Chapter 7 Qimang Realm, the head of the six small strong ()

While recalling the sand table, he was strolling to his destination. Wang Ce was so free that he was jealous and seemed not worried about winning the card at all.

"The Northern Tang, Western Liang, Dongning, Southern Wei, and Central Qin! Interestingly, these countries have been maintained for more than hundreds of years. How did the emperors of these countries establish and maintain the government?"

Even if Wang Ce was killed, he didn't believe that all emperors from all countries had strong personal force. There must be a reason here, and Wang Ce was looking forward to exploring it.

"Hey, the world is so big, I won't ruin my whole life in the Northern Ya or the Northern Tang."

He was extremely careful along the way, but fortunately, Wang Ce's practical skills were not good, but he definitely performed 10% of his body skills in light work, and he easily walked along the way.

"Well, it's almost time to meet!" Wang Ce looked up at the distance, and suddenly, a severe pain came from his back!

Almost entirely due to the instinctive reaction of the body, Wang Ce jumped forward and felt a burning tear-like pain on his back, which seemed extremely intense.

After all, Wang Ce was not a native who was born to be influenced and grew up, but he didn't know how to avoid continuous exercise. In this way, another severe pain was immediately born in the back of his heart.

After taking two consecutive moves, Wang Ce finally realized that this...is a battle, this...is a battle.

Without thinking, Wang Ce used the best and fastest light body technique he has adapted so far, and several maneuvers and changes, moving up and down the slope!

However, the sharp sword edge behind him was always tracking him: "Hey, hand over the license plate! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Wang Ce was excited and shouted and threw something out: "Okay, I'll take it for you!"

The man behind him was cautious and reached out to grab it. Even so, he was still trapped and only slowed down at this line. Wang Ce finally completed the battle and turned around and pulled out the sword! With a slap, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward!

"You lied to me!" The young man was furious. He looked up and was startled and ran away: "Wang Ce, it's you!"

The three heroes of the Northern Yamen have a certain foundation and are not as good as Zhu Haitang and others. However, among the generation of young people in the Two Yamen, they are indeed inferior to Zhu Haitang and others.

The young man's cultivation is not as good as Wang Ce. He just launched a sneak attack without seeing Wang Ce's front. When he saw it, he was panicked for a moment, and he remembered something again and laughed out loud: "It turned out to be you. I heard that Wang Ce was injured three months ago and forgot many things. It's not that he even forgot about martial arts!"

Most of the guy was fooled.

When Wang Ce rushed over, after fighting, he could only hear a few ping-pong sounds. The boy found that Wang Ce was not as strong as he imagined, his pity gradually faded, and his courage was strong: "Ha, Wang Ce, you have today too!"

Really...ah! Wang Ce felt that he could not be more miserable. The wasteful firewood flowed through time, and he became a wasteful firewood flowed through time.

This distraction caused a blood flower to fly out on my chest. Wang Ce was in pain and learned from the pain, and gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

For a moment, the sword light squeezed the chips of the grass and wood flew away.

In the danger of the sword coming and going, Wang Ce quickly became familiar with and adapted. Otherwise, no matter how people say that they are forced to do so, they don’t recognize Wang Ce’s suffering.

In the initial fight, Wang Ce mostly relied on the instinctive reaction left in his body and was beaten around. After a while, he could take the initiative to use a few moves and swords.

Soon, Wang Ce had a few more injuries on his body, but he also adapted to the strange things like fighting at a rapid speed.

Fortunately, this young man has a low cultivation level and has rules that cannot hurt people's lives. Wang Ce is almost forced to get familiar with each other and learn to fight.

Because the gap between the two sides is not big, this young man is the best sparring target for Wang Ce's first battle trial.

From the beginning, Wang Ce didn't get any new injuries, but after a while, he could barely suppress the boy.

"It is incredible that the leader of the three heroes of the Northern Yamen fell to this place and was bullied by such an ordinary child."

A sudden and crisp voice suddenly sounded. A slender figure turned out from behind the tree, not knowing whether it was a sigh or a ridicule: "Wang Ce, with your original ability, I'm afraid I don't even need ten swords to defeat this child."

