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Chapter 32: Life is failing(2/2)

Could it be that Pang Min, the true sage of Zongheng, still wielded this weapon and hurt Chao Chao?

Could it be that Pang Min is not only in the realm of true saint?

In addition to the founder of Confucianism and the founder of Confucianism, Pang Min, who created the political strategist, also reached that supreme state?

Jiang Wang's thoughts just passed by in a flash, because the past is all dust!

To this day, the record he set in the Meteor Immortal Forest as the most powerful person in the ancient and modern caves has still not been broken.

That is to say——

At its peak, this sword has no opponent.

Even though Wu Xun has reached consummation and can take that step at any time, there is no exception.

So at the moment when the tide was turning against him and he was about to be overthrown, Wu Xun used his force to activate the blood of the ancient strong man on the bronze Changge, and brought the terrifying aura that existed in the long river of time into the present world.

People can see at this time——

In the center of the school grounds, Jiang Wang and Wu Xun were almost close to each other, less than one step apart.

The sword of Sauvignon Blanc moves forward on the long bronze pole of Gui Suishou. The embossed carvings, the glorious past, and the marks left by countless soldiers can't stop the sword.

Only the few spots of rust reflect the colorfulness of history, and the patina is filled with a psychedelic yellow.

Jiang Wang's sword is still advancing.

The long river of time that intersects with the long river of destiny in the void, but at this time, it bifurcates and rewinds.

Tick!

It changed from an illusory long river to a real drop of water, which just fell on the rust of the bronze Changge, extinguishing all the surging beauty in an instant!

This sword reverses the passage of time, letting the past belong to the past and stay in the past.

The blood of the ancient strong man, after being washed away by a long time, is just a drop of blood!

Now it is the confrontation between Sauvignon Blanc and Gui Suishou again. It is the duel between Jiang Wang and Wu Xun again. The "past" about Gui Suishou has been cut off.

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Now Jianfeng is still moving forward.

One of Wu Xun's hands had left the long bronze pole and grasped the short sword named Daye at his waist.

There is only a long river called fate left in the void.

And Jiang Wang seemed to have just straightened up from the river of fate, wet with the water of the sea of ​​suffering, but he handed out the last sword of today's battle——

Tribulation without space!

Wu Xun lost everything at this moment.

His protruding eyes, like those of an iron cavalry, clashed with the immortal dragon's magic in the sky, cutting the world he saw into millions of pieces, and his sight collapsed in an instant.

Just like the death of a close friend, the strings of a piano are broken.

Even though his fighting turtle was still struggling, it was freed from his hands in an instant.

The big Ye sword kept in the scabbard cannot be pulled out of the scabbard!

He was so powerful, but everything was stripped away and his life was cut off.

"I lost." He said with a smile: "I finally saw that it is the best cave in ancient and modern times."

The ultimate in "martial arts" is not inferior to that of "Tao". He lost this battle because Wu Xun, who was in the 26th level of martial arts, lost to Jiang Wang, who was in the Dongzhen realm.

He accepted the result.

But his smile soon broke.

Because Jiang Wang's sword did not stop, Jiang Wang's sword was still moving forward.

The victory has been decided and this battle should be over.

But what he saw in Jiang Wang's eyes was the ultimate indifference, the ultimate ruthlessness!

Jiang Wang really wants to kill me?

This was the first thought that flashed through Wu Xun's mind.

Is the so-called fight a conspiracy? Who is the mastermind behind it? Jingguo? Chuguo?

The second, the third, the fourth... countless thoughts came to me one after another.

But these thoughts were quickly shattered.

Because in those extremely indifferent, extremely empty eyes, he suddenly saw a little light. It was a jumping, red-gold immortal light. Then he heard a crisp sound of "Gaba"——

Jiang Wang's right hand holding the sword was folded directly from the elbow and twisted into a weird convex shape. The Sauvignon Blanc held in his palm naturally deviated from its original trajectory and passed by Wu Xun's heavenly spirit. , cut off the top tassel on his coat.

clang!

The sound of the helmet spear being cut off came later, sending a chill down Wu Xun's spine.

In this bone-chilling coldness, he suddenly had a realization - he had just seen... the real heavenly being. It was the heavenly being Jiang Wang, not the first genius in the world, Jiang Wang.

Then he saw Jiang Wang holding the sword with his folded hand and falling straight back.

This fall caused Wu Xun's heart, which had just recovered a little, to plummet again!

"elder brother!"

"Jiang Wang!"

"Master!"
Chapter completed!
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