It was dim, and the lights were on Liuli Island, and fierce discussions were in full swing. People had not recovered from today's shocking events, and excitement, tension, worry, and various emotions spread across this vast island.

The name and legend of the Heavenly King Hall were also widely mentioned on Liuli Island for the first time. Many people heard of this mysterious and powerful force for the first time.

Hundreds of merchant ships took the risk of going out to sea late at night, and each ship was full of people. Some were afraid that the Witch Palace would settle the score later, and came to destroy Liuli Island and evacuate early, not wanting to be affected by innocent people. Some were in a hurry to spread the news to other places, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.

Qin Ming rented a yard in a secluded place on the island and lived there temporarily.

"Bao Dao, Hundred Slashes!"

Qin Ming held the hilt of the Dragon and Tiger sword in both hands, and the heavy sword body was raised to the sky. Under the fluorescent light of the torch, it reflected a cold and cold light. The sword body was wide and thick, with sharp edges, and there were no scars on the surface. It was neat and smooth, integrated, bright and dazzling, exuding a heavy domineering aura like slashing the world.

Qin Ming held his breath and concentrated, and his whole body burst into bright lightning, and his thoughts and spiritual power were all injected into the Domineering Sword.

Since he got the Badao, he has been running away and has not had time to study it carefully. Holding the Badao, he felt the domineering power of swallowing mountains and rivers, the wildness of fighting in all directions, and wished he could dance the long sword and cross the battlefield. When he held the Dayan ancient sword, he was dancing in the sky, like a stunning geese, and the defeat of the enemy and the ultimate kill that was invincible. The completely different feelings made Qin Ming obsessed.

He once thought that the only weapon in the world prefers "sword", but now he knows that "sword" also makes him obsessed.

"Buzz!" The bastard revived a bright wave of air, trembling in the space, ripples, and endlessly stirring. A strong wind blew in the courtyard, with dead leaves flying around, sand and dust floating, and the branches of the ancient tree were swaying creakingly.

In the world of domineering swords, there is endless, white and vast space. A majestic man proudly and independent, carrying a giant sword, solemn and dignified, emitting a heavy momentum.

He is like a giant mountain, standing proudly on the mountain and river, and also like a stone pillar that stands in the sky.

It's like the only one in the world.

Qin Ming stood in front of him, carrying a giant knife, and bowed slowly.

The man opened his eyes with a slight crack, and a loud noise appeared out of thin air, like an ancient god who opened up the world. The white world shook violently, and the scene suddenly changed.

They stood at the "Dian General" and looked down at all directions. The army was full of iron blood. The sky and the earth were filled with the might of the world. The faces were cold and handsome, but the eyes were extremely fanatical.

Qin Ming looked around the audience and looked at the end of his sight. There was a different kind of majestic momentum that came to his face. A passionate feeling arose, and a bold and bold aura was surging.

"Clang!" The man pointed his sword at the sky, and the sword lighted thousands of feet high, bursting into the sky like a hurricane. The clouds were shattered, and the sky and the earth were running around. The man's aura was instantly tall, like a giant who was holding the sky, and like a war god in the demon world, standing proudly in the sky, overlooking the people.

"Roar!" The endless army roared in unison, frenzied and crazy, and the tide of sound rolled on, as if it was about to fly into the sky.

Qin Ming stood at the station, feeling the overwhelming power of killing, and his heart couldn't stop trembling.

"Line up! Go to the battle!" The man roared and raised his sword to fight.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" Three loud roars, loud and loud, shaking through the sky. The endless army stalked and turned around, holding a knife and holding a halberd, full of enthusiasm. The army ran wildly from front to back, like a rushing torrent, sensation on the earth. They were iron-blooded troops, and they were all invincible!

Qin Ming was immersed in the world of Badao. There was no inheritance, no martial arts, only the shocking momentum, only the passion that ignites blood, and only the power of moving forward. He was obsessed with it, crazy about it, and gradually immersed in the world of Badao and integrated into this war feast.