The boy's eyes were about to fall out, and he was panicked: "Zhu Haitang!"

Zhu Haitang chuckled sweetly, and took a small step, but he took a wonderful step. A touch of semen burst out from his cuffs, as crisp as a yellow oriole: "Stop it!"

The sword light filled the sky, and Wang Ce felt that the tiger's mouth was cracking sharply. In an instant, he couldn't even hold the sword. With a tingling sound, the sword was knocked over and penetrated into the tree trunk.

This girl is really sharp! Wang Ce covered the tiger's mouth helplessly, and felt that he was forcibly interrupted when he was fighting happily, and he was really unhappy.

"Lottery license plate!" Zhu Haitang stretched out his white little hand.

The young man handed it over and ran away like a flash. The rest of Wang Ce sighed bitterly, looking at the hand that had not retracted: "Just watch this girl appear, I know she will not let my license plate go!"

Zhu Haitang stared at him: "Wang Ce, is the Soul-Leaving Symptom really so terrible? How can you forget what you have learned in your life?"

Wang Ce shrugged freely, jumped up to the trunk of the tree and pulled out the sword, confidently: "As long as you help me, I will help you win the first place."

Zhu Haitang laughed without showing his teeth, and he had the style of a lady from a noble family: "The first name is mine, and no one can take it away!"

This girl is very proud!

Wang Ce blinked and threw out another moving bait: "You should understand the principle of being a good person. After entering the Northern Yaman, I will be your gold medal thug, double flower red stick!"

As he said that, Wang Ce rolled up his sleeves and made a bodybuilder look!

Zhu Haitang couldn't help laughing at the vivid look: "Then, let's go!"

Wang Ce remained motionless and sighed with regret.

Zhu Haitang turned his head and expressed his confusion: "Aren't you going to be my gold medal thug?"

Wang Ce blinked and said, "Obviously, I lied to you!"

Zhu Haitang kept his eyes open and held the hilt of the sword with a slender hand. Wang Ce did not say a word, and looked at the girl's chest with great regret. The ancients did not deceive me, and the big breasts did have sequelae.

Zhu Haitang had a hint of enlightenment, and after a while, he slowly let go of the hilt of the sword: "The three heroes are here!"

Wang Ce was slightly surprised: "Woman, you are actually a little smart. I underestimate you a little."

Before he could finish his sentence, Luke turned out from behind a big tree. Pi carefully jumped down from the tree: "Zhu Haitang, although our cultivation is not as good as you, once we three heroes join forces, it is probably unpredictable to win or lose!"

Zhu Haitang didn't say a word, and pulled out his sword with a smile and slashed it horizontally!

When the tip of the sword was half a foot away from the trunk, the tip of the sword instantly spitted a sword light and knocked down the tree with a rush!

"Sword Light!" Pi Xiaoxin screamed strangely, jumping and jumping away.

Luke's face changed drooled and he swallowed violently: "Zhu Haitang, you have actually reached the Qimang Realm!"

Wang Ce was stunned...Am I the protagonist, or is this girl the protagonist?

The Hua point, the Tongzhi, the Chongdan. And the stronger one is the breath release, the rays of light, and the qi light! The 10-year-old girl is actually in the Qi Mang Realm! This... is too fierce.

Zhu Haitang smiled and raised his sword: "I have not reached the Qimang Realm yet!"

Luke and Pi thought carefully and suddenly realized: "This sword is at the magic level? Even in the realm of breath, it is terrible."

Zhu Haitang smiled and stretched out his magic hand again!

Ruk and Pi looked at each other carefully, took out the license plate with a wry smile, and were about to hand it out, but suddenly stopped it with one hand: "Wait a minute!"

Zhu Haitang looked at Wang Ce again with confusion!

Wang Ce showed a happy smile, which was absolutely confusing: "Haitang, I ask you. Will you kill us? Have you decided to get the first name?"

Zhu Haitang was shocked: "Of course I won't kill you, my first name is mine!"

"Then!" Wang Ce shrugged: "Don't think about our license plate. Please do whatever you want!"
Chapter completed!