Chapter 970
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Zhao Shi walked slowly in this desolate land, along the way, the wild animals whimpered at the moment of seeing him, and crawled on the ground with fear.
Boom!
In the middle of a mile's journey, the Loess on the ground suddenly exploded, and a dark ghost flew out of it, stabbing Zhao Shi's head with a piercing howl. The air around him suddenly became cold and sticky.
"Your art of concealment is very good, that is, your strength is too weak and your foundation is superficial."
Zhao Shi's expression is light. With a sword, he cuts out countless strong winds and turns into a sharp blade. He turns it into a black ghost shadow and spreads it in all directions.
Without any resistance, pieces of wind blades without divine sense control cut into the earth, chopping the solid soil and stones on the ground into a piece of erosive powder.
"Watch the back!" Distant Yang Qiushui exclaimed.
A young man with skin and bones, withered hair and only a little humanoid was left all over his body. He grinned ferociously and opened his sharp teeth and bit Zhao Shi's neck.
Everything is so silent, not even a trace of wind, a little dust has not been aroused, even if the fighter of Feitian realm is attacked, he may die instantly.
"Very clever."
Zhao Shi's expression is indifferent. The Qiushui sword in his hand doesn't stop after cutting out a sword. He stabs it on his shoulder at will. The sword tip doesn't enter into his bloody eyes.
"You are not born..." Qiu Liyou shouts in panic, and his body quickly loses its vitality. It is like a long-term patient who has hung on for a long time and finally reaches the limit.
"Good, good trick."
Qiushui sword is still very stable. It doesn't withdraw because of the death of the enemy. At the moment when it stabs into his right eye, the highly concentrated Kam Feng Qi in the tip of the sword erupts, and the head of the skinny young man is broken into countless blood foam.
The reason for Zhao Shi's praise also appeared.
At the back of his own head, there appeared the right side of the enemy, whose body had been mutilated and his internal organs were shriveled.
All his true Qi and flesh and blood were condensed on the black fingernails of his right hand and turned into a black thorn that stabbed Zhao Shi's head.
Very fast, has become a black light, even Zhao Shi's hair has been cut off a bunch.
More than that, with the Yin wind, there was a whimpering cry into Zhao Shi's spirit, which made him see the scene of thousands of fierce ghosts biting him.
The king's own biography is indeed different from the ordinary Feitian realm warriors. In this situation of being disabled to death, they have the strength to fight and kill the Feitian realm warriors with the help of strange forces and sneak attacks.
Qiu Liyou is crazy in his eyes.
Such a genius must be the top figure among the king's real species. It is not impossible to kill those old people who tortured him, even to be executed by the king!
Whoa!
The sound of the wind, a blue sword light wrapped by 28 different winds, was introduced into his eyes. The speed was not fast. He could clearly see how it tore open the air and cut through every detail of the dust.
There should have been no threat, but Qiu Liyou is shocked to find that he has exhausted all the black spikes he has made. At this moment, he is as slow as a snail, caught up by the light of the green sword, and is accurately cut at the tip of the spike.
Boom!
The black stab breaks from the blade. The right side of the sword flies backward like a half broken sack and hits the ground fiercely.
There was no blood flowing out. Under the broken skin, there was rotten and dried flesh and blood. The skeleton was gray and had been smashed, leaving the last breath.
"You are not the son of a family! It's civilians Seeing Zhao Shi's figure, his face showed a look of disbelief, even ignoring his own flesh and blood which was turning into gray powder.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
After so many years of imprisonment, Qiu Liyou knew that he would die. At the moment, he was not so afraid. He thought of something funny and said with a wild smile: "is the aristocratic family desperate enough to cultivate civilians? And I don't trust you. I'm going to take my life as a vote? "
Zhao Shi, without expression, came up slowly with his sword.
"Good, good."
Seeing the long sword mercilessly killing his enemy right, he suddenly laughed coldly: "ancestor! Ancestor! He is not the one who killed me
"You old man, don't blame him, but take him as a disciple. Finally, let him break through the Union and kill all the Yang and Huo families!"
