Chapter 241: The night is long, and I am the night watchman from now on
The inky black sword blade slashed down, directly smashing the spatial barrier constructed by the Leaf Dome's ability.
This is the Night Emperor, even if he only has an instinctive swing of the sword, even if he is not holding a famous sword, he still has such a power to cut through everything.
The scorching lava pillar erupted like a volcano underground, and the leaf dome that stepped on the space block teleported to dodge, passing by the Night Emperor who swept through the air.
The two staggered at close range, and the moment they met each other, Ye Qiong suddenly trembled, and he was faced with the long sword that continued to swing and entangle Mo Ze, as well as a drop of ...... Tears.
Yes, the Night Emperor who was transformed into a person who commanded according to the program system, the Night Emperor who was wrapped in white bandages and did not look like a human or a ghost, and the Night Emperor whose emotionless and gray eyes were shedding tears.
Ye Qiong's mental stimulation was in a trance, and he couldn't do all the dodging moves, so he could only watch the ink-colored long sword fall down his head!
The pupils contracted here, and the moment the breath of death came, a series of pictures came to mind-
Seven years ago, the fifth and fifth floors of the city were promoted.
A wooden sword slashed down awe-inspiring through the wind, quickly slashing the flying Ye Qiong to the ground.
Xiao Yeqiong covered the stomach of the hit, lay on the ground in embarrassment, and gasped: "Suck - master, you are too hard." β
"Remember the lesson." The scrawny old man shook his head and said hatefully, "You have mastered the basics of seeing and hearing, and you should be able to judge the dodge method from the dynamics of my muscles and the angle of swinging the sword, and then fight back." If you had had had a real enemy in an affair, or if my sword had been replaced with an iron one, you would have died here just now. β
"Didn't I know you wouldn't really be ruthless! Let's be glad to receive such a confidant apprentice as me. Ye Qiong squeezed his eyes and smiled easily.
"It seems that you still have to remember for a long time, and use your body to remember the pain and shame of being slashed by a sword as a swordsman!" The old man sighed, and the wooden sword wrapped around the faint armed color domineering and sharp, and slashed towards Ye Qiong.
"No, it's real!" Ye Qiong fled for his life.
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The fifth level of Extremely Cold Hell.
"The night flows, and the long night is accompanied only by the sword. If you want to master the sword school, you must endure the loneliness and loneliness of the night, no matter when, the heart and the sword in your hand must be as deep as the night, indifferent, and unpredictable. The old man looked at the wind and snow in the darkness and explained the mysteries.
"Isn't it that I can't see anything clearly, compared to the darkness, my heart is still biased towards the light." Ye Qiong shrugged.
"You kid, you haven't reached that point yet, wait until you reach 'cutting iron' and then listen to my artistic conception."
"Master, wait a little longer, when the right time comes, I will definitely bring you to see the light of day again."
"Okay, I'll wait."
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On the eve of escaping from prison.
The old man sat lonely on the back hill of the fifth floor, his rusty iron sword lying beside him, he was silent, like a petrified sculpture.
Ye Qiong stepped forward, sat down next to the old man, and said with a little excitement, "Everything is ready, it's up to you to give it a go tomorrow!" β
The old man nodded and affirmed, "With your strength, you will definitely be able to break out of the encirclement and leave here." β
Ye Qiong suddenly looked at the old man, and stopped talking. The old man picked up the long sword next to him, flicked his fingers, and with a groan, the specks of rust fell off one after another.
The old man smiled, "Say, what do you want to tell me?" β
"Master, you ...... Don't you want to go out? β
"To be honest, I've been here for half a century, and I'm still a little reluctant to leave suddenly." The old man stroked the long sword and smiled, "I thought it was true, the obscure old man died in that dark cell." But your appearance is really like a ray of light. β
"Of course you won't! You also have to go to the outside world, so that those who are your former enemies and admirers can take a good look at it, the Night Emperor is still alive! Ye Qiong was slightly excited.
The old man shook his head, was silent for a moment, and finally handed over the long sword, Ye Qiong was stunned for a moment, and took it with both hands.
Then, he said, "I am too old to lift a sword in my body and wrists, so I am no longer worthy of the so-called name 'Night Emperor.'"
From today onwards, you are the Night Emperor. The night is long, and I will be the night watchman.
My sword is inherited by you, and it will also open the last path for you. β
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The long sword hung above the tip of Ye Qiong's nose, not half a minute down, but at the last critical moment, Ye Qiong held it with one hand, manipulated the surrounding space to compress, and stopped the movements of the Night Emperor's body.
"Master, I'm so unlucky." Ye Qiong smiled, his eyes were almost wet, "I didn't take you out of the Advance City and let you open the way for me, it's my unfilial piety!" β
"It is my unfilial piety to let you give up holding the sword for me and hold the sword again for me!"
"I didn't finish your teaching, and I was almost injured by the sword blade again, it's my unfilial piety!"
"It's my unfilial piety to let you bear such a ridiculous fate!"
With a whimper in his voice, Ye Qiong, who was already in tears, finally stared at the Night Emperor, the spatial ability gradually operated, and the ROOM space enveloped the Night Emperor, and then the external barrier condensed little by little, turning to the inky black luster.
"You will always be the Night Emperor, I am the Night Watchman!"
"Goodbye, MasterβSpace, Silence."
The palms of the hands were clenched, and the inky ROOM space was shattered inch by inch under the squeezing, and even without making a sound, it was reduced to a small black hole, rotating and shrinking, and finally tending to nothingness, leaving no trace of silence.
Only a detached long sword fell from the void and was tightly caught by Ye Qiong.
The tears stopped, his dark eyes turned to indifference, the crazy and rich killing intent was condensing, but he was more calm and calm in the state of rage.
"Red Dog." Ye Qiong looked at the ground, and at this time, the red dog was covered in lava, and the corners of the other party's mouth still had a sense of success.
"Well, it doesn't feel good to kill your own master yourself, but you deserve it! It would have been nice if you had just been locked up in the city for the rest of your life, why did you come out as a dark person to make waves! β
Ye Qiong's tone was as cold as ice, "Red Dog, if you are trying to provoke me, then you have succeeded." Today, I want all of you to be buried with you! β
"Either way, you're too much of a threat to the world! Just give me a good place to bury here! Akainu snorted coldly, unleashing the moves that his own abilities had already brewed.
"This is a trick I created especially for you!"
As soon as these words fell, the grass in a radius of half a mile under Akainu's feet cracked, and the scorching light and heat covered the field of vision.
"Lieutenant General!" The remnants of the navy not far away were wailing in fear, but even they were within attack.
Ignoring their shouts, the cold-faced Akainu stepped heavily on the grass, which was like an ignition line, and the violent aura completely exploded-
"Purgatory in the Sea of Fire!"