Great World of Magic Cube Chapter 1989: Cao Qiudao
The crowd disperse opened, and four figures of two men and two girls were given up.
The four men are tall and tall, but they are divided into two piles. In front of the three, the man in front is tall and majestic, wearing a gray samurai suit, a black hair naturally dressed in disperse, like a knife The face is calm and smooth, only a pair of black and white but black eyes like disperse emit a deep light from time to time flashing a fascinating look. His arms are slightly longer than those of others, and the bones of his palms are wide. At first glance, he knows that there must be a special presence on his body. He holds a long sword with a sheath in his left hand. The calluses of the palm of the palm are clearly visible, obviously a long sword. The result of practicing swords and making swords.
You don’t have to guess, Ito Cheng knows that this man must be Qi Guojian, looking for Qin Ji, the world’s first master, and Cao Qiudao, who is in the hall.
Although the three people behind are also very handsome, a talented person, who only takes a great man who is first-class and attractive outside, but compared with Cao Qiudao, it is like the firefly of Haoyue, It seems very small. After seeing Cao Qiudao, it is very difficult for ordinary people to take them into their eyes.
It goes without saying that these three are Bian Dongshan, Han Jie and Zhong Sun Xuanhua among the four disciples of Cao Qiudao.
As for the two daughters who were surrounded by Bian Dongshan, Han Jie and Zhong Sun Xuanhua in the end, it was Ito Cheng who came to the main rescue target on this trip. Mrs. Zhao Ni and Wu Tingfang were the two.
"Fu Jun." Zhao Ni and Wu Tingfang screamed quickly.
"Cao Qiudao?" Ito Cheng nodded at the two, then looked at Cao Qiudao headed and asked rhetorically.
"Good." Cao Qiudao replied calmly.
"Tang Qi Qi Guo Jian Sheng, don't quietly realize the body sword in Ji Xi Xing Guan. In order to go further, why did he suddenly think of falling into the grass as a robbery. The sale of this robbery wife and concubine? Is it because Cao Jian Sheng's family has little money and can't Is it for your daily enjoyment? But it’s easy to say that as long as Cao Jiansheng tells you the number, the king immediately orders someone to take it for you.” Ito Cheng sneered with a mocking face.
"Farting!" Han Cao, who was more dispositional among Cao Qiudao's four apprentices, shouted angrily.
"Slap"
It was only his voice that fell, and a crisp slap of applause echoed in the academy, and then a clear five-finger palm print quickly emerged from Han Jie's face.
"Come on. The king is talking to your master, you don't have to intervene." It seems to have done a trivial Ito Cheng. Han's eyes flicked indifferently, Han Han, whose eyes were fanned to the side, said softly.
The latter looked at Ito Cheng in disbelief.
Among the four apprentices of Cao Qiudao, in terms of strength, Han Han has surpassed the master brother Bian Dongshan, which is the first of the four, even in the current world, in addition to the master Cao Qiudao. The martial arts players ranked in the top five faintly, the strength is very strong, even if they think that the master personally shot, it is impossible for him to make a trick without any response.
But now, in the strange territory of Zhao State, under the eyes of everyone. I was really slapped by the unspoken, silent Wang Zhao, who didn't know how others shot his hands, which was completely beyond imagination for Han Ji It can even be said that it was even more shocking than Cao Qiudao, his master of respect for heaven, to do such a thing to him.
Just how did he think about it. Cao Qiudao beside him was even more shocked than he was, so that the face that had always been calm and unwavering appeared irresistibly, and a look of amazement and unbelief appeared.
Just like Han Jie has enough confidence in his own strength. Cao Qiudao, who has recognized himself as an invincible player in the world, is even more so, but even if he feels lonely like snow in the world, he has not found any traces when Ito Cheng shot, how can this not make Cao Qiudao shocked and surprised?
However, beyond this shock and surprise, an indescribable excitement has risen from the heart of Cao Qiudao, who is almost like a waveless ancient well.
"I want to fight him, I must fight him, maybe through this battle, I can grasp the higher level that I have never touched before." Cao Qiudao was emotionally excited. Growled uncontrollably.
Thinking of this, Cao Qiudao's gaze turned to Ito Cheng.
If it was said that Cao Qiudao had shot before for the sake of Qi State and King Qi for so many years of honor, then now it is entirely for himself, for his own pursuit of kendo and the deeper trace of the vagueness. In the realm of swordsmanship, the motivation has fundamentally changed. Naturally, the treatment and the mentality of King Zhao have also undergone subjective changes, becoming more active and active.
I have to say that from this point of view alone, Cao Qiudao is still a pure kendo suitor.
In an instant, a powerful mountain-like momentum erupted from Cao Qiudao's body, and he oppressed the Ito Cheng like a tide.
Although the main body is aimed at the Ito Cheng, expanding the disperse to go out still let the disciples and teachers and students of the two gangs look pale and involuntarily withdrew a large distance backwards, leaving a lot of space for Cao Qiudao and Ito Cheng .
