"Well said! Wouldn't it be nice to be kind and friendly?" Monk Moyun laughed wildly, "Brother, you will be a hero in life, and you will be a hero in death. If you can't be a master, what's the use of coming from this world? Ye Qingxuan, look at the knife—"
The supreme heavenly knife strikes, the situation changes suddenly, and the world is opened for one!
With this knife, Monk Moyun finally gave up his body and forgot himself, and reached the state of giving up himself and giving up the knife, and there is nothing else. Among the people who use swords in the world, except for Shentu Zhenyue and Situ Lingfeng, no one can reach this level. realm.
Speaking of swordsmen in the world, Monk Moyun may be among the best in terms of martial arts, but when it comes to the state of mind when using swords, he is by no means as good as Situ Lingfeng, or even "Badao" Shentu Zhenyue.
Qualification
There are too many geniuses who died on the road to fame these years.
In the journey of martial arts, if there is no hard work, 100% luck, and extreme perseverance, how can there be any success with just a bit of talent
Monk Moyun, whether it is hard work, luck or talent, has a great chance to win the way of heaven, but he is blinded by the desire for power in his heart, causing the way of the knife to be covered with dust. Monk Moyun once again burst out with unparalleled strength in the world.
It's a pity that he met Ye Qingxuan; what's even more pity is that his awakening came too late...
Clean and dust-free at night. The moonlight is like silver.
This time Ye Qingxuan made a move, using the strength of the Divine Transformation Realm. Although it was still daytime, a bright moon rose into the sky, the moon was full and the earth was turning silver.
Monk Moyun stared dumbfoundedly at the bright moon rising in front of him, as well as Ye Qingxuan sitting cross-legged in mid-air, looking like a banished immortal, and the sword aura he shot out with his fingers...
when!
The sword energy shot out onto the "Supreme Heavenly Knife" that was emitting endless light. Under the watchful eyes of Monk Moyun, the "Supreme Heavenly Knife" flew straight into the air, looking like it was shining with the bright moon, but its owner was no longer worthy. own it again.
As the sword energy approached his chest, Ye Qingxuan deflected his fingertips, and stopped at the same time.
Monk Moyun's mouth showed a smirk, and he pounced on the unstoppable sword energy.
call out-
Blood burst out, and Ye Qingxuan's [Six Meridians Excalibur] sword energy pierced Monk Moyun's heart.
The sword energy was suddenly restrained, Ye Qingxuan rushed forward, and pressed Mo Yun's pierced chest, and the life-saving qi of [Eternal and Everlasting Spring Immortality] was directly infused into the body, trying his best to keep the opponent's life.
"Tell me, who is the mysterious man?" Ye Qingxuan asked sharply with his eyes red.
Monk Moyun's bloody mouth showed a sad smile, looked into Ye Qingxuan's eyes, and said with a smile: "I tell you, I don't know... But, is it hard to guess? Hehehe... It's still you... Or, you, you... no Wish, believe..."
After saying the last word, Monk Moyun gritted his teeth fiercely, the blood that had been stagnated in his chest burst out, and the pierced heart completely burst. Unexpectedly, Ye Qingxuan was splashed with hot blood all over his face.
Can force a generation of masters like Monk Moyun to live like a dog and die like a dog, what does that mysterious person think of the world and the lives of others
Holding Monk Moyun's body in a daze, feeling that he gradually became cold and stiff, the anger in Ye Qingxuan's heart exploded like heaven and earth.
…
On the wreckage of the Three Altars, a bonfire was lit by Ye Qingxuan with the [Flame Knife].
Amidst the crackling sound, Monk Moyun, the once powerful underworld lord and one of the owners of the Holy Land Sansheng Island, has now turned into a dead body, being gradually devoured in the flames.
Footsteps came from behind, and Sun Kunshang said in a panting voice, "Leave the matter here to me. What are you going to do next?"
After the death of Monk Moyun, not long after Sun Kun sat in a donkey cart, he was led by the "iron hand" Ding Ao dressed up in makeup, and he also knew the cause and effect of the incident.
"Where's Chu Heyan?" Ye Qingxuan asked instead.
Sun Kun sighed, and said: "I didn't find it. He should have been taken away by the mysterious man... From the looks of it, Chu Heyan should also be under the mysterious man's subordinate. The 'smiling tiger' Shang Luo was just a secret arrangement arranged by Moyun just in case. The son... looks smart, but in fact it has been calculated by others. Even... I guess that the portrait of Monk Moyun before and after plastic surgery can be found so easily, and there are too many people with secrets in the world. Why is there only this one?"
"What do you want to say?" Ye Qingxuan asked with a frown.
"What do you want to do?" Sun Kun asked back.
Ye Qingxuan sighed, and said lightly: "I'm going to find someone and ask some questions..."
"I don't suggest you go..." Sun Kun frowned even deeper, and finally said firmly: "You can't go."
"You know who I want to see?"
"Of course I know. How many people in this world can suppress you in the martial arts? It's either Ning Zhongliu or Pimo Nitian, and didn't you see Ning Zhongliu's whereabouts before? Besides meeting him, Who could it be?" Sun Kunyu breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed his goatee, and said in a deep voice: "Besides, what if you go? Can he admit it? Do you have evidence?"
Ye Qingxuan got up angrily, and said coldly: "After all, he is the leader of the White Dao, the real master of Lingyun Palace... We have come to this day, all of this is because of his backing, if it is really him..."
"So what?" Sun Kun shouted even louder: "You want to expose his lies in front of the people of the world, ruin his reputation, and be blamed by Wan Fu? Even if you did it, what can you do? If he really The most important thing is that mysterious person. In his heart, the way of heaven is the only pursuit. Will he still care about this world? In his eyes, what is the difference between people like you and me and ants? Fame, status, image...does it work? ? Thousands of years ago, the dragon god was tyrannical and slaughtered the martial arts world. After a thousand years, isn’t he still the outstanding figure that everyone envies, "Shattering the Void"?"
Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath, and said slowly: "If it's really him, I just want to know, since he is devoted to pursuing the way of heaven, why does he disturb the world and support underworld heroes like Monk Moyun and Mingyouzi? How is his behavior different from that of Viemons?" Then his expression changed, and he murmured, "He...could it be Viscounts?"
"It's all possible." Sun Kun patted Ye Qingxuan's shoulder, because he couldn't reach him, so he patted his arm, "The old fox once warned me that if someone finds this mysterious person one day, he must not pierce it." His identity..."
Ji Guanglan!
Was this already within his plan
"Why?" Ye Qingxuan couldn't figure it out, "Mr. Ji refused to leave the mountain except Fengyi Pavilion, is it because of this mysterious person?"