The light is gone and the night is dark.
All the light and heat of the day dissipate, and the coldness of the night comes again to disturb people's dreams.
In a rather luxurious house, the best incense rises, bringing a warm and peaceful atmosphere, spreading the fragrance everywhere.
On the bed, most of a grandmaster's body was huddled under the quilt, with only one head exposed. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. His body, which could break rocks, was trembling uncontrollably, and he was haunted by nightmares.
In the darkness, memories continued to fall downwards.
The memories I don’t want to look back on come back again!
Heavy rain, strong wind, lightning, thunder!
The tall, muscular, dark-skinned figure was like the most ferocious ghost and god in the world, coming against the violent wind and rain with a ferocious look.
It was clear that one was fighting against six, and a handful was fighting against many, but he was actually the first to attack!
When words are exhausted, fists are the best answer.
The rolling zhenqi tore through the rain curtain, the buzzing in the internal organs suppressed the thunder, and the earthy yellow light on the raised fist was far more dazzling than the electric light.
Without any unnecessary nonsense, the moment he moved, his flesh and blood began to burn!
When a grandmaster chooses not to take his own life, everyone in the world is afraid that his heart will tremble.
The six masters belong to the four countries.
Bai Xundao, who was the closest, had the most experience and retreated the moment he sensed something was wrong.
Naturally, Bai Xundao's disciples followed suit and immediately retreated.
Even if the speed is not as fast as Mo Qiu's burning flesh and blood, it would be better if they can delay it for a while - anyway, there are six of them, they will definitely win, why do they have to go head-to-head with Mo Qiu's burning flesh and blood?
After all, once the flesh and blood are ignited, what is damaged is the genuine Dao Xing and Shou Yuan!
Who is willing to risk his own life if he can win?
Their choice was not wrong.
As soon as the two retreated, the unlucky one was the martial arts master of Dai Viet.
The martial arts masters of Dayue couldn't figure it out. Among the six masters, two of them, Daqing, had a grudge against Dayue. If Mo Qiu didn't look for anyone else, why did he have to look for him? !
But Mo Qiu, who had already taken action, didn't have any explanation. The earth-yellow true energy, which was so rich that it was almost condensed into substance, came towards the head with the power to destroy mountains and mountains. It was unstoppable!
The unprepared Grandmaster Dai Viet was unable to retreat and had no choice but to carry it with his body. As long as there was a temporary delay, rescue would surely arrive soon. After all, the Grandmaster's reaction speed was very fast.
But at the moment of contact, Grandmaster Dai Viet regretted it.
The moment the two figures approached, a violent torrent of true energy swept across a ten-foot radius. Even the Grandmaster was determined not to be able to stabilize his figure within this ten-foot radius. Mo Qiu's originally tall and strong body was visible to the naked eye. He has lost a lot of weight and is almost no longer human-like!
Such a price was paid in return for a terrifying infuriating energy that was as powerful as the torrent of heaven and earth!
The five martial arts masters who had just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to attack had been knocked out by the almost substantial zhenqi before they could get closer. Their heads were buzzing and they were dizzy.
The two Daqing martial arts masters who were the fastest moved had blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, and their skin stung. Of course, the surging Qi was not enough to kill them, but under such an indiscriminate blow, their own Qi could not stop them at all. Living in this extremely overbearing torrent of true energy, even if there is a physical barrier, the five internal organs will inevitably be damaged.
The Grandmaster's physical body can be said to be invincible in the mortal world, but his internal organs are still fragile in comparison.
And what they experienced was just the aftermath of the battle center!
When the surging true energy slowly dissipated between heaven and earth, a tall bamboo pole was holding a tattered corpse, standing there quietly.
There are no continuous fights, no exquisite moves, and no set of dazzling and exquisite martial arts skills belonging to the master.
The beginning is also the end.
This was a life-saving blow from a master who risked all his efforts. Once it was gone, there would be no return.
Burning all the efforts and achievements along the way as a warrior, in exchange for a sure kill.
When a young and powerful martial arts master is ready to burn everything to find someone else, and that person is not far away, the best way is to hope that person will not choose you.
For a Grandmaster, this move is unstoppable at the same level.
What really makes a martial arts master stand out is not his martial arts that are far beyond ordinary people, nor his true energy that is better than the fine iron soldiers, but his self-destruction.
One above the master is replaced by another, below the master I am invincible!
No matter who you are, no matter how noble you are, or what kind of genius you are, when a grandmaster decides to be desperate, you must let another grandmaster die in order to offset the grandmaster's anger.
