On Dongshan.
In order to ensure the combination of harmony and violence of this sword, Si Gu Jian has poured all his spirit into it. If he wants to deal with the cloud that Ye Liuyun handed out, he must withdraw his sword. If he does not withdraw his sword, he can only attack. The enemy must be saved, but he can only have a little bit of concentration, and the five people in the field can be killed with just a little bit of concentration, that is His Majesty the emperor of Qing Kingdom who has no momentum.
It has to be said that from the beginning when Si Gu Jian came out of the sword, he has always suppressed Ye Liuyun in terms of overall momentum and wisdom. At this moment, Ye Liuyun was given a difficult problem and a surprise.
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However, what made Si Gu Jian surprised, angry, uneasy and at a loss... Ye Liuyun ignored the empty sword that Si Gu Jian was holding, and the cloud still enveloped his face.
However, the empty sword he was holding in his hands pierced the wet stone slab on the top of the mountain after a weak hissing sound, and fell into the empty space.
That smear of bright yellow, the dim eyes on the dragon robe, disappeared abruptly at the front of the empty sword.
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The top of Dongshan, the four great masters, a generation of kings, everything seems to be a long time, but in fact it only happened within a second. In this second, Si Gu Jian used the sword in his hand to tease Ye Liuyun's cloud, and stabbed Emperor Qing with the sword of nothingness. On the other side of this second, a more thrilling story happened.
The story takes place at the opening of this second.
When Sigujian's sword flew a foot in front of Emperor Qing's back, the emperor had already sighed and let go of the old hand that had been holding Eunuch Hong. Not having fun in the last battle.
At that time, the hand of Ku He, the national teacher of the Northern Qi Dynasty, was brushing the old eunuch Hong's chest with perseverance. With this swipe and press, the thumb and index finger are slightly separated, just like a breeze blowing over the hills, it is extremely gentle and natural, it is completely different from the scene of heavy rain and lightning around, but once the wind blows, the hills will not be in chaos.
The old eunuch Hong looked at Ku He's face quietly, his hands twisted and deformed like a pair of dragon whips, and climbed onto Ku He's right arm, but did not stop his blow.
With a muffled pop, the old eunuch Hong's chest... all shattered. In the way of bitter lotus reaching heaven, his natural freshness contained the majesty of heaven and earth, his breastbone collapsed and collapsed like a piece of crispy tofu!
Blood spewed out from the old eunuch Hong's mouth, nose, and five sense organs rapidly, and the power of life was lost rapidly with the collapse of the breastbone, the spurt of blood, and the rush of true energy. But in those old eyes, there was a faint smile and sarcasm... and killing intent.
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An abyss-like emptiness came from the palm, and Master Ku He's pupils suddenly shrank!
The oldest grand master in the field, the uncle of the founding emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and an ascetic monk who was astonishingly talented in the Wei Dynasty, he has experienced many things in his life. Naturally, no one can compare. But today the four great masters will come back, he must pick up his heart of gain and loss again, and take the heart of victory and defeat back into his hands.
This old eunuch who had been hidden in the Qing Kingdom for several years, the domineering true energy exuded from his body before was like the dry wind in the wild, and the realm revealed during it was undoubtedly an out-and-out master, so Ku He The master didn't hold back his hand, he didn't dare to hold back his hand, this second blow of the mountain and the water has already accumulated the supreme true energy in his body that is as deep as a deep pool.
The battle between the great masters may have some jaw-dropping changes anytime and anywhere, so when Ku He's stroke landed on Old Eunuch Hong's chest, he did not have the slightest sense of joy.
Because the first brush has been bounced back by the old eunuch Hong with the domineering qi in his body, although this kind of luck method is too domineering and cannot last long, but Ku He believes that the old eunuch Hong must have a way to deal with his second blow .
But the old eunuch Hong didn't block the blow, his chest was shattered, the domineering aura of this old eunuch disappeared in an instant, and he didn't know where he went!
Even if old eunuch Hong's chest suddenly turned into an iron plate and a second head was born, perhaps Ku He would not be surprised.
It happened that such a scene made Ku He feel unbelievable, where did the domineering true energy that was so overwhelmingly irresistible go? After all, the great master is a human being, not a god. Even with his and Si Gu Jian's miraculous cultivation, it is impossible to suddenly dissipate all the aura that has been raised to the peak of the world in such a short moment.
Like a sphere full of energy, how can it all be released in an instant
The transmission of any energy always takes time, and the shorter the time, the more terrifying the degree of shock in this process.
Whether it is Ku He, Si Gu Jian or Ye Liuyun, if they release all the true energy in their bodies in such a short period of time like the old eunuch Hong, they will inevitably end up falling apart in the next moment .
