Palace Master Qinglan looked at the elixir in his hand, and after listening to Ming Zhiyuan's words, he didn't know whether to believe what the alchemist said.
The battle below continues. More and more warriors and soldiers emerge from the collapse of the mountain range. On the city wall behind, Nine Flame Warriors also begin to leap out from various defenders to come to support.
Ming Zhiyuan was extremely anxious. There had been many casualties among the high-level warriors in the Jiuyan Continent below. The Lord of Qinglan Palace was still hesitant here.
His face was as dark as water, and he hurriedly said to Palace Master Qinglan: "If Palace Master doesn't believe it, then we can fight on our own."
Thousands of thoughts went through Palace Master Qinglan's mind in an instant, and all of them ended up being that at this point, it would be a dead end no matter what, so why not just give it a try?
He put the elixir into his mouth and swallowed it, breathing slightly. He didn't feel anything for a while, but Ming Zhiyuan had already ordered the handsome boy to fly down.
As the handsome boy dived again, the master of the Qinglan Palace jumped down. The handsome boy grabbed two warriors from the Qingji Continent with his claws, and flew high again. When he reached the high altitude, his front paws loosened and threw the two warriors down.
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But after this time, it didn't dare to catch the warriors again. After the two warriors were caught by it, they panicked for a while, and then stabbed its two claws with the long sword in their hands. Although they fell to death this time
The two warriors also had injuries on their claws.
Ming Zhiyuan saw that in the battle group below, under the instructions of Qing Emperor, the warriors of Qingji Continent slowly calmed down from the initial panic when they saw the monsters.
The warriors of Jiuyan and Qinglan Mansion were surrounded again.
Only a few Nine Flame warriors took the opportunity to leap onto the monsters, and they alternately dived and attacked from the air.
As soon as the Master of Qinglan Palace fell to the ground, he first chopped to death two or three Qingji warriors who were caught off guard, and then rushed straight towards Qing Emperor.
He had already felt that the breath in his Dantian was starting to move faster and faster. The familiar breath was much more majestic than usual, which made his whole person's aura much more majestic than usual.
He kept slashing with the big knife in his hand, his eyes fixed on Qing Emperor. Qing Emperor in front also noticed him. Seeing him rushing in his direction desperately, he instantly knew what he was thinking.
Qing Emperor was not afraid and ran towards the direction of the Lord of Qinglan Mansion. The two daggers in his hands were like flying flowers. As he walked along this road, countless warriors were stabbed by his daggers.
Finally, the two rushed together and cleared out all the warriors around them. A large open circle was revealed between the two.
The sword of Master Qinglan was dripping with blood, and even the hilts of Emperor Qing's two daggers were wet with blood.
The two of them looked at each other, as if no matter how hard the people around them fought, they had already left them, and they were the only ones facing each other in the whole world.
Suddenly, the master of Qinglan Palace shouted, strode towards Qing Emperor, held the sword in both hands and slashed at Qing Emperor's neck.
Qing Emperor held the two daggers backwards with both hands, blocked with one sword, and stabbed the Qing Lan Palace Master in the abdomen with the other sword.
The master of the Qinglan Palace struck down with his sword, but was blocked by the dagger. Then he slid towards the Qing Emperor's thrusting sword. After blocking the sword, he slashed upwards with the sword towards the Qing Emperor's face.
When Qingdi blocked the first sword, he felt something was wrong. The dagger in his hand almost fell out, and then the other sword was blocked by the big sword when it slid down. He felt even more that the strength of Qinglan Palace Master at this time exceeded him.
estimate.
With the power of the sword that was split open by Palace Master Qinglan, he took two steps back and avoided the upward thrust of Palace Master Qinglan. The two swords thrust out left and right again, stabbing Palace Master Qinglan in the chest.
The Lord of Qinglan Mansion drew a circle with his sword in front of him, directly blocking the two swords thrust by Qing Emperor. Then the sword immediately changed direction and struck towards Qing Emperor's face.
Qingdi hurriedly crossed his swords to block the sword, trying to block the force of the sword, but found that the sword of Master Qinglan seemed to be rooted in his crossed swords, and an almost irresistible force came from it.
The sword was passed up.
Qing Emperor had no choice but to take a few steps back, finally avoiding the force of the sword. Seeing that Master Qinglan did not stop, he raised his hands to the sword and struck him on the head again.
"Mou Kui, come and help me."
Qing Emperor shouted, and struck the sword diagonally with both swords, barely knocking the sword away a little. He immediately did not dare to confront the Master of Qinglan Palace, and began to use his body skills to deal with the Master of Qinglan Palace.
When the white-haired Mou Kui heard Qing Emperor's cry, he ran towards him desperately.
