Chapter 1652: The Yellow Millet Cannot End My Dream

When Jiang Wang and his retinue arrived at the highest-standard martial arts platform in Canglang Arena, people who had bought tickets were already sitting in the stands.

Of course, it was not just the dignitaries of the pastoral country who came.

Envoys from various countries, such as Huang Budong of Qin and Chen Suan of Jing, would not miss this opportunity to learn about the strength of other countries' geniuses.

Neither Jiang Wang nor Zhong Liyan minded fighting in the Wolf Arena, which was also a sign of confidence - they didn't mind being studied and targeted, and they didn't mind other potential opponents making preparations in advance.

Because in the next period of time, there will be no key occasions similar to the Yellow River Meeting, and with their talents... tomorrow will definitely not be today.

Their greatest need is a fighting place where they can fight without interference, without affecting others, and where they can completely liberate their power.

The Qingya Terrace in Canglang Arena is exactly this kind of place.

This Qingya Platform is a circular fighting arena with a radius of a hundred feet.

City defense-level formations were engraved on top-quality floor tiles, creating a venue that could accommodate the aftermath of a strong battle.

The surrounding stands are arranged in a stepped ring. In the auditorium, in addition to the protective formations, there are also formations that enhance insight. So that viewers with insufficient strength can also appreciate the details of the powerful monks' battles. This lowers the viewing threshold.

"As long as you are willing to spend money, you can enjoy the battle between the strong." This cross-level pleasure attracts many people to spend big bucks. It was really exciting to watch people who were far stronger than me fight life and death in front of me.

The taxes paid by the major fighting places are the highest among all industries in the pastoral country, and far exceed the second place.

Huge interests naturally give birth to a huge network of relationships, and there are big figures behind all the top fighting arenas.

Three hundred positions sounds like a lot, but when spread out on Qingya Terrace, they are actually very few and far between. But because most of the visitors were extraordinary people, the scene was very fulfilling.

Behind the huge arch is a long corridor. The lampstand hanging on the stone wall shines a dim and sacred light.

There are colorful murals on both sides of the corridor, depicting ancient legends of the grassland. It seems to be a story about a goddess saving the world, and a white bull plays an important role in it - Jiang Wang doesn't quite understand it either.

He stood here silently, waiting for the moment the duel began.

There was only an archway in front of him, made of black iron, like an iron cage to keep out ferocious beasts.

Qiao Lin led four elite warriors from the Sky Overturning Army and quietly accompanied him behind him. When envoys duel, they, as retinues, must stay on the sidelines.

Compared to Jiang Wang, who was calm and calm, Qiao Lin was obviously much more nervous. The hand holding the knife loosened and closed, and closed and loosened again.

The person presiding over this duel is the best master of ceremonies in Canglang Arena - Bian Qiang, known as the Rose of the North.

But there was obviously little room for her to play today.

Wearing a floor-length skirt, she showed a very proud figure. Showing her jade-like arms, she used a black armband to make her skin tone brighter.

Standing on the overhanging high platform, his beautiful eyes wavered, and he said in a manly voice: "On one side is the youngest military meritorious prince in the world in the past hundred years, on the other hand holds the inheritance of the hereditary princes of the Great Chu Empire; on the other side is the Yellow River in the Dao calendar 3919 The leader of the inner palace is a genius who gave up martial arts and climbed to the top again!"

"Who will win in this battle?"

"Let's wait and see, Chitan Jiang Wang will face off against Xiangu Zhongliyan!"

It has to be said that although the preparation time was short, she still did a lot of work, and even Jiang Wang's latest fiefdom in Xia Kingdom was not missed. Compared with Qingyang Town, Chitan, which was obtained by the Marquis, is obviously more suitable for the Zhongli clan.

Everyone's eyes were turned to the field.

The arch opened suddenly, and the geniuses standing on both sides of the Qingya Terrace were bathed in the skylight.

Zhong Liyan is dressed in a black outfit, with a heavy sword hanging on his back. He has a short beard and eagle eyes. When he steps, he feels like the sky is shaking and the earth is shaking.

