The huge transparent sword energy arrived in an instant.
Xu Qingmu's face changed drastically. Faced with the sword energy that carried the power of heaven and earth, he did not retreat but advanced, and resolutely stood in front of everyone.
"escape!"
Xu Qingmu's shouts were urgent and crazy. He knew that no one of them could stop this sword. If he stayed, he would die!
In an instant, the field at the feet quickly opened up, and the Chouli Sword was instantly covered with blood, and was held by Xu Qingmu:
"Kenpachi: Immortals and gods all kneel down and ghosts and gods weep!"
Under the pressure of the huge sword energy, Xu Qingmu became hysterical. This sword slashed out, and blood continued to flow from his mouth! The boy holding the sword took another step, and blood oozed out from the seven orifices:
"Extreme Cold: Storm!"
A storm formed in an instant, but the storm did not move forward, but blew behind him. Bai Qi reacted, opened his mouth and shouted anxiously: "Brother!"
On the small road, the three of them were blown away by the storm and quickly retreated. At this critical moment of life and death, the young man holding the sword in front of them left their last hope of survival to them!
"Xu Qingmu! You..." Wang Shuai also reacted and wanted to force forward, but was blown away by the storm. The seal of the God King of Ten Directions behind him was floating in the air, as if it could be broken at any time.
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Xu Qingmu's seven orifices were covered in blood, his eyeballs were completely bloodshot, and everything he saw was red.
"Ah——" Xu Qingmu suddenly threw Chou Li, his voice hoarse and crazy.
"Blood Coffin, help me!"
Blood flowed from all the seven orifices, and Chou Li flew out completely. The young man made a difficult hand, and the blood coffin between his eyebrows instantly enlarged, and the four coffin nails trembled wildly. He was helplessly suppressed by this world and could not break free. Jiulong Zhenhun
The coffin had no choice but to block the huge sword energy with its body. The next second, the blood coffin was directly knocked away.
Xu Qingmu, whose face was covered in blood, had long lost his vision and hearing. He just relied on his instinctive senses to take another step forward. He knew that the more attacks he could make, the greater the hope of life for the three people behind him.
"I sacrifice my blood to the sword spirit—to the sword!"
Chou Li had completely flown out. In a flash of his hands, Xu Qingmu took out the wooden sword carved by the old beggar himself, which Qingmu called Nianbei's wooden sword.
"Jianyi: A drop in the ocean. Don't laugh!"
"Sword Two: Fly on the wings to identify the male and female!"
"Three swords: The sword passes three times and breaks through a thousand armors!"
...
"Sword Seven: If you go to the Heavenly Palace, you can ask the immortals!"
"Kenpachi: Immortals and gods all kneel down and ghosts and gods weep!"
Xu Qingmu wildly shook the wooden sword in his hand, completely falling into madness. The spiritual energy in his body poured out like a torrential rain, and Beiming moved to the extreme. He had to hold on, try to offset the power of the sword energy as much as possible, and stand...
But that sword energy was too powerful, contained the supreme law, and was unstoppable! In an instant, Xu Qingmu's attacks were like water flowing into molten rock, completely disintegrating in an instant.
The sword energy released by Qinglian's attack continued to advance.
"Master, goodbye..."
Xu Qingmu bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and the pain caused the boy to stay awake slightly. He thought of Song Zihan, and the memory of Xu Shisan. The boy, whose face was covered with blood, smiled.
"The third sword: the most proud in the world!"
Xu Qingmu mobilized the third sword energy left by Song Zihan in his body. This sword name was originally the wish left by the old beggar to name the thirteenth sword of "The Twelve Swords of Qingyan". Now, the sword emperor Song Zihan left
The third sword energy in the body was chopped out by Xu Qingmu.
This sword is the most proud in the world!
The huge sword energy flew out from the young man's head and flew towards the Qinglian sword energy. For a moment, the white light in the seven-inch hole was dazzling.
All things bow their heads!
...
At the Great Wall of Demon Control, everyone’s expressions changed.
Li Chengru finally knew why Qingqiu and Zuo Sanzhi looked disgusted when he said that the Water Soft Sword was not as good as the Green Lotus. It turned out that the Green Lotus was actually the sword spirit of the Water Soft Sword!
Li Chengru's face was full of anxiety, and he was about to crush the space and go to rescue, but was stopped by Zuo Qiuliang:
"Have you started to care and become confused again?"
Of course Li Chengru knew the consequences of going this time, but he couldn't just watch his old brother's disciple, the young man who had been with him for five or six years, die, right? Li Chengru had no children, and he had already given up on Xu Qingmu.
, as if he were his own child, now facing such a crisis, how could he not be anxious?
Even though he was stopped, Li Chengru still struggled forward, but then Zuo Qiuliang's words completely calmed him down:
"Can you block a sword from the state of mind?"
Yes, this blow from the Water Soft Sword and Sword Spirit has completely reached the state of mind. Even if it goes away, what will happen?
It's just a dead soul under the sword.
That cynical Li Chengru, who came to the thirteen realms of land where he studied in this life, has aged countless times in just this moment. Looking at the white light in the light curtain again, the old man who was over fifty years old shed tears.
The cool breeze is blowing on the Great Wall of Demons, but the young man can't see that he single-handedly conquered ninety thousand miles with one sword.
So sad.
...
The moment the sword light swallowed Xu Qingmu, the young man seemed to hear the shouts of the people behind him.
Are they...alive? That's enough.
This life is worth it.
The consciousness slowly disappeared and was completely replaced by white light. The surrounding seven-inch hole also completely disappeared. There was no other color except white.
"Am I... still alive?"
Xu Qingmu stretched out his hand to look at the complete self, feeling a little relieved, but when he reached out to touch his face, he found that it had gone straight through his head.
