Swhoo~
Michael didn't think about it, and immediately jumped into the air and whistled away with the strong wind. His movements were done in one go, and it was extremely smooth. It can be seen that this is not the first time he has done this.
If it weren't for this extraordinary body technique, he would not have been able to become a Martial Saint alive, and he would have been beaten to death long ago.
It's a pity that he met Ye Qingzhou.
"Compare speed with me?"
Ye Qingzhou stepped forward with his left foot, and then his figure disappeared from the spot, leaving only a strong aftermath caused by being stepped out of the deep pit and tearing the air.
Seventy times the speed of sound!
Seventy and do whatever you want without breaking the rules. When the sword speed exceeds Mach 70, do things as you want, and no one can surpass his own rules.
Ye Qingzhou had reached this level at this time.
Now the Blue Star, under the God of Martial Arts, Ye Qingzhou has reached the top, surpassing the world, and is the world's number one martial saint.
After fierce battles, Ye Qingzhou, under the oppression of the five martial saints and Susana's shocking sword, his mind transformed again, and evolved from Taiyi to Taichu. The five innate images have entered the second stage.
It’s too easy to be without any image!
Taichu energy!
Taichu is invisible and has no substance, only innate qi, which is a more primitive cosmic state than chaos. It is the stage where qi begins without form. The great way has not yet been born. The world is the same as one, without inside and outside.
"The "Taiyi Wuxiang Sutra" was obtained by the joint understanding of the Sword Emperor and the White Emperor. It is the zero dimension closest to the spiritual world, the dimension of the mind, all things return to the void, and the world has no image."
"The Taichu Yuanqi Jing was created by Emperor Qing, which represents the original state of the world, the unity of Hunyuan, and it is also the first dimension, the dimension of time."
"The so-called time is essentially the material movement and change brought about by the flow of energy. Mastering the rules is equivalent to mastering the mystery of time."
Zheng~
Ye Qingzhou silently swung a sword. This sword was not fast, and it could even be said to be very slow, but at the moment of drawing the sword, the opponent had already hit the sword, as if he had the characteristics of "must-win".
Squeeze~
Michael, who was speeding on the sea, was suddenly cut out a deep bone-visible scar. The golden-red holy blood fell into the waves of the sea and was swallowed by countless fish and shrimps.
The blood of the Martial Saint contains powerful energy. The weak marine creatures immediately exploded and died after swallowing them. Only a few lucky people are gifted and their genes are strengthened, and they have evolved into brand new mutated creatures.
Some fish have horns and steel-solid scales, some soft creatures have expanded and become bloodthirsty and aggressive. There is even a turtle, which has become a giant with a body length of more than 300 meters after swallowing a large amount of holy blood. The turtle's back is like a moving island.
"Ah! Ye Qingzhou!"
Michael showed a look of shock and anger, and was obviously shocked by Ye Qingzhou's changes in his heart. Especially this kind of heart that involves the road of time is notoriously strange and difficult to prevent.
He didn't even know how he was hit!
Ye Qingzhou thought about it after slashing out this sword: "A normal sword move, no matter how fast it is, after the sword is drawn, the sword edge must undergo spatial changes in order to hit the enemy. But now, I can erase the process through the power of my mind and directly lock in the result of the hit. ’
No doubt, this is an extremely terrifying force. Even though this force is still limited by the coverage of the mind and cannot be far away, it is still incredibly powerful.
To some extent, it is enough to threaten the gods.
Of course, it's just a threat.
Just like a child holding a knife, he can also threaten a strong man, but a strong man can still easily kill a young child who dares to swing his sword at him.
Zheng~
Ye Qingzhou waved the sword blade again, and the sharp sword aura teared Michael's back in a blink of an eye, leaving a wound that could not heal.
Even the powerful Martial Saint, they cannot heal the wound through their own vitality, because this "change" is also included in the category of time, and is locked by Ye Qingzhou's divine thoughts, making healing invalid.
"Damn it!Damn it!"
Michael was extremely frightened and had to try his best to squeeze his potential and increase his speed to an unprecedented limit. Then he ran into an invisible barrier with a thud.
Even a powerful Martial Saint, he will suffer severe damage after hitting an indestructible city wall at seventy times the speed of sound.
Michael was covered in blood and dizzy at this time, and he plunged into the ups and downs below, smashing a large splash of water.
If the Martial Saint had not been strong enough, he would have been crushed to pieces and had no corpse at this time.
