book of troubled times

Chapter 522 Yujian and Yushui

In mid-air, the two sword beams clashed in a blink of an eye, and within the flashing sword beams, almost no flickering figures could be seen.

On one side, the sea roared furiously, and the waves crashed on the shore endlessly.

On one side, the purple air was dense and overlapping, and the wild waves seemed to have spread into thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and soon diluted to only a trickle.

Every time Wang Daoning competes with Cui Wenjing, he always feels that he has nowhere to use his strength. The two sides are a bit overwhelmed, so he has always been inferior to Cui Wenjing in the ranking of Book of Chaos.

It's not that softness can overcome strength... Cui Wenjing is not soft either.

He is vast, purple air is full of mountains and rivers, and the atmosphere is myriad.

It has always been difficult for Wang Daoning to understand how a person who is devoted to his family can have such a great ambition, but these two contradictory points seem to be very harmonious when it comes to Cui Wenjing. He is such a contradictory person.

It is also because of this that the sword intent that looks like the true master of the Qinghe sword is still not recognized by the Qinghe sword. In the eyes of the sword spirit, it is specious.

But no matter whether the sword spirit recognizes it or not, it is meaningless. Xia Longyuan took away half of Qinghe's sword real hammer, and the sword spirit's deep sleep is mostly due to force majeure.And his Zhenhai Sword has been fully recovered with the energy supplement of the Hai Clan—maybe Cui Wenjing will feel that Zhenhai Sword may not be Zhenhai Sword now, but Wang Daoning knows it is.

The vast purple air gradually began to have ripples, and it seemed a little overwhelmed.

"With the vast rivers and mountains, the raging sea tide...Wen Jing, have you ever thought that the sea is actually wider than the land? It seems to be restrained, but when the strength is different, you will be completely overwhelmed and submerged."

The Zhenhai sword seemed to be advancing slowly in front of Cui Wenjing at an extremely slow speed, so slow that one could see the inscriptions on the sword, the words were clear.

But in the eyes of Cui Wenjing, there is neither a sword nor Wang Daoning ahead.

It's like standing alone on a crumbling reef, facing a hundred-foot-high wave, which seems to be pushed slowly from a distance, but it is inevitable, overwhelming suffocation.

"Your practice has also improved, not entirely relying on the Zhenhai sword... No wonder you are so confident." Cui Wenjing's eyes were neither sad nor happy: "But Cui is not standing still."

A bit of purple light loomed in the rough waves. It looked very faint at first, but a faint light penetrated the stormy waves and actually penetrated. The huge stormy waves could not dissolve this weak fluorescence.

Wang Daoning's pupils shrank: "You have reached this level..."

"also".

The monstrous waves suddenly turned into a very thin line, like the distant sky, the junction of the sea and the sky.

"Ding!" The tips of the two swords touched each other, and both sides were shocked. Blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, and they flew back.

The two people who were at the bottom of the list actually saw the threshold of Yujing.

Even if the Zhenhai Sword is recovered, Wang Daoning can borrow more power from the Excalibur than Cui Wenjing's Qinghe Sword, and both sides will still suffer!
The top and bottom rankings are correct.

But Wang Daoning was flying back and suddenly grabbed the ball with his left hand.

Cui Wenjing was only slightly injured at first, and was secretly recovering from the disordered inner breath. Suddenly, his whole body tensed up, and the blood seemed to be drained out in the direction it had just spilled. He spat out another mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground like a kite with its string cut off. Blood was sprinkled on it. Long sky.

He couldn't even hold the long sword in his hand, and it fell unsteadily.

Cui Wenjing couldn't even pick up the sword, so he tried his best to suppress the rush of blood, and said in a low voice: "Introducing water in the body... This is not a skill of the Wang family, or even a skill of this world, it really is the Sea Clan... "

"I'm sorry, Wen Jing." Wang Daoning stopped falling, shot forward in the air, and stabbed down with his sword.

Cui Wenjing revealed a slight smile.

The Wang family has a secret skill from the Sea Clan, how could he not guess it?I don’t know how many classical books I have read in these days, and how much secret preparation I have made.If you can't break it, you can't break it, but you won't be beaten so miserably like now, as if you were unprepared, and even lost your sword.

Just when Wang Daoning felt that he could win, the Qinghe sword that seemed to be dangling and falling suddenly flew back up without a sound, and went straight to Wang Daoning's back!
This was not done by Qinghe Sword Spirit...this was Cui Wenjing wielding the sword!
"Bang!" Wang Daoning penetrated with his sword, and Cui Wenjing closed his palms, letting the sword energy pass through his body, and tightly clamped the Zhenhai Sword.

