The Word of Heaven

Chapter 284: War with All Things
The warm blood flowed out of the chest, but it brought a chill.

The Lord of Wuyou Mountain felt his body becoming extremely cold, and the intense pain brought by the sword wound made him frown.

However, what came out of his eyes was not pain, but bewilderment and shock, both of which eventually turned into confusion.

As early as several days ago, he had already hidden in this tall building, closing his five senses and six consciousnesses. His body was no different from a dead tree. He was confident that even a person who had attained immortality would not be able to detect his existence.

At that time, the Lord of Wuyou Mountain had never thought that Gu Zhuo would go straight to this building after entering Cangzhou. The reason he hid here was only because this was the highest point in Cangzhou, which was most suitable for the appearance of the Beidou Death Sword Formation.

Even with such an unexpected surprise, he still did not feel any emotion, and his heart was calm.

Even though the Master retreated to advance and asked him to deliver the sword, his heart remained calm.

Until this moment.

All the peace is gone.

The Lord of Wuyou Mountain had never failed in an assassination attempt. It was impossible for a figure like the Demon Lord to die so easily. Whether it was the Morning and Evening Bell or any other means, it was enough to change the previous situation.

But it shouldn't be like this.

Seven swords formed a formation, corresponding to the will of heaven, and the Big Dipper destined death.

The terrifying sword of killing that descended upon the earth from the ancient stars was simply dissipated by a casual glance from the Demon Lord... This was a fact that should not have become a fact.

The Lord of Wuyou Mountain was sure that even if Supreme Yishui was resurrected, he would at least raise a finger when facing the sword he held out, and would never simply take a look at it!
Thoughts are but a moment.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his lips, along with the blood flowers blooming on his chest, the two flowers in front and back, both like a waterfall.

Just as the world before his eyes was covered in blood, the Lord of Wuyou Mountain saw a scene that directly shattered his heart of Taoism.

The Seven Swords of the Big Dipper suddenly trembled violently, as if they were held by an invisible hand, and a wailing sound came from the sword.

At this moment, the sound of the sword stopped abruptly.

The soul of the Lord of Wuyou Mountain was almost shattered.

The seven flying swords that were connected to his life were forcibly taken away, and all connections were severed and no longer existed.

The next moment, the stars in Cangzhou suddenly became bright.

Under the moonlight, people gazing at the sky can still clearly see the Big Dipper shining brightly.

The seven swords formed a formation again, with endless killing intent.

The smoke and dust on the long street is about to dissipate.

The master is still among them.

He raised his head and stared at the terrifying sword formation that was suspended in the air, as if he saw a sword of nothingness woven from starlight completely occupying the world before his eyes and slashing straight towards him.

Outside the long street.

Jian Dao Nan Zong's face turned extremely pale, but his eyes were bright in stark contrast.

The Lord of Wuyou Mountain thundered in silence, and the sword formation he summoned was already extremely powerful, perhaps only missing the word "transcendence" from perfection.

He couldn't imagine how this sword formation could get better, and believed that the Lord of Wuyou Mountain had already cultivated it to the peak, to the point where there was no room for improvement.

This is the true thought of the Southern School.

However, the next moment, this idea was shattered as the sword formation reappeared.

The so-called perfection a moment ago is not even a joke compared to this moment.

It's truly seamless.

No.

Even these four words cannot fully describe it.

The Southern School was completely puzzled.

It was not until he looked at Gu Zhuo and saw the heaven and earth that he understood.

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Why was Beidou's death sword formation broken in an instant?

Why is the sword formation more seamless than the Heavenly Clothes when it rises again?
This is not a fact that can be explained by the so-called all-encompassing understanding of everything.

This is Gu Zhuo's sword.

It is also a heavenly sword.

Sword of All Things.

Even if you borrow the murderous intent from the starlight, how can you resist the murderous intent that comes from the stars themselves?
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Gu Zhuo stood with his hands behind his back.

In the bright moon, looking down from high above, he indifferently overlooks all living beings.

The black shirt was fluttering.

The sword array fell.

Seven flying swords carrying infinite starlight slashed towards the Lord in the shape of the Big Dipper.

The Master's expression was no longer calm, but extremely complicated.

However, there was no hesitation in his steps. He walked forward calmly and firmly and punched.

The fist was like a mountain peak, colliding with the sword.

boom!
The fist hit the flying sword head-on, and countless sparks burst out violently. At this moment, the two sides of the long street that had become ruins welcomed new light.

The sword formation has not arrived yet.

Another flying sword slashed towards Si Zhu from the side, trapping him in the formation.

The chief officer's expression remained unchanged and he took another step forward.

As his fist moved forward, countless cracks instantly appeared on the sword body facing it, and iron filings flew out of it. Before they could scatter in all directions, they had already caught fire.

