Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 213 212. Suppression of Heroes (End)

By this time, everyone was a little numb.

It seemed that no matter what shocking words An Le uttered, they would not be surprised, and even faintly felt that he was worthy of these words.

Hearing these extremely arrogant words, Qianlongren breathed a sigh of relief.

If An Le continues to attack violently like before, he can't guarantee that he can continue.

However, if the two of them are allowed to use it, the situation will be completely different.

Thousand Dragon Blade happens to have a style of martial arts that needs time to accumulate momentum, the longer it accumulates, the greater its power will be.

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"Perhaps... the ghost-faced man suffered a lot of backlash and was unable to forcefully attack again, so he deliberately asked us to attack to delay time and recover his strength."

Qianlongren thought in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more confident he became.

"Yes, it must be so right!"

He looked up at the figure on the top of the mountain, his eyes burst out with fighting spirit.

"Whatever the reason, this is a great opportunity."

"The ghost-masked man's great reputation, I just accept it!"

Qianlongyan not only wants to defeat Anle, but also regards the opponent as a stepping stone, so as to achieve his own prestige.

Thinking of this, Qianlongren shouted immediately: "Then let me come first."

While drinking, he drew out an extremely extraordinary long knife.

The blade is long and slender, with a slightly curved arc, but the material is far from that of ordinary blades. It has the texture of glass, and it shines with strange colors under the light of noon. .

"No trace knife!"

Huang Yueshan, who was watching, couldn't help but let out a low cry, it was also the first time he had seen this legendary magic weapon.

"The main material is the spine of some kind of big monster, and the blade was made by several craftsmen with painstaking efforts."

"It's really like what the rumors said, like a dream, like a dream, without a trace."

After carefully looking at it, Huang Yueshan exclaimed: "And..."

"This Wuhen knife seems to have been born with a spirit, and it will protect the master against the enemy by itself."

Divine soldiers have spirits.

When the quality of a divine weapon reaches a certain level, it will possess spirituality. This quality is extremely mysterious and can greatly enhance the power of a divine weapon.

Many little-known warriors rely on such magical weapons to easily defeat several warriors from the same realm and become famous in one fell swoop.

And the combination of the already powerful Thousand Dragon Blade and this Wuhen knife, the power it exerted is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

The eyes of the warriors nearby were involuntarily attracted by the Wuhen Dao, with both envy and fear in their hearts.

The surface of Qianlongren's body was crimson, and strong blood burst out.

The Wuhen knife in his hand also groaned softly and trembled at a high speed, as if turning into a cloud of chaotic light and shadow, it was almost impossible to see where the blade was.

Huang Yueshan narrowed his eyes slightly, his face was solemn: "It's the Zhanying Dao Jue!"

The other warriors showed similar expressions.

Huang Tianxin asked curiously: "Is this Shadow Slashing Sword Art very powerful?"

"It's not just amazing?"

Huang Yueshan replied: "It can be called the fastest saber technique in Qingzhou and Lingzhou. Once the saber is deployed, one knife will be faster than one knife. In the end, it is so fast that there is no trace or shadow. It is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. It is said that it can cut even light and shadow." Duan, in my Great Tai Dynasty, it can be called the ultimate sword technique."

"Looking at the posture of Qianlongren swinging the knife, it is obvious that he has been tempered for a long time, but I have never heard of him knowing this kind of knife technique before."

"It seems that he is waiting for such a blockbuster opportunity."

In fact, Huang Yueshan didn't say anything, the Wuhen knife fits perfectly with this knife technique, it's almost like tailor-made.

The power that can be erupted from the last knife of Qianlongblade will definitely be extremely terrifying!
Hearing this, Huang Tianxin nodded: "Oh."

When she thought about it, although this saber technique was not weak, what was it compared to that horrible mess?

Just as the grandfather and grandson were talking, the steam from Qianlongren's body suddenly dissipated, and the whole person disappeared, leaving only a big crater formed by trampling on the ground.

The screeching sound of knife light tearing through the air sounded.

With one slash, a knife mark tens of meters long appeared on the barren mountain in an instant.

Qianlongren's first slash hit the ground.

But soon, another knife was swung out, and the tangible and intangible light of the knife cut across the air, directly cutting down a tree on the mountain in the distance.

Qianlongyan just swung the knife one after another, the light of the knife became sharper and sharper, and the figure became more and more blurred, making it difficult to be caught by the naked eye.

