On the East Mountain.

In order to ensure the harmony and violence of this sword, Sigu Sword has poured all his jīng spirit into it, if you want to deal with the flowing cloud handed out by Ye Liuyun, you must withdraw the sword, if you don't withdraw the sword, you can only attack the enemy and save it, but he can only divide a trace of mind, and the five people in the field, only a trace of mind can be killed, that is, the empty and imposing emperor of Qingguo.

I have to say that from the beginning of Sigu Sword's sword, in terms of the entire momentum and wisdom, he has always suppressed Ye Liuyun. At this moment, it gave Ye Liuyun a problem, a surprise.

............ However, what surprised the four Gu swords was their surprise and anger...... Ye Liuyun didn't pay attention to the empty sword held by the sword, and the cloud still shrouded towards his face.

And the empty sword he held in his hand pierced the wet mountaintop slab and landed in the air after making a faint snort.

The bright yellow, the dim eyes on the dragon robe, disappeared abruptly and strangely at the front of the empty sword.

............ At the top of the East Mountain, the four great masters, a generation of kings, all the qiē seems to be long, but in fact, it only happened in a second, and in this second, Si Gu Jian used the sword in his hand to provoke Ye Liuyun's cloud, and stabbed Emperor Qing with the sword of emptiness. And on the other side of this second, an even more thrilling story is happening.

This story takes place at the opening of this second.

When the sword of the Sigu Sword flew to the ground in front of Emperor Qing's back, the emperor had already sighed gloomily and let go of the old hand that had been holding Gonggong Hong, as if he was unwilling to let this old man not have fun in the last battle of his life.

At that time, the hand of the Northern Qi National Teacher, Kuhe, was persevering on the chest of the old eunuch Hong, this flick and press, the thumb and index finger were slightly divided, like a breeze blowing on the hill, soft and natural, and the surrounding rainstorm and lightning scene, not like it at all, but the wind blew, but the hill was in chaos.

Old Eunuch Hong looked at Kuhe's face quietly, his hands were twisted and deformed like a pair of dragon whips, and he climbed up Kuhe's right arm, but he didn't stop his flick.

There was a muffled pop, and the chest of the old eunuch Hong ...... All of them shattered, and in the bitter lotus through the heavens, the natural freshness contained the power of heaven and earth, his sternum was like a delicate tofu block, all of them collapsed and collapsed!

Blood spurted out rapidly from the facial features of the old eunuch Hong, and the power of life was rapidly drained with the collapse of the sternum, the wild spray of blood, and the rush of true qi, but there was a faint smile and mockery in those old eyes...... There is also killing intent.

............ There was an abyss-like feeling of emptiness in the palm of his hand, and the pupils of Master Kuhe shrank suddenly!

The oldest great master in the field, the uncle of the founding emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and the amazing ascetic monk of the Great Wei Dynasty back then, I don't know how many past events he has experienced in this life, he went to the temple to seek Taoism, and discussed martial arts in the world. But now that the four great masters will be in the east, he must pick up his own gains and losses again, and take the victory and defeat back into his hands.

This old eunuch who has been hidden in Qingguo for a few years, the domineering true qi exuded from his body before, is like the dry wind in the four wilds, and the realm hidden in the meantime is undoubtedly already an authentic grandmaster, so Master Kuhe has never left his hand, he does not dare to leave his hand, this second flick of the mountains and rivers has contained the supreme heavenly true qi in his body that cannot be explored like a deep pool.

In the battle between the great grandmasters, some jaw-dropping changes could occur anytime and anywhere, so when the flick of the bitter lotus was imprinted on the chest of the old eunuch Hong, he did not have the slightest sense of joy.

Because the first whisk has been used by the old eunuch Hong to use the domineering true qi in his body, and he has bounced it back, although this kind of luck method is too domineering and can never last, but Kuhe thinks that the old eunuch Hong must have a way to deal with his second whisk.

But the old eunuch Hong didn't block this flick, his chest shattered, and the domineering aura on the old eunuch's body disappeared in an instant, and he didn't know where he went!

