Ze Tian Ji Chapter 115: Iron sword storm (Part 1)

Zhu Luo's sentence seems bland, but it is extremely tough and extremely overbearing. Everyone knows that this sentence should actually be: You dare to shoot me?

Wang Po keeps his feet still, rolls up his sleeves, and starts wiping the iron knife, but just prepares for the battle. already makes Zhu Luo extremely angry, because already has not dared to shoot at him for many years.

Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions is almost a god. Any attempt to attack the **** is provocation, blasphemy, and death, even if it is only a gesture, it is not acceptable, even if the person is Tianliang Wang Po.

People on Yujie are also shocked. They do n’t understand why Wang Po is doing this, and he cannot have any chance.

Zhu Luo's realm has long transcended the world and entered Saint Domain.

If you don't count the White Emperor couple, Human World has twelve strongest men, he is one of them.

Wang Po is Proclamation of Liberation first, middle generation is the undisputed strongest. It was truly shocking to enter Star Condensation Upper Realm in the year of no doubt, but the distance from the holy realm is like sea of stars and mud.

Many people are optimistic that Wang Po will enter Saint Domain in the future and become a new generation of Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions. It may even have higher achievements, but it must be something that is decades or even hundreds of years later.

The current Wang Po is in front of Zhu Luo, just a junior who can only bow down and be taught.

However, he wants to shoot at Zhu Luo?

"Younger dare not."

Wang Po looked up, calm and even a little dumb looks at Zhu Luo.

Zhu Luo eyebrows gradually become peaceful, the atmosphere on the rainy street is slightly relaxed.

Wang Po raised the iron knife, pointed at the unshakable Continent strongman across the rain curtain, and said, "Please predecessors."

The uproar between the streets and lanes, the violent rain, can't cover up people's exclamation and discussion.

Zhu Luo's eyebrows suddenly raised, and the majestic Aura Broken Heavens rose, and the torrential rain suddenly dispersed.

Then he laughed again, with a cold and indifferent laughter, ringing the whole Xunyang City.

"It's a pity."

Zhu Luo said indifferently, looking a little regretful. Because Human World has the most chance to enter the Saint Domain number of people, one person will die after today, there is no chance.

"It's a pity," Su Li sighed.

He didn't want Wang Po to die, and did something for this purpose, but Wang Po did not accept it, because the Way of the Blade of Wang Po is not the same as his Way of the Sword, and is not the same as the Way of the Blade of Zhou Dufu at that time. His knife is very straightforward.

When Wang Po rolled the sleeve, Su Li suddenly felt that this guy's knife might explode in the future, which is completely different from himself and Zhou Dufu, but maybe more interesting.

So he feels a pity.

This world has no chance to see the future blade of Wang Po. Presumably this world will also feel sorry.

Wang Po in the rain of Liang Wangsun looks at said nothing, and the mood was slightly complicated. In order to complete certain things, complete his own life experience, give up his life for this, and march into areas that cannot be challenged, it is not too difficult to understand and unacceptable for a genius like them, so even if he gives his life, I want to kill Su Li, but there is a **** sea in his spiritual world. Why is Wang Po? Is it really just the idea in my heart?

At the thought of this, he suddenly gave birth to a lot of admiration, thinking that it is no wonder that he has not been able to catch up with this person for more than 30 years. No wonder how Xiao Zhang has been so crazy for cultivation for more than 30 years, no wonder 30 For more than a few years, Xun Mei could only imprison himself in Mausoleum of Books, and he did not stand side by side with the transcendence of life and death until his death.

Chen Changshen also has looks at Wang Po. He didn't talk, didn't think too much, just gave endless admiration in his subconscious. He thinks Wang Po is handsome, and doesn't know why ... always makes him feel a little close.

Then he wanted to understand, Wang Po is like many people around him ... No, it should be that many people he knows are like Wang Po, in some ways, such as Zheqiu such as Tang Thirty Six such as Gou Hanshi such as ... himself.

Similar places are often the most flashy places, such as persistence, such as moderation, such as firmness, such as perseverance, such as pride, such as silence. Chen Changshen sees itself and friends in Wang Po. An old shirt has countless lights. He also saw the beauty of Chen The girl Chujian on Wang Po, and even saw Nan Ke.

I know I'm out of battle, I still want to fight and kill you. Such a person is really amazing. In addition to Senior Brother Yu Ren, Chen Changshen feels that his Way of Cultivation career has more learning targets.

So he started studying.

He rolled up his sleeves and pulled out the Dragon Cry dagger in the sheath.

At this moment, Wang Po inserted the handle into the mouth of the sheath, and a click made a crisp sound.The knife and the sheath became a whole, and then he slowly grasped the handle with both hands and looked straight. Zhu Luo ahead.

Chen Changshen thought that it was extremely ingenious. He inserted the hilt into the scabbard, so the dagger turned into a long sword with a long hilt. Hold the hilt with both hands and stare at Zhu Luo on the other side of the street.

That's it. They are standing in the rain over a distance of more than ten feet.

Su Li Sitting on the horse's back, the rain washed his face, a little pale, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Zhu Luo came over, the rain did not get bigger, but the wind became more humid and cold, and the light was extremely dim. Someone looked up to the sky, and saw that the cloud in the sky was much darker.

Drinking Alone by Moonlight is not a blind date, his way is inexorable and innocent.

As his steps lifted and fell, the leaves in the rain suddenly shook, and with the drops of water being blown away by the cold wind, dancing with these wet leaves, they had a feeling of dejected, shrouded Up the long street.

Several hums and screams were heard in the crowd. The wet leaves that were vigorously blown seemed to be scorched and cut several Cultivators. People were only sobered up. I want to understand what the next battle is. How terrible, they avoided the streets and lanes further away, but it was only momentarily that the long street became quieter and empty

The word vacant is not exact, because there is still heavy rain.