Why? Why can old eunuch Hong do this? Why did he dare to do this
The pupils of Ku He's eyes shrank, and a raindrop stayed half an inch in front of his eyelids, reflecting the faint black light.
He subconsciously noticed a dangerous smell that was already a little strange, the smell of death. In the long journey of life, the last time Master Ku He fell into such a state of mind was the reunion with the blind man in the fifth year of Qingli. It's just that the danger felt at that time was not as good as at this time!
When these thoughts were blowing through Master Ku He's mind like raindrops, his gentle right hand had already crushed Hong Siyou's breastbone, breaking through the thin old body like a hot knife into butter, from his back Stretched out from the back. The heart that had been shaken into five petals shot blood arrows in a palpitating way under the curtain of raindrops that seemed to be still.
Hong Siyou was already dead. No one survives a crushed heart. His body is hunched, no longer the god-like domineering appearance of Si Gu Jian climbing the mountain, but like a poor dwarf, covered in blood, hanging on Ku He's right hand.
Hong Siyou is not dead yet. Although his heart is broken and his breath is gone, the meridians in his body still maintain the state at the moment before he died. All the true essence is desperately released to the world, from the end of his meridians, scattered into the surrounding nature. middle. It's like a black hole, although it's dead, but with some kind of magical law, using the meridians of your own body as a bridge, it emits, absorbs, and dims in emptiness.
Including the arm inside his body.
Master Ku He's blow came out with all his strength, and the abundant true energy in his body seeped out from every pore and every inch of skin, following Hong Siitch's perverted secret method at the cost of life, it kept venting outwards!
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Ku He's pupils lit up. It wasn't enlightenment, but induction. The raindrop less than an inch in front of his pupils was still floating in the air. He already understood that he had been caught in a trick, and this Dadongshan itself was a game.
Hong Sitching is not a great master, the domineering energy he released on the top of the mountain before was borrowed, and the realm is also borrowed. It is precisely because it is not owned by oneself that it can be released with all its strength without hesitating the body and soul, which makes it appear extraordinarily violent, not to the extent that human beings should be.
Hong Sitching had already decided to die.
Someone wanted to use his death to absorb a little of his true energy. And his last swipe of the mountain and the water has already sent out the true essence, and there has been a gap in the protection of his body's life essence.
That person is going to take advantage of the gap.
That person was the one who showed the incomparable state of mind through Hong Sixting.
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Before he could sense the changes between Jian Chi and Liu Yun, Master Ku He's eyes became brighter, like an autumn moon appearing in a pool of clear water without warning.
Haitang, his most beloved female apprentice, has the cleanest and brightest eyes in the world, but if compared with Ku He's eyes at this time, it is like a firefly and a bright moon.
Ku He is the most sensitive person in the world to the surrounding environment. He is the softest but also the strongest person. This can be seen from the trip to the temple many years ago.
When he discovered that the old eunuch Hong was a trap, he reacted accordingly. The change was so fast that he didn't think of anyone else in the world.
Maybe it was just a 1% flick of the finger, he should have reacted so much faster than the person who set up the game imagined, but it was probably a fatal time difference.
Ku He's eyes were as bright as a bright moon, as pure as a lone star, and he took a deep breath. During this breath, he seemed to be sucking in all the air from the top of the Eastern Mountain! The old man's chest suddenly swelled up, as if he was two inches taller!
Following this breath, the heavenly qi in his body began to breathe from his right arm, following the natural breath between heaven and earth, and easily separated from the scattered breath of Hong Sitching's corpse. With the traction, he began to turn back to his own meridians at the fastest speed. With such a quick turning point, only Tianyi's method of tranquility can be performed so naturally.
There is no difference between time and stillness. There is no time to make any movement controlled by muscles, but the true energy that circulates in the human body like mercury and light can faintly break through the limitation of time and complete its own tasks.
As the true energy flowed back, the old eunuch Hong's thin body turned into a bloody mist, but it didn't disperse in time.
No one noticed that Master Ku He's left hand hanging by his side naturally bent a finger, drew a semicircle in the air, and made a gesture that had never appeared on this continent. With this gesture, the condensed raindrops in the sky stopped again, and the faint breath mixed with wind and rain on the top of Dadong Mountain, soaked in the ruins of the ancient temple, poured into his body at an extremely fast speed!
The aura summoned by that strange gesture is very weak, but at such a critical juncture, a piece of firewood and a drop of water are precious existences in the struggle between the masters.
What exactly is this gesture? Can actually inhale true energy from the eaves of the empty air temple
Spells, spells practiced by mages on the far side of the sea!
But it appeared in the hands of Master Ku He!
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In the heavy rain on the Dadong Mountain, Ku He, the national teacher of the Northern Qi Dynasty, finally used his greatest magic weapon to suppress the box, and used a method that would not help him at ordinary times, but at this moment, it could help him recover his true energy faster.
