Chapter 1,295 My heart is as undefeated as ever

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At the same time, Mei Qihe flicked his hand, there was a tinkling sound, and a shrill scream suddenly came from the invisible void.

"This emperor will not let you go..."

Amid the screams, the angry and vicious roar of the Southern Ghost Emperor could be heard.

The sound suddenly rose and disappeared, obviously he had escaped!

"It's really rubbish!"

Mei Qihe shook his head, reached out and twisted it lightly, then used the empty sky as the platform and the rising sun as the strings, and a beautiful Yao Qin appeared in front of him.

"Brother Ye, be careful..."

Plum-riding cranes caress the Yao harp, and the sound of the harp is long and ethereal like a dream. In the east, there is the spring breeze at dawn, birds are chirping, the grass grows long on the Donghua Mountain, and the orioles are flying, and the mountain flowers are in full bloom;

In the south, there is a scorching sun in the sky, scorching heat, the vegetation is scorched, and the summer flowers are brilliant;

In the west, the autumn frost is bleak, the grass and trees are withering, the mountain flowers are withered, and the endless fallen trees are rustling;

In the north, there are thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow country, the mountains and the mountains are covered with snow, and all life is dead.

For a time, the entire Donghua Mountain actually showed completely different scenes of spring, summer, autumn and winter, like a dream.

This is what Mei Qihe practices. As soon as this method comes out, the four seasons and all things reincarnate, which is mysterious and unpredictable.

When Mei Qihe started to move, Bai Huaxian seemed to use his finger to point the pen, and used the sky and the earth as a painting. He wiped it with his hand, and it was the sea of ​​clouds thousands of miles away, and the sky and the earth.

However, that sea of ​​clouds is neither a cloud nor a sea, but a sword.

Sword Qi and Sword Intent.

Different from the ordinary sword energy and sword intention that are so sharp and sharp, cutting open the world and killing all things, Bai Huaxian's sword intention is like the white clouds, like the flowing water, ethereal and gentle.

However, the white clouds and gray dogs, the flowing water are ruthless, and the seemingly ethereal and gentle sword intention actually contains the power of heaven and earth and the supreme way.

Hear the thunder in the silent place, and there is stillness in the soft place.

As Mei Qihe and Bai Huaxian joined the battle, as well as Yue Wanfa, Xuanyuan De, and Haotian Chenxing, the situation suddenly reversed, and Ye Qing was at a disadvantage in the blink of an eye.

"With so many people coming together, it should be enough to give Ye Qing a good beating."

Looking at the people fighting together, Li Qingping quietly moved a few steps to the side: "Anyway, there is no difference between beating others and beating me. This way we can do business when we go back."

"Hey, I'm really smart."

"I asked you to come together, and you really did come together!"

At this time, the onlookers were speechless. It was shameless enough for Yue Wanfa and Xuanyuan De to attack Ye Qing. Now there are three more geniuses who are among the top ten in the earth rankings. Do we still want to be shameless?

But then again, it seems that Ye Qing brought this matter on himself. Why are you pretending that you are fine?

Okay now, put yourself in it.

Immediately, everyone noticed Li Qingping who took two steps to the side and seemed to have no intention of getting involved in this matter, and couldn't help but nodded.

It seems that being number one on the land list is indeed much better than being fourth or sixth on the land list. At the very least, it still has some dignity.

Of course, if they knew what Li Qingping was thinking at this time, they probably wouldn't think so.

However, the presence or absence of Li Qingping didn't seem to have much impact on the outcome, because after just ten breaths of time, Ye Qing was completely at a disadvantage.

Yuan Zhantian transformed into a god and demon and shook the world with his power, leaving Ye Qing unable to resist;

The plume riding a crane connects the four seasons of spring and autumn with the sound of the piano. The four seasons rotate, and the wind, frost, snow and rain change, making Ye Qing tired of dealing with them;

Bai Huaxian used his finger as a pen to outline the white clouds in the sky as a sword, cutting off the long time and killing the ruthless years, making Ye Qing miserable.

In addition, in order to regain their face, Yue Wanfa, Xuanyuan De, Haotian Chenxing and others used all kinds of magical powers, secrets, magic weapons and treasures to Ye Qing desperately.

Therefore, it didn't take long for Ye Qing's aura to become much weaker, and there were many more scars on his body, making him look embarrassed and miserable.

"It looks like Mad Lord is about to lose..."

"Mad Lord is too trusting!"

"such a pity……"

Seeing the battle in the air, everyone couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.



"Tsk, tsk, Yue Wanfa is so cruel, he even chopped off Mad Lord's left arm. How much hatred and hatred is there!"

"With such serious injuries, Mad Lord should be done with it now!"

"Be more confident and remove the things you should..."

Half an hour later, everyone couldn't help but sigh as they looked at Ye Qing who had his left arm chopped off by Yue Wanfa using a magical power.



"Ha, my right arm is also broken, so Mad Lord may not be able to hold on anymore!"

"That's necessary. This arm was cut by Bai Huaxian. Bai Huaxian is not a piece of trash like Yue Wanfa. The sword intention enters the body. No matter how strong Ye Qing is, he can't hold on!"

"Look, Mad Lord got punched by Yuan Zhantian again, he's going to lose!"

An hour later, everyone shouted as they looked at Ye Qing, who had his right arm chopped off by Bai Huaxian's sword and punched through the chest by Yuan Zhantian's punch.



"How's it going? Did you lose?"

"Nope!"

"I've been fighting for more than two hours. Is it over yet?"

"It will definitely be over, it just depends on when."

"Well, why bother? Why bother?"

Two hours later, everyone was bored and speechless.

That’s not to say that the fights on the Wuji stage weren’t exciting, on the contrary, they were exciting and exciting, something that’s rare to see in a century.

From the beginning, Ye Qing was at a disadvantage. Every time when everyone thought that Ye Qing could not hold on and would definitely lose, Ye Qing was able to unexpectedly turn the danger into safety and persevere. It could be said that there were constant reversals.

If we say that the attacks of Bai Huaxian, Yuan Zhantian, Mei Huaxian and others were like the violent wind and rain and the huge ocean waves, Ye Qing was like the experienced fishermen who were in charge of the boat. Compared with the waves, they are insignificant, but they can always rely on experience, courage and perseverance in critical moments to fight against the wind and waves and turn danger into safety.

But no matter how exciting something is, no matter how extraordinary the reversal is, if you watch it for an hour or two in a row, you won't be surprised, but tired.

Of course, although there was no surprise or novelty, everyone's hearts were filled with shock, disbelief, and incomprehension.

Because Ye Qing did not lose. In their eyes, Ye Qing, who should have been beaten to the ground two hours ago, still did not lose. He was still standing and persisting.

Although in these two hours, Ye Qing never had the upper hand or took the initiative. Being able to persevere under the full siege of the six half-saints in the realm of a great master is an incredible thing in itself. .

Even if Ye Qing persists, he will lose sooner or later, and there is no possibility of turning defeat into victory. But in the desperate situation where defeat is inevitable and certain, the opponent still perseveres and works hard, which is even more unbelievable to them.

Just like now, Ye Qing's arms are obviously broken, his chest is collapsed, his whole body is covered in blood, his forehead and eyebrows are as bright as jade, with spiderweb-like cracks, and his whole body seems to fall down or break into pieces at a touch.

However, in the stormy winds and stormy waves, Ye Qing always stood firm and remained proud.

Not only that, even if he is scarred, even if he is tired and embarrassed, even if his future is hopeless, Ye Qing's eyes will always be as bright as stars, his fighting spirit will always remain undefeated.

My heart is the same, I will never give up, never lose, and never lose.