Chapter 41: The Scarlet Night (7)

Xu Wu, it should be said that it is seven nights, even if he is already an eighth-rank martial artist, it is difficult to resist in the face of the spontaneous Gang Qi defense in Mo Qingshan's body.

There was blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, nose, eyes, and earlobes, and his face was terrifying.

Even if it weren't for the Night Rain Building Killer Training Mode, which caused his physique to be much stronger than ordinary people, he might not even be able to stand up at this moment.

He was half-kneeling on the ground, still with the same paralyzed face that had not changed for thousands of years, as if it was not him who was injured, looked at Mo Qingshan with a sad face, and said softly:

"I'm undercover. ”

The tone is flat, as ordinary as eating and drinking.

"So you really are, hehe......"

Mo Qingshan smiled bitterly and turned his gaze to Huang Qianqian on the side.

"Is this your revenge on me?"

"Hahaha......"

Huang Qianqian laughed wildly, her eyes were distorted and resentful, and every word she said seemed to pop out from between her teeth:

"What does it feel like to be betrayed by someone closest to you?"

"But that's not enough for what you did to me back then!"

"The dagger made by Pogang Shenjin is quenched with the Huangquan liquid that even the grandmaster can't resist, Mo Qingshan, how long can you hold on?"

The pain is constantly intensifying, as Huang Qianqian said, the poison of Huangquan liquid can't even be stopped by the grandmaster, although Mo Qingshan is stronger than ordinary grandmasters, it is still within the range.

But at this moment, Mo Qingshan had no fear, no anger, only a bitter smile, but there was a little more decomposition in his expression.

He looked up at the sky and the moon, the moon was as bright as every year, but the people and things under the bright moon were no longer the same as they were back then.

"If taking my life can dissolve the hatred in your heart, take it. ”

"But before that, these people hurt my Qingyun Sect people and slaughtered my Qingyun guests, and their crimes should be punished!"

"Punishment!"

Whew!!

The wind is blowing up suddenly!

The lights flickered, and the heavens and the earth were eclipsed.

Strong air currents continued to gather above Mo Qingshan's head, and the center of the air flow seemed to open a mysterious portal, ethereal, noble, and full of sacredness.

This is the Gate of Heaven!

The gate of heaven that countless warriors have dreamed of!

Legend has it that there is a limit to the human body, and this limit means that people can only run as fast as they want, jump as high as they want, go as far as they can go, and live as long as they live.

But the pursuit of martial arts lies in breaking the limit and breaking through the limits of heaven and man.

Some martial arts ancestors discovered that there has always been a portal between man and heaven and earth - the gate of heaven.

Open the gate of heaven, you can break through your own limits, make people sympathize with heaven and earth, replace the destiny of heaven with people's hearts, and use the power of heaven and earth to reach the realm of calling for wind and rain.

According to a more modern parlance, it is to open the genetic lock, obtain evolution, and become a super-new human.

The fact is also the same, without any accidents, a grandmaster martial artist can still tear tigers and leopards alive when he is one hundred and fifty years old, and eat a cow every day.

But the power of heaven and earth is too strong, even the Heavenly Gate Grandmaster can't borrow it casually, as soon as the Heavenly Gate opens, it means that this grandmaster has entered the stage of fighting for his life.

"Here comes the sword!"

As if a soft shout sounded in the bottom of people's hearts, I saw that the heavenly gate above Mo Qingshan's head changed from illusory to condensed, and one after another illusory and transparent sword qi seemed to be a group of fish migrating and shooting out of the portal.

In an instant, the entire banquet square was covered.

"Don't !!"

"Ahhh!!h

On the square, the killers who had been killing people like chickens let out screams, they wanted to resist, but who could stop the storm of sword qi released by a grandmaster with his life.

It was a sight like the wrath of heaven.

God won't let you live, who can stop it?

No one can live!

When Jiang Ping circled three times before convincing himself to come, he saw this scene in his eyes.

it!

Except for this sentence, Jiang Ping really couldn't think of other adjectives to describe this situation.

A full house of 3,000 drunk, a sword light cold nineteen continents?

A sword from the west, flying immortals out of the sky?

No, only the slot!

The majesty of the gate of heaven can only be described by this most unpretentious word.

I'm a man who has had a relationship with the great grandmaster, and a man who has also drunk and talked about martial arts myths, can't be too surprised, don't, don't be afraid.

Jiang Ping trembled and hypnotized himself.

But I'm just a fucking cook!

Jiang Ping hid behind the white stone railing in the square, quietly revealing a vigilant eye, confirming that he was outside the edge of the Heavenly Gate Grandmaster's realm, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't dare to be presumptuous, just sneaked around and looked at the situation in the field.

Seven nights have been lying down, and it seems that the backstab should have been successful.

Master Mo opened the gate of heaven and directly entered the stage of fighting for his life, killing these killers was like a chicken, which seemed to occupy a very advantageous advantage, but in fact he had entered a disadvantage.

The fate of the past life is irretrievable after all.

But how did he die in the end?

In this case, at least it is okay to run for your life.

No, I'm here to save my father-in-law!

Jiang Ping finally remembered his purpose, looked intently, and sure enough, he found a little old man who had been beaten and retreated.

Cheng Qianshan's toxin attacked his heart, and in the face of Xu You's left and right attacks, he was hit by a silver needle in one arm, glowing with ice blue, and he was about to freeze into a big ice sculpture.

But fortunately, the head of the sect is powerful, as soon as the gate of heaven is opened, the sword qi is horizontal, even if Xu You is a ninth-grade martial artist, he can't resist the seemingly endless grandmaster sword qi.

Xu You was directly hit and seriously injured.

After all, he is a nine-rank martial artist, he is one step away from the grandmaster, and he still has the cards, and he uses the sword qi to clean up the miscellaneous fish to deal with him, it is easy to injure, but it is difficult to kill.

However, Cheng Qianshan's life was finally solved.

"Senior brother, Qingyunmen will be handed over to you in the future, Nanyue Sword Sect promised me that I will not regret it, and I will have its protection in the future, Qingyunmen will still be the same Qingyunmen.

I just promised you, but I can't do it. ”

Mo Qingshan stretched out his hand and inhaled, and saw Cheng Qianshan grab it in front of him, and then spit out angrily and hit Cheng Qianshan in the back.

Cheng Qianshan directly spit out a mouthful of purple-red poisonous blood with ice slag in it.

"Master!"

Cheng Qianshan spit out poisonous blood, his expression was slightly relaxed, but when he heard Mo Qingshan's words, his complexion changed greatly.

"Don't say more, this is what I owe her, and I should pay it back today!"

Mo Qingshan's body was glowing, with the help of the power of the Heavenly Gate, he seemed to be divine at this moment, and he looked at the few remaining disciples on the ground, as well as some guests with panicked expressions.

"It's really unfortunate that you have suffered today's unjustified disaster, but my Qingyunmen suffered this catastrophe, and it is also a great luck in misfortune that you can die with it!"

"Don't, boss!"

Cheng Qianshan exited to block.

The others also heard what Mo Qingshan meant, and wanted to open their mouths to beg for mercy, but how could their mouths compare to Mo Qingshan's sword qi.

Whoosh!!

Countless sword qi shuttled through, and on the huge square, there were not a few living mouths left for a while.

Zhao Dahu, who was happy, who was honest, Hu Feihua, who was proud, and Zhang Tie, who was sophisticated, could not escape, and the world suddenly fell into darkness.