Qin Hui walked towards the Gate of Life and Death. At this moment, he was full of doubts because the system had never made any mistakes. This time he actually replaced the Evil Emperor instead of Wuming, which means that something must have happened.

"Hmph, first, today's things are not over. I see how long you can hide!" Looking at Qin Hui who was entering the Life and Death Gate, the Pig Emperor shouted helplessly, because the three big words "The Life and Death Gate" made him have no intention of stepping forward.

"System, what's going on!" Qin Hui walked towards the cave step by step, and finally came to the secret room where she appeared. She closed the door and sat quietly on the stone platform, looking at the bright red blood pool with the word "magic" under the stone platform.

"This is a trap. Space fragments are not in the storm. Space fragments have stayed here. Then he left his breath and broke out and blocked the space barrier here, making me mistakenly think it is really here."

Listening to the metal sound of the system, Qin Hui sighed, because this would have to go through more trouble.

"What's wrong with the identity of the Evil Emperor? Didn't you say that you would replace Wuming!"

"Sorry, there is a lot of space turbulence in the space here. It not only prevents me from starting the ability to search again, but also disrupts my normal program."

“How long will it take to wait…”

"I don't know, but as long as the space turbulence subsides, I will immediately activate the shuttle function. The Rubik's Cube can stop me once, but it cannot stop me the second time. You must know that although it masters the space, it is just a fragment, one-fifth of the fragment. But we have mastered four-fifths of the fragment of the Rubik's Cube."

"Wait! I hate waiting!" Qin Hui showed an impatient look on her face. She originally thought that this was the final stage and she could go home after finding the fifth Rubik's Cube fragment, but she didn't expect to start over.

"I suggest that the host can go outside. This world is the world of high martial arts. Many powerful people's ideas and martial arts have the possibility of breaking the void."

"Broken void!"

Qin Hui murmured softly, and as he said that energy suddenly rose by his side, disturbing the calm space around him, making it look like shattered glass around his body.

The sound of shattering is constantly coming from the surface of the calm space. Compared with Harry Potter's world, the amount of space is broken this time is much smaller, and it is not as good as a spider web.

Qin Hui's strength is stronger than in Harry Potter's world, and the solidification level of this space is much higher than that in Harry Potter's world.

Only when the space in one world is strong can the characters in this world be stronger. Because more energy can be gathered in a powerful space, the energy between these worlds can make people's strength progress faster. If nothing unexpected happens, the comprehensive strength of the characters in this space will be stronger than that of Harry Potter's world. And in the movie version, the strength of many characters also well illustrates this point.

"The sword saint with the soul, the Wuming of the Heavenly Sword Intent, the Wuming of Maha's Infinite Fengyun, the Xiongba of the Three-point Guiyuan, Xu Fu, Wu Wudi, Twelve panic, Xiao Sanxiao! Well, it's a bit interesting!"

Qin Hui thought of the countless masters in the wind and clouds, and nodded silently, then suddenly stood up and rushed toward the secret room.

There are countless masters. Since you are here, let's have fun. Qin Hui herself can't wait to fight with these martial arts masters.

The Pig Emperor stood on the iron chain outside the gate of Life and Death, carrying the big knife on his shoulder, and turned around in the direction he came. At this moment, a gray figure flew out of the gate of Life and Death, which scared the Pig Emperor.

"The eyes are not red, nor are they brown like tigers! Well, first of all, I'm not obsessed with the devil!"

Looking at the flying figure Pig Emperor, looking at it quickly. After seeing that the evil emperor was not possessed by the devil at this time, Pig Emperor laughed, raised the big sword in his hand and went up to meet it.

"First, fight me quickly!" The Pig Emperor raised his big knife, stepped on the iron chain, and his body soared into the sky, and rushed towards Qin Hui.

"And..." Looking at the Pig Emperor rushing towards him, Qin Hui pulled out the Seven-Star Sword behind him and slashed at the Pig Emperor.

"Ding..." The Pig Emperor raised his sword and greeted him. With the sound of ding, he felt a huge force coming from the sword, causing the Pig Emperor to retreat faster than when he flew.

"What a lot of strength, what have you eaten recently? Why have you been so strong?" The Pig Emperor looked surprised and stepped back seven or eight steps on the iron chain before stopping the force coming from the blade.

"Get a trick..." Qin Hui carried the sword behind her back and said coldly.

"Damn it, dare to underestimate me, the method of creating swords and swords..."

The Pig Emperor raised the big sword in his hand, and his feet were as fast as the breeze. He rose and fell and chopped towards Qin Hui's head.

The Pig Emperor's big sword slashed from top to bottom. Looking at this ordinary sword technique, Qin Hui took a step back without hesitation, and the sword in her hand suddenly stabbed forward.

