The rays of light all over the sky are filled with Cangshan's farewell sword intention, and the ancestors of Cangshan's past dynasties transformed by light and shadow are all integrated into this sword.
A shocking sword that has never been seen in the north may be able to open up the world.
It seemed as if this sword was the only thing left in the world.
Li Haomiao finally looked more serious.
"With the blessing of Cangshan's hundreds of years of luck, I bet on a chance to achieve enlightenment. Haha." Li Haomiao shook his head and laughed, "Only Cang Biejie can have such a skill."
Immediately, Li Haomiao calmed down, his eyes were clear, and his fighting spirit was high.
"I want to see if Cangshan's hundreds of years of luck can match the sword in my hand!"
Li Haomiao has no sword in his hand, but the Zi Zi Sword is already in his heart.
"Ten thousand swords open up the world!"
Li Haomiao just slashed out a sword. Under the glow of the sky, a little sword light spread out thousands of sword shadows. The light and shadow intertwined and bloomed towards the dark sky.
Such a scene seems like a catastrophe that will destroy the world, and all living beings are trembling under its power.
Xiong Kui and others stayed further away again, fearing that the collision of the two swords would affect themselves.
Such power has exceeded the reach of the ninth level of martial arts.
"Who wins or loses?"
"I can't tell, Cang Bieli dares to sacrifice Cangshan's century-old fortune, and I don't know if he can defeat this swordsman master."
"It takes a hundred years to find a tenth-grade grandmaster. If one hundred years of luck can defeat Li Haomiao, wouldn't it mean that all the hundred-year-old sects in the Shifang Mountains have a tenth-grade grandmaster in charge?"
Today, Xiong Kui was too shocked and murmured: "Cang Bieliang is really crazy. If this battle is defeated, all the accumulation of Cangshan Mountain will be burned."
Zong Linyue saw such a "splendid scene" for the first time and said: "Old Xiong, why do you think Cang Bielie will lose?"
Xiong Kui shook his head and denied: "No, Cang Bielie may not necessarily lose, but he will never win."
"Why?" Zong Linyue asked.
Xiong Kui continued: "Girl, why do you think there are so few masters in the world? Why are those tenth-level masters squatting motionless on their own hills?"
Zong Linyue thought for a moment and said, "Because...it's highly virtuous?"
"You are so virtuous and respectable. Look at that Li Haomiao. He drinks in restaurants all day long and listens to music. How can he look so virtuous and respectable?"
Zong Linyue smiled and listened to Xiong Kui continue: "It is said that before Li Haomiao, there were four great masters in the world, Master Xuan Song, the host of Xuankong Temple, the tower keeper of Nanzhou Prefecture, and the holy envoy of the Holy Mountain on the Grassland... .There is another person on the East China Sea Islands, and the dragon has seen its head but not its tail. These four people occupy the four directions of southeast, northwest, and have not changed for decades."
"Do you know why this is?"
Zong Linyue stared at Xiong Kui with dissatisfaction and said angrily: "If you fart, hurry up!"
Xiong Kui occasionally wanted to show off his knowledge in front of Zong Linyue, but Zong Linyue never gave him a chance to show off.
Xiong Kui chuckled twice and said, "Because... Night Ghost!"
...
Compared with the power of Li Haomiao and Cang Separate, Yu Zhi and Cang Shuijian are dangerous to the naked eye.
Cang Shui was burned by the green flames and his internal organs were seriously injured, while Yu Zhi also consumed most of his true energy and fought with all his strength.
boom!
Thunder suddenly appeared, and purple lightning surged.
Countless electric snakes rushed toward Cang Shui.
Yu Zhi also took the lead. The sword energy burst out and condensed into a wisp of sword intent that seemed to be non-existent.
clang!
The dagger in Cang Shui's hand was knocked away, and his figure retreated violently.
"Cang Shui, accept your fate! Pay for the lives of the twenty-six people who died!"
Cang Shui steadied his body and covered his chest with one hand. Yu Zhi's moves were not a threat. The real trouble was a green flame in his body.
If you can't suppress the green inflammation in your body, your body will explode and die sooner or later.
Yu Zhi took advantage of the victory and pursued it, and it took him a long time to gain such a slight advantage.
The sword comes out!
Approaching Cang Shui's throat, his eyes filled with wind, he could foresee Cang Shui's next retreat every time.
In the past, Yu Zhi only used his eyes for pre-defense, but now they also have unexpected effects when used for attack.
The threat of the sword caused many scars on Cang Shui's body.
No one would have thought that Cang Shui, one of the five great elders of Cangshan and the eighth-grade Open Monument, would be forced to this point by Yu Zhi, who only had broken armor.
"Are we just going to watch Cang Shui die like this? Do nothing?" Cang Mu said, who had not spoken yet.
Cang Shui and Cang Mu were on good terms, and Cang Mu naturally didn't want to watch Cang Shui die in Yu Zhi's hands.
Hearing this, Cang Jin naturally wanted to rescue him.
Cang Shui dies, does this bring shame on Cang Shan?
Cangshan's prestige falls again and again, and sooner or later it will be looked down upon by other sects in Shiwan Mountain.
dignity!
What an important thing!
Wei Wuji, who had been paying attention to the battlefield, was also paying attention to the movements of Cang Jin and others.
"Everyone, it's a fair fight. Do you still want to intervene? Have you forgotten that night twenty years ago?"
Wei Wuji stared at Cang Jin and the other elders with the same arrogance as when he took a gun and rode through the gate of Cangshan Mountain.
The energy that Cang Jin mentioned fell silent again.
"The case of intercepting and killing Da Chu officials has long been concluded. Wei Wuji, why do you go so far as to bully others?"
