Chapter 82 is completely destroyed! (8200)
Before Xu Xing's arrival, Jiumozhi and Yanzhao had even forgotten that it was now a battlefield, and instead they had a heated discussion at the bottom of the pond.
Their curiosity about species like "Xu Xing" has even overtaken their fighting spirit and passion for victory. Now they just want to know what kind of existence this is.
However, when this unprecedented inhuman beast showed its fangs again, both Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi felt a chilling and life-threatening sense of danger.
Obviously, even if the opponent did not show real fire, at least he showed interest.
For the two of them, this kind of "interest" meant that the second round of the battle was about to turn from a joint discussion to a one-sided beating.
Their main purpose has also changed from "learning" and "asking for advice" to two words:
——Alive.
With a bang, Xu Xing's nine-foot majestic body slammed into the blue wave pool with an unrivaled and unstoppable momentum, carving out a straight path in the heavy water body.
The sun shines into the dark bottom of the water. The sun is scorching above Xu Xing's head, and his whole body is bathed in the brilliant sunshine. A circle of golden ripples ripples in the blue divine light.
It was like a heavenly general who descended from the sky, fell from the clouds into the mortal world, and came specifically to slay demons.
This pool covers an area of thirty feet in diameter and is five or six feet deep. The water bottom extends in all directions and is connected to many underground waterways.
After Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi were thrown down by Xu Xing, they also felt the vastness of it, so they healed their wounds with peace of mind and waited for the second round to start.
However, as soon as Xu Xing rushed in, the vast, boundless, majestic and vast atmosphere of terror mixed with violence filled every part of the pond.
The water in the pool was clearly extremely cold, and the faint blue luster on Xu Xing's body gave people an even colder feeling.
But Jiumozhi and Yanzhao still felt that the temperature in the water rose rapidly at this moment, and even gurgling white bubbles appeared.
This is because the blood rolling in Xu Xing's male body is too hot and intense.
After revealing his "true form", he exerted all his strength. Even if all the sweat was locked in the skin membrane, the naturally dissipated heat was still enough to turn the deep pool into a hot spring, or even make it boil completely!
Now, the distance between Xu Xing and the two of them was less than six feet, and they could clearly see the uncontrollable excitement blooming on the face of this god-like giant.
Xu Xing's chest heaved and he clenched his fists tightly, and the water began to vibrate violently. Then, two giant fists with distinct joints and gnarled muscles rushed out!
In front of the blue fist, the entire pool is divided into two. If you look from top to bottom, you can clearly see that an empty, rapidly expanding cone-shaped area is appearing in front of Xu Xing, with the water flowing toward both sides. Arched high, like two high waves.
A blue giant is stepping on the wet ground at the bottom of the pool, stepping forward. Every muscle bundle on the male body is vibrating violently. Although the speed is extremely fast, there is still an extremely slow "struggle" feeling.
It seems that his fist is not just a fist, but two majestic and majestic mountains stretching thousands of miles. This is because his strength is too strong, which gives people such an impression.
That's not slowness, that's heaviness!
Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi could see that Xu Xing was building momentum at this moment. They did not need any communication and had already taken action first, wanting to interrupt this process of building momentum.
However, he was hit in the chest by two heavy punches, and his body immediately flew off the ground and rushed towards the waterfall.
Xu Xing squatted slightly with his knees, and his huge body rose into the sky. He grabbed a person's body with one hand and rushed upstream along the flow of the waterfall!
Everyone who pays attention to this battle can see a strange scene.
In the turbulent water of the hanging waterfall, a condensed blue divine light leaped up, like a winding thunder and lightning originating from the earth, and like a sharp sword light that cut off the waterfall from its sheath.
A faint blue figure stepped on the mountain wall and went straight upstream. Although it was stepping on the water, its figure looked like the condensed water, but it revealed an incomparable sense of power.
Water is the softest thing in the world, but when gathered into this human form, it shows an unparalleled strength and tyranny.
