Chapter 320 The Strongest List

Chapter 320: The Strong List (Part 2)

The sound of horses' hoofs became more and more anxious, and they broke the already withered branches and leaves. On a straight road, it was the bleakness of the autumn wind. He rodechen to look at the mountains in front of him and looked for the cloud city hidden behind the mountain. Finally, he saw the tall and broken wall. The breath in his heart was slowly relieved. The long-term fatigue made him more and more tired. When he arrived at the gate, he used all his strength and roared, "The remnants of Daxia's heart was not dead, and he rebelled with troops. Huang Feihu came to command millions of soldiers to approach Weiyun City." This roar exhausted all his strength and fell from the horse. Seeing that there was already more air intake and less air out.

These 3,000 disciples on the wall, look at me. I don't know what happened. They haven't dealt with such an incident yet!

"Brother, did you hear it clearly just now? What did he yell at?

"It seems that which one rebelled."

"What the hell! Let's get this soldier back first. Maybe there will be a reward!"

In this way, a 100,000-thous information was delayed by several soldiers who knew nothing about the military.

Zhou Yisheng looked at the approaching sword. The aurora was extremely cold. He secretly said in his heart that it was so vicious that he did not dare to take it. He quickly retreated and pedaled on the pillar of the corridor. Suddenly, the wooden pillar was kicked off and flew away to the sword light, but the sword did not stop at all and split the wooden pillar, and saw the little light coming more and more. The brighter it is, Zhou Yisheng can also feel the sharpness of the tip of the sword.

It can also be regarded as Zhou Yisheng's anger. He doesn't care whose yard it is: "Looking for death." The breath condensed on his chest spewed out, and the arrows were extremely sharp, avoiding the tip of the sword and shooting at the mysterious man in gray. Zhou Yisheng cooperated with a stamp of the ground, and suddenly stamped his feet like an angry King Kong. This small yard was completely destroyed by this stamped on him. Zhou Yisheng punched it, as if he had fired a flat gun. , like the fist of a cannonball, several people dared to take it with a heroic roar.

Duguqiao looked at Zhou Yisheng's power like a god, and his face was slightly pale. Even if Zhou Yisheng showed his hand and inadvertently shocked him before, he was arrogant. He only thought that Zhou Yisheng was just a sneak attack to take advantage of him. However, looking at his powerful posture, a huge force penetrated through The pride in his heart is that he is just an immeasurable dragonfly in front of him, and his eyes are bleak.

Zhou Yisheng didn't care about his move and actually gave a huge blow to the rival next to him and punched the mysterious old man in gray.

With strength, the old man did not expect that this seemingly weak young man moved like a landslide, with huge unparalleled power to press on him. No matter how fast and fierce his sword was, in the face of the earthquake-like yard, the punch came, as if he was ** naked in front of the cannon shells from the cannon, and the sword would be broken even if he tried hard. I couldn't bear it. In a shudrage, this man's fist was too domineering, and he had lost a move before he hit him. As soon as he collected his sword and returned to defend with all his strength, Zhou Yisheng suppressed people with a huge fist. After passing through the thunder disaster, all his memories disappeared. It can be said that he was a real moment of pure heart. After his understanding was integrated into the boxing, he was able to give full play to the boundlessness of boxing. Looking at the man in gray defense, it was exactly what he intended.

"Use you to grind my fist." Zhou Yisheng smiled and had been depressed, as if he was going to fight with this punch.

Roar! With a majestic roar from his soul, the dark shadow man behind Zhou Yisheng stood up and turned into a golden war dragon hovering around him. The dragon head wrapped Zhou Yisheng's bombarded fist, making Zhou Yisheng more powerful.

"How can the combination of martial arts and shadows be possible?" The old man in gray was obviously well-informed and screamed. The indestructible punch smashed the sword that had followed him for many years, hit his chest, brought an unparalleled wind, and destroyed many mud walls before falling into the room. This was the last time he talked to others.

ps: Guess whether the old man killed his master or not, and guess whether Dugu wood didn't kill him.

The old man in gray was surrounded by broken bricks. There was a trace of blood on his chest, but his eyes were as bright as stars, and he muttered in a low voice, like crazy: "Haha! Haha! I'm not wrong. There is nothing wrong with the path I took. Unfortunately, I have reached the extreme of my body. After decades of research, there has been no breakthrough.

He is enchanted, and his sword is fast and fierce. Even though the Dugu family has been anonymous for so many years and sweeping the courtyard, he still can't let go of the persistence in his heart. The sword is still fast and fierce. Now he is subdued by his will. The sword that avoids has made his persistence empty for decades, and he can only sigh ridiculously. After all, he Not a strong man.

Zhou Yisheng was also enchanted at this time. The punch just now was so wonderful that he didn't even know that memory loss may be a good thing or a bad thing. Obviously, it gave him a pure heart. His boxing can only be invincible after that punch, but after that punch, he could no longer find that subtle state.

Duguqiao looked at Zhou Yisheng in a daze. He did not have the slightest fear, but a hope in his heart. This was converted from resentment. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yisheng was still a shadow repairer. Even if Zhou was in chaos, he knew that the huge figure of the 3,000 sect was not a decoration after all. He took a deep look at Zhou Yisheng and quickly ran towards his master.

"Master, are you all right!" After all, the old man in gray is a strong man. Although Zhou Yisheng's punch was invincible and destroyed his defense and damaged his body, for him, as long as he will raise him, he can recover.

The old man was picked up by Dugu woodcutter, took a deep look at Dugu woodcutter, and then said, "Do you know why my sword is so fast and so cruel?"

"I don't know." Although Duguqiao knew that the old man in front of him was a super strong man, he did not know anything about him. He only knew that the old man seemed to be hiding exclusively for something, but the old man refused to talk about it in detail.

"Well, I will talk about the rules of this school today. If you listen carefully, I won't repeat it for the second time, and I don't want to say it for the second time." The old man looked very lonely. It can be said that he was a martial arts idiot. At the beginning, his master was a cripple. As an orphan, he was * by the master. After his performance, the rules of the door made him feel so heavy that he even wanted to die. Therefore, when he taught Du Guqiao, he valued his loneliness and fierceness. In addition to teaching martial arts In addition, he is not even willing to have too much contact with him at all in case it is difficult to give up when the door rules are read out.

"This school is the most mysterious bloodless sword in the imperial court. The first generation of master is the old king's family guard without blood. There is only one direct disciple in each generation. The bloodless sword is the fastest and most ruthless sword in the world. What is fast? It is better to do it first. Pay attention to a word. If you steal a teacher, the master and apprentice have no share. If you get the art to compete for it, there is nothing more ruthless than this. After saying that, the old man's face turned pale. He tilted his bright eyes and looked at Duguqiao to see how he chose. He announced the rules of the door when he was weak. Maybe he also wanted to complete this apprentice! However, the ancients said that it was enough to die in the morning and evening!

Duguqiao was stunned for a moment: "Master, what did you just say?"

The old man in gray closed his eyes, turned his head, and fell silent. His memory gradually drifted a little and returned to the sickbed of the old man who was once lame. At that time, he was only 16 years old. He raised the broken sword in his hand and handed it to Duguqiao. Suddenly, his eyes swelled painfully. Full of disbelief.