“It’s a pity that Ying Gou is not born with enough strength at this time. He can climb up to the top and fight against Xuanyuan with just his fighting spirit.
If you replenish its vitality and refine it into a useful body;
Whether this sword can really cut it down may still leave some variables."
Yan Luo Wang Bao sighed as he stroked his long beard.
The events here certainly attracted more than just the old hands who were famous on the Xuan-Yuan Sword list. Anyone who was sensitive enough to be sensitive would also cast their eyes here.
Watching the excitement is never the privilege of the common people, but there is indeed a big difference in the level of excitement between the men and the common people.
Yama King Bao Yuan was originally the ruler of the First Hall. Later, because he was overly sympathetic to the souls of sinners, he was demoted to the Fifth Hall.
Of course, these things are now a thing of the past, like a tide and a wave.
The era of the Ten Kings of Hell has long ended. There is no point in thinking about these things anymore.
Beside him, Emperor Song Yu Ze laughed coldly and said:
"If it's such a pity, why don't you go up earlier and learn from the original Pingdeng Wang Lu who fed the tiger with his own body?"
This is a mockery.
Upon hearing this, Yan Luo Wang Bao seemed too lazy to argue and changed the subject, saying:
"You said, so many years have passed since the end of the ancient times. No matter how badly the bottom of the cup is broken, it should be repaired eventually, right?"
Emperor Song Yu pondered for a moment and said:
“It’s hard to say. When the Bodhisattva was still alive, he once said that in every era, there are people who stand up and there are also people who walk down.
This person, in fact, no longer belongs to this era. Perhaps it is because of his own unspeakable secrets. It is already quite difficult for him to continue to live in this world. Among those old immortals in hell, which one have you seen running out alive and kicking now?"
"But it's a pity after all. Such a spirit ended up in failure. This momentum will eventually disappear into thin air. It's really a pity."
"Just watch the excitement. After tonight, only God knows what the final outcome of this yin and yang will be."
After saying this, Emperor Yu of Song raised his head and looked towards the other side of the sky.
A tremendous pressure seemed to be approaching, and in the darkness of the void, there seemed to be a black hand, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
However, the hand was still waiting, waiting for the result to appear below, and did not come down on its own.
Maybe he was worried that if he got too anxious, he might have to block the sword for his enemies.
"What a pity! The Bodhisattva has been in Mount Tai for a thousand years, and has always dreamed of seeing a real immortal. Now those eunuchs have been brought in, but the Bodhisattva is gone."
"There is no such thing as perfect things in the world. Just look at them positively."
"We have nothing to worry about. If the New Equal Palace can still be opened tomorrow, we might have a chance to be reinstated. But most likely, there is not much hope. But it's okay. Let's go back to the courtyard and listen to the music."
"Can you still continue to listen to music?"
Emperor Song Yu snorted coldly.
It seemed that Yanluo Wangbao had gotten the upper hand verbally for once.
Continued:
"If the one in the sky really has time to spare, we can just wait to be strangled to death by him one by one."
… …
Above the sky, the distance between Ying Gou and Xuanyuan Sword is getting closer and closer.
His shape had begun to sway constantly with the turbulence of the water surface, like a reflection in the water.
Without the support of his truly strong body, nor the support of his true peak strength,
Now I just rely on my own ideas.
actually,
It's already the end of the road.
At this moment, the higher he went, the more he looked like a small boat in the stormy sea, which could capsize in a moment.
The gazes from all around became more and more urgent, because they knew that the bowstring was already fully drawn.
The antique world's definition of the value of antiques has actually always followed one rule, and that is its story.
From a practical point of view, most antiques were tools in ancient times and have little practical value in modern times, but the stories contained in them are the most precious embodiment of their value.
For example, a jade bowl is made of the finest jade material and crafted by the best jade craftsman at the time.
The other one was a pottery bowl with a big crack on it, looking crude and broken.
But if there is an accurate record that Li Shimin used this pottery bowl to drink water while marching and fighting on a certain day in a certain year, then the value of the latter will directly crush the former.
At this moment, Boss Zhou is the broken bowl.
Ying Gou took him to face Xuanyuan Sword. Of course, the two of them were inseparable, and he couldn't really leave him behind. But seeing Ying Gou protecting Boss Zhou,
And in full view of the public,
Boss Zhou’s value skyrocketed instantly!
Now, just wait for the bowstring to break, and then the old immortals and contemporary giants who have been watching and think they are qualified to fight will rush forward.
for
Fight for Boss Zhou!
