Desolate World: Starting with [Selection Option]

　　 "It's me, Brother Lin, you just need to guard me outside."

　　 An hour later, as the person in front came out, Wang Shuo ordered Lin Chong to trigger the BOSS space.

　　 A flower in front of his eyes appeared in a very spacious but full of ancient style courtyard.

　　 In the middle of the courtyard, more than a dozen men ranging in age from their teens to tens of years were gathered around a man in his thirties with a beard, kneeling in front of a case, and listening quietly.

　　 Wang Shuo himself is also one of these people.

　　 Suddenly, a young man hurried in from outside and said to the man who was talking, "Gaishi, there is a visitor, Jing Ke, who claims to be the sword of the Wei Kingdom."

　　 Wang Shuo moved his mind and waited for the following.

　　The black-clothed man raised his sword eyebrows lightly, showing disdain, but he still said, "Invite him in."

　　 "Only."

　　 The young man ran out, and soon a middle-aged man dressed in gray linen and a sword walked in from outside.

　　 As soon as they met, the man saluted Guinie: "Great Sword Master, Wei Jingke is polite."

　　 "Well, please sit down."

　　 The black-clothed man nodded faintly: "I asked the sword by the name of Jing Ke, I don’t know why I searched for me today?"

　　 Jing Ke knelt down and said, "The Great Sword Master Ke Wen has outstanding swordsmanship. I am here to visit."

　　 As he spoke, he took off the sword behind his back and handed it out, showing his expression, "This is my sword, Qingxuan, from the hands of a master smelter. What does the great sword master think?"

　　 The black-clothed man raised his eyes slightly: "Yes."

　　 Jing Ke drew out his sword, sputtering cold light, and pointed at the black-clothed man: "Is it good to be able to reach the sword of the Great Swordsman?"

　　 "Presumptuous!"

　　 "Bold!"

　　The people sitting around were all irritated by Jing Ke's actions, and they scolded one after another. Wang Shuo also scolded a few words involuntarily.

　　Only the black-clothed man's expression remained unchanged, he waved his hand to stop the crowd, and asked, "You are a swordsman, do you know what fencing skills are?"

　　 Jing Ke smiled confidently: "If the arm protects the boss and covers his abdomen and chest, he may attack him fraudulently or be shocked first and then hit him."

　　 The black-clothed man showed contempt, and said in a short sleeve: "It's a mere prestige, you go."

　　 How could Jing Ke not see the disdain in the opponent's eyes, and he refused to accept it: "What is the great insight of the Great Sword Master?"

　　 "Never mind, that is, if you come here today, I will not tell you to leave empty-handed."

The black-clothed man said: "The principle of using the sword is very small and easy, and its meaning is very deep and deep. The Tao has a door, and there are yin and yang. Open the door and close the door. as if."

　　Jing Ke couldn't understand the subtlety for a while, only when the opponent perfuncted himself, and became more unhappy, Zhen Jian then shouted: "Why don't the great swordsman enlighten me?"

　　 The black man shook his head in disdain, "Your sword, my disciple can win it."

　　 As he finished speaking, Wang Shuo suddenly popped out a prompt: "Dai Gai Nie and Jing Ke compete (common, rare, legend)."

"finally come!"

　　 Wang Shuo chose ‘Legend’ without hesitation.

　　 In the next second, he got up from the futon: "Disciple Wang Shuo, ask your Excellency for advice on behalf of Gaishi."

　　 Jing Ke was extremely angry and smiled: "Okay!"

　　 As soon as the voice fell, Wang Shuo shook the gods and came to a huge open space.

　　 Both the black man and the onlookers disappeared, leaving only him and the swordman named Jing Ke.

　　 At this time, Jing Ke was full of vigor, his broad robe was without wind, and the Qing Xuan treasure sword in his hand sputtered a few feet of cold light. This appearance alone was many times stronger than the ordinary appearance before.

