Chapter 85: The Warrior Three Hundred Years Ago

Over the closed private golf course in the back mountain of the Kong family, Kong Wenhao flew directly over a distance of more than 300 meters at a low altitude and landed slowly.

"It's still not possible." Kong Wenhao, who was no longer old and became more energetic, shook his head and said, "It seems that as you said, we still have to pick up the weapons."

Dongfang Yijian’s understanding of the cultivation world is far better than that of Kong Wenhao. Since they reached the level of innate level seven warrior with Wen Tao’s help, they have never left. The two of them discussed and studied together. Even if they had no breakthrough at this time, they would not have to worry about their life span within two hundred years, so they could naturally study it with all their heart.

Dongfang Yijian said: "At this time, the true energy in our bodies has almost been transformed into true energy and spiritual energy. Short-distance flight is not a big problem. However, if you want to speed up and fly for a long time, you have to learn to learn how to refine your own flying swords and other magic weapons to fly with your sword."

Kong Wenhao also nodded, and the two walked to the wooden table and chairs where tea had been prepared: "I always feel that this is mainly because of the lack of true energy and spiritual energy in our bodies. If there is enough true energy and spiritual energy, flying is not difficult." As he said, Kong Wenhao took a sip of tea and sighed: "Talk about it, your fortune is really good. Things that I didn't dare to imagine in my dreams are now almost in front of us, soaring in the sky!!!"

Although Kong Wenhao and Dongfang Yijian cannot fly for a long time now, they who have reached the Dan Condensation Stage themselves know that this is only a matter of time.

"Only Mr. Wen can have such supernatural powers." Dongfang Yijian was sure at this time that Wen Tao was the mysterious Mr. Wen. Of course, they saw Mr. Wen as having lived for countless years.

"Well" Kong Wenhao nodded and was about to say something, but suddenly felt a kind of pressure, a strong pressure.

Dongfang Yijian also stood up suddenly and his sword eyebrows were raised.

Like the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon or like a long rainbow, Wang Ao, who stepped on the sword, was standing in front of Dongfang Yijian and Kong Wenhao in a blink of an eye, holding Wang Botao who had shrunk into a ball in his hand. The long sword under his feet still hid in his body when Wang Ao landed on the ground.

In the world of cultivation, flying with swords is an entry-level skill, just like children needing to learn to walk. But in the secular world, flying with swords is definitely a shocking thing.

Even in the martial arts world, sword-handling flight has become a legend. It was once more than 300 years ago. The innate level seven warrior flying with sword-handling is the biggest sign. When it comes to the innate level seven warrior, he is already at the threshold of entering the Tao with martial arts and is already considered half a cultivator.

However, if no one is given to those who enter the Taoist Taoism, the future will be more and more difficult. In the era when there were many innate level seven warriors more than 300 years ago, most people will die in the end, and it will be difficult to go to a higher level.

Dongfang Yijian and Kong Wenhao are both over 100 years old, and both of them are already innate level seven warriors at this time, so they are still calm at this time.

However, after Wang Ao fell down, he looked at Dongfang Yijian and Kong Wenhao, and was a little surprised: "You are the kids of the Kong family and the Dongfang family. I really didn't expect that three hundred years ago, it would be difficult for a warrior to break through the innate level 7. Today, three hundred years later, in such a thin spiritual energy, there are still people in Kong family and the Dongfang family who can break through this hurdle, okay, okay, okay."

Wang Ao nodded and said three good things in a row.

"I don't blame me for being your opponent." As he said that, he threw Wang Botao aside.

Seeing his outfit, Dongfang Yijian and Kong Wenhao were already shocked. They were obviously dressed in the Qing Dynasty. They spoke well, but they were also neat and neat.

"I wonder if you are your senior?" Kong Wenhao bowed and asked.

Wang was as proud as his name, standing proudly: "You younger generations are not worthy of asking me for my name. Now give you two ways, immediately let go of the attack on the Wang family, cut off one arm, and hand over the doctor named Wen Tao, otherwise I won't blame me for being ruthless under the sword."

What kind of person are Dongfang Yijian and Kong Wenhao? Although the people in front of them are so powerful that they only have in their lives. Dongfang Yijian has also seen cultivators, but the people in front of them give them more feeling and pressure because he is a warrior.

A warrior who has reached the point of flying with swords is obviously an old man from the Wang family. When did the Wang family have such a powerful figure?

The Wang family declined faster than other families back then. Judging from this person's dress, he was a person two or three hundred years ago because of his strength.

