Chapter 169: A knife to life, three-way siege

"If you can break my guardian sword, you will be able to see the third sword."

A faint voice slowly floated out.

Qi Lianhua sat cross-legged in the air.

I don't know when my eyes closed.

The exposed skin is as white as if transparent.

At a glance, you can clearly see the flesh and bones beneath the skin.

His eyes were tightly closed and his breathing was intermittent.

Even within sight, the blood in the blood vessels visible under the pale skin had stopped flowing.

No one would think that this is a living person at first glance.

But if there were any martial artists, even grandmasters, here, they would probably feel a chill in their hearts upon seeing Qi Lianhua for the first time.

There was no aura revealed on Qi Lianhua's body.

But at first glance, everyone will have an illusion.

It seemed as if something terrible was awakening.

Gao Changsheng's eyes were also always on Qi Lianhua.

At this moment, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose and a smile appeared on his face.

"it is good."

There was no long speech, just a gentle shout.

The next second, Gao Changsheng suddenly raised the sword in his hand.

The thunder in the sky suddenly disappeared as if it was suppressed.

But only seconds later.

The terrifying sea of ​​thunder that made people's scalps tingle appeared again.

If the original thunder tide is the water flow blocked in the center by the dam.

At this time, the dam that blocked the water flow has completely disappeared.

An endless sea of ​​thunder poured down.

The rumbling roar shook the sky and the earth.

Gao Changsheng's figure had disappeared from the spot at some point.

When he appeared again, he was already standing on the terrible thunder wave.

"Beiliang? Hehe."

Gao Changsheng chuckled.

At this time, the huge city of Beiliang above Qi Lianhua's head was still floating.

Moreover, with the influx of Qi Lianhua's true energy and blood, the illusory city became larger and more solid.

Even if there were people from Beiliang here at this moment, I'm afraid they might not be able to really tell the truth from the false.

Because every brick, every blade of grass, and every tree in the sky are exactly the same as the real Beiliang City.

Even the figures that flashed on the city wall, inside the city wall, and even outside the city wall were real people in Beiliang.

Either farmers, merchants, or soldiers.

This magical scene of transformation from virtual to real is undoubtedly surprising.

But the aura emanating from the huge city at this moment was even more shocking.

The city was shaking, constantly emitting a suffocating pressure.

Even the shadows of the soldiers on the top of the city walls revealed the murderous aura of the military formation.

In front of the city, the huge cold knife made of ice and snow still stood there, like a natural moat, blocking everything ahead.

It was at this moment that Qi Lianhua, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

The bright red blood vessels that were previously visible under the skin had now completely disappeared.

At this time, Qi Lianhua no longer looked like a human being.

It's like a human skin that can move and emit breath.

And at the same time changes were occurring in Qi Lianhua.

The huge city in the sky also changed in an instant.

In the center of the city, a beautiful mountain suddenly rises.

If there were people from Beiliang here, the first thing they would exclaim would be: Qingliang Mountain.

As we all know, Liangzhou, the old nest of Beiliang, was built around mountains, and in the center of Liangzhou is a mountain called Qingliang Mountain.

And this is no ordinary mountain.

On Qingliang Mountain is the most important place in Beiliang, the Beiliang Palace.

In other words, Qingliang Mountain is actually the palace of the Northern Liang King and also the symbol of Northern Liang.

At this time, in the sky, the mountain range rising from the center of the city was none other than the Qingliang Mountain of Beiliang.

The moment Qingliang Mountain rose up, the figures inside and outside the city, which had originally seemed vague, suddenly became solid.

The next second, countless figures in the city, including soldiers and civilians, drew their swords at the same time.

Of course, due to the size, the specific shapes of many blades are not clear.

But from the outline, it can still be recognized.

Those swords that had been shrunk countless times were actually exactly the same as the snow sword standing in front of them, which was the Beiliang Sword.

"Om."

And with this change.

The already huge cool knife also increased in size again.

With the loud sound of the sword, the blade soared into the sky.

Like a pillar of heaven, it rushed straight up to the ninth heaven.

And above the huge blade was Gao Changsheng, who was rolling over on the endless thunder waves.

