Qingcheng Mountain is only a few dozen kilometers away from here. Even if the virtual monks are not in a hurry, they can get there in less than half an hour.
As the war was about to begin, the atmosphere suddenly changed, and dull pressure suddenly arose. Apparently everyone around them had been notified that the people from Qingcheng Dongtian had gone down the mountain.
Crazy Sword Liu Qing, Cloud Sword Zhao Xuanji, Tie Ying and Lao Xi all sat quietly and adjusted their breaths without chatting. They wanted to adjust their state to the best to cope with the upcoming battle.
Feeling the pressure in the air, Shuiqing helped the people staying around start to escape from this dangerous area to avoid unnecessary disasters.
Just as everyone was preparing for the battle, two figures appeared at the northern edge of the Shuiqing Gang's territory. The figure in the back was tall, but his expression was very depressed and in no condition at all. The figure in the front looked calm, behaved casually, and showed no face. The tension of the war.
"Guo Changjiang, are you looking like this to make people laugh?" said the person in front.
The tall man was Guo Changjiang, the boss of the Minjiang Society, and the man in front was Lin Tao who called Guo Changjiang to call the police when the Minjiang Society was destroyed.
"Am I not a joke now?" Guo Changjiang's tone was low, without the high spirits he had when he was the boss.
"There's nothing funny about losing to Qingcheng Dongtian. Neither the Shumen nor the Tianxiong Army dare to say that they can escape unscathed." Lin Tao persuaded.
"If you lose, you lose. There is nothing to say." Guo Changjiang said.
"You don't want revenge?" Lin Tao asked.
"How to repay?" Guo Changjiang shook his head.
"People in Qingcheng Dongtian have been cultivating since childhood. You have only practiced martial arts for five or six years to achieve this level. What's the difficulty in surpassing them? Go to Afang Palace to find a suitable secret book, or go to the martial arts hall or somewhere to concentrate on learning. After half a year, I have reached the peak of the virtual realm. Even if I cannot defeat a group of Qingcheng Dongtian guys, it is still not easy to kill one or two of them." Lin Tao said.
After listening to Lin Tao's words, Guo Changjiang's eyes gradually regained some color, and he asked with some anxiety: "Will the Jiangwu Hall let me practice with them?"
Lin Tao smiled and said: "Isn't it clearly written on their official website? A lot of people go there, but it's not like no one has been there."
Guo Changjiang thought for a moment and said, "Well, after everything here is over, I will go to Qingcheng Nanshan Hall to have a look."
Just when the people from Qingcheng Dongtian were about to arrive and destroy the Shuiqing Gang in one fell swoop, an Angzang figure came to Chengfu and sat down on the balcony on the roof of the Chengfu Beidu District Military Operations Center.
This battle not only affects the world, but also has a great impact on the military government. If it is not handled carefully, Chengfu may suffer huge losses.
"How is the outcome of this battle?" At a stall at the entrance of an alley in the distance, a young man covered in a robe from the neck down said, with an ancient bun on his head, his eyes full of agility, and he The dress is very inappropriate.
"God's Coming"
"This battle has no bearing on victory or defeat." Sitting across from him was a man with eyebrows like sharp swords and eyes like cold gleams. He was twisting a broad bean, peeling it carefully, and then putting it into his mouth one by one.
"It has nothing to do with victory or defeat, so what does it have to do with?" the man in the robe asked.
"This is just a test, to test the reaction of the military government, to test the reaction of other forces, and to test the reaction of the secular world.
The power of practitioners. "A cold light flashed in the eyes of the man with eyebrows like sharp swords.
"Why test it?" the man in robe asked again.
“Because they’re going to do bigger things.”
"What big deal?"
"Who knows, maybe it's just an idea from the peak of power."
The mighty ones who stand at the pinnacle of cultivation, the absolute strong men who control the most powerful force in the world. The turbulent waves in the world may just be their temporary thoughts. They want to watch the drama of world hegemony, the disputes in the world, or the ups and downs of the world. destroy.
"That's the case, so it doesn't make any sense whether to test it or not." The man in the robe said.
"It may not mean much to the person who is thinking about it, but it is of great significance to the person who takes action. It is of great significance to the person who is involved in the situation." The man with eyebrows like a sharp sword said.
"Will you join the game?" the man in robe asked.
"We are already in the game." The man with eyebrows as sharp as a sword said.
Here, you are already in the game.
"Will Hu Yitian come?" the man in robe asked.
"I'm not a roundworm in his stomach, so how can I know about him." The man with eyebrows as sharp as a sword said, his eyes became colder, as if sword energy was overflowing.
"Now if you fight him again, what will be the outcome?" the man in the robe said.
"Six and four open." said the man with eyebrows like sharp swords.
"Is he six or are you six?" the man in the robe asked curiously.
