A Seven-Foot Man and a Three-Foot Sword, There's Still One Breath Between Man and Sword!
"All the swordsmen in the world are like musicians? This Wang Xianzhi was actually so arrogant?”
In the Sword Tomb.
Sword God Dugu sneered. It seemed that the world had long forgotten how terrifying he was. That year, he had traveled through several Jianghu with his sword!
How dare Wang Xianzhi look down on all the swordsmen in the world today?
In the Daming Empire, Ximen Chuixue, Feng Qingyang and the others heard Wang Xianzhi's words from Wang Xiaoping. Their expressions were unfriendly.
Wang Xianzhi was…looking down on all the swordsmen in the world!
"If there's a chance, I'd like to go to Wudi City and see what kind of person Wang Xianzhi is!”
"Looking down on all the sword cultivators in the world? No matter how strong Wang Xianzhi was, how could he dare to look down on the heroes of the world?”
" I heard that the top of Wudi City is filled with famous swords. However, it's just a Jianghu in Dali Dynasty. How dare Wang Xianzhi spout such nonsense?”
Countless swordsmen in Jianghu were furious. They hated themselves for not being proficient in martial arts and for not being able to cross the natural barriers between dynasties to challenge Wang Xianzhi in Dali!
At this moment, a huge battle was about to begin on the golden ranking screen.
"Wang Xiaobing, before I enter the Northern Mang, I'm only waiting for three strikes from you!”
Wang Xian's voice was like thunder as he looked at Wang Xiaoping arrogantly.
Wang Xiaoping held an ordinary Taoist mahogany sword and said softly,"There's no need for three swords. One sword is enough!"
Wang Xian stood on the cliff by the river bank. Just by standing there, he gave off an invincible feeling!
"Wang Xianzhi, why are you standing so high up?" Wang Xiaoping looked up and smiled.”
After saying that, Wang Xiaoping raised his sword and patted the hilt with his hand."Rise!"
It was just one word, but it seemed to follow the law. After a moment of silence, there was a rumbling sound!
Beneath Wang Xian's feet, the cliff seemed to have been lifted up by a sword. The cliff split into two and the mountain rocks cracked, creating thousands of waves.
Seeing this scene, countless martial arts experts were inexplicably shocked.
Wang Xiaoping's sword was like a mountain!
This sword was beyond the understanding of many masters. Compared to the cliff, Wang Xiaoping and his sword seemed so small. However, his sword could split the mountain!
At this moment, the scene that happened next made countless martial arts experts even more moved.
Wang Xianzhi burst into laughter." You have such momentum with your sword. Do you want to learn from Li Chungang?" This old man will grant you your wish!"
Wang Xianzhi fell from the cliff. When he landed on the river, he lifted a falling rock that was several meters tall and ran towards Wang Xiaoping on the other side of the river!
The huge rock weighed more than ten thousand pounds. However, under Wang Xianzhi's feet, there were barely noticeable ripples!
Seeing this scene, countless martial artists were moved.
Although Wang Xianzhi's words about swordsmen being like actors were extremely arrogant, Wang Xianzhi also had such unfathomable means!
Great Peace City.
The Emperor of Dali ascended the city tower and looked at the wonderful scene in the distance, then at the people of Dali Dynasty below his feet.
At this moment, the citizens of Great Peace City were terrified. They were like gods to Wang Xian, who had appeared in the heavens. They knelt on the ground and worshipped him!
"The commoners are ignorant, but they also know the terror of martial artists.”The Emperor of Dali muttered to himself. If it wasn't for that female sword immortal who came on a sword, Great Liang would not have survived until today.
Now, another Land Deity had appeared on the Golden Roll. In addition to worry, there was also a hint of fear in the Emperor's eyes!
"Dali belongs to the Zhao Clan. How can we allow you martial artists to violate the rules?”
In the Tide-viewing Pavilion
Old Sword God Li stared at Wang Xiaoping on the screen and said,""He has transformed."
"The sword intent is no longer the same as before. Now that Wang Xiaoping is using his sword again, he is indeed worthy of the thirteenth place on the World Sword Truth Ranking.”
Old Sword God Li couldn't help but sigh. This sword was probably the most brilliant sword of Wang Xiaoping's life, but it was also his last dance!
Just as Wang Xiaoping had said when he was trying to decipher the lot, he would only have a slim chance of survival in this battle against Wang Xianzhi.
Transformation?
Xu Xiaonian looked at Wang Xiaoping on the screen and couldn't help but think.
Although he didn't know what the transformation Old Sword God Li was talking about was, Xu Xiaonian could vaguely feel that Wang Xiaoping's current momentum seemed to have changed a lot compared to before!
In the previous scene, Wang Xiaoping couldn't even kill the Korean cat with three strikes. But now, Wang Xiaoping was fearless in front of Old Monster Wang. He was even confident that he could only use one strike.
Obviously, Wang Xiaoping had made new progress in his swordsmanship!
What realm had he reached now? Deva? Or was it the legendary land god?
Xu Xiaonian continued to look at the golden scroll in the sky with confusion.
……
Mount Longhu in Dali,
In front of the deep pool of the Back Mountain God, the Korean cat carefully stood behind the Zhaohuang Nest. After a long time, he finally said,"
"Ancestor, do you think we should go to Wudang Mountain and get rid of this Wang Xiaoping in advance?”
The Korean cat had never thought that after roaming the martial world for so many years, he would eventually die under the sword of the Prince of Great Liang and Wang Xiaoping.
Unexpectedly, the Zhaohuang's Nest in front of him had no intention of moving. Instead, it said indifferently,"Since this person will definitely die in the future, why do I need to do anything? If he was alive, he might be able to force Wang Xianzhi!”
When the Korean cat heard this, his expression turned ugly.
Zhao Huangchao said that Wang Xiaoping would definitely die because he was facing Wang Xianzhi on the top of Wudi City.
However, what made the Korean cat depressed was that before Wang Xiaoping fell to Wang Xianzhi, he would die under the swords of those two people at some point in the future!
As a servant of the Zhao Family, would the Zhao Family really not care about his life?
……
At this moment, on the screen of the Golden Roll, countless rocks were rolling down from the river. However, Wang Xiaoping was completely oblivious to Wang Xianzhi, who was carrying a huge rock in his hand.
Wang Xian arrived like a bolt of lightning. At this moment, Wang Xiaoping smiled knowingly.
At this moment, he recalled Wudang Sect once again!
He saw Wang Xiaobing change to his normal sword grip, then take a step back and slowly close his eyes!
The waves of the Guangling River hit the shore, but after the middle-aged Daoist took this step, the water of the river gradually retreated!
In the past, the iron chain crossed the river. Now, the iron pillar by the river began to shake violently!
Countless people held their breaths and stared at the scene that appeared on the screen.
"A seven-foot man has a three-foot sword. There is still a breath between man and sword that cannot be retreated!”
Wang Xiaoping's voice was flat, but his tone was firm.
A line of words suddenly appeared on the Golden Roll as Wang Xiaoping's voice fell.
Wudang has a sword!
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