Chapter 42: Arbitrariness of the Firmament

Thundered...

A terrifying deafening thunder roared in the nine heavens! The sky was as low as the ground, and dark clouds were thick, and from time to time thunderbolts as thick as thighs fell from the thick clouds.

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It is a lonely mountain peak on a barren plain, like a peerless knife falling from the sky and cutting through the smooth mountain from top to bottom, towering into the sky.

In the dark clouds and rain, the endless black pressure pressed people's heads to surround this lonely mountain.

The terrifying aura that permeated from the huge crowd faintly condensed into a black aura dragon full of powerful coercion in the sky...

At the peak of the lonely mountain, four or five figures surround a figure sitting on a boulder in the middle, facing the terrifying crowd below that makes people's scalps tingle, standing proudly against the wind!

In front of them and in the open space of the entire mountain, all kinds of stumps and severed arms could be seen everywhere, and the thick and clumped blood could not be washed away even in this torrential rain.

These people have more or less some injuries on their bodies, and even two of them have no arms... A tragic and solemn atmosphere permeated the air, but surprisingly quiet, even the two seriously injured men gritted their teeth and said nothing.

Not far in front of them was a slightly open space. There were about twenty figures standing quietly, each with a strong and hideous greedy killing intent surging in their eyes.

"Murong Yun, do you still have to resist stubbornly! Don't think that you can ignore everything if you can hold it up for so long, you just rely on that low-level spirit soldier, now that the spirit soldier has been destroyed, what else can you do?"

"Boom... Now that he has lost the Dinghai Sword, he is just an ordinary first-class martial artist like us, and he really thinks that he is a grade martial artist?!"

"What's the matter, rush up and kill him directly to get the little Bodhi fruit!"

"Hmph! kill me so many classmates from Qimen University, what else is there to say, don't say that you are a member of the Murong family, even if it is a person from Kunlun, I Youyangtian will take your head. ”

Nangong Fu of Changling University, Zhu Xinghe of Lingnan University, You Yangtian of Qimen University, Sun Chenglian of Dengfeng University, Gu Tan Jian of Baicheng University... Almost all of the top 100 powerhouses in the North Tomb have gathered here! There are also top 100 powerhouses from other regions who have rushed to hear the news.

The allure of the little Bodhi Fruit was too strong! especially for people like them who were about to touch the barrier of a rank martial artist.

Not to mention one Murong Yun, even if it is ten, they will bite this hard walnut!

None of the people present were outside the top 100 list, which is an identity honor. At the foot of the mountain, those dense and terrifying figures with no end in sight are not qualified to climb to the top of the mountain.

It's a heroic land, and it's inevitable... It's going to be a Heroic Soul Mound!

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"Brother Yun, are you okay?" In the heavy rain and the roaring wind, Xue Simiao, who was dressed in a long black dress, squatted down and looked at a handsome man sitting on a boulder beside him, holding a short sword, sword eyebrows, and eyes closed.

At this time, Xue Simiao looked a little embarrassed, her hair was scattered, and her long skirt was full of blood and holes, obviously not long ago, she experienced an unimaginable battle of life and death!

Hearing this, the man who was sitting upright on the boulder, his back seemed to be able to dictate the sky, his eyelids moved, and finally slowly opened his eyes, and in the light of his eyes, two sharp rays like lightning shot straight into the air, and at the same time, a terrifying battle intent that seemed to even begin to tremble in the air swept out of his body.

Murong Yun slowly glanced at the powerhouse not far away in front of him as if he was looking at ordinary things, his dark eyes showed a calm Gu Bo, even if it was the top of the new students from all over the country in front of him, he didn't see a trace of panic.

He was dressed in a blue color coat with scars, and the hideous wounds could even see the white bones hidden inside.

Murong Yun didn't speak, but instead slowly stroked the broken sword in his hand with a look of remembrance!

The body of the sword took on a dull blue color, and there was a mysterious glow inside. Murong Yun's movements were very slow, and the sword body brushed by his fingers seemed to reflect his life...

"Young master, let's go up, there are no people in the Murong family who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"Yes, it's enough to kill so many thieves..."

"I only hate and have the heart to kill the enemy, but I can't return to heaven! God, you don't treat me sincerely!!"

Behind Murong Yun and Xue Simiao, the seriously injured people were all slightly excited, filled with righteous indignation, and the roar of tragic anger spread throughout the sky!

"Haha... Murong Yun, you opened your mouth to say something, why are you dumb, where is the peerless edge before?"

