Red Heart Survey

For people like Zhong Liyan.

You can laugh at his repeated defeats.

It's okay to laugh at one of his tendencies.

You can laugh at his overreaching.

But there is no way to laugh at his hard work, nor his talent.

Regardless of the orthodox practice path or the martial arts path, he can reach the top level of his peers.

The strength of this Huangliang sword art is definitely not inferior to any top sword art in the realm of gods.

Different from Zhang Xun's extremely condensed sword qi Chengsi, his sword qi is another kind of solidification, a unity of strength and intention.

But at this moment it shattered.

Together with the unfolding sword pose.

And Jiang Wang just drew his sword!

Before flowering, supernatural powers can only be regarded as supernatural power seeds.

After flowering, supernatural powers are called supernatural powers.

Calculating with one's fingers, the real Sword Immortal has not appeared in front of people for half a year.

This is the six months of rapid growth after Shenlin, and this is another six months that Jiang Wang has not wasted.

The audience sitting here today is undoubtedly blessed.

There are not many people who can see Jiang Wang fully displaying the power of the Sword Immortal. And most of them... are dead.

At this moment, Zhong Liyan cut out Huang Liang's dream with a sword, split the space into pages, and formed a book of Huang Liang.

Jiang Wang drew his sword at the spine of the book.

The sword performs the supernatural powers of all kinds of magic, and the brilliance shines all over in an instant.

What fell from the sky was Huacheng carved by fireworks!

In other words, that city is not gorgeous. But every bit is specific, and the fireworks are real. Because it bears the memory and illuminates the fire, it looks extraordinarily bright.

I often think of my old friend's old city.

In this way, he poured into the world!

There was a murmur from the stands.

Zuo Guanglie was really powerful in the frontier back then, and he was quite famous on the grassland. At that time, he had already created fireworks for a long time, making it the most famous fire basic Taoism in the world. The idea of ​​burning the city with fireworks had already taken shape at that time. When he used it for the first time in a war at the age of nineteen, it became his most representative Taoism.

Many people recognize this technique.

Of course it's all just a description.

At this time, Yancheng reappeared, burning in the wolf arena. It's like a legend repeating itself, making people recall the fleeting years.

Huang Sheli on the sidelines was momentarily infatuated.

She couldn't help but think of the scene she saw when she squatted half-squat next to the martial arts platform the year before last to watch the battle - the young man in green clothes pressed a beautiful flame flower on the side that displayed the swallowing thief. The domineering Xiang Mou's face pushed him to the ground.

It was that scene that allowed her to break free from the dazzling array of beautiful skins and see the beauty of the so-called Fairy Jiang.

It is for the beauty of appearance.

And what was it like then?

At that time, the young man was already as mighty as a god, and the fireworks at that time had already built Huacheng.

boom!

This magnificent city of flames was directly smashed down. Instantly destroyed the power of Huang Liang's sword, brought the dream back to the present world, smashed Zhong Liyan and his sword into the sky, and made the blood dragon howl!

Zhong Liyan vomited a mouthful of blood, but it was as easy as spitting a mouthful of saliva. He only fell a few feet before turning over, like a dragon soaring into the abyss. Still full of energy and full of energy and blood.

Wu Fu's strong physique is also their biggest reliance in fighting. It is also the reason why he, Zhong Liyan, has provoked Dou Zhao many times and is still alive and kicking.

This moment.

The terrifying stream of flames mixed with Qi and blood, and there was an unspeakable burnt smell in the air.

Jiang Wang is just a horizontal sword among the fragments of space!

This smell swelled to the extreme in an instant, like a surging sea, filling Zhong Liyan's sense of smell in an instant.

To make the will as tough as him, there is also a moment of trance.

The spirit and blood of the martial artist are as concentrated as one, especially Zhong Liyan, who has stepped into the 21st stage of martial arts. Although he can't release his spiritual knowledge and interfere with reality, if he wants to hurt someone from the level of spirit and soul, he can hardly do it. impossible. If the spirit rushes into Wu Fu's Primordial Spirit Sea rashly, it will probably be burned by Qi and blood first.

Therefore, the Bodhisattva of Six Desires cut out by Jiang Wang's sword does not start from the primordial spirit sea, but interferes with reality with spiritual consciousness and guides the "smell" of six desires.

The power is naturally far inferior to the soul level, but sometimes the application of Taoism lies in "suitability".

Obscure his heart by smelling it, and then step closer.

Jiang Wang drew his sword horizontally, but the wind and clouds surged again, and the spirit of Qisu appeared together, cutting the violent flow of vitality on Zhong Liyan's body!

This time, Zhong Liyan's fall was without delay, almost like a meteorite, it hit the ground heavily, and the floor tiles engraved with powerful patterns made an embarrassing cracking sound.

Centered on the place where his back landed, the floor tiles of city defense level seemed to be sunken.