At the same time, his remaining left hand waved its sleeve seemingly casually, grabbing the other flying sword that was slashing towards him and suppressing it with his powerful true energy.

The same sound rang out again, and the long sleeves and the flying sword collapsed together.

Gu Zhuo watched quietly.

Under the gazes of everyone, Lord Si faced alone the endless murderous intent descending from the stars. He just casually took a few steps and waved his old and skinny fist to block everything from him.

Even when seven swords appeared at the same time, emitting the strongest light before burning out, they still could not really touch his body.

What a terrible state this is?

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
After seven consecutive rings, the flying swords that had already been unable to bear the weight shattered into pieces, turning into pieces of iron.

The broken iron burned in the sparks, emitting different lights, like new plum blossoms in full bloom.

The picture is extremely beautiful.

At this moment, Gu Zhuo flicked his fingers.

Countless fireworks suddenly went out.

A sword of nothingness emerged from it.

The commander did not retreat but advanced instead.

The sword of Tao passed by him, leaving a wound deep enough to see the bone.

There seemed to be blood that was about to flow out, but it inexplicably evaporated halfway and turned into blood mist.

Along with the sword formation, it was blown away by the night wind.

The blue bricks and stones that had experienced thousands of years of wind and rain were all reduced to powder.

The ruins on both sides of the long street disappeared, leaving it empty.

The boss seemed unaware.

He raised his hand, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and struck out from a distance of thousands feet.

For a person who has achieved enlightenment, a distance of a thousand feet is like nothing.

Even if he fell into depravity because of his oath, as long as he had truly seen the scenery there, he would never forget it.

The punch fell like a mountain collapsing.

The first thing to collapse in front of this fist mountain was the tall building with a broken roof.

Not a speck of dust rose. In the face of such extremely terrifying power, even the tiniest existence was crushed.

In people's eyes, the towering building seemed to be something on a canvas, directly covered by new colors, and disappeared from the world without leaving any trace.

This process seems long, but it is actually very short.

In a blink of an eye, the fist had reached the top of the tall building, right in the middle of the bright moon.

Gu Zhuo is right there.

With his current realm and spiritual body, the only outcome of facing this punch is death.

This punch has nothing to do with heaven and earth, does not require any external objects, and depends entirely on the will of the master.

Everyone in the world knows what the master wants.

Therefore, this punch is unshakable.

Countless eyes fell on Gu Zhuo.

No one thought that he would die from this punch, but everyone wanted to know how he would face Master Si's fist.

Should he use the profound Taoist magic of Xuan Du again, or hold the sword across his body and try to block it head-on?
No matter what approach is taken, injuries are inevitable.

No one expected Gu Zhuo's method to be so simple.

He stretched out his right hand to meet the fist that was coming from the air from the Master.

The palm comes out and the fist arrives.

The two met. Si Zhu had no expression on his face.

After a moment, the old man retracted his skinny fist.

Gu Zhuo's sleeves did not move, his eyes remained the same.

There were no injuries on his body.

It was as if the punch thrown by the Master was just an illusion and had never really existed.

However, the tall building that has returned to nothingness is a silent reminder that everything is real.

Why was Gu Zhuo unharmed?

"What exactly is going on?"

The voice seeking knowledge sounded confusedly, asking the question of everyone present.

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East China Sea, outside Changle Temple.

Several girls stood on the beach, looking worriedly at the land in the west, discussing the matters of the national teacher in low voices, and worried about their own future.

Suddenly, one of the young girls opened her eyes wide and found that the sea, which was surging with waves just a moment ago, had suddenly become calm and quiet. Thousands of piles of snow disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the sea became as smooth as a mirror.

It was like some extremely terrifying force had crushed it flat.

The little girl had long been tired of the repetitive nagging of her senior sisters, and couldn't help but feel curious, so she subconsciously walked forward.

The moment she took that step forward... the sea surface shattered.

There was a soft snap.

Countless dark cracks appeared on the sea surface.

It is so deep that you can’t see the bottom, so dark that you can’t see the light.

then.

Amidst the deafening roar, hundreds of waterfalls flowed upstream from the sea, covering the sky and the moon!
The scene is magnificent.

The little girl was stunned.

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The abbot no longer sat on the shore.

The moment the sea fell calm, she stood up and walked towards Cangzhou.

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No one answered the questions seeking knowledge.

Qing Xiaoyue looked confused.

Nan Zong was in disbelief.

Renjian Jiaoyang and Wei Qingci had already reached the outside of the long street, standing in the ruins, silent.

Pei Jinge raised her head slightly, looking at Gu Zhuo who was still in the bright moon. Looking at those eyes that seemed no different, she could still see everything in the world through them, but it was no longer possible to see the person who made her feel familiar.

There was a coughing sound.

From the Lord's dry lips.

