Chapter 8 Great War

The wind axe quickly crossed a huge stone.

"sne"

The boulder cracked in response, and the two halves were neatly broken. The incision was smooth, and there were no small gravel fragments, only two pieces.

Wang Cang smiled and looked at the broken boulder. After four days, it was finally completed. Although it was not perfect, Wang Cang was already very satisfied. The rest was continuous practice and then became more proficient.

On the first day, all the boulders were smashed by Wang Cang and did not touch this trick at all. The next day, Wang Cang was able to perfectly control the Fengyu axe to reach the method of controlling the short knife. However, Wang Cang found that although that method could make his magic weapon sharper, the speed was slower than the wind over the world. Many, and the Fengyu axe is a heavy weapon, much heavier than a short knife. It is impossible to apply that method directly, so Wang Cang began to test his method on the boulders again and again.

In two days, the huge stones around Wang Cang have almost turned into small stones, and there are also some relatively large pieces, which were cut out later after Wang Cang was proficient.

The Fengyu axe flew and floated in front of Wang Cang. Wang Cang grasped the Fengyu axe, which was very good. Although this method was not perfect, it was much better than the original Fengling World.

Now Wang Cang's method of controlling the Fengyu axe is very different from before, and it is completely different from the method of the four elders to control the short knife. Although the flight route of the Fengyu axe is not straight when attacking, it is not as fancy as the four elders. Although the running route is a curve, it is a simpler curve. Speed With the coexistence of degree and strength, coupled with coherence, Wang Cang's wind over the world has almost reached a perfect form.

Put away the wind axe and walk to the place where Xiaojia and others practice.

In order to practice moves at ease, Wang Cang and Xiaojia are separated by hundreds of meters, but this distance is just a breathing time for Wang Cang. He is in a trance, and Wang Cang has already stood in front of several people.

The four people in cultivation opened their eyes at the same time. Although they were also practicing, obviously this was not a place to practice. Several people just absorbed aura and did not make much senses. They already felt it at the moment Wang Cang set off.

"Okay, are you ready? Let's continue to watch the performance."

"I don't want to watch it. It's boring."

“......”

Wang Cang was speechless for a moment, and Qin Ling was the only one who dared to talk to him like this.

"Yes, it's not interesting at all. It's boring."

With the support of Qin Ling, Jin Xueer was not so respectful to her boss at the beginning.

"Well, I think it's not bad. Maybe it can take advantage of a little. Well, people who don't want to see it will enter the hanging abyss ring to practice first."

After thinking about it, it's nothing. They live to practice. They have been in isolation for hundreds of years. None of them love to retreat, but the battle is really boring in the eyes of several girls. It's better to practice freely, so all three of them have entered the ring practice, and Xiaojia also feels that there is no Meaning, those people were too weak and there was nothing to see, so... So in the end, Wang Cang was left alone to watch the battle.

While scolding Xiaojia for her lack of righteousness, she put several people into the ring. Although the space of the abyss ring is not large, it is also an independent space. The aura is very sufficient, so it is also a good place to repair it.

Wang Cang stepped on the Xunfeng knife and flew in the direction of Tianyuan City. He knew that he would not make that opinion. Now he has become a lonely person, but he can control the magic chess more perfectly. In that way, the probability of being found will be reduced to the lowest. Wang Cang is confident that he can completely avoid the Mahayana practitioner. Exploration, as for the practitioners of the disaster period, they have stood at the top of the world. Wang Cang does not know whether they can avoid the exploration of the practitioners of the transitional disaster period, but who will have nothing to do and sweep around.

Wang Cang opened several caves in the ring of Xuanyuan for several people to practice. When he was idle, he was the owner of Xuanyuan. Opening the caves on those mountains in the ring space was just a moving mind. There was almost no consumption. The useless magic weapons were also put into the hanging abys ring by him, as well as the spirit. Those things were released in one breath. Enter the ring of the abyss.

Speaking of Linggu Wang Cang, he is a little depressed. Now those little guys still only have five second-orders, and the others are still the first-order. He dares not easily take them out on the battlefield. If he meets a high-level practitioners, he can pinch this little thing to death with both fingers.

A person flew for more than two hours before flying to the city wall of Tianyuan City. He saw that the bodies on the ground did not accumulate much. I don't know whether there was no battle or the bodies had been cleaned up in the past few days, but these had nothing to do with Wang Cang. He came to see if anyone could give him some inspiration and pick something cheaper.

