Mountains.

In order to ensure that the harmony and violence of this sword are combined, the Sigu Sword has poured all its spiritual 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.

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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.

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At the top of the East Mountain, the four great grandmasters, a generation of kings, everything seems to be long, but in fact, it only happened in a second, in this second, Sigu Sword used the sword in his hand to provoke Ye Liuyun's cloud, and stabbed at 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. Reluctantly brushed the chest of the old eunuch Hong, and this flick was pressed. The thumb and index finger are slightly divided. It's like a breeze blowing on a hill. Gentle and natural. and the surrounding rainstorm and lightning scene. It doesn't look like it at all, but the wind blows. But there is no reason for the hill to be in chaos.

Old Eunuch Hong looked at Kuhe's face quietly, his hands like a pair of dragon whips. Twisted, distorted. Climbed up the right arm of the bitter lotus. but did not hinder the blow of his land.

There was a muffled sound, and the old eunuch Hong ...... on his chest All shattered apart, in the bitter lotus through the heavens. Natural freshness contains the majesty of heaven and earth. His sternum was like a crunchy lump of tofu. Qi Qi was defeated and collapsed!

Blood spurted out rapidly from the facial features of the old eunuch Hong's mouth, nose, and earth, and the power of life collapsed with the sternum. Blood spurted wildly. Genuinely angry. And the rapid loss. There was a faint smile and mockery in the old eyes...... There is also killing intent.

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There was a feeling of emptiness like an abyss in the palm of his hand. Master Kuhe's pupils shrank suddenly!

This is the oldest Grand Master in the field. The uncle of the founding emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty. He was a brilliant ascetic in the Great Wei Dynasty. I don't know how many past events I have experienced in this life, I went to the temple to seek Taoism, and discussed martial arts in the world. The calmness and naturalness of the mind are unmatched by anyone. But today, the four great grandmasters will be in the east mountain, and 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 several years has exuded a domineering true aura from his body before. It's like a dry wind in the four wilds. In the meantime, the realm of the earth is faintly revealed. There is no doubt that he is already an authentic grandmaster, so Master Kuhe has not left his hand. Don't dare to keep your hand. This second flick of the mountains and rivers has already contained the true qi in his body, which is like a deep pool, unsearchable and unsearchable, supreme heaven.

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

Because the first whisk has been bounced back by the old eunuch Hong with the domineering true qi in his body, although this luck method is too domineering and can never last. However, Kuhe believes that the old eunuch Hong must have a way to deal with his second breeze.

But the old eunuch Hong didn't block this whisk, his chest shattered, and the domineering aura on the old eunuch's body. Disappeared in an instant, and I don't know where it went!

Even the chest of the old eunuch Hong suddenly turned into an iron plate. Giving birth to a second head, perhaps Kuhe will not be surprised.

However, such a scene made Kuhe feel incredible, where did that domineering true qi go? After all, the great master is a human being and not a god, even if it is based on his and the divine cultivation of the sword and the earth. It is impossible to suddenly disperse the aura that has been raised to the pinnacle of the world in such a short moment.

It's like an earth full of energy, how can it all be dissipated in a moment?

Any energy transfer always takes time, and the shorter the time. The more terrifying the shock of this process becomes.

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?

Kuhe's pupils shrank, and a raindrop stayed half an inch in front of his eyes. It reflected a faint dark light.

He subconsciously sensed a hint of a dangerous smell that was already somewhat unfamiliar, the smell of death, in the long journey of life. The last time Master Kuhe fell into such a state of mind, he was also reunited with the blind man in the fifth year of Qingli. It's just that the danger I felt at that time was not as good as this time!

When these thoughts swept through the mind of Master Kuhe like raindrops from the sky, his gentle right hand had already smashed Hong Si's itchy sternum, breaking through the thin old body like a hot knife into butter, stretching out from his back, and being shaken into a five-petaled heart. Under the curtain of still raindrops, blood arrows are sprayed in a heart-palpitating manner.

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

Hong Siqi is not dead yet, although his heart has been shattered and his life has been extinguished, but the meridians in his body still maintain the state of the moment before he died, 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, albeit dead. But with some kind of magical law, he used his corpse meridians as a bridge. Nothing emanated. Sucking it up. bleak.

