The sun sets.

On an ancient road crossing the canyon, Jingcheng Village, the head of Qingcheng School, took He Tianxing on his horse and drove it.

On both sides of the ancient road is a bare cliff, there is no plant on it, the cliff wall is about 100 meters high, the whole environment looks extremely desolate, and occasionally the sky still sounds like a crow, which gives people a sense of sadness.

Jingweizhuang and He Tianxing are survivors of the Wucheng War.

The two were very fortunate. At that time, they were together with the powerful forces of several forces. Under the aftermath of the eruption of the Scorpio sword, they joined forces to resist.

However, other disciples of the Qingcheng School were not as lucky as the two of them. They did not escape the catastrophe and died in Wucheng.

Originally Jingweizhuang wanted to kill the Shenlang after the end of the martial arts conference.

However, after seeing Juggernaut, Jingweizhuang gave up, and even when the local government and the Yongsheng Temple fought, they sneaked away.

Because they are afraid of killing them.

He Tianxing quietly rides on the horse, does not say a word, do not know what is thinking, the face is gloomy.

Seeing the appearance of He Tianxing, Jing Wei Zhuang sighed.

"The strength of Shenlang has already surpassed you far. If you have been sinking down, I am afraid that the strength of this life will be difficult to enter, and it will be more difficult to catch up with him and even defeat him."

When he heard Jing Wei Zhuang, He Tianxing’s face flashed a touch of gray.

"Master, I....."

"Stars, remember, it is not terrible to be born with genius in an era, afraid that you will not face it. If this age, the younger generation is a mediocrity, even if you are in genius, stronger than them, future generations are not I will think how good you are.

And with genius born in an era, even if you are not good, future generations will admit that you are a genius. ”

Jing Weizhuang interrupted the words of He Tianxing and said seriously.

He Tianxing, who has been dejected all the time, listened to Jingweizhuang’s words, and his eyes could not help but shake, and the dull eyes gradually recovered a little.

"The teacher taught that the stars know."

Seeing the resurgence of He Tianxing’s fighting spirit, Jing Weizhuang’s first smile, He Tianxing’s talent is good, although he is almost a genius with the enchanting genius of the 21st power, but it is also a top genius.

Moreover, He Tianxing is also born with a very high talent for the sword. As long as the training is done step by step, it is not impossible to advance into the virtual reality.

The reason why the Qingcheng School is known as one of the three major forces in the Eastern Region is because the strong people in the Zongmen who are practicing the virtual world sit down.

When you look at the war in Wucheng, the strong people in the hole are endless. That is because the people who fight are the super-powers of the Zhenwu continent. It is not too awkward to have so many holes.

However, for the Qingcheng faction, there is no such thing as a powerful force.

In the vast eastern region, there are about one billion people in the light, and three out of ten are warriors. So many warriors compete on the same stage, but there are very few warriors who can enter the virtual world, and they can cultivate to the virtual, More difficult to add.

Jing Wei Zhuang can give such a high evaluation to He Tianxing, which means that he is still very valued.

Hey! ! !

Just as the two were about to step out of the canyon, the sky suddenly appeared a large shadow, a huge stone descended from the sky, and the rubbing air creaked.

Jing Wei Zhuang grabbed the palm of his hand and took He Tianxing from the sky and flew back.

Boom! ! !

The mouth of the canyon was blocked by the boulder, but they had not waited for Jingweizhuang to think more about it. The two of them fell behind a huge stone.

At the foot of Jingweizhuang, he rushed forward with He Tianxing, and escaped the bouldering of the boulder.

"Giggle, Jingzhangmen is really good, this kind of waste apprentice, even the bitter heart of the enlightenment, if I changed, I must have been slap in the face, and waste, one use."

A shadow wearing a sacred robes and a mask of the back of the earth appeared on the boulder, covering his mouth and smiling.

After seeing the back soil, Jing Wei Zhuang’s pupil couldn’t help but shrink.

"Hell."

At this time, a figure appeared on the boulder in the mouth of the canyon.

The figure was very tall, and it was full of violent breath, giving people boundless pressure.

"Ghosts make the bulls head."

The fear of flashing in the eyes of Jing Weizhuang, the real look after the earth, then the earth later laughed.

"Jingshoumen seems to be very scared? This is not the performance of the head."

Jingweizhuang did not care about the ridicule of the soil, and squeezed out an ugly smile: "I don't know, the adults of the land, stop the way down, what is it?"

How terrible the strength of the government is, as long as people who have heard of the war in Wucheng, they don’t know.

Not to mention that now standing in front of him is the land of the high-level personnel of the land, even if it is a post-celestial shack, Jing Wei Zhuang has to be polite.

If a treatment is not good, I am afraid it will attract the evil.

He does not think that he is one of the three major forces in the East, and he is qualified to be arrogant with the local government. I am afraid that now when the 21st powers face the local government, they must be treated with caution.

The attitude of Jingweizhuang makes the back soil different, and then a meaningful smile, it is not easy to be the master of the faction. This Jingweizhuang can judge the situation, let go of the dignity of the owner of his own school, and talk to himself in a low voice. It is indeed a bit masculine.

"There is nothing big, just the emperor told me to let me bring your first level back. How about? Jing Zhangmen is doing it himself, or am I doing it?"

After the earth voice just fell.

A sword light suddenly illuminates, and Jing Weizhuang holds the unparalleled sword and instantly attacks the back soil.

When the Houtu appeared, Jingweizhuang had already had a hunch. The whispering of the past was just a gesture of trying the land, so that he could see him in the face of his face and let them go.

But now the post-earth words are explained, Jingweizhuang is no longer sitting still waiting for an instant.

As for how to do He Tianxing without the sword, ~lightnovelpub.net~ is not Jingweizhuang.

Both husband and wife are flying in their own troubles, not to mention the fact that the two are just men and women who have no blood relationship.

Jing Weizhuang's unparalleled sword in his hand gently wave forward, suddenly the double sword seems to cross the space, and the moment has come to the back of the soil.

Jingweizhuang is also a strong person in the virtual realm, and it is still in the late stage of the illusion, the strength is good, and the land is not careless.

At the moment when Jingweizhuang had just left the sword, the back soil immediately rose to the sky.

After the soil just flew up, the boulder under the foot was instantly shattered, and the gravel was shot like a bullet, and the cliffs on both sides of the canyon were riddled with holes.

Hey! ! !

In the back of the soil, a slender long sword appeared in the hand, and in the air, he waved a sword against Jingweizhuang.

The sword was in the air and it was in front of Jingweizhuang.

Jing Wei Zhuang sighed, tapped under his feet, and escaped the sword of the soil.

Boom! ! !

The ground was burst by the moment of the sword of the back soil.

When He Tianxing saw the two men’s wars, he was already alarmed. When the swordsmanship fell, He Tianxing jumped and walked over the cliff and flew upwards.

"Give me down."

The runner Ming Wang suddenly appeared in front of He Tianxing, and fiercely punched a punch.

This fist with the sound of a dragon roaring.

boom! ! !

He Tianxing has come to avoid this time, only his hands are blocked in the chest, but the fist of the runner Ming Wang is what he can resist?

Without any surprise, He Tianxing's figure is like a cannonball, and instantly falls to the ground.

Hey! ! !

Although He Tianxing has tried his best to slow down the impact, he still fell to the ground.

A sweet throat, could not help but spurt a blood.