"Look at the knife..." Seeing Qin Hui retreating, the Pig Emperor laughed, twisted his fat body and avoided the tip of the sword stabbed by Qin Hui at a strange angle. The big knife in his hand was changed to a sharp knife, and he slashed at Qin Hui's neck.

"Ding..." Qin Hui retracted the sword in her hand, blocking her body, and collided with the blade that the Pig Emperor slashed.

"No moves or tricks, so quick change of moves. If you want to be on the same strength as me, I will be really tired of dealing with it!"

Qin Hui looked at the blade that was shining in front of her and said to the Pig Emperor with a smile.

The Pig Emperor's Creation Sword is originally without moves and styles. If it is necessary to explain it, it is like the sword demon's Dugu Nine Swords, which emphasizes intention rather than moves themselves.

The big sword in the Pig Emperor's hand was towards Qin Hui again and again, and he didn't respond to every move, and it seemed like he had a temporary intention.

Qin Hui also practiced with the Pig Emperor with great interest, suppressing her strength and always kept at the right level with the Pig Emperor. Although the Pig Emperor had a quicker strike, he was always like catching the moon in the water. He saw that he could win, but he always returned in vain every time.

"No more fighting, no more fighting!" After slashing out with a knife, the Pig Emperor retreated repeatedly, resisted his big sword on his shoulder, and waved his hands repeatedly.

"It's so tiring to fight with you. If this continues, my old pig must lose a few kilograms of meat. It's not worth it, not worth it!"

The Pig Emperor's head was shaking like a rattle. As the head shaking, the fat on his face trembled, looking full of funny.

Looking at the cheerful Pig Emperor in front of him, this was the first time Qin Hui looked at him.

The Pig Emperor looked like he was only 40 or 50 years old last year, wearing a red robe, with a fat body, and looking like a panda.

Qin Hui looked at the Pig Emperor, and the Pig Emperor also looked at Qin Hui in front of him, and after a while, he said, "First, have you suppressed your demonic nature? I think your spirit is very different from last time, and your strength seems to be much higher. Although you were better than me in the past, today you are like a master who feeds his disciples, you can't do it!"

"The world of great struggle is coming. If I don't have enough strength, then I will miss this feast of wealthy families!" Qin Hui sorted out the memory of the evil emperor given to her by the system, closed her eyes and said softly.

"A world of great struggle! What does it mean? With your and my strength, is there anyone else who can step on us under your feet?"

The Pig Emperor looked disbelief. You should know that although the Pig Emperor had a third surname, he was recognized as the third in the world when it comes to using a knife. In his opinion, even the famous domineering person now may not be able to get benefits from his own hands.

"I'm awake alone, I'll practice martial arts well, and I won't be alone in the future."

Qin Hui shook her head, then inserted the sword in her hand back behind her, and her body floated gently in the air, heading towards the opposite mountain, leaving behind a pig emperor full of confusion.

Qin Hui fell from the clouds to the bottom of the mountain, her gray robe fluttering, and her gray-white hair bun on her face was flowing like an immortal.

"The way of good and evil..." Qin Hui stood at the foot of the mountain and saw a stone tablet standing on the only road leading to the peak where he was. The stone tablet was full of traces of wind and rain. Judging from the memories from the system, the number one evil emperor he played was also in his seventies this year.

The most famous one in the right path, the most famous one in the evil emperor in the devil path.

Like Wuming, the Evil Emperor is also a master of the same generation as Wuming Sword Saint and others. Unlike their existence, the evil emperor is recognized as killing people like mahjong, and the evil way is prosperous.

However, the Evil Emperor is also a miserable person. If Qin Hui did not bring him in this time, the Evil Emperor would not be able to suppress his demonic nature and go crazy in a few years. After a lot of killing, he would be discouraged and sit in the gate of life and death forever without asking about the world.

The seclusion place where the Evil Emperor is located is located in a dangerous mountain peak in Hebei. The world where Xiongba is located is located in Leshan, Sichuan. The distance between them is not too far from Qin Hui's eyes, and it is worth a visit by yourself.

Of course, Qin Hui doesn't think Xiongba can fight with him now. If you want to fight, you have to wait a little longer. At least Xiongba is not good now. So Qin Hui's main task is to see Fengyun when she was a child, and the sword saint and Wuming.

Qin Hui accepted most of the memories of the Evil Emperor. After going down the mountain, he found a direction and flew up and headed straight for Xiongba's headquarter.

Qin Hui flew quickly into the air, her eyes staring at the scene that flashed by below.

This era is somewhat unclear, but the imperial power fell under the prosperity of the martial arts world. Although the emperor is still a high-ranking existence, the people below only know their location and who the head of the sect is, rather than caring about who the emperor is.