Swinging the Wuhen Knife at extreme speed, it reacted wonderfully with the sunlight.

The gorgeous light and shadow reflect, flicker, and flow, forming a colorful scene. The original shape of the Wuhen Dao can no longer be seen, only a rainbow spanning the sky, which is very magnificent and dazzling.

But behind this magnificence, there is a fierce murderous intent hidden.

The aftermath of the knife's momentum swept across the barren hills, leaving behind destructive traces.

In the colorful lights and shadows, the voice of Qianlongjian came out: "My "Shadow Sword Art" is a peerless sword technique, and each knife is faster and stronger than the previous one."

"It is said that the person who created this sword technique cut twenty-four times in a row, and even sixth-level warriors have to avoid it."

"With my current cultivation base, I can only swing nine knives. One more knives will cause my blood to flow backwards, my muscles and bones to shatter, and I will die."

"Ghost-faced man, can you handle this knife?"

With Qianlongren uttering his words, he had already swung his sixth knife.

The qi and blood scattered all over his body were extremely condensed, and he climbed upwards with all his momentum.

The brightness of that gorgeous light and shadow increased again, as if it had come alive, and let out bursts of terrifying roars.

Many warriors knew well that Qianlongjian was relying on the conditions An Le just raised to keep gaining momentum, and these words were also intended to exert psychological pressure.

Huang Yueshan shook his head, thinking to himself: "The best countermeasure for the ghost-masked man is to interrupt Qianlongren before he has swung the first few knives."

"But now...it's too late."

Qian Longyu on the side was full of confidence: "Brother is sure to win!"

"The Ninth Knife of the Zhanying Sword Technique is comparable to the full blow of a warrior in the fifth realm."

He doesn't even know how the eldest brother will lose!
Qian Longyu stared at An Le's terrifying ghostly face, trying to see a trace of tension and panic from his behavior.

However, he was doomed to be disappointed, An Le was still sitting steadily on the top of the barren hill, as if he didn't know anything about the radiant brilliance.

He even said quietly: "Don't worry, I'll be right here waiting for you to swing the strongest and fastest knife."

At the seventh strike, Huang Yueshan could not see the existence of Wuhen Saber at all, all he could see was a dazzling stream of light, if that knife swung towards him, he might not even have the strength to resist at all.

At the eighth cut, Qian Longyu's mind and body seemed to be immersed in the colorful colors, unable to perceive the existence of anything other than light and shadow.

And when the ninth knife was swung out, people didn't realize that the knife had already been cut.

The colorful lights and shadows poured out, Qianlongren only felt that the blade in his hand left everything behind, approaching peace in the nearly static world.

"Ghost-faced man, the cause of your failure is arrogance!"

At the same time Qianlongren came up with this idea, the knife light finally hit An Le's neck fiercely.

Until then, An Le remained motionless, as if he hadn't reacted at all.

But under the unbelievable eyes of Qianlongjian, the ghost-faced man's body was not cut open, and the knife light accumulated to the extreme seemed to fall into a vast starry sky without causing any waves.

【Void walk】

An Le fled into the void for a short time, leaving only a projection in reality, enough to avoid any attack.

next second.

Qianlongyan suddenly felt that there was an emotion of horror coming from the newly born spirituality of Wuhen Dao.

This kind of emotion is like a weak little beast suddenly facing one of the most terrifying existences in this world.

directly brought a devastating impact.

click... click...

There were successive crackling sounds.

Qianlongren lowered his head in a daze, the Wuhen knife in his hand shattered inch by inch, turning into glass-like spots of light and dissipating in his hand.

Not only that, but the terrifying light and shadow that he spent nine knives to form just now faded and dissipated in an instant, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The barren hill fell into deathly silence again.

Through the gradually fading light and shadow, the onlookers saw the unharmed Anle, and the distraught Thousand Dragon Blade with only a handle left in his hand.

Qianlongren didn't have any injuries on his body, but the mental blow he received was unprecedented.

He tried all means, and the strongest slash he made in his heyday couldn't even cut through the armor of the ghost-faced man?
At this moment, An Le said lightly: "Good sword skills."

"In Qingzhou and Lingzhou, you can be called the number one sharp knife."

"If it weren't for my physical body, I wouldn't dare to take your sword head-on."

The blankness in Qianlongren's eyes was even worse, and most of his anger seemed to be taken away: "I lost."

"How you want to deal with me is up to you."

"Disposal?"

An Le shook her head: "I'm here, just for defeat."