It is like an indescribable existence that subverts the common sense of the world and makes the most soft become the most strong.
Thus, man also became a god.
This statue of the god was flying in the air of Wan Lian, punching out continuously. In front of his fist, Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi stepped on the mountain wall and tried their best to resist, but they were still in the torrent and were beaten backwards. ,
It's like a small boat with two leaves floating up and down in a violent storm. It is swaying, sinking and floating, and may completely capsize at any time in a tsunami, hurricane, or thunderstorm.
Wherever the three people passed, there was a sea of water splashing like beads and jade. The droplets splashed like heavy rain. The mist was chaotic and rolling. The sun shone everywhere, showing a brilliant and beautiful rainbow, which was distorted in the water mist. Jump like a dragon!
During the fierce battle, the rapid waterfall that was originally plummeting in the air, turning rocks on cliffs, and arousing thousands of thunders, became slower and slower. When the three of them reached the middle of the waterfall, the falling force was completely stopped.
The waterfall is difficult to fall, but instead forms a deep and clear pool behind Yanzhao and Jiumozhi.
Xu Xing seems to be pushing the pond along. The pond is turbulent and water droplets are gushing out. Reflected by the scorching sun, the seven colors are colorful and bright, creating a beautiful scene.
This hanging waterfall hidden in Wuliang Mountain is like a spectacular bead curtain spanning the sky and earth.
But now, Xu Xing used his two arms to hold up this magical bead curtain, and then rolled it back inch by inch!
In an instant, the three of them had crossed the waterfall that was tens of feet high, and were only the last three feet away from the top of the mountain wall at the end.
Both Yanzhao and Jiumozhi knew that it was now the last moment.
Their vitality is now greatly reduced, they are coughing violently and vomiting blood, but the anger and hatred in their hearts are burning the most intensely.
As two people, have they ever been beaten in such a completely unreasonable way?
This is not a reciprocal battle at all, because the other party just treats these two powerful and famous people as sandbags to vent their excess energy and physical strength!
Therefore, Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi have even lost their will to survive. The only thing they can think about is to make this extremely arrogant and arrogant maniac pay the price!
Change appears in this last three feet distance!
Jiumozhi rolled up his torn red robe, turned over and rushed towards Xu Xing. He shouted loudly, "The Great Sun Tathagata blessed the divine transformation" again.
Just as Zhan Bieye's "Black Light Technique" can use the power of the night to strengthen his body, Jiumozhi can also use the sunlight between heaven and earth to enhance the killing power of his moves.
The energy and blood all over his body suddenly surged, and his body shape also increased by three inches. The tenth-level Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill had reached its peak.
The scars that had just appeared due to the forcible use of "Great Sun Tathagata's Blessing Divine Transformation" also disintegrated, and spurts of blood arrows were sprayed out. Jiumozhi didn't care, and raised his fist to hit Xu Xing's chest.
Amidst the long roar, the fist that was on the verge of breaking was wrapped with a circle of golden light ripples and a cloud of red blood mist, like a burning vajra pestle, trying to completely subjugate Xu Xing, a great monster that should not exist in the world!
This move of his was to combine the ultimate strength of the dragon and elephant into one punch, as well as the true meaning of "Great Sun Tathagata" that represents the only one in the three realms, and struck it out in a way that did not care about his body.
Jiumozhi’s will is extremely strong:
Even if he was about to die in the next moment, he would still punch out!
At the same time, Yan Zhao suddenly stepped on the mountain wall with the soles of his feet, like two nails piercing deep into the rock.
After Xu Xing's violent ravages, the mountain wall was already covered with cracks. After being stepped on again, it shook violently, as if it was about to completely collapse!
Using this power to stabilize his body, Yan Zhao fought hard against Xu Xing's palm and vomited out blood, trying to perform his final "Magic Hand Splitting the Coffin"!
