"Roar—"

A lion's roar rang out of thin air!

The wall of water shook, Yang Ming's body smashed up hard, and with a bang, the cold wall of water exploded as if it had been hit by a bomb! The water splashed everywhere, like thousands of sharp arrows shooting through the air, Yu Yan and Lu Caiwei hurriedly pulled Tanisha to retreat quickly.

Where the water arrows passed, the leaves fell in a flutter, and small pits were struck on the trees.

Qiu Ming's body shook, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, Yang Ming's fist advanced, a spiral of energy condensed in his fist and slowly smashed into Qiu Ming's body, and the sound wave in his mouth continued to roar for a long time.

Lion's roar!

Qiu Ming smiled bitterly in his heart, he didn't expect Yang Ming to use his qi to turn into sound waves to shatter his water wall, he didn't expect this lion roar skill to have such a shocking power on Yang Ming's body, and at the moment when the water wall became shaky, he already knew that he had lost.

However, even if he loses, he doesn't want to lose like that!

So when Yang Ming's fist broke through the wall of water with spiral energy and smashed straight towards him, as soon as he retracted his strength, the wall of water collapsed abruptly, and the majestic rain in the forest stopped and continued to land as if it had all evaporated all at once.

All the water vapor seems to have condensed in the palm of Tyumen's palm and become a crystal!

Yang Ming's fist smashed over without any resistance, and Qiu Ming's palm changed into a complicated handprint, and then imprinted towards Yang Ming's fist.

"Bang-"

There was a thunderstorm on the ground, a wave of air rushed away, and the surrounding dust and leaves all suddenly stirred and spread, in the center of the air wave, the transparent crystals formed by the condensation of water vapor on Tyuming's palm were smashed and shattered, and as his body fell backwards at the same time, his arm exploded in an instant like transparent water droplets, turning into speckled water droplets and evaporating in the air!

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Tyumin's mouth, and his feet plowed two deep marks on the ground! It wasn't until he was seven or eight meters away that he could bend down and hold the ground with his other hand, and as he stabilized his figure, his face turned sallow, and a wisp of blood continued to drip from his mouth.

"I'm defeated!" Qiu Ming smiled bitterly, looked at his severed arm and let out a mournful sound.

Yang Ming stood firm and watched as Qiu Ming's severed arm began to ooze blood. He couldn't help but let out a sigh: "I have no hatred for you, and it was not my intention to kill you, if you don't ask for death, I still hope you can live!" ”

"Live?" Qiu Ming looked at his bleeding shoulder in a daze and gritted his teeth and said, "My meridians have all been destroyed, my qi can no longer be condensed, I have become a wasted person, or I can't take revenge, what's the point of immortality?" ”

"You have a comprehension of Huaxia Guoshu, and a deep understanding of the strongest martial arts in the world, now you can't take revenge, but you can teach your disciples, your disciples can continue this will in you, and it makes no sense to seek death, right?" Yang Ming said.

Qiu Ming shook his head and said, "This is fate!" One qiē is the cause and effect of numerology, the end of life is death, and death is also another new life, although you defeated me, but Qishan he will become stronger, there are many things in this world that can be abandoned, but once the warrior can no longer fight, the meaning of life will be lost...... People will always die, they have to die sooner or later, the meaning I want has been obtained, as for the mysteries of martial arts under the sky, hasn't it always been its own law for thousands of years? ”

After saying that, Qiu Ming let out an uninhibited wild laugh, and in his wild laughter, his body gradually turned into a water-like transparent color, and then suddenly collapsed, and all the qiē turned into water vapor and fell to the ground, slowly staining the surrounding soil......

Tanisha was so frightened that she cried, and Yu Yan quickly covered her eyes, but she and Lu Caiwei were also deeply shocked! If they regard Tyumen as an enemy, then at least this enemy has given them too much shock.

This kind of shock is intimidating, bringing a kind of torture about the meaning of life and death and spiritual comprehension and sublimation!

Yang Ming was also a little distracted, he personally caused Tyuming's failure, but Tyuming's death was his own choice, his heart was already cold, but watching the process of Tyuming's dust returning to dust, he still felt a kind of pathos in his mood!

Warriors, born to fight!

These are Tyumen's last words, which were not said in an impassioned tone, but the plain voice was like something lingering in the ears all the time, shaking people's hearts!

Subconsciously, Yang Ming sang a small song that Oda Nobunaga hummed when he was proud:

"Decades of life."

"It's like a dream."

"There is life and death."

"What do you regret about the strong man?"

There is emotion for life and death in the pathetic voice, and there is also respect for the warrior, Qiu Ming's calmness about death and his thorough understanding of life really gave Yang Ming some new insights! He even felt that Tyumen had brought him not a deeper hatred, but a mysterious opportunity-

Toei, the forbidden land of Mt. Fuji, there is a candle flame in the grass house, but the voice of more than one person comes from the place where outsiders were not allowed to enter.

