Beiyin Great Sage

  Chapter 170 Peak

  The cold wind is bleak.

  Although there is no spring, summer, autumn and winter in Shicheng, it is also divided into cold and hot seasons, but the change of seasons is not obvious, and the difference is usually not felt.

   Only in the evening can you notice the difference.

  Zhou Jia paced forward, and the restlessness in his heart gradually calmed down.

once Upon a time.

  He is extremely eager to meet people who are also from the earth. After all, in this strange world, only the people there are subconsciously recognized as the same kind.

   Only then can we warm each other and relieve loneliness.

   But over time, this feeling gradually faded.

  Even if I really met someone who came from the same earth, I was not as excited as I imagined, and I had subconsciously considered various choices.

  Maybe because he has experienced too much, he has become more defensive, and it is not easy to trust people anymore.

  Maybe it is the hometown, but it has gradually become blurred.

  Hometown?

  As Zheng Changtu said, most of the world in this old life lived in the Ruins Realm, where friends, wives, children, and even enemies were also here.

   There is no hometown.

  The Ruins Realm is his root.

  Besides, the earth will definitely fall in the future, and the existence in memory will no longer exist.

everything.

   will be brand new.

  No more, what he looked like.

   "What you are looking for is not an old friend, nor a hometown, but peace of mind."

  Before leaving, Zheng Changtu looked at the sky with emotion, as if he was persuading Zhou Jia, or talking to himself, looking at the sky:

   "Let's ask Lingnan should not be good."

   "Quaidao, my hometown is where my heart is at ease."

   "Dah..."

   After a pause, Zhou Jia looked up.

   "Call..."

  A pitch-black carriage, accompanied by the driver flicking the reins, stopped steadily beside him.

  The car curtain is opened:

"coming."

   "Sect leader." Zhou Jia cupped his hands towards the opponent.

   "Call Master." Lei Batian's voice was loud, and he waved his hand:

"boarding."

   "Yes, uncle."

   Zhou Jia should be, get on the carriage.

  The carriage looks ordinary from the outside, but the inside is unique. It is comparable to a half-room carriage, enough for eight people to sit sideways.

   Soft like goose down, soft and comfortable.

  The small wooden table is placed in the middle, with a few small dishes on it, and more is a jar of fine wine. The mouth of the jar is opened, and the aroma of the wine is permeating.

   Lei Batian was dressed in soft armor, held the wine jar in his hand, poured it into his stomach in big gulps, and put it aside when he had finished drinking the wine.

"Cool!"

   Wiping the drink from the corner of his mouth casually, he smiled and said:

   "Don't worry, I'll take you to get the super quality when I'm done with the matter at hand."

   "How did you see the drawing I gave you last time?"

   "Thunder method is as strong as yang, fierce and merciless, the uncle can evolve the five elements, and has reached the state of endless life, the younger generation admires it." Zhou Jia cupped his hands, and the soundtrack sighed.

   "Not bad!" Lei Batian raised his eyebrows, seemed a little surprised, nodded and said:

   "Don't listen to the name of Tian Da Wu Lei Hong so domineering, but domineering alone cannot be cultivated. In just a few days, you can realize this truth, which is amazing."

   "Sure enough, I saw the right person."

  He laughed, took out a book from the drawer under the table, and threw it over.

   "This is a method. You have time to try and practice. If you don't understand something, you can come and ask me. Of course, it depends on whether I am free."

   "This..." Zhou Jia hesitated for a moment, then nodded:

   "Thank you, Uncle."

  Zi Lei Saber Technique is one of Xiaolang Island's Three Skills and Six Skills, which also means that it is the top rank of martial arts in Xuantian Union, and it is stronger than Tian Da Wu Lei Bang.

   I am afraid that it is no less than the famous inheritance of the inner sect.

   With such a skill, he will not be tempted.

  Lei Batian is even more domineering. He is the only one who knows this skill in the world. If one more person spreads it, someone may find a weakness, but he doesn't care.

can only say.

  He trusted Shan Muhua, and even Zhou Jia.

  Be more confident about yourself.

   "Hoo..."

  The carriage drove out of the city gate and rushed towards the forest.

  The horse pulling the cart shook its hair lightly, its four hooves were blowing wind, it jumped several feet, and even walked through the air for a short time, its speed was comparable to that of a black iron master.

