The middle-aged man had a pair of scimitars less than two feet long in his hand. He swung the sword with his left hand and knocked the long sword away with a clang.
The man carrying the sword felt his vision blur, and his consciousness, which was firmly locked on the other party, was almost unable to react. The middle-aged man had already crossed the distance of seven or eight steps and came to him!
brush!
A sword light swept across.
The protective shield of the man carrying the sword was easily scratched like a piece of paper and quietly shattered.
The next moment, the middle-aged man was standing three feet away from the man carrying the sword, inserting the scimitar back into the sheath hidden behind his back.
The man carrying the sword suddenly had a thought in his mind: "No, he is a grandmaster..."
This was also his last thought.
After this thought, the man carrying the sword tilted his head and rolled onto the cold ground. His eyes were still open, staring blankly at the mud in the corner, and his eyes gradually lost their sparkle.
The middle-aged man bent down and took off the storage ring and scabbard of the man carrying the sword, and then picked up the ownerless long sword. Before leaving, he didn't forget to take a look at the head in the corner: "Middle stage of foundation building, haha..."
Perhaps the "Sword Art of Sympathy between Heaven and Man" is too tempting. Almost everyone who wants to get it is trying to search for traces of it. In the process of searching, they do not forget about every person they encounter. Potential opponents that can be eradicated are eliminated in advance before the sword technique is released. As the rumored date of the birth of Sword Jue gets closer, similar fights and battles are happening more and more frequently in Dongsheng City...
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A cold full moon hung quietly on the treetops, and the bright moonlight filled the earth, adding a chill to the quiet night.
From some corners of Dongsheng City, the sound of weapons clashing can still be heard.
There were even occasional roars and the sound of houses collapsing that were forcibly covered up by magic.
After a few days of chaos, the city lord's palace, which was supposed to maintain order, seemed to be blind and deaf, not making a sound of its own. Gradually, the cultivators in the city became bolder, even in the north of the city. A firefight broke out involving more than 20 Qi Refining Stage cultivators, and the buildings in half the street were reduced to ruins.
These days, Qiao Qianmu of the Iron Sword Sect has almost always had a gloomy face. Even in this full moon night, he is still scolding a pair of disciples kneeling in front of him.
"You two are useless! I didn't ask you to go out and search for information about the Sword Art. I didn't ask you to fight with Yunzhong Mansion!" Qiao Qianmu pointed at the nose of one of them, his beard trembling with anger, "You don't even look. Looking at the strength of the opponent, he took action when he was told, and now he lost seven or eight disciples, are you satisfied?!"
"Master, this disciple realizes his mistake!"
"There is no point in knowing your mistakes now! When you return to the sect, you will have to think about facing the cliff for three years, do you hear me?!"
"Yes, master..."
And at about the same time.
In Miaoyinfang in the north of the city, Wu Shilan, the head of Yunzhong Mansion, and two energetic middle-aged men were gathering together to discuss something, bursts of laughter from time to time.
the other side.
In a secret room in Baotong Pavilion, there were three men in black standing in a circle, staring closely at a fist-sized crystal stone in the middle, as if they were afraid of missing something.
The crystal stone was suspended several feet above the ground. Below it was a red magic circle about a foot in diameter, which was making a buzzing sound.
Countless strange runes of various shapes rose from the magic circle from time to time, circling and dancing before sinking into the crystal stone above.
Gradually, the transparent crystal stone was stained with a layer of red, and it trembled rapidly in the air.
Click, click...
Several cracks suddenly appeared on the crystal stone. Then, more and more cracks were seen, and they became bigger and bigger. After a few breaths, the entire crystal stone was covered with fine cracks, and then suddenly broke into a ball with a bang. powder!
A red beam of light immediately rose from the magic circle below, illuminating the entire secret room in an instant, and all the powder was enveloped in the beam of light.
In the light pillar, the powder transformed from the crystal stone rose up into the sky automatically without wind, and soon a line of words was arranged in the light pillar - the earth dragon turned over, and the heavenly sword appeared.
After three breaths, the light column seemed to have exhausted its energy and went out instantly, leaving only dim candlelight in the entire secret room.