The pain of the skin and flesh is nothing at all, and the injury of the internal organs is nothing more than a trivial matter.

The last thing Zhong Liyan wanted to admit was that at this moment when his body hit the floor tiles, he felt a kind of pressure.

A kind of pressure similar to facing Dou Zhao!

It's not that Jiang Wang's power has any overwhelming advantage. Although those spells, supernatural powers and swordsmanship are very powerful, Zhong Liyan is not without knowledge, let alone without corresponding means.

It was the feeling of being restrained everywhere and being seized every step of the way, which made him quite stiff and restrained during the battle. Kong has a strong body and superb swordsmanship, but he can only be hit by the head.

It seemed that every move he made was within the opponent's expectation. In other words, he is always walking in that kind of forced choice.

Like a fish fluttering in the net, no matter how hard it is, it can't break free from the invisible giant net.

Obviously when they met in the mountain and sea realm back then, he thought he still had the superior strength. Today's self is more than a hundred times stronger than that day? But on the contrary, he didn't have the slightest chance.

Such a result... how could he accept it? !

Kaka Kaka.

His bones exploded joint by joint.

The spine dragon is liberated to the twenty-first quarter, and the power of the twenty-first heaven is activated!

hum~~

There was a sound of the bowstring being fully drawn, which made the air freeze. It was his muscles, which were tensing piece by piece at a terrifying speed.

Like the precise puppet parts, the scheduling was completed in an instant, and every part of the physical body was exploding with power.

It was his roaring blood that trembled in the void, roaring like a beast.

This power has expanded to the limit, making the space already distorted.

And the blood dragon soared into the air, and bloody flames ignited outside him. This kind of blood flame does not see evil at all, but is majestic and clear, as fierce as the scorching sun, with awe-inspiring majesty.

This blood flame also boiled on Zhong Liyan's body surface.

At this moment, they seem to be the same, already interlinked.

The Qi and Blood Dragon shrunk sharply, and suddenly fell off, and landed on the Nanyue Sword, wrapping around the hilt. Like an illusory blood rope, it entangled Zhong Liyan's palm and the hilt of his sword, and then disappeared.

Between heaven and earth, there is a sound.

click.

The floor tiles that Zhong Liyan's back was attached to had cracks like spider webs spreading out!

Whoosh!

All the majesty, majesty, and passion...

In the end, it was just a very light "ring".

The bow is full of arrows.

He rushed towards Jiang Wang again at an astonishingly high speed.

This process is so fast that it cannot be captured by sight.

But boom!

What greeted him was another city burned by fireworks.

Too precise, too appropriate.

All of these happened almost at the same time, giving people the impression that Zhong Liyan erupted suddenly, and then arrogantly hit the city of flames with his body.

Zhong Liyan, who had completely liberated the 21st Heavenly Power of Martial Dao, unexpectedly resisted Yancheng at this moment.

The blue veins on his arm bulged like a dragon, and the sword of Nanyue made a buzzing sound when it touched the space.

People and Yancheng are fixed in mid-air!

For a moment, people couldn't tell whether it was the red flames burning the city that were more intense, or the blood flames surrounding Zhong Liyan were more boiling.

But Jiang Wang didn't intend to tell.

The figure in the green shirt walked in the city of Yan, like a sword fairy in the sky, walking in his fairy world.

In the brilliant firelight and the familiar street scene, his sword light was still soaring.

At this moment, it is completely impossible to see how many swords he has unleashed, and people can only see the torrent of magic and supernatural powers——

That gray and white is the light of dead wood.

The red one is Samadhi True Fire.

Jealousy, anger, Bi Fangyin.

The one-legged divine bird raised its head and flapped its wings.

Hundreds of birds are chasing the phoenix, chirping, and then there are octaves burning the sea!

Huo Dou Yin flashed a gloomy light.

The sword light has risen again, and it has already cut out Bu Zhoufeng!

Under this torrent, Zhong Liyan kept falling, falling, swiping his sword hundreds of times, but still could only keep falling——

boom!

He landed on the ground again, and just as he was returning to the place where he landed before, his whole body fit into it perfectly. The floor tiles that had been cracked turned into powder at this moment and floated up in the wind!

The surrounding stands were eerily quiet for a while.

Wuyan Lanzhu's heart jumped into her throat, and she was about to cry out, but in the dead silence around her, she bit her lips tightly.

It was only at this time that she realized that her hand had been pinched by her good sister until it turned white and blue.

brush!

In the complex and varied gazes of the spectators, the last frosty white wind suddenly folded in front of Zhong Liyan's neck and returned.

Jiang Wang put the sword back into its sheath, and pressed the curse seal with one hand, smoothing out the chaotic flow of vitality, chaotic sword energy, blood energy, and even space fragments.

His frosty wind dissipated, his red flame disappeared, and the light of the wheel of heaven became invisible.

