Gu Chenzi's sleeve ripped, and Bai Xingyi vomited a mouthful of blood.
The intertwining of energies stirred up wind and waves, and only when people's vision was able to penetrate the wind and rain did they realize that the person on the saintess's back was already standing to the right of Gu Chenzi.
powerful.
That's really impressive.
The strongest blow only destroys half of the opponent's sleeve, but the price paid is blood.
The difference between fifth and first place may not seem like much, but it can often be worlds apart.
"Just stay in the Northern Region and be a good Holy Maiden. Why are you trying to stand out?" Gu Chenzi looked at him coldly.
Bai Xingyi wiped the blood from the corner of his lips: "Take this life if you dare."
"Aren't you going to move aside?"
"No."
The tension was palpable. Just as Gu Chenzi was considering whether to kill him with a single blow or drain his life force, a swordsman arrived from the south.
The swordsman was unkempt, with a scruffy beard, and at this critical moment, he was drunk, carrying a wine jug in one hand.
"Another one sent to their death."
Gu Chenzi looked at his tattered clothes and broken wine pot, and saw that he carried a long, wide, black sword on his back. He laughed and said, "The number one swordsman in the world?"
The term "wind and flow knife" refers to speed.
A swift blade cuts through the breeze and severs flowing water, its power even greater.
Why have you come here?
"Noisy".
The swordsman threw away his wine jug, which hung high in the treetops.
The Holy Maiden of the Northern Region attacked him from the left and right.
Fighting simultaneously against the fourth and fifth ranked masters in the world, Gu Chenzi only advanced and never retreated, becoming more and more courageous with each battle.
Yao Chenzi rushed to the Liuyun Hunting Grounds on the emperor's orders.
With a canopy over their heads, the chief eunuch brought Ji Ying a chair, and the two, mistress and servant, sat down next to Wei Pingxi.
"His Majesty……"
Ji Ying raised her hand: "Watch the game quietly."
Yao Chenzi shut up.
The stench of blood was even stronger in the wind and rain.
The power of the Old Ancestor of Suspended Yin exceeded everyone's imagination. He broke the sword of the world's number one, and the longsword of the world's number five, Bai Xingyi, shattered.
"Who else dares to come? Bring it on! I'll keep you company to the very end!"
A group of beggars, wielding bamboo canes, formed a battle formation to beat the dog. Feng Liu Dao slammed his hand on the ground and flew up, using the broken blade to take the head of Gu Chen Zi. Bai Xing Yi drew the soft sword from his waist and fought fiercely against the evil spirit!
Amidst the sounds of wind, rain, and fighting, the sound of a zither suddenly appeared.
The woman walking with her eyes closed was three miles away, and the sound of her zither transformed into a murderous aura that rushed straight to Gu Chenzi's spiritual platform!
"Piano Demon!"
The fifth, fourth, and third-ranked figures in the world gathered here, while Gu Chenzi, his mind focused and his face ashen, remained calm.
The Demon of the Qin is a renowned figure, her name containing the word "demon." It is said that she is only a hair's breadth away from being the second best in the world. Her greatest skill is sonic power. As soon as she starts playing a note, she locks in with deadly intent. At best, it will cause people to lose their minds and go mad; at worst, it will sever their meridians and kill them instantly.
The "Musical Demon" is both a person and a sect, with the sect's lineage passed down through a single master.
Those who were not strong-willed were inevitably affected, but fortunately, the Demon Qin's killing intent was only directed at Gu Chenzi.
When masters clash, innocent bystanders suffer the consequences, and ministers fall into comas one after another.
"How is Your Majesty feeling?"
Ji Ying, with her resolute character, remained unaffected: "It's alright."
Yang Ruo breathed a sigh of relief.
Amidst the fierce wind and torrential rain, the Qin Demon, carrying his zither, walked and played as he went.
Her delicate hands plucked the strings, and the sound waves surged like a tide.
Gu Chenzi's eyes were bloodshot: "So noisy!"
With a shout, his aura surged, indicating that he had been holding back and was now unleashing his full power.
She initially used six-tenths of her strength to fight against Bai Xingyi, Feng Liudao, and the twelve eight-bag elders. Now, her combat power has surged to ten percent, and the fifteen people fighting against her have each unleashed their best skills.
The duel between the world's top masters is beyond the reach of others; in fact, if they get too close, the gale-force winds can tear a piece of flesh from a person's face.
The king retreated three paces.