The eight big characters also lost their support and fell to the ground with a crash, like a handful of white sand.
The three men looked away from the powder that fell on the ground and glanced at each other. One of the middle-aged men with a mustache asked: "Shiqiao, is this thing accurate? According to the report As far as I know, there has never been an earthquake in Dongsheng City for hundreds of years."
The man named Shiqiao was an old man with a red face and a long beard. When his companion asked him this question, his face showed some displeasure, and he replied in a deep voice: "This thing was made by senior Tianjizi himself. I spent a lot of money on it." It took a thousand high-level spiritual stones to get it, how could it be wrong!"
Another person next to him said: "I suddenly feel that we have calculated something wrong. We should figure out how to get the sword secret..."
"Are you thinking too much?" Hearing this, Shi Qiao glared at the man and said, "This is just for divination, not for cheating. If it could be used for divination, I'm afraid Tian Jizi would have He will rule the ten directions."
The middle-aged man with a mustache spoke again: "Then we can only wait?"
"Yes, wait!" Shiqiao nodded, and was about to say something else when he suddenly felt his feet trembling. From the corner of his eye, it seemed that the corners of the secret room were suddenly twisted and deformed...
Boom...a muffled sound came from deep in the earth.
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In the inn, Qu Wuming was sitting cross-legged on the bed.
The order in the city has become more and more chaotic these days. Qu Wuming also sneaked out a few times at night. He originally wanted to hide and get some information and come back, but he fought with several groups of people one after another, including ordinary warriors and some. A monk who wants to make a nameless idea.
Although most of them were small characters with no eyesight, and some were even very arrogant despite being weak, Qu Wuming only knocked them all unconscious and did not cause any more killings for no reason.
Although he was not harmed, Qu Wuming no longer wanted to go out in order to avoid attracting people he couldn't deal with.
However, at this moment, Qu Wuming felt inexplicably uneasy, as if something big was about to happen.
Qu Wuming has always believed in his intuition.
Since he couldn't enter meditation, Qu Wuming simply got out of bed and walked to the window.
Opening the window, the fresh night breeze blew into his face. Qu Wuming couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling much relieved. In the moonlight outside the window, there was no one on the cold long street. Looking far into the distance, one could vaguely see the long city wall and the silhouette-like mountains outside the city.
Even though it was late at night, there were still sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking.
After quietly looking out the window for a while, Qu Wuming's brows gradually furrowed, and he finally discovered what was wrong - yes, why were chickens crowing and dogs barking in such a quiet night? !
Suddenly, there seemed to be light in the originally blurry mountains outside the city.
"That's that?..." Qu Wuming looked far into the distance and couldn't see clearly. He only felt that the light came from a strange place. It seemed that there was no single light source, but that there seemed to be a faint ground light shining in an extremely wide range. It actually outshone the bright moonlight.
"Not good!!!" Qu Wuming was stunned for a moment, and an idea flashed in his mind, and he knew what the sudden light on the ground meant! Just as he was about to shout, there was a muffled sound under his feet, and the ground of the inn suddenly seemed to turn into a wobbling wok. Qu Wuming was knocked unsteady in an instant, and the furniture in the room was even more up and down. There was a wild jump and a burst of noise, and then the whole room began to shake violently back and forth again!
Click, click...
Several huge cracks suddenly appeared on the wall, the cabinets in the house collapsed, and the roof slabs began to fall down. Looking out the window, the buildings in the city began to collapse amidst violent shaking. Clouds of smoke and dust rose up in the city, and screams, howls, and running sounds could be heard one after another.
Rumble... Another loud noise came, and the solid and flat city wall in the distance suddenly shattered, half of it collapsed, and a bigger cloud of dust and smoke was raised!
Qu Wuming couldn't care less at the moment and had already jumped out of the window. Before the inn collapsed, he climbed up to Lin Wanqing's window, smashed the window to pieces with one palm and jumped in.
Lin Wanqing had just been awakened by the shock. She was wearing a pale pink undergarment. She had just opened the bed curtain and wanted to get out of bed, but she heard a click and a figure jumped in from the window. She couldn't help but be startled, and reached out to pull it out. He pulled out the long sword that was under his pillow.