"Grandfather! Don't forget... "
The blue sword tip wrapped by the breeze pierced his brow. The spirit of the sacred wind contained in it made his body as fragile as paper into powder, and his weak spirit was wiped away by the sword meaning of the wind.
Zhao Shi took a look at the gray powder on the ground and turned his sword back.
When he came to the door, he comforted Yang Qiushui for a while and anxiously checked whether there was any wound on his whole body. Looking up, he saw Yang Wu with a gloomy face.
Qiu Liyou is really a careful eye. He still refuses to settle down before he dies.
Zhao Shi light smile: "how, old Yang, what problem?"
"It's OK. Your test has been completed and you have got full marks." Yang Wu's gloomy face disappeared and said mildly, "Zhao Shi, you are indeed a loyal soldier of the Federation. I will take you to see the lava king, which is a great honor and also the affirmation of the Federation to you.""You say lava king?"
Zhao Shimu, who had always been calm and calm, was excited and incoherent: "Zhao Shi, how can Zhao Shi be so lucky that he will be loyal to the Union and will not regret it until he dies!"
Yang Qiushui and Li Xi are similar, almost uncontrollable.
King and martial arts!
This is the Federation of gods, even at the time of the founding of the country, they can also separate one side and become the founder of the eternal family. It is also the goal of hundreds of millions of martial artists in this life.
"You know, the lava king is concerned about the world, which is really respected by our generation of martial arts all his life."
Yang Wu, with a respectful look on his face, saluted the East, picked up Zhao Shi and took them to the distance.
"Old man of Wu family, I'm poor in quality. Can I contaminate the eyes of the lava king and let him blame him?" Yang Qiushui some uneasy way: "otherwise, you just take Zhao Shi to go."
"No!"
Without waiting for Yang Wu to say anything, Zhao Shi immediately flatly said: "teacher, you are too self belittling. You who have the true biography of sea blue are the real king's real species. You are much better than Yang Lanjiang. There is at least 1% probability that you will be promoted to the king in the future. You must have confidence in yourself."
"Really?" Yang Qiushui hesitated to ask, very not confident.
She felt that she could not compare with Yang Lanjiang. Even if she was promoted to feitianjing, she could not beat her. She was a good luck Juncai Qiu.
"Yes, Xiaoqiu should be more confident." Yang Wu agreed with Zhao Shi's judgment.
The king's means are so magical that their casual arrangement can make the achievements made by a gifted and hardworking genius become ordinary and worthless.
After flying for several hours, Yang Wu and his three men stopped in front of a mountain burning with golden flame all the time, with a respectful and humble attitude.
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Zhao Shi walked slowly in this desolate land, along the way, the wild animals whimpered at the moment of seeing him, and crawled on the ground with fear.
Boom!
In the middle of a mile's journey, the Loess on the ground suddenly exploded, and a dark ghost flew out of it, stabbing Zhao Shi's head with a piercing howl. The air around him suddenly became cold and sticky.
"Your art of concealment is very good, that is, your strength is too weak and your foundation is superficial."
Zhao Shi's expression is light. With a sword, he cuts out countless strong winds and turns into a sharp blade. He turns it into a black ghost shadow and spreads it in all directions.
Without any resistance, pieces of wind blades without divine sense control cut into the earth, chopping the solid soil and stones on the ground into a piece of erosive powder.
"Watch the back!" Distant Yang Qiushui exclaimed.
A young man with skin and bones, withered hair and only a little humanoid was left all over his body. He grinned ferociously and opened his sharp teeth and bit Zhao Shi's neck.
Everything is so silent, not even a trace of wind, a little dust has not been aroused, even if the fighter of Feitian realm is attacked, he may die instantly.
"Very clever."
Zhao Shi's expression is indifferent. The Qiushui sword in his hand doesn't stop after cutting out a sword. He stabs it on his shoulder at will. The sword tip doesn't enter into his bloody eyes.
