"when……"
The explosive momentum of martial arts spread all around. The only seven remaining masters from the imperial court and various sects fell heavily into the dust with a muffled groan. Their bodies were stained with blood on the dirt and gravel beside the pool, and their faces were decadent. Extremely.
The six great Shinto masters are Miao Sisi, Ye Qing, Yingchun, Zhuang Shisan, Dugu Hongzhi, Song Kaiping from the Taiping Palace and Ningshuang from the Samurai clan.
This is already their seventh time to charge forward with all their strength. Their pride and self-confidence do not allow them to surround one more person in the same situation, and they are still defeated like this!
Especially Dugu Hongzhi, Zhuang Shisan and Ningshuang, they came with the intention of killing Jiang Yuqing, and they were unwilling to give in!
But at this moment, no matter how unwilling or resentful he was, all his efforts were in vain. He had to admit that he couldn't beat him, so he was no match for him!
Jiang Yuqing's stunning killing moves, extremely sensitive fighting control, and understanding of martial arts, techniques, and weapons far surpassed them!
At this moment all pride disappeared like water!
They looked at the terrifying figure with almost red eyes in mid-air, and then looked at the bodies of the Great Master all around. Their hearts were filled with extreme fear, and they no longer had any fighting power!
"Your Majesty, please stop!"
Miao Sisi got up with difficulty and almost squeezed out a sentence through her teeth: "We have no grudges, we just obey the orders of the court and the sect. I, Miao Sisi, swear that from now on I will devote myself to my practice and will never be an enemy of your Majesty." !”
"Jiang... Your Majesty, there is absolutely no enmity between you and me, and I will never be your enemy again. I just want to survive!"
Zhuang Shisan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth tremblingly and spoke hoarsely and humbly.
In the past, based on the teachings of their respective sects, they would rather die in battle than in the middle of the fight.
It’s just that the legendary golden age of martial arts is coming. They are the disciples of Shinto, and they have a bright future. They want to see what will happen in this world when that moment comes?
"late!"
Xin Zhuo was slightly injured, his body trembled slightly, and he sighed softly, "In terms of warriors, I respect you. You did follow the order. But in terms of a life-and-death fight, I am the one who lost, and you will let it go. Really? Think about it for a moment. If you still have the strength, feel free to come and kill me. If I die, I, Jiang Yuqing, will recognize you!"
"understood!"
The hope on the faces of the seven people disappeared little by little, and they smiled in relief at the same time. A trace of sourness rose in their hearts. Being born in the same era as a monster like Jiang Yuqing was their tragedy, and it was definitely the sorrow of the warriors in the world!
Miao Sisi suddenly acted like an ordinary curious little girl and said: "If... the martial arts flourishes come in the future, can you tell us what it will look like on our graves?"
Xin Zhuo nodded: "Okay!"
The seven people stopped talking and looked at the floating corpses and the pool stained red with blood, and then at the white mountains and green water in the distance. After a long time, Zi Miao Sisi, Zhuang Shisan and others cut off their hearts one after another and fell to the ground. On the ground, there were corpses.
Even Shintoko will die!
Whether they are powerful people or martial arts geniuses in heaven and earth, they are always fair in the face of life and death.
Only the last one, Ningshuang, smiled miserably and waved her palm to her forehead, but was stunned by Xin Zhuo's wave.
He fell back to the ground and looked at Ningshuang. This woman was neither a demon nor a human. What on earth was she?
For a long time, he also looked at the pool, lost in thought.
In the eyes of Murong Yi, Long Aotian and other six demon clansmen, this appearance was profound and terrifying.
On the mountain peak on the north bank, thousands of people including Shui Qingliu and Lu Jiu were still in a dazed state, feeling weak in their steps and falling into some deep self-doubt.
The killing scene just came and went as quickly as it came.
Xin Zhuo's fierce methods, decisive kills, and tyranny of one person fighting against forty-seven great sages are breathtaking!
It's like a landscape painting that only exists in imagination, so unreal.
They had imagined how majestic they would be in the future if they had the opportunity, but they never dared to imagine a scene where they could fight forty or fifty masters of the same realm alone and kill them in an instant.
Nonsense!
Especially Shui Qingliu and Lu Jiu's group, they have witnessed the whole process from Xin Zhuo's very weak state to his current terrifying state, and their minds are swaying and they can't extricate themselves.
The battle at Jishuitan was unforgettable for everyone present!
