Chapter 512 It doesn’t matter if you lose (the fight is over)
--madman! Do we still have to fight for this? !
But sure enough, this is the real warrior!
When An Jing pressed himself down and fell to the ground, Xie Gusu had to regain his energy again and shake off the opponent who wanted to hit him directly.
Due to the demonic energy entering his body, he had already seen many illusions at this moment: the scene where the imperial envoys of the imperial court were fighting with the rebellious ghosts and gods, the scenes of the chaos and brutal fighting at the end of the era, they were real and true, and they were directed towards him. skull.
But now, An Jing's figure overlaps with the ghosts and gods from back then. The two of them have also lost their weapons, and they also have to fight at close range!
Taking advantage of the fact that An Jing lost half of his arm and was slightly unbalanced when he fell, Xie Gusu rolled onto his side when he fell to the ground. He got up one step faster than An Jing, and then used his hands to move Tai Ming Zong, which everyone knows how to do. The Fu Zhang Fist brought up two gusts of bone-chilling cold wind, attacking up and down like lightning, attacking the Zifu Dantian and attacking Anjing!
Can't attack without weapons? What a fallacy! Even the Taiming Sect, which is famous for its manipulation of ghosts and gods in the underworld, and the Guanming Sword, which is famous for its swordsmanship, still has extremely solid skills!
Faced with the Taifu Chang Fist that came at a rapid speed and covered the flaws all over his body, An Jing, who had lost half his arm, was not only not panicked, but also showed no fear, and even showed a trace of nostalgia.
To be honest, he is indeed better at grappling with fists and kicks than with various weapons.
At the critical moment of life and death, when he once again activated Zhi Tian, he seized the gap in Xie Gusu's lightning-like punch at a speed five times exceeding his own limit!
He kicked his heels to the ground, stood in a boxing stance, slightly bent his body to the side, bent his left arm at the elbow and exploded, relying on the iron mountain!
With this support, Taibai Hao Ling Shen Ban's whole body is like the most rigorous mortise and tenon structure. The layers of power are superimposed, and the power explodes at the same time. It is like beating a series of exciting drums, and in the last beat of the drum, the powerful force bursts out. , thunder burst out, like a mountain moving sideways, hitting Xie Gusu's right fist!
With this elbow, An Jing's left elbow bone was shattered on the spot, but Xie Gusu's fist also suffered fractures and tendons, and was blown away on the spot.
However, after all, there is a power gap, and An Jing's flaw is even greater. At the moment when his body was unstable, Xie Gusu's eyes focused, he turned his left hand, raised the palm knife, and the muscles around his body suddenly tightened to instill strength. , he wanted to use the force of his body deflection to slash An Jing's neck diagonally, and decapitate the young warrior on the spot!
But An Jing was waiting for this moment!
His right arm had been lost and his left elbow was shattered. Xie Gusu did not consider the possibility of Anjing's counterattack with this blow. However, this large group of warriors may have never been in a real desperate situation - he may have lost before. He has passed, struggled, and risen. He has a strong enough will and a determined fighting spirit, but there is only one thing he lacks.
That is the struggle to survive when you are near death!
Anjing’s eyes widened, his eyes widened with anger, and he breathed his last breath from his lungs. He could hear the heavy heartbeat beating deep in his chest - the soles of his front feet. As he stepped on the ground, his upper body fell forward rapidly as if he had lost all strength. But at the same time, he turned his waist and exerted force with his feet. His calves accumulated force like springs and then exploded. His whole body immediately turned from the straight flagpole he was standing on to a pole forward. The big spear thrust straight out, with dark golden thunder light, thrust out suddenly!
From the beginning to the end, An Jing was charging and moving forward, but this time, he was not charging or moving forward - he was just a cannonball, a falling lightning!
An Jing's right hand, which had lost its forearm, was packed with extremely violent power and slammed into the chest of Xie Gusu who was caught off guard!
Whoosh! Bang!
The hand knife slashed horizontally, cutting off the ends of An Jing's long hair, but An Jing's arm bones broke through Xie Gusu's flesh and blood with a violent force like thunder exploding, and penetrated his heart.
The Sword Qi of Injury and Injury explodes with all its strength!
The cycle of yin and yang destroys life and death. All Anjing has endured before, originating from Xie Gusu’s Yin evil sword energy, as well as Anjing’s own martial arts formation base, are all mixed together and transformed into The lightning sword intent that destroys Yin and Yang!
The power that had been accumulated for a long time was blasted out together with the stable martial art foundation. A heavy and dull sound of physical impact was heard. The shock wave visible to the naked eye turned into a ring and exploded, clearing away all the dust and rain around it. The air and even the demonic energy were all expelled by the aftermath of this blow, blowing away all the dust, earth and rocks in all directions!
"you……"
Xie Gusu raised his hand, grabbed An Jing's arm, and wanted to pull it out and push it away, but he didn't have the strength for the first time and the action failed.
There was blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his expression was extremely complicated, with reluctance, admiration, and a hint of pity.