After a moment, Mou Kui rushed into the battle circle between the two men. Mou Kui also wielded a big sword. At this time, he and Qing Emperor besieged the master of Qinglan Palace.
The Qinglan Palace Master's aura in his dantian was getting stronger and stronger, and when he saw the two of them joining forces to attack him, he felt no fear in his heart.
He drew the sword quickly and retracted it even faster. A heavy sword was swung in his hand, causing the sound of wind and thunder to explode continuously.
Qing Emperor did not dare to touch the sword of Lord Qinglan with his dagger. Only Mou Kui could occasionally touch the sword with him, but after a few times, the long sword in Mou Kui's hand was chopped off.
Mou Kui was shocked and jumped back. Master Qinglan's sword struck at Qing Emperor again.
The two daggers in Qing Emperor's hands are not ordinary objects. Like the sword in the hands of Master Qinglan, they are also sharp swords passed down from more than ten thousand years ago.
Hearing the sound of clanking gold and iron, Qing Di could only stab the blade with his dagger to force Master Qinglan to change the direction of each of his swords, while he used his body skills to dodge left and right.
After Mou Kui took two steps back, he grabbed a big knife from a warrior's hand and threw himself into the circle of the two men again.
Seeing Mou Kui join the battle again, Emperor Qing deliberately gave up a little distance, and then took two diagonal steps to the right, just as the master of Qing Lan Palace turned around with his sword, and struck it directly on the blade of Mou Kui's sword, with a click.
The sword that Mou Kui had just snatched was split into two halves again.
Mou Kui saw that only half of the sword in his hand was left, but the sword from the master of Qinglan Palace was slashing towards his face with unabated force.
At the critical moment, Mou Kui roared loudly and fell straight backwards. Then he rolled on the ground with his hands and feet, and then he escaped this fatal knife.
After getting up from the ground, Mou Kui was shocked and frightened when he saw the Lord Qinglan fighting with the Qing Emperor again. He didn't know why the Lord Qinglan was so powerful?
Both he and Qing Emperor had underestimated him before, but when they looked again, blood was seeping out from the back of Palace Master Qinglan, and it couldn't help but flow down.
Mou Kui grabbed a long sword again and stabbed the master of Qinglan Palace in the back. This sword moved very quickly and was extremely powerful.
As if there were eyes growing on his back, the Master of Qinglan Mansion took several steps forward, forcing Qing Emperor to retreat continuously.
After dodging Mou Kui's sword, Lord Qinglan glanced at Mou Kui coldly, then rushed towards Qing Emperor and struck down the middle with his sword.
Qing Emperor couldn't help but retreat, almost retreating into the battle circle of other warriors.
At this time, a black shadow appeared in the sky, but it was Ming Zhiyuan and Liangzi who saw the opportunity to attack Qingdi.
Ming Zhiyuan jumped down, head down, holding a sword in both hands, and stabbed it towards Qingdi's head.
The moment his body fell, the handsome boy flapped his wings fiercely and lifted into the air again. However, he grabbed Ming Zhiyuan's legs with his back paws and flew high.
Qingdi noticed something was wrong on the top of his head and did not look up. He just lowered his body and took two steps to the side. Suddenly, a big knife struck him from the direction he jumped out.
As a last resort, Emperor Qing had no choice but to roll on the spot, and managed to avoid the sword. Before he could stand up, Master Qinglan shouted loudly, raised the sword above his head with both hands, and struck again with all his strength.
This sword came with such ferocity and speed that Qing Di could not avoid it, so he could only block it with both swords with all his strength, only to hear a pop.
Qingdi's swords were indeed blocked, but the Qinglan Palace Master cut down the entire blade, and Qingdi blocked the belly of the broadsword. The broadsword still pressed down hard with the front end, splitting Qingdi's head in two.
In an instant, the entire battlefield froze, and all the Qingji Continent warriors were shocked.
"Qing Emperor?"
"Ah, the emperor is dead."
"how come?"
...
Some Qingji warriors even cried.
The Jiuyan warriors did not care about the death of Qingdi. They seized this opportunity. Everyone's momentum rose. In just a few breaths, several more warriors from Qingji Continent were lying on the ground.
Palace Master Qinglan retracted his sword, walked up to Qing Emperor, kicked away his hands that were still holding the sword to block, and swung the sword down again, only to see a head that was barely connected, flying up into the distance.
fall.
At this moment, the Master of Qinglan Mansion had not had time to turn around and felt a pain in his back. He rushed forward and turned around to see that it was Mou Kui who was attacking again with a long sword in his hand.
Once Emperor Qing died, Mou Kui and Palace Master Qinglan no longer had to hide or hide from each other.
