With a bang, the unmanned war horse fell to the ground weakly. The huge depression on the horse's head made people shudder. The headless corpse was pressed under the horse's body along with the fall of the war horse, and the blood sprayed out from the erect neck sprinkled throughout the horse's body.

Wang Zhong, who was standing next to the horse's body, stretched out his right hand and pointed to the sword, pointing at the soldiers who came with Wu Hui. His eyes burst out of cold light were like two sharp swords, which deeply penetrated the minds of the soldiers. For a moment, the needle fell and could be heard.

Several soldiers looked at this scene in disbelief, as if they were a few dry ducks. They could not believe that they were just about to see the scene of whipping the servants. How could they become headless corpses in the blink of an eye? All this made them feel like they were in a dream and didn't know what to do for a moment?

There are also people in the wine shop. The street of Yu's sword casting house is far away from the downtown area, because the sound of ironwork will affect the people around you. Only a cheap and affordable wine shop is open here.

At this moment, the usually lively restaurant was cut off. When everyone who heard the sound saw this scene, they felt a cool air rising from under their feet, freezing the whole person...

A soft "dong" sound, the sound of the head falling to the ground woke everyone up. The first person to react was the waiter in the winery. When the frightened guy turned around, he used all his strength to shout, "Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, and Kill, as soon as he finished shouting, he hid in the kitchen, and a ping-pong sound came, which obviously damaged a lot of kitchen utensils.

But no one paid attention to these things at this time. The diners woke up as if they were dreaming after the waiter shouted. Then someone shouted, and they all rolled and crawled towards the back door of the restaurant.

They want to escape here as soon as possible, and staying for a second longer will suffocate them. For ordinary people, the only emotion that can work when they see the murder scene with their own eyes is fear, and they will applaud. They will applaud. They will only appear in novels, even if they are killed, the soldier whom they hate extremely...

The sound of the wine shop also awakened many soldiers, but their reaction was different from that of ordinary people. After all, when they were doing something, they were licking blood on their heads. Seeing Wang Zhong killing them, Wang Er, who was leading the lead, felt his eyes were congested and shouted angrily: "This bitch who killed Wu Hui must be the remnant of the previous dynasty. The brothers took the lead and killed him with his dog head to sacrifice to Brother Wu!"

With this shout, the soldiers around Wang Er were shouting: "Kill!" Following Wang Er, he rode his horses towards Wang Zhong, and the sound of horse hooves when the six mechanical war horses charged forward together sounded like drum beats. The six horses in the short five-meter-distance charge created a momentum like thousands of troops!

Wang Zhong pointed like a sword, and was indifferent to the soldiers who were charging forward, but in his body, the qi that was swelling made a buzzing sound like a tide. Obviously, the qi has been moved to the extreme by him. As long as the soldiers rushed to the front of him, they would send a fatal blow!

At this moment, a shadow fell from the sky, covering all the soldiers and Wang Zhong who were charging forward. Wang Zhong only felt that the extremely dangerous aura came from behind him. This was a kind of intuition about danger that he naturally developed after he understood the state of mind of the warrior.

But knowing in advance does not mean being able to avoid it. Before he could do anything, he felt a heavy head and darkness in front of him, and he lost consciousness...

"It hurts so much..." Wang Zhong moaned in the dim cell and sat up slowly, feeling his whole body disintegrating. After his eyes adapted to the dim light around him, he looked around at his current situation.

The entrance to the eye is a five-meter-square cell. The three sides of the cell are stone-cast walls. Facing Wang Zhong, it is a wall composed of iron pillars as thick as an adult's arms. A large number of straw poles are laid on the floor of the cell.

There is a two-foot-long air outlet at the top of the wall facing Wang Zhong. The dusk sunlight shines in from the exhaust port, making the entire cell a layer of dim light, lengthening the figure, and the entire cell gives people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

After looking at the cell, Wang Zhong breathed a sigh of relief. It was not a death row. The Huawu Empire had two types of cells. One was the cell where the suspect was imprisoned, and the other was the cell where the death row was. Because of the custom, the dead were the most important, and the people who were about to die were generally treated kindly.

Therefore, the cells of death row prisoners are very spacious and comfortable, while the suspect needs to create a terrifying atmosphere to achieve the goal of breaking through human defense.

Although I don’t understand why I committed the death penalty (according to the imperial law, killing a sergeant for no reason should be divided by a penalty without interrogation), I was still imprisoned in the suspect’s cell, but it is naturally a good thing to be alive. After all, only by living can you have hope of revenge.

Understanding that he would not die for the time being, Wang Zhong first paid attention to his physical condition. He sat on the ground and exerted his strength, and his heart immediately sank to the bottom.

