Chapter 474 Twilight of the Gods, I am the only one who dominates
“Do you think you went to Kyoto City twice to assassinate Li Yunqian, and who was the great master who scared you away in the palace? Hong Sixiang? How is that possible!”
“!!!!!!”
“He is actually the Grand Master...He...Li Yunqian...is actually the Grand Master.”
Si Gu Jian smiled a little Hysteria, emotions affected the injury, and another mouthful of blood spurted onto the pile of dead leaves, making a crackling sound.
Chu Pingsheng said: "In terms of dealing with me, do you think you and he are allies? He is just seeking the skin of a tiger. What he wants is for you and Bai Feng to fight and lose both sides. He will be behind and catch you all, and he will rule here from now on. Achieving unparalleled achievements in the world."
Ye Liuyun still had that sad face, because he had long expected that this would be the case. This was Li Yunqian, the person he feared and feared.
"Don't worry." Chu Pingsheng continued: "He has no such chance."
Si Gu Jian said with a ferocious expression: "You killed him?"
"Well, almost."
"Hehe, hehehe...Li Yunqian, this old fox, hunts swallows all day long, but in the end he was pecked out of his eyes by a house bird."
"Back to the subject, Ye Liuyun, you know that Li Yunqian is the great master, but you know him How did you become a Grand Master?"
"I don't know."
"It's very simple. If you want to practice your domineering Qi to the extreme, you must destroy all your meridians, abandon your Dantian, and The whole body is used as a container of true energy. Li Yunqian relied on perseverance and luck to persevere to the end and became the most powerful grandmaster among the four of you. And he..." Chu Pingsheng pointed at Ku He's body and said, "It was because he was shocked by me. The great master who broke his meridians and poured in the domineering Qi that he had practiced hard for more than two months was slightly weaker than Li Yunqian, but much stronger than you. Then he passed on a set of sword techniques to deceive Wu Zhu according to the situation. Isn’t it true that Bai Feng, the great master of Xihu, has the foundation of Tianyi Dao Grandmaster?
Look around at the broken arm of the sword.
Blessed by domineering Qi.
A set of swordsmanship that scared Wu Zhu so much that he dared not attack head on.
This is the monster they just fought.
Ye Liuyun has another question: "I don't understand, why would he listen to you?"
A grand master has the dignity of a grand master, so Ku He is willing to be Chu's hawk for the rest of his life.
“It’s a joke, you can be a dog for Li Yunqian, but Ku He can’t be a dog for me?”
Chu Pingsheng sneered: “What’s more, Zhan Doudou is pregnant with my child, and she will be a dog in the future. The leader of Northern Qi, so the future of the Zhan family is mine, not his. >
"!!!!!!"
This can explain the relationship between Qi Guo and Chu Pingsheng. The outside world thought that he kidnapped the Zhan family and controlled Qi Guo through Sean and Uesugi Tiger. Don't you know In this way, he settled all political hidden dangers in Qi.
Now he is using Ku He Gu to spread doubts and eradicate these great masters in one fell swoop.
No wonder Li Yunqian lost, no wonder they lost.
This loss is... not unfair at all.
Looking around, he suddenly pressed down on the long sword that was submerged in the ground, and took away the energy that was suppressing the injury in his abdomen: "You can leave the Qingshan Mountain without fear of running out of firewood. Brother Ye, I'll stop him, and you can leave quickly."
< br>"He can't leave." Chu Pingsheng stood up and stretched out his hand to the right rear. Whoosh, the green bamboo stick that fell aside flew into his palm, but to Ye Liuyun and Si Gu Jian's surprise, he did not take it. Coming to attack the two of them, there was a flash of light and the green bamboo staff disappeared.
"Hahaha..."
Ye Liuyun laughed three times: "Okay, I'm going to teach you how to control the wind freely."
After saying this heroic sentence After Qian Yun's words, with the next breath, he suppressed his smile, fell straight back, eyes wide open, and refused to close his eyes.