The heart of Shenzang Zhenren is not a weakness at all, but the Destruction Sword Intent penetrated the formations in his body, turning the neat little three realms into a mess, and even began to conflict with each other and annihilate each other!
He seemed to want to say something, but An Jing ignored him - he shouted angrily, and the Sickness and Sickness Sword Qi was activated again. Unparalleled Sword Intent condensed on his arm bone, and a black and white divine power weapon was stretched out, turning into The killing sword exploded violently and completely penetrated Xie Gusu's body!
Not only that, An Jing's blood, which contained endless golden evil and blood evil energy, also seeped into Xie Gusu's body like a poison.
The terrifying heat surging like lava is released in the body, and the blood evil gas with the heavy and cold golden evil gas corrodes the tendons and dissolves flesh and blood. The evil gas that Anjing can bear is a poison that other warriors, even gods, cannot bear at all. Zang Zhenren, after his magical body was broken by the Destruction Sword Intent, was not much better than other warriors at this moment.
boom!
The violent power suddenly erupted, shaking An Jing away, but Shasheng still remained in Xie Gusu's body. He stood on the spot, his body trembled slightly, and he took half a step back. Behind him, he condensed into a bright moon and a sword wheel, turning into an image of the moon rising across the sea.
The killing creature shattered into pieces and dissipated into arcs of electricity. There was no blood in the wound, but the chaotic scene roiling inside was vaguely visible.
Xie Gusu slowly raised his head and looked into the distance, where Anjing slowly climbed up from the pit.
"The sect sent the wrong person..."
He murmured: "I thought you were the leader of Jiuli's army, so you sent me who can suppress the army, use the moon to create the sea, and suppress it... Who knew you were actually destined by fate? Or you are so strong through body refining, The fate of life is so tenacious..." "Hey, destiny, destiny... I am actually lucky enough to fight against destiny... I should have sent the body-refining group, they are the ones who can really restrain you like this..."
Xie Gusu's voice gradually became softer and fainter.
Many thoughts floated through his mind, many memories flashed through his mind.
The swordsman does not feel regret, nor does he think this attack is despicable. If he succeeds, he can solve the biggest trouble for the sect. If he fails, it is nothing more than defeat. A warrior should have the courage to admit his failure and face death. .
It's just a pity that his posthumous name... Xie Gusu thought this way. If everyone knew that they were defeated by destiny, maybe they wouldn't think too low of themselves, right?
Haha, it’s funny to say that He Wuchang was also unlucky. He somehow knew that this guy was the emperor’s divine destiny, so he came after a lot of preparation. But that guy didn’t even know what An Jing was, so he was even more unlucky than himself. .
So what about next time? Will anyone guess that Anjing is destiny next time? Probably not... Damn it, this kid can probably still deceive people for a while.
To be honest, Xie Gusu really wanted to see what the expressions of the old men in the palace would be like if the sect knew that they had provoked a destiny.
No, no, no... this is not interesting enough, this...
Not surprising enough.
"Hey, kid."
Raising his head, Xie Gusu smiled and said to An Jing: "I'm going to die. I should have had the opportunity to spread the news that you are destiny - but I suddenly didn't want to."
"How do you want to thank me?"
"Thank you? Thank you for beating me like this? Thank you for not bullying me like a big one!"
Picking up his severed hand and pressing it on his wrist, An Jing really didn't have the strength to complain: "To be honest, if you raise your sword energy again now, there is really nothing I can do."
"What's more, you can run anytime you want, and it's not too late."
"It's late."
At this moment, the bell rang outside the fragments of the Netherworld. Along with the roar of the mighty golden sun, the power of the Mining Bell swept across thousands and shook the Netherworld.
Xie Gusu turned his head and looked in the direction of the Kanming Bell. Thunderbolts overflowed from his body and burst out. Even his body was constantly breaking and cracking, flashing black arcs of lightning, and the true thunder of destruction entered his body. The turbid evil energy and demonic energy impacted the divine sea. He no longer had the strength to adjust the balance of the formation within his body, and he was dying bit by bit.
And Anjing listened to the sound of the bell, wondering whether it was early or late. But now, he really had no ability to resist. With the protection of the Kanming Bell, he was not afraid of the killing of the Great Chen Messenger and the Youxun Messenger. He's back - and it's impossible for the Taiming Sect swordsman in front of him to escape.
"That's it."
Listening to the bell, the Moon Sea Sword Wheel behind Xie Gusu shattered and dissipated.
He closed his eyes and said, not knowing whether to sigh or laugh: "Before I reach the point where the moon sets over the sea, I don't believe that there is death in the world... It's a pity, it's a pity that I am a god. I really hope that I can be upright, on the same level as you, and have a hearty battle with the previous one." It doesn’t matter if you lose..."
He closed his eyes, and his whole body collapsed into fragments of moonlight that filled the sky.
For the first time, Xie Gusu faced a real defeat.
Death is ushered in.
(End of chapter)