Chapter 16 The Battle of Micro

Not to mention that the ancient Xinghe met in the depths of the dense forest, and after the way of the masked man in black was sent away the only apprentice on this day, the whole person stood on the highest ancient wood by the side of the tree house, overlooking the northern sky, saying words, as if he was expecting something and waiting for something.

Hu...Hu...

A cool breeze blew and blew countless dead leaves flying around in mid-air, but these dead leaves could not get close to the teacher's way. It was like a vacuum within a foot of his body, without any dust or half a flying leaf.

The teacher suddenly said loudly, "Since the nameless man is here, why don't you come out? I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years!"

A voice came from the void: "You really have a good memory, Hua admires it!"

A gray-shirted old man with a long beard suddenly appeared on the ancient wood opposite the way of the teacher and continued, "A few days ago, I heard that you came to fight for me six years ago. At that time, I was in retreat and didn't wake up until more than a month ago. Old friend, you should return that long sword to me!"

The teacher's way to talk about him: "Long sword? What long sword? You and I'd better fight first and then talk about other things!"

The gray-shirted old man said loudly, "Then it's up to you!" After shaking gently, a four-foot-long pine branch had reached his right hand, but he did nothing. The pine needles on the pine tree fell off, and then a Lingran sword spirit stomped out of it, proud of the world.

The teacher's way did not shake, but clapped his hands and said, "Unknown man, I haven't seen you for many years. You must have reached the realm of magic! I just don't know if it has reached the peak of the ninth grade?

It turns out that this gray-shirt old man is actually a super strong man in the micro-level. There are only three master masters in the mainland of the Zhongzhou Empire, and the promotion to the micro-level is an eternal existence of immortality. The ninth peak of the micro-level is only one step closer to the existence of a god!

If the world knows that in this wilderness forest, a strong man approaching the peak of the micro level suddenly appears, I'm afraid no one will believe it!

When the old man in gray-shirt heard this, he only said gently, "I dare not do it. Hua is still stagnated in the realm of micro seven grades. I think he can't reach the peak of micro nine grades and break through to the small god level after all the years, but what is your old friend now?"

The teacher's way awkwardly said, "Well, my realm is naturally not as good as yours, but the realm of the second grade, far worse than you!"

The gray-shirted old man Hua said anonymously, "It doesn't matter. You have only reached this point in hundreds of years. It's not like I have reached this level for thousands of years. In time, you will break through to the legendary realm earlier than me. In this case, I will compare with you with the magical power of the second grade!"

The teacher smiled and said, "I'm ashamed of myself. In this case, please take a look at my recent new move."

After saying that, it was also a bare pine branch, which was held by the master's way like a long sword. Then he looked up and said loudly, "Unnamed man, look at this move, there is a sword without a sword!"

I don't see what the teacher's way did. It was originally a bright sky, but suddenly there were dark clouds and strong winds, rolling up countless dead trees and fallen leaves around the pine branches in his hand, taking him to gently point forward with pine branches in his hand. All the branches stabbed towards the gray-shirted old man, like an endless sharp sword, heaven and earth Everything is full of swords!

The way of the teacher said, "Brother's cultivation is increasing day by day, and I'm ashamed of myself."

Hua Wuming only shook his head, but did not argue. After a long time, he said, "That long sword..."

The way of the teacher quickly said, "I did take the long sword, but now it has been given to the little disciple Xinghe, brother, I'm really sorry!"

Hua Wuming shook his head and sighed. Feng Qingyun said lightly, "Your high-level apprentice must be a highly qualified person, otherwise you won't care so much. In this case, that sword will be given to him as my gift!"

The teacher's way opened his mouth to speak, but Hua Wuming immediately said, "That man wants to see you. You just clean up and go to that place!"

Shi Zhidao paused for a moment and said with a bitter face, "Well, please tell him for me that after the early autumn, I will get up and return north."

Hua nodded gently: "It's so good." After saying that, he didn't wait for the teacher's way to speak again, and disappeared into the void in an instant and never saw him again.

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"Bang!" With a loud noise, the head of the huge wild beast fell to the ground, and Gu Xinghe let Yishui's long sword float freely in the void. He stroked his chest with his hands and felt lucky. If he made a mistake, he would surely die here today! Suddenly, he was scared inexplicably. He stood up with a long sword and looked back.

However, he saw the brown wild beast protecting the little wild beast and staring at him like a copper bell, but did not attack. Gu Xinghe held a long sword and climbed on the tree with one hand. If there was anything wrong, he was ready to climb the tree immediately.

The little wild beast seemed to be drawing something to the brown wild beast. For a while, it pointed to its broken leg, while pointing to the huge wild beast's thrown head and the arrows still stuck in its neck. The shocking anger on the brown wild beast finally restrained and stopped looking at the Xinghe. It just ent beast on its body and was about to leave. Go.

"Hey!" Gu Xinghe shouted fiercely and shouted before he felt bad. The brown wild beast suddenly turned his head and stared at Xinghe. Xinghe immediately took out a bottle of golden sore medicine from his arms, pointing to the injured leg of the little wild beast and the small porcelain bottle in his hand.

The little wild beast was extremely smart and squeaked. Gu Xinghe gently threw the porcelain bottle in his hand there. The big wild beast only raised one arm gently and held the porcelain bottle in his hand, and then took the little wild beast into the depths of the dense forest!

Gu Xinghe held a long sword in his hand and stared at the huge wild beast at his feet, thinking about whether to bring its head out of the dense forest, so that the master could believe that he could cut off the head of this huge wild beast with one sword.

After a while, he suddenly felt that his idea was really naive, not to mention that the head of the wild beast was too big to be transported out. Even if it was transported out, the cheap master obviously let himself to catch a few delicious mountain essences for him to taste. Can the head of the wild beast be made into a dish? At that time, he will be forced by the master. It's sad to swallow it bit by bit!

Besides, most of the credit of killing this huge wild beast is on the brown and black wild beast, and the other part depends on the extremely sharp sword in the hand. What does it have to do with yourself?

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