"It's me! There's an earthquake. Get your clothes and follow me!" Qu Wuming had no intention of looking at Lin Wanqing's curvy figure under her obscene clothes. He took two steps forward and grabbed Lin Wanqing's baggage hanging on the wall. Inside, the other hand grabbed Lin Wanqing's wrist.
Lin Wanqing reached back and inserted the long sword into the sheath. With a flip of her wrist, the scabbard had already picked up the coat that had been folded aside. She reached out and grabbed the coat in her hand, and then hurriedly followed Qu Wuming out of the window. Jumped out.
As soon as the two landed, they heard a loud rumble behind them, and half of the three-story inn collapsed in a cloud of dust and smoke.
"No, Second Uncle Liu and the others!" Lin Wanqing wanted to turn around, but the ground under her feet was still shaking violently, making it impossible to stand firm. Even Qu Wuming beside him was shaken and sat on the ground.
Lin Wanqing was unsteady on her feet, tilted her body, and fell into Qu Wuming's arms. She couldn't help but cry out "ah". But before she could struggle, Qu Wuming suddenly hugged her tightly, turned over suddenly, and pinned her down.
"Brother Qu, you..." Lin Wanqing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Before she could finish her words, she suddenly felt a huge earthquake coming from Qu Wuming's body, and she quickly raised her head and looked behind Qu Wuming.
It turned out that a thick pillar in the inn fell over half of the ruins. If Qu Wuming hadn't discovered it in time and switched the two people's positions, the pillar would have hit Lin Wanqing.
"Brother Qu!" Lin Wanqing saw such a thick pillar hitting Qu Wuming's back, and she couldn't help but be frightened. She was afraid that Qu Wuming would be injured, but she saw that Qu Wuming smiled at herself as if nothing was wrong, and pushed her arms to the ground. , with a strong arch from behind, the pillar flew backwards and fell to the side.
"I'm fine. Don't worry, we have to wait until the earthquake stops before we can go and save people!" Qu Wuming suddenly punched and knocked away another tile that was thrown at him, and then pulled Lin Wanqing and evacuated to an open space.
At this time, many people in the inn struggled to run out of the ruins in disgrace. Among them were Liu Kui from the Fuwei Escort Agency and two fairly skilled escorts, as well as several martial artists who had stayed in the hotel a few days ago. .
Everyone's face was not very good-looking, and some people were even stained. Seeing that Lin Wan had escaped early in the morning, Liu Kui's face relaxed. He guessed that Qu Wuming must have come to the rescue, and couldn't help but cast a grateful look at Qu Wuming.
Qu Wuming nodded towards him and turned to look into the distance.
At this time, the vibrations under my feet had gradually subsided. In the huge Dongsheng City, few intact buildings could be seen. Countless fires were ignited in the ruins at night. People who had managed to escape shouted the names of their loved ones and searched for those who were trapped in the ruins. man of. The air-forbidden circles and city protection restrictions in the city were all ineffective at this moment. The uninjured monks no longer took into account the rules of not performing spells in front of ordinary people, and flew above the ruins, or cast spells to save them. Fire, or help clear the ruins to find survivors.
Qu Wuming sighed and looked away, and walked towards the ruins of the inn with Liu Kui, Lin Wanqing and other escapees. After a while, they dug out two or three injured survivors.
Qu Wuming struggled to lift a broken wall, and Liu Kui hurriedly stepped forward and pulled out a person from under the broken wall. Unfortunately, the man was seriously injured and was already dying. Just as Qu Wuming was about to gently lower the broken wall, there was suddenly another huge tremor under his feet, and then, a loud rumbling sound came from the distant mountains!
Everyone hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that among the mountains in the distance, a steep mountain peak was collapsing. And among the continuously crumbling rocks, there was a white sword shadow rising into the sky and thrusting straight into the sky. Yunxiao...
(Statement: The plot of this chapter was written last month. It is too late to adjust the plot at this point and has nothing to do with reality. Here, I sincerely pray for the people affected by the disaster in Sichuan. I hope everyone can be safe. May the deceased rest in peace and the living be strong! )