　　 Jing Ke has no expression on his face, his eyes are indifferent, as if he has changed, "You are a disciple of the Great Sword Master, I will not kill you, if you don't support me, I can speak out."

　　 "Thank you very much."

　　 Wang Shuo thanked him, and finally understood why none of the people who challenged before died.

"Be careful!"

　　 Seeing nothing from Jing Ke, his figure disappeared suddenly.

　　Only a thin afterimage can be captured in the retina, and the speed is no less impressive than the magical changes of the perfect state.

　　 "As expected of legendary difficulty, it is really extraordinary!"

　　 Wang Shuo's heart mirror unfolded, tapping on his toes and staggering his posture with a few millimetres away, before the opponent turned into a green flood stick and attacked outrageously.

"Ding"

　　 "嗤"

　　 In the sound of the blow, a blue light flashed on Wang Shuo's arm, and a small but deep trace on the thick barrier was slowly disappearing.

　　 One blow was defeated, and Jing Ke slammed again, and a gust of wind-like sword energy attacked from all directions.

　　 This legendary swordsman showed a terrifying offensiveness as soon as he shot, his body skills are like electric negligence, and his sword aura is pervasive like the wind.

　　 Such a frenzied attack, even Lin Chong couldn't match it.

　　 Fortunately, Wang Shuo is also not what he used to be, one after another, tricky, or majestic sword light is clearly printed in the mirror of the heart.

　　 is the same legend and has a deeper background, Wang Shuo's own hard power is even better than Jing Ke.

　　 The green dragon stick in his hand is like a cat's solution to a cow. The moves do not seem subtle, but they often stop the sword light just right.

　　 The shadow of the stick and the spirit of the sword are intertwined to form a fine and sweet collision, but the danger is indeed not enough for outsiders.

　　Unable to attack for a long time, Ke Jing Jianguang became more ill, but Wang Shuo was still as orderly as before.

　　 even became more comfortable with adapting to the opponent's attacking rhythm.

　　 Jing Ke's face was solemn: "I am worthy of being a disciple of the Great Sword Master. If this is the case, then I won't keep my hands."

　　 "Sword One!"

　　 Jing Ke's body is like a ghost~www.novelmtl.com~ The time of Jianguangsha is doubled and twice as fast as before.

　　 But the subtleties of the sword aura are more than before. The sword auras are as spiritual as they are, looking for a gap, pointing directly to the vitals of Wang Shuo's body.

　　 To be honest, Wang Shuo was also taken aback by Jing Ke's sword. Even he could not stop the sword's power.

　　 Fortunately, he is not without a solution.

　　 Between the electric light and flint, an afterimage fell outside the sword circle, and Wang Shuo replaced it with almost no interval.

　　 But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the sword light from the sky gathered with Jing Ke's long sword into a dazzling sword qi, and it pierced suddenly.

　　 "You can see through my body?!"

　　Different from the Tiger Roar of the day, Jing Ke with an index of 2.0 was almost as strong as Wang Shuo. The sword light came in an instant, and there was no chance to perform another transformation.

　　 Although Wang Shuo was not surprised, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "Isn't it just a confrontation? Who is afraid of whom!"

　　The first style of the three absolute sticks·Hurry·A layer of stick shadows superimposed

　　"Om"

　　 The ferocious green dragon head slashed through the air, making a thunderous buzzing sound. The golden core was condensed and did not make a sound. Compared with Jing Ke's sword, the momentum was extremely ordinary.

　　 However, this seemingly ordinary stick was sent before and after the swift sword light arrived.

　　Like the dragon Tengyuan, and Jianguang's momentum before reaching the peak, crashed down.

"boom"

　　 Qi awn intertwined and vibrated the air to roar like a cannon, and Jing Ke flew backwards at a faster speed than before.

　　 hasn't landed yet, and an afterimage follows.

　　 Jing Ke's face changed suddenly after seeing this trick, and he realized something instantly.

　　 As expected, as the afterimage solidified, the overbearing stick shadow fell from the sky with a "fire".