Even if Old Eunuch Hong's chest suddenly turned into an iron plate and gave birth to a second head, perhaps Kuhe would not be surprised.

However, such a scene made Kuhe feel incredible, where did that domineering true qi that was invincible go? After all, the great master was a human being and not a god, even with the divine cultivation of him and the Sigu Sword, it was impossible for him and the Sigu Sword to suddenly disperse all the aura that had been raised to the pinnacle of the human world in such a short moment.

It's like a sphere full of energy, how can it all be discharged in a moment?

The transfer of any energy always takes time, and the shorter the time, the more terrifying the oscillation of the process.

Whether it was Bitter Lotus, Sigu Sword or Ye Liuyun, if he released all the True Yuan in his body in such a short period of time like Old Eunuch Hong at this time, the next moment would inevitably usher in the end of being scattered and dying.

Why? Why could Old Eunuch Hong do this? Why did he dare to do this?

The pupils of the bitter lotus shrank, and a raindrop stayed half an inch in front of his eyes, revealing a faint black light.

He subconsciously sensed a trace of the smell of danger that was already a little unfamiliar, the smell of death, in the long journey of life, Master Kuhe fell into such a state of mind for the last time, and he was still reunited with the blind man in the fifth year of Qingli, but the danger he sensed at that time was not as good as this time!

When these thoughts swept through the mind of the bitter lotus master like raindrops, his gentle right hand had already shattered Hong Siqi's sternum, breaking through the thin old body like a hot knife into butter, stretching out from his back, and his heart was shaken into five petals, spraying bloody arrows in a palpitating way under the curtain of still raindrops.

Hong Siqi is dead, no one can survive after his heart is crushed, his body is rickety, no longer the god-like domineering appearance when he looked at the sword and climbed the mountain, but like a poor dwarf, covered in blood, hanging on Kuhe's right hand.

Hong Siqi is not dead yet, although his heart is broken and his life is dead, but the meridians in his body are still in the state of the moment before death, and all the true yuan is desperately released towards the heaven and earth, from the end of his meridians, scattered into the surrounding nature. It's like a black hole, although it is dead and silent, but with some kind of magical law, with its own corpse meridians as a bridge, it is empty, absorbing, and dim.

Including the arm inside his body.

Master Kuhe's brush is full force, and the abundant true qi in his body penetrates out from every pore and every inch of skin, and with Hong Siitch's perverse and life-sacking secret method, he keeps venting outward!

............ Kuhe's pupils lit up, not enlightenment, but induction, the raindrop less than an inch in front of his pupils was still suspended in the air, he already understood that he had won a plan, and this Dadongshan itself was a game.

Hong Siqi is not a great grandmaster, the domineering energy he released at the top of the mountain before is borrowed, and the realm is also borrowed, and it is precisely because it is not his own possession that he can release it with all his strength at the expense of his body, which makes him extremely violent, and not like the Cheng dù that human beings should have.

Hong Siqi had already saved the heart of death.

Someone wants to use his death to absorb a little bit of his true qi, and his last flick of the mountain and water has already crossed the true yuan, and there has been a gap in the protection of his body and life yuan.

That person is there to take advantage of the gap.

That person is the one who shows the realm of the incomparably wonderful, through guò Hong Si itch.

............ Before he could perceive the changes in the sword idiot and the flowing clouds, Master Kuhe's eyes brightened a little, just like an autumn moon, appearing in a pool of clear water without warning.

His favorite female apprentice Begonia has the cleanest and brightest eyes in the world, but if compared with Kuhe's eyes at this time, it is like fireflies and a bright moon.

The bitter lotus is the person who has the most delicate sensitivity to the surrounding environment in the world, and is the softest but also the strongest person in the heart, which can be seen from a trip to the temple many years ago.

When he found out that the old eunuch Hong was a trap, his reaction followed, and the change was so fast that he didn't think twice about it in the world.