This is the greatest asset of a grandmaster.
But now, Mo Qiu used this capital without any nonsense or hesitation.
Take him by surprise and risk your life with a single blow!
The martial arts master in Dai Viet didn't even resist at all - no, or it was useless to resist. At most, he would burn all his flesh and blood together, which would definitely lead to death without a whole body.
"Moqiu."
Bai Xundao looked at the skinny figure and muttered to himself, not knowing what was going on in his heart.
"The plan failed."
Bai Xundao's disciple and Daqi's other martial arts master said with some regrets, but more happily.
Of course they know that the Grandmaster can trade one for one without risking his life.
This is the real reason why the masters of several countries are unwilling to go to the battlefield in person - if they are pressed, the enemy country may have a hot-blooded martial arts master.
Therefore, it is good for every grandmaster not to use the master.
Besides, who has nothing to do but risk their lives at every turn? Do you have that many lives to play with? !
After forty or fifty years of hard training, you have finally climbed to the end of the martial arts. If you don't enjoy the great glory and wealth, if you don't strive for countless fame and wealth, you can't even think about competing with others to the limit?
Their plan was to win over Mo Qiu first. If they succeeded, they would naturally turn enemies into friends. Even if they could not win over Mo Qiu, they could only shake Mo Qiu's will so that he would not have the will to die. They could also leave a hole for him to break out of the encirclement and then settle the matter. .
It is still very troublesome to kill a grandmaster. First of all, you cannot show your determination to kill. Otherwise, the master who is completely victorious will directly risk his life, and the martial arts master of Dai Viet will end up there.
The second is to continuously consume the master's blood and mind. Only when the opponent's flesh and blood are difficult to drive even if it is ignited, can it be possible to kill the enemy without hurting one's own body.
This is why people have almost never heard of the saying that whoever wins when two grandmasters fight to the death - one-on-one requires life and death, then there is no winner, both must die!
When the stars fell from the sky at night in Yuzhou, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for immortality to come face to face. Mo Qiu, the White Lotus Cult Master, and Huang Chao had all fought against each other, but no one had decided to take advantage of the immortality rather than their lives. It was almost done.
This authority that belongs exclusively to the Grandmaster gives the Grandmaster truly transcendent qualifications.
There are no bloody battles between masters, only fights to the death.
"This madman!"
The thinner Grandmaster of Daqing cursed half in anger and half in happiness.
They had made all their plans, be it coercion or inducement, but they avoided the worst tacit choice.
Mo Qiu's action seemed reckless, but with the head start, the burning of flesh and blood was completely completed in an instant. This was by no means a temporary idea.
Before coming, the opponent must have been well prepared and even used special techniques to brew for a long enough time. Otherwise, it would not have been possible for him to be so fast, so fast that even the master could not react to burn himself in an instant. All the elevated flesh and blood!
A lunatic, well deserved!
"He's not dead yet!"
Dayong's martial arts master got up from the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said with lingering fear.
It's a pity, because there are two martial arts masters in Daqi and Daqing. There is only one martial arts master in Daiyue and Dayong. Naturally, it is inevitable that they are a little weak. They are much closer to each other. They have agreed to do it. Look after each other.
As a result, because of this care, Dayong's martial arts master did not step aside in time, and even wanted to rush forward to help stop him, resulting in serious injuries.
"Um?"
As soon as these words came out, the remaining martial arts masters looked at him one after another.
Sure enough, Mo Qiu hadn't fallen down yet. Although his body was literally skin and bones, his tall bamboo pole-like body was still standing, with a pair of black eyes still looking at them.
Such a self-destructive foundation, the martial arts master is bound to die, but he doesn't know what kind of power is supporting him, and he hasn't died yet.
"Why do you bother?"
Bai Xundao took a few steps forward and came to Mo Qiu. He looked at the shabby Dai Yue Grandmaster in Mo Qiu's hand, shook his head slightly and said, "As a Grand Master, you could have enjoyed all the glory and wealth, but you didn't want to do this." , you can also come to pray and display your talents and ambitions. If you die in exchange for someone else’s life, who will remember you?”
Mo Qiu's eyes turned and slowly focused. Everything in front of him seemed a little blurry. After looking for a while, he realized that the person in front of him was Bai Xundao.
"Morality. Don't sell."
The sound sounded, completely different from before, like the sound of broken bamboo joints breaking and damaged jade colliding.
"Everyone is going to die. Where is your morality? After your death, will the Mo family have a second grandmaster? What will the people of Dayue gain because of your death?"