The blade was raised high, and the fierce murderous intent was directed directly at him.

It was obvious that this powerful blow was aimed at him.

Gao Changsheng looked up and smiled.

There was no intention of dodging at all.

The next second, the sea of ​​thunder under his feet roared again and also surged up.

It pressed down like the sky, facing the blade that rose into the sky.

And at the moment when Lei Hai and Liang Dao collided.

Gao Changsheng did indeed suddenly step out, and like a flash, he flew a hundred meters.

At this moment, below him was the huge city that was quietly floating, and below the city was Qi Lianhua who was sitting cross-legged.

"Beiliang, well, considering that you struck twice, I will grant it one strike."

Gao Changsheng stood high in the sky, looking down at the people and the city below with a faint smile.

The next second, the blade in his hand slowly rose up.

And at the moment when Gao Changsheng raised his knife.

The city below shook violently.

A vast aura suddenly appeared on the main peak of Qingliang Mountain in the center of the city.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the shadow of a gigantic white python.

Just at the moment when the white python appeared.

In the real Beiliang City in the distant area, Xu Xiao, who was sitting in the Tingchao Pavilion, was inexplicably shocked and suddenly looked up in the direction of Daming.

"What a great sword armor, you evolved Beiliang with your sword power of faith, and even forced out the luck by you."

“Although it seems plausible and not substantial, it is indeed amazing that it can be achieved like this.”

Gao Changsheng opened his mouth in praise.

The floating white python represents the destiny of Beiliang.

Qi Lianhua's identity in Beiliang was at best just a knife that did dirty and tiring work, and he did not hold any position in Beiliang.

Naturally, he could not mobilize Beiliang's fortune.

But the Beiliang City that the other party had evolved before was too similar.

Moreover, the artistic conception it reveals is extremely consistent with Beiliang.

It is precisely for this reason that it aroused the resonance of Beiliang's destiny.

Of course, the white python in front of us, like this city, can only be regarded as a projection of the real Beiliang, not the true destiny of Beiliang.

But the essence of both parties is actually the same.

This is also the reason why Gao Changsheng praised it.

Being able to achieve this with the knife in his hand, Qi Lianhua truly deserves the word "amazing".

"I have long heard that Beiliang's destiny is the white python. I originally thought that I would be able to see it on Qingliang Peak one day, but I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to see it here today."

"well."

Gao Changsheng smiled lightly.

“Although Beiliang’s luck has not yet transformed into a dragon, it is close to becoming a dragon, so it is not a disgrace.”

"Moreover, your two sword moves today really made this general's eyes light up."

"Reciprocity is reciprocated."

"I will give you this knife as a gift."

"It's not only a gift to you, but also to Beiliang and Xu Xiao."

The laughter fell softly.

Hearing this, Qi Lianhua raised his head with difficulty.

And the moment he looked up.

A blade light flashed across the sky and suddenly rose up.

At this moment, the entire world was occupied by this sword.

"God will strike with lightning to slay the real dragon."

At the moment the knife fell, Gao Changsheng's calm voice also sounded at the same time.

"Thorn."

A huge tearing sound was heard instantly.

The shadow of the white python above the city began to roll violently, creating ripples in space.

Although it was just a phantom, but the moment the knife light appeared, a hint of fear seemed to be seen in the pupils of the white python.

"hiss……"

As the knife flashed, the white python tumbled and let out painful roars.

Qi Lianhua saw all of this clearly, but he did not make any expression, not even the slightest fluctuation on his face.

But at this moment.

Xu Xiao, who was far away in the Tingchao Pavilion, suddenly stood up, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he stared into the distance.

At that moment just now, he felt the sudden shock of Beiliang's luck.

Of course, this shock actually did not have much impact on Beiliang.

But he unconsciously developed an extremely bad premonition in his heart.

Because at the moment when his luck was shaken, he vaguely felt a sharp and domineering aura.

And this breath...

Compared to Xu Xiao's worries and concerns.

Qi Lianhua, one of the protagonists at the center of the battle, did not respond at all.

The boundless sea of ​​thunder shattered the cold sword, and the shocking thunder sword cut down the white python.