Maybe it's just a hundredth of a finger, and he should react a little faster than the game-setter imagined, but it's probably a fatal time difference.

Kuhe's eyes were as bright as the moon, as clean as a lone star, and he took a deep breath, and in this breath, it seemed to suck in all the air from the top of the entire East Mountain! The old man's chest suddenly rose high, and the whole thing seemed to be two inches taller!

With this breath, the Heavenly Supreme True Qi in his body also began to breathe from his right arm, and naturally exhaled and inhaled along the heavens and the earth, easily breaking away from the traction of the scattered breath on Hong Siyi's corpse, and began to turn back to his meridians at the fastest speed.

There is no difference between time and stillness, and any movement controlled by muscles is too late to be made, while the true qi that circulates in the human body like mercury and light can vaguely break through the limits of time and complete its own tasks.

The true qi returned to shock, and the thin body of the old eunuch Hong turned into a blood mist in the sky, but it did not have time to disperse.

No one noticed that Master Kuhe's left hand hanging down beside him naturally bent a finger, drew a semicircle in the air, and made a hand gesture that had never appeared on this continent, and with this hand gesture, the sky condensed raindrops again, and the faint breath on the top of Dadong Mountain, which was mixed with the wind and rain and soaked in the ruins of the ancient temple, poured into his body at a very fast speed!

These breaths that were summoned by that strange hand style were very weak, but at such a critical juncture, a piece of firewood and a drop of water were all precious objects of the struggle between the grandmasters.

What is this hand gesture? Can you actually breathe in true qi from the empty air temple eaves?

Spells, spells practiced by mages on the far side of the sea!

But it appeared in the hands of the bitter lotus master!

............ On the rain-drenched Dadong Mountain, the Northern Qi National Master Kuhe finally used his greatest magic weapon to press the box, using the means that usually do not help, but at this moment, it can help him speed up the recovery of the true yuan.

This magic weapon had never been used when he was fighting against Wuzhu, but at this time he did not hesitate to use it.

Because at the moment when Old Eunuch Hong died, at the moment when the blood mist had not had time to disperse, a hand, a hand as white as jade, stretched out from the blood mist!

This scene is extremely charming, a hand as steady as white jade stretches out from the bloody mist, as if it is poking out from under the Nine Shadows, trying to snatch the divine hand of the living beings in the world!

At the moment when he sensed this hand, the light in Kuhe's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his reaction at the first moment was normal, this hand should be Ye Liuyun's, only Ye Liuyun's hand would be so stable and wonderful.

However, Kuhe was not afraid, because the Tianyi True Qi in his body had already returned to his body, and the faint Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi summoned by magical spells had also infiltrated into his meridians from the 36,000 pores, and the True Qi in his body had been abundant to the peak, and it had reached the extreme point that human beings could accommodate.

If the other party wanted to use the death of Old Eunuch Hong to create a gap in his potential, then Kuheqi's quick reaction and the spell hand that everyone didn't expect perfectly made up for this gap.

Even...... It's too perfect.

............ The white hand suddenly disappeared from the light on the skin, but it looked even more terrifying, but in such a high-speed realm, it did not tremble at all, and with an incredible stability and strength, it passed through the blood mist with incredible speed and lighted.

In the process of sweeping, the hand loosened four fingers, but the index finger was slightly cocked, and the soft and resolute fingertips snapped the raindrop an inch in front of the bitter lotus master's eyes, and then gently fell between his eyebrows.

To put a reddish mole on the center of his eyebrows.

The raindrop was punctured with a finger and turned into a small hollow circle of water, surrounded by beautiful ripples, slowly expanding.

And there was not a single red mole on the center of the bitter lotus's eyebrows, but it was even brighter, and it seemed that the bright sè in the eyes of the bitter lotus that had dimmed at this time was all sent to the center of the eyebrows.

Master Kuhe used the supreme true qi of the heavens that he had cultivated for decades and the heaven and earth vitality summoned by spells to condense between his eyebrows, and resisted this beautiful finger!