  The halo on the carriage seems to be a method from Fei Mu's world. It gallops all the way, without any bumps, and is as stable as flat ground.

  The coachman's skill in driving the carriage is even better. He climbed mountains and ridges all the way and went straight to the distance.

   "Master." The wind whistled in his ears, and the carriage gradually drifted away. Zhou Jia couldn't help frowning, put down the booklet in his hand and said:

   "Where are we going?"

   "Meet a friend." Lei Batian kept drinking in his mouth, the more he drank, the more energetic he became, and now his eyes are brighter and his spirits are high:

   "A friend who has been entangled with me for most of my life!"

  His tone was ferocious, with a hint of killing intent, which also made Zhou Jia frowned subconsciously.

   "Peng!"

  Lei Batian put down the wine jar heavily, the excessive force caused slight cracks to appear on the surface of the wine jar, and a little wine overflowed from it.

   "That man killed my sister, killed my children, and even killed my sworn brothers!"

  He raised the wine jar, drank it in one gulp, and said with a smile:

   "But I didn't suffer. I caught his wife and played in front of many people for a day and a night, and then sent him back."

   "To be honest, that woman was very moist, but unfortunately she committed suicide after returning."

   As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed softly, with regret on his face.

   "And his son!"

   "Different from me, his sons are very few, and half of them were beaten to death and maimed by me. Those who are alive cry when they hear my name, and when they cry, they don't cry when my name is mentioned."

"Ha ha…"

  Lei Batian laughed loudly:

   "For the first half of my life, he made it difficult for me to hold my head up. In the second half of my life, I want him to repay twice as much. This is the principle of my life!"

   "Zhou Jia, do you think I did the right thing?"

   "I don't know." Zhou Jia shook his head and said calmly:

   "Master, why should you care what others say?"

   "Haha..." Lei Batian laughed wildly, with his long hair flying, and the furious thunder knife beside him was trembling with excitement, with traces of electric light shining around his body:

   "Zhou Jia, if you're not my junior's apprentice, I'll definitely **** you over. You are too much for my appetite."

   "How are you and Meier getting along these few days?"

   "Miss Lei has a tough personality." Zhou Jia said:

   "The younger generation is difficult to catch the eye and is not easy to get along with."

   "That's because you don't have enough means." Lei Batian opened his eyes and said loudly:

   "A woman is just a plaything. You don't have to be polite to her. If you want to have sex, she will definitely be your woman in the future. I said that."

   "There are also Qiu Baimen and Chen Ying, you can take them together if you want!"

   "Men, just do what you want, what does it look like to shrink back and dally?"

"certainly."

  He paused and said:

   "Mei'er has to grow up, she is my daughter after all, I want to give her mother an explanation, and her mother won't have any objections to the Ruyi Langjun I chose!"

  Zhou Jia was dumbfounded and shook his head helplessly.

  Lei Batian...

   Really domineering.

  He already guessed who Lei Batian was looking for tonight, and at such a critical juncture, he was able to drink happily, his temperament was really good.

   "Guangzhu!"

  The carriage stopped smoothly, and there was almost no abnormality in the carriage. The driver said in a solemn voice:

"We have arrived!"

"it is good!"

  Lei Batian opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of thunder, like two groups of violent thunder, which were on the verge of erupting at any time.

   "Shua!"

  The Fury Thunder Knife bounced by itself and landed in his palm.

"get off!"

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   night.

  Stars dotted.

  The carriage stood still on the high slope.

   As far as the eye can see, tall and tall trees are connected together, and the dense leaves are blowing in the night wind, like waves surging, non-stop.

  Zhou Jia stood in front of the carriage, staring at the tall and burly figure in front of him.

  The horrible breath, in his perception, is like a wolf smoke rising into the sky, suppressing the atmosphere in all directions and stagnating.

   There is also a violent force quietly gathering in the void.

  Thunder!

  Although Void hasn't changed, but the purple thunder ax technique of the perfect realm allows him to detect the power that is about to move in advance, which is even more frightening.

   Far away.

   miles away.

  Another powerful aura was stimulated and surged up, like a beast with its fangs open.

   "Guo Wuduan!"

  Lei Batian murmured in a low voice:

   "You should regret that you provoked me back then?"

  His voice is not loud, but it is hardly affected by the air barrier, and the words are clearly transmitted into the distance.

