132: I don't believe in death

The Heavenly King Demon Slashing Knife, which was fierce and violent, was better than lightning, and it flashed out of its sheath and slashed Cheng Li's head.

Cheng Li's feet moved, the ground was cracked, and his body was like a cannonball, rushing forward. The sword light extended to the end, but it still failed to touch Cheng Li, and as a last resort, he could only withdraw it in despair.

But after a moment, the sword flashed again, like a thunderbolt, and it was chased fiercely. Cheng Li still didn't look back, and rushed out of eighteen steps in one go, and in front of him was already the wall of the courtyard, and there was no way to go.

Cheng Li's footsteps did not stop, taking advantage of the inertia of sprinting forward, his body turned from straight to horizontal, stepping on the wall impressively, and stepping straight on the wall.

Mo Qixing let out a long roar and flew into the sky. The human knives merged, turning into a terrible white rainbow, breaking through the air and slashing. Under the pressure of the murderous aura of the sword, the leaves of the trees in the garden rustled and rattled, and the thousands of weeds on the ground were fiercely crushed to the ground at the same time. It is a veritable name - the sword is a grass!

Cheng Li's arms shook, and he had already swept past the white rainbow of sword light, and then flipped upside down in the air, and suddenly, he had become a posture of head and foot, and Mo Qixing was in the sky and the ground, exactly corresponding up and down.

In the next moment, the blue light flourished. The Liulizi knife had already flown out of his hand, shooting the heavenly spirit above the head of the ink seven stars.

The speed and power of this stab are no longer describeable in the world.

The king of heaven slashes the ghost knife, and the sword light is like a white rainbow. But the sword light is not Bai Hong after all. White-red doesn't turn, the knife light does.

In an instant, the white rainbow knife light suddenly folded, and in turn collided with the glazed blue light.

"Ding~"

Sparks flew, and the blue light flew out diagonally, sinking into the grass. The white rainbow sword light was violent, from the bottom up, rushing into the sky and slashing rapidly! Under this knife, Cheng Li, who was in the air and had no way to dodge, was divided into two halves on the spot!

Cheng Li really couldn't dodge anymore. He also had no knife in his hand. But he still has a pair of hands.

At the moment of lightning, Cheng Li slapped his chest with both palms, impartially, and happened to sandwich the Heavenly King's Ghost Slaying Knife between his palms.

The speed and power of this beat have also broken through the limits of human potential. Again, no one can describe how amazing this shot is.

The light of the white rainbow sword suddenly condensed, and the Heavenly King Demon Slaying Knife also condensed. This mouth met the gods and killed the gods, and when he saw the fierce knife of the Buddha and the Buddha, it suddenly seemed to be cast between Cheng Li's palms.

Yanagi Erxinliu - no knife to take!

Mo Qixing drew his knife and drew it again, but the knife never moved. Suddenly, this sea god, who had crisscrossed the seven seas and made the people of the South China Sea countries respect him like a fairy god and fear him like a devil, and his whole person trembled because of fear.

Suddenly, Mo Qixing shouted and gave up the knife. The volley is upside down, and it swept out of the air with a leap. But when he looked up, he was shocked to find that Cheng Li had arrived first, and he was already waiting for him in front.

The direction remains the same, and the speed is faster. Mo Qixing was like a cannonball, burying his head in a hurry. When the lightning was not enough, the two figures were separated and reunited. Mo Qixing crashed into Cheng Li's arms, pulled out another cold short knife with his backhand, and stabbed Cheng Li's lower abdomen sharply with this momentum of sprinting at full speed.

This is not the Heavenly King's Demon Slashing Knife, but it is a murderous knife! It is extremely vicious, and it will be defeated and killed. Because all the power of Mo Qixing's whole body is concentrated on this knife. He had already calculated Huai, and Cheng Li would definitely not be able to avoid this knife.

But suddenly, there was a familiar light in front of him, and it flashed suddenly.

Then the power of Mo Qixing was like the qi in the skin, all of a sudden it was emptied. Inexplicably completely disappeared. The murderous knife, obviously only half an inch, could pierce Cheng Li's lower abdomen. But there is no more strength to pierce this half inch.

What's going on? Mo Qixing can't figure it out, and he can't figure it out even when he dies.

Then he saw blood. Of course not Cheng Li's blood. So, where did the blood come from? He couldn't figure it out either.

It was only at this time that Mo Qixing suddenly felt an indescribable chill in his throat. It's as if the throat has been opened.

That's when he finally remembered. The familiar light that flashed just now was not his Heavenly King Ghost Slaying Knife? Could it be that Cheng Li used this knife that he snatched from his hand to cut his throat?

But Mo Qixing didn't believe it! The Heavenly King's Demon Slashing Knife was nine feet long, so heavy that it would never be able to dance unless it was a person with natural divine power. How could such a knife be so fast? Even faster than a glass knife with a blade of only three inches and three points?

I don't believe it! Mo Qixing doesn't believe it either!

Then he fell and died. Until the last moment, he didn't really see clearly. The one who slit his throat was the Heavenly King's Ghost Slashing Knife?

The rain comes and stops fast.

There is still mud on the ground. Cheng Li stood firmly on the garden path, his knife in his hand.

The nine-foot-long Heavenly King Demon Slashing Knife! Although the knife was not in the sheath, there was only a piece of snow on the blade. It's just because the blood left in Mo Qixing's throat has been washed away by the rain.

The fierce battle of life and death is a thing of the past. Between heaven and earth, the original peace and silence were restored. In the dark clouds, there is sunshine exposed. But presumably, this is the last ray of sunshine today.

Under the afterglow of the sunset, Cheng Li of the victor was speechless, the fallen Mo Qixing was speechless, the two old men in red clothes and green robes who were standing in the distance to watch the battle, as well as Xue Yanxia and Lonely Hou and others, were also speechless.

Everyone suddenly felt an indescribable tiredness all over their bodies.

The fierce battle just now was actually not long. From beginning to end, it was only a short time of nine breaths at most. But it was these nine breaths that not only made the two sides of the battle, but even the audience watching from the wall, use up almost all their strength in the tension between life and death.

At this moment, the unthinkable suddenly happened.

A faint blue light suddenly rose from above Mo Qixing's corpse. Immediately afterwards, another ball of blue light also flew out of Cheng Li's arms.

It's the key. Eight masters trapped in this lonely mountain villa, each with a glass key.

What Mo Qixing has is the key to the "Land". What Cheng Li owns is the key to the "捌". In an instant, I saw two clouds of blue light slowly approaching, and then they merged with each other in front of everyone's eyes, and then one ball of water dissolved into the other, slowly merging into one.

After a few moments, the blue light dissipated. A brand-new glass key was suspended in front of Cheng Li out of thin air. Cheng Li instinctively reached out and took it. At the moment when his finger touched the key, an incomparably strong impact suddenly appeared on the key, like lightning, and it crashed into Cheng Li's mind!

True to the name, like being struck by lightning! Cheng Li suddenly seemed to have turned into a clay puppet, completely stunned.

Memory! No, it should be said that it is consciousness! The consciousness that belonged to Mo Qixing flowed into Cheng Li's mind like a flood. At this moment, all the experiences of Mo Qixing's life turned into a huge stream of data, which was read by Cheng Li in detail. In just a few seconds, Cheng Li seemed to have incarnated into Mo Qixing and completely spent his decades of life.