The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 942: Together to the end

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In front of the sword furnace, a figure stood proudly, like a desolate ancient sword, two sword eyebrows raised high, full of sword intention.

Seven kills!

This man is a disciple of Jianshen. He had played against Tang Zheng and others in Changbai Mountain.

Tang Zheng looked slightly, staring straight at him.

Compared to before, the seven-kill has a completely different momentum, and the skill is obviously much better.

He still has a fresh memory of the seven-killed Rising Sun Sword Technique, so he did n’t underestimate the other party, but he is not afraid of him because he has so many masters.

"Tang Zheng, it really is you!" The tone of the seven kills reveals the endless Murderous Qi, "You killed my master, this time I want you to pay for your blood and blood."

"Seven kills, are you the only one? Song Yu, isn't he the master of Sword Pavilion?" Tang Zheng asked curiously.

The Seven Kills said indifferently: "There is so much nonsense, let me pass the level before I talk."

"Okay, then I'll try your skill." Tang Zheng strode forward, but Wu Jie got ahead.

"I'm coming!" Wu said, "Sword God Gao Tuo, after passing this village, there is no such shop."

The meaning of this is intriguing.

Jiangshen will be gone from now on, so she rushes to fight the Seven Kills.

For her, Seven Kills is a good opponent and can sharpen her martial arts.

Her cultivation level has greatly increased since she practiced the Fire God of God. Now she has reached the limit of Innate Martial Artist-Innate Ninth Grade, which is only one step away from the realm of Martial Scholar.

This speed of cultivation was simply unimaginable to her before.

She once imagined that if she reached the Martial Scholar state in her thirties, it would already be very powerful.

But now she is in her twenties, and she is almost reaching the level of Martial Scholar, even more powerful than her Master and Master's Wife.

She really knows who the greatest credit should be.

The Seven Killers understood the deep meaning of the Wu dialect, and their anger was getting more and more prosperous. They said: "Wu, you and these Cultivator are embarrassed, I will take your life first, and commemorate Master in the spirit of heaven."

Oh!

The long sword shook off in his hand, and the rising sun rose Sword Technique. The ray of the long sword edge shone like a blazing sun, rising slowly from the sword, as if a red sun rose from the sea level.

Wu Shuangzhang is staggered, and two attributes, one cold and one hot, alternate in the palm.

Now, she has a deeper understanding of the fire palm, and also understands the extraordinary features of this set of Merit Law.

The fire palm is very overbearing when it was first practiced, very similar to the Roaring Flame Blade she practiced before.

Later, she gradually discovered that the thing was absolutely inverse. When the Inner Energy like the red flame was practiced to the extreme, it even gave birth to a very cold Inner Energy.

Fire is cold, and things must be reversed.

This made her feel the mystery of this palm method.

It is precisely because of this transformation that her skills are advancing by leaps and bounds, and her body has reached a wonderful state of harmony between Yin and Yang.

At the moment, when she casts this set of palm techniques, her palms alternate between cold and hot, and eventually her left hand is cold, her right hand is hot, cold and hot, and ice and fire are two heavy days.

If other people have been suffering, but she will not, the two Inner Energy silently operate freely in the body.

The Seven Kills also saw the extraordinary of this set of palms. He still roared and thrust his sword.

That round of tomorrow ’s sword light suddenly exploded and turned into a thin sword gas, like a shotgun, and countless sword gas like a marble was chopped to martial arts.

Wu said nothing, his palms pushed forward, and a mighty, alternating cold and hot palm wind swept forward, like a huge wave of mountains and seas.

peng peng peng ...

A series of explosions, palm wind and sword blow.

The two toes pointed a little and rushed towards each other in a coincidence. In an instant, in front of the sword furnace, the two were like flapping butterflies, ups and downs, and the fight was unhappy.

While Wu does n’t have weapons, he does n’t lose weapons with one hand, especially the Fire and God Palm, which alternates between cold and heat, and the fierce and icy palms sweep towards the other, with amazing lethality.

Boom!

A tree was photographed in the palm of the hand, and it was cut directly into two pieces, and the fracture gradually formed ice, even in this summer.

The Seven Kills happened to see this scene. The pupil shrank sharply, and his heart was awe-inspiring, and he quickly fell off with a sword.

Poof!

The sword is fierce.

His Rising Sun Sword Technique is also very masculine Sword Technique, so even this violent sword gas also shows masculinity, which makes people feel like a flame.

The air oscillated and was cut to the sides by Jian Qi. Then, Changhong ran through the sun, and Li Jianchang drove straight in, directly to the top of Wu's head.

Wu Di shouted, and his hands rose into the air, gripping the long sword.

The violent Jianqi immediately tried to hurt her hand, however, his palms sent out two Inner Energys, one cold and one hot, resisting the sword qi.

Also, the sword has undergone dramatic changes, one side seems to be burnt by flames, turning into a fiery red, and the other side seems to be in the ice, turning into snow white.

In addition, the two forces of the cold and hot spread upward, and soon reached the hilt.

The entire body of the sword became red on one side and white on the other, showing a strange sight.

