Chapter Seventy-Five: A Pyrrhic Victory, Wu Xingyun's Last Words
"Damn! It's a life and death charm!! ā
Ding Chunqiu, who finally realized that something was wrong, suddenly changed his face and exclaimed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Hahaha! Ding Chunqiu! You're not dead yet!! ā
Qin Jihuan couldn't help laughing when he saw the attack of the life and death talisman, and his hand didn't stop, controlling the sword qi of Sword Twenty-three to continuously slash towards Ding Chunqiu.
Fighting against Qin Jihuan's sword twenty-three in the form of nothing is difficult for the powerful Ding Chunqiu, but it obviously cannot be ignored.
If it was usual, he would have consumed Qin Jihuan to death, but now, when he was in the dantian position, he was a life and death talisman, so that his true qi was a little unstable, but he didn't dare to fight hard with Qin Jihuan anymore.
"Where to go! Kill!! ā
After discovering Ding Chunqiu's abnormality, Qin Jihuan instantly lifted his spirits, no matter where Ding Chunqiu retreated, he could always block in front of Ding Chunqiu as soon as possible, and constantly stabbed his body with sword qi, so that he could not fight against the life and death talisman in his body at all.
"Ahh Break the army! I'll kill you!! ā
Ding Chunqiu, who was extremely uncomfortable and was tortured by the double blow of Qin Jihuan and the life and death talisman, roared wildly and broke out continuously, but there was nothing he could do with Qin Jihuan, who had a teleportation body.
Unless Ding Chunqiu can attack with all his strength regardless of it, so that Qin Jihuan will not dare to teleport casually, but as long as his offensive is slightly relaxed and Qin Jihuan can retreat, he will take advantage of the situation to launch and attack again in a different direction in an instant.
He didn't last long, Ding Chunqiu was finally injured, and his left shoulder was pierced by Qin Jihuan's peerless sword, and blood flowed down the blade.
However, Qin Jihuan, who stabbed Ding Chunqiu, was not happy, and even the peerless sword in his hand was knocked out by the crazy Ding Chunqiu as if he was injured for his life!
"Ding Chunqiu! Pick me up! ā
Losing the Peerless Sword, Qin Jihuan was not flustered, and even had a little surprise in his heart, because in this way, he could naturally deceive Ding Chunqiu!
"Without the Peerless Sword, you dare to be presumptuous! Give me death!! ā
Sure enough, seeing that Qin Jihuan didn't have the Peerless Sword in his hand, Ding Chunqiu didn't care about Qin Jihuan's fluttering palm at all.
With his palms facing each other, Ding Chunqiu even launched the Northern Hell Dafa in an instant, frantically absorbing Qin Jihuan's skills, and Qin Jihuan did not dodge and evade unusually, but was abnormally cooperative, and took the initiative to input the true qi into Ding Chunqiu's body.
"Huh? Not good! Thieves are abominable!! ā
Ding Chunqiu, who finally found something wrong, let go of Qin Jihuan's palm after realizing it, staggered back two steps, stared at Qin Jihuan with a pale face with an ugly face, and said through gritted teeth,
"You even know how to live and die talismans!?"
"Die!!"
Qin Jihuan, who had just sent out most of the remaining true qi in his body in the form of a life and death talisman, was slightly weak, and without giving Ding Chunqiu any time to breathe, he attacked again.
At this time, Ding Chunqiu was completely tragic, although his strong true qi was still there, but the life and death talisman that Wu Xingyun had used with all his might had not been cleared before, and this time he had sucked Qin Jihuan's life and death talisman into his body, and now that it had erupted together, he could barely control his body!
"Ahh No!!! ā
Suddenly raised his head and roared, Ding Chunqiu was frightened by Qin Jihuan's finger and broke his heart, and then under the uncontrolled mutual pouring of true qi in his body, his vitality finally gradually dissipated.
"No, it's impossible, I, I haven't dominated the world yet, I, I'm the first in the world, one."
