Chapter 1254  Magnificent

Chapter 1254 It’s magnificent

Zhao Xuanyang nodded to Jiang Wang's courage in showing his sword to show respect.

Then he finally half-turned around and looked at Jiang Wang head-on.

"How much fighting and killing is wrong? I have always advocated peace. Let's fight civilly rather than violently." He still smiled and said: "Look, you scared these people."

It was obvious that the two of them were facing each other near the door of the restaurant, and it was obvious that everyone else was far away from them.

But in the entire restaurant, the drinkers, diners, and clerks all moved as far away as possible, almost crowding against the wall.

At this moment, Jiang Wang suddenly thought of it.

If it were the "Jiang Wang" among these people, what would they do now?

Everyone in the restaurant is probably a hostage!

Zhao Xuanyang is the genius of Jingguo, and Jingguo is the overlord of the central region.

The hegemonic country must bear the responsibility of the hegemonic country. Tianjiao should have the responsibility of Tianjiao.

If these people in the restaurant are used as hostages, regardless of gender, age or age, extraordinary or not, they will be coerced to death. I guess Zhao Xuanyang would not be without worries.

From the most ruthless combat perspective, this may be the only factor that can be exploited in such an environment.

But Jiang Wang held the sword in his hand and said: "You have forty breaths to leave here. After forty breaths, I will do my best to fight to the death."

He said this calmly.

The fearful people in the restaurant turned their attention to Zhao Xuanyang, the genius of Jingguo.

Zhao Xuanyang smiled and nodded.

So a group of people swarmed out, bypassed Jiang Wang at a distance, filed out from Zhao Xuanyang, and poured out of the restaurant door. No one even dared to stay near the restaurant, and they all ran to the outside.

They really have no right to watch a battle of this level.

The huge restaurant suddenly became empty.

Only the leftover food and wine on the many tables are still describing the hustle and bustle just now.

Zhao Xuanyang's eyes finally looked a little surprised.

He originally thought that Jiang Wang would do something while the crowd was filing out, and he was already prepared accordingly. Unexpectedly, Jiang Wang did nothing. It seemed that he just wanted to clear a battlefield for a fair duel.

A monk from the inner palace was cleaning up the battlefield and wanted to fight on an equal footing with him, Zhao Xuanyang?

This is really ridiculous.

But this feeling made him novel!

Looking into those calm and clear eyes, he thought, this is really an interesting person.

Then in the next moment, the sword shined in his eyes!

In Zhao Xuanyang's eyes, the young man in front of him, wearing a black robe, long hair, and dressed in a very low-spirited manner, suddenly became full of energy.

Red fire flowed from his body, frosty wind hung behind him, and suddenly a sword hit him, with the power to topple the sky pillar!

"It's so interesting!" Zhao Xuanyang couldn't help but praise.

Then he took action.

He really just "shoots".

His wooden sword was still in his hand, and his empty right hand reached forward, two fingers together!

In an instant, the jade color flowed, and the two fingers reflected the light.

It actually caught the sword edge of Sauvignon Blanc!

Jiang Wang struck at him with his pinnacle sword, but was blocked by these fingers and could not make any further progress.

What a huge gap is this? !

Zhao Xuanyang twisted his fingers around the edge of the sword, intending to break the tip of Sauvignon Blanc's sword.

The sharp sword sound that suddenly sounded was the cry of Sauvignon Blanc!

As for Jiang Wang, whose strongest sword was easily intercepted, there was no trace of surprise on his face.

There was a huge gap between him and Zhao Xuanyang.

Of course he is a genius, but Zhao Xuanyang is also a genius.

He only has the internal cultivation level, but Zhao Xuanyang is already a god!

The gap in strength is already there, and it cannot be overcome by pure will. He must recognize the reality.

After recognizing the reality...

Fight again!

Jiang Wang's whole body seemed to have turned into a floating leaf, floating gently. This Sauvignon Blanc is the petiole of a floating leaf.

Following the terrifying power of Zhao Xuanyang's two fingers, he swung up high. Without leaving his hand on the sword, he floated closer to Zhao Xuanyang and opened his mouth——

The true fire of samadhi rushed towards my face.