"Cut! Without that Dinghai Sword, what does he Murong Yun count?"

"It's really ridiculous, Murong Yun, who is rumored to be comparable to the shepherd boy of Kyoto University, is just an embroidered pillow with a spirit soldier!"

"Everyone, don't talk so much useless, let's go together. ”

There was constant ridicule and noise among the many strong people, but no matter how loud they shouted, no one dared to take another step.

The bloody battles before were really terrifying to them, like freeze-frame pictures lingering in their minds!

This Murong Yun is really terrifying, his strength is unfathomable! He has unparalleled divine resources to compete with the world. The name of the little thunder god king of Tianfu University was not called in vain, one person and one sword, he almost swept the powerhouses in the entire Northern Tomb!

With combat effectiveness alone, in the entire top 100 list, there are no more than five fingers that can surpass him.

In just one day, there were countless strong people who fell under his sword, and there were even a few famous masters within the top 100.

The Murong family's peerless Tuna method is well-known and domineering! It is enough to rank in the top ten in the ancient martial arts tuna method that is now circulating in China, and it is not a rumor at all to challenge the level and break through the ten thousand methods with strength.

Some people speculate that Murong Yun has even faintly touched that layer of shackles, and with the help of a low-level spirit soldier, his strength can definitely be called a real nine-rank martial artist.

Even if the sword is destroyed and injured now, it can't erase the hegemony of that generation of young god kings!

Every time he was exhausted, he suddenly burst out with terrifying power like a return to the light, and hit the other party hard. It makes everyone shudder when they think about it, what kind of strong faith is supporting him at this time?

"Cousin, if I die in battle in a moment... You can hand over the little Bodhi fruit in exchange for a way to live. Murong Yun's eyes were obsessed with the short sword in his hand for a long time before he withdrew and smiled faintly at Xue Simiao.

This smile is full of light wind and clouds... It was as if death was just a joke in front of him.

The flowers on the other side are still so beautiful when they pass away, even if they disappear, they never wither, like the meteor that pierces the sky, but it is the brightest when it falls!

The glow of the sun will eventually be delayed, and it is difficult to say how sad it is......

Hearing this, Xue Simiao could no longer stop the tears accumulated in his eyes, and lay on Murong Yun and cried bitterly. She is still just a little girl, where has she ever seen such a scene of life and death?

"Well, how old are you? When I first embarked on the path of martial arts, I already thought that there would be such a day...... The only regret I have is that I haven't helped you find that Chu Tianyang and dissolve your marriage contract with him. ”

Murong Yun's voice was very soft, looking at Xue Simiao, who was lying on top of him and crying with pear blossoms and rain, his deep eyes showed a softness.

"No!!By the way, we still have the little Bodhi fruit... We still have the little Bodhi Fruit!Brother Yun, if you eat it, you will definitely break through to the level of martial arts, you won't die, you won't ......"

Xue Simiao was like crazy, her eyes widened, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, and hurriedly turned out a simple and dusty ancient wooden box and handed it to Murong Yun.

pleaded bitterly......

Seeing this scene, the students of Tianfu University behind them all lowered their heads gloomily and no longer looked at this scene.

Even if it is a breakthrough Nine Rank Martial Artist, what is the use now? In the end, the water will flow eastward, and there will be no way back to the sky......

"Fool, if I want Murong Yun to break through that boundary, do I still use it? This was originally prepared for you......"

Murong Yun's eyes were filled with a helpless look, he stroked Xue Simiao's hair with his hand, and sighed slightly.

"I... Let's give them the little Bodhi fruit and let's go together......" Xue Simiao's voice trembled, and her big eyes were full of tears and pleading.

Hearing this, Murong Yun's face suddenly showed a lonely look, he gently lifted a strand of Xue Simiao's hair bun, and said, "The Murong family's battle will never allow anyone to cower and give up, this is not my way... The best destination for me is to die in battle and get eternal ......."

Boom!

"Kill ......"

At this moment, a fierce shouting and killing sound suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain, and the fierce battle had spread to the top of the mountain.

"Ji Zetian of Tianfu University is here, who dares to touch my Tianfu Tongmen!"

In the shaking of the figures, at the end of the path under the same mountain, a vague figure angrily scolded Fang Xuan, with a momentum of sacrificing oneself and forgetting oneself, constantly overturning one figure after another, approaching here with difficulty and undoubtedly. Every step forward is paying a heavy price in blood!