He seemed totally unmoved by all this.

He just watched helplessly as the city of swordsmanship that he had evolved with all his inner energy and blood was broken one by one by Gao Changsheng.

If it were any other fight, if one party reacted like this, it would only mean that he had given up resistance and was willing to admit defeat.

But this obviously does not fit the current situation. At this moment, the two sides are not simply fighting a simple martial arts competition, but a real life-and-death fight.

And look at Lianhua's previous two strikes.

One sword kills the Dharma image, and one sword cuts off the essence and blood.

This is a completely life-or-death fighting style, and it's even a fight for one's life.

In this situation, how could Qi Lianhua give up resistance?

Unless he has no strength left.

But clearly, no.

Perhaps on the surface, Qi Lianhua at this moment is no different from a dead person.

But any expert with a slightly keen sense could feel the unusual aura of Qi Lianhua at this moment.

That feeling is like the last glimmer of life before death.

But it's more like a sublimation.

It is a sublimation that comes from the soul level and completely sees through life and death.

"Click, click."

That's the time.

The city in the sky had begun to crack, and the huge white python was cut in half by the sword light.

The ice and snow in the sky had completely disappeared, leaving only the surging thunder.

That's when.

Qi Lianhua, who was originally sitting upright, suddenly stood up.

With him as the center, the entire space around him was completely shattered into powder at this moment.

No words were spoken, no sound was made.

Qi Lianhua took a step forward calmly.

After one step.

Qi Lianhua just disappeared on the spot.

This is not some kind of light body technique.

Instead, it disappeared, from beginning to end, completely disappearing between heaven and earth.

In the sky, half of the city image remained.

There was even some residual image left after the first slash.

At this moment, everything disappeared.

That feeling.

It was as if everything about Qi Lianhua, including his body, his breath, and even the traces he left during this time, disappeared at this moment.

At the moment when all the images disappeared.

A broken knife suddenly appeared.

Then, he slashed directly at Gao Changsheng in the air.

So far.

Qi Lianhua has already made three strikes.

A sword armor represents the past, and a Beiliang represents the present.

Every knife strikes the target with a force that shakes the earth and makes one gasp.

Even Gao Changsheng exclaimed in praise several times in a row.

But this last sword was also the sword of life that burned everything of Qi Lianhua.

But there was no movement like the previous two knives.

No vision, no explanation.

Just appeared so calmly and then attacked.

Moreover, compared with the breathtaking ice-cold knife before, the last one that appeared was actually a rusty and broken knife.

Comparing the two, I'm afraid anyone who sees it will inevitably feel a sense of disparity.

But if there were any masters above the Grand Master level here, his face would probably change instantly when he saw this knife.

Only masters of that level can sense the horror of this sword.

The blade flew across the sky.

No breath was revealed.

It seemed as if all the murderous intent and all the sharpness were completely locked in the blade.

Moreover, the speed of the knife light was extremely astonishing.

The broken knife appeared in the previous moment, and in the next moment, it had passed through layers of void and came directly in front of Gao Changsheng.

That's when.

The originally ordinary Broken Sword completely exploded.

The murderous aura that was so terrifying to the extreme burst out like a tide.

The cold edge pointed straight at Gao Changsheng's head.

Gao Changsheng smiled lightly and calmly grasped the knife in his hand.

But it is this moment.

The void on the left and right was suddenly torn apart.

Two terrible attacks were launched at the same time.

Attacking from the left was a strong bloody aura, while from the right was a sharp edge that seemed both real and unreal.

With just a quick glance, one can tell that these must be two extremely terrifying grand masters.

Plus Qi Lianhua's fatal blow.

For a moment, Gao Changsheng was instantly surrounded by three masters.

Just as Qi Lianhua drew his sword one after another, fully revealing the last rays of his life.

On the other side, at the top of Guangming Peak, a terrible battle was also taking place.

At this moment, Guangmingding was no longer as neat as before.

All I could see was ruins.

The originally magnificent building had long been reduced to dust in the aftermath of the battle between the grandmasters.

The original masters of both the righteous and evil factions had already retreated to the distant jungle.

But at this time, no one paid attention to the situation in the field, not even the owner of this place, the Ming Cult.