Including the arm in the interior of his body.

Master Bitter Lotus came out with all his might. The body is abundant with true qi from every pore. Every inch of skin seeped out, and with Hong Siitch, he went against the grain and used the secret method at the cost of his life. Keep venting outward!

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Kuhedi's eyes lit up, not enlightenment. Rather, it was a sense, and the raindrops were still floating in the air less than an inch in front of his pupils. He already understood. I fell into a scheme, and this Dadongshan itself is a bureau.

Hong Siqi is not a great grandmaster, and the domineering energy he released at the top of the mountain before was borrowed from the ground. The realm is also borrowed land. Because it is not owned by itself

can be so unleashed with all his strength at the expense of his body. It's like what humans should be.

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 person who has shown the realm of magic through Hong Siqi.

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Before he could perceive the changes in the sword idiot and the flowing clouds, Master Kuhe's eyes were a little brighter, just like an autumn moon. Appeared 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, they are like fireflies and a bright moon.

Kuhe is the most delicate person in the world who has the most delicate sense of the surrounding environment, and is the softest and strongest person, as evidenced by a trip to the temple many years ago. You can see one or two.

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. It seemed that he was about to suck in all the air from the top of the 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 he naturally exhaled and inhaled along the heavens and the earth, easily breaking away from the traction of the scattered breath on Hong Siqi's corpse, and began to turn back to his own earth meridians at the fastest speed. It can be so natural.

There is no difference between time and stillness, any movement that is controlled by muscles. It's too late to make it, and the true qi that circulates in the human body like mercury and light can vaguely break through the limitations 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 beside him naturally bent a finger, drew a semicircle in the air, and made a hand pose 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 remnants of the ancient temple, poured into his body at a very fast speed!

These breaths 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 existences in 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!

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On the rain-drenched Dadong Mountain, the Northern Qi National Master Kuhe finally used his greatest magic weapon to press the box, and used the means that usually did not help, but at this moment, it could 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 ghostly, a hand as stable as white jade, stretched out from the bloody mist, like a divine hand that poked out from under the Nine Shadows, to search for the living beings in the world!

The moment he sensed this hand, the light in Kuhe's eyes became brighter and brighter. 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 the magic spell had also penetrated into his meridians from the 36,000 pores, and the True Qi in his body had already reached the peak. The shock has reached the extreme of what human beings can accommodate.

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

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

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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 clicked down.

In the process of skimming, the hand loosened four fingers. 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 color 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 himself to refine the supreme true qi of the earth and heaven for decades and the heaven and earth vitality summoned by spells. Gaze between the eyebrows, and resist this beautiful finger!

The slightly curled, steady index finger did not resist the pure and pure qi condensed between the eyebrows, but poured into it in a slow and gentle way. There is no violent atmosphere, no lore intent, no natural gas breath, and some are just the most upright 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!

Kuhe had already withdrawn his right hand at this time, and his face was full of solemnity and his thumb was straightened. Skillfully caught up with that index finger and let out a muffled pop.

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.

It all went on as a matter of course.

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

The steady hand had only three fingers. These three fingers are not killing, not destroying, not resisting, but ...... Giving, dignified and upright, without the intention of sneak attack, the emperor's mental temperament, all in 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.

Dao himself was wrong, he was wrong from the beginning, and the most fatal mistake was born before the three fingers—after he noticed that Hong Si Itch was in the eyes. The speed of reaction is too fast, the method of dealing with it is too sufficient, and the improvement of one's own realm is too perfect.

At that moment, Master Kuhe was like a towering tree, stretching to the highest point in the world, like a lake of autumn water. It has become a mighty trend.

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

With the momentum of the royal road, he was infused with the domineering qi, and the earth bitter lotus master who had endured all this in such a short period of time was like a 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, and entered the lake full of water.

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. Kuhe is known as the closest to the gods in the world, but the great masters have their own weaknesses after all.

Their weakness is their own physical body, and the meridians in their body have a limit after all. After all, there is a limit to the bearing capacity of the body.

The bitter lotus was poured into the earth's true qi by those three fingers. Forcibly pushed the limit. The meridians of the body and the body. Irreparably damaged.