At the same time, his left hand suddenly pressed out.

A wisp of frosty wind floated in his palm, turning into a cold spike, silently driving towards Zhao Xuanyang's heart.

At this moment, Jiang Wang had already launched a series of killing moves.

It cannot be said that it is not strong, and its grasp of fighter opportunities cannot be said to be inaccurate.

Zhao Xuanyang was still smiling, and his handsome and handsome face was suddenly covered with a layer of golden light.

The true fire of Samadhi rushed forward, but only a slight glimmer of golden light came out.

At the same time, his left hand holding the wooden sword moved only a few inches.

After the killing nail fell, it was nailed right on the sword!

Ding~

There is only such a very small sound, only this sound.

Zhao Xuanyang's two fingers that clamped the tip of the sword suddenly turned around and returned Sauvignon Blanc to its original shape, and then with a gentle move, he sent Jiang Wang back to his original position with the sword in hand.

Float back and land.

At this moment, Jiang Wang had red fire on his body, frosty wind on his back, and a long sword in his hand, still looking brilliant. Next to him was the wine table where he placed the sharp knife.

He returned to the starting position, as if he had never taken a step.

But he clearly has exhausted all means!

Zhao Xuanyang, on the other hand, just raised his finger and moved the sword.

What a despairing disparity!

"It's a pity to destroy such a good sword." Zhao Xuanyang chuckled.

The difference in strength, he thought, was already obvious enough.

It's time to give up resistance.

But the next moment, he heard the chirping of birds, he saw shooting stars streaking across the sky, and he saw fireworks blooming one after another between the sky and the earth...

The art of fire!

Jiang Wang didn't know what giving up was. As the fire world spread out, his left eye turned red.

The map of riding alone into the formation has been spread out, and the setting sun is falling to the west again.

At the same time, he launched an attack on the physical and spiritual levels!

The bright and scorching sun fell from the sky, with the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. And the handsome figure in the yin-yang Taoist robe just smiled and turned up his palms, holding up the sky with one hand!

He pressed the "sun" back into the sky with one palm, as if pressing it on the extreme wall, flattening the "sun" and then crushing it to pieces!

The illusion of the soul level collapsed.

Jiang Wang's Qianyang Eyes suddenly closed, and he shed a bloody tear.

But in the world outside him, Zhao Xuanyang did not dodge, looking around at the fire world he was in, and marveled: "What a genius's idea, it has already sprouted life. Such a beautiful scenery, it is magnificent!"

This is an all-round gap, this is a complete crushing.

But true courage is not about the strong fighting the weak.

It is a challenge to the impossible, a challenge to despair!

Jiang Wang's left eye was bleeding, and the power of his soul was defeated, but he moved forward in the fire world, slashing out with a sword, bold, stubborn, and courageous!

When humans stand between heaven and earth, they should support heaven and earth!

His extremely high-spirited momentum seemed to have a subtle connection with the fire world at this moment.

There are "people" in heaven and earth!

In the world of fire, there is a truly indomitable "god"!

In terms of pure swordsmanship, Jiang Wang's strongest sword style so far is of course the herringbone sword.

The ultimate sword in the Sword Immortal state is more about integrating the power of supernatural powers and integrating all kinds of things into one, similar to Chongxuan Zun's Sun, Moon and Star Three-wheel Cutting Sword.

At this moment, Jiang Wang cut out the herringbone sword in the fire world, showing human courage and unyieldingness in front of the divine genius Zhao Xuanyang.

The fire realm technique is the strongest technique that Jiang Wang can use now.

Combining magical powers, totems, and Taoism into one realm.

The strongest Taoist skill so far and the strongest swordsmanship so far have reached a wonderful unity at this moment.

Facing such a desperate opponent, Jiang Wang became more and more courageous and made another breakthrough.

The art has been born in the world, and the sword has become the way!

"Okay!" Zhao Xuanyang's eyes lit up.

Once it was bright, it never got dark again.

An ethereal figure seemed to jump out of his eyes and jump to his wooden sword.

