Gao Changchang fought against Yu Wenhao, and as soon as the two fought, they used their unique skills.

The monks of the Tianhai Realm are different from the warriors of the Shanshui Realm, the Tianhai Realm is a true monk who can absorb the aura of heaven and earth, fuse the essence of all things with his own energy, and cast moves and spells.

At the first encounter, Gao Changjiu relied on his vigorous energy, and through the instantaneous explosion of power and the ingenuity of his moves, the big iron sword opened and closed, flew up and down, and slightly gained the upper hand.

However, after fighting for a while, the gap in the realm manifested itself. Gao Changchang is the triple of the sky and the sea, and Yu Wenhao is the sixth of the sky and the sea, with a triple difference. In the low realm, such as the landscape realm, the sevenfold and eightfold may be about the same, so Gao Changchang and Hou Liang at that time could fight. But the higher the realm, the greater the gap between each weight. It's like five inches and six inches, only one unit apart, one inch apart. However, five zhang and six zhang seem to be one unit apart, but the actual difference is one zhang, and the same is true for practice.

The gap between the sixfold and triple realms of the Heavenly Sea, whether it is the moves, the energy in the body, and the mastery of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, is obvious. What's more, although Gao Chang's weapon is also a sword, it is just an ordinary big iron sword, but the Qianlan Sword in Yu Wenhao's hand is a famous spirit sword. Compared to ordinary swords, the spirit sword is like a monk and an ordinary person.

When Gao Chang didn't fight for a long time, he felt that he didn't have enough energy, he was out of breath, barely supported, and began to think about a way to get out.

On the other side, Zuo Qing looked at Gao Changjiu vs. Yu Wenhao, but he couldn't help anything, and he was very anxious. But when he saw Lin Shuai, he seemed to be unwilling to molest the girl, the girl was already dying, Zuo Qing was furious, "Lin Shuai, you stop me!"

Lin Shuai's wilted thing had just improved a little, and it was cut off by Zuo Qing's throat again, and it immediately wilted again. Lin Shuai was furious and shouted to his subordinates: "What are you all standing for, kill that calf for me, go quickly!"

Several subordinates, including Ma Rui, Guo Yuxuan, etc., saw that Gao Changjiu had been suppressed by Yu Wenhao, and they had no fear in their hearts, and when they heard Lin Shuai's words, they rushed up and went straight to Zuo Qing.

Zuo Qing has no cultivation, and he doesn't know martial arts, so he is not an opponent in the face of anyone, let alone them go together. Even if the enemy is strong and numerous, there is no way to retreat, Zuo Qing turned his heart sideways, picked up a branch from the ground, and planned to play with his life.

Ma Rui was frightened by Gao Chang's sword just now, felt that he had lost face, and wanted to find some cheap on Zuo Qing, so he was the first to rush over and punch Zuo Qing in the face, and Zuo Qing picked up a branch and slapped Ma Rui's arm.

Although Zuo Qing doesn't know martial arts, Ma Rui and the others are just ordinary martial artists, and their realm is not high, they were pulled by a branch, and a mark immediately appeared on their arm, which was red and swollen, Ma Rui withdrew his arm and rubbed and rubbed it, in pain.

But after all, Ma Rui had practiced the basic exercises, and he was whipped by a branch, although it also hurt, but it was not a big problem, but it angered his raging fighting spirit. Ma Rui flew up and kicked directly on Zuo Qing's little stomach, Zuo Qing fell to the ground, Ma Rui's face was also hit by a branch, a red mark appeared on his face, Ma Rui felt a hot pain on his face, and his heart was even angrier, so he kicked Zuo Qing again, kicked Zuo Qing's wrist, and the branch in Zuo Qing's hand flew far away.

At this time, several other subordinates also ran to the front, punched and kicked, and even stepped on and kicked, Zuo Qing rolled on the ground with his head in his hands, without saying a word.

Lin Shuai stood on the opposite stone, wearing no clothes, his slender body, pale skin, and ugly organs were all exposed, Lin Shuai commanded with his teeth and claws over there, "Kill him for me, fight him to death!"

Gao Changjiu saw that Zuo Qing was at a loss, so he withdrew and wanted to rescue Zuo Qing, but suddenly there was a white fog in front of him, and he couldn't see anything.

White Mist Languang!

Yu Wenhao unleashed the trick of the Qianlan Sword, and the mist in the forest condensed, trapping Gao Chang in the mist. Gao Changchang saw that his eyes were shrouded in fog, and his vision was blocked, and at the same time, layers of sword light were constantly hidden in the fog.

Gao Changjiu didn't dare to slack off, so he had to pray that the old brother was okay and calm down to deal with Yu Wenhao.

Climb high and see far, and smell the wind.

Gao Changjiu also used his own trick, the big iron sword flew around, blocking countless sword lights outside, and at the same time, with the help of the momentum of the mountain, with the help of the power of the mountain wind, and dispersed the fog.

Night into Qinglan.