"Me." The man with eyebrows as sharp as a sword said affirmatively.
"It seems that the injury has made you better." The man in the robe said.
"If you can focus on practicing your sword instead of wondering about messy things all day long, you will not end up almost dying by someone else's sword." The man with eyebrows as sharp as a sword said.
Who has never almost died by someone else's sword? When he said this, he was not talking about himself. He also almost died by Hu Yitian's sword.
"If I practice swordplay all day, then who will be chatting with you to relieve my boredom." The man in the robe smiled.
"I don't need to relieve your boredom, I just want to satisfy your curiosity so that you can concentrate on practicing swordsmanship." The man with an eyebrow as sharp as a sword said. He said this. In fact, he felt guilty, so he would be so accommodating.
"Brother Wei, I feel very guilty for you to be like this." The man in the robe smiled brightly, showing no guilt at all.
"Guilt is also a kind of power." The man with sharp eyebrows said, not knowing whose guilt he was talking about.
"Then I can only feel a little more guilty." The man in the robe laughed happily, and then asked: "This is not a small situation. Will those monsters also get involved in the situation?"
"That's the demon that takes away other people's bodies." said the man with eyebrows like sharp swords. The man in robe followed the direction guided by his spiritual thoughts. Four streets away, a man stood at the window on the fourth floor of a seven-story building facing the street. In front of the window, looking at the sky in the distance.
Feeling the spiritual thoughts extending from the two of them, the person standing in front of the window sent a message to him: "Mr. Mo Wei, do you have any advice?"
"I'm just curious and want to see you." The man with sharp eyebrows sent his message back with his spiritual mind.
It turns out that this man with eyebrows like sharp swords, eyes like cold light, and a sword-like spirit all over his body is actually Shushan swordsman Mo Wei.
, a peak swordsman who once fought with Hu Yitian and ended up losing both sides.
No wonder the two of them spoke without restraint, just like ordinary people chatting on the street and talking about trivial things, without any fear of being overheard.
It's just that my little brother is curious, and he uses his spiritual thoughts to look at others so impolitely. You can imagine how domineering Mo Wei is. No matter who you are, as long as I want to, I will not beat around the bush, nor will I consider other people's feelings. Come directly.
"Is there anything different about me?" The demon who was watched by Mo Wei's spiritual thoughts was not angry at all, and had no intention of panicking and avoiding. The transmission of his spiritual thoughts was extremely peaceful.
"This is what makes you different." Mo Wei's mind moved again.
"Mr. Mo Wei is so complimentary." The demon's mind conveyed joy.
"Brother Wei, isn't this impolite?" the man in the robe said sheepishly.
"Why should we be polite?" Mo Wei asked.
Why? Why be polite? What is politeness for?
The simplest question was asked to the man in the robe, and he didn't know how to answer it for a moment.
"When you have enough power, politeness is superfluous." Mo Wei explained.
People who stand at the pinnacle of the virtual realm and can fight against all the masters of the virtual realm in the world do not need to be polite to ordinary people.
When I can crush you to death with one finger, will I be polite to you? I won't even care about your existence. Your existence is as meaningless as an ant.
"I think it's better to be polite." After thinking for a long time, the man in robe insisted on his idea.
"The demons from Xidu have entered the situation. What do they want to do?" the man in the robe asked, still not shying away from the eyes and ears of the people around him.
"Do what they want to do." Mo Wei said.
Of course they do what they want to do. This answer is the same as no answer, but it is not wrong, just a bit perfunctory.
The man in the robe understood what Mo Wei meant, even he didn't know what it meant.
"Brother Wei, if a fight breaks out, will you take action?" the man in robe asked.
"We hold the sword to rectify the injustices in the world and correct the evil ways in the world." Mo Wei said.
If the world is unfair, I will make it right; if morality is unfair, I will make it right.
This is the Mohist swordsman.
No one can know whether the Mohist Swordsman's entry into the situation is good or bad for the menacing Qingcheng Dongtian, but what is known is that the Mohist Swordsman will not tolerate injustice at the moment.
Mo Xia appeared in Chengfu, and the demons were observing the situation. Secretly, it was not known how many forces were observing the situation and preparing to make a move. No one could predict what the outcome of this trip to Qingcheng Cave would be, whether it was Shumen or Heaven. The heroic army is now just a chess piece, a chess piece that can be manipulated.
Four streets away, at the window on the fourth floor, the demon whose traces were discovered by Mo Wei has not left. It is still standing in front of the window, not afraid of the prying eyes from all sides, not afraid of being killed and taking away the soul. It has its own aura. Yue Zhi's momentum.
No one knows who the demon standing at the window is. The only thing that is certain is that this demon has extraordinary cultivation and is a master similar to Mo Wei.