Ye Qingzhou stopped his body in time and said with a tsk voice: "It's a good start to listen to the sound. If you don't die, you're still a tough life."
After falling into the water, Michael quickly woke up and controlled the regeneration of cells and quickly recovered from his injuries. As long as he was not injured by Ye Qingzhou's Taichu sword energy, no matter how severe the ordinary injury was, it was not enough to threaten the life of the Martial Saint. "Damn it! This area is blocked by the barrier! You can't escape at all!" Michael was in despair, but he still did not give up struggling: "Ora! As long as you find Ora and join forces with him, even if you can't win, you can at least save your life!"
The reason why he did not choose to join the War Knights and the Famine Knights was because Michael did not want to be involved in the Godly War, which was seeking death.
After making a decision, Michael immediately turned around and rushed back to the island, galloping towards the agreed location with Ora.
"Want to ask for help?"
Ye Qingzhou naturally saw Michael's idea, and immediately chased him slowly, slashing out a sword from time to time, aggravating Michael's injuries, making him unable to maintain a complete victory.
In this way, the two of them chased each other and fled, almost from east to west, crossing the entire Japan and killing Hirado City.
Hido City was not peaceful at this time, and half of the city was turned into ruins. The originally prosperous streets and shopping malls were like typhoons passing by, leaving only a ruined wall.
At the same time, two figures, one green and one red, collided violently in the center of the city, and the struggle continued.
Rumble~
The blood-red sword energy is fierce and brave, with an irreversible domineering will, like a high-ranking king holding the sword to your throat and asking: "Submit, or die?"
The shadow of the navy blue tree towers into the clouds, and under the shade, the earth is full of vitality, giving people a feeling of competition for everything.
In the ruins of a building cut in half by sword energy, Yingyue lifted the ceiling of her body, and the wounds on her skin healed quickly, becoming delicate and smooth again.
But the originally solid mental image has now faded a lot, and it is obviously consumed so much that it is gradually unsustainable.
In the smoke and dust, a knight in pure gold armor, holding a big sword and a strong shield, walked slowly.
Knight King Aola, the leader of the Paladin Order, and he has another identity, that is, the entourage of the war knights among the four Apocalypse Knights! "Beautiful lady, you have the dual talent of creation and space, and have endless potential. Are you willing to convert to our Lord and let the earth fight?"
"No, I already have a Lord."
Yingyue chose to refuse without hesitation.
"This... is such a pity..."
Ora raised the knight's sword in his hand high into the air, shouting: "The Sword of Damocles!"
Then a huge and domineering force gathered in the sky. Its light was bright, like a ball of blazing sky fire, turning into a sharp sword.
When the sword of Damocles was about to fall on Yingyue, killing her body and soul, and completely erasing her from this world.
"Ah~"
A figure accompanied by screams flashed like a meteor, smashing the summoned sword of Damocles, and smashing a deep pit on the ground.
In the pit, Michael with only his left hand and right leg was left. The former sacred eagle of the Western Ji Kingdom was about to be broken here today, and the expression on his face was as anxious as a loser. "Ola, save me!"
"Huh?"
Ola did not continue to attack Yingyue, but instead raised a strong shield, set up a big sword, and put on a cautious defensive posture.
"Are you the number one master of Europa, the Knight King of the Paladin?"
Ye Qingzhou fell from the sky and landed in front of Yingyue.
When he spoke, he did not forget to raise his hand and wave two swords, turning Michael who wanted to struggle to get up into a human stick, completely losing the ability to resist.
"Wuji Sword Saint, Ye Qingzhou..."
Ora looked at Ye Qingzhou with a serious expression. After many battles, he could already feel how terrible the enemy in front of him was, because he felt nothing on Ye Qingzhou.
Even if he used the power given by God, he could only see a blurry chaos in Ye Qingzhou.
"Mr.!!"
Yingyue cried with joy.
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Ye Qingzhou saw that Yingyue was expendable and must have suffered a lot when fighting against Ola, so he comforted softly: "It's okay, leave the rest to me."
"You have to be careful, this canned iron is a little skill."
After Yingyue reminded her, she grabbed Michael on the ground and retreated to the outside of the battlefield.
Ola ignored Michael's distress signal. His eyes never moved away for even half a second after Ye Qingzhou appeared, just because in his eyes, Ye Qingzhou has become a major concern in the entire Western world.
Just when Aura wanted to do everything and kill Ye Qingzhou here, the battle situation turned sharply - the victory and defeat of the God War had already been decided!
