Chapter five hundred and fortieth chapters of one person(1/2)
As his thoughts flew, the charming woman, the ghost slave and others had already forced Mu Jiuge to a dead end. He saw that ghost shadows were shaking from front, back and forth, and evil and vicious magical powers had surrounded him layer by layer, like a spider web, surrounding him and killing trapped beasts. Mu Jiuge was suppressed, as if he could not even lift a sword. In an instant, at least seven or eight magical treasures fell towards him.
"broken……"
Fang Gui, who was not far away, was already nervous when he saw this scene: "What are this stupid master thinking?"
I knew in my heart that Mu Jiuge was facing the Zun Mansion at this time, perhaps to prove something, so Fang Gui thought in his heart that maybe he still has some trump cards in his hand and cannot win without paying it, but how could he think that he looked majestic and did not take the people of the Zun Mansion seriously. But in fact, after fighting, there were only these six swords, and he was not his opponent at all.
I felt extremely nervous and hatred again: "It's far worse than the sect leader and uncle..."
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"What's wrong with that sword? Are you going to die here?"
"Is it really that my Yaochi Kingdom..."
When a group of monks from Yaochi Kingdom saw this scene, they felt like falling into an ice kiln, and their bodies were cold.
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"Is this really a dead chess?"
In the other direction, the chess disciples in the chess palace were also dumbfounded and looked surprised.
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"Mu...Mr. He..."
Further away, in the Yuzhen Palace of Yaochi Country, the seriously injured Mo Cang Lao Xiu was still worried about the situation in Yaochi Country. He insisted on climbing to the top of the Yuzhen Palace and looked at the battle in the northeast from afar. Even though Mu Jiuge said in front of him that he did not take the life or death of Yaochi Country to heart, at this time, he was the only one who was counting on, so Mo Cang Lao Xiu was also worried.
He had been looking forward to seeing Mu Jiuge's powerful scene, but he never expected that at first glance, Mu Jiuge was suppressed by endless Yin Feng, and was about to be taken away by the monsters in the priest's mansion, and he was shocked...
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"well……"
At this moment, I saw endless roaring wind, and it was falling towards me. The nearest fierce light was less than a finger away from my forehead. Mu Jiuge, who seemed to be immersed in his thoughts, suddenly sighed lowly. The Futu sword in his hand that seemed to have been suppressed by strange magical powers and could not even be lifted up suddenly became a dragon roar!
Zheng!
This sound was weak first and then strong, and instantly passed through the sky.
At the same time, he suddenly withdrew his sword and crossed his chest, as if he had retracted all the sword intents in the sky into the sword.
The next moment, the crescent sword energy evaporated from the sword.
The process was very fast. Almost everyone was looking at Mu Jiuge and looking at him as if he was about to be flooded by a group of ghost servants, he saw a rolling sword intent rising up, and then spread out loudly, illuminating the world in an instant. In front of the light, endless ghost energy was dispersed, and even the ghost servants who rushed to him were suddenly submerged in by the sword energy...
The moment the sword energy surged, they almost didn't even scream, and it melted like ice and snow.
The rolling sword energy even swept over like a white wave. After that, all the auras of ghosts and gods disappeared.
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"this……"
While rushing forward with concern, Fang Gui, who had run halfway through, suddenly stopped and looked forward stupidly.
Xiao Li'er also looked at this scene in surprise, grabbed Fang Gui's palm tightly, and shouted happily: "He's back..."
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"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the one who left his name in the chess palace..."
The man holding the chess palace saw this scene and his eyes widened, and he had just let out a breath of turbid air: "It's interesting!"
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"What is that?"
Mo Cang Lao Xiu looked at the sudden scene stupidly, and seemed to be confused.
"That sword is called "The law of all heavens cannot be obtained. The true meaning is originally in the human world!"
A murmuring sound suddenly sounded behind him. Mo Cang Lao Xiu turned around in shock and saw Fairy Yao who had arrived at the top of the peak at some point. She was staring at the snow-white sword energy spreading in the air with a dull look at the snow-white sword energy spreading in the air, as if she was drunk. She suddenly turned her head and looked at Mo Cang Lao Xiu and smiled, but the smile seemed very reluctant and not good-looking...
"That was what he realized because of me..."
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"How could it be?"
Kirishima Nanfeng was alarmed by the sword energy, looked down and her face changed drastically.
