Paragon God Creation System

“Cheng Wushuang …”

The robe old man whispered these three words in the corner of his mouth, thinking of this child as a stark empire, but it sounded familiar to the name.

“Wait, this person wouldn’t be the pill refining boy genius that Wang Yuzhi mentioned?”

After a few moments of thought, he suddenly thought that when Wang Yuzhi returned from the Endless Forest, he brought a Rank 7 emperor grade Detoxification Pill medicine. At that time, a group of old Pill Refining Masters in the Academy rushed to watch the charm of Rank 7 emperor grade medicine pill. The sensation caused is not small.

At last, he talked to Wang Yuzhi in private for a moment, only to find out that the medicine pill came from the hands of a young man. It is understood that in addition to the pill refining monster, the boy also had Sword Art and was interested in joining the Illusory Sword Academy.

“If it’s this child, then I can’t use two levels of strength!”

Robe old man’s eyes narrowed slightly.

In the first part of Illusory Sword Academy’s freshman assessment, according to the practice, the strength issued by the examiner’s attack cannot exceed the cultivation realm of the freshman, but the identity of the old man in this robe is a bit special, so you can feel free.

The fist wind issued by the old man’s layer of robes has the strength of ordinary Void Realm 9 Heavenly Cave. The fist wind emanating from 2-Layer is close to the ordinary Profound Transformation Realm 1st Transformation, and the cultivation base of Earth Fire!

The ability to defend against 2-Layer strength in Void Realm is considered to be excellent.

Now, he will not show 2-Layer strength to Cheng Wushuang again!

“Senior, get out of the box!”

Cheng Wushuang faintly smiled, has already secretly injected a magnificent spirit strength into Stone Sword.

“Boy, you have to do your best, otherwise you will break a few ribs and even die!”

A light spot suddenly flashed in the deep eyes of the robe.

Although he was thin, he was restrained and full of charm. The footsteps took a half step, the right hand closed, and the waist stretched out.

At this moment, a gust of wind did not know where to start, and the sound of bamboo in the assessment area of ​​No. 1 was made.

The Martial Artists lined up in the rear all walked out of the queue slightly, seeing the old man’s magnificent momentum, his eyes were horrified.

“Young Master, you said, can Cheng Wushuang resist this attack?”

Behind the queue, a pair of master-servants talked. The master’s body is thin, dashing eyebrows, staring eyes, skin yellow, and a cold look on his cheeks. A luxurious black robe makes his Movement Art look noble.

In his eyes, Blood Fiendish Qi and his richness, judging by his age, he was a young man of less than twenty.

The servant next to him was an eight-foot-tall man with a stupid head and a huge axe behind him. If we look at the age from the appearance, it is estimated to be about twenty.

“It’s for him with no difficulty!”

black robe boy coldly said, Stone Sword looking towards Cheng Wushuang, Divine light in his eyes flickered, I wonder what I was thinking?

Cheng Wushuang at this moment saw the old man’s charge when he punched out and couldn’t help frowned.

Just now Daopao’s punch to Nie Guang was random, and it is estimated that the strength is one or two layers.

The posture in front of me is full of energy for more than ten minutes, which makes Cheng Wushuang speechless. What is the strength to use?

“Cheng Wushuang, pick it up!”

The robe was old man lightly shouted, and the right palm that stretched out immediately shook his fist. The sharp momentum just radiated just now suddenly converged within one punch in the fist. This method was a bit shocking.

A huge fist phantom condensed. Strangely, this fist phantom did not attack Cheng Wushuang swiftly, but the left hand of a robe old man suddenly attacked and stopped in the air.

The five fingers of the left hand of the Daopao old man follow a certain tempo, and the two fingers are constantly interlocked to form a strange French seal.

Cheng Wushuang Seeing this, his eyes are fixed! Mind: This Old Man is actually concluding the seal of the beast of law!

The beast seal of law is not in the category of martial arts, but a means of controlling spirit strength. With the help of spirit strength, it simulates some wild beast forms and concludes them as spiritual imprints to change some external appearances of strength!

For example now!

Cheng Wushuang saw that the giant fist phantom has undergone some changes and has become a huge hawk monster!

“Boy, look at my fist shadow eagle!”

Daopao old man loosened his right fist, and the eagle demon who had been in the sky for a long time soared up, and the sound of a huge eagle made a harsh sound!

After circling slowly for a week, he suddenly fell down and attacked Cheng Wushuang!

At this time, the black robe boy in the rear saw this and said, “I can’t think of Ling Yichen this Old Bastard. I haven’t seen it in ten years, and the spirit strength can actually achieve the” condensing “point.”

“Hehe, what about [Condensation]? Still not the Young Master your opponent! As long as the Young Master is willing, which one of the Illusory Sword Academy is your opponent, even the Dean of the Academy will not work!”

The big-headed servant complimented the stupid said with a smile, he looked towards the old man in front of the robe, and thought that the fist-crowded eagle was just that, if he wanted to, he could blow the fist-crank with his bare hands!

Nie Guang, who has completed the assessment not far away, is delighted when he sees the fist style of Dao Pao old man. He just took the fist style of Dao Pao Old Man. If the speed of the second sword is slower by half the time, it is estimated that He was blown away by the fist wind and was ugly on the spot!

The fist style of the eagle in front of him is more terrifying than the previous one. If he is allowed to resist, even if the secret art of Myriad Sword Sect is exhibited, “The Real Sword of Ten Thousand Swords”, it will be difficult to defeat the power of fist style. !!

“I thought this little dog from Star Mark Empire, who was born and stuffed, did not expect that this Old Man wanted to kill this kid directly!”

Nie Guang looked at Cheng Wushuang as if he saw a dead body, and at the same time his eyes fluttered freely around Cheng Naixue and Cheng Shuiyue. They felt that the more beautiful the two women were, the more beautiful they were. “Three hands” has been strong.

But next moment, when he saw Cheng Wushuang’s sword prelude moves and methods, his face was suddenly shocked!

I saw Cheng Wushuang’s face still a faint expression. Facing the eagle demon attacked by the sky, he raised Stone Sword, the speed seemed slow, but in the trajectory of lifting the sword, he saw the white afterimage left behind!

On the Stone Sword, a strange starlight flashed! Immediately, the white sword shadow was united, Ling Ling volleyed towards the hawk that came from the attack.

At this point, Stone Sword condenses all the momentum at the end of the sword edge!

Suddenly, the eagle demon stopped in front of Cheng Wushuang, motionless, as if locked in the void.

The tip of Stone Sword happened to be in the heart of Eagle Demon!

Such a simple sword, but achieving perfection, seems to have a natural phenomenon of time to stop! Let the new students onlooking be shocked!

That Eagle Demon’s phantom burst in Cheng Wushuang when Stone Sword was retracted! The wanton boxing wind scattered in the sky, and the withered bamboo leaves on the ground were messed up.