A man does not show his ambitions and is so full of eight feet tall.
Wei Wuji took the sword and left the city with one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine swords. The "wind and thunder" in his hand roared through the air, just enough to get two thousand swords.
Two figures ascended into the sea from the "Kill God Tower". After a brief silence in Zhongzhou City, they instantly burst into a roar like a sea. Whether it was the local people or the foreigners who were lucky enough to catch up with this grand event, they all rushed out of the city.
If someone could see from the sky above Zhongzhou City at this time, he would definitely see four torrents gushing out like a tide near the four-sided city gate. Ordinary people were among the crowds, while those impatient and well-educated masters were flying over the eaves and walls in the city and jumping out of the city.
The scene of tens of thousands of people rising and falling together is indeed difficult to see in a century.
Su Muzhe did not flow out of the city with the people. He stood in white clothes at the highest point of the "Kill God Tower", looking at the vigorous crowd, with a face full of melancholy.
Wei Wuji in her heart is naturally invincible and unbeatable. Even so, she still doesn't think that her he would be the opponent of Bai Qi's "Killing God".
Twelve characters of women leaped up to the city tower together, standing behind Su Muzhe, without saying a word.
Su Muzhe thought for a long time, turned his head and smiled at her sisters. His eyes swept across the faces of the twelve people one by one, and finally fell on the face of the woman named "Zhihe".
"'Zuihonglou' will be disbanded from today, take care of you." After Su Muzhe finished speaking, two lines of clear tears shed from the face of Qingshi: "Zhihe, go find yours, while the sun is just right, while the breeze is not loud, while he is still alive, while you are not old."
The twelve women did not speak, but just sobbed silently.
Zhihe mustered up her courage, raised her head, and said to Su Muzhe: "Take it." She disappeared into the vast crowd. She had been with her for more than ten years, and she had become accustomed to obeying Su Muzhe.
The twelve people left, and the Zhuihonglou had dispersed. Su Muzhe had no worries anymore. He turned his head and looked at the man who had two thousand long swords in the East China Sea.
A little drunk.
In half a cup of tea, Zhongzhou City, which had a total of more than 100,000 people, was completely deserted and quiet. After all, Wei Wuji's ability to move two thousand swords was rare in a century.
Bai Qi has been in charge of Zhongzhou City for more than a hundred years. Neither the "Two Ghosts of Western Qin" or the "Liujian Pavilion" owner "Feng Sihai", he has never let him go out of the city to fight. This courtesy gave Wei Wuji enough face.
The bustling main road, which was originally crowded, was completely gone in an instant, and even the owner of the wine stall and the waiter at the city gate ran out.
Wei Wuji's hand roared with thunder, and the purple wind and yellow thunder kept surging out from the "Wind and Thunder Sword". Bai Qi did not dodge, allowing the thunder and wind to pour on him, unmoved.
A golden light shield protected his body, and the wind and thunder mysterious power hit him like a heavy rain. The light shield was like a spider, and several cracks were smashed.
Bai Qi frowned slightly, and the sharp sword on his waist finally unsheathed.
In the seven swords of Spring and Autumn, the "Zhao Si" in Bai Qi ranked third. However, at this time, the first sword of "Ghost Three Ages" had been broken by the old sword god Wu Qi. The "Zhao Si" had jumped to the second sword in Spring and Autumn, and was only weaker than the "Zhan Lu" in the hands of Zhao Chongshan, the head of Kunlun.
The "Fifthest in the World" "Fength in the World" "Zhao Si" is indeed a peak showdown on Qingxiao's swordsmanship.
Zhao Si was unsheathed, and the sharp sword energy rushed straight into the sky. It seemed as if it had pierced the sky, and a light shone down from the sky.
Bai Qi's eyes fell on Wei Wuji's face. Bai Qi, who had always been serious during the fight, asked Wei Wuji a question for the first time. Although it was short, the meaning was cross-age: "For that kid, so many of you can ignore your lives, is it worth it?"
Wei Wuji raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and a determined young man appeared in his mind, and chuckled, "It's worth it, as long as he can end this troubled spring and autumn world, Wuji will die without regrets."
Bai Qi sighed, and the only time in his life became 'talk': "That kid is a 'variable' in the troubled times of the Spring and Autumn Period, like a stick, disrupting the muddy water of the Spring and Autumn Period."
Wei Wuji smiled, as if a spring breeze was blowing across his face: "Only a great destruction can a great establishment, and this damn rule should be changed."
Bai Qi sighed again, and also followed Wei Wuji's appearance and looked at the sky: "I am the destiny of 'Pojun', and the 'chaotic times'; that kid is the destiny of 'Tianlang', and the 'end', and he and I have only one person after all, and we can survive."
Wei Wuji's face was still smiling.
The 'Wind Thunder Sword' in his hand became more and more compact: "So, Wuji tried everything to consume one or two percent of the power of the 'Kill God' and increased his chances of winning for King Lin."
Bai Qi looked at the handsome young master in front of him and sighed again and again: "Why do you have to do it?"
Zhao Sijian and Fenglei Jian took action at the same time, like two giant dragons flying into the air, constantly intertwining over the East China Sea. Hurricanes swept through, and wind and thunder roared together.
The "Killing God Sword Technique" and "Nine Thousand Miles" kept roaring at each other. Bai Qi and Wei Wuji were like two meteors, and they suddenly understood.
At the peak of the "Killing God Tower", Su Muzhe looked at Wei Wuji, who was stained with blood in the sea. Qiu Shui's eyes were filled with tears.
She clearly saw a meteor falling to the ground and burst out with brilliant fireworks.
At a glance, Su Muzhe, dressed in white, flew out. He exhausted all his energy. Su Muzhe made a move at Bai Qi. The fiery red mysterious power cut through the surging tide. Bai Qi waved his sword to block it, and was shocked for several miles, and his left arm was stained with blood.
Su Muzhe, who had spent his whole life's cultivation, finally caught the already extinct Wei Wuji. The two of them fell to the ground like two meteors.
With a roar of the earth, the sand and gravel all over the sky fell from nowhere. One thousand ninety-nine flying swords fell from the sky and formed a "sword tomb" that buried Wei Wuji and Su Muzhe.
The wind and thunder sword finally fell, located in the front, and penetrated directly into the ground, like a tombstone, interpreting the lives of the two.
Bai Qi stepped on the bloody clouds and came down from the sky. He stood in front of the "Sword Tomb", stopped for a long time, and was filled with emotion. Finally, he saluted at the Sword Tomb.
In the seventeen countries in the Spring and Autumn Period, except for his master, Wei Wuji was the first person to be the military salute.
Bai Qi turned around and wanted to return to heal his wounds.
But at this moment, a red dress suddenly floated in the distance from the sky, like a cluster, extremely bright and beautiful, and it turned out to be a woman.
The woman held a purple jade wolf hair in her hand, and her murderous aura surged all over her body. She was clearly a gentle "talisman master", but she exuded a stronger murderous aura than an ordinary martial artist.
Behind the woman in red, a man and a woman were chasing her desperately.
The woman looked at Bai Qi and her eyes ripped: "Bai Qi, please give me my brother back!"
If Ye Junlin were here, he would be shocked, because this woman in red was actually "Wei Jianjia"!