When the wind stops, the sword disappears.
Two figures have already stood in front of the two great masters of the Underworld Cult. One is dressed in black and has cold eyes. The five fingers of his right palm are pressed together, and there is a faint sword force ready to strike.
One was wearing purple clothes and black robes, and his wildly dancing hair made him even more majestic. There was a hideous wound on his face from the corner of his eye to his lip, giving him a rather ferocious look.
"Luo Qianpo, Mu Wancheng." Wang Jingyu sighed.
Feng Mo's eyes showed strong interest: "Are these the two strongest old monsters in the Underworld Cult?"
Wang Jingyu nodded: "It's a pity that they don't really exist. Based on Hua Wusheng's understanding of them, he can probably reproduce 60% or 50% of their power."
"Who are you?" Luo Qianpo clenched his fists with a solemn expression.
Feng Mo raised his eyebrows: "Can he react accordingly according to our appearance?"
"Of course." It was Qin Fan who spoke. He was grabbing Bu Qibai's hair with one hand and dragging him towards the center of the battlefield where the four of them were fighting.
It was also because of his voice that the five people present all focused their attention on him.
"Boy, do you know that what you are provoking is the whole evil way!" Mu Wancheng's expression was extremely unruly, and his brows showed a kind of madness that was not afraid of anything.
Seeing this, Wang Jingyu shook his head: "The real Mu Wancheng does not have this kind of character at all, so the fake ones will always be fake."
"So it's interesting, isn't it? He strengthens his consciousness through the illusion he weaves, and even because of this almost endless reincarnation, his mental power has undergone some kind of transformation.
Not only that, but this illusion also has some shadows of reality. "
Qin Fan pulled Bu Qibai up, and directly covered his head with his other hand, using his fingers to exert slight pressure.
boom--!
Scattered blood splattered on his face, making his gentle smile look a little crazy.
And the whole world began to tremble, and time seemed to have stopped.
"Although everything here can start to evolve and promote subsequent natural development based on some sudden changes, too intense conflicts will still tear off the unreal aspect."
Qin Fan seemed to be very satisfied with this change. After casually kicking Bu Qibai's body away, his eyes focused on the dumb Hua Wusheng.
"Why?" Hua Wusheng looked at the grains of sand suspended in front of him, and at Mu Wancheng, who was motionless in the distance with a frantic expression, and Luo Qianpo, who had a solemn look on his face.
Then his eyes skipped them and locked on Qin Fan.
After the two people's eyes met, the trembling world seemed to stabilize. The sand grains were moving slowly, but the whole world fell into a slow state.
"What are you referring to? Why did you kill these two seriously injured people? I just said that I will help you, so killing them is only the first step."
"No! You shouldn't be like this!"
"Do you really know what I look like? Didn't we just meet for the first time?"
"Yeah...it's just the first time."
Hua Wusheng fell silent, and time returned to normal, but Luo Qianpo and Mu Wancheng still stood there motionless.
"Then in the second step, these two people will also die."
Qin Fan's voice was very soft, as if he was casually discussing what to eat tonight, but at this moment, half of his face was covered with shocking blood.
No matter how peaceful his words were, they still exuded a heart-stopping murderous aura.
"What do we do?"
Feng Mo immediately looked at Qin Fan.
Originally, he intended to have a happy battle with the two strongest monsters in the Underworld Cult, but according to Wang Jingyu's inference, the opponent's strength was only 50% to 60%, and the corpse coffin was wiped out. Made him completely lose interest.
"One move." Qin Fan stretched out a finger and said.
"Impossible, no one can kill them with one move!" At this moment, Hua Wusheng didn't know why he said these words. He was obviously the one who should want the two of them to die the most.
"Sure enough, it's because I can't understand it. I can't understand it."
Qin Fan's smile looked more sincere. As Feng Mo who knew Qin Fan best, he knew that his master was very happy now.
In addition to the grudges that must be settled, exploring the unknown, deciphering the unknown, and creating an unknown that others cannot seek are another obsession of Qin Fan. He enjoys it and even becomes addicted to it.
Then Feng Mo took a deep breath, and the wind that spread around him stopped.
He raised his eyes and looked at Qin Fan and said, "My lord, you cannot tell Master what happened this time."
Qin Fan nodded: "You have not broken the agreement with him. After all, this does not count as revealing the true inheritance."
"Real inheritance?" Wang Jingyu looked solemn. The core of Feng Mo's martial arts has always been the word 'wind'. It is also because he has studied this way too deeply and can't tell what his major technique is.
