The light was gone, and the night was dark.

The light and heat of the day have all dissipated, and the cold of the night has come to disturb people's dreams.

In a rather luxurious house, the finest incense rises to bring a warm and restful breath to the heart, and the fragrance is sprinkled all over the place.

On the bed, most of the body of a grandmaster was shrunk in the quilt, only one head was exposed, cold sweat was all over his forehead, and the body that was enough to destroy the stone and rock was trembling uncontrollably, and he was riddled with nightmares.

In the darkness, memories are constantly falling downward.

The memory that I don't want to look back on strikes again!

Torrential rain, strong winds, lightning, thunder!

The tall, sturdy, dark-skinned figure was like the most vicious ghost in heaven and earth, coming in the face of the storm, fierce and vicious.

It is clear that one enemy is six, and the enemy is outnumbered, but he is the first to attack!

When words are exhausted, fists are the best answer.

The rolling true qi tore through the rain curtain, the hum between the internal organs suppressed the thunder, and the earthy yellow light was far more dazzling than the electric light on the raised fist.

Without any superfluous nonsense, the moment he left, the flesh and blood had already begun to burn!

When a grandmaster chooses not to die, I am afraid that no one in the world will tremble.

The six grandmasters belong to the four kingdoms.

Bai Xundao, who was closest to him, was the most experienced, and retreated back the moment he sensed that something was wrong.

And Bai Xundao's apprentice naturally followed the same example and immediately retreated.

Even if it wasn't as fast as Inkhill, which ignited flesh and blood, it would be nice to delay a little longer - there were six of them anyway, and it would be a sure win, so why bother to go head-to-head with Inkhill burning flesh and blood?

After all, once the flesh and blood are ignited, it is the genuine Dao Xing and Shou Yuan that are damaged!

If you can win, who wants to play this life by yourself?

There was nothing wrong with their choice.

As soon as the two retreated, the unlucky one was Da Yue's martial arts master.

Da Yue's martial arts master can't understand how the whole six grandmasters, two of them Da Qing still have a grudge against Da Yue, Mo Qiu doesn't look for others, why do you have to look for him?!

But Mo Qiu, who had already started it, didn't have any explanation, the earthy yellow true qi that was so thick that it almost condensed into substance, wrapped in the power of destroying mountains and mountains, came head-on, unstoppable!

The unprepared Dayue Grandmaster couldn't retreat, so he could only choose to carry it in the flesh, as long as he delayed it for a while, the rescue would definitely come later, after all, the Grandmaster's reaction speed was very fast.

But the moment he made contact, Grandmaster Da Yue regretted it.

The moment the two figures approached, a violent torrent of true qi swept across a radius of ten zhang, even the grandmaster was unable to stabilize his body within this ten zhang range, and Moqiu's originally tall and muscular body was visibly emaciated by the naked eye, almost not humanoid!

Such a price is exchanged for a terrifying true qi like a torrent of heaven and earth!

The five martial arts masters who just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to attack had not yet come closer, and they were directly slapped out by the almost substantial true qi, and their brains were buzzing and dizzy.

The two Great Qing Martial Arts Masters who moved the fastest were even more bloody at the corners of their mouths, their skin was tingling, and the surging true qi was certainly not enough to kill them, but under such an indiscriminate blow, their own true qi could not stop this extremely domineering torrent of true qi at all, even if there was a physical barrier, the five internal organs would inevitably be injured.

The Grandmaster's physical body can be called invincible in the mortal world, and the five internal organs are still fragile in comparison.

And what they have endured is only the aftermath of the center of the war!

When the surging true qi slowly dissipated between heaven and earth, the tall bamboo pole was holding a tattered corpse and standing there quietly.

There are no continuous grappling, no exquisite moves, and no dazzling and exquisite martial arts that belong to the grandmaster.

The beginning is the end.

This is a sacrifice blow from a grandmaster who has done everything he can, and if he goes, he will never return.

Burning as a warrior along the way all the efforts and achievements, in exchange for a kill.

When a young martial arts master is ready to burn everything and find someone to exchange for one, and that person is not far away, the best thing to do is to expect that person not to choose himself.

For the Grandmaster, this move is unstoppable at the same level.

What really makes the martial arts master high is not the martial arts that surpass many ordinary people, nor the true qi that is better than the elite iron soldiers, but the self-explosion.

One for one above the grandmaster, I am invincible under the grandmaster!

No matter what kind of noble you are, what kind of peerless arrogance you are, when a grandmaster decides to be desperate, you must let another grandmaster die in order to hedge the grandmaster's anger.