After Wei Pingxi was moved to a safe place by Yang Ruo, his aura rose so quickly in just a quarter of an hour that it was as if he had taken a super tonic pill.
Gu Chenzi's outer garment was torn, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Her expression was frenzied: "Fine, fine, I'll take her life first!"
"Oh no!" Yao Chenzi exclaimed in alarm.
Feng Liudao fell to the ground, Bai Xingyi was seriously injured, and the twelve eight-bag elders were deathly pale. Qin Mo suddenly plucked the strings of his zither—
Driven mad by the carnage, Gu Chenzi, his clothes stained with blood, casually slapped the air and shouted, "Get lost!"
She shattered the invisible sound waves with a single palm strike, breaking a string on the zither and emitting a buzzing sound.
"Die!"
In the blink of an eye, a hand lightly pushed aside the person who was engrossed in cultivation.
Gu Chenzi's offensive stopped.
It was only because the chief eunuch of the emperor was blocking her way.
In this vast world, almost everything that could withstand Gu Chenzi's furious attack is here.
Looking at the refined, fair-skinned eunuch, she suddenly awoke with a start: "Sword...man!"
He is indeed a eunuch, and also Jian Chongxiao, who ranks second on the list of masters.
Also known as "Sword Man".
At this moment, Yang Ruo used his own body as a sword to block Gu Chenzi's fierce attack.
Take advantage of her illness and kill her!
Yang Ruo raised her hand.
His body is his sword, and his fingers are also his sword.
He doesn't make a move for twenty years, but when he does, it's his strongest strike.
At this very moment, the Qin Demon, who still had the strength to fight, aided with the sound of his zither. Yang Ruo pointed a finger, and the energy of his finger was also sword energy, severing one of Gu Chenzi's arms!
This was the third trial that Ji Ying had prepared for the Old Ancestor Xuan Yin.
"What a fine swordsman!"
After saying this, Gu Chenzi stood still and did not move.
The wind and rain were dark and gloomy.
"Is she dead?" Ji Ying asked.
Yang Ruo's expression was grave: "Your Majesty, she..."
"The Art of Immortality?! Retreat—"
Yao Chenzi's voice cracked from shouting.
At the critical moment of life and death, the Old Ancestor of Suspended Yin used his unparalleled martial arts talent to cultivate the final level of the Longevity Technique, and in an instant absorbed the blood essence of twelve elders with eight bags each!
Wei Pingxi suddenly opened his eyes and entered the eighth level of 'Asking the Azure Sky'!
Longsword drawn!
To stop Gu Chenzi from practicing evil magic.
The eight elders, their blood and energy depleted, collapsed to the ground in a daze.
Fortunately, they were not in mortal danger, but unfortunately, half of their power was absorbed by Gu Chenzi!
"You're finally awake." Gu Chenzi had lost an arm, but his complexion was fine, and he looked radiant.
"Are you tired?" Wei Pingxi asked.
The female Taoist priest with flowing long hair across from her slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and glanced at her left arm, which was no longer bleeding: "A little."
The opponents were all famous figures on the list of masters. After fighting for half an hour, Ji Ying was only "a little tired." Ji Ying's pupils shrank slightly.
Wei Pingxi invited his friends, all of whom were wounded, to buy time and wear down Gu Chenzi, not to kill them.
She bowed to the Qin Demon, the Romantic Blade, the Holy Maiden of the Northern Region, the Eight-Bag Elder, and Yang Ruo one by one.
Although Yang Ruo was Chongxiao, the second-best swordsman in the world, he acknowledged Ji Ying as his master and dared not bow to her, so he stepped aside to avoid her.
"Xi Xi," Ji Ying called out.
Wei Pingxi's throat moved slightly, and the word "Father Emperor" rolled in her heart. She turned around resolutely: "Ancestor Xuanyin, I'll deal with you."
Gu Chenzi flicked his finger, wiping away the water droplets on his fingertip: "Alright, how does Fourth Miss want to die?"
...
Outside the tent, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning took turns battling it out. Yu Zhi anxiously held the jade rabbit, whose arrogant expression resembled someone.
Yan Xiu closed her eyes and concentrated half an hour ago, her heart overflowing with worry.
...
"Divine Doctor, what is the Elixir of Immortality?"
"The Immortal Age Technique is a rare and evil technique in the world. It feeds on the blood and qi of living people to achieve the state of immortality."
Ji Ying was startled, then retorted, "How can anyone in this world live forever without aging or dying?"