It was dusk, and a flying sword lay across the sky, winding like a bright golden snake.
As soon as the flying sword passed through, it pulled out a sword light in the sky and dragged out a long flowing firefly. Wherever it passed, the sea of clouds was accompanied by a thunderous roar.
This one sword strike was shocking!
The mighty sword energy has already filled the sky.
There was no fear between Gu Xiaotian's brows, but only excitement.
In his eyes, there was only endless killing intent.
A young man walking around the world with a sword should be like this, full of high spirits.
This should also be the case for sword cultivators in the world.
Qin Qinglin looked at the flying sword and swallowed unconsciously.
In his mind, the voice that made him retreat sounded again.
He slightly adjusted the posture of holding the gun, took a breath, jumped with both feet, and hit the flying sword.
At this moment, the sword energy and the immortal energy began to entangle and fight with each other, and the entire sky was their battlefield.
The sound of constant collision between heaven and earth is like the intersection of gold and stone, which is endless.
Facing this sword, Qin Qinglin was forced back continuously, but after making slight adjustments, he hit the flying sword again, as if telling the flying sword, if you don't kill me, I will definitely Cut you down.
Gu Xiaotian squinted his eyes and made no other unnecessary moves, just drew his sword.
The sword light continued to intersect with the immortal energy on the sky, and the two were connected vertically and horizontally, as if building a huge chessboard.
Two terrifying qi machines kept flashing on the chessboard.
Gu Xiaotian kept drawing his sword, and a stream of immortal energy soon floated beside him, like fish swimming around. He couldn't see or touch it, but he could clearly feel it.
Gu Xiaotian cut off half of it with his horizontal sword, and the other half wound up along the sword body and rushed directly to his face.
Seeing this, Gu Xiaotian raised his head and held the Qi machines tightly in his hands, regardless of how sharp the immortal energy was.
Qin Qinglin frowned slightly.
He really dared to do this.
If it were him, he would be thinking of another way. Although it may not be possible to avoid them all, it is definitely much better than acting recklessly like this.
The fact is exactly as he thought, the consequences of such reckless behavior are indeed enough to make people drink a pot.
Several swimming fish exploded in Gu Xiaotian's hand. It was still the same left hand, now dripping with blood.
Seeing this, Qin Qinglin immediately pulled away and stared at Gu Xiaotian's left hand.
He was worried that just like before, Gu Xiaotian could rely on his natural body to recover from his injuries.
But after several minutes, Gu Xiaotian's left hand showed no signs of healing.
At this moment, Qin Qinglin calmed down a little.
No one can do something like that all the time.
Even Gu Xiaotian is no exception.
After all, they are still just people on the human level, not immortals in heaven.
But how would Qin Qinglin feel if he knew afterwards that a sword cultivator went to Tianmen to inquire about swordsmanship and killed four immortals, and that the so-called immortals he admired in his life were actually nothing more than mediocre.
Gu Xiaotian seemed completely unaware of the bloody left hand. The other hand still held the sword steadily and kept passing the sword forward.
Countless rays of sword energy were released from the tip of the sword as the sword continued to be drawn. It seemed gentle at that moment, but at the next moment, it was like a cannonball piercing the barrel, rushing forward at an extremely fast speed.
Qin Qinglin still kept firing.
Of course, at this moment he had no other choice but to shoot.
At this time, he was surprised to find that all his routes seemed to be blocked by the sword-wielding young man in front of him, leaving him with only the last route left.
Facing the incoming sword energy, Qin Qinglin shot down several sword energy. When he looked up, he found that more sword energy was heading towards him.
Looking along the direction of the sword energy, I saw that Gu Xiaotian's sword seemed to be moving faster than before.
No, it’s much faster!
Qin Qinglin was puzzled by this.
This is something that shouldn't happen at all.
He and Gu Xiaotian are already overloaded in fighting. From the beginning to now, even if he has reached the end of the defeat situation, when it comes to consumption, Gu Xiaotian's consumption is definitely greater than him. Why? By this time, I was already out of breath, but the other party seemed to have endless strength.
He really couldn't understand these things, and he didn't have time to think about them.
He could only feel that there were many light particles on his side.
It is also difficult to see with the naked eye, but it can be felt.
The light particles kept approaching Qin Qinglin, until in an instant, they all hit Qin Qinglin.
