Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Wang Xiao was already a divine figure in the hearts of all the people. He was punched out of the wall by this young man, and the sword wind that had originally rolled into Rosenfeld also broke away.

The crowd also saw this scene tremble, and it was strange in their hearts.

Listening to the tone of this young man, does he seem to know Rosen? Want to bail him out?

Who knew that the youth had done this, but looked at Luo Zheng coldly and flew towards the sword wall.

Wang Xiaoli worked hard to earn money in the mountain wall for a while and then drilled out of it.

The wrinkled face was filled with a fierce smell. He glanced at Luo Zheng severely and then brushed his sleeve.

It can be seen that Wang Xiaoxiao was reluctant to swallow Luo Xuan, but the young man had already warned him, and Wang Xiao knew the consequences of his hand on Luo Xuan now, and could only do so for a short time.

Anyone can tell, Wang Xiao will never stop.

Those white robe youths did not leave with Wang Xiao, and the last white robe youths floated towards Luo Zheng, staring at Luo Zheng's face with a strange smile, “You're finished, you know? If you leave now, you will surely be hunted by the king's flag master. If you cross the sword wall, you will also die. Hey hey hey...”

The young man in the white robe is the one who just made fun of Wang Ze.

Luo Zheng glanced coldly at the young man in the white robe and said: "Since they are all dead, what's the point of talking such nonsense to me? ”

“Because you entered the sword wall, you might have to ask me to do it myself. I'm not the kind of crap Wang Ze is. You might as well die on me," the young man in the white robe laughed.

The corner of Luo's mouth was slightly curled. These people were really crazier than one, and he sneered: “My life has always been here. If I had the ability to take it away, it's just that I don't think you and Wang Ze's kind of trash are ordinary or qualified! ”

The white robe young man's eyes glistened a little cold, but thinking about Wang Xiao's fate, he finally restrained himself, “A rascal slut like you can't survive three days inside the sword wall, I hope you can come in soon, remember my name, my name is Zhao Hao! ”

When he was dressed, he had to leave with the other white robe youths, who looked at Rosen with an indifferent eye. In their hearts, Rosen was truly the same as the dead, but died prematurely and late.

“Wait!” Luo Zheng suddenly called out.

Zhao Hao turned his head and looked at Luo Zheng strangely. “What other last words do you have? If you beg forgiveness, the king of flags will not let you go. Naturally, we cannot let you go. ”

“What's your name?” Ro asked.

“Zhao Hao,” replied Zhao Hao.

“What?” asked Rosen.

“My name is Zhao...” Zhao Hao answered normally and finally understood that Luo Zheng seemed to be playing himself.

Rosenfeld's face revealed a slight apology, "Sorry, I don't remember very well, I don't usually remember the name of the waste. ”

Everyone beneath the sword wall immediately burst into laughter.

Yue Baicheng and Qiuyi and other disciples of the palace were also holding back from laughing. Lai Hua Bei whispered, “I can't see how Brother Luo Xuan would make such a fool of people...”

“You, die!” Zhao Hao's face was stained with red.

Other white robe youth also reveal Sen Sen's killing intentions. Every time they come to maintain the order of the sword wall, there is a spectacle. This time not only Wang Ze was killed by this person, but also so humiliated, how can they endure it?

When Zhao Hao's momentum surged, he had to do it here. The young man in the white robe next to him pulled him and said: “Zhao Hao, Lord Lu just did it, we can't kill him here. ”

The status of mainland Chinese people who had previously taken action against Wang Xiao was superior, definitely not the presence that these white robe youth can provoke.

“Don't be impulsive, when he gets into the sword wall, we have a hundred ways to kill him," another young white robe glanced at Rosen and laughed coldly.

Upon hearing this, Luo Zheng smiled and looked at the young man in the white robe and asked: "I wonder what your name is? ”

The young man in the white robe was about to answer, thinking of the mockery of Luo Zheng before, his face slightly heaved, humming, these young men in the white robe flew away.

It was only after these men left that Lorenzo slowed down from the sky.

Wang Shaoqi watched his brother get killed and Wang Xiao retreated. He is also looking gray now. He is trying to sneak away with his own people. Luo Zheng suddenly said: “You, wait a minute. ”

Wang Shaoqi shook his shoulder, turned his head and asked vaguely: “What, what...”

Those he brought also looked fearful, Luo Zheng this monster even Wang Ze and others casually killed, where are these people qualified to challenge Luo Zheng?

Luo Zheng stared at Wang Shaoqi and asked, "How well does your sword fortune fit with eternal sincerity? ”

Wang Shaoqi thought that Luo Xuan would not let go of himself. I didn't expect Luo Xuan to ask about this. He replied without thinking, “Two, twenty percent...”

“Only 20%?” Rosen's eyebrows flashed slightly.

This fitness is very low. Although the Big Sword cannot measure fitness, it can be roughly deduced according to the sincerity of the first recitation.

Like Luo Zheng, the compatibility is ten percent, like Qiuyi and Moon Baicheng, you can read more than 4,000 words at a time, their compatibility is about 40%, probably even higher.

This young royal master's talent is low enough to be only 20%.

Even if Wang Shaoqi is placed in the Dao Sword Palace, he can only be regarded as a mediocre talent.

The other disciples of the school palace heard this, their hearts jumped slightly, and they immediately understood the meaning of Rosenberg.

With the gift of Luosheng, this sword wall is simply a nail on the board. The disciples of the Academy Palace have no doubt, but where are the others? Qiuyi and Moon Baicheng may be able to survive, but I'm afraid dozens of other disciples of the Academic Palace will find it difficult.

But Wang Shaoqi fits only 20%. He also wants to cross the sword wall, either indicating that the difficulty of the sword wall is very low, or indicating that there are other ways to make up for the fit...

“Only 20% of the time, it should be difficult to cross the sword wall. Do I look sure?” Rosen asked again.

Wang Shaoqi nodded, “I also spent many years practicing sword luck eternal sincerity. With my fitness, it is indeed difficult to cross the sword wall, but there is not only one way to get the sword wall recognition. ”

The sword wall has stood here for so long, as a screening barrier, there will be many willing people to drill, and the palace of the day also turned a blind eye to this, so many crooked doors appeared.

“What other way?” Rosen stared at Wang Shaoqi and asked.

Wang Shaoqi's eyes glistened, swallowed up, and Luo Zheng sipped a sip: “Say it! ”