I have a room in Huangquan

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In my own impression, it seems that except for the grandma-level Marina who can overwhelm Wang Jialiang in terms of feminine temperament, I have never seen a few women who look more like a woman than her.

"I've heard rumors about you a long time ago, but I really can't see what's so great about your swordsmanship!"

Seeing this, Tong Chengze became even more excited, picked up his big sword again, turned around, and rushed towards Wang Jialiang.

Tong Chengze has great ambitions. Even though he usually appears humble and easy-going, deep down, he always wants to prove to everyone that he is the most powerful person among his peers.

Whether it's talent, or family resources, whether it's psionic skills, or its own psionic creatures.

Only the strongest can become the future successor of the family.

So in his eyes, defeating this woman is far more important than obtaining the inheritance. He needs to use his own swordsmanship to prove that he is the strongest among his peers.

"Roar!!!"

The big sword roared like a lion in Tong Chengze's hand, and sword energy visible to the naked eye swept from the sword in all directions.

Seeing this, Mu Wandi's heart tightened: "Be careful!"

Tong Chengze's psionic skills have reached the point of perfection, and the power of the great sword he holds is even more shocking.

Ding Xiaoyi asked himself, if he didn't wear the equipment, if he fought against Tong Chengze with evil spirit level strength, he might not be able to beat him.

After all, Tong Chengze is not just a person, he represents the power accumulated by the Tong family from generation to generation.

In other words, he has stood on top of his parents since he was born, leaped to the top, and has been patiently sculpted by Ke Xing and other old guys. In comparison, Wang Jialiang's background is pitifully weak.

At this time, the only reason why I am full of hope for him is not only because I have lent him my spiritual power with the wishing copper coin, so as to ensure that he will not suffer in spiritual power, but the more important reason is that I look forward to Wang Jialiang's cooperation with Wang Jialiang. The resonance and fusion between the silver lights.

The sword's edge strikes with a huge sense of oppression, just like the sword between the two, there is a huge difference.

"Your sword is worthless in front of me!"

The same words came from Wang Jialiang's mouth, and the voice was as clear as a silver bell, revealing surprising confidence.

A sword was raised, and a waning moon transformed into a sword shadow cut across the air along the blade, and then the sword stabbed forward.

What the sword pointed at looked like a long rainbow.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the swords of the two collided and made a deafening buzzing sound.

"But so!"

There was a sneer in Tong Chengze's heart, the big sword in his hand was as light as nothing, and it was so fast that it was dazzling. If it was faster, his swordsmanship could be extremely fast.

However, at this moment, a sword shadow suddenly came out of Wang Jialiang's hand. The sword shadow was very slow, but it looked like an antelope with no trace of its horns.

Tong Chengze didn't understand what happened: "Bang!" The palm of his hand went numb suddenly, and the big sword in his hand flew out.

"Buzz!"

The whirling blade landed straight on the floor ten meters away, making an ear-splitting buzzing sound.

Immediately, Tong Chengze stood there blankly, looking at his empty hands, and a dazzling sword mark on the back of his hand, not deep or shallow, but very eye-catching.

"how is this possible??"

I didn't even see what happened, and the sword in my hand was blown away?

For a moment, he stared at the woman standing in front of him with a look of astonishment on his face.

"So fast!"

"so slow!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, from the mouths of Ke Xing and Ding Xiaoyi, both of them were full of turbulent waves in their hearts.

In Ke Xing's eyes, Cai Cai's sword was so close to the extreme that he didn't even see clearly how the sword came out.

But in his own eyes, that sword was extremely slow, so slow that the surrounding time and space were out of touch.

"rule!"

The words that both of them thought of at the same time in an instant can do this only by using the power of rules, but Wang Jialiang is only a middle-grade evil spirit, not even the peak, he has already touched the rules? ?

"No, he didn't really grasp it, it should be accidental!"

Ke Xing's expression flickered, and he kept repeating in his heart that this must be just a coincidence, and it could never be true.