This is the greatest capital of the grandmaster.

And now, Moqiu has used this capital without any nonsense and hesitation.

Surprise and sacrifice your life!

The martial arts master of Da Yue didn't even resist at all—no, or it was useless for him to resist, at most, he would ignite the flesh and blood all over his body, and he would definitely be dead without a corpse.

"Murphy."

Bai Xundao looked at the already skinny figure and muttered to himself, not knowing what kind of mood he was in his heart.

"The plan failed."

Bai Xundao's disciple, another martial arts master of Daqi, was a little regretful, but he said more happily.

Grandmasters can exchange one for one without their lives, of course they know.

This is the real reason why the grandmasters of several countries are reluctant to go to the battlefield in person and gallop across the battlefield - if they are in a hurry, they may not know that the enemy country will emerge with a bloody martial arts master.

Therefore, it is good for every grandmaster not to use it.

Besides, who is idle and has nothing to do, and has to play with his life at every turn? Is there so many lives to play?!

After forty or fifty years of penance, it is not easy to climb to the end of the martial arts, and the great glory and wealth are not enjoyed, and countless fame and fortune are not strived for, and they can't think of exchanging one with others?

Their plan was to win over Moqiu first, if they succeeded, they would naturally turn enemies into friends, even if they couldn't win them over, as long as they shook Moqiu's will and made him have no desperate heart, they could also leave an opening for him to break through, and then liquidate.

It's still very troublesome to want to kill a grandmaster, first of all, you can't show the heart of killing, otherwise the grandmaster in the state of total victory will play with his life directly, and the martial arts grandmaster of Dayue will be the end.

The second is to constantly consume the blood and mind of the grandmaster, and when the opponent is difficult to drive even if he ignites the flesh and blood, it is possible to kill the enemy without harming himself.

That's why the people have hardly heard of the saying that two grandmasters fight for their lives to fight who wins who - one-on-one has to divide life and death, then there is no winner, it must be two deaths!

At the beginning, the stars fell from the sky in Yuzhou at night, and the immortal fate was face-to-face, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Moqiu, the White Lotus Sect Leader and the Huang Dynasty had all fought each other, and no one decided to let the immortal fate die, and it was almost over.

This authority, which belongs exclusively to the Grandmaster, gives the Grandmaster the qualifications of true transcendence.

There is no bloody battle between the grandmasters, only a battle to the death.

"This madman!"

Daqing's emaciated grandmaster scolded half angrily, half happily.

They had already made all the calculations, whether it was coercion or inducement, but they avoided this worst tacit choice.

The ink mound's move seemed reckless, but under the preemptive sound, the burning of flesh and blood was completely completed in an instant, which was by no means a temporary intention.

Before coming, the other party must have made enough preparations, and even used special exercises to brew for a long enough time, otherwise it would not be possible to be so fast, so fast that even the grandmaster couldn't react and burn all the flesh and blood that he had promoted in an instant!

A madman, well deserved!

"He's not dead!"

Dayong's martial arts master got up from the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said with palpitations.

God is pitiful, because Daqi and Daqing both came to two martial arts masters, and the martial arts masters of Dayue and Dayong, who only had one person, naturally seemed a little weak, and they got a lot closer to each other, and said that they would take care of each other.

As a result, because of this response, Dayong's martial arts master did not retreat in time, and even wanted to rush forward to help stop one or two, resulting in a lot of injuries.

"Huh?"

As soon as these words came out, the remaining martial arts masters looked at each other.

The ink mound had not yet fallen, and although its body was literally skinny and bone-like, the tall body of the bamboo pole was still standing, and a pair of black eyes were still looking at them.

With such a self-destructive foundation, the martial arts master is also certain to die, but he doesn't know what kind of power supports him, and he hasn't breathed for the time being.

"Why should you?"

Bai Xundao took a few steps forward, came to Moqiu's approach, looked at the inhuman-looking Dayue Grandmaster in Moqiu's hand, shook his head slightly, and said: "As the same grandmaster, you could have enjoyed all the glory and wealth, but you didn't want to do this, or you can come to Daqi to display your talents and ambitions." Swapping lives with people like this, but who will remember you? ”

Moqiu's eyes turned, his gaze slowly focused, everything in front of him seemed a little blurry, and after looking at it for a while, he realized that the person in front of him was Bai Xundao.

"Morality. Not sold. ”

The sound rang out, completely different from before, like the sound of broken bamboo breaking and damaged jade colliding.