Wang Daoning had a warning sign in his heart. He knew that there was something sneaking behind him, but he was reluctant to abandon the ancestral sword for a while.After hesitating for a moment, he lost the chance to throw away the sword to dodge. He grasped the sword awkwardly and twisted his body. The Qinghe sword passed through his right rib and returned to Cui Wenjing's hand.

Cui Wenjing took the sword and fell to the ground like a broken kite, laughing.

Everything was as expected, for my family members, there was nothing else to say, and losing the ancestral sword was as uncomfortable as killing one's life.Wang Daoning was reluctant to throw away the sword immediately, just as he did not expect that he would throw away the ancestral sword on his own initiative.In fact, there is nothing better for me, and I still have to let the sword come back, otherwise I will not feel at ease when I die.

Such a victory is well deserved.

Since he has no resistance anymore, Wang Daoning still has the strength to give him another blow.But he is also seriously injured and it is impossible to attack Puyang, he must go back immediately to heal his wounds and cultivate... The next thing is up to the children...

Wang Daoning shook his head while covering the injury under his ribs. He also admired his old friend's calculation and determination in his heart. He held his sword and flew down: "Wen Jing, I'm sorry."

At this moment, my heart skipped a beat, and I looked south in amazement.

The evil energy surged from the sky, and the sky was stained with blood, but even looking from a distance, there was a feeling of fright.

It was as if the power of a ferocious beast from the prehistoric era descended from the sky, and the dark red blood wave came in front of me in the blink of an eye.

Wang Daoning quickly slashed with the horizontal sword, but unfortunately he was also badly injured at the moment, the blood wave broke away, and the evil spirit could not be dispelled, rushing towards him.Even if he transported the stellar energy to protect the body in time, he was still smashed to pieces, which was unspeakable.

Now both King Cui and King Cui are almost injured...

This is definitely a blow close to the realm of imperialism. Which heavenly leader is here to pick peaches?

Wang Daoning tried his best to look, and saw a big man with a broad knife running wildly all the way: "The grass-mud horse hurt my father-in-law, don't go!"

...Zhao Changhe?How did he deliver that blow just now?

Wang Daoning could almost see Cui Wenjing, who was on the ground, grinning, his mouth almost reaching the ears.

Oh shit.

The most annoying thing is that I really have to leave now, otherwise maybe the book of troubled times will flash "Cui Wenjing and Zhao Changhe team up to kill Wang Dao Ning in Puyang"... No.Wang Daoning was about to turn around when he suddenly stopped.

Zhao Changhe should be allowed to die here, otherwise Zhaoling will not be his opponent in the future.

Thoughts flashed across his mind, Zhao Changhe had already rushed towards him, leaped forward, and slashed wildly with his broadsword: "Death!"

A transparent water-like shadow suddenly appeared from behind Wang Daoning, and a palm was silently printed on Zhao Changhe's chest.

Cui Wenjing shouted: "Be careful!"

A dragon-shaped fist shadow suddenly descended from the sky, viciously bombarding the water-marked shadow.

Wang Daoning was shocked: "Xia Longyuan!"

Zhao Changhe didn't have time to take care of Wang Daoning, so he threw himself hard, carrying Cui Wenjing and flying out of the boxing range.

"Boom!" The earth-shattering explosion resounded through the space.

Zhao Changhe also failed to completely avoid the aftermath of the energy. He was knocked out several times before he stopped. He coughed and turned his head to look. pit.

Wang Daoning has disappeared, and the water-marked shadow has also disappeared.

He looked down at his father-in-law in his arms. His face was as golden as paper and he was completely unconscious.

Zhao Changhe gasped for a while, then jumped up suddenly, and pointed to the sky: "Old Xia, I am a fool, you are watching the battle here, and you just sit and watch Lao Cui die? Seeing the appearance of the Hai Clan, you will make a move." , It doesn’t matter if you shoot by accident or not, do you feel that you are very strong? Others are protecting your country and your country!”

The air was quiet, and no one responded for a while.

At the same time, three thousand followers of the Blood God Cult appeared on the outskirts of the battlefield. Wang Zhaoling led them to retreat without any intention of fighting.

Cui Yuanyong opened the gate of the city, and led Qingqi to chase after him. After a chaotic battle, the two sides withdrew each other.

The first battle of the Wang family's rebellion failed.

(End of this chapter)