Facing Su Wuxing's seemingly indifferent question, Yue Cangqiong said with unabated force: "Whether you want to take action or not is one thing. Your Excellency always wants to live in harmony, but it's too beautiful. www [~] You saved me before
After defeating General Long, this time he stopped me from moving forward, so if the Xinghe Sect issued a kill order to me, is it necessary to wait for it to be cut?"
Su Wuxing sighed: "Ice King came to me before and said he wanted to be a lobbyist for you, but unfortunately, the good thing was ruined by General Long's men. This time, the elders didn't even leave any room.
Okay, is this profound way really going to be overturned?"
"Zui Xian, some things are so simple. Either he dies or I die. You claim to see through everything, but in fact you are escaping from reality." Yue Cang Qiong gradually realized that Su Wu Xing's original intention seemed to have something hidden, and he began to think about it.
To convince the other party, "I'll tell you a huge secret. My ancestors were shocked and silenced."
The ancestors of the sect are currently running an unprecedented undertaking in the heavenly realm. Once this is successful, it will break any original restrictions in the three realms of heaven, earth and man. By then, sectarian opinions and racial discrimination will no longer exist.
, and this is exactly why Xinghe Sect is trying so hard to kill them."
"Because they don't want me to go to heaven, join my ancestors, and complete the great cause of Jingji Sect. So, Zuixian, if you really understand the great rights and wrongs, you should know how to choose?"
But Su Wuxing shook his head and said: "It's okay to confuse those young and impulsive young people with your words. I, Su Wuxing, have seen too much right and wrong. I have also experienced great wealth and wealth. It is the most miserable thing in the world."
I have suffered it too, so what if I let you succeed? If everything will return to its original shape after a hundred years, why would there be so many storms and countless disasters?"
"Zui Xian, I absolutely cannot agree with what you say. If you are afraid of sacrifice and just let this world sink, that would be a great misfortune. It is precisely the continuous prosperity and ups and downs between the three realms that can continue. If it really continues
If we continue to maintain the status quo, I'm afraid the disaster will only be greater."
Yue Cangqiong categorically rejected it. His journey along the way has relied on his passion. Even though there are only a few people who agree with it, Yue Cangqiong will never give up easily. He just goes on like this. (·~)
It was so outrageous that everyone, even the enemies who hated him to the core, had to bow their heads and say a word of submission to him.
Otherwise, Yue Cangqiong feels that his life has been in vain.
Seeing that he was still in this posture, Su Wuxing finally stood up helplessly and said: "It seems that we can't communicate with each other anymore, so we can only compare our means. It's just that you have the confidence to defeat my wine."
The divine realm of Zhong Qian Kun?”
Yue Cangqiong sneered and said: "Just because I can't break it for the time being doesn't mean that I can't do anything for the rest of my life. You probably don't understand my abilities yet. The divine realm I have trained can not only devour other people's divine realms, but can even imitate them. Let's
You can also try to compare your drinking capacity."
Having said this, he suddenly brought out a jar of fine wine from the Zizhu Divine Bead, and drank it down for himself. Then, with the help of the wine, he suddenly swayed like splashing ink, turning the wine in his body into a continuous smell of alcohol.
Integrated into his own divine realm.
Yue Cang Qiong gave him a way to return the favor, and also created a special drunkenness in front of Su Wuxing. As the fragrant smell of wine spread to Su Wuxing's body, he
He couldn't help but sniffed intoxicatedly: "Good wine, at least thirty years old. If you weren't fighting, you would be a good drinking partner."
"How about you try my newly learned wine power?" Yue Cangqiong was unceremonious, applied what he had learned, and tentatively attacked Su Wuxing with all the wine power.
The wine bubbles controlled by both parties collided with each other, making an extremely gorgeous breaking sound, and then each other felt the powerful alcohol passed on by the other. It was such a lingering, bone-deep feeling that people couldn't help but forget everything and think about it.
Get drunk and fall asleep.
Yue Cangqiong imitated the opponent's trick in such a short period of time, and he was also taking risks. After all, the drunkenness he had condensed was not exactly the same as that of his opponent.[~]
Su Wuxing was indeed a veteran in drinking, and he felt this very quickly, but he seemed to intend to test the realm of Yue Cang Qiong, and he actually calmly immersed himself in the other party's drunkenness, and walked with a set of steps with ease.
Yue Cangqiong's eyes moved. This was quite different from Su Wuxing's previous approach. It seemed to imply some mysterious artistic conception. He immediately activated his divine realm, accelerated his exploration of the other party's mysteries, and then tried to learn from Su Wuxing.
moves.
Seeing the two of them there, they were like drunkards fighting each other, stumbling and drinking at each other. At one time, they were throwing the wine bottle across the sky, and at the other time, Su Wuxing was ejecting his own wine glass with wine.
Within a moment, there were more than a dozen wine bottles and glasses gathered in the air, clinking against each other and making sweet sounds.
Someone in the distance couldn't help but clapped their hands and said: "Good work, Jiu Xian, your unique trick of the Eight Immortals of Drunkenness is really rare in the world. Do you want to compete with me, Han Ye, for a few tricks?"
But they saw a man carrying two swords on his back, quietly appearing nearby, looking at the two of them with burning eyes. It was the Taibai Sword Immortal Han Ye.
Yue Cangqiong frowned, Han Ye had always been a low-key person, why was he so impulsive now and wanted to interfere in the competition between the two? He immediately sent a message secretly and said: "Han Ye, please don't interfere, Zuixian and I are about to have a fair duel."