Yu Wenhao's sword light flickered, and the surrounding sky seemed to darken, as if twilight had arrived, surrounding Gao Chang.

Gao Changjiu didn't have much energy at this time, and he was all supported by his will.

Zuo Qing had been beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, at this moment, he couldn't move, holding his head and looking at Gao Changjiu who had no way to retreat from being suppressed by Yu Wenhao, and thought: "Big brother, if you can go, just go, I guess I will be killed here." ”

At the thought of dying, Zuo Qing's heart was filled with sadness, he was originally a mortal person, and it was the master and the elder brother Gao who saved him. Zuo Qing thought of the corpses on the side of the road, the old man among the thorns, and couldn't help but sigh: "Life is so fragile. ”

Zuo Qing looked at the girl over there, the girl closed her eyes tightly, and couldn't tell if she was dead or not, "Stranger, I'm sorry, I can't save you!" Infinite sadness and that helpless sense of helplessness filled Zuo Qing's limbs and bones, and he remembered that year in the village, after the inexplicable wilting smoke, the whole village was gone, and his cousin and grandmother died in front of him, and he was still powerless.

Zuo Qing began to hate himself, at this moment he didn't hate others, he didn't hate the inexplicability of the rampant wilting, he didn't hate Lin Shuai's evildoers, he didn't hate these people who beat him, he hated himself, hated his weakness, hated his own incompetence.

Because of hatred, Zuo Qing felt that the punches and kicks on his body were much more comfortable, and the pain made him sober, made him realize a lot, and also made him change his will.

If you are weak, you will be beaten, and this truth does not distinguish between an era of war and an era of peace.

Weak people, even if they die, they will die in vain. He didn't know the disaster of the village, his own family, the source of the rampant smoke.

I can't be weaker anymore, and if I can do it all over again, I'd rather die from the wilting smoke than become a monk.

However, it is a pity that there is no chance, and he is about to be beaten to death by the villains. Zuo Qing couldn't feel the fists and feet that fell on his body anymore, nor did he feel the pain, and his consciousness was a little blurred.

Lin Shuai was still standing on the stone and dancing, shouting: "Yes, just hit like this! Hard! No, you can't beat like this, hit me with stones, smash me with sticks, like that old immortal, smash all his bones for me!"

Gao held on to his last breath, and when he saw that Zuo Qing was about to die, his heart was full of blood, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the big iron sword to stimulate his maximum potential.

Fake horses are thousands of miles, fake boats are out of the river!

With a strong will and the last potential, Gao Chang danced the big iron sword, as if a god of war rode the wind for thousands of miles, across the rivers, across the world, and shocked in all directions. Finally, Gao Jiu cut through the night, and the twilight around him gradually dissipated, and the sky around him became day again.

Yu Wenhao was also greatly surprised, the two moves he used were all moves of the Tianhai Sixfold Realm, even people in the same realm were difficult to resist, but he didn't expect Gao Changjiu to be able to crack them all.

Using these two tricks also consumed a lot of Yu Wenhao's energy, Yu Wenhao felt that he didn't have much energy left, but seeing Gao Changjiu's appearance, it was estimated that Gao Changjiu's energy had been exhausted, and he looked at Zuo Qing, who was beaten by a group of people, and his heart was filled with murderous intent. He said loudly: "Simply, don't do it, don't stop it! Gao Changjiu, this is what you asked for!"

Sunset!

Yu Wenhao raised the Qianlan sword high, the sword light was ten thousand, the murderous aura was awe-inspiring, and under the sword blade, a blood-colored sunset slowly appeared, the blood light spread, the blood mist condensed, and a terrifying aura of death shrouded the surroundings.

Gao Changjiu used the trick of "fake horse thousands of miles, fake boat and river", and used up his last energy, although he broke Yu Wenhao's "Night into Qinglan", but he no longer had any energy to fight.

Gao Changjiu vomited two mouthfuls of blood, didn't care about any of Yu Wenhao's moves, and walked towards Zuo Qing with a big iron sword, he thought that even if he didn't have the energy, he could kill a few villains with his basic cultivation.

Gao Changjiu left his back to Yu Wenhao, generous, indifferent, and not afraid of death.

Yu Wenhao nodded, "It's a good man! goodbye, Senior Brother Gao!"

A blood mist of light, like a long snake, shot straight into the heart of Gao Changhou.

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Note: The names of the moves in this chapter are adapted from:

1, Bai Juyi, "Twenty Rhymes of Secretary Lu's Summer Newly Planted Bamboo": Qinglan enters the night before the night, and the white dew group in the early autumn.

2, Xie Lingyun, "Late Out of the West Shooting Hall Poem": The evening is cloudy.

3, Xunzi, "Persuasion": Ascending and moving, the arm is not lengthened, and the person who sees it is far away; Those who fake horses will not benefit their feet, but will lead to thousands of miles, and those who fake boats will not be able to use water, but will not be able to cut off rivers. A gentleman is not different, and he is good at things.

The concept of "cultivation" in this book is the study of knowledge and culture, and the comprehension of the principles of life.