Ding Chunqiu's death was decided, but Qin Jihuan didn't dare to be careless at all, after all, the Northern Spiritual Skill with the Northern Hell Rebirth Method was too weird, and Ding Chunqiu didn't dare to relax for a moment before he died.
Therefore, regardless of Ding Chunqiu's dying muttering, he continued to attack cruelly, and used the Chinese arrogance sword qi that had not been used for a long time to cut off Ding Chunqiu's head before finally stopping.
"Whew! Finally, finally dead. ā
Watching Ding Chunqiu's head move, his eyes widened, and he looked like he was dead, Qin Jihuan was really relieved, and then he directly sat on the ground, panting constantly.
This battle is really too hard, although he won in the end, it was obviously a miserable victory, Qin Jihuan wanted to recover his strength, it was by no means something that could be done overnight.
Especially the part of the power that was sucked away by the Northern Spiritual Skill, although he took the initiative to do so, and the true qi was also sucked away in the form of life and death charms, but it was useless, as long as it was the skill that was sucked away by the Northern Spiritual Skill, it could not be recovered, there was no way, the Northern Spiritual Skill was so domineering and unreasonable.
"Ahh Big Brother Broken Army! Master! ā
By the time the battle had been going on, the loud sound had already spread throughout the entire mountain, and even Ah Zi, who was arranged to take refuge in the cave at the bottom of the mountain, heard it, but in order not to cause chaos for Qin Jihuan and them, he resisted his impulse and did not go up the mountain.
But at the bottom of the mountain, she also kept an eye on the situation here, at this time, the battle was resting for a while, and after the wind and waves calmed down, Ah Zi, who was eager to know the result, finally had the courage to quietly go up the mountain.
"Ah Zi, go see your master, how is it."
When Qin Jihuan saw Ah Zi coming, his tired body lay on the ground and did not move, but just greeted her softly, asking her to go see Wu Xingyun first, after Wu Xingyun attacked Ding Chunqiu before and was beaten away, there was no movement, and Qin Jihuan didn't know what happened to her now.
"Master! Master! Wake up! ā
"Huh? Ah Zi? ā
After being awakened by Ah Zi, Wu Xingyun had a pale face, looked weakly left and right, and finally came back to his senses, looking at the separated corpse of Ding Chunqiu not far away, he couldn't help but look at Qin Jihuan with some shock, and muttered,
"Did you really kill him?"
"Huh, guess? Maybe it's Ah Zi. ā
Hearing Wu Xingyun's question, Qin Jihuan grinned, but pretended to be relaxed and joked.
"Master, when I came, Ding Chunqiu was already like this."
Although Ah Zi knew that Qin Jihuan was joking, she still respectfully explained to Wu Xingyun that she had always been in awe of this master.
"yes, I see."
Wu Xingyun nodded with difficulty, and then stared at Ah Zi's pretty face for a long time, and Ah Zi, who was only watching, became nervous, and then suddenly smiled miserably and instructed her,
"Ah Zi, I now appoint you as the Palace Master of the Vulture Palace, a new generation of Tianshan Tong, but whether to leave or stay in the future is all up to you."
"Huh? I? You, Master,"
Ah Zi's eyes widened instantly when she heard this, she didn't understand what Wu Xingyun meant, although she also envied Wu Xingyun's prestige in Tianshan Tong before, since she apprenticed, she was just dedicated to learning superior martial arts, and she never thought of replacing her!
"Hehe, silly boy, can't you see it? Ahem, the teacher was injured by Ding Chunqiu, and his true qi has already dispersed, alas, he has lived for almost a hundred years, and it is time to go. ā
A person is about to die, and his words are also good, Wu Xingyun, who has always been cold, also showed a rare kind smile on his face at this time, raised a hand tremblingly, stroked Ah Zi's smooth and pretty face, and muttered to himself,
"Canghai, I'm here, wait for me."
"Master! Master! Master!! ā
Seeing Wu Xingyun breathing in his arms, although he was more fearful than respectful of this master, and he didn't have any love, but remembering her selflessness and patience when she passed on her martial arts, Ah Zi still shed tears of sadness. (To be continued.) )