His face seemed to be a little distorted at this time, and more of it was unbelievable: "Impossible. He could only cut off the three swords when he could regain his sword's intent. But why, at this time, could he still use this sword?"
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"Only after I came back this time, I realized that the world was ridiculous and unreasonable!"
At this time, Mu Jiuge could produce the seventh sword, shaking the dark clouds all over the sky, but his steps seemed much lighter. He stepped on the void and walked straight towards the fierce god of a hundred feet. His face seemed a little crazy. Although he was still helpless, he was also dispelled by a bitter smile of self-deprecating: "I have been troubled by sorrow for a hundred years, and I have never been able to achieve the perfection of the Tao. I even abandoned my sword for a while, and the great way was covered with dust. Every day, I couldn't help myself, and I thought about it, but after a hundred years, I finally came back and finally saw her, but what did I see?"
"In the past century, she rescued the fairy spirit and cultivated herself into a powerful force with her. She supported the Yuzhen Palace with all her strength, and finally fulfilled her own wish and consolidated the foundation of the Yuzhen Palace. She did not even forget to help herself find a husband who suits her wishes..."
"And even though she saw my embarrassing look, she didn't care about it, she just wanted to let me leave as soon as possible!"
"For this reason, she burned the peach forest that I had been thinking about day and night..."
"It was only then that I realized that my path was my own business!"
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"Damn it!"
Seeing Mu Jiuge strode towards him, Kirishima Nanfeng suddenly changed her face. At this time, his hundred-foot ghost and god sacrifice was about to end. Every time he refined one more point of the evil spirit, his power surged. However, when he saw Mu Jiuge who had already used the seventh sword, he finally couldn't stand it anymore. He suddenly roared, and the surrounding mana flew rapidly, turning into a pair of big wings.
The big wings in the air stirred the void and turned into a black phoenix, covering the sky and the sun, and pounced downwards.
With the blessing of ghosts and gods, the sun and the moon cried, and the void seemed to have been torn apart.
This is his true strength as one of the three attendants under the Emperor's throne, Kirishima Nanfeng, and is close to the peak of the Nascent Soul.
Abandoning Emperor, he himself is one of the three biggest trump cards in the Zun Mansion!
At this time, he was not able to fight with Fairy Yao. At that time, he was like a cat playing with a mouse. He only thought of not wasting his power and suppressed the other party. But at this moment, he exerted all his strength in an instant, just trying to stop Mu Jiuge from getting closer...
Hurry!
The black phoenix wings cover the sky and the sun, and there is a magnificent meaning between the heaven and the earth.
"Since my way is hurt, it's just my business..."
At this time, Mu Jiuge looked up at the black phoenix that fell from the sky, as if descending with boundless darkness. However, his eyes gradually became as calm as water, and he whispered: "So everything else is just my own business, my ignorance when I first entered the world, my pride when I was traversing the east land, my sadness when I was lonely and I was in the back mountain of Taibai, and even my dreams for those three years..."
"It's all my business!"
He slowly lifted his sword, and there was a thread of sword intent on the sword: "Since it's my own business, it doesn't matter whether it's true or false!"
"In those three years, I realized the three swords in a row. Although it was because of her, the understanding was my understanding..."
"Even if the dream collapses, even if the world changes in color, even if the past is not the case, what I think is the true meaning of swordsmanship..."
"Senior brother kept saying that my second three swords were wrong..."
"Actually he was wrong!"
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This is the thought, and he has already stepped forward with his sword.
The black phoenix swooped down, and the world was in a darkness, as if the end of the world was coming to the world. But with the sword light roaring up, the sky and the earth suddenly shone brightly, as if endless peach blossoms were flying in the air. It was the intent of unintentional swords, which was clearly nothingness, but at this time, it showed a sense of joy, which was incompatible with the darkness brought by the black phoenix.
When others looked from a distance, they could only see strands of black mist colliding with peach blossoms and then melting. Even though the black phoenix power could tear apart the void, it could not tear the sword intent into peach blossoms, and instead collapsed inch by inch.
It is no longer like a battle, but it has a domain meaning.
Every peach blossom is a sword intent.
The endless peach blossoms intertwined, and suddenly turned into a dreamlike world.
Mu Jiuge was in the world, strode forward. Wherever he passed, the phoenix with its black wings collapsed inch by inch and turned into ashes. No matter how surging ghost energy was raging in all directions and tearing the void, there was no trace of it in front of him.
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To be continued...