Chu Pingsheng looked at Si Gu Jian who was completely confused and said, "Look, he can't leave."
"Why?"
Dignified Si Gu Jian, facing Chu Pingsheng, unexpectedly gave birth to a thought He felt a deep sense of fear. He had no idea how Ye Liuyun died.
“How many times did Ku He laugh after his death?”
Is this question related to Ye Liuyun’s death? Si Gu Jian didn't understand, but he still answered truthfully: "Three times."
"That's right."
Chu Pingsheng said: "He was hit by my Sanxiao Xiaoyao Powder."
"Poison?"
"That's right."
“Ye Liuyun is a great master, no poison in this world can hurt him.”
"It doesn't exist in this world, which doesn't mean it doesn't exist in other worlds, not to mention that he was poisoned while being injured."
"But you two have never fought against each other."
"Who said it must be the case? Can't I be him?" Chu Pingsheng pointed at Ku He's body and said, "I wasted so much energy on him. One for one is not enough. At least one for two is enough to be worthy of my cultivation. You are lucky. There was no close combat with him.”
Si Gujian recalled the scene of Ku He smashing Ye Liuyun’s arm with a violent punch. It was probably at that time that the poison was forced into Ye Liuyun’s body.
"Despicable, I...want to..."
"What are you talking about? Despicable and shameless? It's not despicable and shameless for you three to fight each other, but it is despicable for me to prepare a poison for Ku He?"
"Master, Master!"
< br>At this moment, a shout came from the hillside behind, interrupting the conversation between the two people.
“Look, I said I would leave someone to help you collect the body.”
With Chu Pingsheng’s teasing, Wang Xi quickly ran into the battlefield and hugged Si Gu Jian’s Body. Behind her came the Northern Qi saint who was eating melon seeds and swinging the sleeves of her robe. She worked hard from beginning to end.
"Master, how are you?"
Seeing that the closed disciple was fine, Sigu Jian forced a smile: "I can't do it anymore."
Wang Xi After taking a look at Si Gu Jian's lower body, which was stained red with blood, he realized that what he said was true, so he turned his head and glared angrily.
"What do you think I'm doing? There's a wrongdoer and a debtor, and I didn't kill your master."
Look at what he said, if you say he is wrong, it is not wrong, but if you say he is right, you feel as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.
Begonia Duoduo pinched her temples and shook her head behind her back. As a husband, she does all the dirty work.
Si Gu Jian said: "Take me back to Dongyi City and bury me on Jun'an Mountain behind the sword furnace, and then... don't defend Dongyi City, don't defend Dongyi City, definitely don't defend... Dongyi City Yicheng! You... are no match for him."
After saying that, Sigu Jian dissipated his power, let out a sigh of relief, lowered his head, and died.
"Master..."
Wang Xi held Sigu Jian's body and cried loudly.
Overnight, several senior brothers and sisters died, and Si Gu Jian died. Among the eleven people from Dongyi City who came to Kyoto, he was the only one left alive. It was because Chu Pingsheng liked him and asked him to give Si Gu Jian Only those who collect corpses can save their lives. This blow, this feeling of powerlessness, is like a barbed wedge, piercing deeply into the pit of the heart, and it hurts every time it moves.
Haitang Duoduo glanced around and saw the bodies of Ku He and Ye Liuyun, but not Wu Zhu's body.
"Where is the great master next to Fan Xian?"
Chu Pingsheng turned to the southeast: "Five miles away, Ma Tougang."
"How come he... ran away?"
"That's not true."
Chu Pingsheng said: "Fighting with the temple messenger."
"This is you You mean...the mantis stalks the cicada?”
“Yes, it’s a pity that I killed the oriole early”
Haitang Duoduo stretched out her hand and handed him the half-peeled melon seeds: "Aren't you?"
Chu Pingsheng laughed dumbly.
“Didn’t anyone tell you that we are in tune?”
