352. I Am So Excited That My Body Can't Stop Trembling! Mowing! (1)

Before the first year of Budo, science and technology prospered.

At that time, it was the world of hot weapons.

A master of ancient martial arts with a high level of cultivation, he smashes boulders with his hands and flies over eaves and walls.

No matter how powerful it is, it is no match for a small bullet.

Human beings admire the power of science.

Technology has helped human beings accomplish many unimaginable great feats, going to the sky and entering the earth, which is something that human beings simply cannot do by themselves.

At that time, power was higher than fist.

But cracks appeared in the sky and the earth, and terrifying alien beasts appeared in this world, and the thermal weapons that human beings are proud of gradually lost their effectiveness in front of the alien beasts.

The limit of the human body has been broken, and the development trajectory of civilization has shifted.

Fist into the temple.

Fist is power.

Powerful warriors keep catching up with the height of science and technology, creating one feat after another that seemed unimaginable before.

A martial arts expert can guard a city, a state, a domain, or even a country with the power of one person.

They have taken some of the places that should have belonged to idols.

Let people's reverence and belief have a real and specific goal.

There are also people who have reached the extreme in martial arts, master all kinds of incredible supernatural powers, break everything, compete with the sky, reflect myths into reality, and become "true gods" walking in the world

The "god of the world" in the new era is Wu Sheng!

This is not an exaggeration.

In fact, in many places in the world, the ninth-level martial saint who is the protector of the nation will be invited into the temple.

Be worshiped by ordinary people and enjoy the offerings of incense.

Even within the group of warriors, the name of warrior saint is praised by tens of millions of people.

Like the sun and the moon in the sky, it is high above the sky, and the light shines everywhere, guiding future generations to move forward.

And now, on the coast of Ninghai in Longguo, a martial arts saint, the god of the world, descended.

The power belonging to the ninth-level martial saint shrouded this vast sea area.

The wind stopped and the water stopped, and the sea was as calm as a mirror.

All the rays of light between heaven and earth were attracted by that golden human figure.

He naturally became the center of heaven and earth.

Countless soldiers and generals knelt down involuntarily, like ordinary people kneeling before worshiping gods in temples.

The marshals of the five military regions and many generals also slowly landed on one knee.

Bow your head and salute.

It seems that there is a huge mountain of ten thousand feet on the back.

In the past, they could compete with the extreme Qinglong without giving an inch.

Now after the arrival of the Ji Dao Martial Saint, that breath was directly scattered, swallowed back, and blocked in the chest...

The closer one's martial arts strength is to that level, the more one can feel its majesty and fearfulness.

It seems that the more you explore the starry sky, the more you are shocked by the vastness and breadth of the universe.

The military department can deal with Wu Sheng, fight for power, and even make Wu Sheng give in.

But that depends on the general trend of the entire Dragon Kingdom and the entire nation.

It relies on the overall tilt of emphasis.

It doesn't mean that the military department can really compete with Wu Sheng and wrestle with each other.

This is like, ordinary people can be unscrupulous on the Internet, typing on the keyboard and spraying zf.

With the crowd outraged and the public opinion raging, zf might really give in, or even bow his head.

But you let a senior official of the ZF suddenly find your home along the network cable to see how many people are still unbroken, and dare to straighten their backs and point at each other's noses and yell.

There is a reason.

This is almost the feeling of the high-level military department at this time.

Originally thought that it was just the four images of the extreme way and the twenty-eight constellations to mobilize the crowd.

Who would have thought that the extreme martial saint would actually

also came.

Ji Dao Wu Sheng descended, and countless generals, officers and soldiers knelt down on many warships and military headquarters.

An inexplicable general trend enveloped this sea area, and everyone seemed to be pressed by a stone on their chest, making them unable to breathe.

But one person did not kneel.

Did not salute.

That figure stood on the martial arts arena built of alloy plates.

The rest of the people all exited, leaving only him Ziran.

He stood alone in the center of the ring, with his head slightly lowered, and his body seemed to be trembling slightly.

The golden figure whose face cannot be seen clearly stood in the sky with his hands behind his back, staring at this figure indifferently.

He stared at it for a while, then said lightly: "Timid."

On the deck of the tallest battleship, a military marshal suddenly raised his head, and blurted out emotionally: "Wu..."

But he just uttered a word.

The golden figure in the sky turned to look at him.

There was a gaze projected on the face that could not be seen clearly.

It fell on the Marshal of the army who spoke.

The latter groaned as if struck by lightning, and leaned back slightly.

Then take a deep breath.

bow your head.

No more words.

Well sure. "

Jidao Sixiang, Erbasu and others who were kneeling on the surface of the sea responded in unison, then stood up on the surface of the sea and walked towards the martial arts arena.

Thirty two people walked on the sea level, unabashedly releasing the cold killing intent all over their bodies.

The low-level sergeants looked blank, but the faces of the high-level generals turned ugly.

On the deck of the highest battleship, many generals and commanders of the military department watched this scene.

Some people looked numb, some people's eyes were about to burst, and their hands were clenched tightly into fists.

The five marshals were expressionless, but the deck on which they knelt on one knee continued to sag and collapse.

