Red Heart Survey

Chapter 1254   Magnificent

Zhao Xuanyang nodded his head to show respect for Jiang Wang's attitude of showing his sword bravely.

Then he finally turned halfway around and looked directly at Jiang Wang.

"How bad is it to fight and kill? I have always advocated peace. It is necessary to fight civilly and not violently." He still smiled and said, "Look, you scared all these people."

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

But in the whole restaurant, the drinkers, diners, and the cashiers all moved as far away as possible, and almost all crowded around the wall.

At this moment, Jiang Wang suddenly thought.

If it was the "Jiang Wang" in these populations, what would he do now?

All the people in the restaurant are probably hostages!

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

A hegemonic country must bear the responsibilities of the hegemonic country. Tianjiao, should have the responsibility of Tianjiao.

If these people in the restaurant are used as hostages, regardless of men, women, young or old, extraordinary or not, they will be coerced and killed. Thinking about it, Zhao Xuanyang would not be without worries.

From the most ruthless perspective of combat, 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 here."

He said this very calmly.

The terrified people in the restaurant turned their attention to Jing Guotianjiao Zhao Xuanyang.

Zhao Xuanyang nodded with a smile.

So a group of people squeezed out in a swarm, bypassing Jiang Wang far away, and filed out from Zhao Xuanyang's side, pouring out of the restaurant gate. No one even dared to stay near the restaurant, they all ran to the outside.

They really don't have the qualifications to watch a battle of this level.

The huge restaurant was suddenly empty.

Only the leftovers and wine on the table are still describing the hustle and bustle just now.

Zhao Xuanyang's eyes were finally a little surprised.

He thought that Jiang Wang would do something while the crowd was filing out, and he was already prepared accordingly. Unexpectedly, Jiang Wang didn't do anything, it seemed that he really just wanted to clear the battlefield for a fair duel.

A cultivator from the inner palace wants to fight fairly with Zhao Xuanyang after cleaning up the battlefield?

This is really a little ridiculous.

But this feeling made him novel!

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

Then at the next moment, the sword light shined on his eyes!

In Zhao Xuanyang's eyes, the young man in black robe, long hair, and dressed in a down-to-earth manner suddenly became energetic.

Red fire flowed on his body, frosty wind draped behind him, and suddenly a sword came straight at him, with the might of a pillar of heaven toppled over!

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

Then he shot.

He really just "shots".

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

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

It actually caught Sauvignon Blanc's sword edge!

Jiang Wang hit with the pinnacle sword, but was blocked by the pair of fingers and could not advance an inch.

What a huge gap is this? !

Zhao Xuanyang twirled the two fingers holding the sword's edge, as if he was going to break the tip of Sauvignon Blanc's sword.

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

But Jiang Wang, who was easily intercepted by the strongest sword, showed no surprise on his face.

He and Zhao Xuanyang had a gap like a natural moat.

Of course he is a proud man, but Zhao Xuanyang is also a proud man.

He only has the cultivation base of the inner palace, but Zhao Xuanyang is already a god!

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

After acknowledging the reality...

Fight again!

Jiang Wang's whole body seemed to become a floating leaf, floating up gently. This stalk of Sauvignon Blanc is the petiole of the floating leaf.

Following the terrifying power of Zhao Xuanyang's folded fingers, he swung his whole body high, and before his hand left the sword, he had already floated closer with the sword, and he was close to Zhao Xuanyang, with his mouth open——

Samadhi real fire blows away.

At the same time, the left hand was also suddenly pressed out.

A ray of frosty wind swirled in his palm, turning into a cold long nail, and silently nailed towards Zhao Xuanyang's heart.

At this moment, Jiang Wang has already made a series of killing moves.

It can be said that it is not strong, and its grasp of the fighter is not inaccurate.

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

The real fire of Samadhi rushes towards it, but only a slight rippling of golden light is exchanged.

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 clamping the tip of the sword suddenly turned around, returning Chang Xiangsi to its original state, and then sent Jiang Wang back to its original position with a light hand.

