ps: Today, two chapters are combined into one chapter. Chapter division is troublesome!
The setting sun was like blood, and that tall and upright figure looked so tall.
The earth-shattering sounds of fighting and iron horses surged forward, and the cold sword light flickered in the afterglow.
At a glance, the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood were surrounded by iron cavalry with ferocious expressions.
A series of icy murderous intentions gathered together, and the condensed coercion impacted the world, causing ripples to appear.
Facing this densely packed army, this figure remained motionless, with a calm and calm look on his face.
This kind of calmness and calmness will not change even if he is faced with the destruction of heaven and earth.
"How could Xiao be so virtuous as to allow you, the Six Kingdoms, to send such a large army!" In the evening wind, his hoarse yet warlike voice soared into the sky, faintly drowning out the sounds of fighting and iron horses all around.
The bloody clothes clearly reflected his killing power, especially his dark eyes, which were as deep as black holes in the starry sky. The galloping cavalry was frightened and the horses under their crotches neighed uneasily.
With.
Bang bang! More than a million troops pulled up the reins of their horses at the same time. The horses neighed and surrounded the figure.
The majestic mountain-like icy breath rushed over, but the young man in blood-clothed calmly raised his head and looked ahead with an expression on his face. Around him, there were densely packed corpses scattered in pieces. Although his face was gentle, it made people feel...
There was an inexplicable chill, and sharp eyes were staring directly at the rear of the army. There, there was a figure like ice. Wherever he stood, the hot pool of blood froze, and he could even see it floating down from the sky.
of snow catkins.
The surrounding armies all looked at this figure respectfully, with a little fanaticism in their eyes.
Under the flying snow, the young man standing on the chariot slowly raised his head. His eyes became as clear as ice, and the coldness on his face made people fearful.
A guqin was tied to his tall and slender back. He had a pair of slender and white hands that made even women jealous.
Gao Jianli! The surrounding soldiers were silently chanting this name in their hearts. Among the six kingdoms, the shining star who kept pace with Zhang Liang, his statement was directly catching up with those powerful ancestors in ancient times.
Gao Jianli, the young man, slowly raised his head and raised his green-white lips in a cold arc. "Xiao Ziyun!"
The two eyes met in mid-air, and the power contained in them collided in mid-air, turning into a storm and sweeping out.
"I didn't expect that you would see through Shuang's plan and actually set up an ambush here!" In the sea of blood, this tall figure was clearly Fatty Xiao. His piercing eyes made the setting sun in the sky eclipse.
An army of one million, dozens of martial arts experts, several beings who have condensed the original body of martial arts. Even you, Gao Jianli!"
Boom boom! The Thousand-foot Heavenly Dragon pulled the bronze chariot and galloped out slowly. The surrounding armies retreated to make way for it.
Gao Jianli stood with his hands behind his back. Wherever his chariot passed, the bone-chilling chill froze the afterglow of the setting sun. "Millions of Blood Prison Cavalry are not qualified enough for me to appear here!"
"Only you, Xiao Ziyun, are qualified!" Gao Jianli said coldly. His voice had become colder since Jing Ke's death.
"That is to say, you are here for someone Xiao?" Fatty Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding the sharpness in his eyes and his expression of harming humans and animals.
"Yeah!" Gao Jianli raised his head, looked at the red sky, and said lightly: "Brother of the Fifth Generation, this status is enough for me to kill you personally!"
At this point, Gao Jianli's eyes instantly turned cold, and two strands of chill surged out like cold currents, piercing through the void and appearing in front of Fatty Xiao.
Kaka! A layer of light frost immediately condensed on the surface of this mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
"Do you want to take revenge?" Fatty Xiao casually waved his left hand, and his two sword energy surged out, shredding the two cold currents as if they were devastating, "That guy is really, he has disappeared for so many years, but he has
He left a lot of blood debt, and in the end, it will be my turn to wipe his butt!" Fatty Xiao rubbed his forehead with a headache and asked: "He killed Jing Ke, and then you don't have the strength to kill him, so you have to kill me.
, are you expressing bad anger?"
"Yes!" Gao Jianli raised his head slightly, looking down at Fatty Xiao. A powerful aura surged out of him, as if at this moment, he became the master of this world: "I also want him to taste it.
Taste what it feels like to lose a brother!"
"It's a pity that he has already died, otherwise I, Gao Jianli, would kill you directly in front of him!" Gao Jianli said coldly.
"Did he really fall?" With his eyes slightly opened, Fatty Xiao looked at the sunset on the horizon. A touch of sadness passed through the depths of his dark eyes, which was soon replaced by a firmness: "That's what you said, Martial God,
I can’t believe that the fifth generation of moon gods has fallen!”
"Sooner or later, he will appear one day and drive you invaders out of the God of War, and you will also follow the footsteps of the ancestors of Tiangang in the past!"
Bang bang! A majestic pressure condensed on Fatty Xiao, his long hair danced wildly, and the mountain of corpses under his feet shook crazily, and a murderous intention burst out on Fatty Xiao's face,
If previously, Fatty Xiao was a fat man who was harmed by humans and animals, now, he is a murderous god with murderous intent, and his words can make the whole world tremble.