"Senior, so majestic!" Dongfang Yijian said coldly: "Don't talk about us now, even if we are just ordinary warriors, how could we be as our predecessors said? If that were the case, we would not be worthy of being descendants of the Dongfang and Kong families."

When they heard that Wen Tao was involved, the two were even more cautious. They were not the kind of person who was threatened by others, but they also knew the situation in front of them. As for the suppression of the Wang family, they naturally knew, although it was just something that happened yesterday.

This incident came from Shuxin Clinic and was written by Wen Tao. The other party counted this matter on both of them and did not explain much.

Kong Wenhao also smiled and said, "Although we are not rivals of seniors, we will have no regrets to die in battle if we meet an expert like senior."

They chose to fight, but Wang Ao admired it very much: "Okay, it's great that the Kong family and the Dongfang family can have descendants like you, so let's do it!"

"Slow" Kong Wenhao was still calm in the face of a strong enemy: "Senior, aren't you looking for Doctor Wen? You can ask someone to inform him now, and then it's not too late to discuss with him."

As he said that, Kong Wenhao pressed the telephone next to him. This was the communicator between him and Kong Jie. On a separate channel, Kong Wenhao no longer cared about other things and only contacted Kong Jie. It was a private custom-made phone call, and it was just buckled on the edge of his clothes, which was a bit like a special agent equipment.

"Old ancestor, he is the phone number. He can notify people thousands of miles away. He cannot let him notify Wen Tao, otherwise he should run away!!" Wang Botao saw it and shouted quickly. He was afraid that the antique ancestor would not recognize the phone number.

"Shut up" Wang Aodong didn't move. A sword energy hit Wang Botao like a wooden stake, knocking him away a few meters, and it was difficult to speak any further. Wang Ao was very unhappy with this unsuccessful descendant who had become a eunuch, and he had the heart to kill him. Wang Ao had his arrogance, he was a super warrior, so he was naturally not a cliché to plot against. Grasping the big direction was enough!

Kong Wenhao just notified Wentao to prepare and even came to save them. As for running, although he had a short time with Wentao, Kong Wenhao did not think Wentao would run. However, they were not sure whether Wentao could defeat the person in front of him.

"Haha" Luo Zhenfeng smiled happily as he watched the tsunami that had just staggered back at night.

"I told you a long time ago that Dr. Wen is a monster. I could defeat him if I was slightly injured when fighting with me a few days ago. It's only been a few days ago, and the situation has changed. Do you think your Nascent Soul has become a ox, now you know it's amazing."

Haixiao didn't even have the strength to talk to Luo Zhenfeng. He took some medicine from Yanlin and then returned to his place to continue recuperation.

"Completed" Luo Zhenfeng placed all the medicines that had just been entered in the clinic, clapped his hands and prepared to leave. Today, Wen Tao's injuries did not heal immediately. After the consultation was over, he went up to treat it. Luo Zhenfeng had no new experimental subjects. After finishing it, he was ready to drive out for a fun time.

"Don't leave for now." Before he could leave, Yanlin smiled and said, "Doctor Wen said that after you put these drugs, you will have to make some of the drugs you use."

"Ah" Luo Zhenfeng was in great pain when he heard this. Some of the drugs they used were some of the medicines in the cultivation world, and some of them needed to constantly use spiritual energy to cooperate when they were prepared. They could rest in a short time and get off work early and become empty again.

Upstairs, Wen Tao, wearing a silver needle, was lying on the bed. He rarely slept now.

Now that I am injured, it is rare to rest in a sleeping position. At this time, the injuries in my body have healed 50%. One night tonight, plus one day tomorrow, it should be healed.

My recovery ability is much stronger than Luo Zhenfeng and Haixiao and others, but my body's special nature cannot use medicine. No matter how good the spiritual elixir is, it will become an ordinary small medicine when it comes to Wen Tao, and its use is limited.

Only his own acupuncture technique can have some effect, otherwise Wen Tao would not dare to work hard to train himself so hard.

After this period of training, Wen Tao's strength has increased significantly. If this continues, it will be stable for a while to trigger Luo Zhenfeng's small heavenly tribulation. It will not be a problem when the power is improved again.

Just as Wen Tao was quietly thinking about his feelings during the battle and experiencing the changes in his body. When he was lying on the bed to recover from his injuries, the phone suddenly rang.

Not many people knew about Wen Tao’s phone number, so they picked it up and took it and looked at Kong Jie.

When the phone was connected, Kong Jie explained the situation as quickly as possible, and Wen Tao slowly sat up from the bed.
Chapter completed!