Chapter 16 Angry Dragon Fourteen

"Yawn, yawn. You really want to freeze me to death. Do you sit for six days and five nights? Son of a bitch, you can be a monk. This Zen nature is rare.

Mr. Shuijing was wrapped in the fire tiger's skin, trembling with cold, and his face was white and purple. This time, he really suffered a great crime.

Wu Pengwei smiled indifferently and got up. His eyes tightened, and a murderous breath came out, making Mr. Shuijing on the opposite side chill.

"The spirit of killing, you actually have the spirit of killing. This is the breath that can only be possessed by thousands of people. You actually..."

Mr. Shuijing looked puzzled and looked uncertain. He was not sure whether the other party had really reached the realm of killing a thousand people.

The killing of thousands of people is an extremely critical threshold for martial arts practitioners.

Unlike shaping the martial soul, the realm of killing thousands of people is a realm that can only be achieved by quenching martial arts and the power of qi and blood for a long time.

Reaching this level shows that the actual combat level of martial arts has reached a very high level. Whether it is martial arts or the understanding of the power of qi and blood, they have a deep understanding.

The so-called killing of a thousand people can also be understood as killing a thousand people. The words may be exaggerated, but martial arts practitioners do not have the training of a thousand actual battles, and it is difficult to reach the realm of killing thousands of people. In a sense, it is the martial arts who take the most solid step to kill the cowardice in his heart, the martial arts skills are pure, and the mood is large. The key realm of promotion.

According to reason, it is unlikely to break through this level at Wu Pengwei's age.

The realm of martial soul can be understood as a person's talent and backbone. Although those who can reach the realm of martial soul at the age of Wu Pengwei are the best in a thousand, it is not that there is no, and it is not valuable.

As for the realm of martial arts, few young people can be reached, but some of the best among the top ten schools can be achieved through the strong accumulation of the division. Most of such people are dragons and phoenixes among people, and they can choose one in thousands of miles.

And there are few people who can reach the realm of killing a thousand people at the age of 16. Looking at the history of martial arts development in the whole continent is also scattered, as few stars.

Throughout today's Fenglan mainland, there are only a few people who can reach this level at the age of 20.

How can this not make Mr. Shuijing huddled?

Wu Pengwei did not say much. With a wave of his long arm, the white light and shadow overflowed, turning into a roaring white lion in the air, rushing to the waves, blowing into pieces, and the sound was terrible.

"Marty Soul Attack?"

Mr. Shuijing's expression was shocked, and he finally made sure that Wu Pengwei had reached the level of killing thousands of people.

The realm of the martial soul tempers the martial soul, and the realm of the martial soul tempers the martial soul more real. When it comes to the realm of killing thousands of people, it is the condensation of the martial soul, which can be turned into a luminous attack at any time, such as the arm and finger, which is amazingly powerful.

"Once the Martial Arts Alliance asked me to comment on this year's rookie in Jiangnan martial arts. To be honest, I was not impressed by the Wuwang Conference in this ten years. Compared with Jiangbei's 'Wanliuzong' and 'Dragon Huangzong', its strength has always been one level worse, and this session is not different from the last ten years's top four. Less, at least at that time, the strength of two people reached the realm of martial arts masters. The way of martial arts is a thousand miles away. I thought that Jiangnan martial arts would sink. One year was not as good as a year. Unexpectedly, there is a peerless genius like you now. I really want people to re-examine the general trend of martial arts in the next 50 years.

Mr. Water Mirror got up, wrapped in animal skin, but his words were very serious. There was no trace of unrestrained and unrestrained. The tattered robe fluttered in the wind, tightly attached to the thin body, floating like a fairy.

Wu Pengwei smiled indifferently: "Sir, I'm joking. I just want to save my mother. The rest of the martial arts disputes in the north and south of the Yangtze River have nothing to do with me, and I won't participate in it."

Mr. Shuijing laughed loudly: "I thought you were a hero, but I didn't expect you to be a mortal fool. I can't see through the tricks of this."

"Please make it clear, sir." Wu Pengwei looked as usual and was calm.

Mr. Shuijing folded a fan in his hand and said in a low voice, "You are destined to be a part of the martial arts alliance in the south of the Yangtze River. This is something that is imprinted in the depths of your soul. You can't change it if you want to change it. When people in Jiangbei see you, they will only be hostile and can't absorb it. Even if you don't rely on both sides, you can't be a free person. No, but at that time, you will only be a lonely wild ghost, attacked by two powerful forces in the middle. Life and death are not as good. Therefore, you will either become the proud son of Jiangnan martial arts, or you will become the lonely wild ghost. There is no choice.

Wu Pengwei smiled and said nothing. He just said lightly, "There is no way in the world. If there are more people walking, it will become a road. I'm used to being wild and don't want to be restrained by others. It's a step by step."

The words are light and the wind is light, but there is an unstoppable strong self-confidence overflowing, killing decisively, which makes Mr. Shuijing's heart cold.

He has traveled around the world and has seen countless masters and strong people. He is also a first-class metaphysical master. He is full of aura, and there are almost no people who can make him feel cold in the center of his talk. The only two people who can make him feel such a sense of oppression are the kings who stand at the top of power and martial arts in the world. It is not vulgar.

But now, another guy has been added, and this guy is only 16 years old.