The lean martial arts master from Da Qing also walked up to Mo Qiu, stared into those eyes, and said almost face to face.
There was no expression on Mo Qiu's face. His skin was tightly pressed against his bones, resembling a skull. Only his eyeballs were still moving, but they had also lost a lot of their brilliance.
"You're scared."
Mo Qiu said.
"I'm afraid?!"
He was irritated, "Ha, look at what you look like now! Am I afraid of you?!"
He looked around and saw those allies who were also masters. Their voices were raised a lot, "Ha, it's not funny. He actually said that I'm afraid!"
Those eyes were still staring at him quietly, without saying a word.
This made him feel that he had lost all face. He was looked down upon by a man whose flesh and blood had been burned!
"You are going to die! Aren't you unwilling? Don't die in peace! After you die, I will go to Dayue, kill the Mohists, and destroy the Mohist family. Your doctrine will be completely banned, and your reputation will not be spread among the people!
Guess how long it will take for Big Moon to completely fall and your name to be no longer mentioned?
No, you killed the martial arts master of Dayue, so you will be the main culprit who caused the destruction of Dayue country and its family! Countless people will curse your name and blame everything on you!
Judging from mortal time, I can survive until that day, but you are destined to endure endless infamy under the Nine Springs! "
Enraged, he said unscrupulously: "The winner takes everything, this is reality!
Do you think it’s amazing that you dare to risk your life for the sake of morality?
I tell you, all your ideas will not be realized, and all your efforts will be in vain!
So what if a grandmaster is replaced? Is there only one master here? Is there only one master in the Four Kingdoms? !
Your morality is simply vulnerable in the face of sufficient power! "
Facing his anger, Mo Qiu's eyes were focused for a moment.
A mocking smile appeared on the skull-like cheek.
Before his anger could rise again, the earthy yellow light suddenly appeared again!
He was completely unprepared and punched violently directly to the five internal organs in his chest, causing severe pain.
"ha"
When he flew out upside down, he heard the contemptuous laughter and saw the falling figure.
Didn't fall down.
Bai Xundao stretched out his hand to support Mo Qiu's body.
Before those eyes were closed, the aura had been lost.
A great master of the generation, a giant of the Mohist family, a born saint, has no energy left.
"Damn!!"
He got up from the ground, his internal organs aching. This real blow before his death gave him a heavy blow!
"I'm going to tear him apart!"
The angry Grandmaster Daqing was about to step forward.
Bai Xundao said, "That's enough! Death is like a lamp going out, and the past disappears."
After a pause, Bai Xundao continued: "He was a good man, let's bury him."
"Why?!"
He asked angrily.
"As I please!"
Bai Xundao looked back with a cold look, "Don't make trouble."
Only then did he remember.
Daqi is the strongest one.
Bai Xundao's life is about to end.
No matter which one, don't mess with them.
The severe pain in his heart continued, but he couldn't speak.
It turns out that even a martial arts master who doesn't have the consciousness to risk his life can't rely entirely on his will.
He actually understood Mo Qiu somewhat.
It turns out that without risking one's life, many things cannot be done at all.
"Hiss~"
The pain in his heart woke up Grandmaster Daqing, who had finally fallen asleep. He stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. What was heavier than the pain in his body was that every time he fell asleep, he kept recalling the previous scenes like a nightmare.
Even though many days have passed, it is still deeply imprinted in my mind.
His voice alerted another Daqing grandmaster. At this moment, he walked in with medicine and said, "Did you dream about Mo Qiu again?"
"Headache."
He shook his head, reached out to take the soothing medicinal soup, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Everyone is dead, so what are you worried about? Can Mo Qiu still crawl out of that grave? If you are really angry, you can wait until Bai Xundao dies of old age and dig up his grave secretly."
The companion said in relief.
"Nothing."
He shook his head again, threw the medicine bowl aside, and pressed his chest, "It's just that my internal organs hurt."
"That's fine. When the water recedes and the moon is divided, we can kill a few more Mohists to take revenge. Don't take it too seriously," said the companion.
"Ok, I know."
He answered like this, but his thoughts were still not smooth for some reason.
How could a majestic martial arts master, the pinnacle of the world, live like this?
He hadn't figured out the answer yet, but a sound that shook the world like thunder rang out first.
"The Grandmasters of the Four Kingdoms haven't run away, right?"
The sound shook the surrounding areas, spreading far away in the silent night, like a yellow bell playing.
This night, someone asked for his life.
(End of chapter)