"I'm sorry, I seem to have cultivated an incredible guy." Ding Xiaoyi felt a burst of ecstasy afterwards.

I just inadvertently passed the words of the bad old man to Wang Jialiang. I didn't expect that this guy had such amazing potential. The evil spirit level touched the threshold of the rules. Wouldn't it be more terrifying to break through the disaster spirit? ?

As for Mu Wandi, looking at the fairy sister standing with a sword, stars are shining in her eyes.

If she hadn't been injured, I'm afraid she couldn't help jumping up and cheering at this time, so she took out her phone and quietly turned on the recording function.

Middle-rank evil spirit, Tong Chengze who beats the top-rank evil spirit, how can he enjoy such a demeanor to himself?

As a fan of Sister Fairy, it is natural to keep such precious information.

"No, I don't believe it!"

Tong Chengze's eyes were red, he let out a strange cry, reached out and grabbed the spear, and no longer had the slightest reservation to kill the woman in front of him.

Among my peers, I have the most resources and the last background, no one can control me, how could I lose to a woman of unknown origin!

Since he used all his strength, he naturally used his best marksmanship. The whole spear suddenly moved, turning into a flash of lightning, and the surrounding air was disturbed, blurring the shadow of the spear.

The ear-piercing air explosion sounded suddenly, like a spring thunder on the flat ground, and the gun body waved like a big dragon breaking out of the void.

One inch long and one inch strong, the advantages in weapons, coupled with Tong Chengze's astonishing psionic skills, are enough to make any evil spirit-level master feel ashamed.

However, the result has never changed.

Wang Jialiang's sword edge stabbed out again. This time Ding Xiaoyi and Ke Xing, including Marvolo, all focused their attention on Wang Jialiang's slender fingers.

Ding Xiaoyi even used the power of rules to strengthen his perception, wanting to find out whether Wang Jialiang really mastered the power of rules.

Suddenly, the moment Wang Jialiang's sword stabbed out, a unique force really surrounded him.

It was a force that was completely out of touch with everything around it.

Time and space were instantly removed by the sword in his hand.

"Yes, yes, the power of rules, you can never go wrong!"

Ding Xiaoyi was excited, he can say with certainty that Wang Jialiang really mastered this rule.

Although I don't know exactly what rule power this is, but one thing is certain, Tong Chengze is about to lose.

"what!"

Sure enough, Tong Chengze screamed, his hands were dripping with blood, and the spear in his hand flew out again.

This time, Wang Jialiang didn't stop, her figure merged into this strange rule along with the sword edge, she was like an ethereal fairy in front of everyone, and the next moment she appeared in front of Tong Chengze.

"Snapped!"

The fiery slap echoed on Tong Chengze's face, causing his handsome face to swell instantly.

"This slap is for the women and children in the village!"

"Bastard!" Tong Chengze's eyes were suddenly bloodshot, and he quickly grabbed a handful of silver hooks from his side.

But as soon as Wu Gou was in his hand, he was blown away again. The bright red sword mark on the back of his hand seemed to be piercing his heart. He beat his weapon again and again, trying to tell himself that he wanted to kill him. Is it easy?

"Snapped!"

The moment the weapon flew up, the slap fell mercilessly on his right cheek again.

This time, his right eye socket made a crackling sound as if it had been shattered, and blood flowed out.

"This slap is for those soldiers!"

Wang Jialiang thought of those alliance fighters, they were at fault, but the Tong family was the culprit.

"I don't agree!"

With the iron mace in hand, he danced out a set of mace techniques, but it only reached the air, and was finally shot down by the long sword again, in exchange for a merciless slap.

"This slap, I slapped for the trade union, I only hate that the ancestors of the trade union tried their best to protect such rubbish like you!"

Suddenly, Tong Chengze's appearance changed drastically, he was extremely miserable, his hands were bloody and bloody, he struggled to resist, but the result never changed.

In exchange for only loud applause.