The spilled blood was like adding fuel to the fire, causing the aura on Yan Zhao's body to suddenly become more powerful, and he struck at Xu Xing with a more powerful, fierce, and domineering momentum.
Different from Jiumozhi's supreme tantric method, Yanzhao's martial arts were basically self-created. This was also the way the master of the "Four Great Evils" challenged Zhuge Zhengwo and Zizai Sect.
He did not teach these four disciples the extremely profound and complete system of unique skills. Instead, he taught them in accordance with their aptitude and guided them step by step to the path that they were best at and most suitable for.
It can even be said that the "Magic Hand Splitting the Coffin" is the result of Yan and Zhao's martial arts.
This is a palm technique that can increase its power infinitely. As long as Yanzhao's martial arts realm and martial arts foundation deepen, the power of "Magic Hand Splitting the Coffin" will also increase.
Jiumozhi's boxing skills and Yanzhao's palm skills are completely opposite and opposing extremes in martial arts.
Jiumozhi's "Magic Transformation Blessed by the Great Sun Tathagata" is so powerful that once it is displayed, it is so powerful that even he himself cannot control it, and there is no possibility of any transformation.
And Yan Zhao's palm skills are a kind of ultimate perfection. This is the martial arts he extracted from his past life experiences after decades of hard training, practice, and fighting. When he performs it himself, it is natural. Harmonious and unobstructed, ever-changing.
Now, in this harmony, there is more edge, which is not as sharp as a sword, but as thick as an axe.
Yanzhao completely regarded himself as a piece of pig iron, and under the forging of Xu Xing, he gradually transformed into a mountain-breaking ax!
Obviously, under the heavy pressure given by Xu Xing, these two talented people are both the top martial arts geniuses in the world, and they have also made extraordinary progress and breakthroughs.
Faced with these two moves, Xu Xing smiled even more heartily.
He raised both palms, and his heart beat violently, like thunder exploding. As the total power source, the "One Thunder World Sound" magical skill was also activated to the extreme.
It can be clearly seen that Xu Xing's forehead, cheeks, and neck are all lined with big muscles, and his complexion is blue. His handsome face, which was originally like a banished immortal, is now as ferocious as a yaksha evil ghost.
The muscles, bones, skin, and flesh all over his body, and even the forty-eight thousand pores, erupted with a loud sound like the roar of a giant whale sucking water.
The loud noise carried a touching and magnificent feeling, like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, and could be heard within a ten-mile radius!
The four arms collide with each other!
Then there was a loud explosion, and the sun was so strong that it surged violently. The waterfall that was originally rolling upwards exploded into thousands of layers of snow and thousands of sprays, covering the three of them directly.
The half of the rock wall under their feet had countless cracks, and finally completely shattered, split into pieces, turned into rolling rocks, and rushed into the deep pool along the waterfall.
With one blow, just one blow, the power Jiumozhi and Yan Zhao had finally gathered was completely exploded.
Although the two of them were not directly blasted into a shower of blood, they were still accompanied by a soaring water column, flying high involuntarily, directly over the top of the mountain wall, and continued to rise.
At this time, the clouds opened and the fog dispersed, and the scorching sun jumped out of the sea of clouds, showing its full appearance, shining on the earth, shining all over the waterfalls and deep pools, and breaking the mountain walls.
Among them, the most dazzling one with the strongest sense of presence is naturally Xu Xing, who is at the peak of his independence.
The fierce light of the golden sun shines from the sky, as if coating this giant with a golden halo, making him seem to have taken away all the light in the world and become the only light source in the center of the world.
No matter up or down the mountain, everyone's eyes can't help but look towards this giant standing on the top of the mountain. Those with insufficient cultivation have even more pious colors on their faces, and they almost want to worship!
The only exceptions are Jiumozhi and Yanzhao.
After they were ten feet into the air, the two regained their consciousness from the dazed state where their eyesight went dark. They were finally able to raise their inner strength again, each performed the light body technique, and fell back to the top of the mountain.