He only felt that as the Qi was moving, a biting pain came from the place where the Qi was moving. He was so painful that he could not stop and could only stop. This situation was not much better than killing him.

Since the top martial arts of Xinwu were lost a thousand years ago, Qiwu has begun to be separated from Xinwu and is unique. Its core is the word Qijin. Even though it emerged five hundred years ago, Yuwu, as the mainstream martial arts, is now no particular difference from Qiwu practice in the early stages, and Qijin is respected.

The so-called Qi and energy refer to the fact that during the exercise, a person will have heat coming from his limbs, bones, blood and muscles, and then discharged from the surface of his body. If this heat can be concentrated and eroded the body, it will develop people's potential. In turn, a strong body will also make this heat stronger.

Qiwu is the carrier of various incredible power that makes people's pores tighten, lock the heat, and strengthen them while constantly tempering their bodies.

Today's martial arts are divided into seventh grade and third level, each level is a great realm, and each level is divided into upper, influential and non-influential. These seventh grade martial arts use the degree of qi and energy as a benchmark.

If the fifth grade is below, the qi and force cannot run around the body and circulate continuously. If the third grade is below, the qi and force cannot form a circulation of the heaven and earth outside. If the great power of heaven and earth is used to bless yourself, the qi and force cannot shake the void and travel between the slightest strokes.

On the premise that the martial arts are not in the fifth grade, the energy cannot circulate in the body like the Yangtze River. Generally, only when the qi and blood flow through the movement of the mind can it be used by people.

At this time, if the body is damaged and the Qi and energy cannot be unobstructed when it is running, then there is no possibility of continuing to practice. This is the case with Wang Zhong now.

Although in such a situation, Wang Zhong still quickly adjusted his mentality. After experiencing the spiritual baptism just now, Wang Zhong was able to remain calm in the face of change. Although in theory, he almost cut off the road ahead, he still refused to give up. After all, the road was made by himself, not by others.

After adjusting his mentality, Wang Zhong put his hand into his arms and took out the split jade pendant. This was the most likely solution to him.

As soon as he took it out, his eyes were sucked by the jade pendant and he could no longer leave. He saw that this jade pendant, which was usually like a stubborn stone, was emitting a faint green light, and there were still faint blood marks on the jade pendant.

After he killed Wu Hui, part of the blood splashed out of the headless corpse was sprayed on his chest. He didn't care at first, but he didn't expect that he would accidentally open the treasure house that Wang Zhong had been wearing on his body!

A thunder exploded in Wang Zhong's mind. He instantly held his breath and shouted in his heart: "This is, Xue Jishi?!"

The so-called Blood Reincarnation Stone is a kind of strange stone. Wang Zhong liked to read the strange stories collected in the sect in the Qingyun Sect the most, and there were detailed books about this kind of stone.

This strange stone usually does not show any mountains or water, and after being contaminated with blood, it will emit light. At this time, if the blood-stone is aimed at a flat desktop, it will not take long to record everything on the flat desktop.

When someone once again stains the blood-rewarding stone and puts the stone in front of him, everything on the table will be reflected into the person's mind! This kind of stone is mostly used for inheritance and means blood inheritance, so it is called the Blood-rewarding stone.

Wang Zhong was shocked and was ecstatic! Because this kind of thing was only used a thousand years ago, the top-level Xinwu inheritance. Now Wang Zhong's situation is that he is basically dead end to Qiwu, and practicing Xinwu can be said to be the brightest path in the dark!

After calming down his excitement, Wang Zhong looked around and found that there was no one outside the prison door, and it was impossible for anyone to pay attention to him for the time being, so he couldn't wait to put the Blood Stone in front of him. Immediately, a ray of green light burst out from the pendant, and rushed into his mind from his eyes. He saw something stored in the pendant for thousands of years...

I traveled thousands of miles across the Middle Earth, fought against all major sects, and killed 341 masters of all sects. There was no enemy that could be defeated. However, I finally lost to the destiny of heaven and lived for 300 years and have been old.

I was unwilling to accept that I integrated what I learned throughout my life and created this method of cutting the seal in order to defy the heavens and change my destiny, but I failed to do it. Alas, I finally joined the younger generation and inherited what I learned. I should learn what I did and pursue the endless and long-lived method. If I could do it, I would sacrifice this method to my spirit to comfort my last wish...

"This is, the Evil Emperor Stone Xuan?!" Seeing this, Wang Zhong felt that a big pie fell from the sky, and the happiness that came to his face almost knocked him unconscious...
Chapter completed!