Disciples

Chapter 179 Four Swords in One

Wang Ji didn't pay attention to other people's games at all. Naturally, he knew that these people were geniuses, but in contrast, he looked further.

"Can I really find an opponent in it?"

Wang Ji shook his head. His real opponent has long been beyond the scope of his peers.

"In the future, I will face the whole Asian and American empire, Nangongwang, who has reached the stage of the universe, and several other guys. Only by putting the goal on them can I make faster progress..."

A person's achievements are limited to how far he looks.

In the semi-finals, when Wang Ji beat his opponent unconscious, the only person he had to face was Yajiuquan.

"Do you know?" Yajiuquan said that he looked calm at this time, as if he didn't look at Wang Ji at all: "Ya Jiushui is my younger brother, my own brother..."

Wang Ji raised his eyebrows. He only felt that the names of the two might have something to do with it, but he didn't expect that it was his own brother.

But...the words of my own brother...

"I'm curious why he died. Haven't I come to see you?" Ya Jiuquan said lightly.

Wang Ji took a look at Yajiuquan with great interest.

"Because for me, Yajiushui is my shame..." Yausui shrugged his shoulders: "You see, he is very weak, and I have to take care of him. And he was very disobedient and didn't let me take care of him.

"But even so, I still forcibly suppressed the improvement of my strength, just to help him. After all, I'm his brother!"

Wang Ji shrugged his shoulders: "Then why do you still say that he is your shame..."

"With my help, it's so easy to lose and die... What do you think it's not a shame? That's good. If you kill him, I can improve myself better in the future.

"I'm very disappointed, not touching at all..." Wang Ji said lightly, "In this case, you shouldn't have helped him in the first place."

"I can't help it. Who let me be my brother? It's natural for the elder brother to help his younger brother... In fact, don't you think so? How exciting it is to look at what you have protected for countless years and annihilate like fireworks in front of you!"

Ya Jiuquan's face showed a strange flush.

Wang Ji suddenly lowered his head and thought of his father and brother, but his heart was infinitely calm and warm.

"I only know how to improve my strength, but my heart has begun to distort..." Wang Ji sighed, "My brother is like this, and so is my brother. It can be imagined that your country must also be respected by strength and full of indifference and ruthlessness.

Yajiuquan looked at Wang Ji in surprise.

"A glimpse of the whole leopard, the collapse of a social and cultural inheritance is always much faster than the time when it is established... Thousands of years of culture, only for decades, has almost only become the patent of a few people, and after thousands of years, it may disappear..."

"And after the collapse, if there is nothing to replace, the moral collapse will also begin... The alliance is an exception! In a country of the Millennium War, the citizens cultivated will either be slaves or as strong as steel!"

Ya Jiuquan smiled and said, "Do those things make sense? Only if you have the strength in your hand, you can do whatever you want. If you don't have the strength, you can only be killed like my brother.

Wang Ji nodded: "The truth is just like what you said, but... What you don't know is that if people in a country think so, how sad it is for a country..."

Ya Jiuquan has pulled out his knife and said excitedly, "I don't know that. All I know is that as long as I kill you, I can become stronger, much stronger than now..."

"The name of the knife, the broken blade."

After saying that, Wang Ji felt that the momentum of Yajiuquan had changed and became extremely violent.

Ya Jiuquan stretched out his tongue and licked it on the blade. In an instant, the broken blade was stained red by a line of strange blood.

Seeing such behavior of Ya Jiuquan, Wang Ji did not react at all.

"Sword name, cold wind..."

After saying that, Wang Ji stood in place, looking extremely upright and arrogant. As if responding to Wang Ji, the cold wind sword is also rustling!

But in his heart, he is extremely vigilant.

He is convinced that Yajiuquan opposite him is the strongest opponent he has ever faced.

Yajiuquan is very powerful. In his heart, this game is only this opponent from beginning to end. Otherwise, Wang Ji would not have said so much to him.

"I'm afraid that he is really for his brother, and he has been in Yujie 5 for many years. I'm afraid that its real strength has at least reached the level of level 6.

As for Wang Ji, it is still level 3 at this time...

There are at least three levels apart, and this gap is almost completely insurmountable for ordinary people.

Suddenly, a blood-red blade light came from the broken blade. Wang Ji seemed to hear countless wailings and the hissing of the air.

"Desperate knife is 70%! Desperate and wail!!!"

