Chapter 42: Grandmaster's Death The practitioners around gradually rushed over, but they didn't dare to get too close. They at least watched from a distance of several hundred meters away. Otherwise, they would be killed by the master with a single blow, which would be a great loss. "Where is it?" a monk who had just arrived asked breathlessly. "Don't you see it? It's right there. Three Grandmasters. This trip to Beiquan Mountain was not in vain." "Why hasn't the war started yet? What are they talking about?" “What do you know? The battle between masters is not a street fight, and it is also different from ordinary cultivators like us. Their spirit, energy and soul are condensed into one, perfect and round. We must first take advantage of their momentum with words and find the flaws in their minds.” A middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes with a long sword on his waist scolded. "Brother, this is a great idea. May I know your name?" asked the person next to him. "My name is Sun Jingui, and I am nicknamed Jianghu Know-it-all." "May I ask what your cultivation level is? Of course, if it is inconvenient to tell you, please consider it as an impoliteness." "Luckily, I broke through to the third level of Zhenwu last month." Sun Jingui stroked his green beard lightly, looking like a master. Several martial arts people standing in the front, who had just heard this person talk about the battle of masters with great eloquence, were about to turn around to see who this master was. However, when they heard about his cultivation level, they all curled their lips and turned their attention back to the three masters in the distance.
At the top of Hongyan Mountain, a figure flew to the top of the waterfall. He was wearing a linen shirt and a gourd tied around his waist. He glanced at the six heroes of Longdan Mountain who were lying on the ground. He squatted down, stretched out his hand and sent out a ray of true qi. However, as soon as the true qi entered the corpse, a wisp of residual sword qi followed the true qi and backfired. He rubbed his fingers together and annihilated the wisp of sword qi. "These six guys are really doomed to die in such a place. With just one blow, their heart meridians were cut off by the sword's evil spirit, but there is not a single scratch on the outside of their bodies. Such a superb swordsmanship must be the work of the Sword Demon Chu Wusheng." The old man in hemp clothes stood on the bluestone and looked down, just in time to hear the words of Tianzhu old man Jiang Hongguang. His eyes moved upwards and landed on the young man in the viewing pavilion. He muttered, "What on earth is on this Beiquan Mountain? Jiang Hongguang doesn't dare to go in. Sword Saint Qin Wuya came twice but didn't go up the mountain. Is he really above the Grandmaster? This kid Xu Wuxing must know something..." Gu Yuanqing was a little stunned. Just now, he had made preparations. Once the hunchbacked old man stepped into Beiquan Mountain, he would use the power of Beiquan Mountain to block his power, so as to test the situation of the master in Beiquan Mountain and formulate subsequent strategies. But I didn't expect that the old man would stop at the last moment. Listening to the words coming from the mountain, Gu Yuanqing thought to himself, "In my previous life, I heard that cicadas can sense the coming of golden wind before it blows. Grandmaster may have reached this spiritual realm. It is truly miraculous. However, judging by this, Grandmaster feels that it is very dangerous to enter Beiquan Mountain, which means that I can use the power of Beiquan Mountain to suppress it." Thinking of this, Gu Yuanqing felt a little relieved and confident. Looking down, I could see two people holding swords and confronting each other in the distance, looking forward to the battle that was about to begin. This is a master, he has known the importance of this since he was a child! This is the first time I have seen such a master in all these years. at the foot of the mountain. Tianzhu old man Jiang Hongguang raised his head for a long time without moving. Sword Demon Chu Wusheng couldn't help but shouted: "Jiang Tuozi, what are you planning? Leave or stay. If you are scared and afraid of death, we will retreat. I don't want to offend the court for no reason." Qin Wuya stood far away without moving. He also wanted to see what Jiang Hongguang would choose. What would happen if he chose to enter Beiquan Mountain? Although he asked for permission to come here, it did not mean that he had to do everything. By involving Chu Wusheng, he could give an explanation to the emperor. Jiang Hongguang didn't reply, but his hunched body suddenly straightened up. "I have been practicing for more than two hundred years. My time is coming and I am barely alive." As he spoke, the wrinkles on his face slowly disappeared, and he seemed to have become decades younger. Sword Demon Chu Wusheng's expression changed: "Jiang Tuozi, you..." After seeing this scene, he was completely certain that what Jiang Tuozi said just now was not an exaggeration. The people on the mountain were even more terrifying than Mu Shengxue.