Drift away and land.

At this moment, Jiang Wang is still looking impressively with the red fire on his body, the frosty wind on his back, and the long sword in his hand. And next to him was the wine table where he placed the sharp knife.

He returned to the original position, as if he never took a step.

But he knew that he had exhausted all means!

As for Zhao Xuanyang, he just extended his finger and moved the blade.

This is a desperate gap!

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

The gap in strength, he thought, had already been shown clearly enough.

It's time to give up resistance.

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

The Art of the Fire Realm!

Jiang Wang didn't know what it was to give up, and at the same time as the fire world spread, his left eye turned red.

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

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

The scorching sun fell from the sky, almost destroying the world. And the handsome figure in the yin and yang Taoist robe only smiled and turned up his palms, supporting the sky with one hand!

Press the "sun" back to the sky, as if it was pressed on the extreme wall, and the "sun" was completely flattened and shattered!

The illusion of the soul level disintegrated.

Jiang Wang's Qianyang pupil closed suddenly, and a tear of blood flowed down.

But in the world outside his body, Zhao Xuanyang did not dodge or evade, looked around at the Fire Realm he was in, and said in amazement: "It's really a genius's idea, and it has already sprouted vitality. Such a beautiful scenery, it can be called magnificent!"

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

But true courage is not the battle between the strong and the weak.

It is the challenge of the impossible, the challenge of despair!

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

A person stands between the heaven and the earth, and should support the heaven and the earth!

His extremely high-spirited aura, at this moment, seemed to have a subtle connection with the Fire Realm here.

There are "people" in the world!

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

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

The supreme sword in the sword fairy state is more of the power of unifying supernatural powers, integrating all kinds of things into one, similar to Chongxuan Zun's Sun, Moon and Star Three-Wheel Slashing Sword.

At this moment, Jiang Wang cut out the herringbone sword in the fire realm, and showed human courage and unyielding in front of the god Zhao Xuanyang.

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

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

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

In front of such a hopeless opponent, Jiang Wang became more frustrated and courageous, and made another breakthrough.

Art has been born in the world, and the sword has become Tao!

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

Once it was bright, it was never dark again.

A misty figure seemed to jump out of his eyes, jumping onto his wooden sword.

The wooden sword shines brightly.

And Zhao Xuanyang held the sword in his left hand, standing in front of him.

The wooden sword body just touched Jiang Wang's sword tip!

The blade of the wooden sword divided Zhao Xuanyang's face into two parts. One side reflects the brilliance of the Fire Realm, but the other side seems to be hidden in the shadows, making it hard to see clearly.

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

In Zhao Xuanyang's eyes, Jiang Wang did not see any emotion.

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

They looked at each other, the will to fight collided.

Time and space seem to have frozen.

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

The young man in black slammed his sword against the south wall.

And this peerless God of Prosperity is as majestic as a mountain, indestructible and unmovable.

Jiang Wang couldn't go further, the man and the sword were fixed in the air, and Zhao Xuanyang sighed: "Have you hit the south wall and can't return?"

After sighing, he turned the wooden sword in his hand lightly, and the tip of Sauvignon Blanc followed the direction the wooden sword turned away, stuck to the wooden sword blade, and stabbed out.

It just passed through the side of Zhao Xuanyang's face, piercing the air, but not hurting a single hair of him.

The full moon-like hilt of Sauvignon Blanc hit the edge of the wooden sword.

Man and sword converge.

At this time, Jiang Wang was already close to him. And Zhao Xuanyang clenched his fist with his right hand, and directly punched him in the stomach simply.

In mid-air, Jiang Wang arched like a shrimp, and the four inner mansions, together with the Tongtian Palace, were in rapid concussion and lost the power to resist for a while.

And Zhao Xuanyang let go of his fist, shook his hand, and pulled out a golden rope, wrapped it twice, and tied Jiang Wang tightly.

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

The victory and defeat have been divided.

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

Now, that struggle has been declared a failure.

The magnificent world of fire collapsed.