The remaining murderous intent of the Big Dipper Sword Formation was like a cancer attached to his bones, constantly corroding his Taoist body and making it difficult to get rid of it.

He looked at Gu Zhuo, his voice very hoarse, and asked seriously: "Are you crazy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Director laughed at himself and said, "That's right. If you're not crazy, then you can only die."

"In the end, there is no other way out."

"I won after all."

The Sizhu's voice was full of sighs and a bit of pity.

Gu Zhuo turned a deaf ear to it.

Under the gazes of thousands of people, he returned to the earth, letting the moonlight follow him.

His right hand was held up in a casual position, giving him an invincible and nonchalant feeling.

He didn't walk very fast, just like any other young man walking down the street, but every step he took was thrilling.

Across the wide and long street of more than a thousand feet, Gu Zhuo looked at the master quietly.

On the way, the Sky Patrol Officer, stewards and assassins from Wuyou Mountain stepped out from the remaining houses and launched the attack without regard for their own lives.

Some people might form a formation, some might use talismans, some might use magical weapons, and some might even use military weapons.

But all this means nothing.

Before the formation was completed, the vital energy of heaven and earth had already been disrupted, directly causing the true energy in those people's bodies to riot and backfire.

The performance of the talismans was even worse, just like the paper money in the hands of an old woman who loved to worship Buddha, which had nothing to do with anything after being burned.

The magic weapon is undoubtedly much more reliable than the previous two.

At least let Gu Zhuo take action.

Wait a minute, he slashed through the air, sword lights flashed in all directions, and each sword could bring about the wailing and destruction of several magic weapons.

Gu Zhuo created a path of just a few dozen feet, which was covered with pearls and gems, and gold and silver.

Furthermore, the crossbow arrows fired from the ordnance were disturbed by the sudden strong wind and the dazzling moonlight, and could not lock onto Gu Zhuo at all. They tried with difficulty, and in the end, they only hurt their own allies.

There were countless casualties on both sides of the long street.

There was blood everywhere.

There were people lying on the ground everywhere.

Gu Zhuo didn't even look at it.

He walked his way calmly and silently, bringing the heaviest despair to people.

What kind of realm is this?
How can there be such unreasonable power in this world? !

A deacon from the Sky Patrol Department could no longer maintain his composure. Seeing Gu Zhuo approaching, he dropped the magic weapon in his hand in fear and fled in panic.

Until the man disappeared from people's sight, Gu Zhuo still did not draw his sword to chase him and killed him, but ignored him.

As a result, more people completely forgot about loyalty and the heavy consequences of this decision, and just wanted to avoid having to face this extremely terrifying enemy again, so they started to run away.

The boss did not turn around and leave.

The old man, who exuded a rotten aura, raised his head and looked at Gu Zhuo across a distance of less than five hundred feet.

There was no fear or despair in his eyes. Instead, he showed an extremely complex look of pity. He said very sadly, "So, that was probably your last words in this world."

After hearing these words, the people who decided to stay gradually came to their senses. Instead of experiencing a sudden enlightenment, they just felt that the situation became even more incomprehensible.

But no matter whether they understood it or not, people couldn't help but feel sad when they thought that the previous sentence was most likely the Demon Lord's last words.

"But what's the difference between being crazy and being dead?"

The Sizhu spoke softly, his eyes slowly sweeping across the field.

The state teacher's Zen mind was broken by the demon and he no longer had any fighting power.

The Lord of Wuyou Mountain had his chest slashed by Qie Man, and his heart of Taoism was also shattered. He was not far from death and was just barely alive.

There is no possibility for these two to fight again.

Who else?

The chief's gaze fell on Nan Zong and Zhao Qi, asking silently.

The meaning is very clear.

Before the two of them could give an answer, Pei Jinge stood up.

The night breeze blows gently, and the black skirt flutters slightly.

She walked onto the long street and their eyes met.

The two are not only allies but also good friends.

Although we can't be called close friends, we still have something to talk about.

Then there is reason for us to meet at this moment.

The commander stopped and looked at Pei Jinge's back.

On the long street, the distance between the two people was getting closer and closer.

Pei Jinge looked towards Gu Zhuo.

Gu Zhuo looked at Pei Jinge.

The two looked at each other in silence.

At a certain moment.

The long skirt fluttered in the wind in the moonlight, spreading like flowers, hiding Gu Zhuo's figure.

When the wind stopped, Pei Jinge and Gu Zhuo had already passed each other.

She did not find a familiar face in those strange eyes, and all she saw was still the world, but she was not like those people who had blocked her way before, and a blood flower bloomed in her heart.

Pei Jinge heard a sentence.

"In the last moments of life..."

The Sizhu said with deep emotion: "To fight against the heavens and the earth, I think this should be the most grand farewell in the world."

(End of this chapter)