The seven killers rounded their pupils, looked at this scene with unbelievable emotions, growled unwillingly, and urged Inner Energy to try to resist.

However-

kacha!

With a crisp sound, the long sword broke inch by inch and turned into pieces scattered on the ground.

"This ..."

Looking at the destruction of his saber, the seven killers are heartbroken and angry, but they are helpless.

Wu Xinnian moved, palms pushed forward, peng peng palms, patted on the chest of the seven kills.

Oh!

Seven kills flew into the sword furnace, leaving only a long section of blood in the air.

Wu Cangsheng pursued, and his figure flew into the sword furnace.

This sword furnace is very rudimentary. It is a small pavilion thatched with grass, and all sides are simple wooden walls.

Seven kills crashed the wooden door and fell into the dark sword furnace, and Wu chased in and disappeared into the darkness.

Suddenly, Tang Zheng raised a sense of alertness and shouted: "Don't chase it in."

As soon as his figure flashed, he caught up, but as soon as he reached the door, a silhouette flew out.

His eyes flashed, and he caught quickly, but Wu fell in his arms.

Puffy breathless, pale, said: "There is danger in the sword furnace."

Tang Zheng saw that she was fine, so he was relieved and comforted: "You back away first, I will meet him for a while."

Wu was a little annoyed, his strength was clearly higher than the seven kills, but after he broke into the sword furnace, he took a blow somehow and was expelled out of embarrassment.

"You be careful." Wu clenched his teeth and told him.

Tang Zheng nodded gently, strode meteorally into the sword furnace, and when he crossed the threshold, a fiery wave came to his face.

Looking closely, he found a huge stove in the middle of the sword furnace, which was filled with hot bubbles and hot molten iron, and a sword that had not been forged next to it was glowing hot.

The Seven Kills stood in front of the fire, staring straight at Tang Zheng, with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his expression was faint, but the eyebrows were very mad.

"Tang Zheng, you killed my master, I am not good at learning, and I can't avenge my hatred for the master, but I will never admit defeat." Seven Kills said forcefully.

Tang Zheng snorted and asked, "Seven kills, you are upside down black and white. If the sword **** came to kill me, would it die in our hands? Are we going to kill by the neck?"

Seven killing dumb, speechless, said after a while: "I don't care, anyway, Master is dead in your hands."

Tang Zheng shook his head, not arguing with him on this issue, saying: "I just want to ask you a question, what about Sword Pavilion others, Song Yu?"

Sword Pavilion ** has hundreds of sword slaves, but they encountered too few sword slaves along the way, and no other sword slaves were seen on this **** sword edge, so he was very curious.

The seven killers said horrificly: " Song Yu Like you, they are all wolf ambitions, and they are afraid of things. Sword Pavilion , Take people away! Master Knowing Izumi, I will be ashamed and regret putting Sword Pavilion Pass it to him. "

The Seven Kills are angry and unwilling, and they are sad and head-on, and there are two handprints printed on his chest, one red and one white, one fire and one cold, even more bleak.

"Run away?" Tang Zheng raised his eyebrows. This Song Yu is really cunning, and the martial arts with oil on his feet is first-class.

When I was in Capital City, I ran away when I was in a bad mood. Now I must have heard the fighting in the periphery, so I took a group of sword slaves without hesitation.

"The cowards are all damned. They believe that Song Yu's bewitches have betrayed Sword Pavilion and are not worthy of being Sword Pavilion." The Seven Kills accused angrily.

Tang Zheng nodded secretly. After all, Song Yu is a big family person. He can speak well and confuse people. There are too many ways to confuse people. Of course, it is not comparable to those who only know how to practice martial arts.

In the Sword Pavilion, although the qualifications of the seven kills are higher than those of Song Yu, it can be said that these small means can't catch up with Song Yu.

This result was not what Tang Zheng expected.

Just because the cooked duck flew, Tang Zheng was very unhappy, and asked, "Where will they go?"

"Don't say that I don't know, even if I know it, I will never tell you." Seven Kills said fiercely.

Tang Zheng shook his head secretly, knowing that he would not find much useful information in the end.

"Seven kills, you are clearly not Wu's opponent, but just now you forced her back and hurt her, your means haven't been finished yet? This time I personally saw your tactics, because, You will not have this opportunity in the future. "

Tang Zheng said with confidence, the Seven Kills did not refute, but his eyes changed.

In the end, he locked Tang Zheng firmly and became decisive and determined, saying, "I want to die with you."

Boom!

With a loud noise, he overturned the stove beside him, and the hot molten iron spewed out of the stove, splashing around, and the sword stove immediately caught fire.

At the same time, the Seven Kills grabbed an unfinished long sword in the furnace, the sword was fiery red, and his palm rang with a scorched smell.

Unconsciously, he flushed towards Tang Zheng with a flushed face, and his long red sword lighted up.

It's full of light, as if it's really a blazing sun, with all the light and heat blooming.

Tang Zheng subconsciously wanted to withdraw from the sword furnace. However, fires had already been ignited all around, and the molten iron was like a fiery viper, meandering from the ground to him.