He had never used this magic weapon when he was fighting Wu Zhu, but at this moment he used it without hesitation.
Because at the moment when the old eunuch Hong died, before the blood mist had time to dissipate, a hand, a hand as white as jade, stretched out from the blood mist!
This scene looked very strange, a white jade-like stable hand stretched out from the bloody mist, like a magic hand protruding from the underworld to search for the souls of the world!
The moment he sensed this hand, the light in Ku He's eyes became brighter and brighter. His reaction at the first moment was normal. This hand should belong to Ye Liuyun. Only Ye Liuyun's hand can be so stable and miraculous.
However, Ku He is not afraid, because the true energy of heaven and earth in his body has already recovered into his body. It has reached the peak of abundance, and the shock and shock have reached the extreme that human beings can accommodate.
If the other party wanted to use the death of the old eunuch Hong to create a gap in his power, then Ku He's extremely quick reaction and that magical gesture that no one expected would perfectly make up for this gap.
Even... a little too perfect.
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That pure white hand suddenly lost the light on its skin, but it looked even more terrifying. In such a high-speed state, it did not tremble at all, passing through the ball with incredible stability and strength. Blood mist, clicked down.
In the process of darting, the hand loosened four fingers, but the index finger was slightly raised. The soft and firm fingertips smashed the raindrop an inch in front of Master Ku He's eyes, and then gently fell between his eyebrows.
If you want to put a red mole on his brow.
The drop of rain was broken by a finger, and turned into a small hollow water circle, surrounded by beautiful ripples, slowly expanding.
But there was not a red mole on Ku He's eyebrows, but it became brighter, as if all the bright colors in Ku He's dimmed eyes had reached between her eyebrows.
Master Ku He condensed between his brows the Supreme True Qi of the Heavenly Dao that he had cultivated for decades and the vitality of the heavens and the earth summoned by spells, and resisted this beautiful finger!
The slightly raised, stable index finger did not resist the pure Qi condensed between the brows, but poured it in a slow and gentle way. There is no violence, no intention of lore, no natural breath, only the most upright rules in the world.
benevolent!
The fingertip pressed down again, and with a whoosh sound, it was pointed out quickly, directly piercing Ku He's chest. Although it's just a movement of one finger, it vaguely makes people feel like a dragon walking like a tiger, and with one finger, there is an emperor of all ages!
At this time, Ku He had withdrawn her right hand, raised her thumb with a dignified face, and met the index finger with great skill, making a muffled pop.
Lower the index finger again, and stab directly at Ku He's belly.
Ku He lowered his eyes, waved his sackcloth slightly, and turned his flat finger into a palm. His right palm was like a trickle flowing with the mountain, and naturally hung down incomparably, blocking the finger in front of his abdomen.
It all happened so naturally.
However, Ku He's body began to tremble violently, and there was a red spot on the center of his right palm, like a red-hot iron, hissing.
There were only three fingers out of that steady hand. These three fingers are not killing, not destroying, not resisting, but... giving. He is dignified and upright, without any intention of sneak attack. The emperor's mind and demeanor are all contained in these three fingers, and the aura of kingship is fully revealed.
There was another flash of lightning in the sky.
Ku He's body was like a kite with a broken string, flitting weakly into the distance, under the big tree next to the stone path of Dadong Mountain. He sat cross-legged and sighed.
Ku He knew that he was wrong, he was wrong from the very beginning, and the most fatal mistake happened before the three fingers—after he realized that Hong Siyou was short-sighted, he reacted too quickly, so he had to deal with it. His method is too sufficient, and his realm has been raised too perfectly.
At that moment, Master Ku He was like a towering tree, stretching to the highest point in the world, like a lake of autumn water, which has become mighty.
And that person only extended three fingers, and he poured about half of the true energy in his body into Ku He's body.
Master Kuhe, who was infused with domineering aura in such a short period of time, was like the towering tree being crushed against a giant tree again, like It was Tiangong who suddenly poured half of the lake's autumn water into the full lake.
When the water is full, it overflows, and the embankment of the lake collapses.
The tree trunk also snapped from it.
Compared with ordinary people, the state of mind of the great master is already close to God, and Ku He is known as the person closest to God in the world. However, the great masters also have their own weaknesses after all.
Their weakness is their own flesh. The meridians in the body have limits after all, and the carrying capacity of the body also has limits after all.
Kuhe's true energy injected by those three fingers forcibly broke through the limit, and the meridians and body in the body were irreparably damaged.
Sitting cross-legged under the tree, Master Ku He, feeling the swelling sensation from his body skin, still had a big doubt in his heart—why was that person, the owner of that hand, able to spit out so much truth in such a short period of time? Qi, this is a speed that the meridians of the human body cannot bear.
Yet everything... should have ended.