Standing on the Xunfeng knife, a gust of wind flew past Wang Cang, but it seemed that Wang Cang did not exist, and even the direction of the wind had not changed much. Wang Cang was very satisfied with the ability of magic machine chess. Although he hid his body, if the direction of the wind changed around him, it would definitely attract the attention of others. Those high-level practitioners are very **.

Since getting the Fengyu axe, the Xun wind knife has become a flying magic weapon, but Wang Cang is still very satisfied with the flight speed of the Xun wind knife. At least when Wang Cang's speed was used by Xun Fengqi to perform the magic body method, Wang Cang's speed has been greatly improved. The demon practitioners are confident in his body, but Wang Cang is not confident in everything. To the point of relying on the body, there is a flying magic weapon. That's an idiot. Moreover, the Xunfeng knife is originally a flying magic weapon, and the magic weapon of wind attribute is very suitable for Wang Cang's vision.

After one night, the next morning, there were still black repairers standing on the gate. In the past few days, the number of human practitioners has not decreased, but has increased. In contrast, the low-level monsters have almost died, and there are less than a thousand monsters left. Now the demon practitioners who remain on the battlefield are all masters.

Wang Cang now has a feeling of want to swear. Human beings have always thought that they are smarter than demons, but Wang Cang really can't see where they are smart. Now he has come to kill so many low-level practitioners. Isn't he? Obviously, the remaining low-level monsters can't continue to fight. The battle of masters will come soon, low The level repairer is not even cannon fodder now, but can only be regarded as ants.

As Wang Cang thought, as soon as the sky was bright, the demons launched an offensive. The practitioners of the god period led the low-level monsters to attack the city gate on the ground, while the high-level demon practitioners flew in groups.

Looking at those ugly demon practitioners, Wang Cang felt speechless. Obviously, he could change his appearance and make himself so ugly. Is the demon practitioner's brain really so stupid?

"Wow, beauty"

Wang Cang shouted in his heart, a beautiful woman, an absolute beauty, dressed in white and a little dazzling clothes, cold eyes, thin lips. Although Qin Ling and others are all beautiful women, this beauty is completely different from their temperament, cold, a little different from Qin Ling, although Wang when she first saw Qin Ling Cang also felt that the girl's temperament was a little cold, but later she learned that it was pretending. Most of the time, Qin Ling gave others the feeling of being arrogant. The beauty of the demon clan is absolutely cold. Not only her clothes are white, but also her skin is a little too white, giving people the feeling of a big ice cube.

Human high-level practitioners also flew out of the wall, led by a young man in black. Although the young man's temperament is also a little cold, Wang Cang despises this kind of person very much. In Wang Cang's opinion, this man can only give him a word, pretend!

The woman in white feels like a piece of ice, while the young man in black feels like a black stone and a cold and smelly black stone.

Wang does not deny that he has subjective ideas. It is a mistake that most men would make, and Wang Cang is no exception. In fact, the man in black is also beautiful, but in Wang Cang's eyes, that guy is an ugly person. I don't know what secret method he used to make himself like this. How good he is. , original and natural. Although he also changed his appearance slightly, it was to avoid being chased, not to be cool. Wang Cang thinks so. What others think is other people's ideas.

Looking at the woman in white, there was no other expression on the face of the young man in black than hatred. Wang Cang only suspected before. Now Wang Cang can be sure that this guy is pretending to be cold. A beautiful woman stands in front of him and has no other expression. How can it be? Even if they are enemies, he should also flirt, that is, The demon emperor has also done such a thing, not to mention a small human practice.

But if you install it, you still have to fight!

Wang Cang cheered for the beautiful women in his heart, glanced at other places on the battlefield, and looked at the four elders who were struggling to support. Wang Cang felt a trace of pity in his heart. After all, his power over the world can now be greatly increased to test the four of them. Now looking at them being besieged by a group of people, Wang Cang can only observe silence for them. Although they are very powerful, they are suddenly surrounded by more than 20 practitioners of the same level. I guess they are doomed this time.

What attracts Wang Cang most is the battle between women in white and young people in black. Although Wang Cang can't even see their bodies clearly, looking at the gorgeous magic effect and listening to the endless roar, it is simply a kind of enjoyment. There is no monk around them for nearly 1,000 meters, and Wang Cang is also close to them. Seeing the constantly exploding spells, I didn't even know where the two of them were. Occasionally, there was a man who appeared, or that man, which made Wang Cang depressed.

Ps: Two update today, there is a power outage at home. It is estimated that there will be a power outage tomorrow, and only two update. I guess I will have to go to the Internet cafe tomorrow. It's depressing!

Please collect it and throw two tickets by the way. Anyway, it will be swallowed up by the system!