"He is dead, Ying Zheng said it himself!" Gao Jianli said coldly, a crystal clear thin sword quietly appeared in his hand, the cold light flashed like a poisonous snake sticking out its tongue, murderous intent filled the air: "
And you are about to follow in his footsteps, as well as Fatty Fish and that evil dragon. Do you think that by staying to contain us, you can create a chance for them to escape? It's ridiculous. At this moment, those two are probably more powerful than before.
You went to see Godai earlier!"
Hearing this, Fatty Xiao's eyes shrank imperceptibly, and he said calmly: "In other words, there is no need for Xiao to continue delaying time, so let's do it. Gao Jianli, do you want to fight in a group or one on one?"
At this time, Fatty Xiao was still able to chuckle, and his eyes slowly swept over the generals behind Gao Jianli. There was no wave in his eyes. This courage alone was enough to move the generals of the Six Nations present.
"If the opponent were him, I would choose the former without hesitation, because I am an assassin!"
"I don't care about the so-called aboveboardness. As long as the other party dies!"
After a pause, a rare smile appeared on Gao Jianli's face: "For you, I choose the latter!"
"Because Xiao is not qualified to let you choose the former, right?" Fatty Xiao said with a half-smile, but his expression was in vain: "If you choose the latter, Xiao will make you pay an unexpected price!"
Ding! In the scarlet mountain of corpses and sea of blood, a bright sword light rose into the sky and shot directly at Fatty Xiao.
Wei Ran's motionless figure stepped forward gently. Fatty Xiao's right hand, which was not very powerful, accurately grasped the sword light. It was the Proud World Sword. Fatty Xiao, who was holding the Proud World Sword, showed his sharpness at this moment. Vast.
His will swept towards Gao Jianli like a flood.
"Price?" Gao Jianli shook his head slightly. The cold wind suddenly rose, and his figure disappeared strangely, setting off a snowstorm. The snow and wind all over the sky instantly rendered the whole world white, and his dark, water-like sword light shone in the wind and snow.
Flashing, tearing apart Fatty Xiao's will, a shocking and biting chill penetrated the sky and the earth. From a distance, it seemed as if a cold torrent rushed up into the sky.
The world was trembling, as the dark water-like sword light surged. These cold currents immediately turned into glaciers stretching thousands of miles, hundreds of thousands of feet long. The whole body was filled with Gao Jianli's will, but there was a glacier on the crystal clear glacier.
The font flickers and appears: ink!
"Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains!" Gao Jianli's low roar echoed in the wind and snow, and a majestic trend gathered on the glacier. This trend was terrifying, far exceeding the power of the Yan Kingdom in the past.
Fatty Xiao's eyes kept changing. With just one move of his magical power, he knew that the Gao Jianli of today was no longer the Gao Jianli of three years ago. It seemed that just as the Three Generations had guessed, these disciples of hundreds of schools of thought were in the sword tomb of all the masters.
Got a lot of inheritance.
"Suppress!" A bright sword light flashed in the sky above Fatty Xiao, and its endless glacier crashed down on Fatty Xiao, trying to smash Fatty Xiao into a bloody mess.
"Life is so short, like a shooting star in the night sky; life is so humble, like dust in the sky!"
"Today, I will shine the brightest light in my life. If you die, I will go down and drink a few pots with you. If you don't die, don't forget to pour some water and wine in front of my grave!"
Fatty Xiao murmured softly, but his dark eyes changed in vain. Double pupils suddenly appeared, as if the pupils were mirrored. Scarlet blood flowed deep in Fatty Xiao's eyes, "Mirror
Eye art!"
Fatty Xiao roared, and a little bit of vitality flew out of his body and merged into his eyes, reflected in the pupils!
The Mirror Eye Technique is the most powerful magical power that Fatty Xiao has gained over the past three years after experiencing countless lives and deaths. He even integrated this magical power into his own bloodline, forming the ultimate form of bloodline magical power and mirror magical power.
The mirror image seems to reflect one's own strength and achieve the effect of doubling it, but the cost is to pay for one's life, but it is terrifying compared to the power of the fire that burns the soul.
The light of blood reflected in his double pupils. Fatty Xiao stared coldly at the crashing glacier. The Qilin Sword dripping with blood in his hand suddenly swung up. The sword peak pointed directly at the ten thousand-foot glacier, soaring into the sky. The sword slashed the glacier, and in one fell swoop he slashed the glacier.
This shocking scene made the generals of the Six Nations secretly tremble with fear. They did not expect that Fatty Xiao, who was at the end of his crossbow, would actually burst out with such terrifying combat power.
Boom boom! The sky shook and the earth shook, breaking through the glacier. The Proud World Sword suddenly came out and rushed towards the empty world. There, a figure slowly appeared, Gao Jianli!
The Proud World Sword pierced the heaven and earth like a fallen star, shining with the brightest light, illuminating the whole world, and making a deafening sword cry, exuding the utmost pressure.
Facing this sword, Gao Jianli's pupils shrank slightly. How could this guy explode with such fighting power?
