The sky is above, and the thick soil is below.
According to ancient rumors, immortals live outside the thirty-third heaven, so immortals are in heaven. Humans live together with the five animals, and they are humble people, so they live on the thick soil.
The two forces present, the people of the Shui family are people who have seen the level of the water. Their patriarch is already a man with unrivaled arrogance and swordsmanship, but he seems to be slightly inferior to the person in front of him
Many people from various forces have also seen Shui Ping, and many seniors have even seen Shui Ping's father, Shui Qing, and even met the peerless figures of the previous generation.
But I also feel that in the years of sixty years, I have never seen a person like this scholar.
This person is invisible in the world, could it be a fairy? But it is impossible for a fairy to appear in this mortal land, so what kind of existence is he? Could it be the existence between humans and immortals
Watching Chen Guhong assassinate Yan Chunqiu with his sword, beheading Chen Duxiu and many masters, they couldn't help but feel this kind of doubt and fear like a god.
Especially people from various forces feel that today is not a good day.
"It's not just bad, it's a dead end." Seeing Chen Guhong walking like a tiger, crushing rocks, his arrogance covered the sun and the moon, and he turned into a Shura and attacked him.
Qiu Feihua felt terrified, he was naturally abnormal in not sinking into the water, and his heroic spirit was stronger than ordinary people. Since his debut, he has never lost. Even in the face of Shui Ping, it was considered to be between brothers, so he never made a move.
But it doesn't mean that you will lose yourself. But in the face of this person, Qiu Feihua felt that he would be defeated without a doubt, that he would die without life.
"The enmity between me and Shuiping is just because my disciple wanted to become famous, but he was killed when he challenged Shuiping. Speaking of it, it was just a duel in the rivers and lakes, not a grievance. When Shuiping was alive, I endured it. He died. But I couldn't help it anymore, and wanted to take the lives of his descendants to avenge my disciples. But I never thought that in this situation, I might as well take revenge when I was alive in Shuiping." Qiu Feihua regretted extremely. If there was regret medicine in this world, then he would definitely not choose to face Chen Guhong.
But regretting at this moment is useless, so let's fight to the death.
Qiu Feihua is by no means a cowardly and weak person, even before she died, she fought fiercely.
"Wonderful swordsmanship, human and sword unite!" As if sublimated, the powerful courage that emerged in front of the desperate situation made Qiu Feihua enter a new realm in an instant, which is another height of swordsmanship.
This is a mystical realm, based on this realm, one can feel the mystery of swordsmanship. Qiu Feihua suddenly burst into tears. This is the realm of being close to God in the legend.
He has traversed the world for more than ten years, and he has hardly made any progress, but now he has broken through.
A powerful state, a powerful idea emerges, he feels that at this time, even if the water is level, he will not be afraid, and will kill him in one battle. There is also a strong hope, the person in front of me doesn't seem too far away
"kill!"
The screaming sound was like thunder and lightning, and the white sword energy was dazzling amidst the murderous aura that filled the sky. Only one sword, only one sword energy, just a simple straight stab.
But there is also an unavoidable sense of mystery.
It seems that there are thousands of changes and mysteries. Once dodged. It is ten deaths and no life.
The swordsmanship is convincing, and the heroism is stronger. The sword energy was ten feet long, tearing the ground inch by inch, and the sword energy appeared when it crossed the ditch. Carrying infinite lightning and infinite power, it attacked Chen Guhong.
Even if the people present saw this sword, their minds would be shaken. Amazing. The people of the Shui family were worried, and the people of the major forces showed hope.
Will a miracle happen
This sword can't be called weak, and Qiu Feihua can't be called weak. But it's a pity that he met Chen Guhong, who had a mysterious soul in his mind, intelligent and understanding.
If it is said that Qiu Feihua's swordsmanship is close to that of a god, then Chen Guhong's realm is already a god, and he is not a breakthrough, but has been in the realm of a god from beginning to end.
"Xiyue, vanguard!" Chen Guhong groaned, his right hand shook, his sleeves fluttered, and the sword stabbed forward like light. The majestic momentum is like Tianwei, and the fierceness is comparable to thunder and lightning.
"Wow, boom!"
Even the void was distorted, forming ripples. The mountain rock was even more shattered, not just a sword mark, but crushed, the huge rock protruded from the ground, flew into the void, and turned into flying sand when it met the huge sword energy, the yellow sand filled the sky, like a demon.
Qiu Feihua shrank his pupils, knowing that he was invincible. Before he could smile wryly, the sword shattered, and the Qixia Sword, which was as famous as the Kunwu Sword, was shattered inch by inch, followed by his arm, which turned into flesh and blood in an instant, flying all over the sky.
In an instant, a wound was opened on his neck. The wound was not deep, but it just cut his blood vessels, and blood gushed out.
Qiu Feihua suddenly felt an unprecedented tranquility. He used the sword of the sword and the swordsmanship of the sword to run rampant in the world. When he was young, he also wanted to be famous, but at this age, with the current reputation, it is different.
If you stand on top of a peak, some people are only lonely and cold. There are also some fears, because it is easy to enter, but difficult to retreat. If a person climbs to such a high position, if he fails, he will be lost forever.
So he faced a level similar to his own, but he didn't dare to challenge.
A moment ago, he felt that he was on the same level as the water level. But now he has come to realize that he is worse than Shuiping, if he fights head-on, unless he escapes, he will surely die.
Because he stood too high and gained too much fame and fortune, he was afraid of failure. But Shui Ping, who was in the same position as him, chose to fight the Jiangbei swordsman Bai Zheng, and although he died in the battle, he was fierce.
I have been burdened by fame and wealth all my life, so I can't stand at the top. Before he died, he felt the futility of fame and fortune, and he was at peace.
"I'm defeated." Qiu Feihua smiled at Chen Guhong, and then fell to the ground with a bang.
"Boom!"
Chen Guhong's sword energy continued to move forward vertically and horizontally, hitting another mountain top. A shocking hole opened on the top of the mountain.
"Yeah."
"Wooooow!"
The flocks of birds fluttered their wings high in fright, and the animals ran in panic in fear.
Chen Guhong put away his sword and stood, looking down at Qiu Feihua. The expression on this person's face before he died gave him the feeling that he had a confidant. It was a feeling of contempt for fame and wealth, of indifference.
"Is it an illusion?" Chen Guhong shook his head, somewhat puzzled.
"Want to go!"
Just at this moment, a loud laugh sounded. Chen Guhong turned his head to look, and saw that Wan Zhenglong had already eliminated many masters, while Feng Wushuang, the head of the Feng family, was still left, and wanted to take the opportunity to escape.
Wan Zhenglong pierced Feng Wushuang with his hidden sword.
The three masters, more than a dozen first-class elites in the world, were all crushed under the swords of Chen Guhong and Wan Zhenglong.