The morning breeze and the waning moon, the cold moon is like a hook!
On the far left of Anqinju is the residence of the First World, where there is the largest master of the Eighteen World. Duanqing lives in it. His eyes were closed, his lips were slightly opened, and he sat cross-legged, and he was breathing heavily. Every time at this moment, he would calm down his mood, because a person's murderous aura always took time to settle down.
At this moment, someone whispered outside: "Brother Duanqing has always been nice. I'm bothering you in the middle of the night. Please meet me!"
The person who spoke was Feng Huayang, the Lord of the Second Small World. He was sitting against the small door, and he was separated from Feng Huayang. An Qinju had this structure, and the one blocked the door was the Lord, but the disciple lived in the innermost place, because everyone knew that the Lord must be stronger than the disciple, so this arrangement was naturally the most appropriate.
At this time, Duan Qing in the room said coldly: "If you have something to say tomorrow, it will be a night today!"
Feng Huayang smiled and said, "You are still so ruthless. The weather is so cold. Don't you invite me in and sit down?"
Duan Qing said, "It's not me who wants to blow the air outside. What do you have to do with me if you want to stay outside?"
Feng Huayang laughed loudly when he heard this, and the wind outside became even stronger.
The wind suddenly stopped, Feng Huayang suddenly stopped laughing, and he said in a daze: "You should have seen it, right?"
Duan Qing asked, "What do you mean?"
Feng Huayang said again: "Don't you feel this atmosphere? Someone wants to subvert the world in this gunman battle!"
Duan Qing laughed and said, "Just come, I've never been afraid!"
Feng Huayang said lightly: "Have you never heard of mysterious weapons being released? Didn't you come here for mysterious weapons this time? If someone gets a weapon, do you have the absolute confidence to defeat it?"
The room suddenly became silent, and there was no sound of breathing. After a long time, he said, "What are you going to do?"
Feng Huayang said: "I have no way. It is rumored that mysterious weapons are domineering and can destroy the world. I don't know where it is, so I only have one way to run away when I encounter it!"
Duan Qing then smiled and said, "It turns out that the Lord of the Second World only has this courage? You are already a master in the twelfth realm. What are you afraid of?"
Feng Huayang said: "I am afraid of everything, but I am not afraid of death!"
Duan Qing said, "Since you are not afraid of death, what else can you be afraid of?"
Feng Huayang simply lay down, and the door opened, and Feng Huayang finally saw Duan Qing standing in front of him again.
Feng Huayang slowly crawled in and sat down, sitting on the ground, with a deerskin blanket spread on the ground, and the whole room was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.
Feng Huayang said: "I am indeed not afraid of death, but I am afraid that the second world will perish if I die. If I die, I am afraid that the rest of the world will be inevitable. It is also a matter of time before you can. If this is the case, I think we can only escape!"
Duan Qing, the opposite side, still had a cold face. He said coldly: "But if even we escape, who else can survive?"
Feng Huayang stopped talking, he remained silent, and neither of them had any idea.
At this time, there were soft knocks outside the door. Feng Huayang suddenly laughed when he heard the knock on the door. Before he could wait for Duanqing to respond, he opened the door. The one who walked in was Chi Moqiu, the lord of the third small world. Chi Moqiu stood outside the door and first gave a big gift, then walked in directly.
Then they sat next to the two of them.
Feng Huayang smiled and said, "It seems that you can't sleep because of something!"
Chi Moqiu nodded but said nothing.
Duan Qing suddenly shouted: "What's wrong today? You can go anywhere, why are you crowded to me?"
Chi Moqiu seemed not to hear this sentence but said, "I have already felt the murderous aura!"
After hearing this sentence, Duanqing suddenly calmed down. Feng Huayang said: "I also felt that the murderous aura that was about to burst was wandering around the whole world. This murderous aura is so fierce that I have never seen it in my life!"
Duan Qing said, "What are you here for?"
Feng Huayang said softly: "We want to form an alliance!"
As soon as Chi Moqiu said this, he nodded secretly.
Duan Qing said, "No! If we do this, we will break the rules. Zu Xun once said that the first three small worlds cannot form alliances, otherwise the world will be in chaos!"
Feng Huayang said, "If we do not form an alliance, we will be destroyed. The mysterious weapon is about to be born. If we cannot stand on the same line, then we will definitely have no way out and the world will fall into darkness from now on!"
At this time, another woman's voice sounded outside the door: "It was dark, but it would soon become hell!"
The woman opened the door by herself, and the three of them looked up. It was Xiao Xifeng, the master of the fifth little world. The woman twisted her body and sat down by herself. This time, she no longer spoke. None of the three men spoke, and they dared not look at the woman in the eyes because they were afraid that they could not control their **.