"You are not born..." Qiu Liyou shouts in panic, and his body quickly loses its vitality. It is like a long-term patient who has hung on for a long time and finally reaches the limit.
"Good, good trick."
Qiushui sword is still very stable. It doesn't withdraw because of the death of the enemy. At the moment when it stabs into his right eye, the highly concentrated Kam Feng Qi in the tip of the sword erupts, and the head of the skinny young man is broken into countless blood foam.
The reason for Zhao Shi's praise also appeared.
At the back of his own head, there appeared the right side of the enemy, whose body had been mutilated and his internal organs were shriveled.
All his true Qi and flesh and blood were condensed on the black fingernails of his right hand and turned into a black thorn that stabbed Zhao Shi's head.
Very fast, has become a black light, even Zhao Shi's hair has been cut off a bunch.
More than that, with the Yin wind, there was a whimpering cry into Zhao Shi's spirit, which made him see the scene of thousands of fierce ghosts biting him.
The king's own biography is indeed different from the ordinary Feitian realm warriors. In this situation of being disabled to death, they have the strength to fight and kill the Feitian realm warriors with the help of strange forces and sneak attacks.
Qiu Liyou is crazy in his eyes.
Such a genius must be the top figure among the king's real species. It is not impossible to kill those old people who tortured him, even to be executed by the king!
Whoa!
The sound of the wind, a blue sword light wrapped by 28 different winds, was introduced into his eyes. The speed was not fast. He could clearly see how it tore open the air and cut through every detail of the dust.
There should have been no threat, but Qiu Liyou is shocked to find that he has exhausted all the black spikes he has made. At this moment, he is as slow as a snail, caught up by the light of the green sword, and is accurately cut at the tip of the spike.
Boom!
The black stab breaks from the blade. The right side of the sword flies backward like a half broken sack and hits the ground fiercely.
There was no blood flowing out. Under the broken skin, there was rotten and dried flesh and blood. The skeleton was gray and had been smashed, leaving the last breath.
"You are not the son of a family! It's civilians Seeing Zhao Shi's figure, his face showed a look of disbelief, even ignoring his own flesh and blood which was turning into gray powder.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
After so many years of imprisonment, Qiu Liyou knew that he would die. At the moment, he was not so afraid. He thought of something funny and said with a wild smile: "is the aristocratic family desperate enough to cultivate civilians? And I don't trust you. I'm going to take my life as a vote? "
Zhao Shi, without expression, came up slowly with his sword.
"Good, good."
Seeing the long sword mercilessly killing his enemy right, he suddenly laughed coldly: "ancestor! Ancestor! He is not the one who killed me
"You old man, don't blame him, but take him as a disciple. Finally, let him break through the Union and kill all the Yang and Huo families!"
"Grandfather! Don't forget... "
The blue sword tip wrapped by the breeze pierced his brow. The spirit of the sacred wind contained in it made his body as fragile as paper into powder, and his weak spirit was wiped away by the sword meaning of the wind.
Zhao Shi took a look at the gray powder on the ground and turned his sword back.
When he came to the door, he comforted Yang Qiushui for a while and anxiously checked whether there was any wound on his whole body. Looking up, he saw Yang Wu with a gloomy face.
Qiu Liyou is really a careful eye. He still refuses to settle down before he dies.
Zhao Shi light smile: "how, old Yang, what problem?"
"It's OK. Your test has been completed and you have got full marks." Yang Wu's gloomy face disappeared and said mildly, "Zhao Shi, you are indeed a loyal soldier of the Federation. I will take you to see the lava king, which is a great honor and also the affirmation of the Federation to you.""You say lava king?"
Zhao Shimu, who had always been calm and calm, was excited and incoherent: "Zhao Shi, how can Zhao Shi be so lucky that he will be loyal to the Union and will not regret it until he dies!"
Yang Qiushui and Li Xi are similar, almost uncontrollable.
King and martial arts!