In the grass house, a total of seven people sat below, and Xisha Lengyue sat quietly under a painting in the hall, staring at the flickering candle flame in front of her with her eyes as calm as water, looking a little careless.

"Lord Leng Yue, now that Huaxia has fallen into a financial crisis, if you don't go out of the mountain, Dongying will miss the opportunity."

The one who spoke was an old man with ridiculous hair in a bun, he was a figure of the elder generation in the Dongying Martial Arts, named Tokugawa Zhongtian, who belonged to the core elder level in the Dongying Ancient Martial Arts Alliance, and this time he and the other people from the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance all came to the grass house of the Xisha Cold Moon.

Tokugawa is a long-standing surname, but Xisha Leng Yue did not take him seriously, and even he was a little careless.

"Leng Yue, did you hear me? This is also the meaning of all the people in our alliance, we people have fought side by side with your master Oda Fujiichi, and now that we are alive, we need you and Kamiki Rin to help fight again......"

However, Xisha Leng Yue was still unmoved, and his gaze never left the candle flame.

"Xisha Lengyue, what the hell is going on with you? Say a word! ”

"Hehe, are you pretending to be crazy and stupid? As the number one martial god in the Dongying martial arts, are you scared? ”

"Alright! We now know that you are a coward, a rat without a hint of samurai spirit, and you will always stay in your forbidden place to retire. ”

"Bastard!"

“……”

The candle flame that Xisha Leng Yue was staring at burned to the end, and suddenly went out, he finally raised his head, and his gaze swept to the guy who scolded him for being a bastard, it was the deputy leader of the Guwu Alliance, named Chiba Zhenwu, and he was the contemporary head of the Chiba family.

"Enough of that?" Xisha Lengyue finally spoke, he smiled, his eyes swept over the seven old men, and then he picked up the wine cup in front of him and sighed, "Since that's enough, let's drink the bar, and only after drinking can it be regarded as seeing off, right?" ”

"See you off?" A glint flashed in Chiba Zhenwu's old eyes, he smiled and picked up the wine cup, thinking that his scolding really had a role, Xisha Lengyue finally stopped being afraid, he was going to go on another expedition?

The seven of them looked at each other, all of them saw joy in each other's eyes, in this financial crisis in Huaxia, they bet a lot, if Xisha Lengyue didn't make a move, then they would only have to go out in person, this is the last and worst plan, because their average age is over sixty.

"Yes, see you off!" Xisha Leng Yue smiled, took the lead in raising her head, put the wine cup to her mouth, and drank it all!

Looking at Xisha Lengyue's chic movements, the seven old men smiled, and then they all raised their wine cups and drank them all.

Then, Tokugawa Tokuichi patted his leg with a smile and said happily: "Since it's a send-off, let's have a few more drinks, what else do you need, although we old men speak too much, but you are willing to go on the road, we can pay any price!" ”

"Really?" Xisha Leng Yue smiled, "But I think you may have misunderstood. ”

"Misunderstanding, what misunderstanding?"

"When I say send-off, I'm not seeing me off."

"Not for you? To whom? ”

"You guys!"

In an instant, Sen Ran's coldness suddenly appeared in the grass house.

The seven old men were stunned for a moment, and suddenly grabbed the sword in their hand.

However, at the moment when they stretched out their hands, all the candles in the grass house were extinguished! In the pitch-black darkness, a cold light drew a hook shape in the air like a cold moon, and the hook-shaped path was the direction where these old men had sat before, and the bloody aura filled the pitch-black grass house.

The next moment, the candle flame was lit.

A maid walked in, and she glanced at the seven corpses lying on the ground, her eyes full of awe-inspiring respect.

Xisha Lengyue had already gotten up and was wiping his long knife, and a string of blood beads dripped to the ground with the wiping of the white cloth, and then splashed away!

"Lord, what about these people?" The maid asked, her tone trembling slightly.

"Throw it to the Honnoji Temple, let the people of the Eagle Division, the Juting, the Birds, and the West Garden go and sweep away these old things, and the trouble they caused themselves will end in their deaths! Scold...... A new beginning is coming, life is death, and death is life......"

"But, my lord, ......"

"Help me feed the emperor on the windowsill."

"Yes, my lord." The maid looked sad and turned her head to look at the fat cat on the windowsill.

When the blood on the long sword was wiped clean, Xisha Leng Yue changed his outfit, he had lived in the forbidden land of Shenmu Rin and Mount Fuji for a long time, and he had always worn Dongying's samurai costume and kimono.

The maid was stunned, but the next moment Xisha Leng Yue had flashed and disappeared from her sight.

"Meow—"

The fat cat named the Emperor after being adopted by the Xisha Leng Yue on the windowsill seemed to feel something, and jumped out of the window in fright, and the breeze blew in, and the silver moon like a hook in the dark night sky suddenly came into view.

The moon is like a hook, and the sharp weapon is out of the sheath!