Chapter 232: Flying Immortals in the Sky, Thousands of Styles
This battle was unfair from the beginning. Gu Qingci was just a great practitioner in the first realm. These assassins had five great practitioners of the same realm, and two great practitioners had warriors at the peak of the Heavenly Destiny Realm. They were almost destined from the beginning and he could not win.
Mr. Qi thought so, so even though he had faced Gu Qingci very seriously and carefully, he still thought for a moment of carelessness. Although he would not have capsized in the gutter, he was indeed hit by Gu Qingci's trick.
Gu Qingci escaped was also expected by Mr. Qi and Mr. Chen. A great practitioner of the Heavenly Destiny Realm was enough to deal with Gu Qingci, but in order to ensure that there was no accident, they came two. Not only that, but also brought five great practitioners of the First Realm at the same time, basically blocking any way Gu Qingci's life.
However, in the face of such a situation, Gu Qingci knew a glimmer of hope. He had never thought about escaping from the beginning, especially when he was sure that the other party was two Tianming realm warriors, he directly extinguished his intention to escape. He was not sure to defeat Tianming realm warriors alone, and the two Tianming realms had no chance to break through.
That's why Gu Qingci had already made plans to burn his boats. He had basically not considered the five great practitioners in the first realm. This was the pride of his unparalleled young master. As long as he fought to the death and injured the two great practitioners in the realm of destiny, he would be sure to leave. As long as he could reach Chang'an City, or even in front of Chang'an City, he would be fearless.
Mr. Qi and Mr. Chen wanted to stop Gu Qingci. When they both took action at the same time, the end of the battle seemed to be unchanged, so desperate that they could not see any hope. Even if Gu Qingci revealed his identity, they did not cover up too much.
"Young Master Gu, I'm sorry!"
Mr. Chen bowed slightly and said, "We are very impressed by your actions and character and talent. It's a pity that you are not a native of Yan State, otherwise we will become friends!"
Mr. Qi also sighed lightly and said, "I have killed countless people in my life. This is the first time I have killed someone I don't want to kill. Mr. Gu, please!"
The two of them had already decided to eat Gu Qingci, but at this moment, the slightly white smile on Gu Qingci's face suddenly became vivid, as if the long-dried land was suddenly moistened by Qingliang Spring.
Mr. Qi and Mr. Chen also noticed the change in Gu Qingci's expression, and their hearts sank slightly. They had never underestimated Gu Qingci, because they knew very well that such the most outstanding young man in the world should never regard him as a junior.
The breeze blew on his face, Gu Qingci held the sword, smiled slightly, and said:
"I've been waiting for you to stand together for a long time!"
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The air suddenly solidified. The already hot weather in April suddenly seemed to be in the deep winter. There were turbulent snowflakes floating in the sky. The snowflakes were a little violent. When you look closely, it was not real snowflakes, but snow-flake-like swords, snow-white, like snowflakes, buzzing.
Gu Qingci stood in it in white clothes, complementing each other, as if the most rare landscape painting in the world, an infinitely lonely young man, white clothes are better than snow, in the heavy snow, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was sleeping, but it was like a banished immortal from heaven descending to earth, and would be awakened at any time.
Mr. Qi and Mr. Chen looked on the side of the road and shouted loudly: "Run quickly!"
They are all great practitioners in the realm of destiny and can already perceive the natural destiny slightly. Now facing Gu Qingci, they are very frightened because they see not a sword, but seeing an immortal coming from outside the sky.
Several other great practitioners heard the roars of Mr. Qi and Mr. Chen as soon as they arrived. They were a little confused for a moment, but they also chose to escape quickly.
Gu Qingci suddenly opened his eyes, his tone was silent and he had no emotions, and he said lightly:
"The flying immortal from the sky, one sword is soaring to the city!"
Thousands of flying snow swords were suspended between this world, densely spread in the sky. The wild flowers and grasses all over the mountains were still rocks, springs, or green trees. They roared, and the grass and trees were all soldiers, as if a heavy rain on a summer night was about to come, covering the sky and the sun in an instant, with only that white area, perhaps a sword.
The sword was still in his hand, but Gu Qingci did not move. His white fingers moved slightly, without much movement, but were so pure and holy. Then the snowflakes began to fall one after another, like a storm in the vast ocean.
Mr. Chen and Mr. Qi looked at each other, and at the same time, they poked out their palms. The shiny true energy was flying all over the sky, and it seemed that they had never stopped. The thin swords like snowflakes were falling one by one, disappearing one by one.
These swords, these white snowflakes as white as jade, were blocked by Mr. Chen and Mr. Qi, but it seemed as if snowflakes flying in the wind were floating across the world. This was an arranged battlefield. The five great practitioners who were fleeing back felt cold all over.
A thin red line appeared on someone's body, which was a piece of snowflake passing by. Then, countless more fine red lines appeared, which were very shallow, but broke the skin of the great practitioner known as the body of the Vajra.
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Gu Qingci finally took a step forward, and a snow-white sword shadow appeared from the Mochou sword like black jade. Then more and more, thousands of swords flew in the air, as if covering the sky and the sun. Only this world full of swords was left. The man in white clothes slowly walked in the flash of thousands of ways.
The holy light suddenly lit up the verdant world. The earth that had reached the evening was shining extremely green. The flowers, plants and trees all showed their essence. The sword that seemed to come from the sky moved into the fiery red clouds.
This sword comes gentle, it is everywhere!
The person walking in the sword was bright. The stones in the mountains, the grass in the stones, and the two great practitioners in the realm of destiny were shining down by this sword. Light swords were flying across, whistling through the wind, brushing all obstacles, and the beautiful rivers and mountains were all in this sword.
The leaves were shattered, the breeze was shattered, and in the end, the sword, like the ubiquitous light, became crazy because of the collapse of the world. Everything passed was shattered, and it was such a pure sword.
The sword wind broke through the air, and Mr. Chen and Mr. Qi's swaying clothes were scratched, countless blood stains were covered with scars, and the sleeves on their arms were shattered. At the last moment, the two of them shouted at the same time: "Why are there such swords in this world?"
Chapter completed!