Mou Kui knew in his heart that if he didn't kill him while he was injured, he would be in trouble.
Palace Master Qinglan took a breath and felt the blood flowing rapidly on his back. Although the aura in his dantian was surging, the blood flow was too much, which also affected the performance of his strength.
At the moment when Qingdi died, he already had a vague understanding. If you give him a little more time, maybe he can achieve enlightenment.
Mou Kui's sword interrupted the connection with heaven and earth that had just occurred in his mind, and the sense of darkness disappeared immediately.
Palace Master Qinglan was anxious and angry, shouting wildly, "Old Mou Kui, you deserve to die for interrupting my enlightenment and enlightenment."
Mou Kui was surprised, feeling both happy and scared in his heart. What he was happy about was that killing could really prove the truth, but what he was afraid of was that the Master of Qinglan Palace in front of him was clearly only one step away from proving the truth. Now that Emperor Qing was gone, he was alone.
It's simply impossible to resist.
At this time, the battlefield was already in chaos.
Many warriors brought by Qing Emperor saw Qing Emperor being beheaded by the master of Qinglan Palace.
The warrior sergeants who were attacking the city in front were even more confused. No one went to attack the city again, and some of the soldiers even began to flee towards the mountains.
Baihua ordered people to shout continuously on the city wall, "Qing Emperor is dead, Qingji Continent has been defeated."
"The Qing Emperor is dead, and the Qingji Continent has been defeated."
"The Qing Emperor is dead, and the Qingji Continent has been defeated."
The shouts became louder and louder. Except for a few high-level warriors, many low-level warriors and soldiers began to run backwards.
Mou Kui was fighting with the master of Qinglan Mansion at this time. He was complaining in his heart. He finally blocked the opening and closing of the swords. He ignored the other warriors and ran to the rear. He shouted loudly as he ran: "
The Qing Emperor was killed by the rebellion of the Qing Lan Mansion, and all the Qing Ji warriors returned to the mountains to avenge the Qing Emperor."
His voice spread far away, and all the warriors in Qingji Continent, except for the warriors from Qinglan Mansion, began to retreat towards the exit of the mountain range.
Master Qinglan chased after him for a few steps with his sword in hand. When he saw Mou Kui running further and further away, he felt anxious and resentful in his heart, and he kept cursing at Mou Kui.
Ming Zhiyuan asked the handsome boy to rush down, and when he came to the top of the head of Palace Master Qinglan, he shouted: "Master Qinglan, come up, I will take you to chase him."
Palace Master Qinglan looked up, put a little more force on his feet, jumped into the air, and grabbed the handsome boy's back paws.
The handsome boy flapped his wings and flew towards Mou Kui at high speed. When he was above Mou Kui, the Master of Qinglan Palace let go of his hand and fell from the air.
When Mou Kui saw the Lord of Qinglan Palace chasing after him, he knew something was wrong and shouted loudly, "Han Qing'er, Lou Qian, if we don't work together now, are we going to wait until he kills you one by one?"
In the crowd, Han Qing'er and Lou Qian were not far apart. When they saw Qing Emperor being hacked to death by the Lord of Qinglan Palace, they didn't know what to do.
At this time, after hearing Mou Kui's shout, he finally calmed down and was able to think clearly.
If the master of Qinglan Palace kills Mou Kui, they will suffer disaster next.
It would be better to take advantage of this moment and join forces with the three of them to kill the master of Qinglan Palace. Maybe there is still a way to survive.
The two looked at each other and immediately ran towards Mou Kui.
Mou Kui glanced around and saw that he finally felt at ease. The long sword in his hand could not confront Palace Master Qinglan's sword head-on. He could only stab or pick to avoid the sword and attack Palace Master Qinglan.
When Han Qing'er and Lou Qian arrived, they saw that Han Qing'er was holding a piece of white ribbon in her hand. She shook her hand and the white ribbon flew towards the eyes of Master Qinglan like a white snake.
Palace Master Qinglan slashed at Mou Kui with a knife in one hand, quickly waved his hand in front of his eyes, grabbed the ribbon, and pulled Han Qing'er staggered, almost throwing herself into the arms of Palace Master Qinglan.
Fortunately, Han Qing'er saw that the silk ribbon was caught and let go in time when the strong force came through the ribbon. Otherwise, with this pounce, she would be sent to the arms of the master of Qinglan Mansion. He only needed to return with a knife to save her.
Take your own life.
Lou Qian had no weapons. He clenched his fists tightly like two giant sand bowls. He swung out his fists with a faint sound of wind and thunder, and struck the Lord Qinglan on the back.
The Master of Qinglan Mansion retracted the sword and made a slash behind his back. He only heard Lou Qian scream, and his fists were chopped off along with his arms by the sword and fell to the ground.
