Chapter 142: The Sword Burial of Martial Master, Travel Notes for Eternal

An arrow that was mostly buried in the stone.

Wang Ce felt his scalp numb at first sight and could not survive. His opponent was too shameless. He actually sent troops to ambush him, and even Wu Zun!

I am just a small realm of Killing Gang!

"Let me!" The commander shouted again!

Countless arrows were densely packed from both sides of the valley, making a low whine and dived down.

Wang Ce glanced at the soldiers on both ends of the valley, smiled bitterly and thought that this time he had learned what an ambush is.

A clanging sound broke through the tranquility of the mountains and forests.

In an instant, the light like lightning shone endlessly. Wang Ce was as erratic as a ghost. He swung a human-level sword and scattered a halo, twisting countless attacking arrows into pieces.

The commander standing on the top of the cliff showed a sneer, as if he was saying, how much true energy can support such a huge consumption in a small breath release realm: "Step continuously!"

The soldiers on the cliff raised their bows and arrows silently. In a blink of an eye, three consecutive waves of arrow rain made locust sounds, and all of them flew down.

"This is fate!" Wang Ce sighed with a cold expression, and he flashed and retreated to the side. There was only one arrow that could shoot him. The sword light exerted force and squeezed countless flying chips.

"If this continues, it will be a dead end. You must try to attract those masters first!" Wang Ce climbed the stone wall and climbed up quickly like a monkey!

For a moment, it was filled with the sound of jingling.

Wang Ce's climbing speed was very fast, but the soldiers' speed of shooting arrows was not slow at all. After a while, Wang Ce was about to come to the side of the valley, and suddenly the commander ordered the stop of shooting arrows and sneered and signaled the five groups of masters to prepare!

At this moment, Wang Ce suddenly disappeared in front of everyone.

The soldiers were in a little turmoil at this time, and the commander's breath shook, and a strong wind was released and swept like a strong wind: "He is there! Be careful!"

Among the group of masters preparing to fight, Wang Ce suddenly appeared behind him like a ghost, and stabbed out with a light sword! The qi was naturally released to resist the sword, but Wang Ce had tried similar assassinations many times.

He almost grasped the moment of "breathing" the qi, penetrated the qi, and penetrated the qi from the back of the master's head!

A light gliding, a sword light like light flashed horizontally. A wave of light in Wang Ce's eyes moved: "The combination of war spirits, travel notes for the ages!"

In an instant, Xu Xiake appeared silently. As the combination was combined, the fighting spirit skills were added to the sword skills, and it seemed to turn the sword light into a hard and sharp like a carved knife. It was actually revealed as sharp as a sword energy, and in a blink of an eye, the terrifying sword energy swept across the waist!

The remaining two Gangqi masters in this group were cut silently on the spot!

Wang Ce smiled and said, "These two guys are unlucky." Xu Xiake's three spiritual skills are attacking, and this move is extremely powerful. It can strengthen his sword light into sword energy!"

The commander of the Wu Zun frowned, his eyes full of dissatisfaction and shock: "The information is wrong. Wang Ce is not the Shixi realm, but the Jiegang realm!"

However, this kid seems to be only sixteen or seventeen years old! The 16 or seventeen-year-old Jie Gang? Qiangru, the martial master, couldn't help but be moved, and said in a cold voice: "Go!"

The soldiers seemed to be very proficient in such combat, retreated quietly and formed an outer encirclement.

Inside, there were four groups of masters left, even the commander and others.

"If you want to kill me, the ordinary Gangqi realm is not qualified." Wang Ce shook his body and suddenly disappeared like the wind, and it was a shadow.

Seeing Wang Ce jumping in the air, he was about to escape. The martial master ordered coldly: "Intercept! Even if he can't kill him tonight, he must not let him go."

A group of masked masters looked at each other, and the three of them immediately formed a war spirit, chasing them at high speed like a ray of light.

In the blink of an eye, just as the three men were about to put on their swords, Wang Ce suddenly felt a strange smile... laughed: "Goodbye, old rabbits!"

The soft five fingers pressed against the waist, and in an instant, a sword light burst out again, and instantly with the strengthening of the fighting spirit skills, it faded into a terrifying invisible sword energy: "I think what kind of fighting spirit skills you can use now to fight me!"

Slashing the sky, sword slashing!

It was really such a simple thing. Three people broke with one sword, sprinkling countless disgusting things.

When Wang Ce was about to fall, a sharp sound almost broke through the sky. Wang Ce was shocked. Even though he tried to dodge, he was still nailed to his shoulder by the arrow that torn the sky!

A bunch of blood bloomed, and Wang Ce squirted a big mouthful of blood. He couldn't help but be hung over ten meters by this terrifying arrow. He was so strong that he nailed the stone wall together, and smiled bitterly: "I underestimate it, it's so unlucky, the power of habit is so terrible!"

In the past, I dared to attack Wu Zun and Wu Zong in the face because they were limited by rules and did not use force. This is like the army. If there is no rule constraint, the force of the army would be terrible.

The martial master glanced coldly at the three groups of masters: "A useless waste, you can't even kill a Jiegang Realm!"