Jiang Hongguang turned his head, his eyes shining with fighting spirit. He continued slowly, "If I can see someone above the Grandmaster before I die, I will die with my eyes closed!" Qin Wuya's pupils shrank slightly. The master's spirit, energy and spirit were condensed into one, and returned to the Dao fetus. When the deadline was approaching, the body gradually decayed and could not keep the roundness and the breath began to dissipate. It was necessary to hide it in the Dao fetus to prolong life. Now, Jiang Hongguang dispersed the spirit, energy and spirit hidden in the Dao fetus into the body, and returned to the peak in an instant. If it was not a matter of life and death, the master who was approaching the deadline would never do this, because it also meant that every moment was consuming the already limited life. At the top of the waterfall, the old man in hemp clothes took out a drink from his wine gourd, then shook it gently and hung it back on his waist, chuckling, "Old guy Jiang Hongguang is going to fight for his life. Yes, he doesn't have many years left to live. If he can see someone above the Grandmaster and get a glimpse of an opportunity, he may have a chance to survive! Then I'll see what's hidden in this Beiquan Mountain." Jiang Hongguang took a deep breath, feeling that all his conditions had returned to their peak. He bent his legs slightly and shot up. In the blink of an eye, he was already thirty feet high. He tapped lightly on the cliff and continued to move upwards. Qin Wuya, Chu Wusheng, the old man in hemp clothes on the top of the mountain, and the people from the martial arts world who were watching around, all set their eyes on him. Suddenly, Chu Wusheng's face changed. He saw that Jiang Hongguang, who was supposed to continue to go up, suddenly stiffened, the rocks where he was standing collapsed, and his body actually fell down. This kind of low-level mistake would never happen to a Grandmaster. Even a high-level Zhenwu cultivator would never step on the rocks he was standing on! Jiang Hongguang swung his bamboo stick into the cliff to stabilize his fall. When he looked up, he saw a flash of sword light coming down from the sky, and the airflow it created shook up countless pieces of gravel. Chu Wusheng turned around and ran towards the cliff of Beiquan Mountain. Jiang Hongguang's situation was obviously not right at this time. Qin Wuya was also extremely surprised. When he saw the flash of sword light, he couldn't hide the expression on his face. He also wanted to know what Jiang Hongguang had gone through that caused him to lose control of his feet, but as a court official and having requested the emperor's order himself, he naturally would not let Chu Wusheng pass. "You just said that your opponent is me!" Qin Wuya took a step forward, and his sword flew like a fairy from the sky, going straight for Chu Wusheng's back. "Go away!" Chu Wusheng roared and turned back to swipe his sword. His inner energy and vital energy gathered and instantly turned into a giant sword wrapped in black air that swept across. Boom! The sword energy collided and the powerful energy radiated in all directions. Wherever it affected, whether it was rocks or trees, they were all turned into powder. But the next second, Qin Wuya had passed through the center of the sword energy collision and closed the distance. He was wearing a fluttering blue shirt, had an indifferent expression and spoke in a flat tone. "Sixty years ago, I was rewarded with a sword. Today... huh?" Qin Wuya's figure suddenly stopped and looked towards the cliff. Chu Wusheng also looked back with a dazed expression. At the moment when the two men fought, the long sword pierced through Jiang Hongguang's head, drew an arc and returned to the top of the mountain. Jiang Hongguang weakly loosened his right hand that was holding the bamboo stick and fell backwards. died? A great master just disappeared in a single encounter? I didn't even see who attacked, just a flying sword came through the air! In the valley, on top of the waterfall, and everyone who could see this scene was silent.
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