People in the martial arts world do not accept the discipline of the court, and they are the only ones in the local area. Although there are good and evil sects, whether it is the location of the righteous sect or the head of the evil sect, the lives of the people are still hard. As long as they do not have martial arts skills, they can only struggle at the bottom. If a person is not good, they will be implicated by the fighting martial arts world. At the very least, they will die on the spot, and at the end of the whole family will be destroyed.

The truth is on the side of the word "King". In this world, if you have a big fist, it means that it makes sense. Whether it is good or evil, good or evil, you have to speak with the sword in your hand.

Qin Hui flew quickly in the air. Sometimes when she was bored, she would rush to the road in an instant. Within half an hour, she browsed the scenery along the way and rushed to the bottom of Leshan.

Qin Hui stood tall and stood tall in the clouds, and at this moment, two people were standing quietly at the foot of Leshan, holding a sword in their hands.

"Sword Saint, I know you want to fight Xiongba, but I'm here to stop you this time!"

This is a man in a black robe and a hat, holding a sword in his hand, with the word "hero" engraved on the sword.

"Wu Ming, I want to compete with Xiongba this time, either for the sake of Xu Ming or for the sake of profit, but just for the sake of a fight with the masters. If you don't want me to find Xiongba, you can, you can fight with me and let us, the Northern Sword Saint, Nan Wuming, have a better place."

Wuming was dressed in silver and gray-haired swordsman in front of him, and the swordsman was also holding a sword in his hand, with the word Wushuang engraved on the hilt of the sword.

"Sword Saint, I have been living in the countryside for many years. I am not here to compete with you this time!" Wuming shook his head and rejected the Sword Saint's proposal.

Listening to Wuming's statement, the Sword Saint smiled disdainfully and said sarcastically, "It's such a fart. Since you have retired, what are you doing with the hero sword in your hand? Wouldn't it be better to sank it into the bottom of the lake!"

"I have lived a lifetime. I have seen many hypocrites like you. If you think I can't go to find Xiongba, then fight me. After fighting with you, I will return to Wushuang City regardless of success or failure, and will no longer cause trouble for Xiongba within ten years!"

Wuming tightened the heroic sword in his hand and said nothing. This world is the world where warriors are supreme. People without swords in their hands can't move in a short time, let alone Wuming's retreat is just tired of the disputes in the world, not his own martial arts.

"Xiongba's martial arts are worse than you now. Today, the Xiahui is like a pillar in the Central Plains. If you destroy Xiongba, you will destroy the Tianxiahui. Once the Tianxiahui falls, you will definitely attack the world."

Wuming said little, as if he was sending him to the Sword Saint or as if he was sending him to himself.

"Swish..." The Sword Saint pulled out his unparalleled sword and shook his head and smiled. "It's useless to say more. Since you care about the world, then fight me in the last battle. Otherwise, I will never have the possibility of retreating..."

"Brother, we will give Tianxiahui wine today. They won't make things difficult for us! You must know that Tianxiahui is not something we can afford. If they don't give them any money, what will we do!"

Just when the sword was tense, two brothers were pushing a cart of wine and walking towards Leshan from the small path, obviously a vendor who provided supplies to the world club.

"Brother, you don't know anything. Brother, I'm so eager for the world to give you no money!" The man who looked stronger shook his head and said without any worries.

"Brother, why is this!"

"You think, if the world will not give us any money, then our winery will be able to do business under the banner of the world. No one will give us three points of face at that time!"

"That guy has short hands and a soft mouth! Big brother is really good at doing business!"

The two Chinese characters looked at each other and then they both laughed.

"Sword Saint, you and I are both masters of swords. Isn't it boring to compare swords like this?" Wuming looked at the two brothers who were slowly walking towards him, turned to the sword Saint for a moment and said to him after thinking about it.

"How do you want to compare?" The Sword Saint frowned slightly and then stretched out again. Because Wuming said this, it proved that he was willing to compete with himself in swords.

Ring pointed to the two brothers who came over, and after thinking about it, he said, "We each control one person, and use these two brothers who only know some superficial martial arts to prove our sword skills!"

"Okay, but since this is your idea, I have to choose first!"

The Sword Saint inserted the unparalleled sword in his hand under his feet, then put his hands behind his back, and a blue light turned into a phantom exactly the same as the Sword Saint, and without saying a word, he threw it into the body that was obviously stronger than the brother.

"Brother is strong and brother is smart. I'll see if you can beat me!" Unlike the sword saint's method of distributing spirits, Wuming sat cross-legged, holding his heroic sword in both hands, and his eyes were on the sword behind the brother.

The sword behind the brother suddenly flew up and landed in the hands of the somewhat at a loss. It was an unknown method of using the sword to control people.

"Swish...swish..."
To be continued...