The slightly warped, steady index finger did not resist the jīng innocence qi condensed between the eyebrows, but poured it into it in a slow and gentle way, without violent qi, without the intention of lore, and without natural breath, some are just the most dignified rules in the world.

Kingcraft!

The fingertips went down again, and a whoosh was quickly pointed out, piercing the chest of the bitter lotus, although it was only a finger movement, but it vaguely made people feel that there was a dragon walking like a tiger, and a finger would have the respect of the emperor for all ages!

At this time, Kuhe had already withdrawn his right hand, his face was solemn, and his thumb was straightened, and he met the index finger with a cuffy sound.

The index finger is further down, piercing the middle abdomen of the bitter lotus.

Kuhe lowered his eyes, Mai waved slightly, and his right palm was like a trickle flowing with the mountain, naturally hanging down incomparably, blocking that finger in front of his abdomen.

This qiē is carried out so naturally.

However, Kuhe's body began to tremble violently, and there was a red spot on the palm of his right palm, like a red-hot soldering iron, sneering.

The steady hand only had three fingers, and these three fingers were not killing, not destroying, not resisting, but ...... Giving, dignified, no intention of sneak attack, the emperor's mental temperament, among these three fingers, the royal road is fully revealed.

A flash of lightning sounded again in the sky.

Kuhe's body was like a kite with a broken string, and he swept weakly into the distance, under the big tree next to the stone path of Dadong Mountain, and he sat cross-legged and sighed.

Kuhe knew that he was wrong, he was wrong from the beginning, and the most fatal mistake happened before the three fingers - after he noticed that Hong Siqi was in the eyes, the speed of his reaction was too fast, the method of dealing with it was too sufficient, and he raised his realm too perfectly.

At that moment, the bitter lotus master was like a towering tree, stretching to the highest point in the world, like a lake of autumn water, which has become a mighty momentum.

And that person only had three fingers, and he fully infused about half of the true qi in his body into Kuhe's body.

With the momentum of the royal road, the domineering qi was instilled, and the bitter lotus master who endured this qiē in such a short period of time was like the big tree that towered into the clouds, and was pressed against a giant tree again, just like the heavenly prince suddenly poured the autumn water of half of the lake again, into the lake.

When the water is full, it overflows, and the lake embankment collapses.

The trunk of the tree snapped from it.

Compared with mortals, the great grandmaster's state of mind is already close to God, and Kuhe is known as the person closest to God in the world, but the great grandmasters have their own weaknesses after all.

Their weakness is their own physical body, the meridians in the body have a limit after all, and the ability to bear ** also has a limit after all.

The bitter lotus was infused with the true qi infused by the three fingers, and forcibly broke through the limit, and the meridians and ** in the body were irreparably damaged.

Sitting cross-legged under the tree, feeling the feeling of swelling from the skin of his body, Master Kuhe still had a big doubt in his heart - why that person, the owner of that hand, was able to spit out so much true qi in such a short period of time, which was completely a speed that the meridians of the human body could not bear.

However a qiē...... It should have ended.

............ When Hong Si itched and turned into a cloud of blood mist, the empty sword held in the left hand of the Sigu Sword was stabbing out diagonally, but it stabbed into the air. He attacked Ye Liuyun and had to save it, but Ye Liuyun was not saved at all.

The cloud had covered the face of the sword.

Si Gu Jian trembled angrily, screamed fiercely, lowered his head, twisted the wrist of his right hand, and pressed the sword towards Ye Liuyun's abdomen.

The void sword in his left hand missed, and then he lowered his head, and the violent and mellow sword finally showed a hint of weakness, but he had to avoid it, because he knew that things had changed, and he had to survive.

Si Gu Jian survived, and half of his cheek was shattered by Ye Liuyun's slap.

Ye Liuyun also survived, he lowered his head indifferently, held the sword tightly with his left hand, and only let this sword enter his abdomen by an inch.

It's not over.