Feeling the imposing Ito Cheng smiled slightly, Yun Dan breezed and took Cao Qiudao’s imposing oppression, and then stretched out his hand, using his skill to bring the nearby Zhao Pan who was about to be impressed by the imposing oppression Threw it to the crowd.
"Paner." Zhao Ni exclaimed.
"Bang." Zhao Pan fell to the ground.
"Er~, I'm okay, mother." Zhao Pan shook his head and climbed up from the ground, then looked at Cao Qiudao and Ito Cheng in the field with both eyes.
He never thought that someone could make people feel so uncomfortable just by their momentum, as if they were dying. This is completely myth for him, but it also made Zhao Pan feel strange and novel to this heart. World is full of interest.
"Is this the real sword book?" Zhao Pan asked secretly.
At this time, in the field.
Seeing that Ito Cheng has not been affected by his own momentum, Cao Qiudao was not surprised. If he can achieve that even a master who can’t detect his shot can’t even withstand the pressure of his momentum, that’s a real joke. Then Cao Qiudao gently tapped the hilt with his right hand and slowly pulled the long sword out of the sheath.
"戕~"
A dazzling white mango blazed from Cao Qiudao's hand.
That's the light of metal!
Obviously, as the master of the monarch of the State of Qi, Jian Sheng, Cao Qiudao is qualified to use the iron that is scarce for the time to build sharp weapons and use him.
Then, the more majestic and sharper momentum again oppressed Ito Cheng.
The air tremors, making the two people's figures suddenly blur a lot from outsiders, suspected to be dazzling.
"You don't get the sword?" Cao Qiudao asked quietly after seeing that Ito Cheng still had no action.
"The sword is in my heart." Ito Cheng smiled.
And Cao Qiudao seemed to have heard a warning sentence, his eyes suddenly lighted up, shining like the sun's sharp light. Obviously, through this sentence, he realized something again.
And as an embodiment, Cao Qiudao should have climbed to the top again, and the momentum has climbed up a little bit.
"I just don't know if the benefits of the imaginary sword in your heart are comparable to the actual use of the imaginary sword in my hand." Chang Jian pumped lightly, and Cao Qiudao, who was about to draw the sword completely, said again.
"Cao Jiansheng deserves to be a sword saint, just a word, he will understand." Ito Cheng chuckled lightly. Then the words changed, and he continued, "But it's a pity that you still have nothing to do with it."
If someone else said so, Cao Qiudao would at most treat it as a sword word, and in order to disturb his sword heart, he would not bother. But Ito Cheng is different. Firstly, the realm he showed is high enough, so deep that he can’t understand it. Secondly, he just realized something mysterious and mysterious with the help of the other party’s words. This kind of trust, therefore, as soon as this statement came out, Cao Qiudao's brow jumped uncontrollably, and even with it, there was a slight stagnation in the whole impeccable momentum.
Don’t look at this slight lag, but for martial art masters, it is enough to divide birth and death.
In an instant, I saw the figure of Ito Cheng standing in place, and suddenly disappeared from the place of disappeared. Cao Qiudao's eyes narrowed, and the long sword was completely pulled out with a "sag", bringing out a dazzling brilliance towards the void in front of him.
The figure of Ito Cheng appeared slightly there, and then split apart from the sword light, and then turned into an entity behind Cao Qiudao.
"Hoo!"
At the next moment, the air exploded, forming large and small groups of turbulent cyclones, spreading around disperse, and blowing the dust all over the sky.
"Is this the heart sword?" Cao Qiudao asked quietly, with the tip of the sword hanging down and pointing diagonally to the ground, still holding his back to the Ito Cheng.
"The heart, the intention, the intention moves, and the sword comes out, the surprise is not true or true. Thinking changes, the intention turns, the potential and the sword assimilate, false is not false." Ito Cheng as stated A certain center replied paradoxically.
"It turns out that this is the heart sword." Cao Qiudao said suddenly. A pair of Zhaowen said, Xi Ke die.
Come on, Cao Qiudao looked suddenly, and fell to the sky suddenly.
"Plop!"
"Poof~IndoMTL.com~ Then a stream of blood, like a fountain, splashed from Cao Qiudao's chest and atrium, dyeing the surrounding ground with a scarlet color.
"Ah!" When I first saw the dead, many of the female disciples in the college subconsciously exclaimed and hid their heads behind the acquaintances.
"Master!" Then, after returning to the **** Bian Dongshan, Han Jie and Zhong Sun Xuanhua also shouted sadly.
"I killed you!" Immediately after that, Han Ji turned his head and glared at Ito Cheng.
Speaking, he reached for the metal sword in Cao Qiudao's hand and rushed towards Ito Cheng like a wind. In this regard, Ito Cheng did not keep his hand for Cao Qiudao, he simply stretched out a clip, the rich sword gripped the thorny sword with one finger, his right palm stretched forward, and a reminder of palm pressure On Han Jie's chest.
"Poof!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile users, please read.)