This really made Mr. Shuijing laugh bitterly.

"Sir, sir?"

The clear voice interrupted his speculation, and the water mirror came to his senses. Wu Pengwei, who was not far away, was standing with a smile on his face. His smile was a little strange. He quickly lowered his head and coughed a few times, which was an embarrassment.

"Sir, put on your robe, and we're on our way." Wu Pengwei smiled, but his body moved slightly and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong? A good nephew?" Mr. Shuijing followed Wu Pengwei's eyes and looked into the distance. At first, he was stunned, and then his expression changed greatly. He muttered to himself, "No, why did this young master dung be here?"

In the distance, the wind and waves were blowing. A big man with a naked upper body was stepping on the waves, carrying a big axe on his shoulder, and his face was like iron.

"Little thief, where are you going?"

It's not someone else, it's the fourteen of the "Bishui Dragon".

Dragon Fourteen roared like thunder, tearing through the wind and waves, rolling in.

"Oh, it's actually this evil star. This boy is the youngest dragon in the 'Bishui' dragon clan. He has a bad personality, is irritable, and likes to fight. He doesn't admit it even if he loses. He is very poor and difficult to deal with. How can he send him to chase the soul blade? The chief of Bishui is really confused! It's strange, how can he detect our position? I have tampered with the three soul blades. Oh, he is blind. The scar is quite new. I don't know who did it. It's over. I will definitely take it out on you and me. Mr. Shuijing's face was pale and incoherent.

Wu Pengwei stood upright and replied faintly without looking back: "Oh, sir, I'm sorry, I stabbed his eye."

Mr. Water Mirror was immediately petrified.

"Little thief, give me your life."

Dragon Fourteen roared, and thousands of waves under his feet burst open. The whole person rose in the air, erected and chopped down like a cannonball. The green light lingered all over his body. The "green spirit" surged out and turned into a ferocious green dragon shadow on the huge axe, biting it down.

The sea under the big axe was immediately full of wind and waves. The whole island could not withstand such a strong air pressure cap, collapsing and shattered. Mr. Water Mirror "Help" slipped into the wind and waves before he could shout.

Only the three-inch reef under Wu Pengwei's feet is towering and standing like a mountain.

"Little thief, I will definitely smash you into ten thousand pieces."

As soon as Long Shishi saw Wu Pengwei's indifferent appearance, he was not angry. He rushed thousands of miles to attack. First, he went to the water palace and thought that Wu Pengwei was hiding here. As a result, he couldn't find it. He met the first killing dragon overlord of the "Endless sea". The other party was seriously injured by one blow, even the twin war beasts. He died in order to cover him.

There was nowhere to vent his grief, but the breath of the dragon blade disappeared for no reason. No matter how difficult it was to feel, the one-eyed dragon wandered around the "Water Palace" and also walked with shit. Wu Pengwei's traces were found near this sea area. In anger, new hatred and old hatred surged into his heart, and naturally he wanted to remove the other party. A vent of resentment in my heart.

At the thought of this, the huge axe in his hand increased one point of strength, and the power of his whole body was hit by this thunder.

Under heavy pressure, Wu Pengwei just smiled coldly, waved his long sleeves, and a dragon sound shocked the whole world.

The blue water dragon blade is like a touch of narrow autumn water, appearing between the palms of its hands.

The reef under his feet exploded, and Wu Pengwei was covered with white light and rose to the sky. The soul blade in his hand was full of great light, and a green long dragon light and shadow came out.

At the same time, Wu Pengwei suddenly shouted again. The white light rushed up like a needle and converged into a huge white lion light and shadow. The white lion ran through the air and converged with the green dragon, condensing into a huge dragon with an antler lion's head.

Lion-headed dragon!

This lion-headed dragon is much larger than Wu Pengwei's body when he combined the dragon blade and martial soul before. It is twice as wide and 15 meters wide in diameter. Its claws are sharp and its scales and feathers are fresh, just like real.

After reaching the realm of killing thousands of people, Wu Pengwei's power has climbed again, and the integration with the dragon blade is becoming more and more perfect, which can give full play to the power of the "blue water dragon blade".

Long Shisi in the air was a little surprised. Why didn't he see him for a few days? The other party's strength progressed so rapidly that he had reached the primary level of ten thousand enemies, which seemed to be different from himself, only a line.

But in his stunnedness, Wu Pengwei, who rushed to him, shouted again.

"Thunder - Burst"

The huge lion-headed dragon's light and shadow expanded again, and the white dragon blade was as gorgeous as silver. A trace of qi and blood burst like thunder, and the power climbed to the peak again.

"What, his power is better than me..."

The dragon's fourteenth terrify, and the sea-like waves surged, making it difficult for him to fight.

"Zero One Cut"

Under the light and shadow of the dragon, Wu Pengwei's figure appeared like a ghost. The dragon blade in his hand was drawn out like electricity, and the giant axe in the hand of the dragon 14 was torn in the opposite direction. The "green spirit and true spirit" was smashed like paper.

Dragon Fourteen flew backwards and hit the sea heavily.

Before spitting out a mouthful of blood, a white and powerful hand covered his forehead, and a familiar voice sounded again.

"God's mind, take away"

His mind burst, his consciousness was blurred, and Long Shisi sank.

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