After falling back to the top of the mountain, Yan Zhao took a few steps back, looked up to the sky and spat out a large mouthful of blood. His face was extremely gray and gloomy. It was obvious that his vitality and essential essence had been severely damaged.
Jiumozhi's body was covered with golden cracks, like a golden lacquered Buddha statue that had been torn into pieces and then forcibly put back together. It seemed that he might die on the spot at any time and reach Nirvana.
At this time, Xu Xing's figure had returned to normal, and the terrifying and intimidating aura was gone from his whole body, and he became humble and polite again.
However, in the eyes of Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi, who had seen his "original form", this perfect appearance seemed awkward.
It's like seeing a demon put on a painted skin with your own eyes, and there's an indescribable feeling of horror.
Xu Xing didn't bother to care what they thought. He rolled up his right hand, his eyebrows widened, and rolled up a stream of light blue spiritual light, which was injected into the bodies of the two of them from a distance.
Yan Zhao's whole body was shaken, and he felt a warm and fresh breath pouring in from the heavenly spirit, flowing all over his body in an instant, repairing many small hidden wounds that he had not noticed on weekdays.
Jiumozhi felt that this spiritual light was like the quiet Buddha light of the Tathagata Precious Moonlight King, illuminating his whole body with transparency and clarity.
Even the remaining scorching energy left by the powerful luck "Great Sun Tathagata Blessing the Divine Transformation" was completely eliminated.
No, it's not just clearing.
Even the profound Buddhist intention, which was formed by contemplating the appearance of the Great Sun Tathagata, was shattered by Xu Xing's strong will.
In this world, the true meaning of these so-called gods and Buddhas is condensed by the beliefs of all sentient beings. Naturally, they cannot be better than Xu Xing, the true Buddha who walks in the world and can really save all sentient beings.
Seeing how quickly the two of them recovered, even Xu Xing couldn't help but sigh.
Sure enough, a weak body also has its benefits. If he was injured himself, relying on such a small amount of spiritual power would not even be enough to plug the gap between his teeth.
But for warriors like Jiumozhi and Yanzhao who have deep inner strength cultivation, have been in a spiritual environment for a long time, and are almost completely saturated by the spiritual power of heaven and earth as well as the internal strength generated, this alone is enough.
The spiritual power extracted from the pool water can be used on them as a high-quality "adhesive" to mend wounds and nourish flesh and blood.
Of course, this is also due to Xu Xing's extraordinary spiritual cultivation.
Apart from him, there are very few people in this world who can extract and condense such pure water-light spiritual power.
Moreover, Xu Xing's understanding of the human body is unparalleled in the world.
Even if it were a strong person who could extract such spiritual power, if he wanted to achieve his level of treatment, he would have to consume at least ten times or a hundred times the energy.
Xu Xing looked at Jiumozhi first.
Before he opened his mouth, the Tantric co-leader had clasped his hands, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and said sincerely:
"Master Xu has profound Buddhist teachings and has the ability to make stubborn rocks nod. His martial arts skills are even more outstanding. The young monk is willing to stay with the master for a long time, listen to the teachings, and have mercy on him."
In the battle just now, Jiumozhi had already determined that Xu Xing was a real living Buddha who had not only realized the way to become a Buddha, but also practiced the untainted true nature.
Moreover, after Jiumozhi understood his true nature, he recalled Xu Xing's previous words, and even felt that this leader Xu was one of his own. Recalling the bet he had just made with Xu Xing, Jiumozhi suddenly had a hunch in his heart that perhaps this was not a humiliation, but an opportunity to break through the Zen barrier.
Xu Xing glanced at him in surprise, nodded again, and said with a satisfied smile:
"It seems that after this battle, the great monk also has some insights, which is a good thing. If a person like you is obsessed with Buddhism, it would be too wasteful. Studying martial arts with me is the right path."
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——Obsessed with Buddhism?