Everyone's eyes were on the battle in the air.

At this time, the battle between Huang Yaoshi and Xiao Qianjue had reached a fever pitch.

Both sides used almost all their skills.

One side used the Great Treason Heart-Slaying Palm, and the other side used the Falling Flowers Divine Sword Palm.

One side uses the Ruyi Magic Hand, and the other side uses the Orchid Finger Hand.

One side slashed out with the Shura World-Destroying Sword, and the other side quickly responded with the Jade Xiao Sword.

Palm techniques, weapons, finger techniques and even light skills and hidden weapons and so on.

Of course, the aftermath of a battle at the grandmaster level can only be described as horrific.

In fact, up to now, many people from both the righteous and evil sides have fallen under the overflowing energy of the two.

But on the other hand.

A battle between two grandmasters.

Especially at this moment, the two people in the field were competing in various aspects.

For the warriors in the field, this is a martial arts feast that is rare in a lifetime.

Even someone like Master Miejue, who had already regarded the two people above as demons, was unconsciously immersed in the fight.

Perhaps the only one who was worried in the field was Yang Xiao.

Although the two were evenly matched at this time, everyone knew it.

Huang Yaoshi will definitely be at a disadvantage.

Of course, with their eyesight, they definitely can't tell who is stronger between the two.

This disadvantage does not mean that Huang Yaoshi is weaker than Xiao Qianjue.

But it was Ba Siba who was always sitting next to him.

In this situation, how could Yang Xiao not be worried?

Not to mention the relationship between him and Huang Yaoshi.

Just one point is that Huang Yaoshi is now the only hope for him and his Ming Cult brothers to escape from the crisis.

But sometimes, that's how things are in the world. Sometimes, the more you fear something, the more likely it will come.

Just when Yang Xiao was full of worry.

Bashiba, who had been sitting upright in the air, suddenly moved.

The dazzling golden light appeared again.

A breath of air diffused out.

With Bashiba as the center, the surrounding space suddenly began to distort.

Anyone who takes a quick look at it will instinctively feel dizzy.

It felt like there was a force that was pulling everyone into a strange space.

Seeing this scene, Huang Yaoshi, who was originally fighting with Xiao Qianjue, also changed his expression and retreated instantly.

The roaring green waves behind him instantly surrounded him.

The breath flowing from Bashiba's body at this time was not the true qi of a warrior, but the spiritual power that Bashiba specialized in.

This is a power that is completely different from a warrior's true qi.

Although Huang Yaoshi was not afraid of Ba Siba, he was not willing to confront such a force casually.

If you are not careful, you will be pulled into the spiritual world by the other party, and then you will be using your weakness to attack the other party's strength.

Especially at this time there was Xiao Qianjue next to him.

"Humph."

When Xiao Qianjue saw Bashiba suddenly attack, he immediately let out a dissatisfied snort.

However, he did not attack the other party.

Instead, he quickly turned to Huang Yaoshi.

As he moved, a black wave rolled over and pressed towards Huang Yaoshi's Dharma image.

Bashiba was not far behind either. A golden aura emanated from his body and entangled Huang Yaoshi like a thorn in his flesh.

Just a moment.

The situation on the field suddenly changed, and the two great masters attacked at the same time and began to besiege Huang Yaoshi.

Without any surprise, Huang Yaoshi was instantly at a disadvantage.

Everyone in the Ming Cult, even some quick-witted people from the righteous sect, all changed their expressions instantly.

"Haha, two Mongolians came into the Ming Dynasty so openly. Are you trying to bully us because there is no one in the Ming Dynasty martial arts world?"

At this moment, a cold snort suddenly rang out.

Everyone in the field turned their heads at the same time.

Then, cries of surprise were heard from the Ming Cult formation.

"Daisy?"

"Purple-shirted Dragon King!"

Two figures slowly walked out from the distance.

In the front was a man wearing a mask and looking arrogant; his face could not be seen.

But behind him stood a woman dressed in purple with an extraordinary beauty.

This person was none other than Daiqisi, the Purple-Robed Dragon King who had betrayed his religion that year.

(End of this chapter)