Wei Wuji could not be Yu Zhi's master, so he said: "Master Yu, you are not here for the officials of Chu. Cang Shui's life should be paid to the spirit in heaven."
"Cangshan has spent twenty years of luck to compensate the Chu Dynasty. Do you insist on Cang Shui's life?" Cang Jin said.
Wei Wuji just said: "Those who kill will always be killed! Cang Jin, you should understand this truth."
While the two were talking, Yu Zhi knocked Cang Shui away again.
Yu Zhi's every move was just right, interrupting Cang Shui's suppression of Qing Yan's flow of Qi.
This is the key.
How powerful can a sword of the seventh level be?
That green flame that burns the body is Yu Zhi's biggest killing move.
At this moment, there was no good flesh anywhere on Cang Shui's body, and the burning scars were terrifying.
boom!
When Yu Zhi was exhausted, he pointed his sword at Cang Shui's throat.
"Cang Shui, what else do you have to say?"
Cang Shui's eyes were full of hatred, but he had no regrets. "I blame myself for not being ruthless enough. I should have killed you when I first saw you."
If you think about it carefully, from the time Yu Zhi entered Beiliang Mansion, whether it was Wang Xiao's matter or the fight for power in Shaowu Hou Mansion, Yu Zhi had interfered with it.
This is destined to be an enemy!
Yu Zhi snorted coldly and said to Guo Shuer in the distance: "Miss Guo, you should avenge your parents with your own hands!"
Guo Shuer walked up to Cang Shui and took the Zi Zi Sword.
The angry Guo Shuer had already wanted to kill Cang Shui. This was her only wish to live. Only Yu Zhi knew what this weak girl had paid for this revenge.
"Cang Shui, you ordered your disciples to kill my parents. Today, I will use your head to comfort my parents' spirits in heaven!"
Cang Shui looked at Guo Shuer as if accepting his fate. What he did at that time, he did not expect such consequences.
"I killed people when I was young, and countless people died at my hands. I have been waiting for my enemies to come to my door all my life, but I never thought that I would be defeated at the hands of an unknown person."
Yu Zhi glanced at his mouth and said: "If I could, I don't want to expend such effort. It's a pity that my uncle refused to take action, otherwise he would die in the hands of a sword master. This title sounds much better."
Yu Zhi said boredly, and then said to Guo Shuer: "Let's do it!"
Guo Shuer nodded, raised his sword and slashed at Cang Shui's head.
Cang Shui no longer had the power to resist, and the green flames in his body would never be extinguished. Even if Guo Shuer didn't kill him, he would be burned to ashes when his true energy was exhausted.
Cang Shui will die, this has become a foregone conclusion.
There was no one in Cangshan who could speak for him anymore. Maybe Cangbieli was still willing to save Cangshui's life, but now Li Haomiao was here.
Yu Zhi won, he won cleanly.
Since he won, how could Li Haomiao not help Yu Zhi kill Cang Shui?
When the sword fell, the light of the sword flashed.
The hearts of everyone in Cangshan have fallen to the bottom. If Cangbie uses a hundred years of luck to defeat Li Haomiao, he can still win back some face.
If we lose again and again, and lose again and again, the glory of Cangshan will dim from today.
A look of struggle flashed in Cang Shui's eyes again, and a black and gloomy mist wandered in his eyes, like the darkness swallowing up the light.
Behead with a sword!
Guo Shuer's wish should have come true.
But when the Zi Zi Sword fell, Cang Shui raised his hand to hold the edge of the Zi Zi Sword!
clang!
A dull voice sounded in everyone's ears.
How could this be?
What is this?
Compared with the shocking sword duel in mid-air, the scene on the ground indeed revealed an extremely strange atmosphere.
Cang Shui was seen covered in black mist, with dark scales growing on his skin, and a rotten stench assaulted his face.
"It smells so bad. What does it smell like?"
"Why does Cang Shui smell like this?"
"No, I seem to have smelled this smell before."
Countless whispers sounded.
Yu Zhi frowned. This smell seemed familiar to him, but he couldn't think of the source for a while.
"Kill me? Jie Jie Jie, is it so easy?"
The hoarse voice made people shudder, like the roar of an evil spirit wandering in the mountains and fields.
What's surprising is that Cang Shui holds the sword blade with one hand, but no blood flows out.
Cang Shui raised his head, and his eyes were completely swallowed up by the black mist, leaving only darkness.
He smiled slightly at Guo Shuer, and the eerie smile made Guo Shuer tremble.
When Yu Zhi saw the penetrating eyes and weird smile, his scalp went numb, and the appearance of that night ghost instantly emerged in his mind.
What is the rotten stench if it's not the smell of night ghosts?
Night ghost, why did Cang Shui become a night ghost?
"Let's go!" Yu Zhi immediately shouted and pulled Guo Shuer up to escape.
At the same time, Cang Shui's sinister laughter became more and more harsh, and his depressed aura suddenly surged, glowing with infinite vitality!
"Go to hell!"
An extremely powerful force poured out from Cang Shui.
Compared to landslides and tsunamis, it is no less impressive.
No one understands what happened?
How could Cang Shui, whose defeat was certain, change like this? How could he turn things around?
How did you get this stench and this ghastly appearance?
Everything happened too fast.
The impact of the wind and residual clouds hit Yu Zhi and Guo Shuer who were close at hand.
All defenses were too late, not to mention how could Yu Zhi, who was also exhausted and at the end of his crossbow, defend himself?
"Yu Zhi!"
"Little Lord!"
Li Wantong and others shouted in unison.
A side of darkness centered on Cang Shui, like a black hole, swallowed up the figures of Yu Zhi and Guo Shuer, and also swallowed up the surrounding light.
Only Cang Shui's maniacal laughter could be heard from the black hole.
"Jie Jie Jie!"
"Die, die!"
"Death to me all!"