The wooden sword produces brilliant light.

Zhao Xuanyang held the sword in his left hand and stood it upright in front of him.

The wooden sword blade was just against Jiang Wang's sword tip!

The blade of the wooden sword divided Zhao Xuanyang's face into two parts. One side reflects the light of the fire world, but the other side seems to be hidden in shadow, making it difficult to see clearly.

Jiang Wang, who came with his sword, looked at him like this.

Jiang Wang saw no emotion in Zhao Xuanyang's eyes.

In Jiang Wang's eyes, Zhao Xuanyang never found despair.

They looked at each other, their will to fight colliding.

Time and space seemed to have frozen.

At that time, meteors were streaking across the sky, flame sparrows were flying in the sky, and fireworks were swaying all around.

The young man in black robe hit the south wall with his sword.

And this peerless divine genius is as majestic as a mountain, indestructible and unmovable.

Jiang Wang couldn't go any further. The man and his sword were frozen in mid-air, but Zhao Xuanyang sighed: "You've hit the south wall, why don't you come back?"

After sighing, he gently turned the wooden sword he held vertically in his hand, and the tip of Sauvignon Blanc's sword followed the direction of the turning of the wooden sword, pressed against the body of the wooden sword, and stabbed out.

It just passed through the side of Zhao Xuanyang's face, piercing the air, but not damaging a hair on his face.

Sauvignon Blanc's full-moon hilt then collided with the wooden sword's edge.

Man and sword converge.

At this time, Jiang Wang was already close to him. Zhao Xuanyang made a fist with his right hand and punched him in the abdomen.

In mid-air, Jiang Wang arched like a shrimp, and the four inner palaces and the Tongtian Palace were shaken rapidly, and they lost their resistance for a while.

Zhao Xuanyang unclenched his fist, shook his hand, and pulled out a golden rope. After wrapping it twice, he tied Jiang Wang tightly.

I don’t know what kind of material this rope is made of, but the moment I tied it up, a faint golden glow imprinted on Tongtian Palace... The Dao Yuan in Jiang Wang’s body seemed to have solidified, and he could no longer move.

The outcome has been decided.

This was a confrontation without much suspense. Perhaps Jiang Wang himself was the only one still trying to figure out a possibility.

Now, this struggle has failed.

The magnificent world of fire collapsed.

The restaurant they were in had been burned to the ground and nothing was left. It was a scorched place and became an ugly scar in the city.

Although Yu Bo was confined to this restaurant, no one could be seen within a radius of one mile.

Only the extraordinary power belonging to the Zhongshan Kingdom was guarding within a mile... waiting to clean up the mess.

Only then did Zhao Xuanyang look at Jiang Wang: "In that sword strike you just made, I almost saw the prototype of the great avenue. It's a pity that you were born ten years late."

He thought for a while and then said: "No, maybe five years."

In his opinion, in ten or five years, Jiang Wang would be able to achieve the divine presence and truly compete with him today. This can be said to be a very high evaluation.

But now getting high praise from Zhao Xuanyang may not be a good thing.

The higher his future ceiling, the more reluctant his enemies will be to let him go.

At this time, Jiang Wang's arms were tightly tied to his torso with golden ropes, making him unable to move.

His left eye was closed tightly, and blood stains snaked down his face.

The right eye that was still open showed no resentment or pity, but was calm. He just said: "It's no pity. There are early walkers in life. You were born later than some people, and I was born earlier than others. I was caught by you today because my skills were inferior to others, that's all."

"I appreciate you more and more." Zhao Xuanyang said: "I have rarely seen such an interesting person like you... You don't seem to be upset at all?"

"What are you upset about?" Jiang Wang said quietly: "I have done everything I can and tried my best. No matter what the result is, just face it."

"It's really the mentality of a strong man! It's not like some so-called geniuses who have talent and strength but no sound personality. If it weren't for the wrong timing, I would treat you to a drink!" Zhao Xuanyang admired, and then said: "In the battle just now, Twice, I actually had some distracting thoughts. I guess it was caused by your magical power?"

He asked with great interest: "It's really interesting. What is the magical power you have been hiding?"

