"Misfortune·Creation of the world. God's evil deeds chaos·Xuanxian's snare!"
In the center of the imperial capital, inside the ceremonial hall, Liu Zhongwu's world fully unfolded. Golden and gray silk threads were woven into a net on the ground, and the turbid sky was replaced by stars and the night sky. The gray evil stars flashed in the night sky, and all the buildings south of Tianshu District were shattered into dust at the same moment.
The swordsman in blue rose and fell like a bird in the dust. Everywhere he went, the surrounding buildings turned into dust, so he had to move continuously without stopping. Qin Ming walked away calmly and looked very confused.
"Hmm... Zhongwu, why are you so violent today? It's not like you."
"Violent? I wish I could curse you to death with my own hands!"
Liu Zhongwu stood between the ruins, his eyes red with anger: "Fighting and fighting...bastard, can't you even see the current situation clearly?! The imperial capital is in trouble, the eternal king is coming! You're just a mortal If you still have some people’s hearts, you should go over there and fight Hadrian, and fight the Lord of the Hidden Rules!!”
Qin Ming scratched his head: "But I've already beaten him, there's no point in beating him again..."
"Is this an interesting question?! This is the overall situation!" Liu Zhongwu shouted until his voice broke. The depressed mood of decadence and self-reproach that he had previously felt was so angry that he flew out of the sky. Now Master Liu's throat was almost on fire. He kneaded the formula with both hands and poured his heart into it, and the evil stars in the night sky shone brightly. The ground under Qin Ming's feet turned into a quagmire, and the dust around him seemed to be alive and wrapped around his side, like the vortex swirling in the ocean tide. , to drag him into the abyss forever.
Liu Zhongwu's method of creating a world is to create a world with its own destiny. At this moment, he gave Qin Ming a "bad luck star". Disasters will happen everywhere, and the innate bad luck drives all things to become enemies. However, Tianshu was no match for the warrior's magical power. The dim light of the sword flashed past, and all the smoke and dust of misfortune exploded. Qin Ming walked out of the dust and smoke, holding a dead leaf between his fingers. He threw the leaf into the air, and the starlight of doom suddenly dimmed.
The star became two pieces because of a casually thrown dead leaf.
"It's not like I haven't considered the 'overall situation'..." Qin Ming was a little distressed, "Zhongwu, think about it, after that there should be King Silence, King of Order, and King Pingping who is always watching. We should fight at most before we leave. One falls, one is seriously injured due to luck, and there is no way to deal with the rest... And if the Lord of the Hidden Law wins, at least everyone will not die."
"What are you going to do? What are you talking about?" Liu Zhongwu was furious.
Qin Ming thought hard for a second and concluded: "I used Feitian Pure Land to calculate all the way, and I think you can't beat it."
Liu Zhongwu was stunned for a moment, his tense face relaxed, and his mind went blank.
It turns out that the truth is completely different from what you expected. Your idiot friend is actually not stupid. He painstakingly used the best computer in the world to calculate for you for a long time, and he calculated that this battle is impossible. So he used the reason for the fight to come over and give some advice, saying forget it and stop fighting. Compromising and giving up is also an option. I helped you find a new boss. Although it is worse than the current one, it will still be better than the future one. Life will be the same in the future...
You still have nothing to say. The fool is one of the most powerful people in the world, and you are a bureaucrat to death. He can clearly see your efforts and planning at a glance. He thought it was really unworkable, so he went out of his way to cause this incident.
How wonderful, there is no bad intention at all, and he is as considerate as a parent who helps his children plan their future.
"Is it amazing to be at the peak of the world?" Liu Zhongwu said.
Qin Ming was confused: "What did you say..."
Qin Ming slowly lowered his hand. The fat man who had always been kind and good-tempered seemed a little strange at this moment. Liu Zhongwu was breathing heavily, his angry eyes were full of blood, and the small veins on both sides of his eye sockets were beating, he looked like an angry King Ming.
"Let your Feitian Pure Land eat shit!!" Liu Zhongwu roared.
The ground shook, not from earthquakes caused by Hadrian's mark, but from natural shock waves as the land moved. Xuanxian's net extended in the rage of Lord Xuanzhi, and the landscape of the entire Yongguang Empire changed. The mountains floated up, the jungles moved, the seawater rolled back, and the nets created a magnificent celestial phenomenon. Thousands of stars in the night sky flashed together, casting a chaotic light!
"Very good." Qin Ming smiled, "Zhongwu, you finally have some fighting spirit!"