In fact, Zhou Ze had thought about what would happen to him next, so he actually hoped that Ying Gou would let him go and let him go first.
No matter what, it is better than being fought over by a group of strong men like throwing a bouquet of flowers.
The woman of Hanba has already pointed at his nose and said that she would wear him as clothes, and now there are probably a lot of people who want to wear this clothes.
Rather than facing the embarrassing situation that will follow, it would be better to die early.
In this situation, I really feel like I would rather die than have my innocence tarnished.
However, Ying Gou still chose not to do so, even though now he could no longer move forward.
First,
At this distance, Ying Gou's thoughts had already faded like the moon in a mirror in the water, and it was obvious that he was running out of energy and could not continue to hold on.
Losing his body and most of his strength was like losing his logistics during a war. He managed to get here relying on his courage and will to fight, which was already amazing, but he could not continue in the end.
on the other hand,
The Xuanyuan Sword is the moon above.
It moved.
Wherever the sword is pointing, that's Ying Gou!
For a moment, it was as if the center of a storm had exploded, and the momentum of heaven and earth gathered there. This is the true rule of heaven and earth, the true supreme law!
With a loud bang,
Zhou Ze felt as if the dam in front of him collapsed in an instant.
He saw the sword flying towards him.
Getting closer,
Getting closer!
… …
"Ah, tsk."
Emperor Song Yu sighed.
"It's over." Yan Luowang Bao also shook his head.
They were the ones who came to watch the fun, after all, they were still very young;
And it is estimated that there is a high probability that he will not live long enough to be included in the Xuan-Yuan Sword kill list, so his mentality is more like that of a spectator, and he is naturally looking forward to no matter how exciting it is.
It's a pity that human power is limited. The master of the Nether Sea, who was once famous in ancient times for suppressing hell and who could still come back twice to sweep hell even after his death for countless years, would eventually perish here.
Eating melons requires a sense of ritual.
The deliberately vague and extremely tiny Dharma bodies of Emperor Song Yu and King Yama Bao bowed in that direction from afar.
… …
Hanba raised his head and looked at the scene happening above.
What surprised her was that she didn't feel the slightest pain or suffering in her heart because of the man's death.
On the contrary, there is a kind of world where channel costs are taken for granted.
This may be,
This is the fate of this group of people.
At this moment,
She was a little confused,
Confused about the sword above,
Do you still recognize yourself
The order of killing in Xuanyuan Sword probably follows a pattern, but there is no specific pattern. Perhaps only the person involved knows that it will be his turn next.
Just as in Sanya when the Bodhisattva ascended to heaven,
Boss Zhou quickly and clearly sensed the pressure that the Xuanyuan Sword was exerting on him, and he also realized that the next target would be himself.
At this time, Hanba's feeling was becoming stronger and stronger. She would be the next target of Xuanyuan Sword.
At this moment, he is about to arrive first, and I will probably arrive soon after.
The interval between them is estimated to be only about ten days.
The intervals are really short. After all, these "immortals" have only grown in one batch since ancient times. If you harvest one every ten days, it won't take long to harvest all of them.
After that, the Xuanyuan Sword will most likely disappear, perhaps at the next time, or perhaps after the next batch of "immortals" grow up and reach a certain number.
But no matter what the details are, for this generation of people in this era, there is no point in caring about it.
Hanba's umbrella has been thrown aside.
There was redness flowing in her eyes.
The people around them were also eager for the remains that Ying Gou might leave behind.
She was also clear about this.
even,
Even above the sky, the one hand exuded its own aura.
A smile appeared on Hanba's lips.
First he was killed by his own father.
He was killed by Ying Gou again.
Today, only one hand is left of the Immortal King who was led back.
How much energy do you have left
… …
If Ying Gou had been advancing step by step before, now, with the stabbing of the Xuanyuan Sword, he was completely defeated!
Xuanyuan Sword,
It's really just a sword.
But in this sword,
But it contains the idea of the rules of heaven and earth that cannot be violated.
When the sword pierced into Ying Gou's body of mind,
Ying Gou's thoughts began to dissipate wildly.
Lost,
No more drama...
Although even the people in the bookstore might think that winning was a surprise, and although Boss Zhou had already prepared himself mentally, he still felt a strong bitterness in his heart when he watched Tie Hanhan disappearing quickly and all traces of his existence in this world being erased quickly.
On the contrary, the person involved did not have this awareness.
In the tone of someone who gets up early in the morning, opens the window and checks the weather:
“I’m going to… die… ah…”