Shamanism kills the god

Wangjiang Tower is almost the tallest building in Jiangling City. .|

The whole shape is like a towering pagoda.One floor is higher and one floor is smaller than the next floor, and the top is pointed, forming a small pavilion.Facing the river in the east, standing on a tall building, you can overlook the torrential river rolling eastward.To the west, it is far away from the majestic school palace on Xiangshan Mountain, overlooking the whole city.

Standing on the gazebo at the top of Wangjiang Tower, a sense of pride arises spontaneously.Long white clouds drifted slowly overhead, and to the people on the ground, they seemed within reach.Looking up, the sky and the earth in the distance are the same color, and the green land has been extending into the distance, as if there is no end and no limit.

call……

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the two standing on the top of Wangjiang Tower remained motionless, their school robes rattling.

Jian Wushang holds the sword in his right hand, and the sharp long sword is laid flat on its side, at shoulder level.With his head slightly lowered, he stood motionless on the high roof.There is no domineering coercion, nor fierce murderous aura; on the contrary, his face is calm, and the ancient well is calm.Just now, he was full of fighting spirit, but when the war was about to break out, he calmed down, as if he only had absolute reason left, and his calmness was terrifying.

Elegant and tall figure, super strength, absolute calm...

Jian Wushang, fluttering in white clothes, suddenly reminded Mu Feng of a person, Mu Tie!

The two have the same astonishing strength, the same confidence and calmness.

However, compared with Mu Tie, who practiced the unfeeling swordsmanship and tried to prove the Tao by cutting off the seven emotions and six desires, Jian Wushang was calm and had a little more vigor and determination to forge ahead.This aura, while making people secretly startled, also gave him a little more anger, which made him different from Mu Tie's cold killing machine!

Jian Wushang remained motionless, Mu Feng also stood motionless, the two of them just stood on the high roof silently facing each other.

The enemy does not move, I do not move, stop with stillness!

Mu Feng stood on the edge of the roof, which made everyone's heart skip a beat, motionless, even slightly closed his eyes, and carefully sensed it with his mind. .|

On Gujing Bubo's Jian Wushang, although he couldn't sense any murderous intent, he could feel a strong murderous aura.Under the calm appearance, murderous intent was implied, but it was not triggered.

Murderous intent and murderous intent are two different words, but the meanings are different.Murderous intent means the determination and willingness to kill. With murderous intent, you may not be able to kill; murderous intent represents the ability to kill. Murderous intent is fierce, and you can kill without murderous intent!

In the eyes of ordinary people, the motionless Jian Wushang was calm and silent, as cold as a stone sculpture.However, a ray of mind seeped through, like falling into a world of swords, with sword qi criss-crossing.In the eyes of Mu Feng who closed his eyes slightly, at this moment, Jian Wushang is a sword, a person is a sword, and a sword is a person.This kind of realm is much more powerful than the combination of body and sword!

Great!

After concentrating on sensing for a moment, Mu Feng was secretly startled.

It seems that it is no accident that four long swords can be embroidered on the sleeves, and the sword is not injured. The cultivation level of a student has far surpassed that of ordinary students.

After sensing the unrelenting murderous aura in his body, the ancestral witch's blood in Mu Feng's body beat involuntarily, bursting out waves of scorching hot blood.Slowly, the heat wave rolled, and the air around me was distorted and rippling.From the point of view of Jian Wushang, who lowered his head slightly, he looked like an ancient ferocious beast gradually waking up, with a particularly tyrannical aura faintly emanating from his body.

call……

The cold wind was raging, and the figures and expressions of the two of them did not change at all, and they remained motionless.

Seeing the two of them facing each other on the top of the tall tower, more and more passers-by gathered below, pointing in surprise.

"Standing at such a high place to fight, the two of them are crazy? Don't they have to be afraid of accidentally slipping and falling?"

"Master, master against master, which student is stronger?"

"Yes, a master, definitely a master among the students, I watched the two of them jump directly from the ground with my own eyes!"

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More and more passers-by gathered downstairs at Wangjiang Building, talking about it.

The majestic Wangjiang Tower is too high. Looking up from the ground, under the scorching sun, people can only see two young men in white school robes, and they can barely distinguish them as two students.One was holding a long sword with a dazzling cold light, ready to go; the other was empty-handed, with a black epee on his back.

Downstairs of Wangjiang, there are many shops and heavy traffic. This can be said to be the busiest and most prosperous place in Jiangling City.Especially the Wangjiang Tower, which stands out from the crowd and has a long history, is a place where many literati, poets and dignitaries often come.Soon, the news of the confrontation between the two college students on the top of Wangjiang Building spread, and more and more people came over.Among them, many students came here after hearing the news.

In an elegant seat on the second floor of the Jiangling Inn opposite Wangjiang Tower, there were a few students who were watching intently. The leader was a young man with a cold face, showing neither emotion nor anger.It was none other than Liu Lei who had passed away not long ago.

Observing from the outside, apart from the coldness, there is almost no abnormality.Li Yang and other followers followed behind him, respectful.No one noticed that under Liu Lei's familiar appearance, there is already a completely different and strange soul!

"Come down, come down, hey, you two come down quickly!"

When the war was about to break out, a waiter in the shop arrived late, out of breath.With handsome features and a clever personality, he was the waiter in the shop who was almost beaten to death by Liu Lei last time.

Mu Feng and Jian Wushang jumped up together, and when they reached the highest floor, he already knew it, and immediately put down the work in his hand to catch up.

Unexpectedly, after he climbed up exhaustedly, the two jumped again, jumped directly from the highest floor to the roof, and stood on the edge of the roof.One lowered his head, and the other closed his eyes, with half of his heel hanging in the air, as if he would fall if the cold wind blows gently.The two of them didn't think so, but they scared the panting waiter enough.

Wangjianglou, a time-honored brand, is doing business with literati, poets and dignitaries, and pays attention to Fengshui and omens.Suddenly, two people jumped up directly from the ground, which already alarmed many guests. If Mu Feng and Jian Wushang fell from the top of the tower and died, how would they open the door for business?

"Come down, two college students, come down quickly! Uh, it's you..."

The waiter wiped the sweat off his face, shouted loudly, and looked anxiously at the high gazebo that could not be climbed.Shouting and screaming, he turned half a circle unintentionally, and after seeing Mu Feng's face clearly, the sound stopped abruptly.Originally, he was sweating profusely from the heat, but in an instant, the hairs all over his body popped up, and he closed his mouth obediently.

For Mu Feng, a mysterious guest, he still remembers it so vividly that he will never forget it even after he dies.Grateful and respectful, with deep fear.

Last time, if Mu Feng hadn't rescued him, he would have suffered a lot, and he would have lost his skin if he didn't die under the anger of that dude Liu Lei.However, for some reason, compared with Liu Lei, that domineering dude, the cold Mu Feng makes people more frightened.

With a light wave of the epee in his hand, a thin layer of the table was neatly scraped off without leaving a speck of dust.How high a level of cultivation does this have to be to have such a terrifying ability?

Mu Feng's stunning sword strike last time left an indelible memory for Xiaoer Dian.

Who dares to offend a mysterious master who can't even offend Liu Lei, a dandy?

After seeing Mu Feng's face clearly, he didn't dare to fart again, he shrank his neck and quickly hid aside!

call……

On the top of the tall building, the cold wind is bleak, and the wind is getting stronger and colder.A much-anticipated battle is about to begin!