Unexpectedly, He and Han Ye ignored him at all. Instead, he raised the Yin and Yang swords behind his back without any warning, and angrily slashed at Su Wuxing. The two powerful sword shadows instantly cut through the densely packed body of Su Wuxing.
The lingering rain and wine from Zhou Dynasty penetrated directly into Su Wuxing's body.
But in front of Zuixian's special divine realm, the sword light of the Yin and Yang swords was still forced to stay between him and Yue Cangqiong. Then his expression changed and he said: "Han Ye, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you so violent?"
There was no expression on Han Ye's face. He controlled the yin and yang swords with both hands, constantly boosting his power. At the same time, he reminded Yue Cangqiong: "Cangqiong, if you don't act quickly, you can't miss the opportunity."
Yue Cang Qiong looked at the strange sword light flowing on the yin and yang swords. Suddenly, he moved his palm to split his own divine domain, and a clone flew out from behind, rushed straight in front of Han Ye and punched him to the ground.
Han Ye let out a muffled roar. Before he could fight back, the clone had already pressed down on Han Ye's face and pushed him away several feet. Then, his fists rained down on him: "I hate people interfering in my business the most in my life."
, Han Ye, you have committed a big taboo."
As the stormy fists landed on Han Ye one after another, Han Ye did not dodge. The seal slowly condensed in his palm, and suddenly a thin line appeared, and with a pop, it pierced the left palm of the Yue Cang Qiong clone.
, with only a trace of special energy, the clone had to pull away and jump aside. Looking at the ever-expanding hole in his palm, he exclaimed in surprise: "You are not Han Ye at all."
I saw Han Ye still had wounds on his face. What was exposed was not human flesh and blood, but refined wood. This was actually a dummy imitated by a puppet. Yue Cang Qiong noticed all this and suddenly understood that this was a human being.
Secretly trying to drive a wedge between them.
But the fake Han Ye suddenly got into trouble, shooting out more than a dozen silver threads as thin as gossamers from his body, wrapping around the clone that crossed the sky, and instantly split the clone into countless afterimages and disappeared.
Yue Cangqiong's true self couldn't help but be surprised and said: "Who has such a method? Brother Su, it seems that you and I are going to be plotted here, so why don't we each take advantage of it, so as not to be taken advantage of by others."
Su Wuxing said helplessly: "Terror is not that easy anymore. These two swords of yin and yang happen to be my nemesis of the Eight Drunken Immortals. I have no way to stop now."
While he was speaking, the fake Han Ye once again flew towards Yue Cangqiong's back, flashing countless silver threads in his hand and trying to stab Yue Cangqiong, giving him a fatal blow.
Yue Cangqiong secretly sneered. He didn't expect that someone would plot against him today. However, he was protected by body-protecting aura and golden armor. He really wanted to see if the other party could break his own power with this free blow.
Seeing that the puppet was about to succeed with one blow, countless black shadows flew in the air, and after a few swipes, three of the puppet's fingers were cut off and fell to the ground. Then someone shouted: "Han Ye, don't be so arrogant, I'm with you."
Sikong Chen will not let you get hurt by Yue Cang Qiong."
But Sikong Chen arrived quietly and came to the rescue.
Seeing the situation, the puppet Han Ye did not turn around, but turned his head behind his back, opened his mouth and said: "Things without eyes dare to come looking for death." Suddenly he shook his left arm, and the severed finger that fell on the ground was suddenly caught by a silver thread.
He pulled it up and flew straight towards Sikong Chen's face.
Sikong Chen shouted, a curved scimitar appeared in his palm, and he slashed it twice on the severed finger. It was immediately broken into countless pieces, but the silver thread in it was still unbroken, and he continued to attack.
Sikong Chen came over.
Fortunately, he dodged in time, dodging left and right, almost passing by the silver wire with his body, but suddenly abandoned the silver wire, bullied the puppet Han Ye, and violently stuffed a firearm into his mouth.
The puppet Han Ye desperately tried to spit out the firearm, but Sikong Chen fired more than a dozen rounds of hidden weapons, and a circle of date nails nailed his mouth to death. Unable to spit it out, the large gun exploded with a bang.
head.
In an instant, the puppet shook a few times, and finally fell to the ground. Sikong Chen stepped forward and stepped on the opponent's body, making sure that it could no longer resist, and then came over and said: "Really, why did a fake Han appear out of nowhere?"
Ye, I said there was something wrong with this guy as soon as he came here."
Yue Cangqiong hurriedly said: "Sikong, please stop complaining. Su Wuxing and I are at a critical moment. We should quickly find a way to help us out."
Su Wuxing said: "I'm afraid there's no way around this. There's only one person who can save the siege at this moment, and that's the puppet master Su Mo. The fake Yin and Yang Swords and Han Ye are all his masterpieces. I just didn't expect him to actually
They will deal with me behind my back."
Yue Cangqiong said: "So you came here to be a lobbyist, but unfortunately you were bitten back. This is easy to handle. Sikongchen, you stay here to protect the law. By the way, tell the others to come over quickly. I'll be there as soon as I can."
He immediately separated into a powerful clone and flew straight to the Shenbing Pavilion in front of him.
Sikong Chen, who stayed in the same place, looked at his disappearing back, but a discordant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He drew out his machete and approached Su Wuxing and the two of them and said, "Zui Xian, tell me, is this called surrendering to death?"