   "Regret?" In the void, an ethereal voice echoed:

   "There are too many things in Guo's life that are worth regretting, but this is the only thing that he never regrets. Maybe he has regretted it, but he only regrets that he didn't solve you as soon as possible."

   "Fortunately, today is not too late!"

   "Haha..." Lei Batian looked up to the sky and smiled:

   "The surname Guo, it depends on you, this place today is your burial place!"

   "Die!"

   The sound falls.

  A glaring thunder appeared on the spot, the sky resounded with rolling muffled thunder, and the zigzag lightning flashed across several miles, blasting towards the dense forest.

  The electric light fell on the treetops only a few times, and it was already smashed down.

  Sword light!

  Thunder!

  The dense forest night sky suddenly brightened.

  The thick thunder tore through the void, cutting towards the tall and thin figure below.

  Zi Lei Sword Technique—Dong Lei Thunderbolt!

  Guo Wuduan raised his head. The tall and thin man, under the light of the blooming thunder, looked smaller, weaker, and powerless.

   "Fearless!"

  A voice from Fei Mu's world spit out from his mouth.

  The moment the sound fell, all the hesitation, worries, and distracting thoughts in his eyes disappeared. Only an unyielding and fearless high-spirited fighting spirit soared into the sky.

   "Zheng..."

  The sound of the sword groaned softly.

  The voice is not loud, but it seems to come from Jiuyou. It is low and melodious, and people can't help being addicted to it, and they can't help but fall into the endless darkness.

  The pitch-black sword aura was almost indistinguishable under the darkness of night. The sword aura was like a vortex, quietly enveloping the thunder in the sky.

  Black Death Sword!

  Different from Lei Batian, Guo Wuduan's inheritance is more messy, and he is not following the path of traditional warriors of the Dalin Dynasty.

   Instead, it incorporates exercises from other worlds.

  Different from the Daelim Dynasty.

  In other worlds, when they did not fall into the Ruins Realm, silver powerhouses were also born.

  Even rare.

  But it really happened.

  For example, the legendary sorcerer in the Feimu world, the white-clothed saint of the Dili tribe, and even the mermaids, have also appeared as supreme emperors.

   Their inheritance must be stronger than that of the Dalin Dynasty.

  Black Death Sword,

   is born like this.

  In Fei Mu's world, there is a special group of people who enjoy killing, but they don't believe in the **** of death, but the **** of war.

The swordsmanship passed down in the   clan has the ability to take the soul away.

  After merging with the martial arts of the Dalin Dynasty, the black death sword created has the meaning of death, and everything the sword points at is destroyed.

  As for the ninth level of Fengxiang Kung Fu, Guo Wuduan has already cultivated to the seventh level.

   Xiuwei,

  Late stage of Black Iron!

   When it comes to background, he is obviously stronger.

   "Boom..."

  Death, thunder and the night sky collided together, and a wave of anger emerged.

  With a radius of 100 meters, the ground split open suddenly, and trees surrounded by several people rose from the ground, and the smoke and dust spread outward in a circular shape like a mountain.

  Inside, there are only two confronting each other.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

  Lei Batian roared:

   "For so many years, it turns out that you, surnamed Guo, have been hiding your clumsiness, making me think that your strength is only that, and you have not fully demonstrated your cultivation until today."

   "This is even better, Lei can also have a good fight!"

"Humph!"

  Guo Wuduan snorted coldly.

  He has indeed been hiding his clumsiness, making the opponent think that he is not an opponent, and going all out this time is to solve the opponent in one fell swoop.

  But he didn't expect that Lei Batian's background became stronger and stronger.

  Shenhuang Jue of the Ten Stages, I am afraid that I have already practiced the sixth stage.

   "Shenhuo!"

   With a low moan, his eyes suddenly brightened.

  A trace of flame invisible to the naked eye emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness, and instantly flooded the whole body. The fiery pain also stimulated the potential of the physical body.

"die!"

  As pointed by the sword intent, a jet-black sword aura about ten feet long pierced through the void.

   "Crackling..."

  Amidst the flashes of lightning, Lei Batian dodged for several feet, surrounded by thunder, and the sword was brilliant, cutting out a thunder light of tens of meters.

