Chapter 186

Chapter 186

"My name is unknown? If this city has me, then it will be famous!" This was Qiao Mu's answer. His whole body was filled with qi and blood, and his fighting spirit was high:

"The dead martyrs have no names, so it is up to me to make them famous. Blood and tears will not be shed in vain. If they are not included in the history books of Great Yan, it will be the fault of the history books of Great Yan. I will add a few strokes myself!"

Taoist Qingzhuo frowned slightly.

He also didn't expect that not only was Jian Banxian's heart as strong as iron, but even the veteran of the Qiao family next to him, who was obviously the only one left, also had a high fighting spirit.

And this is not the only weird thing.

He had almost destroyed half of the city. Such a large battle would also consume a lot of mana. It was okay to destroy the city and kill people to establish power.

The key is that he has never seen even half of the soldiers and civilians hiding in the city.

But at this moment, his heart suddenly moved, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly.

"I finally understand." He smiled:

"Half of this city has been destroyed, and I haven't even seen a single person. Where did I think I was hiding?"

"No wonder you seem nervous but have high morale. It turns out that I am a veteran and have done something in vain."

The old man in the sky smiled slightly and suddenly turned his head.

With his slightly squinted old eyes, his sight passed through a long distance and landed on the earthen fort hidden by the sand dunes outside the city.

"I found you..."

Taoist Qingzhuo's body suddenly turned into rainbow light and came suddenly. He pinched a spell in his hand, and the invisible wind turned into a sharp blade and slashed through the earthen castle covered on the mound. The entire ceiling was lifted. The howling wind poured in outside.

Qiao Mu was shocked.

"Old thief Qingzhuo, you won't even think about it even if I die -" The old man in the library held Shicheng in his hand and wanted to say something, but old Taoist Qingzhuo ignored him.

But with a flash of light, the old man Wu Ku flew out, and the stone city in his hand finally fell into the hands of Taoist Qingzhuo.

"You don't practice the Great Way of Immortality, but you are distracted by practicing such small skills..." Qingzhuo Taoist snorted coldly.

At this moment, Stone City is in the palm of his hand. From the perspective of the old people in Stone City, it seems as if a tall god standing tall above the sky appears above them and takes them into his palm.

But then Qiao Mu also arrived.

"The demon is disintegrated!"

"Violent Blood Technique!"

"Red Moon Blood Burning Technique!"

His body seemed to blend into the strong wind and he was already running wildly. At the critical moment when Qingzhuo Taoist held the stone city in his hand, he was surprisingly calm in his heart.

The Heaven-Zhanping Sword Drawing Technique is a divine sword-refining technique that does not focus on moves and movements, but on divine will.

If you want to kill the sky, kill me first.

How to kill oneself, how to put all the energy and energy in one sword, how to give everything you have.

For this sword move created by the martial arts leader Jian Banxian, the most important thing is... a spirit and a heart.

Rather than the qi and blood accumulated over the years or the internal energy accumulated.

The moment Qingzhuo Taoist held the stone city in his hand, he had clearly seen the emotions and intentions in his heart.

This sword is not just for death.

There is little point in dying for the sake of dying, just to move yourself.

"This sword is not for death, but to end the blood and tears of this city, so that the disabled old women and children in this city can find a smooth way to live!" Qiao Mu held the stone sword in his hand, his eyes wide open, and the blood in his body was almost boiling. During the year, the mighty force surged into the hand of the stone sword like a river.

The stone sword in his hand trembled violently, and Sword Exorcist's heart was also ups and downs at this time.

The sword-banished immortal is not a good person in the worldly sense.

He lived a wild life, passing through thousands of flowers. He gathered all the flowers but left none in his heart. He did not care about worldly etiquette and ethics. Moral laws could not restrain his words and deeds. He was indifferent to the world's slander and praise.

I am the greatest in the world, so I don't care if he is imprisoned in a cage in the isolated city by Elder Qingzhuo, because this will not endanger his life.

But even so, he still has humanity.

For the first twenty-nine years, he watched the fire from across the shore, but in the last year, he came to this shore because of his brother Lu Yanbei.

Being on this shore, the fire he sees is not only a distant light, but also a warm warmth.

Several generations of the Qiao family have been like this.