Mou Kui struck back in time, taking advantage of the fact that Palace Master Qinglan could not close his sword in time, and stabbed Palace Master Qinglan in the chest with his sword. Palace Master Qinglan took a step back, and Mou Kui quickly extended the sword with more force.
Palace Master Qinglan could no longer avoid it, and was immediately struck by the sword in the chest. He roared angrily, then retracted the sword and struck down on Mou Kui's head.
Lou Qian's arms were broken and he was rolling on the ground screaming. Han Qing'er didn't have a sharp weapon in his hand, so he picked up Lou Qian's two broken arms and threw them at the head of the Qinglan Palace Master.
The master of Qinglan Palace was hit with a sword in the chest, but the sword did not penetrate deeply. When the sword struck Mou Kui, he leaned forward and kicked Han Qing'er.
Han Qing'er smashed Lou Qian's two severed arms out, and moved very quickly, hiding behind Mou Kui. Then he took out a piece of silk from nowhere and brought it with him. While the master of Qinglan Mansion's sword was stabbed by the long sword in Mou Kui's hand,
When the back of the knife swings away.
The silk ribbon rolled towards Master Qinglan's neck again.
Palace Master Qinglan couldn't avoid it, and his neck was caught by the silk ribbon. He hurriedly pulled the ribbon with one hand, and Han Qing'er immediately let go.
Mou Kui stabbed the master of Qinglan Palace in the chest with his sword again.
The master of Qinglan Palace shouted loudly and struck back with his sword. This time, Mou Kui couldn't draw the sword in time, and he cut the sword in pieces.
Mou Kui held half of the sword in his hand, and when he saw the master of Qinglan unwinding the silk ribbon around his neck, he continued to slash towards his face with the sword.
Mou Kui made up his mind, held half of the sword in both hands, lowered his body, and rushed towards the master of Qinglan Palace.
There was only a pop sound, and Mou Kui's whole body and the sword in his hand rushed towards the master of Qinglan Palace. The master of Qinglan Palace shouted, retracting the sword, turning the handle of the knife in one direction in his hand, and slashed Mou Kui into two with his backhand.
Half.
Mou Kui didn't even have time to scream. He fell from Master Qinglan to the ground. His whole body spread out on both sides, and blood flowed out from the internal organs in his abdomen. This Martial Lord who had been hidden for many years died an extremely tragic death.
Mou Kui fell to his death, and saw the hilt of a sword stuck in the chest of Lord Qinglan.
His face turned pale, he put his long knife on the ground and managed to stand. When he saw Mou Kui dead, the unexplained feeling of being connected with heaven and earth came to him again.
At this time, the clouds in the sky suddenly began to disperse. The originally blue sky gradually became transparent. The clouds dispersed faster and faster. Everyone looked up to the sky and saw that the sky above was getting darker and darker.
The further away you go, the surrounding clouds scatter in all directions.
There was a rumbling sound in the sky, as if something was trying to break the sky.
Master Qinglan also looked up at the depths of the sky, and vaguely saw a black thing beating continuously at the highest point. With that beating, he heard a loud rumbling sound like a drum.
On the entire battlefield at the border of Qingji, the fleeing people stopped, and those who were still fighting also stopped. Everyone looked up at the high point of the dome with the hole.
After Han Qing'er turned around and escaped for a while, she couldn't help but look up at the sky.
"He's going to preach."
Han Qing'er murmured to herself.
Ming Zhiyuan stood on the handsome boy and looked up at the depths of the sky that were like holes. He also saw a small black dot there, beating constantly, as if it was attacking the barrier of heaven and earth.
The rumbling sound became louder and louder.
In the heart and mind of Lord Qinglan, the feeling of connection between heaven and earth became even stronger.
But the broken sword on his heart began to cut off his breath, and he could no longer connect the breath to his dantian. The sword on his chest really penetrated too deep.
He also felt that the enlightenment was right in front of him. He only needed to swing his sword towards the sky, towards the sky, and swing the strongest sword in his life to open the barrier where the black dot jumped.
Unfortunately, he tried several times and could no longer lift the sword in his hand.
Palace Master Qinglan just raised his head, looking into the depths of the sky, watching the black dot keep jumping, listening to the rumbling sound, and two lines of blood and tears shed from the corners of his eyes.
Slowly, the black spot became smaller and smaller, became more and more blurred, and beat slower and slower. Then, there was no more sound, the black spot disappeared, and the clouds began to gather again at the dome.
The sky slowly returned to a mixture of blue and white, and finally the entire sky returned to its previous appearance.
The master of Qinglan Palace still held the long sword in his hand and looked up at the sky.