After being slapped countless times, Tong Chengze's consciousness became blurred.

In my mind, I still don't understand why I lost so badly.

Chapter 563: Harvest Inheritance

"We lost! We actually lost!!"

Ke Xing couldn't believe it, he almost bit off his tongue, he knew Chengze's strength, even the four generations of those families might not have Chengze's talent.

But he was actually defeated, and he was defeated by his peers. What's worse, the opponent was only a mid-level evil spirit. This is completely a fantasy. Who would believe it?

But the truth is so cruel.

Tong Chengze was lying on the ground at this time, beaten into a puddle of mud, which is already indisputable evidence.

For a moment, Ke Xing was frightened and angry. This woman, a middle-rank evil spirit, has already been able to initially use the power of rules. If she really grows up, who can be the enemy among her peers?

"Bastard, how dare you do that!!"

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he felt, Ke Xing screamed out of embarrassment, calling out a silver lotus to make a move.

Marvolo stopped him immediately, and looked at Ding Xiaoyi who had already drawn out his sword fearfully: "No, the young master is still inside, if you do it at this time, he will definitely die."

These words were like a basin of cold water, splashing on Ke Xing's head, his wrinkled cheeks were twisted to the extreme for a moment, and he stared at Wang Jialiang viciously: "No matter who you are, the trade union will never have a place for you .”

Wang Jialiang was not annoyed when he heard the words.

No matter how shameless Ke Xing's words are, he can no longer feel annoyed, because he already has his own answer in his heart.

All kinds of images flashed across his eyes. This trip to the north, one after another, touched him deeply.

From being unbelievable at the beginning, to grief and indignation, and finally venting all the squeezed anger in his heart, his mentality was like a piece of red-hot iron.

In a short period of time, it has gone through a lot of tempering.

Staring coldly at Ke Xing's face, he said without fear:

"The trade union is not your family. You really think that the trade union belongs to your Tong family. I have nothing to say, but when that day comes, even if the blood flows into rivers and you bear thousands of infamy, I will drag your Tong family away." , into, hell, hell."

Every word is convincing, although it is a female voice, it is firm and shocking, anyone can feel the resoluteness of sacrificing one's life in this passage.

This isn't a joke, more of a manifesto.

For a moment, Ke Xing's face became even more ugly, and he was determined in his heart that no matter how much he paid, he would never let this woman survive.

Otherwise, the threat to the Tong family would be too great.

"You're thinking about farting." Unexpectedly, Ding Xiaoyi retorted to Wang Jialiang with a sneer.

"What does it have to do with you whether you go to hell or not. If you want to set up the Tong family, I'm the one who will do it. If the sky is falling, I'll be the top. Why are you joining in the fun? Let's leave with the inheritance!"

Wang Jialiang was taken aback, and seemed to understand why he said that, killing geniuses in the cradle, this kind of thing is by no means new.

This is just to help him share the pressure.

The two looked at each other, they both understood each other's thoughts, Wang Jialiang simply stopped talking nonsense, stood up and walked towards the statue.

This time, the surrounding sword shadows became more dense.

But the strength of Wang Jialiang after women's clothing is very different from that before women's clothing.

Before women's clothing, he was a war scum.

After dressing up as a woman, he can explode.

The scabbard on the statue seemed to be very interested in Wang Jialiang's swordsmanship. Before he got close, it flew up, and the scabbard spewed out blue sword lights.

Every sword light cut down, treacherous and incomprehensible, tricky and weird.

Not to mention Ke Xing and Marvolo, even Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help being surprised, and found that each of these sword lights actually contained a kind of regular power, and could even split the surrounding void.

However, even so, the sword edge in Wang Jialiang's hand was still not in a hurry, the sword edge hit the ground, and there was a "bang bang bang" sound of cracking, and the city was pierced.

Her moves are very weird, sometimes she is extremely fast, but in a blink of an eye, she is extremely slow again.

Between one fast and one slow, the figure is even more ethereal.