When it comes to fighting, Jiang Wang will never hesitate.

 Almost at the same time that Zhang Yong took steps, he had already drawn his sword close to him.

Sauvignon Blanc shone with a cold light and drew a straight line across the front of Zhang Yong.

　　　A famous person will not change his style even if he falls into poverty.

 Ten years of poverty, one revenge!

This is Jiang Wang's sword that has become even more powerful after integrating Chao Yu's ten-year-old hidden sword style.

 When the sword is raised, the cold light still turns, but when a person approaches, the cold light has disappeared.

 And that horizontal line...has already fallen in front of Zhang Yong.

 The thin line is the difference between life and death.

 But at this moment, Zhang Yong’s eyes suddenly widened!

Those eyes were as dark as the middle of the night.

 He looked at the horizontal line with eyes that concealed all emotions, looking at the horizontal line.

 The night passed quickly in my eyes.

And as the night passed in his eyes, the horizontal line Jiang Wang cut out disappeared.

 It seems to have...melted into the night!

 Jiang Wang, this is no ordinary sword!

Even if it is not as good as Chao Yu's peak ten-year sword kill, the killing power has increased sharply and is far better than the previous sword.

If this sword faced Lei Zhanqian, Lei Zhanqian could only fight with Lei Xi, and it would not be easy.

Jiang Wang had been holding the sword for a long time, and facing Zhang Yong, who had not been in contact with him for a while, and did not know the depth of it, he directly struck out with a sword that he had just mastered. Although it was not a sure thing, he still had a certain degree of confidence.

 But it was "melted" so easily.

Zhang Yong's eye skills are completely different from his performance in the battle at Yunwu Mountain.

 But Jiang Wang, of course, would not be afraid.

His first sword failed to achieve any success, and he didn't even tremble at all. He simply stepped forward and crushed the blue clouds in this small space.

 In a leisurely manner, turn to the side of Zhang Yong.

He leaned his body half forward, and his eyes became sharp in an instant. The relaxed feeling faded away, and turned into an extremely oppressive posture, with the tip of the sword directly touching the waist of the person.

 This sword is for an old general who is old and has to fight to the death alone.

Zhang Yong also turned his eyes and looked at Jiang Wang this time.

Jiang Wang had obviously tried his best to avoid looking into his eyes, but Zhang Yong still caught his gaze easily.

Yes.

This feeling……

 It was as if his own gaze had become a substance, controlled by Zhang Yong's eyes, and the two gazes of the two people were connected together.

It’s almost like Wang Ao’s performance of breaking the Blood King’s gaze with one punch!

Of course, this does not mean that Zhang Yong can have the strength of Wang Ao. After all, Jiang Wang is far from comparable to the Blood King. But the eye skills are better at controlling the eyes, and his eye skills have indeed reached an unfathomable level.

realm.

In front of Jiang Wang's eyes, a dark night appeared.

It was a boundless, deep night. The fear of the distance was spreading infinitely.

The sword is still in the hand, and the power of the sword is still concentrated, but the opponent is nowhere to be found!

This is not Bob Zhao's lightless supernatural power, it is not that the light is annihilated and falls into darkness. It is a "dark night" that directly affects the spiritual level.

 Having eyes makes you ignorant.

And Jiang Wang stepped forward, rather walking into the dark night!

 Sravaka Immortal State, open!

Your sight goes into the dark night, and the mind affected by your eyes is also in the dark night.

 But hearing is in reality!

Thousands of voices come to the court, and I can hear them all!

 In the world of darkness, there are only two heartbeats, and the sound is so clear.

　　The breathing of the two of them is gentle, but flows into the ears.

Jiang Wang’s expression did not change, he directly drew his long sword horizontally, and another famous sword fell down.

 Without hiding the sword and preparing for it, the essence of this sword is certainly not as good as before.

But facing Zhang Yong, who might be involved in the assassination of Qi Jun, Jiang Wang had no intention of holding back.

Zhong Xuansheng’s reminder still rang in his ears, and he suspected that the other party was waiting here on purpose to greet him today.

 The solemnity and tranquility in this Protector's Palace, after all, in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, will make people relax their vigilance.

 But at the same time, it is not an imperial temple, and no powerful people will pay attention to it.

 If you think about it...it's actually a very suitable place.

He ruined Cui Zhu's affairs, leaving Cui Zhu with no choice but to assassinate him. The forces behind Cui Zhu would inevitably be resentful of him. So it is not impossible to find an opportunity to assassinate him.

 So this time, Sauvignon Blanc’s sword is wrapped with a wisp of frost!

 The sword can touch the thin line of life and death, but if the wind blows away a thousand years of life,

Jiang Wang’s sword was already a fatal blow, but it didn’t stop there.

 In the second inner palace, there were also flashes of black and white light.

Since there are only two people facing each other, you can see that my life and death have gone astray!

Judging from all the sravaka information such as blood flow, muscle collision, and Dao Yuan rushing, Zhang Yong has a total of seven choices at this time.

 If he goes astray, make a decision for him to turn left!

Jiang Wang's sword style remained unchanged, still oppressing the opponent with the help of a celebrity. However, he left the sword and quietly formed a killing nail, which went straight to the right to kill!

 It should be over...

In a battle of this level, one wrong move could mean the difference between life and death.

 Judging from the sounds received in the sravaka state...

 The opponent is moving forward!

 The misguided approach has failed!?

Jiang Wang had this terrifying thought in his heart.

 This is something that is enough to make many monks lose their minds on the spot. The misguided approach they regarded as relying on failed to achieve results when it should have made meritorious deeds!

 But this did not affect Jiang Wang's battle.

 He believes in the wrong path, but he believes in himself even more.

 He almost instinctively pulled back the sword light, with a youthful and frivolous manner, and stabbed straight from the front!

This is the most arrogant and arrogant sword style among all the humane sword styles.

 At this moment, Jiang Wang’s courage is most demonstrated!

　No one should be frivolous and waste his youth!

 Poof!

 The sound of a sword penetrating into flesh.

 What surprised Jiang Wang more than any other result was...

Zhang Yong, who has shown great combat power today, has terrifying eye skills, and is even immune to the influence of misguided paths.

His sword was pierced directly into the heart!

 In the sound of Zhang Yong's hard breathing, the night dispersed.

 Jiang Wang looked towards him.

 Looking at Zhang Yong's face that instantly turned pale.

Jiang Wang had a clear understanding in his heart

 Zhang Yong had already made the decision to die here today.

 It was not that he knew Jiang Wang’s magical powers in advance, nor could he ignore the influence of his misguided approach.

 At that moment, his body did have choices. As a strong man, he had many choices that were instinctively preset in battle.

 But in his heart, there was only one choice.
To be continued...