This is the Federation of gods, even at the time of the founding of the country, they can also separate one side and become the founder of the eternal family. It is also the goal of hundreds of millions of martial artists in this life.
"You know, the lava king is concerned about the world, which is really respected by our generation of martial arts all his life."
Yang Wu, with a respectful look on his face, saluted the East, picked up Zhao Shi and took them to the distance.
"Old man of Wu family, I'm poor in quality. Can I contaminate the eyes of the lava king and let him blame him?" Yang Qiushui some uneasy way: "otherwise, you just take Zhao Shi to go."
"No!"
Without waiting for Yang Wu to say anything, Zhao Shi immediately flatly said: "teacher, you are too self belittling. You who have the true biography of sea blue are the real king's real species. You are much better than Yang Lanjiang. There is at least 1% probability that you will be promoted to the king in the future. You must have confidence in yourself."
"Really?" Yang Qiushui hesitated to ask, very not confident.
She felt that she could not compare with Yang Lanjiang. Even if she was promoted to feitianjing, she could not beat her. She was a good luck Juncai Qiu.
"Yes, Xiaoqiu should be more confident." Yang Wu agreed with Zhao Shi's judgment.
The king's means are so magical that their casual arrangement can make the achievements made by a gifted and hardworking genius become ordinary and worthless.
After flying for several hours, Yang Wu and his three men stopped in front of a mountain burning with golden flame all the time, with a respectful and humble attitude.
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Zhao Shi walked slowly in this desolate land, along the way, the wild animals whimpered at the moment of seeing him, and crawled on the ground with fear. Boom! In the middle of a mile's journey, the Loess on the ground suddenly exploded, and a dark ghost flew out of it, stabbing Zhao Shi's head with a piercing howl. The air around him suddenly became cold and sticky. "Your art of concealment is very good, that is, your strength is too weak and your foundation is superficial." Zhao Shi's expression is light. With a sword, he cuts out countless strong winds and turns into a sharp blade. He turns it into a black ghost shadow and spreads it in all directions. Without any resistance, pieces of wind blades without divine sense control cut into the earth, chopping the solid soil and stones on the ground into a piece of erosive powder. "Watch the back!" Distant Yang Qiushui exclaimed. A young man with skin and bones, withered hair and only a little humanoid was left all over his body. He grinned ferociously and opened his sharp teeth and bit Zhao Shi's neck. Everything is so silent, not even a trace of wind, a little dust has not been aroused, even if the fighter of Feitian realm is attacked, he may die instantly. "Very clever." Zhao Shi's expression is indifferent. The Qiushui sword in his hand doesn't stop after cutting out a sword. He stabs it on his shoulder at will. The sword tip doesn't enter into his bloody eyes. "You are not born..." Qiu Liyou shouts in panic, and his body quickly loses its vitality. It is like a long-term patient who has hung on for a long time and finally reaches the limit. "Good, good trick." Qiushui sword is still very stable. It doesn't withdraw because of the death of the enemy. At the moment when it stabs into his right eye, the highly concentrated Kam Feng Qi in the tip of the sword erupts, and the head of the skinny young man is broken into countless blood foam. The reason for Zhao Shi's praise also appeared. At the back of his own head, there appeared the right side of the enemy, whose body had been mutilated and his internal organs were shriveled. All his true Qi and flesh and blood were condensed on the black fingernails of his right hand and turned into a black thorn that stabbed Zhao Shi's head. Very fast, has become a black light, even Zhao Shi's hair has been cut off a bunch. More than that, with the Yin wind, there was a whimpering cry into Zhao Shi's spirit, which made him see the scene of thousands of fierce ghosts biting him. The king's own biography is indeed different from the ordinary Feitian realm warriors. In this situation of being disabled to death, they have the strength to fight and kill the Feitian realm warriors with the help of strange forces and sneak attacks. Qiu Liyou is crazy in his eyes. Such a genius must be the top figure among the king's real species. It is not impossible to kill those old people who tortured