The god-transforming warrior who came unexpectedly at this moment was the same god-transforming aura that I had sensed earlier in Qianlong Hall, which was different from Dongjun. From the aura on his body, I could vaguely deduce his identity at that time.
But I never thought that he would interfere in my own affairs and have a lot to do with Jing Ke. Now, Jing Ke is no longer afraid. He had used the secret method before and his life was no longer eight levels.
Today, since he wanted to intervene, he had to pay the price. He stepped forward and disappeared from the spot in an instant. The black heavy sword in his hand waved again, and the vast pressure swept away and struck at the two people who were escaping.
"Stop hurting my senior brother!"
Under the bright moon, in the dense hills, a bright black sword energy appeared very silent. It shot out of the air and struck directly at the god-transformation warrior who suddenly appeared.
However, it seems that there is another person here who does not know whether to live or die. He is shouting sweetly. His cultivation level is no more than the innate level. He is holding a sharp weapon full of murderous intent. A cold sword energy bursts out from the sword body, directly
The sword energy that intercepted him.
"Feixue, why are you here!"
A series of changes occurred, and a female swordsman suddenly appeared, holding a strange sword. Although she could not annihilate the sword energy that Zhou Qing released from her hand, as the long sword of the god-transforming warrior in front of her swung, a strange feeling seemed to arise.
Strange changes.
The same sharp killing weapon, the rich bloody aura of killing spreads from the sword, and a yang and strong strength permeates the sword in his hand, which is very different from the yin and cold aura in the hands of the previous female swordsman.
The two kendo auras with completely different attributes collided, not only blending perfectly, but also giving birth to a sword aura that was ten times stronger than before, annihilating the black sword aura that Zhou Qing waved out.
Even so, the figures of the three people came to an abrupt stop. Zhou Qing was already holding a jet black heavy sword, standing in front of their road. A god-turned-assassin and an innate assassin. With such strength, even if they join forces, it is impossible to defeat them.
block his own attack.
Spiritual senses surged and fell on the killing weapons in the hands of the two. Under the bright moon, silver light shrouded the long swords in the hands of the two, and wisps of strange mysterious light burst out. One was extremely red, the most yang, the most powerful,
The fiery heat is unparalleled, the blue rhyme fluctuates from yin to cold, and the coldness is unparalleled.
"The most yin and yang, the most emotion and nature!"
"I never expected that these two swords of Gan Jiang and Mo Xie would be in your possession!"
The strangeness of these two swords circulated in my eyes, but the origins of these two swords directly popped into my mind. Among the famous swords in the world, the only ones that can match this point are the swordsmith general Mo Xie from two hundred years ago.
A famous sword crafted with great effort.
According to legend, after the Chu Kingdom destroyed Yue, they obtained rare things from heaven and ordered their generals. Mo Xie and his wife made swords for the King of Chu. The generals made swords and collected the iron essence from the five mountains and the gold and silver from Liuhe.
When I looked at it, the weather dropped, but the essence of gold and iron did not disappear.
"I heard that I was good at making a sword. I asked you to make a sword. It didn't work in three months. What's the purpose? The transformation of the god into a god must be done by people. Now that I'm making a sword, I can't get it from someone else. What's the point?"
The general didn't know the reason, and his wife Mo Xie said it.
"In the past, my master smelted gold and iron without selling them. He and his wife would go into the smelting furnace and then make things. To this day, in later generations, they smelted in the mountains and were clothed with hemp, and then dared to cast gold in the mountains. Now I make swords that do not change.
Is it Ruosiya?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw himself into the sword furnace. When Mo Xie saw this, the couple's love was strong, and he followed him away. The couple died, and two sharp weapons came out. His son Meijianchi took two swords to see the king of Chu.
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When offering the sword, he held the general Mo Xie in both hands and killed the king of Chu, soaking in the blood of the princes. After that, the general Mo Xie was called the sword of regicide and was regarded as unknown and his reputation has not been revealed.
Unexpectedly, these two swords were encountered by him today. If the two people in front of him were both divine warriors, they might still be able to leave, but they are not, so... Zhou Qing did not hesitate, and as soon as the voice of surprise fell,
The hands waved again.
"Senior Brother Canjian, you are hired by Bai Yifei, I don't trust you!"
It seemed that the two of them were somewhat ignoring Zhou Qing in front of them, and they stood closely side by side. The swords in their hands intertwined and moved. The buzzing sound started, the murderous intention bloomed, and the aura of yin and yang spread.
This female swordsman was dressed in a light blue outfit. She was about 20 years old. She had an average appearance and a top-notch cultivation level. She seemed to have a great inheritance. She looked at the god-turned-assassin with a pair of bright eyes and spoke in a very loud voice.
It's concern.
"It's time to end!"
The hands moved gracefully, and tyrannical and violent force poured into the palm prints. The true energy transformed and shot directly at the two of them. The void shook, and the vast power sealed the void up and down.
The sword light rose up for it, and the brilliant edge and murderous aura burst out from the two sharp weapons in their hands. Their friendship was blended, their power was even greater, their hearts were united, and their swordsmanship was vertical and horizontal.
After taking a breath, two unique kendo sharp edges met Lu Qing's thick palm prints!
The aftermath of the tyrannical energy swept across and the strong wind spread. Zhou Qing himself remained motionless. The two sword energies that could seriously injure ordinary divine warriors were defeated, and the remaining force soon fell on the two of them.
Phew! Phew!
A dull sound echoed, and the two figures flew out upside down. Deep in the dark forest, the smell of blood filled the air, and the thick plants not far away undulated with the sound of breaking.
Ignoring the two male and female swordsmen, he walked up to Jing Ke, who had already been seriously injured and fell into a coma. He pointed a finger and directly pierced his heart. In an instant, the only remaining vitality disappeared. With a thought, flames suddenly emerged and enveloped his body.
At this point, tonight’s mission is completed!
He glanced at the two swordsmen who were still struggling in the depths of the jungle not far away. He snorted softly and disappeared from the spot with the black heavy sword in hand. He floated away and returned to Xinzheng.
"Senior Brother Canjian, how could you face off against such a powerful warrior?"
After a long time, the two seriously injured people helped each other out of the depths of the forest. The two sharp swords in their hands became like crutches. Looking at the fire beside them, the man protected by the senior brother had completely disappeared from this world.
They have used the combined power of Gan Jiang and Mo Xie many times. Even the master did not dare to confront them head-on. But the man just now not only defeated the sword light head-on, but also severely injured them with one blow. With such strength, I am afraid that
Still far away from Master.
"Alas, it's still a step too late after all!"
"This man is Jing Ke, a member of the Wei Kingdom whom Lu Goujian mentioned to me. He is also a disciple of the Mohist family. Earlier in Qianlong Hall, I wanted him to pass on a few words to Brother Lu, but I never thought that he would end up like this."
"Feixue, let's go to the city to heal our wounds. The Bloody Marquis asked me to come to Xinzheng to capture a few people this time. If I don't succeed by then, we will lose the reputation of our chess hall!"
Holding the Sword of the General with the whole body still shining with red light, he took a deep look at Jing Ke, who was now burned by the flames, and sighed softly. He didn't know how this person got into such a strong enemy, even if he was in front of his master this time.
Even if you come, you may not be able to protect him.