Jiang Wang is still wearing a fluttering green shirt, with a long sword hanging on the left side of his waist and a white jade hanging on the right side, walking like a wandering cloud.

They walked opposite each other to the middle of the arena, without saying anything else to each other.

Bian Qiang also directly declared: "May God give you glory, please start this sacred battle!"

Her voice is undoubtedly pleasant, especially the blessing of divine magic, which makes it quite inspiring.

At this moment, Jiang Wang took a step forward, jumped high into the air, reached out and grabbed it, but it was facing the direction of Bian Qiang, and caught Bian Qiang's declaration in his hand.

Seize the sound as a pledge!

He rejected Bian Qiang's words with his actions.

He does not need the glory of God, nor the blessing of God, no matter what the original god or Cangtu god is.

He is God today!

Sizzle sizzle.

Bian Qiang's words rang out again between his fingers. The invisible sound pattern took on substance and erupted with the sound of thunder and lightning. He grasped the violent lightning and took out a lightning gun.

In his hands, the Vajra Thunder Sound that Subdued the Heretics has undergone a completely different change from that of the monks in Xuankong Temple. Today is just a small test, but it doesn't mean it's serious.

But when he jumped into the sky, he held the sound in his hand and turned it into thunder and lightning, and arrogantly struck down in the form of a spear. The fluttering green shirt is surrounded by white lightning, and the martial posture at this moment is truly magnificent!

Especially Zhong Liyan activated it almost at the same time, with just one step of his foot, his whole figure was like a launched ballista, making a violent scream in the air. Qi energy boiling like the sea surged around him. This body is like a rolling frenzy——

But he happened to meet Jiang Wang's thunder spear.

Everything seems to be made in heaven.

The two geniuses completed the first round of the battle with an unspeakable tacit understanding.

The energy of the spirit and the will collided with the thunder and lightning.

Zhong Liyan's heavy sword had already split the thunder spear into pieces. And his own blood energy suddenly shot up into the sky like smoke, breaking away from the clouds, as if he was about to hit the scorching sun!

At the end of the pillar of smoke, there are still overlapping skies vaguely outside the sky.

Zhong Liyan is still the same Zhong Liyan, but when you look at him at this moment, your eyes will be burned and consumed. It's so scary that you can't look directly at it. His breath was like thunder, and every move he made was like water and fire.

In this battle with Jiang Wang, all the testing, understanding, and weighing were done in one go!

After the first combination, he had completely liberated himself, showing the spirit and blood of the warrior who had developed divinity after his spine was opened to the twenty-first level.

What does the so-called "great martial artist defeat all laws" rely on?

It is the muscles, bones, flesh and hair of this body that transcend the separation between heaven and man. It is Qi and blood that connects to the gods!

The scattered lightning lay at his feet, suppressed by the surrounding Yuan Power. The heavy sword with both hands just swept over, as if it had pushed a mountain!

More than just a resemblance? !

His energy and blood roared like a river, and the shadow of a sword-shaped peak actually moved into the void behind him.

Who can move a sword like a mountain?

In Jiang Wang's inner realm, there is also an overwhelming sword that combines all supernatural powers. However, compared with Zhong Liyan's sword, it seems vain.

Jiang Wang's sword had the power to bend the Tianzhu, and it was his most powerful sword at that time.

As for Zhong Liyan, who has entered the twenty-first level of martial arts, this sword is more than powerful. It has the potential to overturn mountains, the meaning of overturning mountains, and even more the power to overturn mountains!

Everything is dim because the mountain blocks out the sky and the sun.

Everything is pushed away again, because this mountain is unstoppable and sweeps away all the dust!

Everything is rejected, everything is crushed.

This is the first martial artist Jiang Wang has faced who can stand up to the gods.

This is the terrifying power that a martial artist can display after he sets foot in the twenty-first heaven.

At this time, the sky is open and the earth is vast, with nothing on all sides except heavy swords like peaks and mountains.