For a while, the sky was clear and the earth was clear, and there was peace everywhere, only calm as water and a green shirt, standing in the world with outstanding grace. Everything that seemed to be fighting against the sky and the earth just now... never happened.

Only Zhong Liyan, who was lying on his back, already collapsed, and his bewildered eyes... could still explain the intensity of the battle.

I can still describe his mood somewhat.

He never really underestimated the heroes of the world, and he never underestimated himself.

No matter when, no matter how badly he lost in front of Dou Zhao, he never gave up on himself.

Great Chu has been established for thousands of years, and the human race has a history of tens of thousands of years. There are many romantic figures.

He believed he would always have a place.

He believes that he must have extraordinary talents, must have extraordinary missions, and must be able to overcome all—

But it's all right to be born to fight Zhao, how can there be a Jiang Wang in the world?

Younger than Dou Zhao, the pressure brought to him is similar to that of Dou Zhao.

He was completely suppressed throughout the battle, and he couldn't find a chance, so that he couldn't feel unwilling!

At this time, a hand was stretched out in front of him.

Then came the face of Marquis Wu'an of Great Qi, looking at him calmly.

There is no sarcasm or pity, it's just a very common emotion...similar to "seeing a passer-by fall, reach out to help", it's such a common emotion.

"This thief is not the same as Dou Zhao, and Dou Zhao usually steps on it at such a time..."

Zhong Liyan thought inexplicably.

Snapped!

With a sudden slap, he slapped the hand in front of him away.

Zhong Liyan turned over and jumped up, jumped out of the human-shaped pit, and said angrily: "This time I didn't notice for a while, I let you take advantage of it, just wait for me, next time I need you to look good!"

Then he looked around threateningly, and walked away.

Look at that swaggering posture, as if he is the winner.

Jiang Wang looked at his back in surprise.

Of course, I am not surprised by this guy's attitude, but amazed by this resilience...

If it was placed in a different position, he would not be able to recover from this kind of injury without raising it for a few days.

Zhong Liyan just patted his butt, as if nothing happened.

He couldn't help reminding himself in his heart - if he fought with martial arts monks to the death in the future, he must not give them a chance to recover. If you can die, you will die, if you can be disabled, you will be disabled, first disintegrate all possibilities of resistance, and then talk about other things.

The beautiful emcee named Bian Qiang in Canglang Arena was still enthusiastically announcing the result.

But Jiang Wang turned around and left Qingya Terrace gracefully.

Da Chu is of course outstanding, and there are many arrogance. Being able to be famous in Chu State, Zhong Liyan is by no means easy.

But for the Marquis of Wu An today, winning a Zhong Liyan is no longer something to be proud of.

The huge arches on both sides of Qingya Terrace fell down again, blocking the figure of Tianjiao from Qi.

...

The whole Qingya Terrace was boiling. Although the spectators in the stands were either rich or expensive, they didn't have to be so reserved in the arena. Some were whispering, some were arguing loudly, and many people were shouting Jiang Wang's name with fanatical expressions.

Some people were still unsatisfied, and they were asking the people in Canglang Arena when they could arrange Jiang Wang's next duel.

Huang Sheli ignored it.

In her eyes, Huang Sheli treats all the rich and powerful alike——

Just some paying customers.

Of course, you should be enthusiastic about your customers.

But customers who have already paid...

She clenched the photo stone in her hand and left the table happily.

In principle, no one is allowed to take pictures in the Wolf Arena...

But who made her one of the bosses?

Most of the 300 VIP tickets came with a discerning eye, able to taste the details of this battle. Today, Jiang Wang's control of the battle can be called art.

And even if the cultivation base is not enough, even with the help of the insight pattern, it is not enough to grasp the rhythm of the battle, you can still see the magnificence of this battle.

He Lian Zhaotu in the stands sighed and said: "Watching this battle is like enjoying a superb long scroll, I am satisfied, I am satisfied!"

Huang Budong, who was sitting next to him, also changed from his drowsy twilight state, his eyes sparkled: "It was indeed a wonderful battle."

The breakdown of the previous negotiations did not seem to have affected their relationship.

On the other seat, Yu Wenduo couldn't help but be speechless: "Look at his performance today, his strength is no worse than that of General Naliang, right?"

When Helian Yunyun heard the words, he just shook his head slightly.

Yu Wenduo trusted the princess's blue eyes, and was a little surprised: "Is this not as good as it is?"

"My elder brother..." Helian Yunyun couldn't hide his smile, "It should be compared with Cang Ming."

Yu Wenduo was inspired by her claim: "Speaking of which, Rucheng and I are brothers and sisters. Rucheng's third brother is actually my third brother..."

In Helian Yunyun's indifferent eyes, he swallowed his voice back.

The battle ended, and the audience in the stands discussed excitedly, and gradually dispersed.

Only Chen Suan from Jingguo sat silently on the seat, his face expressionless, and his five fingers kept changing.

After a long time, it finally stopped.

But nothing was said.

Just a long sigh.