The cold wind sword in Wang Ji's hand suddenly flashed white light, and the sword spirit crossed with the space sword, and met the desperate sword of Yajiuquan in the air.

Boom!!!

A roar sounded in the air, and Wang Ji suddenly retreated, but a little blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"I forgot to tell you that a broken blade knife can increase my knife intention. Originally, it was only 60% of the knife intention, but I can use 70%! It's so powerful that I have to admit that you are a genius who can understand such power at such an age.

"But it's useless! You only have level 3, and you are doomed to die under my broken blade.

"It's too early..." Wang Ji wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth: "I haven't bled for a long time."

"When the blood on your neck gushes out, you can feel this feeling..." Yajiuquan smiled and said, "Go to me!" Forest of Despair!"

A knife went straight to Wang Ji, and the black gas spread.

Wang Ji moved a little and dodged this attack.

"It's not over yet!" Yajiuquan said indifferently.

Wang Ji only felt a change in the space around him, and something similar to external evil was surrounding him.

"Hey hey! Enjoy the feeling of despair..." Yajiuquan's evil smile: "My desperate sword meaning can directly invade the spiritual sea of people and kill you directly! Whether the sword is good or not, the result is the same.

Suddenly, the corners of Wang Ji's mouth were upturned.

"That's all? Compared with the worst external evil, it's all worse..."

When facing the external evil for the first time, Wang Ji tried his best to face it and was almost invaded by the external evil.

But now, the general external evil has no effect on Wang Ji.

"Desperate? It's a pity... I've never despaired and don't understand this emotion." In Wang Ji's hand, a milky white sword instantly pierced the desperate sword and directly scratched a huge wound on the chest of Yajiuquan.

Then, Ya Jiuquan saw countless swords and thought of him flying.

"Space is broken!"

"Boom!!!"

Yajiuquan suddenly felt a feeling of death coming towards him. In fear, he swallowed the elixir given to him by Shade.

The sword in Wang Ji's hand paused, and he felt that the breath of Yajiuquan suddenly changed.

"The Righteous Sword!"

A sword light instantly swept the black gas on the ring and went towards Yajiu Spring.

Yajiuquan did not avoid it at all. With one hand, a huge force was blocked in front of the righteous sword, and the meaning of the righteous sword dissipated in an instant.

"What a powerful feeling!" Ya Jiuquan began to laugh wildly: "I want you to die!"

When Yajiuquan took it, he felt a strange force bursting out from the depths of his body.

"It's really too powerful..." The broken blade in Ya Jiuquan's hand waved: "Desperate and sad!"

The broken blade sword instantly separated from Ya Jiuquan's hand and went to Wang Ji, like a meteor, shooting at Wang Ji in an instant.

Wang Ji's body was a strange avoidance, and the broken-edged sword passed by him.

"Yo! Did you dodge it?" There was obvious depression in Ya Jiuquan's eyes. He didn't expect that Wang Ji could avoid this sword. According to the previous battle, Wang Ji's reaction speed should not be so fast.

Wang Ji took a deep breath. If it hadn't been for the test of death for so many years, I'm afraid this sword would have been inserted into his heart.

The broken-edged sword returned to the hands of Yajiuquan, pointing to Wang Ji from afar.

"Die! The blade is broken!"

The broken-edged sword was obviously shaken and flew into the air.

"Hey hey! This move is a special combat skill for the broken blade sword. I couldn't drive it before, but now my strength has improved so much that it can be easily used.

The next moment, Wang Ji only saw that the broken-edged sword seemed to have become thousands.

"Wo!"

The sword made a violent sound in the air, and countless swords went towards Wang Ji.

"Is it all true?"

Wang Ji looked at the countless knives and closed her eyes directly.

More strangely, Wang Ji just moved a little, and all the knife shadows disappeared.

"How can this be..." Ya Jiuquan looked at Wang Ji incredulously: "How can you dodge this blow? The blade of the broken blade is broken, but the combat skill at the peak of the heavenly level, even if it comes to pick up at level 7 and level 8, it is impossible for me to take this move."

Wang Ji also has lingering palpitations.

He completely relied on the natural reaction of his body to avoid this attack...

At the same time, after this blow, Wang Ji's anger also rose.

"You pissed me off!"

In the cold wind sword, a terrible breath came out.

"In the field of integration, four swords in one..."

With the lifting of the cold wind sword, a huge sword light formed on Wang Ji's head.