The restaurant they were in had been burnt down, leaving nothing left, and it was a scorched place, which became an ugly sore in the city.

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

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

Only then did Zhao Xuanyang look at Jiang Wang: "In your sword just now, I almost saw the embryonic form of Dao. Unfortunately, you were born ten years late."

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

In his opinion, in ten or five years, Jiang Wang will be able to achieve God's presence and truly confront him today. This can be said to be an extremely high evaluation.

But it may not be a good thing to get a high evaluation from Zhao Xuanyang now.

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

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

His left eye was closed tightly, bloodstains winding down.

The right eye that was still open showed no resentment or pity, but was calm. He just said: "There is no pity. There are early walkers in life. You were born later than some, and I was born earlier than some. I was caught by you today, because my skills are not as good as others, that's all."

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

"What are you upset about?" Jiang Wang said softly: "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 arrogance, who have talent and strength but no sound personality. If the timing is not right, I should buy you a drink!" Zhao Xuanyang admired, and said: "During the battle just now, Twice, I actually had some distracting thoughts. Presumably it was caused by your supernatural powers?"

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

Facing Zhao Xuanyang, who is in the presence of God, Jiang Wang is absolutely not qualified to keep it if he wants to struggle for a chance of escape.

This led to the fact that he had been hiding for so long, and he failed to deal with Zhao Xuanyang's misguided path that he had not exposed at the Yellow River Meeting, and was noticed!

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

"I don't know what you're talking about." Jiang Wang remained expressionless.

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

He hung the wooden sword obliquely behind his back, stretched out his hand, took off the Sauvignon Blanc that was tightly held in Jiang Wang's hand, and helped him put it back in the Shenlong wooden sheath. She also thoughtfully helped him tie the famous sword around his waist.

"Okay." Zhao Xuanyang looked at the tightly bound Jiang Wang with satisfaction, admiring his masterpiece: "It's time for us to go to Yujing Mountain. I appreciate 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 frankness of doing one's best without regrets and doing one's best without regrets.

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

He stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Wang's arm, and was about to fly away with the prisoner.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly pierced 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 of the sound is not high, but this city in Zhongshan Kingdom...everyone can hear it!

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

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

It was noon at that time, and the sun hung high in the sky.

But even the sun cannot monopolize its brilliance.

It's like the moon in the sky, falling into the world.

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

The long spear like frost and snow hangs obliquely behind him, with the tip of the spear sticking to the ground.

As this person walked forward, he actually opened a gap in the floor tiles.

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

When he comes with a gun, people should stare.

Wherever he went, the land should be divided into two parts.

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

This person……

The name is Ji Zhaonan!

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

I remembered that the same thing was said to me by a leader before.

At that time, he recommended others to read Chi Xin, and the person said, "It's a good book, and I'm willing to spend money to read it. But the author is too glassy, ​​and keeps complaining. It's so annoying to read."

The original words are actually worse than that.

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

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

It’s me who likes to be praised, and who occasionally pretends to be self-inflated.

The one who really can't get through it, suffers from insomnia every night, and has the urge to give up every day is also me.

I don't have Jiang Wang's tenacity, and I lack Jiang Wang's courage.

Stripping away the world of fiction, apart from being brilliant and handsome, I'm actually nothing special. (laugh)

Well, I would say, that's the real me too.

There is nothing to face. Being vulnerable is not something to be ashamed of, and it's not my fault that people attack me for no reason.

Because it is updated every day and there is no whole block of time to exercise, the writing book is a way for me to vent my emotions.

Has anyone experienced cyberbullying? Has anyone ever been mobbed by flies for no reason? Has anyone been stuck in a long dark night without hope?

No one can really empathize.

I am grateful to myself at that time, I still had the impulse to express, and I was able to dispel those negative emotions.

When there is no more nonsense, then goodbye.

I feel that the author is a creative machine, and he should be like a god. If he has no personal emotions, he can only say that he has nothing to do with this book.

I can't write any more, and I won't talk about it.

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The two watches are merged at night.