One hundred and forty kilometers away, the water of the East China Sea rolled up like a dragon, rushing across half of the empire towards Shenjing in the shocked eyes of the fishermen. The mercury, which held Yin Qi, fell on the ocean tide and turned into a long whip that was thousands of miles long and hit Qin Ming. Qin Ming jumped up and drew his sword in mid-air. In one breath, he jumped out of the imperial capital and came to the lakeside where he had been fishing. He swung out his long and short swords at the same time, and the water whip was slashed, making it rain all over the sky.
Liu Zhongwu appeared immediately and raised his hand to point at the starry sky. Countless evil stars fell from the night sky, one by one blending into the rain curtain transformed by the water whip. The rainwater expanded rapidly in mid-air, twisted, gave birth to strange limbs and heads, and turned into grotesque human shapes that fell to the ground. Each rain figure represents a kind of evil spirit, each star king is far better than the previous single "disaster star", and Liu Zhongwu raised his hand to represent one hundred and eight evil stars.
He Shen Ling·Veteran Demon Subduing Formation!
Qin Ming rushed into the enemy formation like a whirlwind, and each move and every movement accurately chopped off the head of an evil star. His green clothes were fluttering in the rain, and there was no trace of wetness on his gown. The man laughed happily while the Ming Dao was slashing: "This is the level you should be at! Zhongwu, you were too restrained in the past. You surrendered as soon as you failed. You always felt that you couldn't win, so you didn't try your best. In fact, you don't have to Think of it this way! We are all inner disciples taught by the same teacher, and no one is inherently lower than the others!"
The competition a long time ago seemed to be like this. Liu Zhongwu would take the initiative to admit defeat every time he failed. I don’t know how many times the four of them had fought under the cypress tree in the inner sect of Taixue. He was always the first to end up, sitting under the shade of the tree, waiting for who would win first this time... Then Yan Qi would smile arrogantly, Situ Yi Singing a play that is neither yin nor yang, Qin Ming squatted next to him and ate snacks, saying Zhongwu, you can work harder, the outcome next time is unknown...
Liu Zhongwu blinked hard, cutting off the thoughts of memory. His official uniform was wet from the falling rain. He wiped his face, and salty raindrops streaked across his chubby face.
"You are really a fool. We have known each other for more than ten years and you still don't understand." Liu Zhongwu whispered, "I am different from you... I have not been on the same level as you from the very beginning!!"
The last Xingjun was chopped into pieces by Ming Dao, and Qin Ming looked at the sky without words. Dark shadows shone above his head, making the day feel like day and night.
It was a mountain range, the famous fairy mountain "Dongyue" in the empire. The towering mountain peaks were held up by the Mysterious Immortal's net, spanning more than half of the empire to reach this sky. There are five such mountains in total. The Five Sacred Mountains in the empire were rushed to the battlefield by Liu Zhongwu. He made a hand seal with his hands and shouted angrily, and all the five sacred mountains fell towards Qin Ming!
"Invite the Five Sacred Emperors to suppress the Five Elements of Heaven and Earth. The Forbidden God Formation of the Five Lao Sacred Mountains!"
Qin Ming suddenly remembered the disaster in the sky ten years ago. At that time, they stood on the ground and looked at the giant dragon in the sky. It felt like another piece of earth was pressing down from the sky. Today's magic of driving mountains and reclaiming seas is probably more powerful than the Dragon of the Sky in terms of quality and volume. This spell is very characteristic of Liu Zhongwu. What he is best at is using the celestial terrain to set up formations, so he directly "moved" the terrain to exert the maximum power in the shortest time.
"You have worked hard for ten years." Qin Ming said, "This is a good move."
He put away his two swords and made a secret with one hand. A little light flickered in his chest, and then evolved into a vast and ever-changing world. In that magnificent world, there are golden fields and clear skies, as well as ink-colored birds and strange-shaped machinery. The Five Sacred Mountains fell into it without any hindrance, and the various changes linked by the golden-gray lines were reproduced by phantoms. For a time, countless mountains floated in the sky, evolving every change that the formation should have for Ming Ke.
"Strange appearance·Creation of the world. Not the pure land of heaven."
The calculation of possibilities was completed in an instant, and Qin Ming slashed away all the shadows of the sacred mountain with his sword. The Five Sacred Mountains suddenly fell down, and he easily passed through the smoke and dust in the sky. The Ming knife flashed and chopped the sacred mountain into rubble. The possible beheading provided him with ten times more power than before. At this moment, Liu Zhongwu no longer endangered his means.