The woman said, "Izuyun Mansion, Guiyuan Temple, Xuchen has not appeared yet. I'm afraid they have arrived long ago, but they have been killed. Today, those who come to Duanqing are from the same camp, and those who don't come are opponents!"
The woman spoke very coldly, almost no tone was there. The three of them slowly raised up but didn't look at the woman!
Feng Huayang whispered: "Do you think the four of us can defeat that mysterious weapon?"
Duanqing said: "I am enough!"
Men always like to show off in front of women, and a heartless person cannot resist the charm of this woman.
Xiao Xifeng said: "You can't do it, no one can do it here. We may have a good match together!"
This is probably the only time Duanqing has been treated like this, but he has not lost his temper.
Chi Moqiu nodded.
Xiao Xifeng continued: "Our four worlds have formed an alliance here. Today, we will face crises and we will take action together. Do you have any objections?"
The three men nodded at the same time and shook their heads.
This means that they agree with Xiao Xifeng's proposal and have no objection.
Seeing that the three of them had no objection, Xiao Xifeng stood up and opened the door and walked out.
At this time, three men were heard breathing heavily at the same time.
On the other side, Murong Qingzheng, the Lord of the Sixth World, was sitting in the house, with several people sitting in front of them, and they were the Lords of all worlds.
Some of them said, "We have confirmed the host of the weapon, and he is indeed in our hands!"
Murong Qing was very happy when he heard this, and he laughed: "Okay! OK! Very good! Starting tomorrow, we will never need to be trampled under our feet again!"
The people below smiled after hearing this, but only sat in the corner, but they couldn't laugh. He seemed to be worried about something, maybe he was regretting something.
When Murong Qing saw him, he smiled and said, "After this time, your Lanhua Cave will become the seventh small world. What else are you unhappy about?"
Qingsong replied, "Nothing! I'm very happy! I'm very happy!" He said, showing a reluctant smile.
Murong Qing laughed as soon as he saw him laughing.
Soon, the night fell into a dead silence again, with no sound, no shouting, only a heart that was rising and falling.
The morning light slowly came as if it had been planned, and then a round of tomorrow slowly rose, with the sun shining, and the Valley of Emperor Haze became lively.
The people from all sides rushed over like surging waves, and the wind and clouds suddenly lost their color. Everyone walked to the viewing table around the arena and sat down one by one.
Each of them exudes an extremely shocking murderous aura, each of them shows a winning look, each of them is majestic and seems to be unstoppable.
Such a vast scene is indeed rare, and so many masters are even rarer. The arena is below and the viewing table is above. They look down and see everything. The viewing table is round and wraps the arena, and there is no one on the arena.
An unprecedented grand occasion that once every thirty years is now presented to everyone again. These people are waiting for this time to become famous. This is the biggest stage for everyone who uses a gun. They have been longing for this stage all their lives, and they only have one chance in their lives.
So they all endured their inner excitement and prepared to show their skills. As long as they win here, they will be sublimated in their lives.
All the disciples were waiting for the start of this duel. The duel could no longer stop at the beginning. Everyone showed their eyes shining light, staring at the stage, fantasizing that they would become the number one this year.
At this time, a person came over from the ring. This person was Captain Jin. He stood on it and took a deep breath and shouted: "The gunman battle once every thirty years starts from now on. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If you win, you will bear all the halos. If you lose, you will be infamous. So please fight seriously!"
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There were three loud shouts in the viewing table! This meant that everyone was very excited.
Captain Jin continued: "In this decisive battle, each world sent five people to fight. The rule is not to hurt people under the covert arrows. The duel will begin and will not stop until death, or admit defeat! First, please invite disciples from all major worlds to participate in the war!"
After saying that, all the disciples came out one after another.
And at this moment, something strange happened. Among the people who came out were disciples from Tuiyun Mansion, disciples from Guiyuan Temple and disciples from Xuchen Mansion.
But when he looked at Murong Qing's old face, he was not shocked at all. On the far left side of the spectator table, Chang Yunfei, Yuner, and Yuan Qing appeared at the same time. The three of them sat down quietly, and nothing seemed to have happened.
But Captain Jin smiled secretly, and he naturally knew everything, because he and Lord Chang Yunfei saved everyone according to the sign given by Yuan Qing.
But when he looked at Murong Qing's face again, the face did not change at all. He thought to himself, did Murong Qing know that such a thing would happen in the morning? So what exactly was he doing? What was this old fox thinking? Captain Jin didn't know, and he didn't need to know now.
After everyone comes on stage, they need to draw lots to show up. Everyone's name is written in a wooden box, and Captain Jin draws out two names each time, and then the showdown is made. The winner can be left to the final.
When everyone's names were thrown into the wooden box, Captain Jin began to draw out the names of the two people. It was the duel between the two disciples of Flame Mountain and the Sixth Small World Chiba Mountain.
The duel began, and only these two people were left on the ring!