Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

“Ahem!”

Zuo You Xian coughed up blood, his sword intent is unquenchable, unyielding, as a warrior, even if he dies, he is not afraid, this is a belief, a will.

“If it weren’t for my sword and current, still in the realm of god separation instead of god flow, I wouldn’t have lost so badly!” Zuo You Xian said.

Jiang Hao shrugged his shoulders and did not say no, but for the sake of his kendo not weaken, he left him a bit of face.

The same stream of sword gang is indeed good, it is a martial art that combines the two of Meridian Gang and Non Bing’s sword technique, and it can be practiced to the highest level, or it can be derived into magical powers.

However, in Jiang Hao’s opinion, the horror of the sword twenty-three is even more above the ordinary divine power, far from the sword art and kendo that can match the sword art and kendo of the same stream.

“Hand over your martial arts!” Jiang Hao waved his hand and pulled out the invisible sword qi nailed to Zuo Youxian’s body, and blood splashed everywhere.

The true descendant of the Dao Ancestor, Zuo Youxian, who ranked seventh among the eight masters of the evil sect, was almost nailed to death by a sword, and the incident spread throughout the rivers and lakes like the wind.

Jiang Hao rode the clouds, protected the wind, and soon the third demon gate arrived.

Rong Fengxiang, a descendant of Lao Junguan, a branch of the True Transmission Sect, has average strength, but because he has long defected to the Yin Lu Sect, no one dares to provoke him.

This kind of garbage, Jiang Hao had no interest in fighting at all, so he casually packed it up, and then rushed to the next demon gate.

Demon Gate Heavenly Lotus Sect, Jiang Hao was still domineering as always, and directly killed it.

“Jiuhou Zun drove, a little thin wine!”

The Sect Master of the Heavenly Lotus Sect, nicknamed Fat Jia, An Long, who was ranked five of the eight masters of the Demon Gate, had already prepared a table of banquets and waited for Jiang Hao to come.

I have to say that the flow of information of businessmen is fast, but Jiang Hao has used Tengyun to drive the fog, and now it is only more than half of the day.

However, this An Long heard a lot of information about Jiang Hao in the past half a day.

“You fat man, it’s funny!” Jiang Hao chuckled, took the wine glass casually, and drank it down.

“This is the Heavenly Heart Lotus Ring that Your Excellency wants, but I hope you can promise me one thing!”

An Long offered the strongest martial art of the Heavenly Lotus Sect “Heavenly Heart Lotus Ring” with both hands, obviously he heard Jiang Hao’s purpose, but the businessman valued profits, paid attention to profitlessness, and with the title of Fat Jia, An Long naturally would not want to do a loss-making business.

He offered the Heavenly Heart Lotus Ring, but he wanted Jiang Hao to promise one thing.

Unfortunately, collecting martial arts was not Jiang Hao’s main purpose, his real goal was to sharpen himself and go further.

“When martial arts are contaminated with copper odor, they lose their meaning!”

“I don’t like to talk to people about conditions, you fat man disgusts me!”

Jiang Hao shot directly, a fist, warm white as jade, wrapped in crimson light, and blasted out towards An Long.

“Toast and don’t eat, eat and punish wine!”

An Long’s face changed instantly, and the gentle image just now disappeared instantly, and what remained was a fat and hideous face.

An Long also struck, and a ring shot out of his hand, and the lotus ring was extremely hot, which was a blade condensed with a true qi.

“Heavenly Heart Lotus Ring” is a different species in innate true qi, the trick is to focus on the heart vein, think that the heart is the official of the monarch, the god is out, and the heart is like a sharp circle, and there is a different skill, only the wise have it.

This martial arts exercise, coupled with the incomparably complex moving, shaking, advance, retreating, rubbing, disc, flicking, twisting, circulating, pulling, shooting, pressing, clawing, cutting more than ten kinds of fingering, through the two hands of taiyin, yangming, shaoyang, sun, yin sutras, release a lotus-like burning true qi, can burn the opponent’s meridians, the yin damage is very large, in the magic path is also the only one, there is no semicolon.

If it is an ordinary martial artist, how dare to use his body to resist this Heavenly Heart Lotus Ring, even if he is hit by one or two shots, it is estimated that he will have to be hit hard.

But Jiang Hao was not an ordinary person, and that punch was not ordinary, it was just less than one percent of the strength, and he also had the courage to break through the Nine Heavens.

The Heavenly Heart Lotus Ring was directly shattered, and An Long seemed to have expected it, his fat body was actually as fast as a phantom, and he instantly distanced himself from Jiang Hao.

“Haha, there is poison in your wine, as a jianghu person who dares to be so careless, you are doomed to fall today!” Anlong laughed, as if everything was in his calculations.

Jiang Hao looked at him coldly, waved his big hand, and a throwing knife shot out.

This throwing knife seemed to be very slow, like a shooting star, slowly slicing through the sky.

“You…”

An Long was speechless at the moment, and the knife pierced his lungs and pinned him to the wall, and his eyes were full of disbelief and amazement.

Meteors are beautiful and magnificent.

The light emitted by meteors when they cut through the darkness is always exciting and moving.

But even the light of the meteor could not be compared to the flashing blade.

The glow of a meteor is short.

The light left by this flash of sword light is enough to shine for eternity!

The meteor is not slow, the slow is only the human eye, this knife, named Xiao Li flying knife!

Jiang Hao took the “Heavenly Heart Lotus Ring” and left, as for the cup of poisoned wine, for him who had already metamorphosed, it was to drink water. No fart hurts.

Extinction said, it has arrived, and now two-thirds of the day has passed.

Heavenly Monarch Xiying, ranked fourth among the eight masters of the Demon Gate, and the cultivation of Purple Qi Tianluo even Zhu Yuyan was amazed, known as the most wonderful self-created martial arts of the Demon Gate since Shi Zhixuan.

Xi Ying also seemed to have received the news, and he stood at the door of the Extinction Road, taking the initiative to wait for Jiang Hao.

“Invincible, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time!”

Xi Ying was dressed in blue clothes, dressed as a scribe, tall and thin, and on the surface he looked polite and elegant, but as long as he could see clearly the pair of eye-catching eyes under his thick eyebrows.

You can find that there is a fierce light of evil and cruelty inside, and the eyes have a purple glow, which is strange and terrifying.

Those eyes are called: Purple Pupil Fire Eye, which represents that Purple Qi Tianluo has cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, so Xi Ying is very confident, because the entire jianghu can defeat others, but in one palm, there is no invincibility.

“Fight!”

Jiang Jianghao didn’t say much, he stepped forward, and slapped out all kinds of martial arts intertwined with it with one palm, as if there were Dao patterns appearing, with great power.

“Kind of interesting!”

Xi Ying smiled cruelly, his favorite thing was to tear people to pieces little by little.

He struck, and the energy around his body continued to emerge, turning into layers of gas nets, this thing can change shape at will to meet the enemy, and the gossamer energy can cover the space of two square meters, attacking the enemy from any angle, and the power is extremely domineering.

Jiang Hao’s palm was blocked, although he didn’t even have Yicheng’s strength, it also showed that the Heavenly Monarch Xi should not be a waste.

“Yes, I am qualified to be my stepping stone!”

Jiang Hao laughed loudly, he gathered half of his strength of less than one percent again, and then used various martial arts to fight Xi Ying.

After a blaze of incense, Jiang Hao threw the beaten pig’s head Xi Ying aside, although it was a little cool, it was still not enjoyable enough.

Jiang Hao left, and now it was already evening, and a bright moon hung high in the sky.

Demon Xiangzong, it’s !!! _

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