The powerful wind had covered everything. He was like the wind that was everywhere, he could definitely feel it but couldn't touch it.
Feng Mo's eyes were on Wang Jingyu. Although Wang Jingyu was very curious, he still understood the rules of the world.
"How about I exit first?"
"You didn't leave immediately, did you?"
"Forehead......"
"It's okay. The Lord believes in you, so I believe in you too."
Then Feng Mo closed his eyes, but Wang Jingyu's expression gradually became serious. 'Trust' is such a heavy word. Some people abandon it like worn shoes, while others regard it as something more important than life.
As a giant evil lord who had previously been involved in various intrigues with Buddhism and Taoism, he clearly noticed the changes in Luo Xinghun during this decisive battle, and even this change had begun to gradually affect Zhang Ergou and Lin Yi.
But he didn't say anything or do anything.
He was the first person in the Suzaku Palace to bear Qin Fan's heavy trust, so to be honest, he was the first to change.
And this time the trust is heightened...
Wang Jingyu's eyes met Qin Fan's. He smiled bitterly but did not leave or take a step back.
Qin Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his smile looked as cunning and complacent as a fox.
As for Hua Wusheng, he kept muttering in a low voice: "Impossible, impossible, impossible..."
As these three words were repeated over and over again, his tone became more determined.
Luo Qianpo and Mu Wancheng, who were as stiff as puppets, both focused their attention on Feng Mo, and two extremely evil auras began to erupt!
The rich death aura dyed the golden desert into a pitch-black death land!
When they took the first step, Feng Mo said:
"Old Wang, I'll leave it to you next."
"Ah?" Wang Jingyu was a little confused.
"I can't master this move yet...so, the Lord's safety will be left to you from now on."
Without waiting for Wang Jingyu's answer, Feng Mo breathed a long sigh of relief, and the five fingers of his right hand that were joined together began to wrap around weak sword energy. Using its momentum as a guide, dust surged like a tide, filling the sky.
At this moment, the sky and the earth are like a chessboard, intertwined with horizontal and vertical lines, and everything in the world seems to have turned into countless grids!
At the intersection of every two lines, there is also a hint of scornful sword intent!
At this moment, everything has bowed under Feng Mo’s sword!
"Zongheng Jue——!"
The next second, Feng Mo's figure disappeared, like thousands of chess pieces turning into countless meteors falling onto the chessboard. His knife lost its trace and disappeared under the long crisscrossing lines!
Each line is a knife mark from his swing. When the marks are added together, the terrifying sword energy breaks through the sky, and finally turns into a bright and bright star!
Whispering like a shooting star!
When Feng Mo appeared again, he was already behind Luo Qianpo and Mu Wancheng. Their bodies were also divided into countless small grids. The moment dense knife marks appeared, blood spurted out!
Immediately afterwards——
There was a loud bang, and two masses of blood mist sprayed into the sky.
"Zongheng Jue·Sudden like a shooting star..." Qin Fan licked his lips, his eyes became more eager, and then the slightly fiery gaze gradually faded away.
"It's a pity that this is the path of the wind. Besides, the purpose of the Zongheng Lineage is not what I want."
Wang Jingyu was shocked when he saw this scene, but he also found that Feng Mo's figure began to break up. It was obvious that Feng Mo could not fully control this move.
...
Taoyuan Town, underground prison.
Huang Tiangui, who originally focused on Hua Wusheng, suddenly looked at Feng Mo with horror.
Just because an extremely unfamiliar sword power suddenly erupted from his body, and then he noticed that the celestial phenomena outside began to change drastically!
"How is this possible? He is only in the middle stage of Grand Master!"
The people in Taoyuan Town raised their heads with some confusion. The blue sky was already divided by countless white lines, but in the next second, the strange white lines disappeared without a trace.
Worry-free Villa.
Qin Zun, who was taking care of the flower garden, brushed his hand and said helplessly:
"Fortunately, I only used this move in the state of the incarnation of my mind. Hey, Feng'er has been following the young master all day, and he has also started to become wild. Xiao Xue'er is the most considerate."
Taoyuan Town, underground prison.
Feng Mo's figure trembled, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but his expression did not show a trace of fatigue.
"It was just..."
"Just now?" Feng Mo felt something bad when he heard Huang Tiangui's voice.
Huang Tiangui said with a complicated expression: "The sky outside changed dramatically, but then quickly disappeared, and you..."
"It's over!" At this moment, Feng Mo could no longer maintain the image of the cold-faced cool guy. He was pacing back and forth anxiously, and his hands began to rub up and down uneasily.
