Xin Zhuo's stooped waist straightened a little, and his long silver-white hair danced with the wind and snow. He stretched out his right hand, and a long sword with dragon patterns suddenly flew out from the medicine shop in the distance. An aura of fighting against the sky and subduing the earth instantly overwhelmed Qin. Wuji's terrifying "immortal" aura.
Then he slashed out a sword lightly.
It turned out to be the same white intestine fish sword energy as Qin Wuji, but it didn't have too many bells and whistles, and it couldn't even be said to be mysterious, but all Qin Wuji's methods were like ice and snow melting under the blazing sun, devastating and vulnerable to a single blow.
"boom--"
The huge golden light, sword energy, and true energy that swept half of the sky disappeared. Qin Wuji's eyes were full of shock, horror, and confusion. He flew backwards like a rag, and a terrifying sword mark on his chest tore through his intestines. In mid-air, a mouthful of miserable blood was sprinkled into the sky.
"boom!"
After falling heavily for thirteen miles, his broken body hit a big tree, smashed the tree again, and fell into the dust, making no sound for a long time.
Defeat with one sword!
Defeated cleanly.
No matter how amazing it was before, the defeat was as miserable as it was.
Everyone in the sky and on the ground who were still amazed just now were stunned.
The contrast between before and after was so great that Qin Wuji, who was so amazing just now, turned into a clown in an instant.
"Uncle Xin..." Xin Chengzhi had difficulty breathing, and his brain was roaring.
However, Xin Zhuo seemed to have just done an insignificant thing, and even cursed: "A sword from the immortal? Eggplant!"
He casually slashed his sword at the dry and dazed young emperor opposite.
"call out--"
An ordinary sword cuts through the air like the twists and turns of water.
Pavilion Master Xie, Mo Ruyu and other ten masters of the Five Declines of Heaven and Human, had just recovered from the fact that "this old man" actually knew Qin Wuji's immortal cultivator methods, and was even more terrifying. Seeing that the little emperor was about to die, they all wrapped up their terrifying thoughts. The true energy of disillusionment about life and death filled the sky with murderous intent, and swooped away.
The aura of this old man was very strange, unlike the ordinary five-death devastation of gods and humans. It was feared that at least the devas and humans would be depleted by at least the third depletion. Therefore, the ten people not only did not hold back, but also tried to repel his sword and then work together to kill him.
For a time, the sky above the entire town was filled with brilliance and endless pressure, stirring up the flying snow in the sky.
However, just as he was about to shatter the sword light, he saw a dazzling nine-color light glowing on the old man opposite him. Nine kinds of true energy swept across the sky and the earth. It was not dazzling, but it contained endless martial arts and ethereal martial arts that destroyed life and death. .
"Buzz——"
That ordinary sword was followed by a strong overbearing and unparalleled and pure killing intent that seemed to come from the ancient times, and the changes were unprovoked, making it difficult to fathom.
"Not good! Empty and void, life and death are gone, ancient murderous intent, nine-color true energy, the fifth weakest among heavenly beings! This person..."
Pavilion Master Xie was the first to react and shouted loudly.
That's too late!
"boom--"
The ten people felt that they were instantly enveloped by the majestic murderous aura, invaded by overwhelming power, and suppressed by the road at the end of life and death.
Ten times or a hundred times more powerful than them.
His understanding of the way of life and death is also ten times or a hundred times better than theirs!
Completely powerless to resist, unable to resist!
From life to death, from death to death!
"Puff puff……"
Ten masters of the Five Declines of Heaven and Earth, with overwhelming aura, were defeated with one blow. Ten streaks of bright red blood mist filled the sky, and then they were chopped away by the violent sword force, like a goddess scattering flowers.
Among them, Mo Ruyu was the worst. His left arm fell to the ground, half of his neck was cut off, and blood sprang up three feet high.
"Boom boom boom..."
Falling heavily into the army outside the town, at least thousands of soldiers were shocked to death. The terrifying Five Decays of Heaven and Humanity rippled away, and the dense figures of the soldiers flew high like a group of ants.
However, the "unremarkable" sword light still lingered on, slashing towards the little emperor and the thirteen princes with an unstoppable force.