In the torrential rain, this Continent truly irresistible wind and rain is slowly walking.

Wang Po is holding the knife, Chen Changshen is holding the horse, Su Li is sitting on the horse, facing the wind and rain.

The one at the front is Wang Po.

With a soft noise, the iron knife rises in front of the rain and runs side by side.

Wang Po didn't make a shot because he was a junior and Zhu Luo was a senior.

Zhu Luo naturally will not take advantage of him. Raise your hand and tap in the heavy rain curtain, it is equivalent to a shot.

A thunderous thunder, sounded in front of Wang Po, the wind was violent, raindrops poured down, as if there was a waterfall in that place.

The wet leaves are still dancing in the rain.

Zhu Luo came slowly, and the **** owl was also dancing in the rain.

Wang Po's face paled for a few minutes.

His Blade Domain is being crushed by unimaginable forces. In the air in front of him, rain silk flew in chaos, hundreds of traces appeared constantly, and then disappeared. The Aura of those traces Correct Zhu Luo collided with his Blade Domain.

Zhu Luo didn't deliberately promote Aura, but just walked slowly like this, he would be like a guest of honor.

The gap between him and Zhu Luo is too obvious.

The imposing Sword Intent of Zhu Luo has not been released to the full, leaving the long street empty. Even the silent walls on both sides of the street have been cut by numerous wet leaves in the wind and rain.

Wang Po The hand holding the handle trembled slightly, and the knuckles were slightly white.

The rainstorm wets his whole body, and countless rainwater drips, I don't know how much sweat is inside.

As soon as I met each other, I knew that Jinfeng could not blow Yulu. He could not be Zhu Luo's opponent, but he still did not mean to turn around and leave. He did not retreat in one step.

No matter how violent the wind and rain are, the embankment is still intact, and the mountain is still in front of it, unparalleled.

looks at's increasingly cold knife washed by rain felt the unyielding and beyond-imagination power coming from the knife. Zhu Luo raised her eyebrows slightly and felt a little surprised, and Xue He farther away was shocked and speechless.

Wang Po's knife is stronger than everyone thinks.

His sword can withstand the power of Saint Domain.

How did he do it?

Xue He uses a knife. At that moment, the thin man on looks at Yu Street, he finally fully understood what Su Li said to himself.

—— Wang Po uses only one knife.

Using only one knife, only one kind of Way of the Blade, so it is pure enough and strong enough

Before Wang Po, the most famous Blade Technique of Continent was Zhou Dufu. Zhou Dufu also only repairs one type of Way of the Blade. Wang Po cannot learn the knife of Zhou Dufu, so he went his own way.

He went a straight path.

Wang Po's Way of the Blade is straight. This is straight, straight. He walks straight and writes straight strokes when he keeps accounts. The numbers are definitely not wrong.

He always sees things, does things, and always depends on his own likes and dislikes. He seems to have straight bowels. Therefore, even if his people are shabby, his sword must be chilling out of the sheath, straight like a cliff in the mountains.

No matter how violent wind and rain, how can you destroy a cliff in such a short time?

Zhu Luo already takes a shot.

Next, it's Wang Po's turn.

Of course he shot (to) unsheathe the blade.

He's a shot.

He took the scabbard and turned it into a long handle, and cut it towards Zhu Luo across the storm.

Undoubtedly, this is definitely the strongest sword of Wang Po in this life, because Zhu Luo is definitely the strongest opponent he has encountered in this life. If it is not for Su Li's sake, it stands to reason that in the holy realm Before the threshold, he had no reason to fight with Zhu Luo, and based on the overall interests of human beings, Zhu Luo would not shoot at him.

In other words, this battle happened decades or even hundreds of years in advance.

The blades a big magnificence burst and Cutting Edge pierced all the rain curtains and came to the front of Zhu Luo.

Zhu Luo still does not mean to use a sword, he shot again.

This time, he showed two fingers.

Wang Po's knife stopped in the torrential rain and could no longer go down.

Ten feet apart, Zhu Luo's **** turned into wind and rain, pinching Wang Po's strongest knife in his life. Just like the previous Liang Wangsun clamped the Chen Changshen sword with two fingers. How far is the power gap between Chen Changshen and Liang Wangsun, how far is the power gap between Wang Po and Zhu Luo, or even farther

The world is far from Saint.

Wind and rain and the iron knife meet on the long street, stalemate, and the wet leaves are still dancing.

Several cracks appeared on Wang Po's shirt in Lili.

His Blade Domain is not perfect after all, especially after (to) unsheathe the blade.

The strongest Continent like Zhu Luo, his eye is Intelligent Sword.

A piece of fallen leaves is in harmony with heaven and earth, avoiding the blade of Wang Po and floating on the iron knife. It is unimaginable for the number of True Essence. With this leaf falling at the same time, a large mountain fell on top of the iron knife.

Wang Po has a white complexion and blood on his lips.

His Blade Domain is broken.

What to do?

He suddenly took a step forward.

Then he lowered his waist, bent his knees, and turned his wrists.

He ... closes the sword.

Iron knife came back through the rain, and only heard a soft sound.

The fallen leaf instantly turned into broken strands.

The applause of Su Li sounded in the storm.

"Good knife"

(It is really difficult to present the picture in text. I have always paid great attention to this aspect. I personally think that it has been done well, but the real picture is out, and there must be no aesthetic sense. The film and television conversion of Tiantianji has recently started slowly. Now, this is definitely a very long process. The concept leader film made in advance feels pretty good. I will send it to WeChat later and let everyone see it. See you tomorrow.)