Southeast of Yunzhou.
The border between the two states.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
In the void, Qu Hao, the Nine-Sword Sword Master, combined his body with his sword and turned into a blazing sword light. Accompanied by the shocking sound of the "Nine-Character Killing Words", he fought with a great light Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva.
The roaring sound turned into rolling thunder that echoed for hundreds of miles, and the blazing light illuminated the night sky, as if it was about to turn this place into day.
However, this fight did not last long. After another earth-shattering impact, the Great Light Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva was completely shattered, peeling off like cracked porcelain, revealing a golden bald monk behind him.
It is the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas, where Buddhas are immeasurable.
And in mid-air, the blazing sword light disintegrated, revealing the figure of Qu Hao, the Nine-Kill Sword Master, vomiting blood. The bright red blood dyed his white clothes red, and his hair was messy, showing his embarrassment.
But he just glanced at Fo Wuliang fiercely, then united his body and sword again, turned into a sky-shattering rainbow, changed the direction, and was about to drive away with his sword.
However, just after the sword light had traveled less than ten miles, I saw a series of evil winds falling from the sky. The sky and the dark ground where it passed were dark, the sun and the moon had no light, and the sword rainbow that blew was uncertain, and it swayed this way and that.
This is the divine wind of Samadhi!
When Qu Hao, the Nine-Kill Sword Master, realized what he was doing, it was already too late. He had to forcefully summon up a burst of magic power and use another Nine-Killing magical power, which turned into a shocking killing sword and cut through the wind-based magical power.
But he didn't dare to delay. He turned again, and the sword rainbow split into the sky, and he chose another direction and passed quickly.
However, we still couldn't go more than seven or eight miles before we encountered a big mountain.
A mountain suspended in the void, entangled with black and white, with its majestic peak piercing the clouds and sky, suppressed it.
His eyes widened, and the Nine Kills Sword Master's eyes were about to split. He shouted loudly, and his sword turned into lightning and went backwards, trying to split the mountain.
Yang Shen Sword Master cuts the mountain with one sword. It is really like the sword passing by and the mountain splitting.
But this mountain is not an ordinary mountain, or even a magic weapon, but a dharma image.
I saw the mountains spinning rapidly, and the force of deflection and entanglement spread in all directions. The shocking sword light seemed to be stuck in the quagmire, and the harder it struggled, the slower it became.
boom!
The sword broke through the mountain for dozens of miles, but failed to cut through it in the end. It only left a scar that almost penetrated the black and white entangled mountain.
Instead, Qu Hao, the Nine-Kill Sword Master, vomited blood and fell out again. He staggered several steps in the void before trying to stabilize his body.
He looked up again and saw that the mountain was rotating in the opposite direction. Although the speed was not fast, what was visible to the naked eye was that the scar was closing.
At the bottom of the mountain, a strong man walked out slowly.
He doesn't dress like a monk, but like a martial artist, and his powerful attire cannot hide his strong physique.
He stood there with an aura that was as calm as the earth. Facing the Nine-Slay Sword Lord Qu Hao, he raised his hands, cupped his fists, and saluted.
That's the martial artist's fist-holding ceremony!
Yes, this one is not an immortal cultivator, but a martial saint!
"Martial Saint of Taiyue, Yan Wuji!"
Nine-Kill Sword Master Qu Hao gritted his teeth and spat out a few words, slightly surprised: "Why you?"
Yan Wuji has a typical northern appearance, with a Chinese character face and a rough face. Although he just won a move, he is not happy, but has a slightly sad expression.
After hearing the question, he could only say: "Although this trip is not what I wanted, the kindness I owe people must be repaid eventually. Please forgive me, Lord Nine Kills Sword!"
"Favour? What kind of kindness is worth it for you to ignore the safety of your whole family and the entire clan and insist on becoming an enemy of our Galaxy Sword Sect?"
Yan Wuji's expression became even more bitter: "Opportunity to become a saint!"
With just four words, Qu Hao, the Nine-Killing Sword Master, said no more. The opportunity to become a Martial Saint was indeed a great kindness, and there was no need to talk nonsense.