The mortal body was even more powerless to resist, with a heavy look of despair and panic on its face, as if it were cut into wheat, neatly cut in half, with the corpse dangling and blood splattering.
"boom--"
The remaining force of the sword hit a small river outside the town. The embankment burst and the river surged hundreds of feet.
"Buzz——"
The lingering sound of the sword's cry still resounds throughout the world, endlessly.
With one sword, he defeated ten gods and five devastated men, killed tens of thousands of soldiers, and beheaded the emperor and thirteen princes.
A sword is like frost, the heaven and the earth echo, it will last for a long time!
This scene was too hasty, too sudden, too overbearing and terrifying.
Xin Chengzhi and his son, ordinary dignitaries, palace eunuchs and eunuchs were in a daze. So many mysterious and terrifying martial arts immortals were chopped away with a sword. Could this old man be an immortal?
Even the three Yuanji masters Murong Xiu, Tuo Weihuang and Peacock in the sky did not react in a hurry. After all, this kind of swordsmanship is not a sword in the world. It has no trace at all. It is unconstrained, but it kills instantly. .
In the distance, Sirius, Fairy Bailing and Master Nine Birds, who concluded that Xin Zhuo was just an ordinary old man that day, looked pale, dripping with cold sweat, and their bodies suddenly became half limp.
The wind and snow finally continued to fall.
"Bang bang bang..."
The remains of the young emperor, the thirteen princes, and the corpses of tens of thousands of soldiers outside the town slowly fell to the ground with blood. The scene was like a hell on earth.
"Buzz——"
At this moment, Xin Zhuo's terrifying aura of the Great Perfection of the Five Declines of Heaven and Man, no longer held back, exploded with a bang, and the nine-color Qi swept across hundreds of miles. The momentum was so deep, domineering, and overwhelming that it was impossible to stand Looking at him, his voice also became decisive and cold: "If I kill someone, can you stop me? The five degenerates of heaven and man? When I enter this realm, everyone in this realm is ants. Who is my opponent under this sky?" Why do you want to block me?"
The sound was deafening, resounding throughout the world.
Qin Wuji, who was under the debris of a big tree in the distance, endured his serious injury and watched in surprise. At this moment, he felt a bit relieved. It was not that he was too weak, nor that the old man knew his own tricks. It was that the old man was too strong. Not an opponent, but... why does it feel so familiar?
Arrogant, domineering, powerful...
The faces of Pavilion Master Xie, Mo Ruyu, and Deng Shanling were as pale as paper. They jumped up with difficulty and forcibly tapped the meridians all over their bodies to stop the bleeding. Their eyes were full of fear. This person was invincible, but... why was he so familiar?
"It's you! Xin Zhuo!"
Confucian saint peacock's face was very complicated. She finally recognized this "old man".
The nine-color zhenqi is like the sword energy in the eternal river. The swordsmanship has no logic. The confidence that comes from the heart and the trace of aloofness in the bones can only be found in Xin Zhuo.
"Xin Zhuo?!"
The owner of the eighth floor of Baixiao Tower, Tuo Weihuang, looked unspeakably weird as his clothes swayed.
Back then, in the Holy City, Xin Zhuo colluded with the ancient tribes, broke through before the battle, and then left in style. He was rejected by Dongtian, the Holy Land of the World, and was listed as an evil traitor and a foreign race to hunt down. However, he disappeared for forty years without a trace, even if it was a hundred years ago. Xiaolou's Tianluo Xiantian One Hundred and Eight Trigrams can't be calculated. The elders in the building concluded that this person had either died from exhaustion or had escaped to a hidden place for eternity.
Although forty years is not a long time for an advanced warrior, it is long enough if you forget someone.
That's right! No one has mentioned Xin Zhuo for at least 20 to 30 years.
After all, his famous deeds only lasted for a few years, and he was full of amazing people all over the world.
However, now he appears here, looking like an old man, exhausted and twilight. Without the use of martial arts, who would be able to recognize him?
This is not the key. The key point is how did he become the fifth of the five degenerates of heaven and man?
The fifth decline in forty years!
This has surpassed the saints and saints in the Holy Land and Cave Heaven, and even caught up with the group of people on the mountain.
"Xin Zhuo?"