Ye Liuyun slammed his hands and castrated, slashed down in a dashing manner, and hit Si Gu Jian's shoulder with a pop, and his five fingers were like dragon claws, slamming out of the clouds, and his fingertips went deep into the flesh and bones!

However, Si Gu Jian didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and his left hand was withdrawn, and he struck his wrist with a snap.

The long sword re-entered Ye Liuyun's abdomen by one inch...... Then, the tip of the sword shone brightly, and the pieces that were shattered by the powerful sword power shattered into a gorgeous flower!

This is a terrifying sword, although it encountered many unexpected problems on the way, but in the end, relying on the ferocity of the beginning, it successfully seriously injured Ye Liuyun.

At this time, the blood mist dispersed.

A bright yellow figure appeared from behind the blood mist, which seemed to imply that every emperor would use the blood of countless people to pave his immortal foundation.

Ming Huang's figure appeared between Ye Liuyun and Si Gu Jian, and punched out.

There were no fancy, no tricks, just a simple and clear shot.

But there is absolutely no one in the world who can make such a simple and clear punch, upright and fair, but it is impossible for people to avoid it, or even ...... I don't want to avoid it!

First, a hissing sound sounded, and the body was hit by a powerful True Qi, and the right arm of the Sigu Sword, which was picked up by Ye Liuyun's dragon claw, broke off like this!

Immediately followed by a muffled sound like a bronze bell in an ancient temple, a look of extreme complexity flashed in the eyes of Si Gu Jian, looking at the bright yellow figure in front of him, the whole person's body was knocked out horizontally!

With that expression, the sword flew with a broken arm, directly smashing through the wooden door of Dongshan Qing Temple, and the powerful momentum smashed countless buildings in the ancient temple one after another, like a big stone, crushing the qiē that his body touched, and finally hit the big bell in the small ancestral hall in the deepest part of the ancient temple, making a buzzing sound.

Directly opposite the ancient temple, under the big tree next to the stone path, a bitter lotus dressed in sackcloth looked at this scene with a sad face, sitting cross-legged, as if led by this bell, something in his body suddenly exploded, and the whole person's body suddenly swelled for a moment, and then shrunk, and blood seeped out of his eyes and ears.

The big tree behind Ku He collapsed and shattered into pieces, and the bluestone within a radius of five feet around him was all squeezed into a twisted three-dimensional facet by the true qi that burst out of his body, or vicious or sad with sharp corners, to meet the raindrops that Tiangong finally landed.

Most of the buildings in the old Qing Temple have become ruined, and the ancient myths painted with oil paint have become a past, and the moss-covered pool lacks a large mouth, and the rainwater contained in it flows out, mixed with earth and stones, and becomes turbid. A few white cranes who were stunned by the momentum cowered timidly at the back of the pool, and a yellow cloth was shaken to the ground, covering the body of the Sigu Sword lying on the ground at the end of the miserable passage, only listening to the Sigu Sword under the yellow cloth with a very weak voice, howling bitterly, but his voice was already extremely weak, and it was completely covered by the bell above his head.

The buzzing bell resounded throughout the top of Dadong Mountain.

The hurricane on the seaside, coming and going fast, just like the impermanence of the world, the joy and anger of the emperors, before it was still a torrential rain and a strong wind, but at this time, the wind and rain stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed a mouth, revealing the porcelain blue and gentle sky behind the clouds, and a touch of sky light sprinkled down so clearly, falling on the bright yellow figure on the edge of the cliff in Dongshan, illuminating his face clearly.

Emperor Qing stood in place with a pale face, his limbs trembling, half of the domineering true qi in his body was poured into the ground of Kuhe, and the last punch of the royal road squeezed out his last jīng god, and he was extremely tired at this time.

The sky was indifferent, the most powerful monarch in the world, was drenched in the dragon robe by the rain, his hair was messy, and he was weakly pulled on his forehead, but the calm in his eyes contained countless feelings that did not know the meaning.

In his life, he had never been so wolf.

In his life, he had never been so powerful.