Facing Zhao Xuanyang, who was in a divine state, Jiang Wang had absolutely no qualifications to hold back if he wanted to struggle for any possibility of escape.

This led to the fact that he had hidden his misguided path for so long and had not been exposed in the Yellow River Conference. He failed when dealing with Zhao Xuanyang and was discovered!

This is undoubtedly bad news. But under such circumstances, it is nothing more than adding frost to the snow.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Jiang Wang had no expression on his face.

Zhao Xuanyang shrugged: "I don't want to say that I don't force myself, but I can probably guess a thing or two anyway."

He casually hung the wooden sword diagonally behind his back, stretched out his hand, took out the Sauvignon Blanc that Jiang Wang was holding tightly in his hand, and helped him put it back into the dragon's wooden sheath. He also very considerately helped him tie this famous sword around his waist.

"Okay." Zhao Xuanyang looked at the tightly tied Jiang Wang with satisfaction and admired his masterpiece: "It's time for us to go to Yujing Mountain. I admire you very much, and I will prepare delicious food for you."

"Should I say thank you?" Jiang Wang asked.

He looked really embarrassed, but his expression was so calm. As if ready for anything, no matter what awaits him.

This is indeed the calmness of doing your best without regrets and doing your best without regrets.

"Hahaha." Zhao Xuanyang laughed happily: "That's not necessary!"

He reached out and took Jiang Wang's arm, and was about to fly away with the prisoner.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly struck over, piercing into people's ears extremely sharply.

"Zhao Xuanyang, I advise you to let go of your hands."

The voice said: "If you don't want to die."

The tone is calm, but the content is arrogant.

The volume is not loud, but in this city of Zhongshan Kingdom... everyone must hear it!

Who is so bold and dares to speak to Zhao Xuanyang like this? !

Jiang Wang and Zhao Xuanyang looked eastward almost at the same time.

It was exactly noon, and the sun was high in the sky.

But even the sun cannot monopolize its brilliance.

Like the moon in the sky, falling into the world.

From the end of the long street, a figure in white robes and silver armor walked slowly.

The frost-like spear hung diagonally behind him, with its tip touching the ground.

As this person moved forward, a gap was cut out of the floor tiles.

It was a crack in the ground as straight as a gun, extending from behind the man to the end of his field of vision.

When he comes with a gun, people should stare.

Wherever he goes, the earth should be divided into two parts.

This spear is named Shaohua, and this armor is named Wushuang.

This person……

His name is Ji Zhaonan!

Yesterday, a reader said, Ah Shi, now that you are popular, delete some of your previous complaints. I think someone is talking about you.

I remembered that an alliance leader had told me the same thing before.

That time he recommended others to read Naked Heart, and the person said, "It's well written, and I'm willing to spend money to read it. But the author is too blind, and keeps complaining. It's really annoying to read."

The original words are actually worse than this.

So he told me, Ah Shi, otherwise go delete those words.

I said, no need. That's me too.

I like to be praised, and I am the one who occasionally shows off and inflates my ego.

It’s me who really can’t stand it any longer, has insomnia every night, and has the urge to give up every day.

I am not as tenacious as Jiang Wang, nor am I as courageous as Jiang Wang.

Stripped away from the novel world, apart from being talented and handsome, I am actually ordinary. (laugh)

Well, I want to say, that’s really me too.

There is nothing that cannot be faced. There is no shame in being vulnerable, nor is it my fault that I was attacked for no reason.

Because I update it every day and don’t have a whole block of time to exercise, the notebook is a way for me to vent my emotions.

Has anyone experienced online violence? Has anyone ever been attacked by flies for no apparent reason? Has anyone ever been trapped in a long dark night with no hope?

No one can truly relate to it.

I am grateful to myself at that time for still having the urge to express myself and for being able to resolve those negative emotions.

When you are so sad that there is no more nonsense, then goodbye.

Those who feel that the author is a creative machine with a mind like a god and no personal emotions can only say that he has no connection with this book.

I can’t write or talk anymore.

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The two updates are combined and available in the evening.