The man of God pushed it with this sword, sweeping across the eight wastelands, it was unstoppable!

However, there was someone standing in front of this mountain.

The word "people accompanying mountains"... means "immortal"!

The figure hanging in the sky, with the lightning in its hand just disintegrating, faced such a majestic sword, but did not retreat or avoid it, but moved forward.

Facing the Huanghuang Sword Mountain, the blue clouds loomed beneath my feet. In the few undetectable gaps of energy, I stepped on the top of the Sword Mountain with one step!

What a bold artist.

The five palaces rotated between his chest and abdomen, and the bright light of the heavenly body instantly penetrated the suppression of vision by Zhong Liyan's sword.

The mountain of blindness has since moved away.

Suddenly, the collision between the two geniuses of the world presented a clearer picture.

Wuyan Lanzhu saw that Zhongliyan's blood energy was soaring, like a god and demon coming to the world, and a mountain of swords crushing him, trying to suppress all dissatisfaction. Although I am outside the venue, I know that Qingya Stage can definitely guarantee the safety of the audience, but I still feel a sense of panic as I stand alone in the snowstorm.

At this moment, the Marquis of Wu'an of Qi State walked out of the shadow of the mountain and set foot on the top of the mountain.

The corners of the robe are rolled up and fluttering like a fairy.

Perhaps this is the only high mountain in the world, but immortals are always on high mountains.

Although she couldn't understand the battle situation, the details of the confrontation, or the various trade-offs in the battle... she felt moved for no reason.

Qingya Terrace at this time.

The energy and blood smoke immediately rose to the sky. There were many mountain shadows behind Zhong Liyan, and the epee held in both hands stood like a mountain standing between the sky and the earth.

And on the tip of the heavy sword, Jiang Wang stood on one foot.

His left hand was bluffing, with five fingers facing the sky. Five-colored light groups were swirling at the fingertips, and violent energy flowed around him. There were red flames in his eyes, and the frosty wind blew.

The light of supernatural power blessed this body, and the body of heaven was liberated, making him step forward with a huge force and step on the heavy sword to go down!

Confrontation again!

The True Fire of Samadhi spread rapidly along Zhong Liyan's heavy sword, and fell lightly without a wisp of wind, almost meeting Zhong Liyan face to face.

The murderous aura is so strong that it hurts the soul!

Zhongliyan's sword is named "Nanyue".

Because this sword was said to be the leader of Nan Lai, it was named "Nan Yue".

After he decided to give up martial arts and practice martial arts, he obtained this sword regardless of the cost. This sword is extremely valuable!

When fighting with force, what should warriors fear?

Faced with Jiang Wang's strong pressure to free the body of Tianfu, he just raised the tip of his sword——

Light and fluttering like a flower in the lantern.

Provoked Nanyue.

He actually overturned the power gathered by Tianfu!

Qi and blood surged wildly, extinguishing the flames on the sword body.

When Jiang Wang's wind blows, it rises and floats like a horned antelope, fierce and fast.

Zhong Liyan raised his sword and struck Shuangfeng squarely.

His swordsmanship is skillful, simple, direct and just right. However, by returning to his original state of swordsmanship, he achieved an effect similar to that of Chongxuan Zunzhanwang's magical power.

Sword energy collides with magical power!

If it were the sword energy of an ordinary Shenlin monk, it would be impossible to block Bu Zhou Feng.

Only Zhong Liyan is a martial artist who has mastered the spirit and blood, and his sword energy also has divine will, so he still maintained a stalemate for a breath before collapsing.

This wisp of frost wind hit the edge of Nanyue Sword.

According to legend, the sky wind that fell after the collapse of Mount Buzhou met Nanyue.

Ding!

But it just made such a crisp sound.

Suddenly Lian Zhenyi's eyes widened. Her cultivation and vision were far better than those of her good sisters, but at the moment she just felt unbelievable. She saw a long nail that was completely black and had a frosty white tip, nailed to the edge of the Nanyue Sword. Edge meets edge.