He transformed into a small soldier among millions of soldiers, slashed and killed on the battlefield, and grew up in blood and fire.

He fought bravely to fight the enemy, promoted to captain, commanded a hundred people, and ran wildly at the vanguard.

He slashed the Domineering Sword, one by one, one by one, and continued to kill.

What he practices is the speed of the sword, what he understands is the intention of the sword, and what he accumulates is the momentum of the sword.

The so-called "Baojian" is a simplified sword, and the great way is invisible. The "Baojian" is continuous and slashing, and it is completed in one go, and it progresses layer by layer. The sword is more powerful. Ten consecutive swords are the first level of the world of the world, and twenty consecutive swords are the second level of the world. The more difficult it is to cut a hundred consecutive swords, and it requires more insights and more complicated skills than climbing to the sky.

Even the former master of this sword was devoted to practicing the "Hundred Slashes" throughout his life, but unfortunately he stopped at the ninth level of heaven. It was difficult to excel even if he had one sword.

In the courtyard, Qin Ming forgot time and himself, and as the consciousness and the sword body blended, he kept dancing the sword. He never blindly pursued martial arts exercises like other warriors. He paid more attention to physical training and melee fighting, so it was relatively easier to practice the sword.

The surging vitality of golden blood can keep Qin Ming full of energy at all times, and also solve the high-intensity load on his arms by continuous swinging of the knife.

The super strong physique and nearly 50,000 kilograms of explosive power also make the wielding sword more powerful.

For six consecutive days, there was a lot of controversy outside, and more and more people gathered on Liuli Island, asking about the situation on that day and verifying the authenticity of the Wilderness Trident.

The sea area was even more sensational. When the news came back to the reincarnation waters, from the witch palace, from the subordinate forces, and then from the hidden powerhouses who came and went alone, they were all shocked.

The ancient sea holy weapon and the Wilderness Trident finally appeared after five years, and it has merged with a weapon spirit.

The temptation of this news is simply a long drought and rain for those who are struggling to pursue the holy weapon. They are all taking action as soon as possible, striving to seize the trident of the Waste God before the news alarms the ancient sea!

The ancient sea is vast and boundless, and the speed of news spread is destined to be very slow. It will take at least a few months to attract the overlords there. This is their only advantage and opportunity, so everyone, including the Witch Palace, has put in great effort to search and chase.

"Squeak." The gate of the courtyard slowly opened, and a gentle girl stood outside the door, chuckling: "Little brother, it turns out that you are hiding here. It's very hard for someone to find you."

It was Yun'er from the Nursery Pavilion, wearing a dark purple cloak, covering her delicate and sexy body. Her lips were rosy and charming, and her teeth were as white as jade when she smiled. Her charming eyes were irresistible under her long eyelashes. Perhaps because of her environment in the Nursery Pavilion for many years, she looked charming and always had a bit of seductive smell between her eyebrows. People with unstable minds might sink their eyes when they looked at her.

Qin Ming withdrew his consciousness from the domineering sword, and his eyes gradually returned to clear. However, the "fighting and fighting" that lasted for six days and five nights made him exude a strong murderous aura, and his eyes were full of fierceness. "There is no one you are looking for here, please go back."

"Little brother, do you hate us women in the Flower Building so much? Do you think we are dirty or do you think we are despised?" Yun'er pursed her lips slightly and wanted to cry.

Qin Ming would not be confused by her appearance, and his thick eyebrows frowned slightly: "How did you find this place?"

Yun'er, after the rain, walked into the yard with a smile: "Da'er Pavilion has existed on Liuli Island for hundreds of years, and there is still this foundation."

Yun'er actually didn't expect that he would continue to stay on Liuli Island. The matter of the Nine Prison Kings was a hot topic. As the king of the Heavenly Kings Hall, he should have left in the chaos to avoid being captured by the Witch Hall or being attacked by evil people. It was the wise owner of the Pavilion and was expected that he was still somewhere on the island.

Qin Ming took over the Badao: "If you have something to say, you won't give it to me if you have nothing to do."
Chapter completed!