He Has a Dragon

"" ="('')" ="()"\u003e

The look of disappointment and helplessness was clearly visible on Wang Le's face, and he said very depressedly: "Damn vampire, why don't you come early or late, and why are you working at this stall? It's just like Wang Le and me. I can’t get through it!”

Of course, Young Master Wang ignored the cause and effect, but he played a vital role. , with you all the way! ..

It was he who carried out Xiao Yuanfang's mission and went to Hong Kong Island to have his first contact with vampires. Then he killed two vampires in Jiangnan who caused civil strife, and then led Ji Yangzi to lead the martial arts law enforcement team to Europe. Detonate the Vampire Crusade, an unprecedented bloody storm outside the mortal world of the East and West in hundreds of years!

This will be a collision of Mars hitting the earth. The huge battlefield meat grinder has been launched. The martial arts world and the vampire clan will invest countless human bodies.

The dice of fate have been thrown, mountains of corpses and seas of blood have swept over, and all living beings in the situation have no way to escape!

And Wang Le is now on the edge of this meat grinder. Once he steps into the martial arts world and enters Nanhua Temple, he will inevitably be involved, and the consequences will be worrying!

As the strongest ace of the mysterious force who has been on the battlefield and wandered on the edge of life and death countless times, Wang Le knows better than anyone how dangerous this big storm is!

It can be said that it is ten times and a hundred times more dangerous than all the dangerous missions he has experienced before!

…

but!

Wang Le can't wait!

In the beginning, it was because of Hong Burang's big fists that Wang Le had to hide in the dark, fight several times, and finally break through the martial arts to win!

Not long ago, Nan Huaiyuan, if he hadn't been at the end of his powerful crossbow, it would have been impossible to kill the opponent.

In the midst of this, there was also the thin line between life and death that Lefang Fushan encountered when moving the grave of his mother, Wang Xiaodie.

…………

All this made Wang Le feel unprecedented pressure, and he was filled with an incomparable desire to improve his martial arts cultivation.

In addition, not long ago, the sword fell at home and in Shengshi. In the blink of an eye, all nineteen people including Qin Yue were killed. This made Wang Le feel the pleasure of invincible crushing that he had not experienced in a long time, unlike before. So much effort,

Even if you try your best to win, you still feel a sense of frustration that has nowhere to vent.

As his thoughts turned around, the helplessness and disappointment in Wang Le's eyebrows disappeared, and the eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows showed ruthlessness and determination!

"If you want to die with the bird facing up, you will not die for tens of millions of years. I am not a rookie who has never experienced the horror of life and death!" Wang Le thought to himself through gritted teeth.

At this time, Han Ruoshui noticed something was wrong with Wang Le and his mood fluctuated violently. He couldn't help but frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le, who had made up his mind, replied solemnly without hesitation: "Uncle, I want to go to Nanhua Temple as soon as possible!"

"Uh!" Han Ruoshui paused, the surprise in his eyes flashed away, and he said calmly, "Give me a reason."

Wang Lewei said simply: "Because I want to become stronger!"

After a pause, he added: "I can't wait for this!"

Han Ruoshui narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Le coldly, but deep admiration rose in his heart, and he said to himself: "You are not afraid of the great terror between life and death. You are indeed a murderer. You almost died in the end." The terrible thing of human desire, our Nanhua Temple finally has hope of restoring its glory!"

Thinking of this, the Wang Le in front of him seemed to let Han Ruoshui see himself in his youth, fearless, crazy and desperate, with gods blocking the way of killing gods and Buddhas blocking the killing of Buddhas, running on the road of killing, just to pursue that The ultimate, reaching the pinnacle of martial arts!

This process made Nanhua Blood Sword famous, but it also paid an unbearable price in his life!

After the silence, the cold water was as cold as ice, and there was a trace of sad mood swings in his eyes that seemed to last forever, and melancholy flashed across his face.

Immediately, the cold water calmed down the sadness in his heart, and then said to Wang Le in a deep voice: "The road to martial arts is survival of the fittest. Even if you are as talented as a demon, as long as you do not fully grow up, you will be in danger of falling. Once you enter the martial arts, world, then you have to face such a cruel situation, because the forces hostile to Nanhuaguan will definitely strangle you in the cradle!"

Speaking of this, Han Ruoshui's eyes flashed, his momentum rose, and he said with a proud point of view: "Today is already the darkest age of the end of the Dharma. Compared with a thousand years ago, cultivation resources are much scarcer. Those who can finally reach the pinnacle of martial arts , there are only a handful of them, and the competition is fiercer than ever!”

"Thousands of rivals are fighting against each other, sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. On the road to martial arts, there are mountains of bones and waves in the sea of ​​blood. Therefore, this is also the most glorious and splendid era. The winner is king!!!"

When Han Ruoshui said this, he sighed and said with regret: "The greatest ambition of my uncle, your grandfather, and the master of the temple is to reach the pinnacle of martial arts and lead Nanhua Temple back to the top sect in the martial arts world. But the world is so difficult, our fate is so bad, and the years are passing by, we are all old, and we have not caught up with the glorious glory that will finally come back to us in this era of Dharma ending!"

Wang Le's heart was moved, and he couldn't help blurting out and asked: "The end of the Dharma era, the final glory of the dawn? Master uncle, the meaning of your words can't help but make this kid feel hesitant."

Han Ruoshui waved his hand and said meaningfully: "This is not something you should ask or know now. One day, you will naturally understand. Of course, the premise is that you become a top master in the martial arts world!"

Han Ruoshui obviously didn't want to say more in this regard. He changed the subject, patted Wang Le on the shoulder in front of him, and sighed: "The martial arts world is not like this worldly four-nine city, where there are so many masters and so many geniuses. Just like the stars in the sky, there is no shortage of peers like you who are as talented as demons, and the sects they belong to provide huge amounts of training resources, so don't be proud and complacent."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wang Le to speak, Han Ruoshui turned around and left, walking slowly to the window in front of the house with his hands behind his back. His tall and burly figure was like a demon blocking the light, making the room instantly dim.

"The road to martial arts in this life is full of bloody killings. Among the opponents who died under Han's blood sword, there are many talented people, and many of them are better than me in martial arts talent. Therefore, for a martial arts genius like you , the most important thing is to survive, in the end, the one who remains is the king!"

After Wang Le looked at Han Ruoshui, who had his back turned to him, and said these words, he directly imagined that the opponent had killed all the talents in the world with a blood sword in his hand, and finally spread the famous name of Nanhua Blood Sword, shocking everyone!

"That's what a man should do!"

Young Master Wang was fascinated for a moment...