A small spike actually pushed the heavy sword away, pushing Zhong Liyan back several feet!

Is the magical power that is said to be the most lethal among the Eight Winds actually so terrifying?

Being in the game, Jiang Wang's perception is naturally different. He knew very well that Zhong Liyan's retreat at this moment was just to avoid Bu Zhoufeng's killing power. Once the power was exhausted, he could come back at any time to kill him.

Without any hesitation, he suppressed the Taoist technique with his backhand.

The spirits of the seven constellations each show their power and circle high in the sky. Dragons, dragons, foxes and rabbits, and the brilliant light and shadow, call this Qingya Terrace, as if you are in a divine realm. Then they staggered instantly!

The chaotic light is flying, and the air is impeccable.

The terrifying turbulent flow of vitality directly overwhelmed Zhong Liyan.

Cang Long’s Seven Changes, Qisu’s Ultimate Kill!

At this time, Zhong Liyan had just cut off the killing nail and was coming towards him, but he had to face this killing move.

This was a super-level Taoist technique he had never seen before, and it really made him feel threatened.

But this is certainly not enough.

In the violent turbulence of vitality, Zhong Liyan held Nanyue in his hand and just shouted. The chest was like thunder!

The energy and blood around him turned into an angry dragon, smashing the Jiaomu Jiao where Mu Yuan had condensed on the spot, breaking away the turbulent flow of energy, and carried Zhong Liyan soaring into the sky.

Jiang Wang raised one hand and used his excellent control to guide the turbulent flow of vitality, chasing Zhong Liyan straight away.

Throughout the ages, there have been so many schools of spiritual practice.

Why is martial arts alone regarded as a promising new path that can be followed along with the righteous path of spiritual practice?

Because only martial arts can truly utilize the energy, blood and body to the limit.

Martial arts was born out of military art, but it has its own path.

It is different from Confucianism and Taoism, and is uniquely shaped by the physical body.

The energy and blood are so powerful and intense that there is no room for Dao Yuan to survive in the body!

At this moment, Qi and blood are broken, and both sides are exhausted.

However, Zhong Liyan jumped high above the Qi and Blood Dragon and struck vertically with his sword!

This sword split the air and cut the space in half.

"Space cut in half" is not a description, but a description.

Where the Nanyue Sword passes, the space is directly cut into two sections, like a book being opened from the middle. The pages on both sides are the dark and lightless void.

Turn over the layers.

The characters in the pages of the book are the turbulent flow of energy created by Qisu Juesha. They were poured out in such a way that they were finally opened!

Crash.

The space fault is like paper.

When "this book" is turned to the end, Jiang Wang is the spine, the middle line, and the end point.

After Zhong Liyan gave up martial arts and practiced martial arts, he also overturned the swordsmanship he had learned in the past. It combines hundreds of top-notch sword techniques and blends them into one, thus creating this Huangliang Sword Technique.

In a dream, I experienced all the splendor.

Therefore, we can return to our original nature and see our true self.

Traveling to Nanyue with yellow beams, one sword "turns the book" to cut off the world, and the pages of the book will write a person's life.

Clang!

Everyone heard the sword cry!

This sound of dragons moving in the nine heavens is like thunder shaking the blue sky. It makes people wake up suddenly when they hear it.

The world-famous Sauvignon Blanc has been unsheathed!

Jiang Wang stood tall on the "book spine", blowing the frosty wind and turning his clothes into white clothes, and the red fire in his eyes had already swam.

He is like a character in a book who has come to reality.

It is the silhouette in the story that embodies life.

Then the skeleton is built, then the flesh and blood are filled, then it is like a fairy coming to the world, then the sword is everywhere!

An entire book of yellow beams was shattered into pieces in an instant!

And he was in the fragments of this space and the fragments of sword energy, and he asked Zhong Liyan——

Who can write all my life, Jiang Wang?

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ps: "The yellow beam has not been able to fulfill my dreams, and my regrets and regrets are just like smoke." - Why is love so strong? "Wang Sheng is also old"