"What's wrong? Has the situation changed?" Huang Tiangui's expression became serious. He looked at Qin Fan, Wang Jingyu and Hua Wusheng, and felt that nothing had changed.
Until Wang Jingyu's body trembled, he took back the palm on Qin Fan's shoulder, looked at Feng Mo who was still circling, and commented with a complicated expression: "What a pervert!"
"Can someone tell me clearly what is going on?" Mayor Ah Huang felt that he was twelve years old. Why could he not understand what was originally a simple thing?
Feng Mo also stopped in confusion at this time, looked at Wang Jingyu and said:
"Why did you come back by yourself?"
Wang Jingyu looked a little embarrassed and remained silent for a moment before saying:
"I was killed by the owner of the village..."
"Huh?" x2
The time went back to when Feng Mo killed two half-finished grandmasters with one move.
Compared with the previous tremors of the earth, the entire desert began to surge at this moment, and the clear sky began to break into pieces.
This scene, which was like the end of the world, frightened Wang Jingyu directly, while Qin Fan was relatively calm.
He ducked in front of Wang Jingyu and said:
"Old Wang, you go back first."
Wang Jingyu shook his head firmly:
"No, something is wrong here. Besides, Guard Feng just asked me to stay and protect the village owner!"
Qin Fan frowned slightly when he heard this, watching the destruction of the entire world begin to accelerate, and Hua Wusheng, who was like a walking corpse, kept talking about how it was possible.
He pointed decisively in one direction and said in surprise: "This is actually it!"
Wang Jingyu turned his head without hesitation, and a most evil and evil knife force began to form in his hand. But the next second, he was stunned, because a palm passed through his chest.
He would not be wary of Qin Fan at all, and would focus all his attention on the rear, which also led to Qin Fan successfully giving him a righteous backstab.
Immediately, the purple sun demonic flames rose up, and the incarnation of his mind was burned out in an instant.
But before he died, he heard Qin Fan say: "Old Wang, leave the next thing to me. All you have to do is trust me!"
Believing again...Wang Jingyu wanted to say that if he hadn't believed in Qin Fan, he wouldn't have been killed by one of his backstabs.
"That's the way it is. I don't know what the owner wants to do, but all we can do is believe in him." Wang Jingyu's expression was still very calm.
After all, he had seen Qin Fan explode in full force during the decisive battle. The worst case scenario with that mental pressure was to obliterate Hua Wusheng's consciousness and force him to break free.
As for the security issue, he felt that it was very stable, just a mere Hua Wusheng.
After being silent for a moment, Feng Mo also thought that his master was fine.
Although his master occasionally tried to commit suicide, it was only when he was testing the true meaning of martial arts. As long as there was no abominable true meaning of martial arts to induce his master, Qin Fan would definitely win.
Then he began to wander anxiously again. He was more afraid of facing his master than facing Qin Fan. He was very sure that the changes in the sky just now were erased by Qin Zun.
"It's over, it's over."
Mayor Ah Huang was the only one in the audience who looked confused, so let’s tell you exactly what the situation was! Can anyone explain it to him?
Just five great masters died, it was the end of the world, Hua Wusheng was stupid, what the hell!
Until a heavy exhalation sounded, Qin Fan withdrew his finger from Hua Wusheng's eyebrows, and the looming chaotic whirlpool in his eyes returned to black and white pupils.
"Master/Master?"
Looking at the doubtful looks cast by the three of them, Qin Fan smiled and said, "It's all settled."
At this moment, Hua Wusheng, who was originally like a dead body, moved his stiff body, which made the three of them immediately prepare to suppress it forcefully.
"Don't be nervous. Everything has been resolved. From now on, there will be no more Hua Wusheng in the world."
The sound of dripping water rang in his ears. Hua Wusheng opened his eyes. His eyes were so bright that they were completely different from the body that was about to decay. His right hand slowly opened, and a drop of water fell on the palm of his hand.
His voice was hoarse and he spoke slowly, but when he actually said his name, his speech speed sped up a lot.
"Water... Nirvana... is born, after... only... there is... water Nirvana."
"Is Nirvana a rebirth in the water prison..." Mayor Ahuang's eyes only stayed on Shui Nirvana for a moment, and he looked more at Qin Fan.
Because he couldn't understand how the other party did all this in such a short period of time.
Qin Fan just responded with a meaningful smile, then took out a mask from the ring and put it directly on Shui Niesheng's face.
"You can only take it off after you learn the "Thousand Fantasy Demon Scroll"."
"Yes...Lord."
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