“In tune? What does it mean?”
“It’s a batting sport that makes a snapping sound when we hit it. , it’s very interesting, I’ll teach you when I have time.”
"Okay, I want to see how interesting it is."
"Help Kuhe collect the body."
Chu Pingsheng pointed at the fake Baifeng corpse lying on the ground, jumped up, Flying high into the sky, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the flying green shirt and the murderous face.
Pat, pat, pat...
The rain began to fall from the sky, a little sparse, but not small, and it hurt a little when it hit the face.
Haitang Duoduo let out a long sigh, picked up the body of Master Cheap, and headed north.
Wang Xi didn’t want to go back to Kyoto, but it was raining and it was night. He was a thousand miles away from Dongyi, and the brothers also needed him to handle the funeral affairs, so he put Sigu Jian’s body on his shoulder and stepped on it. Walking back along the ground that was filled with moisture and mud.
Within less than half a cup of tea, he left and returned, carrying Si Gu Jian’s body on his shoulders. He picked up Ye Liuyun’s body and thought that he could save a lot of energy if he came back without carrying the master’s body. , scolded himself "idiot", turned around and rushed into the increasingly heavy rain, rushing towards Nancheng.
At the same time, on the old pine one mile away from Ma Tougang, Chu Pingsheng turned his back to the clouds and lightning, shrouded in a layer of rising smoke, watching the two people fighting back and forth. The messenger of the temple.
The tinkling sound of iron hammers mixed with the snapping sound of rain hitting pine leaves reached his ears. Chu Pingsheng slowly raised the Barrett that he had seized from Fan Xian. The muzzle of the gun moved slowly, tracking the five men. Bamboo body.
When two figures a mile away overlapped, the temple messenger hurried forward, and when Wu Zhu returned to the circle, a beam of flame appeared accompanied by thunder.
Bang!
The sound of gunshots hit my ears, and the temple messenger’s head suddenly looked like a watermelon that fell from the roof. It split in the middle. Various biological thin tubes and metal parts exploded. I don’t know whether it was lubricating oil or a yellow liquid of conductive agent. Splash outside.
The moment the gun rang out, Wu Zhu tried his best to dodge, but he had consumed a lot of physical energy in the battle with Bai Feng, and it was already very difficult for him to deal with the temple messenger, even if his opponent had slowed down the speed of the warhead. Still unable to escape the sniper attack, a cloud of yellow mist burst out of his abdomen, and parts and liquids similar to those in the temple messenger's body fell into the slippery muddy ground.
He was very decisive. He kicked off his other foot and ran towards the woods next to Ma Tou Gang, hoping to block the attacker's sight. Unfortunately, this blow damaged his vitality. The mobile component of the machine fell headlong into the dense rain before reaching the edge of the forest. The large hole in its abdomen was constantly bouncing and connecting with arcs of electricity, which was incompatible with this world where "everything is wrong".
It should be that the gods are crazy and drunk, overturning the Milky Way, and the heavy rain washes away the blood under the sycamore trees and the liquid on the horse head post.
Chu Pingsheng fell beside Wu Zhu in mist.
The robot's legs could not move, and its upper body was not affected. It suddenly pressed the end of the iron drill and stabbed the person.
Crack!
I heard a crisp sound.
The purple light illuminates the rain line, and also illuminates Wu Zhu's body, and the black iron drill that is broken into two parts with a flame red incision.
呲呲……
The rain poured down, making a sound.
Chu Pingsheng’s hands rose and fell.
Poof!
Wu Zhu spit out a mouthful of yellow liquid, the light in his pupils flashed, and finally fell silent.
He swung his sword to cut off the robot's legs, then picked the man up by his neck.
A flash of light tore the sky apart.
Boom!
Thunder rolls away.
The next moment, Ma Tougang was empty, except for two pieces of iron drills whose red heat was fading away, lying in the mud, pattering in the rain.
(End of this chapter)