him, even to be executed by the king! Whoa! The sound of the wind, a blue sword light wrapped by 28 different winds, was introduced into his eyes. The speed was not fast. He could clearly see how it tore open the air and cut through every detail of the dust. There should have been no threat, but Qiu Liyou is shocked to find that he has exhausted all the black spikes he has made. At this moment, he is as slow as a snail, caught up by the light of the green sword, and is accurately cut at the tip of the spike. Boom! The black stab breaks from the blade. The right side of the sword flies backward like a half broken sack and hits the ground fiercely. There was no blood flowing out. Under the broken skin, there was rotten and dried flesh and blood. The skeleton was gray and had been smashed, leaving the last breath. "You are not the son of a family! It's civilians Seeing Zhao Shi's figure, his face showed a look of disbelief, even ignoring his own flesh and blood which was turning into gray powder. "Ha ha ha ha!" After so many years of imprisonment, Qiu Liyou knew that he would die. At the moment, he was not so afraid. He thought of something funny and said with a wild smile: "is the aristocratic family desperate enough to cultivate civilians? And I don't trust you. I'm going to take my life as a vote? " Zhao Shi, without expression, came up slowly with his sword. "Good, good." Seeing the long sword mercilessly killing his enemy right, he suddenly laughed coldly: "ancestor! Ancestor! He is not the one who killed me "You old man, don't blame him, but take him as a disciple. Finally, let him break through the Union and kill all the Yang and Huo families!" "Grandfather! Don't forget... " The blue sword tip wrapped by the breeze pierced his brow. The spirit of the sacred wind contained in it made his body as fragile as paper into powder, and his weak spirit was wiped away by the sword meaning of the wind. Zhao Shi took a look at the gray powder on the ground and turned his sword back. When he came to the door, he comforted Yang Qiushui for a while and anxiously checked whether there was any wound on his whole body. Looking up, he saw Yang Wu with a gloomy face. Qiu Liyou is really a careful eye. He still refuses to settle down before he dies. Zhao Shi light smile: "how, old Yang, what problem?" "It's OK. Your test has been completed and you have got full marks." Yang Wu's gloomy face disappeared and said mildly, "Zhao Shi, you are indeed a loyal soldier of the Federation. I will take you to see the lava king, which is a great honor and also the affirmation of the Federation to you.""You say lava king?" Zhao Shimu, who had always been calm and calm, was excited and incoherent: "Zhao Shi, how can Zhao Shi be so lucky that he will be loyal to the Union and will not regret it until he dies!" Yang Qiushui and Li Xi are similar, almost uncontrollable. King and martial arts! This is the Federation of gods, even at the time of the founding of the country, they can also separate one side and become the founder of the eternal family. It is also the goal of hundreds of millions of martial artists in this life. "You know, the lava king is concerned about the world, which is really respected by our generation of martial arts all his life." Yang Wu, with a respectful look on his face, saluted the East, picked up Zhao Shi and took them to the distance. "Old man of Wu family, I'm poor in quality. Can I contaminate the eyes of the lava king and let him blame him?" Yang Qiushui some uneasy way: "otherwise, you just take Zhao Shi to go." "No!" Without waiting for Yang Wu to say anything, Zhao Shi immediately flatly said: "teacher, you are too self belittling. You who have the true biography of sea blue are the real king's real species. You are much better than Yang Lanjiang. There is at least 1% probability that you will be promoted to the king in the future. You must have confidence in yourself." "Really?" Yang Qiushui hesitated to ask, very not confident. She felt that she could not compare with Yang Lanjiang. Even if she was promoted to feitianjing, she could not beat her. She was a good luck Juncai Qiu. "Yes, Xiaoqiu should be more confident." Yang Wu agreed with Zhao Shi's judgment. The king's means are so magical that their casual arrangement can make the achievements made by a gifted and hardworking genius become ordinary and worthless. After flying for several hours, Yang Wu and his three men stopped in front of a mountain burning with golden flame all the time, with a respectful and humble attitude. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