Turning his head again, the other two people had already surrounded him, and the three immortals formed a "pin" shape to surround him.
This was already a certain death situation, but Qu Hao, the Nine-Kill Sword Master, did not show any panic at all, but had a calm mind.
He turned his eyes slightly, and when he passed by Fo Wuliang, he didn't stop at all, and turned to look at the last person.
It was an old man wearing a green shirt with an air of immortality. Just standing there gave people the illusion that "I want to ride the wind back". He was really interpreting the misty appearance of a cultivator. Incisively and vividly.
"Old Kamikaze?"
The Nine-Slay Sword Master asked again: "I am not surprised at all that Liangzhou Great Buddha Temple is driven by the disciples of Butian, but why is your Ningzhou Taishang Dao Sect?"
The old man Kamikaze sighed: "It's not the sect's decision, it's me coming here alone."
"Is it also because I owe a great debt of gratitude?"
"No, it's hard to disobey the teacher's orders!"
"I see!"
With a long sigh of relief, Qu Hao, the Nine-Kill Sword Master, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled casually: "It seems that I have to die here today."
Buddha Wuliang clasped his hands together, shouted a Buddha's name, and said extremely harsh words: "If you are willing to tie your hands and feet and beg for surrender, we can also spare your life."
"Tie your own hands and feet? Beg for surrender?
Hahahaha, Bald Donkey, I think you’re not awake yet? "
The Nine-Slaughter Sword Master seemed to have heard something funny. He raised his head and laughed. His eyebrows were flying, and the murderous intent in his eyes was boiling, as if it were real: "In our Galaxy Sword Sect, the only sword cultivators who died in battle can't beg for surrender." The coward.
Today, I deserve to die for this!
Of course, the journey to hell is long, and I always need someone to accompany me. "
After he finished speaking, his body shook, and another Qu Hao walked out of his body.
This man is just like Qu Hao, but his figure is illusory and not solid. He is surrounded by stars, and the nine mantras with the word "kill" are spinning endlessly.
This is the primordial spirit, the primordial spirit that Qu Hao, the Nine-Killing Sword Master, has practiced hard for hundreds of years. Although he has not reached the peak of the Yang God, it is almost there.
What's even more shocking is that this soul made an astonishing move as soon as it appeared, and actually slapped the physical body with a palm.
Even though the Nine-Kill Sword Master Qu Hao was not a martial artist, this palm still shattered his body into fragments of flesh and blood, and saw streaks of blood essence filling the air, enveloping the soul.
This is the body denying the soul!
This is to take off the shackles of the body and push the Yang Shen Sword Master's strongest method - Yuan Shen Sword Control to the extreme.
Back then, his eldest brother used such means at the critical moment to defeat the immortals, kill the Great Illusion Demon Evil Immortal, and complete the feat of changing the life of the Yangshen Sword Master to the immortal.
This is also the last resort, a situation of life and death!
Sure enough, seeing how decisive he was, the expressions of the three immortal realm masters changed. They retreated almost at the same time. Although the encirclement was not broken, no one was willing to withstand this wave of attacks.
But Qu Hao showed an expression of enjoyment in the blood mist. At this moment, the soul's mana was pushed to an unprecedented peak. He looked at the three people and laughed contemptuously.
"The Xinghe Sword Sect has seven peaks and seven palaces, but the "Nine Killing Sword Technique" of Longding Mountain is the most powerful for killing and killing. However, Qu has cultivated it in his whole life and has never really fought with all his strength."
"In this last battle, I deserve to be killed!"
After he finished speaking, he glanced towards Buddha Wuliang, said with a 'haha' smile: "Then it's you!"
Tsk tsk tsk!
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Before the words were finished, the nine mantras of killing had already closed the soul, and a sword light emerged from the dark night, as fast as tearing apart the space, and slashed straight towards Fo Wuliang.
With this sword, killing intent permeates the nine heavens and nine earth. When the sword goes away, it will never come back. It is extremely decisive.
