"Shoot the arrow!"

Zhong Wuji roared.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

The sound of arrows breaking through the sky resounded through the sky, like a black black ink cloud.

Zhong Wuji widened his eyes, trying to see the other party's miserable appearance as he was shot into a sieve by countless sharp arrows. Suddenly, his head hurts violently, and his five fingers poked out from the void, easily scratching the copper helmet on his head.

boom!

Zhong Wuji suddenly felt the sky and the sky was spinning, and all the brilliance quickly retreated, turning into a dull black and white color. At the same time, a headless body appeared in front of him.

"Whose body is this? It looks familiar?" This was the last thought in Zhong Wuji's mind.

He took off Zhong Wuji's head with one hand, Wang Dong waved his hand and threw it out, hung it on the flagpole, shouting: "Your general is dead, do you still have to resist stubbornly?"

The sound was like rolling thunder, shaking the river with endless roars and echoes.

Countless Yue navy soldiers looked up and saw Zhong Wuji's bloody head. Their head suddenly roared and exploded, dazed, his eyes were horrified, but he said half of the words, and they all seemed to be stupid.

After a long time, a man with a bearded man with a commander roared angrily: "Kill him and take revenge on the general!"

As the bearded man roared, dozens of warships seemed to explode - long - wind - ♂-literary - ♂xue, ww←∽♂t, the crowd was in full swing, and the sound of killing was shocking.

Zhong Wuji's personal soldiers were red with their eyes, waving their swords and drawing their swords, and gritting their teeth and fighting.

The Lord General died on the spot, but as personal soldiers, they did not fulfill the slightest duty of guarding. Such a serious crime was enough to be executed. Therefore, even if the person in front of them was terrifying, they had to rush forward with a tough bullet.

Wang shook his head.

As soon as Zhong Wuji died, the thousands of Yue naval troops became a mess. It was obvious that it was impossible to follow the original plan and attack Gusu through water. Wang Dong had no need to kill the remaining soldiers!

Dozens of swords slashed over, and he waved his sleeves and rolled out like a flowing cloud. With the sound of gold and iron, all the swords that had attacked were shattered into countless pieces.

The king was as moving as a flying fairy, rising slowly, and a piece of goose feather fell onto the high mast like a high goose feather.

"You want to kill me?" Wang Dong's toes pointed to the mast, like a god or a banished immortal, looking down from a high place. His voice echoed on the river surface, giving people a huge and suffocating sense of oppression, not like human voices. It was more like a celestial being standing above the nine heavens.

The white clouds in the sea and the blue sky have all turned into his silhouette.

The anger gushing in the chests of thousands of Yue Kingdom naval troops, under this sound, melted and disintegrated like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun.

"I want to kill all of you thousands of soldiers. If you are on land, it will be a waste of effort!" Wang Dong smiled slightly, his eyes fell down, and he looked at the warship under his feet: "Fortunately, this is on the river, so there is no need to be so troublesome."

He paused slightly, and the mast stabbed down like a javelin, and directly pierced the warship from the deck, and quickly rushed into the river.

The hundreds of Vietnamese soldiers on the warship suddenly changed their faces, but Wang Dong smiled faintly and said, "Look, isn't it easy to deal with the thousands of you?"

"So I'll ask again now, are you choosing a life or a dead end?"

Life or death?

This is not a problem at all.

There is no need to think about it. More than 99% of the people in the world will choose the former, so the navy of Yue comes quickly and retreats slowly.

Wang Dong was already lying in a small boat again. He did not drive the small boat with his true strength, and let the light boat be stirred up by the waves of the river, and rolled up and down.

The light boat went downstream, and after encountering a rapid flow, the speed became faster and the bumps became more and more intense, as if it was about to fall apart at any time.

Wang Dong looked up at the vast sky, his eyes moved with a floating white cloud in the sky. At this moment, his thoughts seemed to have a pair of wings, flying like a blue bird and a hawk.

Flying over the vast river, wandering on the wilderness, following countless strange creatures, either still or moving, then flew towards the sky, flew to the empty white cloud, looking down from the unattainable clouds, watching the vast earth and the vast crowd.

Wang Dong was completely trapped in an extremely wonderful state.

The countless pre-Qin classics and ancient articles I have read during this period have turned into misty clouds. The sacred thoughts are flying, and his spirit is sublimated again in the flying, entering an unprecedented world.

The whole world became extremely agile in an instant, full of mysterious vitality, and filled with mysterious Zen and Taoist meanings that are indescribable.

The thought became Wang Dong's other pair of eyes. He could see every pattern on the trees, flowers and plants, and feel the vitality contained in it.

He could even feel the flow of the river water from the light boat, where the undercurrents came from and where they died, and could sense the leaping and cruising under the turbulent river.

Wang Dong suddenly became interested and his thoughts were placed on a swimming fish.

Then, he seemed to have really turned into a fish, and could feel the fish's emotions. Although they were subtle and far less rich than human emotions, they were real.

In the end, Wang Dong's thoughts sank into the sea of ​​consciousness and were placed on the bronze door.

In an instant, his thoughts extended infinitely and entered an ethereal realm.

Then, like painting, a clear river suddenly appeared in the ethereal world. The river was surrounded by green grass, and a girl in water-green clothes stood Tingting.

This girl's beautiful appearance may not be considered stunning, but her whole body is harmonious, exuding a breath of coexistence with heaven and man and nature, and is extremely clear and clear.

The girl held a bamboo stick in her hand, as if she had noticed it, suddenly raised the bamboo stick into the void and cut out a "sword" without the slightest breath of fireworks!

Wang Dong's thoughts instantly returned to his body.

His face paled for a moment, and then he slowly recovered. Only then did Wang Dong realize what he had done just now.

The soul is out of body!

The three flowers of the human body, essence, energy, and spirit!

Yuan Jing, Yuan Qi, Yuan Shen!

Anyone has these three flowers, but it does not mean that anyone can use them. The practice of martial arts is a process of sublimation, and thus achieves all kinds of things that are incredible to ordinary people.

Many Taoist books have records of the out-of-body out of the body. A successful practitioner of Taoism can even return safely with the soul, traveling to Taixu, Taiyin, Sun, Yinghuo, etc.!

In the past, Wang Dong just listened to this as a myth, but now it seems that he may not be able to do it.

Of course he knew who he had just seen in the void. It was A Qing, a Yue girl who had brought his soul to A Qing, and not only saw her, but also her divine sword without any stains. (To be continued...)

ps:  The third update! This chapter is difficult to write and it is also mysterious. Don’t think it’s exaggerated. This book is martial arts. It is impossible for a simple force to destroy the world with one punch. That’s unrealistic, so I have lifted it to an extremely high level of spiritual positioning.
Chapter completed!