Qin Qinglin's body suddenly had many sword marks.
On the sky screen, his figure began to teeter. The moment he was about to fall, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen through something, and he directly threw the spear in his hand towards Gu Xiaotian.
Gu Xiaotian looked weak and looked at the spear that was heading towards him. At this moment, he didn't even have the strength to lift the sword.
He gritted his teeth, ignoring the soreness in his arm, and handed out the last sword.
A sword light flashed across and struck Qin Qinglin's arm directly.
But he himself could no longer dodge the spear, and was stabbed directly in the abdomen by the spear. He spit out a large mouthful of blood, his eyes were hollow, and the sword in his hand fell off and fell downwards.
The two of them fell down at the same time, hitting the ground heavily.
There was silence for a long time.
After a while, a faint sound came from a deep pit.
Then, there was also a noise from another deep pit.
The two men, dripping with blood, stood up from the pit and looked across.
Then they slowly walked towards each other in unison, within easy reach, and punched each other.
You punch me, I punch you away, just like a child playing.
If others saw this, it would be shocking.
They are obviously the two strongest people in the world, but their punches are so weak.
Even if a strong young man without any martial arts training comes here at this time, he can confidently say that it doesn't take any effort to knock down the two of them.
The two fought for a long time, and in the end they fell together and rolled on the ground.
Until Gu Xiaotian rolled over Qin Qinglin, shouted loudly, and then punched him hard.
Qin Qinglin, who had only one arm, completely lost his strength.
What he finally discovered was that he had seen through Gu Xiaotian and reached the end, and the last shot was all he had.
In the end, he still failed to win the title of ghosts and gods.
Qin Qinglin instinctively wanted to punch back, but a voice in his head kept telling him that he was very tired and it was time to rest.
Qin Qinglin finally listened to the voice in his head, and slowly lowered his hand that had just been raised in the air.
Gu Xiaotian looked at his fallen hand, took a long breath, and got off him, lying aside.
The two of them were lying on their backs, staring blankly at the sky.
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At Tianmen, Dong Liuyao sighed and said regretfully: "That kid has given up after all."
Qin Ru said regretfully: "He is indeed a little bit behind."
Dong Liuyao shook his head, "I'm not talking about your descendants."
Qin Ru glanced at him doubtfully, then opened her mouth slightly, surprised.
"Is he really?"
At this moment, Qin Ru's voice trembled unconsciously, "He really aspired to conquer the ghosts and gods?"
Dong Liuyao spread his hands and said: "Maybe, maybe not. If you think he wants to win, then he wants to win."
Dong Liuyao did not give a clear answer.
As for whether it really happened, he didn't plan to tell anyone, he just wanted to keep it in his heart.
However, he was just pity, but could not see any loss.
Qin Ru had stopped taking action after all. It wasn't until she saw that sword that she actually recognized the fact that no matter how she tried to stop her, her descendants would never be able to reach Tianmen. At most, they would be saved. A life, but she couldn't control what happened next even if she wanted to.
Human affairs have nothing to do with her.
With such a state of mind, Qin Ru clearly felt that the stagnant energy in her body seemed to have taken a big step forward.
Dong Liuyao looked at Qin Ru and praised: "You have taken another step forward, but you have to think about it. The feeling up there is actually not pleasant."
Qin Ru sarcastically said: "Dong, a hundred years from now, will be here. If we have a fight, do you dare to pick it up?"
Dong Liuyao murmured: "A hundred years is a bit fast..."
However, he still nodded and said: "Okay, I will do as you say. If you really have a chance to challenge the ghosts and gods, it will actually be a good thing for me."
Qin Ru took one last look at her descendants, looked at Qian Qingxuan, thought for a long time, and finally told him: "He is a good person, and you should spend the rest of your life with him."
Qian Qingxuan nodded silently.
Gu Qingfeng raised his hands to the immortals and said, "Seniors, if there is nothing else, I will go down first. It will be really suffocating to stay up there."
Dong Liuyao joked: "Will this mean that he will never die?"
Gu Qingfeng scratched his head and blushed: "What are you talking about? These are immortals, and I am just a human bastard, far behind."
Dong Liuyao said helplessly: "In terms of contribution to the human world, you are much greater than me. After you get down, I still hope that you can think carefully about how to take a step forward, otherwise it will be a pity."