The Sword Exiled Immortal's heart is as cold as iron, and he always avoids such people.

But even the moss growing in the dark and damp corner of the wall will eventually face the sun.

Do you really think that he is some kind of fool, and that you can exchange him for a lifetime of swordsmanship, the skill of slashing the sky and drawing the sword, with just a simple Fangzhongshu?

"You and I are two people, and we have to use the Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique to have a chance to unite our hearts and minds, and this time..." The Sword Exiled Immortal said quietly:

"I laughed so hard. After a lifetime of wandering, before I died, I became the pedantic and upright person I despised in the past..."

In the stone city in the hands of Elder Qingzhuo, there are people who can make him voluntarily turn his mortal body into a sword and fight to the death...

Blood was pouring out from hundreds of wounds on Qiao Mu's body, but he ignored it and allowed the energy that surged like a sea tide to flow in continuously for hundreds of years, and the blood seemed to be absorbed by the stone sword that looked like a living creature. .

"If there are no predecessors who shed their lives and blood, how can future generations carry forward the past and open up the future?"

"The predecessors have passed away, so it will be up to me to die. I am willing to open up a smooth way for the elderly in this city to live!"

"The Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique!"

This is a generation of sword-killing immortals who have stood at the top of martial arts decades ago, coupled with hundreds of years of pure martial arts skills that ordinary Qiao Mu will never be able to match in his lifetime.

The sword comes out!

A blazing sword light shot up into the sky. The color was obviously as rich as blood, but it also seemed to be a blood-colored light, illuminating the dim sky for a moment.

The blood-colored light tore through the wind and sand, tearing apart the dark clouds covering the sky, and instantly swallowed up the Qingzhuo Taoist standing in the wind.

The bloody sword light continued to surge into the sky.

The heavy clouds broke through a huge hole, and the void above the clouds shook violently like water waves, and then shattered like a spider web, and the entire desert echoed with a clear cracking sound.

There was blood at the corner of the old man's mouth, and he grabbed the falling stone in his hand.

A ray of sunlight fell on his face, and he looked up at the sky.

The howling wind gradually died down.

The yellow sand that swept across the sky began to fall, falling on the ground like raindrops and hail, making a thunderous sound.

Only half of the isolated city was left collapsed by the wind and sand. The dusk sunlight spilled down like blood and fell on the ruins.

The setting sun condenses like a huge blood clot on the sky. Although this is the setting sun, it is still the sun.

The old soldiers looked up at the sunset on the horizon, their bodies trembling slightly, their lips murmuring for a long time, but they couldn't say a word.

What shocked them was not that the storm had passed, but the sky after the storm.

Under the setting sun, at the end of their sight, at the horizon where the yellow sand meets the sky, they suddenly saw a... pass?

"Is that the imperial palace's Anxi Pass?"

"Can we see the Anxi Pass in the outside world? The illusion formation of the Immortal Sect has failed?"

"Can we go out?"

Captain Hai and others' eyes widened, but there were no tears of excitement.

All the blood and tears have been drained in these forty years, but they did not shed any tears.

The next moment they suddenly thought of it, and quickly turned back to look in the direction of Gucheng.

Before the ruins of the wall, Qiao Mu had lost all breath, and the skin all over his body was chapped and bleeding. A dim stone sword was stuck diagonally on the ground next to it.

"This sword is actually not for killing the enemy, because even if the enemy is killed, there will be successors from the nine immortal sects. If all the elders of the immortal sects are here, then the leader of the Dao Sect will definitely be alarmed..." Storyteller Clairvoyance Let out a long sigh:

"So this sword is not for killing the enemy, but for us to survive..."

Is this the first old man from the Qiao family who has died in battle that he has seen in the isolated city?

Just when he was sighing, there was another flash of rainbow light.

Taoist Qingzhuo's face was as golden as paper. He looked down at the ruined trees that had exhausted their strength and died, and then looked at the large hole in the sky between the clouds, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Chapter 215 Two Hundred Years Old (5k

The sun sets in the west.

Captain Hai and other veterans looked at the Anxi Pass on the edge of the desert in the distance, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

"Really coming out? We can see the passes of Kyushu outside."

"The Immortal Defeating Army really did it. It's just that another Immortal Defeating Army has died on the battlefield."

