Martial God of Myriad Realms

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Chapter two thousand two hundred and sixty-nine swordsman, sword is perfect!

"Mr. Cheng, what can I do?"

Yuan Fengmei was very worried: "If her soft body can't control herself, how will she live in the future?"

This is indeed a big problem.

The current gentleman is simply a clone of Jiutian Holy Water.

His life and death are in the hands of each other.

If you don't think of a way, it will have a huge impact on Wang Qingrou's life.

"Aunt Yuan, this matter needs to be planned slowly."

After a little groaning, Cheng Feng said: "The only solution is to completely cut off the nine-day holy water in Wang's body and the nine-day holy water in Jichuan Bingyuan to form two separate entities."

"In this case, the nine-day holy water in Jichuan Bingyuan can no longer control the girl Wang."

"The other is to clear out the nine days of holy water in Wang's body."

"This matter can only be surrendered to the nine-day holy water in Jichuan Bingyuan and let it devour."

"Cleaning with brute force, I'm afraid it will hurt Wang's life."

"Gongzi, these two methods are really difficult."

Yuan Fengmei's face was gloomy: "The probability of success is very small!"

"It's difficult."

Cheng Feng nodded and comforted: "But please aunt Yuan, rest assured, I will definitely help Cheng Feng until the cure of Wang's illness."

"Gongzi, thank you so much."

Yuan Fengmei said gratefully: "If the son can really heal the little girl, then I will repay the son as a cow."

"Aunt Yuan doesn't need to do this."

Cheng Feng waved his hand: "Moreover, I didn't fully grasp the matter, so I could only do my best."

"if……"

"Gong son, if there is a case, I don't blame you."

Without waiting for Cheng Feng to finish his speech, Wang Qingrou interrupted: "Can die beside you, die softly without regrets!"

This is Wang Guorou's confession.

The confession is usually said by the man.

But Wang Qingrou said it in a generous manner, showing an uplifting British spirit, which also caused ripples in Cheng Feng's heart.

To be honest, Wang Qingrou is very beautiful and has a good personality.

Cheng Feng has a good opinion of Wang Qingrou.

If before the change, Wang gently confessed to himself, Cheng Feng would probably agree.

But now, Cheng Feng has Le Qingli in his heart.

And also agreed with Le Qingrui, in the future, she will go to Tenjin Temple, the martial arts sacred place of the Tianhuang God.

So Wang confessed softly, so that he didn't know how to pick it up.

There is only silence in the end!

The confession was not answered, and Wang Qing's face was a little darkened.

But then, youthful vitality was restored.

Because she knew that she might not be able to live too long, and if that was the case, she would live easily and freely.

Go for what you like, even if it does n’t work out!

Roar! !!

The silence at the scene was broken by a roar.

Cheng Feng looked up, and found that the earth ice bear turned away from the nine-turn ice dragon.

It should be found that there is nothing but Cheng Feng, and can only leave with anger!

"Girl Wang, Aunt Yuan, you were scared a lot just now. Take a rest or two in the carriage to ease your emotions."

After watching the two ice monsters leave, Cheng Feng took out the dragon carriage and let Yuan Fengmei rest inside.

As for Cheng Feng himself, he flew to the crack in the sword mark.

Prepare to take advantage of the sword qi edge, first raise your sword to the extreme.

Cheng Feng's sword has been forged to the seventh level with the help of Jianqi Fengmao.

At that time, he only arrived one hundred meters away from the origin of the sword mark, at which point he set off again.

Thousands of swords and swords were sharp, and immediately shot overwhelmingly.

The sharpening hammer forged his sword, letting him quickly advance from seventh to eighth.

As time passed, Cheng Feng climbed hard.

Almost every step was taken, hundreds of sword marks were cut out by the violent sword-gas front.

But Cheng Feng ignored everything, his grit was as iron, and he continued to move towards the origin of the sword mark.

Ninety meters, eighty meters, seventy meters ...

When Cheng Feng walked to fifty meters from the origin of the sword mark.

Click ~~~

It's as if the chick came out of the shell.

Cheng Feng's slashing momentum, impressively promoted from seventh to eighth.

"Is it an eighth-order sword? Not bad."

A smile appeared on Cheng Feng's face.

The next moment, his eyes were like iron, and he continued to climb.

Finally, Cheng Feng reached ten meters from the origin of the sword mark, and the sword entered the ninth stage.

Even if the sword does not come out, just by triggering the sword, you can fight against a ninth strongest man in the sky without falling into the wind.

Shows the invincible advantages of the swordsman in battle!

"Huh? At the origin of the sword mark, there seems to be a line of text!"

Daoyi entered the ninth stage, Cheng Feng's face was full of smiles.

When he calmed down the excitement in his heart, he was ready to continue to the origin of the sword mark.

Suddenly there was a line of text on the rock where the origin of the sword mark was located.

That text should be written in the spirit of a sword. The strokes are vigorous and wild. It looks like a big sword is stabbing and chopping!

Gives a sharp sense of sharpness, the sharpness of the sword near the throat!

"This line of text should be left by that Swordmaster."

Cheng Feng was interested, and secretly said, "I'll take a closer look. I may know the origin of the sword sage, and the purpose of coming to Jichuan Bingyuan."

Cheng Feng opened the eyes of the God of Fortune and looked at the line of text.

I saw it.

Pursuing three hundred million miles in nine days, there is no trace in the sky!

--- Sword is perfect!

This line of text consists of seventeen words. It is a man named Jian Wuqian who pursues 300 million miles of holy water for nine days.

But as the nine-day holy water fell into the "Tiancang Holy Prison", it was lost.

Ten out of ten, the sword is the sword sage with a sword piercing the iceberg.

"Swordmaster ... there is no shortage of swords?"

After reading this line of text, Cheng Feng praised: "Good name, Kendo has no shortage of swords!"

"No wonder this man was able to create Supreme Kendo and become a swordsman."

"From this name alone, this person's ambitions and ambitions are revealed!"

Cheng Jian has no shortage of swords, and Cheng Feng has a keen interest in this person.

If I have a chance in the future, I would love to meet this person and feel the other side ’s flawless kendo!

"Huh? There seems to be something next to the text?"

After savoring the text left by the sword holy sword, Cheng Feng's gaze turned just to see that there was something nailed in the half-foot sword hole beside the text.

It was a water bladder, which was dark and inconspicuous.

A belt was tied to the mouth of the water bag. At this time, the belt was pierced by a sword hole and penetrated into the stone wall.

Let the water bag hang in the air, because it takes too long, it has become a color with the stone wall.

If you don't look closely, you can't see that it is a water bag!

"This water bag is not simple. It should be nailed to the sword sacred sword."

Cheng Feng guessed: "It has been tens of thousands of years since the sword left without defects, but this water bag shows no sign of corruption, maybe it is a treasure."

"Maybe I should take this thing down and let it regain its glory!"