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When Hong Siyou turned into a cloud of blood mist, Si Gujian's empty sword in his left hand was stabbing obliquely, but it missed nothing. He attacked Ye Liuyun and had to save Ye Liuyun, but Ye Liuyun couldn't save him at all.
The cloud had already covered Si Gu Jian's face.
Si Gu Jian trembled angrily, screamed sternly, lowered his head, twisted his right wrist, and pressed the sword towards Ye Liuyun's abdomen.
The Xu sword in his left hand fell into the air, and then he lowered his head, finally a slight weakness appeared in the violent and harmonious sword. It's just that he had to avoid it, because he knew that things had changed, and he had to survive.
Si Gu Jian survived. Half of his cheek was smashed to pieces by Ye Liuyun's free hand.
Ye Liuyun also survived. He lowered his head indifferently, held the sword tightly with his left hand, and only let the sword enter his belly an inch.
The matter is not over.
Ye Liuyun's Sanshou slash continued, and he slashed down gracefully, hitting Si Gu Jian's shoulder with a puff, his five fingers protruding out of the cloud like dragon claws, and his fingertips penetrated into his flesh and blood!
But Si Gu Jian didn't seem to feel any pain at all, he withdrew his left hand, and hit his wrist with a slap.
The long sword penetrated an inch into Ye Liuyun's belly... Then, the tip of the sword shone brightly, was broken into pieces by the powerful sword force, and a gorgeous flower bloomed!
This was a terrifying sword. Although many unexpected problems were encountered along the way, at the end, relying on the tyrannical intent that was held at the beginning, it succeeded in seriously injuring Ye Liuyun.
At this moment, the cloud of blood dissipated.
A bright yellow figure appeared from behind the cloud of blood mist, as if implying that every emperor must use the blood of countless people to lay his foundation for immortality.
Ming Huang's figure appeared between Ye Liuyun and Si Gu Jian, and he punched out.
There is no fancy, no tricks, just such a simple, clear shot.
But there is absolutely no one in the world who can throw such a simple and clear punch. He is upright and upright, but people can't avoid it at all, and even... have no intention of avoiding it!
First, there was a hissing sound, and the body was impacted by a powerful zhenqi, and Si Gu Jian's right arm, which was grabbed by Ye Liuyun's dragon claw, broke apart like this!
Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled sound like a bronze bell in an ancient temple. An extremely complicated expression flashed in Si Gu Jian's eyes. Looking at the bright yellow figure in front of him, his whole body was thrown out horizontally!
With that expression on his face, Si Gu Jian broke his arm and flew away, smashing through the wooden door of Dongshan Qing Temple. The powerful momentum smashed countless buildings in the ancient temple one after another, like a big boulder, crushing everything his body touched, and finally hit the big bell in the small ancestral hall in the deepest part of the ancient temple , made a buzzing sound.
On the opposite side of the ancient temple, under the big tree next to the stone path, Ku He, dressed in sackcloth, looked at this scene with a blank face, sitting cross-legged, as if attracted by the sound of the bell, something suddenly exploded in his body , the whole body suddenly swelled for a moment, then shrunk, and blood oozed from his eyes and ears.
The big tree behind Ku He collapsed and shattered into pieces. The bluestones within five feet around him were all squeezed into distorted three-dimensional sections by the real energy that burst out from his body, and they turned upside down in a ferocious or sad way. With pointed horns, it greets the last raindrops that fall from the sky.
Most of the buildings in the ancient Qing Temple have become ruined walls, and the ancient myths painted with oil paint have become past events. , becoming cloudy. Several white cranes, who were petrified by the momentum, shrank cowardly behind the pool. A yellow cloth fell to the ground, covering the body of Si Gu Jian who was lying on the ground miserably at the end of the passage. He could only hear Si Gu Jian under the yellow cloth screaming with a very weak voice, but his voice was already very weak, completely covered by the bell above his head.
The humming bell resounded throughout the top of Dadong Mountain.
The hurricane by the sea comes and goes quickly, just like the impermanence of this world, the joy and anger of the emperors. It was still raining and windy before, but at this time, the wind stopped and the rain suddenly stopped. The dark clouds in the sky suddenly parted a hole, revealing the soft porcelain blue sky behind the clouds. A ray of skylight just shone down so clearly that it fell on the bright yellow figure on the edge of the Dongshan cliff, illuminating his face clearly.
Emperor Qing stood in place with a pale face, his limbs were trembling, half of the domineering qi in his body was poured into Ku He's body, and the last kingly fist squeezed out his last spirit, and he was already exhausted to the extreme .
The sky was calm, the most powerful monarch in the world, his dragon robe was soaked by the rain, his hair was disheveled, drooping on his forehead weakly, but there were countless unknown emotions in the calmness of his eyes.
He had never been so embarrassed in his life.
He has never been so powerful in his life.