"The Immortal-Destroying Army is real, and Dayan's Immortal-Destroying Army really did it!"

"But what is Kyushu like outside now?"

"Go home, you can go home----------"

Thousands of thoughts surged through the minds of the veterans, and no one spoke for a while.

I thought it was a disaster, that forty years of blood and tears would end today, but I didn't expect that two people would forcibly open up a way out...

"Don't be too happy too early. Is Taoist Qingzhuo from Dao Dao Sect still there?" Qiao Xiaoming covered his head and reminded in a low voice.

Qiao Mu is dead. As Qiao Mu's flesh and blood clone, he is equivalent to one of Qiao Mu's puppets. When the puppeteer who controls the puppet dies, he should die with him.

But Qiao Mu had left a piece of flesh and blood sprout on the corpse before. Even if the deity is dead, although this piece of flesh sprout is already rootless duckweed, with this little strength, it can still sustain it for a while.

Being betrayed by Qiao Xiaoming in this way, everyone put away their joy.

Qiao Mu has died in the battle, and the stone sword transformed from the sword to the immortal has no movement, no brilliance, and a dead silence.

But Taoist Qingzhuo is still alive, but his face is as golden as paper and he seems to be in poor condition.

After seeing the current situation clearly, Captain Hai and others' expressions became solemn again.

The Immortal Sect's grand formation has been opened wide, and this desert can no longer be an obstacle to them. As long as they are given a little time, they can naturally get out of this desert easily.

But they didn't have time because Elder Qingzhuo was still there.

The long night that has shrouded the lonely city for forty years has passed, and now there is the first light of dawn.

But the dawn is far away in the horizon, and they can only look at it from a distance. The Qingzhuo Elder in front of them is still a mountain that they cannot overcome.

Not to mention Elder Qingzhuo, even if there is another Dao Ni, now that Jian Banxian and Qiao Mu have disappeared, the three hundred injured old soldiers are unable to resist.

"Everyone, it's time for me to wait for the bloody battle. Kyushu is close at hand!"

Captain Hai clenched his fists and said passionately.

These old soldiers are all the remnants of forty years of bloody battles. Even if there is a Taoist Qingzhuo still alive, they will naturally not surrender at this moment.

The earthen fortress has been overturned by Taoist Qingzhuo's spell just now, and the veterans regrouped and drew their swords.

It was good that they didn't move, but when they moved, Taoist Qingzhuo, who had been quietly watching Qiao Mu's body, looked up and his attention was attracted.

"The mantis's arm is like a cart..." Taoist Qingzhuo snorted coldly, but just after he finished speaking, his face turned green. He subconsciously glanced at the dead Qiao Mu corpse and the stone sword next to the corpse.

He just said that the veteran of the Qiao family was blocking the car with a mantis arm. As a result, his car was almost overturned by the mantis arm, which really made him a little scared.

"Lu Yannan is truly an outstanding figure from Kyushu. It's just that his talents were used in the wrong place, which is a pity."

The more amazing the performance of Sword Banishing Immortal, the more pity Taoist Qingzhuo felt.

In his opinion, the Sword Banished Immortal has always been the seed of the Sword Immortal who has taken the wrong path. Although he has talent, his structure is limited and he is limited by ordinary things, which leads to his current ending.

"And the veteran named Qiao is indeed a bit extraordinary." Taoist Qingzhuo's face was like gold paper. His Taoist foundation had been damaged by the sword just now, and his condition was not good at this time.

But even so, as an elder of the Immortal Sect who is capable of destroying a city, he is not something that injured veterans like Captain Hai can touch.

The combination of Sword Banished Immortal and Qiao Mu, one person and one sword, glowed with a light that even Elder Qingzhuo could not understand, but Elder Qingzhuo also knew in his heart...

This matter can be one and the other.

Elder Qingzhuo still has a certain understanding of mortal martial arts. Whether it is the performance of Sword Banishing Immortal or Qiao Mu, they have surpassed his knowledge.

Therefore, such people are naturally very few in the entire Kyushu.

Guided by the Sword Banishing Immortal, the two of them worked together to perform the Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique, which was originally a killing move that would never come back.

But now that Qiao Mu is dead and the sword-banished immortal has lost his voice, which mortal can stop him?