this time, a figure also appeared on the boulder at the mouth of the canyon.

That figure was very tall, exuding a violent aura all over his body, giving people boundless pressure.

"Ecstasy makes the bull's head."

Houtu saw the fright that flashed in Jing Weizhuang's eyes clearly, and then Houtu smiled teasingly.

"Sect Leader Jing seems to be very scared, huh? This is not how a sect leader should behave."

Jing Weizhuang didn't care about Houtu's ridicule, and squeezed out an ugly smile and said: "I don't know, my lord from the underworld, is there something wrong with blocking my way?"

How terrifying is the strength of the underworld, as long as anyone has heard of the Wucheng War, there is no one who does not know

Not to mention that the person standing in front of him is Houtu, a high-level official from the Underworld, even if it is a young man from the Houtian Realm, Jing Weizhuang has to treat him politely.

If one is not handled well, I am afraid it will lead to the destruction of the family.

He doesn't think that since he is one of the three major powers in the Eastern Territory, he is qualified to be arrogant with the underworld. I am afraid that when the 21st forces face the underworld, they must be cautious.

Hou Tu was surprised by Jing Weizhuang's attitude, and then smiled meaningfully. Sure enough, it is not easy for someone to become the leader of a faction. This Jing Weizhuang can judge the situation, let go of his dignity as the leader of a faction, and talk to himself in a low voice, which is indeed a bit of a heroic temperament.

"It's nothing serious. It's just that the emperor ordered me to take your head back. How about it? Should the head of Jing do it himself, or should I do it?"

The Houtu voice just fell.

A sword light suddenly lit up, and Jing Weizhuang held the Wushuang sword in his hand, and instantly attacked the back soil.

When Houtu appeared, Jing Weizhuang already had a premonition, and the humility just now was just to test the attitude of the underworld, hoping to let them go for the sake of his face.

But now that Houtu had explained his words, Jing Weizhuang no longer sat still, and immediately took the lead.

As for what to do with He Tianxing without the Wushuang Sword, it is beyond Jing Weizhuang's control.

The husband and wife fly separately in the face of disaster, not to mention that the two are just mentors and apprentices who have no blood relationship.

Jing Weizhuang waved the Wushuang sword forward lightly, as if the Wushuang sword had passed through the space, it was in front of Houtu in an instant.

Jing Weizhuang is also a strong man in the Void Transformation Realm, and he is still in the late stage of Void Transformation. His strength is not bad, and Houtu is not careless.

The moment Jing Wei Zhuang just drew his sword, Hou Tu immediately soared into the sky.

As soon as the back soil flew up, the boulders under his feet were instantly shattered, and the broken stones shot out like bullets, and the cliffs on both sides of the canyon were riddled with holes.

hum! ! !

A slender long sword appeared in Houtu's hand instantly, and he swung the sword at Jing Weizhuang while still in the air.

The sword energy flew across the sky, and in an instant he was in front of Jing Weizhuang.

Jing Weizhuang yelled angrily, and tapped his feet lightly, avoiding the sword energy swung by Houtu.

boom! ! !

The ground exploded instantly when it was split by Houtu's sword energy.

When He Tianxing saw the battle between the two, he had already become vigilant. When Hou Tu's sword energy fell, He Tianxing jumped up, stepped on the cliff, and flew upwards.

"Get down for me."

King Zhuanlun suddenly appeared in front of He Tianxing, and fiercely threw a punch.

This punch carried the roar of a dragon elephant.

boom! ! !

He Tianxing was in no hurry to dodge at this time, he could only block with his hands in front of his chest, but how could he resist the fist of King Zhuanlun Ming?

Without the slightest surprise, He Tianxing's figure fell to the ground instantly like a cannonball.

puff! ! !

Although He Tianxing tried his best to reduce the impact, he still fell firmly to the ground.

His throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.