The commander stomped his feet and appeared in front of Wang Ce like lightning. He raised his hand and thunder exploded. It almost made Wang Ce feel uncomfortable just by shaking his breath.

This fierce palm, even if it was slapped hard, was probably dead if it was wiped a little.

At this time, Wang Ce's bloody face once again showed a happy smile: "I will never die!"

With a loud bang, the stone wall collapsed, and a big hole appeared. Wang Ce was actually slapped into the mountain with a palm!

However, the martial master did not have a trace of joy, but was confused. With a bang, Wang Ce's heart swept out like a hurricane, accompanied by a comfortable roar: "Ha, do you think you can really kill me? I'm waiting for you to take action!"

The martial master finally found something wrong and was shocked: "Heart!"

It was like a thunderbolt hitting the heads of countless people, buzzing for a while, leaving only a shock in my heart!

A young man who is only sixteen or seventeen years old is not only a scholar of the Gang Realm, but also a bachelor of the Heart and Faces! This is really too horrifying. If it is spread, most people will not believe it.

Any achievement is revealed, and he is already a genius. Wang Ce actually has two things!

Not to mention the other side, based on this point, any country Wang Ce will definitely be the most worthy of resources to carefully cultivate in any country.

To put it too much, this type of person is mainly placed in sects, and is definitely a treasure-like person, for fear that he will be blown by the wind or for fear that he will be exposed to the sun.

When Wang Ce was lost, his body technique was strangely hanging several people. With the unparalleled fast sword and the strange dripping sword, he pierced the throats of several masked masters in succession: "I have a heart, I see how you fight me, ha!"

The defense of the heart is much more reliable than the Gangqi. The more you have no attack power, the stronger the defense power is. The heart is, the nickname is called "the heart that cannot be beaten."

Although Wang Ce's mind is just a master, it is definitely not something that ordinary Zhenwu Ninth Realm can break. This is almost an turtle shell that cannot be penetrated and cannot cause any damage to Wang Ce.

"Even if you have a heart, you can't escape death today!" The Wu Zun woke up in a scream and rushed over with a sharp cry! "Don't forget, you are the appearance of a master. I am the martial master's cultivation. So what if you break your heart!"

Wang Ce was like a super tank facing infantry, pushing it step by step, and wiped out a masked master with one sword.

Suddenly looking back, there was a bright smile like stars: "You are waiting for!"

"Old Master Xu, let's do another travel notes for the ages!" Xu Xiake reunited again!

In an instant, the martial master suddenly discovered that the world seemed to have moved a lot, and he seemed to be flying in the desert. But the desert seemed to be alive, and countless grains of sand were flying from all directions calmly!

Boom! A surging sword energy soared into the sky with a surging momentum that opened mountains and seas!

Wang Ce was in a daze for a moment, sensing the feeling that the half-stage sword technique gave him, and even a moment of inspiration. He finally realized that the feeling described by the half-indulous soul was that trace of inspiration!

For a moment, Wang Ce suddenly felt strange, as if he really understood the sand without missing a trace, as if his martial arts level had reached a higher level, but it seemed that nothing had changed.

Wang Ce laughed wildly: "Let's see if you break my heart, or should I break your protective energy first!"

The world does not leak, the stars does not leak, and the glimmer of light does not leak!

True energy does not leak. Sword energy does not leak. This is a peerless half-stage, "sand that does not leak"!

"Ah!" Wu Zun let out a painful roar of despair on the verge of death, and golden light beams burst out from his body, as if he was in hell!

Wu Zun was covered in tiny sword energy holes, his body was soft and weak, and his throat made several strange sounds full of blood bubbles, and he said with difficulty: "What kind of sword technique is this!"

By "not bowing for five dou of rice" to restore true energy, Wang Ce scratched his head shyly and said mischievously: "I won't tell you!"

A string of blood bubbles flowed out of Wu Zun's mouth, and blood was leached from his facial features. The anger of being teased made him close his eyes and fall down.

These thousand soldiers and the remaining two groups of masked masters suddenly fell into an inexplicable fear, not knowing whether to continue or escape.

It seems that it is difficult for them to make a decision, so I will help you!

Wang Ce suddenly grinned and smiled full of sunshine: "Since you are here, don't leave."

With a wave of his hand, Li Chengliang and the Liaodong Iron Cavalry appeared silently in front of everyone. Wang Ce said calmly: "Today, it's time for the Zhan Ling Army to show its skills!"

"Li Chengliang, lead your cavalry to surround the place. No one is allowed to leave!"

Li Chengliang, wrapped in armor, showed a hideous expression: "Yes, lord!"

This is the first time that the Zhan Ling Army has made a public appearance in the human world!

However, the existence of the War Spirit Army will surely be a secret that belongs only to Wang Ce in some days in the future.

Li Chengliang howled and led the Liaodong Iron Cavalry to rush forward to fight in a brave manner that swept across thousands of troops!

"This is, this is..."

The two groups of masked masters, thousands of soldiers trembled and shouted in fear: "This is a war spirit, it turns out to be an army composed of war spirits!"

"He wants to kill all of us, go quickly!"

Crazy people fled in the face of huge secrets and fears!
Chapter completed!