Even the Buddha Wuliang felt a chill in his heart in the body of the Buddha. He paused and reappeared in the form of the Great Light Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, with thousands of golden arms shooting out in unison.
In the other two directions, the figure of the old man Kamikaze and Yan Wuji suddenly paused, and then suddenly turned back.
One person brought up the evil wind, blowing fiercely, darkening the sky and darkening the earth, eroding the bones and ecstasy.
A person showed the true form of the black and white mountain, Mount Tai, and suppressed it.
Boom boom boom!
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Kill kill kill kill kill!
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Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk!
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Die die die die die die!
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This battle did not last long, but after a quarter of an hour, the aftermath had dissipated, and the three immortal realm masters had left. Only the Nine-Kill Sword Master Qu Hao's soul was independent in the void.
There was still a sense of joy after the war in his eyes, as if he was enjoying this kind of killing between life and death, but when he looked in the direction of the Galaxy Sword Sect, his eyes were full of reluctance.
At this time, all the clouds in the sky were dispersed, and the stars from the nine heavens fell down, filling the world.
And he dispersed into heaven and earth in this starlight, leaving only a faint sigh echoing between heaven and earth!
Qu Hao, the Galaxy Sword Sect and the Nine-Killing Sword Master of Longding Mountain, fell into the starlight!
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Galaxy Sword Sect.
Hall of Stars.
Killing Sword Master Dong Hongwu was bathed in the starlight, and the strong mana fluctuations seemed to be attracting the starlight of the nine heavens. The aura of his whole body was rising and falling. After completing the practice, he finally opened his eyes.
What are the benefits of being the person in charge of the Galaxy Sword Sect?
That is, practicing in this star hall is much faster. The nine-day starlight is endless, and the speed of integrating one's own magic power is also much faster.
But even if you reach the Yangshen realm, the time you can practice every day is limited.
The speed of absorbing the nine-day starlight is faster, but the time to work is shorter, and the remaining time is still boring.
There was no one around, and Dong Hongwu no longer maintained an upright posture. He tilted his body and lay on his back on the ground. He looked around to make sure there was no one, then he smiled and took something out of his storage bag. .
A plate of peanuts, a pot of pear blossom stuffing, and a plate of roast chicken were placed on the floor.
He took a nice sip of wine, picked up another peanut and threw it in his mouth, chewing it, and felt that his mouth was full of fragrance.
Yes, he is Yang Shen Daxiu, but no one stipulates that Yang Shen Daxiu doesn't like eating and drinking.
His senior brother also likes to cook the most. When he first entered the mountains, he ate a lot, but now he can no longer eat.
Picking up the roasted chicken again, he turned his head and swallowed the butt of the chicken into his mouth. He chewed it for a long time and felt that it tasted great.
Others say it's disgusting, but that's what he likes.
But at ordinary times, even among his fellow apprentices, he would not dare to let anyone know that he had this hobby, otherwise would he still want to lose face?
But now there is no one, so of course it doesn’t matter.
He picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, and then he felt that life had a flavor.
However, at this moment, a clear and crisp sound of breaking came.
In the sky above the Star Hall, one of the endless stars seemed to have cracked, and a cluster of flames seemed to have no support and slowly dissipated in the air.
Dong Hongwu's movement of holding the wine bottle stopped. Even if the wine covered his clothes, he didn't come back to his senses.
The memory drifted away for a long, long time. When was the last time I heard this sound?
That seemed to be the time when the senior brother died, and the life soul lamp in the Star Hall broke.
Standing up as if he was electrocuted, Killer Sword Master Dong Hongwu no longer cared about anything else. He stretched out his hand and saw the broken Life Soul Lamp in front of him. After a little recognition, he recognized it.
"My junior brother Qu Hao is gone?"
Even though this thought echoed in his mind for many times, he seemed to be unable to react, or he could not accept it at all.
It wasn't until a long time later that he burst into tears. The white-haired old man was crying like a child, extremely sad.
"My junior brother is gone..."
The next second, he didn't even have time to put away the food and drinks. He raised his sword and disappeared into the hall.