  The glare of swords and swords criss-crossed, and the strength dissipated, like a shotgun sweeping around in disorder, and rows of tall trees fell one after another.

  Guo Wu's face did not change color, and the sword light continued continuously.

  Looking at it from a distance, the jet-black sword lights are like long snakes devouring everything, opening their teeth and claws, chasing a flash of lightning.

  Sometimes thunder bursts and sword light sweeps across.

  Wherever it passed, mountains, rocks, giant trees, and soil were all chopped off and shredded.

  The two figures were entangled, tossing and turning, the huge dense forest, countless towering trees, collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

far away.

   Zhou Jia's eyes contracted, and his heart felt cold.

  The strength of these two men was far beyond his expectations, and the self-confidence that once killed the black iron master with one punch also quietly dissipated.

  There is a huge difference in strength between the late stage of Black Iron and the early stage of Black Iron.

   Just like the ninth grade and the third grade.

  Although they are both ordinary ranks, they are completely different.

  With his current cultivation base, even if he goes all out, wears a treasure armor, and provokes violence, he will not dare to get close to the place where the two are fighting.

  Their casual blows have earth-shattering power.

   Such terrifying power can be manipulated in a subtle way, and the lethality is concentrated in one point. Only when the swords collide, will the strength escape.

   Regarding the control of their own power, both of them are also like masters.

  The sword light billowed, and everything it passed was dead.

  Thunder roared, and everything in the raging land was destroyed.

  Zhou Jia took a deep breath, fixed his eyes on the field, and listened to the full force of the wind, not letting go of the fight between the two.

   This kind of confrontation is almost impossible to see with his current cultivation.

   Not to be missed.

  With howling sword energy and roaring sword light, the two who were fighting were almost inseparable.

   In comparison.

  Guo Wuduan's swordsmanship is more sinister and vicious, and not lacking in thickness, the background is obviously deeper, and it seems that there is still some potential to be tapped.

   And Lei Batian.

  Looking at the situation, it seems to have gone all out.

certainly.

   It's not that Lei Batian is not strong enough, on the contrary, the Zilei sword technique in his hands is simply miraculous, and he can even attack against the trend.

  The duel between the two is equivalent to a fight between a sixth-rank and a ninth-rank.

  The cultivation base of the sixth grade is obviously weaker.

   But relying on a single sword technique, he did not lose the wind at all, and even in most cases, the opponent had to take a defensive position and retreated repeatedly.

   "Zhou Jia!"

  Lei Batian looked up to the sky and screamed:

   "Looking good!"

   "The sky strikes five thunders!"

   "Boom!"

   "Boom!"

  In an instant, the billowing thunder light floated on the scene, Dou Dalei thunder roared and slashed out, unscrupulously blooming power, the hurricane sword aura swept all directions, and there was nothing to be seen in the field except the sky filled with thunder and sword light.

   The situation of the confrontation suddenly tilted.

"Humph!"

  Guo Wu hummed in a low voice, his body glowed slightly black, his eyes were even darker, and the sword light almost merged with his body.

   "Peng!"

   "Boom..."

  He swung his sword frantically, slashing more than a hundred times in an instant, and the strength in his body gradually disappeared.

  But he was not moved. With his background, he could last for three breaths, but how long could Lei Batian last for such a terrifying outbreak?

  The opponent's cultivation is far lower than his own!

   One breath!

   Two breaths!

  In the perception, there are thunderous sword lights in all directions, endless, endless, and endless. As time goes by, the power does not weaken but increases.

   Three breaths!

"what!"

  Guo Wuduan raised his head to the sky and roared furiously, cracks opened in his body, the sword intent of death swept across, and the jet-black sword light pointed towards the center of the thunder.

"This is impossible!"

   "Boom!"

  The sky filled with thunder once again, countless thunder swords swept across a distance of 100 meters, and completely crushed Guo Wuduan's last blow.

   "Guo, do you know what I hate the most about you?"

  Amidst the smoke and dust, a figure came walking, with strong anger in his voice:

   "You didn't kill my sister, my son, it doesn't matter, Lei can forgive me, but you let me be seriously injured for eight years!"

   "Eight years!"

   "Originally, I could achieve the late stage of Black Iron, and even that step!"

   "It's you who ruined my future!"

  Amidst the roar, the light of the knife fell, and the head rolled down.

  (end of this chapter)