Gu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows but did not respond.
After going down, he understood things. As for the new step, he actually didn't want to try it.
This is not the life he loves. If he keeps moving forward, he will only make his life very painful.
Dong Liuyao also knew the truth behind this, but he just gave a few words of advice based on instinct. If the other party listened, then he would listen, and if he didn't, there was nothing he could do about it.
Gu Qingfeng looked at Zhao Qixing and said with a smile: "You often come to the human world to play when you have time. I heard that your status in the Gu family is not low. When the time comes, eating, drinking and having fun is not better than staying in such a stuffy place?"
Zhao Qixing smiled and said: "There will be a chance."
As for whether there will be such an opportunity, who knows.
Gu Qingfeng pulled Qian Qingxuan on the side and bowed to the two of them: "Farewell! I hope I will never come here again in this life!"
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Qin Qinglin lay on the ground, slowly reached into his pocket and took out the flower.
The flower that is said to never fade has withered now.
As for when it withered, Qin Qinglin didn't know. He looked at the withered flower, laughed at himself, then put the flower into the palm of his hand and crushed it into pieces.
He opened his hands slightly, and the petals were scattered on his body, looking so miserable.
Whether this flower is a sacred flower or not is no longer that important.
Perhaps, he did bring Qin Qinglin very close to the realm of ghosts and gods.
The voice that kept echoing in Qin Qinglin's mind, urging him to give up, might also come from him.
Maybe that's not it at all.
How can there be flowers that never wither in the world?
It's just that the flower is a little tougher, but once it leaves the soil, it will quickly wither.
Gu Xiaotian stood up and looked around. The first sentence he said was only three words.
"sorry."
Qin Qinglin lay on the ground and smiled bitterly: "You are the winner, why do you need to say sorry?"
Gu Xiaotian said softly: "After all, we failed to save this village."
Qin Qinglin was silent for a moment and made a pun, "Maybe this is fate."
Qin Qinglin supported the ground with one hand and stood up slowly, looking at Gu Xiaotian with a tired look on his face.
Qin Qinglin, who had been sitting there for a long time, finally asked the question that he least dared to think of.
"Gu Xiaotian, are you a ghost?"
When fighting against Gu Xiaotian, he could clearly sense that at that moment, the opponent had already crossed the threshold of defeat and reached a new realm.
"I can't tell clearly, maybe it was only at that moment that I entered."
"At that moment, I had a premonition that I would definitely win. I had a premonition that every sword I fired would definitely be better than you."
Gu Xiaotian said softly: "But now, that wonderful feeling seems to be looming and impossible to grasp."
Qin Qinglin stood up with strength and bowed slightly towards Gu Xiaotian.
This bow does not represent admiration, but more of an admission of defeat.
It can only be said that fate ultimately chose Gu Xiaotian, not Qin Qinglin.
The battle of life and death finally ended. It seemed like a long time, but in fact it only took a few hours.
In the end, a life-and-death battle does not differentiate between life and death, but there is something beyond life and death.
Gu Xiaotian didn't feel the slightest disturbance in his heart. In the second half of this battle, the result was actually not that important to him.
Qin Qinglin couldn't hold back and asked curiously: "Gu Xiaotian, what is it like to experience the supreme realm of ghosts and gods?"
Gu Xiaotian carefully recalled the moment when he drew his sword, and said with a smile: "The moment I stepped in, I felt extremely transparent, as if everything in the world was nothing in my eyes, and I had really reached the highest level in the world. I am here, overlooking this human world. In my eyes, every move you make is almost traceable. I know how much energy you have and what will happen with the next shot. If you go back to that moment again, Maybe I can level the entire Tianmen."
As he spoke, he looked up at the sky with complicated eyes.
"but……"
Gu Xiaotian sighed: "However, there is another feeling, which is loneliness, peerless loneliness, as if I am no longer in the world. I am not standing in the sky, but standing in a higher position, with no living things around me. .”
What Gu Xiaotian experienced was only for a moment.
He looked to the sky, mainly because he wanted to know that Dong Liuyao had actually been a ghost and god for hundreds of years. He had felt this way since hundreds of years ago. He really didn't know how he survived these long years.
My loneliness is just a moment.
But his loneliness is a thousand years of loneliness.