"Is this your trump card? If you were in your heyday, maybe I would have to pay a small price, but now, it's different!"
Gao Jianli smiled coldly, clasped the rapier tightly with his white and slender sword fingers, and swung it gently in the void. Above the broken glacier, a font condensed out: Mo!
The whole word has a dark color, and is filled with the atmosphere of vicissitudes of life.
"The Monument of the Mohist Family!" Gao Jianli's voice became hoarse, and all the blood and essence in his body shot out and merged into the font. The font suddenly transformed into a tombstone a hundred feet long, with a figure on it,
It was blurry, but just this figure made the whole world shake. Below, the generals of the six countries who were watching this scene all exclaimed: "Mozi!"
The figure engraved on the tombstone is clearly Mozi, a peerless strong man in the era of all the philosophers!
"Break it for me!" Seeing that Gao Jianli had such terrifying magical powers, Fatty Xiao did not retreat. He suddenly appeared, holding the Aoshi Sword, holding the sword horizontally in the air, and the sword energy surged. The mirror image magical powers suddenly reappeared, and dense shadows were in the void.
Flashing, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, like the vast sea undulating, and the stars were swaying. As the tombstones condensed, these figures also overlapped together. Fatty Xiao's aura surged again, and the World Defying Sword in his hand contained the power to destroy the world and destroy the world.
With such force, it hit the tombstone.
Sonorous! The whole world, sword light and snowflakes danced wildly, and the mountains and rivers were eclipsed. Cracks appeared on the tombstones, and at the same time, the void between the two collapsed.
Poof! Fatty Xiao spit out a mouthful of blood and stared straight at the cracked tombstone. His eyes became alert, and a sense of crisis suddenly came over him. Without any hesitation, Fatty Xiao drew his sword. His body was like a rainbow and he stepped back, and then
But a ray of ink light shot out from the tombstone. Like ink, it chased Fatty Xiao directly, and formed a word, falling on top of Fatty Xiao, ink!
With just this word, Fatty Xiao, who had retreated, could no longer retreat.
"This magical power belongs to the great masters of the Mohist family. I am fortunate to have inherited it in the sword tombs of the masters!" Gao Jianli's cold voice echoed in the cold wind, and a sword rainbow shot out from the broken tombstone, bright and dazzling.
The sword light seemed to be the only one in the world.
The sense of crisis was getting stronger and stronger. Fatty Xiao felt a flash of sword light in front of his eyes, and a crystal-clear thin sword shot straight into his body, piercing his entire chest, less than half an inch from his heart!
Puff puff puff! A wave of blood shot out from Fatty Xiao's chest, and heartbreaking pain swept over him. Fatty Xiao felt as if he was in an ice cellar, and all the blood in his body seemed to be frozen, and his face turned pale.
.
This sword is Gao Jianli's sword.
Boom boom! The wind and snow rolled back, and Gao Jianli walked out slowly, staring at Fatty Xiao coldly, as if looking at a dead person, "I underestimated your strength, and you also underestimated my strength!"
The expression on Fatty Xiao's face showed that even though he was suffering from pain and narrowly escaped death, there was no fear in his eyes. After another reflection in his dark eyes, four overlapping pupils actually appeared in one eye.
Bang bang! A dull sound stirred in Fatty Xiao's body. At this moment, Fatty Xiao became dozens of years older, and his eyes became turbid. However, in this old body, he was filled with energy that shocked the whole world.
The energy, "Kill!"
The proud sword in his hand shot out like a rainbow, mighty and powerful, pointing directly at the ink characters in the sky.
This is the strongest sword, tearing apart this word in one fell swoop, until this huge font is torn apart, like an overturned inkstone, like ink-like rainwater surging down, filling the void, these inks
, immediately transformed into a mighty army of thousands of horses, thousands of horses galloping, and the sound of gold and iron horses arose.
Sprinkled with ink and formed into soldiers, these thousands of troops seemed to have come from the ancient times, and the coercion of the vast world pervaded these phantoms.
Fatty Xiao, standing among thousands of troops, looked lonely and a bit desolate.
The generals of the six countries sighed silently, they knew that everything was over.
Xiao Ziyun, who had run out of oil and dried up his lamp, how to break through this magical power, could only fall into this magical power.
Facing the desperate situation, there was no despair in Fatty Xiao's eyes, and he remained calm, "Kill!"
Holding the sword vertically and horizontally, Fatty Xiao swept towards the entire army. The bright sword light seemed so insignificant among the thousands of troops. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal. After the soldiers condensed by ink were destroyed, they condensed out again.
This is a group of unkillable troops. From the sky, Gao Jianli came through the air, raising his hands to command the tens of millions of troops.
In the blackened void, blood flowers spattered from time to time.
This blood came from Fatty Xiao, and Fatty Xiao's aura gradually weakened, like a blazing sea of fire, gradually extinguished, leaving only a few sparks.
"It's over!" Gao Jianli said lightly. Originally, he would feel a sense of revenge in the future, but at this moment, he found that he didn't feel it at all.
"Is it really over?" The sword had been released, and Fatty Xiao calmly looked at the surging troops and horses, the hero's end.