The addition of Huangdi made the plan of the Famine Knights and the War Knights empty-handed, and even they themselves took it in.
The famine knight was hunted by the Yellow Emperor, while the war knight was "shared" by the snake mother Yin Ji, the queen of the heavens, and the worldly python Yemenga.
And the three Kiyoko Izumo was suppressed by Chi You with his domineering fist and became a spoil.
Ora obviously received the last oracle of the Knights of War, and asked him to leave Izumo and retreat to the Holy See, and retain the spark of war.
"Ye Qingzhou, how about this battle ends here?"
Ora received the oracle and just wanted to get out as soon as possible.
But Ye Qingzhou didn't plan to let him go, so he directly refused: "I still want to run away if you offend me?"
Zheng~
The Sword of Taichu shook again.
Crack~
Ora looked at the sword marks cut on his chest in surprise. If he hadn't been wearing holy armor, he would have been injured at this moment: "What kind of sword move are you?"
"Guess?"
Ye Qingzhou then smiled and said nothing, just waving his sword.
The sword of Taichu erases the characteristics of time, making people unable to defend against it. Ola's holy armor was quickly cut and scarred, as if it would be broken in the next moment.
"Taichu has Tao, Tao is with God!"
Ora had to call for the blessing of divine power. The war knight has fallen. Although it is not really dead, the power of the divine arts he gave has dropped sharply and cannot provide him with powerful enough protection and blessing.
I saw that a golden shield similar to an egg shell appeared on Ola's body, and it was shattered by Ye Qingzhou's swords. Ola was so scared that he quickly raised the shield in his hand. "Stiffy as a barrier!"
The shield showed a large amount of thought-energy light, which transferred all the injuries on Aola's body to the shield, which allowed him to escape for the time being.
Seeing that Ye Qingzhou was still trying to wave his sword, Aola quickly urged his mind to send a message: "Wait! We can talk!"
Ye Qingzhou was too lazy to reply. He just wanted to kill the opponent in front of him.
"I'm sorry for the woman who injured you, but I can compensate you! You offer a price!"
Ye Qingzhou was still too lazy to respond. When he killed the Knight King and then entered the Holy See, wouldn't the treasures on Paradise Mountain be their own?
How can others give it to you than to get it yourself? "Ye Qingzhou, don't bully people too much!"
Seeing Ye Qingzhou's moves are more fierce and he is also very angry. He no longer defends, but instead acts like he wants to die with Ye Qingzhou.
"You are talking too much nonsense."
Ye Qingzhou's attack continued for a moment, and soon shattered Ora's shield, shield and armor, and began to attack his body.
Aola, who felt the threat of life, was also very decisive: "Then let's die together!"
He held the golden sword in both hands, raised it high above the top, and began to call on the arrival of the divine power of war: "War oath, the sword of victory!"
Although the war knights have fallen, the road of war still exists. For two thousand years, the existence of the Holy See and the Paladin has continuously strengthened the power of the road of war.
At this moment, the Knight King Aola swung a certain victory blow, because it was a sacred oath.
Amid the melodious sound of the horn, the golden sword falling from the sky is gorgeous and domineering, and the power of war is unparalleled, and its power is equivalent to the full-strength attack of the war knight.
This is an attack from an emperor-level martial god. Its power is so powerful that it is like a storm of mountains and seas falling to the ground.
Even Ye Qingzhou's Wuji mental image cannot completely eliminate this terrifying blow that ruins the world.
Rumbling~
In a blink of an eye, his figure melted like spring snow in the dazzling golden sword light.
The Knight King Aola, who swung this sword, also collapsed directly under the impact of divine power. Before he died, he still laughed wildly: "Hahaha, let's die with me!"
"Mr.!"
Yingyue was heartbroken, and Ye Qingzhou's whisper echoed in his ears: "Don't worry, I'm not dead."
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
Yingyue was heartbroken, and Ye Qingzhou's whisper echoed in her ears: "Don't worry, I'm not dead."
"Huh?"
Then, she saw that there was a drop of blood in her palm. In the blink of an eye, the blood drip grew golden silk threads similar to roots, intertwined into a palm-sized insect cocoon.
"I need to digest the magic power of war in my body and reshape my body. You will protect my Dharma during this period."
Ye Qingzhou's voice came from the cocoon, and Yingyue hugged it happily: "It's incredible that the husband has actually cultivated the magical power of rebirth after dropping blood." (End of this chapter)