"This is the space of consciousness."
There was a soft voice, Xu Qingmu turned around and saw a woman in green clothes, holding a lotus leaf, walking towards her.
"To be precise, it's my conscious space." The woman in green opened her lips lightly and walked up to Xu Qingmu before stopping with a smile: "Why did you risk your life to save those three people? You know, you ran away the first time,
I can definitely escape that sword energy."
Xu Qingmu sighed: "You can't escape."
The woman became interested and looked at the red birthmark on Xu Qingmu's left foot, the flower with red eyes that looked like blood dripping from it: "Why do you say that?"
"Even if you escape the sword in reality, you cannot escape the sword in your heart." Xu Qingmu looked at the woman in green: "I finally realized why the old beggar didn't drink the fifth bowl of wine and why he went to the Shengxian Terrace...
..."
Xu Qingmu looked a little forlornly and looked at the woman in green in front of him: "Girl, may I ask them, are they okay?"
Qing Yi shook his head: "No problem."
Xu Qingmu was a little happy, and suddenly remembered that the sword he had just struck seemed a bit handsome, and the smile on his face became wider: "Girl, did you see my grace just now? Am I handsome?"
Before Qing Yi could speak, the young man's expression became lonely again:
"Hey, it's a pity that she didn't see it."
The only regret is that Lin Xue did not enter the Qinglian space and did not have time to say "goodbye". Xu Qingmu murmured a little: "The girl doesn't know something. There is such a girl, she smiles...
"
Xu Qingmu suddenly raised his head: "When you smile... you look really good."
Xu Qingmu wanted to use the "eyes and eyebrows like mountains", but in the end he only said "very good-looking". In fact, these four words are very good.
Very beautiful? Very beautiful!
The girl in Tsing Yi holding the lotus leaf also laughed: "Do you still want to see her?"
"Think..."
Qing Yi suddenly became serious, and the smile on his face faded: "If one day, she and the billions of creatures in this country have to choose only one, what would you choose?"
The smile on the young man's face gradually disappeared, but before Xu Qingmu could speak, the woman's smile was as bright as a flower, extremely beautiful:
"Okay, I know the answer."
Then, the white light flourished again, and Xu Qingmu raised his hands to protect his eyes.
The voice of the woman in green gradually disappeared: "Xu Qingmu, we will meet again soon..."
When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were filled with red. When he regained his consciousness, he heard howls like a slaughtering pig. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the head of the Wang family was crying loudly with runny nose and tears, and beating his head from time to time.
Get off yourself.
"Why, why do you do this..."
Bai Qi was also crying beside him: "Brother, why are you so stupid..."
The little Mo Shang didn't seem to understand what death was. He just kept pulling his arm: "Dad, get up, it's so late. I got up to teach Mo Shang how to count his toes. This time, Mo Shang must learn hard.
..."
"Uh, you're holding me down..."
Wang Shuai seemed to be full of anger and shouted at Bai Qi: "What's wrong with holding you down? Your eldest brother is already dead..."
She leaned on Xu Qingmu again, like a shrew: "Why are you so stupid..."
This is really emotional!
Xu Qingmu said with difficulty: "I...I'm not dead..."
Wang Shuai's crying stopped suddenly, and snot dripped out of his nose, swaying left and right in the air, as if it was about to drip at any moment.
Looking at Xu Qingmu lying on the ground with sword wounds all over his body, Wang Shuai was a little unconvinced and quickly wiped his nose with the back of his hand: "Xu Qingmu, you... you are not dead...?"
"
Xu Qingmu coughed hard: "If you use more force, I will really die."
Wang Shuai was overjoyed, he was really not dead!
Bai Qi was also full of surprise, great, their eldest brother is not dead!
The two hurriedly found a soft straw bed, and Wang Shuai took out a thick bed of cloth from nearby, carefully spread it under Xu Qingmu, and helped him lie down.
The young man vomited out the blood in his mouth and coughed twice.
Xiao Moshang was standing next to him. Perhaps he saw Xu Qingmu covered in blood, which was a little scary. He wrinkled his nose unconsciously, took Xu Qingmu's hand and shouted: "Daddy..."
Xu Qingmu wanted to raise his hand to touch Mo Shang's head, but his arm was completely broken. After struggling for a few times, there was only heartbreaking pain. At that moment, Xu Qingmu said softly: "It's okay, daddy is okay."
Bai Qi, the snake demon boy who did not eat fireworks from the world, also helped Wang Shuai and brought the hot water himself.
While Wang Shuai wiped the blood from Xu Qingmu's face, he kept talking, cursing heaven and earth, and even Fu Xiansheng was scolded a few times. Wang Shuai didn't know why he was scolding, he just felt happy inside, what happened to the two scoldings?
?The last sentence was quite true. It was about his father. He said that he was not good at life. How come the first two children he had were idiots!
Listening to the chatter of the person in front of him, Xu Qingmu was a little worried: "Will Qinglian attack again?"
Wang Shuai looked up and continued to curse: "How dare it! Damn it, it hurt you so badly!"
An extremely small sword energy suddenly struck Wang Shuai.
"ah--"
Wang Shuai, who was about to help Xu Qingmu wipe his face again, flew out and hit the wall, shaking out a cloud of dust.
"he-"
Before he finished his sentence, Wang Shuai glanced at Qinglian again, no longer as unruly as before: "I'm sorry!"
...
Li Chengru, who had been crying secretly on the Great Wall of Demons, suddenly became happy. Looking at Xu Qingmu who came to life again in the light curtain, this old man kicked Fu Xiansheng hard, rolled up his sleeves and wiped his face with all his strength, and started again
He put on a smile. Under Fu Xiansheng's angry eyes, the old man laughed loudly:
"I kicked you for your senior brother Song Zihan!"