The one-eye of the Black Mountain Ancestor who had not taken action just now suddenly became gloomy. He knew that this man had injured his beloved dragon before the golden age of martial arts was about to come.
"Well……"
Murong Xiu, who had always been cynical and indifferent to everything, put away his folding fan, frowned, and then raised his head sharply: "Huh?"
"Xin Zhuo..."
Xin Zhuo chuckled and called out his name as well. How long has it been since no one called this name?
"For forty years, heaven and man have declined five times!"
Tuo Weihuang stepped forward slowly, his aura suddenly rising. An aura that shocked the world and was incompatible with the martial arts warriors. It seemed that he was transcending another realm and swept everywhere. It was as if he had got rid of the shackles of the warriors being bound by the heaven and earth. Every move contained the infinite martial arts of the world. Avenue.
Threads and dense shadows of grass and flowers fell down, killing each flower and killing each grass.
The joys, anger, sorrows, sorrows and separations between heaven and earth gather in his body.
Yuanji Erlin!
The "forest" is not a tree, but like a towering tree whose shade illuminates all things. It is also like all kinds of martial arts in the world. The forest enters the meridians. If the meridians are completed with ten forests, they will enter the quasi-sage.
Her figure also became disillusioned, and her voice was ethereal: "You are indeed amazing and talented. In the past forty years, there have been five declines in the world, and there are not many people in the world. But your sins cannot be tolerated in the world, the Holy City, and opportunities. Coincidence, let you escape, this time, you have nowhere to go in the sky and on the earth!"
In the distance, eleven people including Pavilion Master Xie, Mo Ruyu, Deng Shanling, and Qin Wuji were slowly approaching, dragging their seriously injured bodies.
However, Xin Zhuo didn't seem to hear Tuo Weihuang's words at all. He just turned back to look at Xin Chengzhi and said in an old and emotional tone:
"I was just a bandit back then. I went to the imperial capital, married a princess, became a prince, and tried to force the emperor to be killed and sit on that dragon chair. Ah Gou, how similar are your experiences to my experiences?
Back then, I risked my life to survive, but now you are in power and you are facing death!
Your life is just like mine back then. There is no shortcut to this road of life and death, the exhaustion of heaven and man, the only way is to enter the world of destiny.
I have accumulated enough, and I have also studied the eternal Buddhist secret scriptures, and practiced hard for forty years. What I missed was this understanding, mental knot, and mental connection. At the last moment, I finally got rid of the shackles of life and death, reached the highest level of martial arts, and was reborn in Nirvana.
So, you were supposed to die, but I wanted to save your life! "
Xin Chengzhi couldn't understand, was confused, and was in a daze.
Xin Zhuo had already turned his head, looked at Tuo Weihuang, and said word by word: "What can Yuanji do? In forty years, the gods and humans have declined? Hahaha..."
He raised his feet and stepped forward. In his first step, the [Xuantian Nine Turns of Viewing the Mountain True Technique] rotated his mind around the sky.
In the second step, the Nine Colors True Qi is unreserved and spreads across the sky and the earth in all directions.
In the third step, two great rivers of true energy, one for Jinwu and the other for Fawutong Youxuan, cross the Three Flowers Qi Sea.
Taking the fourth step, he shouted loudly: "Breaking through!"
"Buzz——"
The nine colors of true energy and the two great rivers of true energy merged instantly, the clouds rolled in the sky, hundreds of miles in radius, the mountains and trees trembled, and the grasses worshiped.
The strong aura of breakthrough into Yuanji spreads to the endless distance.
Tuo Weihuang, who was full of murderous intent on the opposite side, was instantly stunned: "?"
The peacock of Confucius Mountain Saint, who had always been blind, couldn't help but shrink her pupils.
Murong Xiu's fan fell down and he opened his mouth.
Pavilion Master Xie, Mo Ruyu, and Qin Wuji, who were approaching from a distance, paused and stared blankly, their bodies trembling slightly.
Master Jiu Niao, Tian Lang and Bai Ling Fairy, who had already escaped into the distance, looked horrified. They suddenly didn't understand whether they had made the right bet or not.
In a radius of thousands of miles, no Yuanji master has ever broken through the vision.
At this moment, I saw it!
(End of chapter)