Qin Ming felt a little regretful. He turned and looked at Chentu, wondering what his friend's expression was at this moment.
Five gray lights shot out from the flying dust, and five sharp swords carved from mountain rocks tore through the air, and were nailed to Qin Ming's side with chains!
"Huh?" Qin Ming raised his eyebrows.
"I know the temperament of you fool best. You are born to be aggressive and curious. You have to see clearly what methods the enemy uses to be satisfied. So I have to come up with something new that you have never seen before. It needs to be new, it needs to be complicated, and it needs to be invisible to you at a glance, so that you can come up with Feitian Pure Land..."
Liu Zhongwu stumbled out of the smoke and dust, with a cut on his head and blood flowing across half of his face. He covered the wound with one hand and pointed the other hand at Qin Ming's feet.
"Then you try again this time...see if you can figure out this game!" Liu Zhongwu shouted violently, "Destiny is determined, and there is no way to escape the fate. The Immortal Formation - the fate-defeating disaster!"
The five gray swords vibrated, and the sword blades resonated and screamed loudly, cutting through the soil and approaching Qin Ming inch by inch. Qin Ming jumped up first and traveled thousands of miles in one step. The five gray swords then appeared beside him without any deviation. He then swung his two swords and cut it with the Ming Dao. However, when the blade fell on the gray sword, it seemed to be through an phantom. The omnipresent Ming Dao actually missed this time.
"Continue to cut?" Qin Ming thought, Feitian Pure Land began to check again, and phantoms evolved on the golden field. Qin Ming was standing in the circle of swords, with five sharp swords approaching him, but the phantoms that either dodged or counterattacked suddenly disappeared as soon as they appeared, as if they were wiped away by an invisible hand.
In just an instant, the field was empty, with only a phantom standing in the center. That was the end of Qin Ming being unable to escape from the sword circle. He was attacked by five sharp blades, and blood spattered on the spot!
The five gray swords were approaching faster and faster, but Qin Ming still didn't know how to escape. He looked up and saw thick clouds shrouding his head, and the blood-colored clouds revealed cold murderous intent. The sky of Feitian Pure Land was actually stained with blood, and Liu Zhongwu's decisive tactics even distorted his creation.
There was a faint dark light coming out of the blood cloud, and a bloody thunderbolt struck from the cloud. Qin Ming swung his sword to cut it off, but the power of the flying thunder merged into the stone sword, surrounding Qin Ming's A few minutes faster!
"Killing intent... thunder..." He pondered for a moment and suddenly realized, "Is this so! It's a destined 'killing disaster'!"
Liu Zhongwu clenched his hands and maintained the strange sword formation with all his strength. He had no time to answer. This was his last and most powerful blow. It merged and surpassed the powers of misfortune, randomness and destiny. It was a decisive tactic made at the expense of the collapse of the Five Sacred Mountains, locking in the future calamity. All possibilities will lead to death. If there is no future, there will be no phantoms to be killed. This is a method specially used to target the Feitian Pure Land, a killing situation created for Qin Ming alone!
Liu Zhongwu's anxious heart suddenly sank. He saw his friend's eyes, still happy, still simple, as agile as a bird in the sky.
"Thank you for letting me see this." Qin Ming smiled, "I will respond to you with the strongest blow."
Five gray swords had pierced Qin Ming's clothes, and he opened his arms with a smile. The long and short swords drew a misty trajectory, like an eagle spreading its wings.
"——Sword of the Qing Dynasty: Heavenly Man Pagoda."
Then, Qin Ming slashed his swords.
Liu Zhongwu saw nothing.
I didn't see how he drew the knife. I didn't see how he broke the move. I didn’t see when Feitian Pure Land disappeared. I didn’t see how I was tricked.
When Liu Zhongwu reacted, the Immortal Formation had been shattered into powder, with little blood flowing on the ground. He subconsciously lowered his head and saw two knife marks, one long and one short, on his chest.
"..."
I want to say something, but I can't. I want to get information for the next battle, but I can't understand the move after forcing it. No effect. Pointless. This entire battle only satisfied the opponent for a moment.
Liu Zhongwu's body shook and he fell into a pool of blood. Before his consciousness fell into darkness, he saw his friend put away his swords, and there was a hint of uncertainty in his smile.
"That's great, Zhongwu." Qin Ming said, "You are much stronger than before."
He reached out to grab the corner of Qin Ming's clothes, only to hold a piece of cut green cloth. The palm fell weakly, stirring up dust.
(End of chapter)