At this time, Xin Zhuo suddenly mentioned Ning Shuang and walked towards Murong Yi, Niu Miaoyi and other five people from the demon clan.
The five people subconsciously took a few steps back, with a bit of caution and caution on their faces.
"Let's talk?" Xin Zhuo asked.
"Okay!" The five people replied readily.
"I'm going into Demon Hill to look for something. My name is Han Wu, not Jiang Yuqing!"
"Understood, we can help you!"
"very good!"
"It's just a life-saving grace!"
"I have some wine here, please drink it."
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"Jiang Yuqing, this little puppy, is worse than anyone else! I treat you as a friend, but you take advantage of me!"
In a mountain forest eighty miles away from Jishuitan, Li Guangling rushed quickly, covering a distance of several hundred feet in a blink of an eye.
His body was covered with scars, his hair was messy, and his royal robe had turned into a beggar's attire.
He has traveled 20,000 miles, which is an extremely far distance for Earth Immortal masters. He was blocked by a group of Earth Immortals thirty-six times along the way, but they all relied on weird ancient escape techniques that those people could not understand. Escape.
However, I don’t know when it will end, and there is no way to continue like this! This was scarier than being chased by that old eunuch. At least the old guy stopped chasing after killing his own substitute for hundreds of miles.
At this time, I looked back and saw more than twenty figures approaching quickly like flowing clouds ten miles behind me.
"Damn it! I have lived for almost a thousand years, and I have never been so aggrieved..."
Li Guangling cursed loudly, and suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood. He sniffed and ran straight in one direction. In the blink of an eye, he came to a lake. He looked around and was surprised. The whole lake was full of corpses floating on the shore. There were also piles of corpses, including many great sages and Shinto disciples.
A hellish killing field!
"Which rogue is so cruel?"
He glanced around and found several warriors carefully rummaging through the corpses looking for items. He immediately jumped down and grabbed a beautiful woman: "What happened here?"
The beautiful woman was only in the seventh level and had no idea where this weirdo came from. She said in horror: "That, the one Jiang Yuqing killed has nothing to do with me!"
Li Guangling's eyes lit up: "Where did the puppy go?"
The beautiful woman pointed to the west: "It seems to be going that way!"
Li Guangling threw her away hard and chased her straight to the west.
Just after he left half a stick of incense, a group of earth immortals, wrapped in the ultimate martial arts, also landed on the edge of the pool. After just a glance, their expressions changed drastically.
All the elite disciples and even the Shinto disciples died tragically?
Along the way, they had already discovered that the Li Guangling in front of them was not Jiang Yuqing!
Jiang Yuqing is definitely not a fairyland!
But since this person pretended to be Jiang Yuqing, he naturally wanted to be killed, and dozens of great sages from his sect came in advance to block all the main roads leading to the Shura River. No matter how treacherous Jiang Yuqing was, it would be difficult to get through.
But...what happens now?
An Earth Immortal looked coldly at the warrior running away not far away: "Who did it?"
The warrior was trembling with fear and knelt down: "Listen to them calling that person...Jiang, Jiang Yuqing!"
The Earth Immortal frowned and asked, "Who else?"
The warrior carefully replied: "He is the only one, very fierce!"
Jiang Yuqing herself? Destroy all the disciples?
A group of earth immortals looked at each other blankly.
"Jiang Yuqing——"
Miao Jingli picked up Miao Sisi and raised her head to the sky to shout filial piety. Miao Sisi was not only her disciple, but also her grandniece, whom she had raised since childhood.
"I don't know how the King of Western Qin did it, but if there were several earthly immortals who came here in the first place, why would it be like this?"
Ying Sijiao closed Ying Chun's open clothes, with a hint of sadness and anger on his face.
In fact, a group of Earth Immortals had selfish motives, and they were somewhat afraid of the backlash from the resentment of the Lord who killed hundreds of thousands of Western Qin troops, a territory of 20,000 miles, and tens of millions of people.
It would save trouble if his disciples killed him.
Now, what is it?
What kind of monster is this Jiang Yuqing?
Bai Liuyun looked to the west with a hesitant look on his face: "Enter the Demon Hill!"
"Kill the Jiao clan as well, otherwise Jiang Yuqing will not die!"
Dongfang Shengyi held Mr. Dongfang's body in his arms and walked slowly from a distance. There were a few wrinkles on his face that was originally unclear about his age.