It was the reinforcements from Tianfu University who arrived, and the leader... It is the little mad war king, Ji Zetian!

However, their strength was so small that it was a miracle that they were able to reach the mountainside that was about to reach the summit in the midst of that endless sea of people.

Further up, there are the real mountains! Ji Zetian's men and horses alone are not enough to break out of the encirclement and join Murong Yun and them.

"It's the king of war, they ......"

"The War King is here, and he has not left us. ”

"Hahaha! We are in Tianfu, and we have brothers......"

Behind Murong Yun, those people suddenly burst into tears and looked up to the sky and laughed. They were already desperate, and how strange was the word "same door" to them? Who would dare to come to the rescue in the midst of these thousands of troops and horses, and the whole world was facing enemies?

Moreover, when they found the little Bodhi fruit, the first thing that attacked them was not the powerhouses of other universities, but their own people in the same sect behind them......

However, Ji Zetian and they came, and they came to put life and death aside...

At this moment, the four words of Tianfu Tongmen were like a heavy fist, deeply hitting their already numb hearts.

Dare to go against the sky with one hand, full of blood for my brother! This kind of righteousness and courage can no longer be described in simple words...

Even Murong Yun, who had always been flat, finally had a slight fluctuation in his eyes, and looked towards the side of the mountain road.

When he saw Ji Zetian, who was fighting hard and advancing in the midst of thousands of troops, his indifferent face finally showed a long-lost smile: "This fool." ”

"It's really touching! What a sad and lamentable...... picture of brotherhood."

The powerhouses on the top 100 list watched this scene with their arms crossed their arms and watched this scene coldly, although their hearts were very shaken by the choice of the little mad war king of Tianfu University, but they were still unmoved.

Here, almost the top strength of the entire North Tomb has been gathered! With just a small berserker king, it can't make too many waves at all... At most, it's just a few more useless bones for this place......

"Get up, the brothers are desperate to save each other, it's time for me to take action..."

Murong Yun smiled and gently pushed Xue Simiao away, his body was like a tense and loose longbow, and he stood up in an instant!

A sense of overlord that seemed to be born looking down on all beings in the world, like a terrifying dragon, slowly raised its head from his body again......

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My son must remember that the gods are only a thought. My Murong family has been prosperous for thousands of years, relying on this breath of battle!

The breath is endless, and there is an abyss behind him, and you can't do it perversely.

Even if you are gone, you must understand where your path is......

In the afterglow of blood and ink that day, the father said slowly to the child next to him who seemed to understand or not.

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"My Dao ......" Murong Yun looked at the top 100 martial artists in front of him, and a trace of ridicule and arrogance flashed in his eyes.

"You... He is not worthy to be the one who kills me!"

A naturally powerful self-confidence and domineering aura, at this moment, it was like a Kunpeng carrying clouds, and it was undoubtedly revealed in Murong Yun's body in an instant!

When all the powerhouses on the top 100 list saw Murong Yun's expression, they sighed in their hearts, a bad premonition, and at the same time, they felt angry...

Murong Yun glanced back at the world again as if he was nostalgic, and then smiled indifferently, and his hands suddenly began to seal.

Buzzing...

Suddenly, a strange humming sound of heaven and earth resounded above Murong Yun's head!

"Kill me!"

Murong Yun's eyes were full of determination, his handprints fell, and he shouted violently!

Rumble!

The sky above his head seemed to instantly condense an invisible blade of light, and a sharp aura that could even be cut through the heavens and the earth instantly quietly filled the entire mountaintop.

The faces of the powerhouses who sensed this sharp aura changed violently, but they didn't have to react yet. The aura of heaven and earth in the air was boiling wildly, as if something terrible had happened, and he quickly fled from the area where Murong Yun was standing.

Chop!

A gentle shout came out of Murong Yun's mouth, and in an instant, an invisible terrifying fluctuation instantly slashed down from the sky above Murong Yun's head, slashing heavily through his Baihui acupoint.

Click!

In the dark, it seemed as if something was shattered in Murong Yun's body for a moment... There was a cracking sound that only he could hear.

Poof...

A mouthful of thick blood spurted out of Murong Yun's mouth, and the whole person's face was flushed, as if the injury was even more serious.

It's just that the moment the blood spurted out of Murong Yun's mouth, all the martial artists on the top 100 list couldn't help but change their faces in unison.

"This madman... Isn't he afraid of being directly beheaded?"

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