"People are going to die, where is your morality? After you die, will there be a second grandmaster in the Mo family? What can the people of Dayue get because of your death? ”

Daqing's lean martial arts master also walked in front of Mo Qiu, stared at those eyes, and said almost against his face.

There was no expression on Moqiu's face, his skin was tightly pressed against the bones, resembling a skeleton, only his eyes were still moving, but he had lost much of his brilliance.

"You're scared."

Murchu said.

"I'm afraid?!"

He was enraged, "Ha, look at the way you look now!" I'll be afraid of you?! ”

His eyes looked around, and those allies who were also grandmasters raised their voices a lot, "Ha, it's not ridiculous, he actually said that I was afraid!" ”

The pair of eyes were still staring at him quietly, not saying a word.

This made him feel disgraced, and he was so looked down upon by a man who burned his flesh and blood!

"You're going to die! Isn't it unwilling? Don't look at it! After you die, I will go to Dayue, slaughter the Mo family, and destroy the Mo family. Your doctrine will be completely banned, and your reputation will not be celebrated among the people!

Guess how long it will take for the Great Moon to fall and your name will never be mentioned again?

No, you killed the martial arts master of Daiyue, so you will be the culprit of the destruction of the Great Moon Country! Countless people will curse your name and put everything on your head!

Judging from the mundane time, I can live until that day, and you are destined to only endure endless infamy under the Nine Springs! ”

Enraged, he said without hesitation: "The winner takes everything, this is the reality!"

Do you think it's amazing that you dare to die for the sake of morality?

I tell you, all your ideas will not come true, all your efforts will be in vain!

What if you replace a grandmaster? Is there only one Grandmaster here? How could there be only one Grandmaster in Shikoku?!

Your morality, in the face of sufficient strength, is simply vulnerable! ”

In the face of his anger, Murky's eyes focused for a moment.

There was a mocking smile on the skeletal cheeks.

Before his anger could rise again, the earthy yellow light would appear again!

He was completely unprepared, and a violent punch hit the five organs of his chest directly, and severe pain struck.

"Hah"

As he flew upside down, he heard the disdainful laughter and saw the fallen figure.

Didn't fall.

Bai Xundao reached out and grabbed Moqiu's body.

The eyes were not closed, and the light had been lost.

A generation of grandmasters, the giants of the Mo family, born saints, no longer have a qi.

"Damn!!"

He got up from the ground, his internal organs were cramping, and this real blow before death gave him a heavy blow!

"I'm going to tear him apart!"

The angry Great Green Sect Master was about to step forward.

Bai Xundao said, "Enough! People die like lights go out, and the past disappears. ”

After a pause, Bai Xundao continued: "It's a good man, let's bury it." ”

"Why?!"

Angry, he asked.

"I'm willing!"

Bai Xundao's gaze returned, and Sen Ran was cold, "Don't make trouble." ”

That's when he remembered.

Daiki is the strongest one.

Bai Xundao is about to die.

Either way, you can't be provoked.

The sharp pain in his heart continued, but he couldn't speak.

It turns out that even if he is a martial arts master, he doesn't have the consciousness to give up his life, and he can't rely on his heart.

He actually understood Murmur a little.

It turns out that if you don't give up your life, you can't do many things at all.

"Hiss~"

The pain in his heart woke up the Great Qing Sect Master, who had finally fallen asleep, and he reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, what was heavier than the pain in his body was that every time he fell asleep, he kept recalling the previous scene like a nightmare.

Even after a few days, it is still deeply imprinted in my mind.

His voice alarmed another Daqing Grandmaster, who walked in with the medicine and said, "Dreaming of Moqiu again?" ”

"Headache."

He shook his head, reached out and took the calming potion and drank it all in one gulp.

"People are dead, what are you worried about? Can Murmur still crawl out of that grave? If you are really angry, wait for Bai Xundao to die of old age, and secretly go and dig up his grave. ”

The companion was relieved.

"Nothing."

He shook his head again, casually threw the medicine bowl aside, and pressed his chest, "It's just that the five organs are a little painful." ”

"That's okay, when the big water recedes and divides up the big moon, you can kill a few more ink people to take revenge, don't take it too seriously." Said the companion.

"yes, I know."

He replied, but his mind was still unclear for some reason.

A dignified martial arts master, the pinnacle of the world, how did he live like this?

He hadn't come up with the answer yet, but a voice that shook the heavens and the earth like thunder sounded first.

"Grandmaster of the Four Kingdoms, you didn't run away, did you?"

The sound reverberated through the four fields, spreading far away in the silent night, like the Yellow Bell Da Lu playing.

On this night, someone asked for his life.

(End of chapter)