Chapter 565: Swordman

"I'm leaving. Just be yourself. If you have any questions, I'll help you."

Qin Lang laughed, and with a flick of his fingers, the person disappeared from the shelter.

Looking at Jin Beibei again, she stared in the direction where Qin Lang left, her eyes sparkling with crystal tears.

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-500c

Ice and snow are simply not enough to describe the climate at this time.

Qin Lang was shivering from the cold, and he used [Star Domain] to barely protect his skin from freezing.

The champion swordsman glanced at the returning Qin Lang and raised his giant sword without saying a word, "Continue."

"Come!!"

The figures collided fiercely in mid-air, and the burst of air blew away the ice and snow covering dozens of kilometers in radius.

For a long time, Qin Lang lived a similar life.

Waking up with body aches, accepting the teachings of the champion sword master, falling into a coma from exhaustion, and waking up again, over and over again, as if it would never end.

This boring and sad time lasted until the snow stopped.

At this moment, the temperature has dropped to -1230c, and even the air seems to be frozen.

Although everyone in the City Lord's Mansion had made adequate preparations before this, in the terrifying sub-zero environment, the shelter forged with divine bones could not stop the invasion of cold air, and death was inevitable.

At first, more than a dozen workers responsible for repairing the exterior walls of the shelter suffered frostbite, followed closely by ordinary residents. Those so-called [Immortals] began to die in batches in this extremely harsh environment.

At its peak, 3,700 people died a day, and frozen corpses were everywhere. It was too horrible to see.

However, everyone was helpless and could only watch helplessly.

"Yo, you're still alive."

This became a long time to come

, a greeting used by shelter residents after meeting each other.

After living a comfortable life in Fengrao City for so long, people have almost forgotten how cruel the end of the world is.

"If, if, I can survive, I must change, change, and become stronger." This is what most people think.

Fortunately, after enduring a week of low temperatures of 1,000 degrees, the temperature began to slowly warm up, and the number of casualties slowly dropped after reaching a peak.

More than a month later, the temperature returned to minus 70 to 80 degrees Celsius, which is the temperature at which humans can travel normally.

"During the White Curtain Era, a total of 21,389 people froze to death and 62,310 suffered frostbite. This was known in advance and shelters were built. It is difficult to imagine the situation without shelters."

People couldn't help but sigh.

"Now is not the time to be happy. While the temperature is now suitable, we must immediately recruit manpower to renovate the shelter and prepare to withstand the high temperature."

As the city lord's palace promulgated a decree, the surviving people immediately began to transform the shelter, and under the command of Li Jianshe and other craftsmen, they worked day and night to build many various cooling devices.

After another half month, the temperature reached above freezing.

The ice and snow melted, the warm sunshine shone on them, and everyone smiled from the bottom of their hearts.

At the same time, the champion swordsman's training for Qin Lang has officially entered the second stage.

At this stage, the champion swordsman's methods were even more cruel, and he would chop Qin Lang until he was about to die every time before stopping. This made Qin Lang once doubt whether the champion swordsman had a sadistic gene.

In the words of the champion swordsman himself: "Often it is only at the moment of life and death that

Only between the lines can you understand the supreme swordsmanship. Once you understand it, you can use the supreme technique of combining man and sword to transform from a human into a swordsman. "

Qin Lang lay in a pool of blood, vomiting blood and complaining, "Then I'll just be a human being."

"Ouch! Ouch!"

Qin Sha picked up the warhammer and roared at the champion swordsman. He didn't want to see Qin Lang injured, especially when he was so seriously injured, but the result was as you can imagine, he was knocked away by a sword.

The most powerful ancient god has never been in vain.

Time flies like an arrow, and time flies like a shuttle.

This morning, Qin Lang was training with the champion swordsman as usual, and suddenly found that the dead trees around him were burning for no reason, and the earth was plunged into a sea of ​​​​fire in a short period of time.

After asking Megatron, I learned that the temperature had reached 200 degrees Celsius above zero.

"Is the temperature so high? It's strange, I don't feel anything." Qin Lang murmured, he really didn't feel the heat.

The champion sword master said calmly: "That's because your muscles and bones have been tempered for thousands of times and have already become a sword embryo. After this period of life and death, the physical strength has increased by several levels. It can naturally withstand high temperatures and severe cold. Stop talking nonsense. continue."

"Teacher Juggernaut, can I take a day off today and go back to the shelter for a visit?"

He has been training on the plains for the past few months and has no time or energy to go back, even if the two sides are only a few dozen kilometers apart.

"No matter what method you use, as long as you can shake my footsteps, I will grant you a day off." The champion swordsman is a reasonable person.

"Teacher Juggernaut, you're welcome."

Qin Lang's eyes lit up, and when he raised his hand, a bone sword shining with powerful light appeared in his palm, "I'm here! Take a look at the sword!"

"

A sword flew across the sky, and thousands of sword energies descended from the void, seeming to shatter everything in the world.

But the champion swordsman didn't even blink an eyelid, and allowed the sword energy to fall on the armor, leaving not even a white mark.

"Besides being good-looking, you are good for nothing. If this is your limit, then you will never come back in your life, right?"

The champion swordsman sneered, and was suddenly startled when he discovered that Qin Lang had appeared in mid-air at some point, and he had actually reached the level of 'the human sword merges into one, and the body turns into sword energy'.

"Keng!"

The moment when the two swords clash!

The earth trembles!

With the champion sword master as the center, the ground exploded and turned into a deep pit with a diameter of one thousand meters. All living creatures were turned into powder under this sword.

Qin Lang's eyes almost fell out of his head in shock.

This was the [Strongest Sword] he had only recently realized. Unexpectedly, he was blocked by the champion swordsman with one hand. Where was his upper limit? !

"Where is his upper limit?"

This is also what the champion swordsman thinks.

Before this, he had never imagined that someone in the First God Realm could display such a sword skill that could instantly kill the Ancient God, but Qin Lang did it.

"This sword is a little bit interesting."

The champion swordsman swung his sword away from Qin Lang, "Have a half day off, go and come back quickly."

"Thank you Master Juggernaut!"

Qin Lang laughed and escaped into the gate of breaking the world.

"If Qin Lang reaches the realm of gods, you are no match for him." Megatron suddenly said.

The champion swordsman stood in mid-air with his giant sword in both hands.

"In the great river of time, I have seen too many geniuses like Qin Lang, but most of them fell in the realm of the First God and the Supreme God. As the Ancestral God, you should know why they fell. They did not lose to their opponents. , but lost to

It’s a race against time. On the day when the Ancestral God awakens, if Qin Lang is still the First God, he will definitely die."