Hearing these seemingly "rebellious and unethical" words, Jiumozhi was instinctively startled. He raised his head and looked at Xu Xing, but stopped talking.
Xu Xing suggested:
"Those who know that my teaching is like a raft should not adopt the Dharma or the illegal method. Blindly insisting on the so-called righteous Dharma is another kind of obsession.
What's more, Buddhism is just a boat to get through the sea of suffering. As long as we can reach the other side, what does it matter if we use Buddhism, immortality, or even martial arts? ”
Hearing these words, Jiumozhi's eyes flashed with a strange light, as if he had some realization, his eyes showed deep contemplation.
Seeing that he was trapped again, Xu Xing just shook his head and was too lazy to say anything more. Instead, he looked at Yan Zhao and waved his hand.
"You have fulfilled your promise of one move. Let's end everything today."
Yan Zhao looked Xu Xing up and down with an extremely complicated expression, and then sighed with emotion for a long time:
"It is really Zhuge Xiaohua's blessing to have someone like you in the Shenhou Mansion."
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Xu Xing couldn't help but smile when he thought of the old man who was always friendly and kind.
He shook his head and solemnly denied:
"It's my good fortune to know the Lord God. Don't you know that those who have gained the Tao will have many help, but those who have lost the Tao will have few?"
Xu Xing looked at Yan Zhao's still bent right hand again, thought for a moment, and then said:
"I can't heal your hand in a short while."
In the previous battle, Yan Zhao at least used his right hand to resist Xu Xing's frontal bombardment more than a dozen times.
Even though Xu Xing was merciful and his internal strength was quite deep, this right arm was still almost completely rotten.
Not only were the muscles and bones broken and the flesh and blood turned to pieces, but even the bone marrow was shaken and showed signs of necrosis.
For such an injury, no matter how effective the panacea is, it will be difficult to have any effect.
Because warriors in this world have internal power, once these medicines containing the spiritual power of heaven and earth enter the body, they will be spontaneously converted into internal power. If you want to repair injuries, you must use the medium of "internal power".
The internal force itself mixed with the spiritual power of heaven and earth is a tool with not very high precision. It is basically impossible to use this tool to explore the subtleties of the body.
Therefore, even if one is as powerful as Yan Zhao, facing such an injury that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, one can only be prepared to cut off one's wrist.
Despite the severe pain, Yan Zhao hardly changed his expression.
Although he had thick eyebrows and frowned, he still smiled, waved his still intact left arm, and said frankly:
"It's just an arm. I accept it as the price for fighting against a... well, strong man like Master Xu."
Yan Zhao accidentally said what was in his heart, his eyes suddenly became a little wandering, and he did not dare to look at Xu Xing's face.
Fortunately, Xu Xing didn't care much about his title. He just nodded and said with a smile:
"However, missing one right hand may hinder my martial arts in the future."
Yan Zhao wiped his hair with his left hand, revealing his shining eyes, and there was a hint of determination between his brows.
Like a hunter locking his prey.
He looked at Xu Xing, his eyes were sharp and bright, and he laughed loudly:
"Today's defeat, Yan and Zhao will bear it in mind. Even if only one left arm is left, I will definitely look for you to verify it again in the future!"
Seeing Yan Zhao's tenacity, Xu Xing raised his head, laughed, and said loudly:
"As expected of Brother Qiao's friend, you really have good spirit. However, your arm is not incurable.
Don’t you hear that only after a great defeat can one be established? ”
As he spoke, Xu Xing's brows lit up brightly. Yan Zhao looked at each other, his eyes trembled, and there was already a boxing secret book in his mind that was not too many in number, but contained every word.
This is a Buddhist chanting and marrow cleansing method. The nasal sound connects to the Buddha and Mani opens the way. Along with the sound of chanting and exhaling, it shakes the muscles and bones of the whole body, and then gradually penetrates into the bone marrow and activates the medulla.
There are many taboos recorded in it.