There is fire in their eyes.

I was holding a breath in my heart, I couldn't spit it out, and I couldn't swallow it.

Blending with the fire, it almost makes the chest burst.

An unprecedented peerless general in the military, the proud son of the prosperous age.

For more than two hundred years, the most promising genius to become a martial artist is now like a death row prisoner standing on the execution ground quietly waiting for the executioner to arrive.

It's just because of a word from the ninth-level Martial Saint, so...Damn it.

But they could only watch helplessly.

He watched helplessly that the long-awaited and greatest hope of the military department was about to be extinguished.

"This is why the military department wants to train a ninth-level student at all costs..."

"There is no real top powerhouse, once someone tears the face and turns the table...

What three thousand masters, hundreds of masters.

What general, what marshal...

Everything can only be reduced to a joke. "

The five military marshals must have looked at ten o'clock and became numb.

The Four Elephants of the Extreme Dao walk on the sea surface without any haste.

Now that the adults have already appeared on the stage in person, let the military department bow their heads.

Then they will naturally have to show their extreme majesty.

"I think too highly of him..."

The young man with knife-like eyebrows looked at the figure standing not far away with his head bowed, his body trembling uncontrollably, with a slight smile on his face.

"His guts have shattered him, and he doesn't even need a breath.

The woman walking beside him said lightly: "My lord is here, even the entire military department has to kneel, and the five marshals have to bow their heads.

He was trembling with fear, which was normal.

A group of people quickly approached the alloy martial arts arena.

At this time, the figure standing on the deck suddenly stopped trembling.

He raised his right hand and lightly grasped the golden handle of Cha's back.

The footsteps of the four elephants of the extreme path all stopped together...

Then it's back to normal right away.

"Heh...he still wants to resist?

interesting. "

The knife-browed youth grinned, and the speed of his feet accelerated a little.

There was a cold killing intent in his eyes, his body stretched, and he made a sound like metal and iron.

The blue dragon of the extreme way like an old farmer opened his mouth to remind: "Quick battle and quick decision, don't lose the majesty of the extreme way."

"rest assured."

The young man with sword eyebrows walks calmly, and exudes a powerful aura of self-confidence in his gestures.

"Not more than three breaths."

If even an opponent whose body is trembling from fright and whose courage is shattered cannot be easily dealt with

Then he is in vain called the White Tiger, one of the Four Elephants of the Extreme Dao.

The moment the sword-brow youth stepped onto the alloy martial arts arena...

A voice suddenly rang in his ear.

"I'm not trembling with fear..."

The knife-browed young man was stunned.

He saw the target he was about to kill slowly looking up towards him.

It was completely different from the pale, flustered, fearful and hopeless one he had expected.

What he saw was a handsome face with raised mouth corners and bright eyes.

Those eyes that were as bright as stars were filled with excitement and excitement that was about to overflow...

And there are indescribable...

Looking forward to it!

The knife-browed youth was stunned.

Then he heard the other party say to him with a smile: "I was so excited that my body couldn't stop trembling.

next second.

Lu Sheng's figure melted into the air like a bubble.

An unprecedented sense of crisis surged from the heart of the knife-browed youth. 820 A feeling of terror that he hadn't experienced for a long time suddenly came to his body, making his scalp numb and the hairs all over his body standing on end.

The martial arts instinct of the saber-browed youth drove him to subconsciously take a defensive posture.

But when he just raised his hands.

Suddenly, I realized that my body was inexplicably falling forward.

He suddenly lowered his head, and suddenly saw half of his body firmly standing on the ring.

That was half of his body.

The sharp pain was long overdue.

The pupils of the saber-browed youth constricted, and his expression changed abruptly.

Only then did he see that there was a golden streak passing through his body just now.

And this light has already spanned a thousand meters at this time, arriving at the positions of the other four elephants and others.

He saw a rare look of fear on the face of Jidao Qinglong's eternally unchanged old farmer.

The three of them evaded in all directions.

It's a pity that it's a bit late.

Polar Vermilion Bird is similar to himself, and the whole person is smoothly separated from the chest up and down.

Jidao Xuanwu crossed his hands, and almost pure black light shot out from his body.

But it goes out quickly.

He stared blankly at the hands that fell off from his forearms, and his head suddenly rolled off.

There was still a strong expression of disbelief on his face.

Probably because he was surprised that the defense he had always been proud of was so fragile at this time.

Jidao Qinglong was the only one among the three who survived the death, Jin Guang only took away his calf, and a large amount of blood splashed out.

This scene actually only happened in a split second.

The golden light quickly passed by the three of them, and then rushed straight into the crowd of twenty-eight constellations behind them.

Then the knife-browed youth saw a large number of stumps, broken arms and heads flying up, and the blood spurted out...

This scene reminded him inexplicably of the scene of harvesting wheat in autumn.

The sickle was raised, and the wheat fell in rows.

Then...

He can no longer see it.

There was a domineering cold killing intent along the wound on his waist, completely destroying his last consciousness.

The world fell into darkness....

The plot of the marshal kneeling down was slightly corrected, mainly because he wanted to highlight the strength of Wu Sheng, which was a bit ill-considered.