Chapter 2195： Tiandao Horse Week

He didn't notice the coldness in Ma Zhou's eyes.

Ma Zhou waved his skinny, old-spotted arms to block, and the weak qi was weak and pitiful compared to Wang Dajin's metallic qi.

Puff! A blade of light flashed, and a sound of severing flesh broke out in the room.

Wang Dajin's palm broke and fell to the ground. The cut was extremely smooth and flat, as if it had been divided by a sharp weapon.

"Impossible... you old and immortal... how can you have such a strong sword spirit?"

"Obviously you don't have a knife... impossible..." Wang Dajin grinned in pain, staring at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Ma Zhou, the most insignificant in the entire school, was so strong that he cut off his palm in a face.

But even the knife didn't use it.

Ma Zhou showed gaped teeth, he hehe smiled and said, "Who said there is no knife?

I am a knife, an old knife that has been hidden for a hundred years! "

"Originally, I didn't plan to make a move. After all, there is no hope in this broken school. What if you kill all the assholes?

It's just a new batch of borers coming here to eat. "

"Hey! I didn't expect a kid Yue Chen to come. I think he is good. My old knife is useless. I can only remove some obstacles for him and smooth the road."

"Don't be uncomfortable, your kid, I killed the Demon Race powerhouse and the Sea Race powerhouse before the Heavenly Sword Horse Week. It is your honor to kill you this **** today!"

Tiandao Horse Week?

Upon hearing this name, Wang Dajin's pupils shrank suddenly, remembering a rumor.

Tiandao Horse Week was the most amazing person among the first generation of students when the Zhongzhou Advanced Martial Arts School was founded.

In the early Zhongzhou Advanced Martial Arts School, the God of War was personally in charge, and there were also many talented students among the students, and the students who lived to the present were the beginnings of the Warlord.

There are even two or three old ghosts who have become warriors and their status is respected.

The Heavenly Sword Horse Zhou was the first genius who had the ability to dominate the crowd at the time.

But later I heard that it even caused the devil's jealousy.

In a battle, he died in the hands of the Demon God, and the long knife was broken by the Demon God's punch, turned into bits and pieces, and pierced into the horse's body.

The pubic area, heart, and major acupuncture points were all blocked by fragments of the knife and died suddenly on the spot.

A generation of Tianjiao also fell.

As for the now extremely decadent old man Ma Zhou, no one regards him as a genius back then. After all, one is an old man Huya, without the slightest dignity, being called around.

One is the proud son of heaven, who overwhelms all geniuses.

There is no comparison at all.

Only then did Wang Dajin understand that the old man who had been making things difficult and oppressing him all the time was such a terrifying existence.

"Impossible. There were hundreds of people who saw you being pierced into your heart and dantian by the fragments of a knife.

Wang Dajin said in panic, his body began to tremble, and his breathing became much faster.

Faced with a legendary character, even with his arrogant character, he can't help but feel a little scared.

A trace of nostalgia flashed through Ma Zhou's eyes, as if he thought of the days when he overpowered the heroes.

There was a smile and reluctance at the corner of his mouth, and he calmly said: "Indeed, the fragments of the knife are firmly embedded in my body. Even the old man of the God of War said that if I take it out, I will die. If I take it out, I can't practice in this life. ."

"However, even if I can't cultivate true energy, can't I still cultivate sword energy?"

"It took a hundred years, these knives have been completely integrated into me, I am just a knife!"

After all, his true qi moves on his body, but the trajectory of true qi moves is quite different for ordinary people.

Most people's qi flows through the limbs and a hundred skeletons, and merges into the dantian.

However, his true qi is in its own system, with seventeen fragments intertwined with each other, which additionally opens up a new way of cultivation.

Now his whole person's true air flow is more like a normal knife than a person! Apart from the amazing talent, there is no second word to describe Ma Zhou.

To re-create a path of the meridian movement is not to create a new exercise method, there are other reference objects for reference.

It is completely original to create a cultivation system that only suits him.

The true energy turns into sword energy, and the killing ability is extremely powerful.

Of course, this method of cultivation also has profound drawbacks.

The first is the realm. A hundred years ago, he was the Battle Venerable, but he is still the Battle Venerable, and he hasn't improved his true Qi.

This means that even if he cultivates to the point where he can slash the emperor with a sword, and even realizes the law, his life span and physical strength will not increase.

In the confrontation between the strong, it is extremely disadvantaged.

Therefore, Ma Zhou's body is extremely degraded and has always been sickly.

"Old thing, whether you are a man or a knife, go to death for me!"

Wang Dajin's eyes were full of horror, but his desire to survive still defeated fear.

A golden long stick appeared in his hand, holding the stick in one hand, and smashing it towards Ma Zhou's head.

For him, there is hope to fight back.

Ma Zhou's body is weak, and if he can crush Ma Zhou's head, it is still possible to fight back.

Whoosh! The sword energy erupted from Ma Zhou's hands, and before the long stick fell, it turned into two consecutive stages.

Wang Dajin's fat body also collapsed suddenly, and his eyes were full of incredible.

But the body has been divided into dozens of pieces, scattered all over the place! "It's really bad luck, I almost got the old man on me!"

Ma Zhou was disgusted, and once again returned to his dying appearance.

When Yue Chen and the others pushed away the financial office, Ma Zhouzheng looked at the accounts and cursed: "It's too dark. I said how this guy took away the anti-drug pill I kept. That thing is not worth any money."

"It turns out that a secret place of Poison Valley appeared in Liaozhou, which caused the price of Anti-Drug Pill to skyrocket. You didn't even give me a penny. You deserve your death!"

After seeing Yue Chen, Ma Zhou bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Hehe, President Yue Chen, are you here?"

Yue Chen looked at the fragments of the corpse on the ground, the knife edge was extremely smooth and smooth, if it weren't for the extreme proficiency of a certain weapon, he would definitely not be able to do it.

He looked at Ma Zhou's trembling hands, as if they had Parkinson's. Even if he didn't do anything, Ma Zhou's hands were always trembling, and they didn't look like they could kill.

"How is this going?"

Yue Chen asked.

Ma Zhou shook his head helplessly, with a compassionate look. If he changed his clothes, he could go to preside over the funeral.

"Young man, I'm so irritated to listen to advice!"

"I told him that President Yue Chen asked him to resign, but he refused to leave, so I took out the evidence of his usual corruption."

"Unexpectedly, his conscience found that he felt that he had done too much and would have to apologize on the spot. I couldn't persuade him."

"My old bone is not his opponent. I dare not say anything, I can only watch him beat myself to death!"