For example, when reciting sutras, using the breath to vibrate the organs and strengthen the bone marrow, there are clear requirements for where to pause and where to breathe. In addition, there are many secret medicines and secret recipes needed for practice. .
As a great expert in martial arts, although Yan Zhao had never been exposed to such advanced body training martial arts before, he fully understood the preciousness of this inheritance.
He could even feel that countless people must have sacrificed and studied one after another to gain such a clear understanding of the human body.
It can be said that this secret book alone has condensed the efforts of several generations, or even more than ten generations of people in a sect, and this secret book alone is enough to support a sect from scratch.
But why have I never heard of such a sect and such achievements before? !
Yan Zhao raised his head again, his eyes filled with intense confusion and surprise. After his chest rose and fell a few times, he asked in disbelief:
"Master Xu, you...?"
Xu Xing raised his hand, waved it gently, and said casually:
"It's just a small skill. It doesn't matter if you want to spread it. It's just that it's difficult for warriors who practice internal strength to completely complete the practice of 'marrow cleansing'.
However, the 'marrow refining' method alone is enough for you to activate the activity of the root marrow, replace it with new blood, and rebuild your bones. ”
Looking at Yan Zhao Wuzi's shocked face, Xu Xing smiled slightly, looked at him with approval, and encouraged:
"After you go back, keep practicing. Your 'Magic Hand Coffin Cleaver' is already the best in the world.
However, if the muscles and bones are stronger and combined with the powerful internal force, they should be able to exert greater power. Only such a "magic hand splitting the coffin" can be considered interesting. ”
After saying that, this handsome young man at the peak of his independence laughed again.
That smile was like a ball of fire, crashing into Yan Zhao's chest.
"I'll wait for you to refine it before I challenge you again!"
Xu Xing declared loudly, and every word he spat out was like the beating of a war drum, a dull explosion, the sound was like thunder, going straight to the heart, and every word was sonorous, resisting the blood marrow.
Yan Zhao's chest vibrated violently as if he had been hit hard.
Although he has experienced a lot of worldly affairs in his life, he has never seen a person like Xu Xing who taught such advanced skills to his enemies just because it was "interesting".
——Aren’t you afraid of self-defeating enemies?
However, looking at Xu Xing's confident face and feeling his heroic spirit of not being afraid of challenges and dangers, Yan Zhao suddenly felt enlightened.
He really doesn't care about these little details.
Yan Zhao took a deep look at Xu Xing. The expression in his eyes was very complicated, including awe, admiration, fear, and even a little envy in the end.
He was silent for a moment and then smiled:
"Okay!"
The laughter stopped, Yan Zhao's face became solemn again, and he said in a deep voice:
"Yu Chuntong should have died in your hands. You ruined Ling Luoshi's matter. He has always been a man who is determined to retaliate, and he will definitely not let it go. You have to be careful."
Mentioning the words "Ling Luo Shi", even a heroic figure like Yan Zhao looked a little solemn.
"Oh?"
Xu Xing also became interested in this terrifying general and asked with a smile:
"From your perspective, how do I compare to him?"
Yan Zhao pondered for a moment and said:
"If Ling Luoshi is the only one I know, and the two of you meet on a narrow road and fight bravely, you have at least a 70% chance of winning, but..."
Speaking of this, Yan Zhao's voice suddenly became deeper:
"Ling Luoshi is a man with a deep city and a dark mind. What I saw of him is definitely not the whole picture.
I even suspect that he has secretly completed the four-door screen practice. If so, he will be your biggest enemy.
What's more, the Dalian League and Chaotian Sect under him are all experts, and they are also assisted by the Sixteen Killers. If they use all their people to plot against you, I'm afraid you will have no peace in the future. ”
"There will be no peace?"
Xu Xing raised his eyebrows and was unconvinced about this judgment. However, what Yan Zhao said about the "four-door screen method" interested him quite a bit.