"I have no personal grievances with you, why should I deal with you?"

With that said, An Le turned to look at the other warriors on the barren hill.

"Now, who else wants to do it?"

Wherever his gaze passed, it was like magma flowing past. No one dared to look at him, let alone challenge him.

Qian Longyu squeezed his fist, but wanted to rush up and have a fight with him.

But thinking that his eldest brother was defeated by him, he could only sigh dully.

Qian Longyu doesn't use his brain very much, but it doesn't mean he is a fool, and he won't fight such a loser fight.

With the terrifying strength displayed by An Leshi, everyone present was completely convinced.

One of the strong men from the four realms escaped, four died, and two of the strongest expressed their admiration. The remaining warriors naturally dared not say more.

There is even a magical feeling in everyone's heart.

Who would have thought in advance that a ghost-faced man could be so strong?

The fourth-level powerhouses who overwhelmed Zhenlingsi, Qianjia and other forces, and even in the end, the ghost-faced man seemed to be unharmed.

Huang Yueshan looked up at the ghost-faced man high above, as if watching a rising star.

He didn't expect that things would end in this way.

"From today onwards, in Qingzhou and Lingzhou, I am afraid that no one will know the name of this ghost-faced man."

"But... is it really just for the sake of defeat?"

Huang Yueshan was skeptical about this.

If you just want to lose, you can go to the fifth and sixth realms of Shangzhen Lingsi. Why should you choose a fighter from the fourth realm as your opponent in this small place.

When he thought about it, the ghost-masked man seemed to be deliberately making such a big noise to attract someone to come.

"and many more……"

Huang Yueshan slightly opened his eyes wide, feeling something in his heart.

Before he could figure out the reason behind this, the ghost-faced man on the top of the mountain said, "Is there anyone else who wants to make a move?"

"I'm just waiting here. Whether it's the elders in the family, or the hundred and thousand households of Zhenling Division, they can come and challenge me."

After finishing speaking, he sat down and gradually restrained his breath.

Judging by his posture, it seems that he still wants to continue this challenge?

It's a pity that most warriors have already been defeated by him. He thought that even if he summoned the elders in the clan, he would be humiliating himself, but he also expected someone to stand out.

Therefore, there are many people who left quietly, but there are also many people who stayed in place to watch the excitement.

Brother Qianjia also wanted to leave.

But they found that there seemed to be a line of sight on them all the time, thinking that it was the ghost-faced man who didn't want them to leave.

So, he had no choice but to stand where he was, secretly trying to figure out what the ghost-masked man was thinking.

******
This stop is half a day.

When the sky was getting dark and most of the nearby warriors had dispersed, Qianlongblade suddenly felt something was wrong, and suddenly looked at the ghost-faced man not far away.

"Senior Ghost?"

"..."

The ghost-faced man in the shadows did not speak.

Even so, Qianlongren was still nervous, silently swallowed his saliva, and asked carefully.

"Senior ghost, how long are we going to wait here?"

He was afraid that the ghost-faced man would be unhappy, so he killed them too.

"..."

The ghost-faced man still didn't speak.

The guess in Qianlongren's mind became clearer, but out of caution, he still didn't dare to take the initiative.

Some sharp-sighted martial artists at the foot of the mountain noticed the situation on the top of the mountain, and they couldn't help casting curious glances.

"What happened?"

"Does the Thousand Dragon Blade still want to make a move?"

When Qianlongblade was hesitating and tangled, Qianlongyu stretched out his hand straightforwardly and pushed lightly.

"laugh……"

The body of the "ghost-faced man" collapsed in the blink of an eye, and merged into the ground, never to be seen again.

"Fake? Doppelgänger?"

Qianlongblade suddenly realized: "It's broken, he is holding us back..."

******
Time back to around noon.

As soon as An Le used [Void Walk] to receive Qianlongren's "Shadow Slashing Sword Art", he immediately sensed a familiar aura under the barren mountain.

He wanted to get rid of the two Qianlongren first, and then join his senior sister.

But the fact is, after going through many battles and using [Grip of the Void] [Walk in the Void], An Le itself did have a lot of consumption. It is definitely not that easy to kill Brother Qianjia, and people will see through him True and false.

On the other hand, An Le noticed that there was a group of not-so-spirited beings behind the senior sister who were chasing her, so she couldn't delay any longer.

So, after leaving a [ghost shadow] in place, he quietly fled away.

(End of this chapter)