Sitting cross-legged under the tree, the bitter lotus master felt the swelling sensation of the skin on his body. There is still a big doubt in my heart - that person, that hand master. Why was it possible in such a short period of time. Spit out so much true qi. This is completely the speed that the human body's meridians cannot bear.

And yet everything ...... It should have ended.

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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. However, it was stabbed in the air. He attacked Ye Liuyunzhi and had to be saved. Ye Liuyun was not saved at all.

The flowing cloud had already covered the ground door of the Sigu Sword.

Si Gu Jian trembled angrily. Screaming violently. One bows his head. The wrist of the right hand is twisted. The sword momentum pressed towards Ye Liuyundi's abdomen.

The Void Sword in his left hand missed. Then he bowed his head. The violent and mellow sword momentum finally showed a hint of weakness. It's just that he had to avoid it. Because he knew that things had changed, and he had to survive.

Sigu Sword survived. Half of his cheek was slapped to the ground by Ye Liuyun, and his flesh and bones were shattered.

Ye Liuyun also survived. He bowed his head indifferently. Hold it with your left hand. Grip the sword tightly. Only let this handle go into his belly by an inch.

It's not over.

Ye Liuyun shot a loose hand, and castration continued. Split down in style. A pop struck the shoulder of the sword. The five fingers were like dragon claws, and they poked out of the clouds. Fingertips go deep into the flesh and bones!

And Si Gu Jian didn't seem to feel pain at all. Withdraw your left hand. Snap and smack to his wrist.

The long sword re-entered Ye Liuyun's abdomen by one inch...... Then, the tip of the sword shone brightly, and it was shattered piece by piece by the powerful sword power, and a gorgeous flower bloomed!

It's a terrifying sword, even though it encounters many unexpected problems along the way. But it's still in the end. By the beginning. The meaning of the madness of the place. 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 countless people's blood to pave his immortal foundation.

Ming Huang's figure appeared between Ye Liuyun and Sigu Jiandi. A punch went out.

Nothing fancy. There was no skill, just a simple and clear shot.

But there is absolutely no one in the world who can throw such a simple and clear punch. Upright and upright. But people can't avoid it at all. Even...... I don't want to avoid it!

First, a hissing voice sounded. The body was hit by a powerful True Qi, and the right arm of the Sigu Sword was picked by Ye Liuyun's dragon claws. It's broken like that!

This was followed by a muffled sound like the bronze bell of an ancient temple. Looking around at Jian Di's eyes, a look of extreme complexity flashed, looking at the bright yellow figure in front of him. The whole body was knocked out horizontally!

With that expression, he looked around at the sword and flew with a broken arm. directly smashed through the wooden door of Dongshan Qing Temple. The powerful momentum smashed countless buildings in the ancient temple one after another. It's like a big rock. Crushed everything that his body touched on the ground. Finally, I hit the big bell in the small ancestral hall in the deepest part of the ancient temple. There was a buzzing sound.

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

The big tree behind Kuhe collapsed. Shattered into pieces, the bluestone in a radius of five feet around his body was all squeezed into a twisted three-dimensional facet by the earth's true qi that burst out of his body, or hideous or sad with sharp corners, welcoming the raindrops that finally landed on the ground.

Most of the buildings in the old Qing Temple have been ruined. The ancient myths of the ground painted with oil paint have become a thing of the past, and the moss-covered pool lacks a large opening, and the grounded rainwater in it flows out, mixed with earth and stones, and becomes cloudy. A few white cranes were stunned by the momentum, cowering timidly behind the pool, and a yellow cloth was shaken to the ground, covering the end of the miserable passage, lying on the ground and looking around the sword's body, only listening to the very faint sound of the sword under the yellow cloth. He howled at something, but his voice was so faint that it was completely muffled by the bell above him.

The buzzing bell resounded throughout the top of Dadong Mountain.

The hurricanes on the seashore come and go quickly, just like the impermanence of this world, the joys and angers of the emperors, which were still torrential rain and strong winds before, but now the wind and rain suddenly stopped. The dark clouds in the sky suddenly opened a gap, revealing the porcelain blue and gentle sky behind the clouds. A ray of heavenly 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 spirit, and he was already exhausted to the extreme 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 emotions that did not know the meaning.

In his life, he has never been so embarrassed.

In his life, he had never been so powerful.

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