Hero Cultivation System

At 5:30 in the afternoon, the sky was already dark, and the sparse snowflakes that had fallen all afternoon seemed to be falling again. The temperature was even lower after nightfall. The members of the Jing'an congregation who had been standing in the parking lot for a long time breathed white air and began to rub their hands together. My feet kept moving my body.

Jing'an Freight turns on the headlights in the parking lot. Although it cannot be said to be as bright as daylight, it is still possible to clearly see the changes in the parking lot.

The Americans casually threw two balls of light, and Liang Gong used a light skill that completely defied gravity to get past them, which was already dazzling.

Wu Shi stabbed the light ball with his sword, and the blinding light emitted from the explosion of the light ball dazzled everyone. Finally, the size of the light ball was too small, and the distance between the people was far away, so the eyes only brightened and then darkened. , it didn’t take long for it to return to normal.

Everyone saw the electric current rushing around Wu Shi's body, but the old man stood erect, his face as usual, and he easily withstood the electric current. Just when everyone was about to cheer, they saw another head of silver hair flying up and mixed into the falling snowflakes. Where to go, the word "good" sticks in your throat.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but in the blink of an eye, the wrinkles on Wu Shi's face deepened to the point where his eyes were almost invisible, and the corners of his eyes and mouth drooped. His originally tall and straight figure became rickety and curled, and he seemed to have aged by ten years in an instant.

Birth, aging, illness and death are normal, but the unimaginable thing like instant aging happened in front of everyone. Everyone stared at Wu Shi with their mouths wide open, thinking that he would die on the spot in the next second.

Unexpectedly, not only was this damn old man not dead, but he actually held his sword in his hand. The sword turned into a rainbow and hit the back of Liang Gong, who was fighting an American life and death fight. Everyone who was affected by his performance immediately became angry and cursed:

"wipe!"

"How shameless! A sneak attack!"

"Oh! You're so old and you're attacking a junior!"

Liang Gong, who was facing away from him, split open the current shield in front of him with a few knives. Jeff's surprised and incomprehensible expression was right in front of his eyes, and Ian's big fat hands were already in his eyes, waiting to be repaired before the rubber man arrived. Liang Daxia, who had sent a man to hell with a knife, suddenly felt that the temperature around him suddenly dropped a lot. The cold air made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and goose bumps appeared on his skin. The knife stopped in the air and could no longer strike.

"Wait! Be careful, there is a sneak attack from behind!" Handsome Pot's urgent voice sounded in his heart.

In fact, there is no need for Shuai Guo to remind him. Before he could reach Liang Gong, an extremely fierce murderous aura had already locked onto Liang Gong. For some reason, even with the infuriating body protection and the already accomplished Vajra Indestructible Magic, he could not even defeat the Americans. He didn't even notice the submachine gun, but he just knew that he would never be able to withstand this blow. Even if he managed to survive it, half of his life would be lost.

In this moment of life and death, Liang Gong's whole body consciousness rose to an incredible height. The surrounding air flow was stirred up by the intruding sword energy, and the falling snowflakes were swung up and pushed away in the air. The fierceness of this sword was incomparable. The determination of the man holding the sword to go forward and die was clearly reflected in his mind.

Without hesitation, Liang Gong suddenly dwarfed through the gap between Jeff and Ian like a swimming fish, and silently came behind them, leaving only the terrifying sword for the two superpowers to enjoy.

"Ah!" Under Liang Gong's ferocious knife, Jeff once again tasted the helpless feeling of life and death being in the hands of others. He hoped in his heart that Ian would arrive in time, but in the blink of an eye the enemy disappeared without a trace. Without a trace, all he could see was a rapidly enlarging meteor, which came to him in an instant.

The strong wind hit his head and face, and the skin on his face was squeezed back toward his ears like a face lift. The sword shadow had clearly not reached his body, but it was like thousands of needles pricking him at the same time. In this flash of lightning, he

He just thought that if he didn't die, he would have to leave China far away and never set foot in China again. The earthlings here were so terrible that he, a Martian, could only go back to the United States and draw circles.

Just when the stinging pain reached its limit and Jeff couldn't bear it anymore, he suddenly disappeared from the void just as he came. Jeff suddenly opened his eyes wide, and sure enough, Ian's cute fat hand opened wide again.

Kai Zheng was standing in front of him, and the skin on the back of his hand was also stretched half a foot by the opponent's sharp sword, and the tip almost touched Jeff's chest.

Good brother! This is the second time you have saved my life. The throne of the world's number one superpower belongs to you. I won't fight with you anymore. Jeff took a long breath and a smile appeared on his face, but he decided to give up in his heart.

his ambition.

However, this smile had already solidified before it fully unfolded. Jeff felt a pain in his chest and stood frozen on the spot. His eyes were full of disbelief, and his mouth was wide open.

He took his last breath and fell straight back.

Ian, who was holding the sword, was startled. Jeff, who was on the ground, had dull eyes and a pale face. There was a gradually expanding blood stain on the clothes on his chest. It was obvious that he died from the sword in his chest, but he was obviously already weakening.

The sword was blocked before it hit Jeff, and the tip of the sword did not protrude from the back of his hand. Why did this change occur?

He was still staring blankly at Jeff on the ground, unable to think of a reason. Suddenly there was a light movement in his hand, and he subconsciously grabbed the tip of the sword with his backhand. When he turned around, he realized that the old Chinese man who killed Jeff was also standing straight.

He fell back to the ground, his face was gray and his eyes were staring blankly at the sky, and he obviously lost his life.

This attack actually ended in both death, and as the protagonist, Liang Gong was not among the two of them, but became a bystander, which was really unexpected by everyone.

The members of the Jing'an congregation who had originally cursed because of Wu Shi's sneak attack also closed their mouths and looked at the two corpses in confusion, not knowing why it would turn out like this.

Only Liang Daxia, who was lucky enough to escape, walked quietly to Wu Shi's side, looked down at the dead old man with a dead expression, shook his head and said, "Oh! Why are you suffering at such an old age?"

He had no grievances with this old man, but he didn't expect that Wu Shi would even risk his life in order to kill him.

"What a powerful innate sword energy! Alas! He is too old. This blow has gathered all the energy and energy in his body. With one swing of the sword, all the energy and energy in his body will be released. His vitality will be cut off. In fact, he should have already been alive while he was in the air.

The soul returns to the underworld, but the unyielding spiritual force supports the sword to its fullest, and this invisible sword energy penetrates into the opponent's chest through the air regardless of strength."

Tang Qin, who looked a little pityful and a little unworthy of him, also came over and looked at Wu Shi, who was on the ground with unparalleled martial arts. Even if the ancestors of the Tang family were here, they might not be able to block the blow just now. It's a pity that the martial arts of China has another

I have lost a grand master.

"Get out of the way!" A cold and sharp voice came from behind, and the two of them looked at each other and silently stepped aside.

Fu Hui knelt down and stared at Wu Shiling for a long time, then reached out to touch his eyes, picked him up with his own hands, walked slowly to his big Mercedes, put him in the back seat and sat down.

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