Xu Xing has never been a person who likes to sit tight and wait for his opponents to mobilize their strength to kill him. What he loves to do most is to strike first and achieve victory in one battle.
Therefore, Xu Xing made a decision in an instant:
When things are over here, if the situation in the capital is not too chaotic, let's go and see what this terrifying general is like.
However, this "boy series boss" has already appeared, taken action, and was even described in detail in the original work.
In comparison, Xu Xing is still more interested in the master of Yanzhao, who is always mysterious and unpredictable, and the "right and wrong make or break the world" who is always mysterious and unpredictable.
He looked at Yan Zhao and said bluntly:
"As for the general, if I can spare some time, I'll take care of him first, so there's no need to worry.
In comparison, I still want to meet the expert who single-handedly trained your "four murderers". ”
Seeing Xu Xing mention his master, Yan Zhao was also caught off guard, but after thinking about it carefully, he smiled bitterly and said:
"Don't say it's you, even I want to see him again.
However, the four of us have always suspected that the master is at least 80% likely to have another prominent identity that is famous all over the world. ”
Xu Xing frowned and immediately caught the joint:
"Given your status, you are willing to be driven by the general. Is it also related to his true identity?"
Yan Zhao nodded silently and sighed:
"I can't go into the details, so please forgive me. However, according to our guess, if you still want to help the Shenhou Mansion, sooner or later, you will confront him."
After saying that, Yan Zhao didn't say much, tore his tattered robes into pieces, jumped off the mountain wall, smashed into the pool, and walked away with his thirty-one confidante.
Their battle was over, and Duan Yu, who was covered in wounds, finally killed the Seven Ultimate Divine Swords one by one.
After all the other six junior brothers were killed, Luo Mianmeng, who had the highest and deepest cultivation level, finally opened his bright, transparent, and clear eyes, used his feet as swords, swung across the air, and kicked Duan Yu.
Duan Yu also condensed the sword's steel into his arm and passed by Luo Sudong.
The two people were staggered, back to back and about ten feet apart.
Luo was sleeping with his windpipe severed and his neck cavity overflowing with blood. He looked up to the sky and wanted to say something, but he was unable to make a sound. He leaned back and fell to the ground, making no more noise.
Duan Yu's body shook, and blood arrows were shot all over his body. He was always watching the battle, and his iron hand, ready to help at any time, rushed forward and caught his body.
At this time, Xu Xing also led Jiumozhi and floated down from the mountain wall lightly. As the two of them landed, it also symbolized that the inheritance battle that took place deep in Wuliang Mountain finally came to an end.
After the First World War, the originally beautiful hanging waterfall valley was in a mess. The mountain walls were broken and shaking, the ground was full of pits, and the dark green pool water was extremely turbid due to the influx of earth and rocks.
Su Xinghe looked at the place where he had lived for thirty years, suddenly transformed into this, and couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.
Xu Xing picked up Ding Chunqiu's head, gave instructions to everyone, and then entered the Hanging Waterfall Cave again. Due to the fierce battle, this passage also showed cracks.
Fortunately, although Wu Yazi had no internal power, he could still use the spiritual power contained in the Beiming Map, so he could still sit in the cave as usual.
He was also able to feel everything that happened outside the cave through the divine will and thoughts that diffused the heaven and earth.
After noticing Xu Xing's inhuman fighting style, the old leader of the Xiaoyao Sect looked strange for a while, and hesitated to speak many times. In the end, he felt relieved.
Seeing Xu Xing walking in carrying Ding Chunqiu's head, Wu Yazi looked at the face that he had thought about for a long time day and night, and a lot of complicated expressions flashed across his face.
Recalling every bit of the past, Wu Yazi found that he didn't have much joy, and he felt even more sad.
In the end, this old leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, who regarded life as a big dream, still sighed deeply and returned to calmness with a peaceful expression:
"Junior brother, thank you for your hard work."
(End of chapter)