Chapter 43 The Battlefield Came to an Abrupt Stop On the nearby mountain peak, a young monk was looking sideways at the people around him, when he suddenly felt silence around him. He turned back in surprise and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?" "Dead!" murmured the companion standing next to him. "What died, who?" "Grandmaster!" "Master? Are you kidding? It hasn't even started yet... huh?" He finally saw the situation below clearly. Chu Wusheng leaped over and caught Jiang Hongguang's body. Seeing the wound on his head that went through his right eye, he felt cold all over and his back was chilly. This is horror!
For many years, ever since I became a master, I have hardly ever experienced this emotion again. This is a master, a group of people standing at the top of the Daqian Dynasty, but they were killed in the blink of an eye! This looks like the gap between them and the Yuanshi. Facing the existence on the mountain, Chu Wusheng had almost no desire to fight, only deep fear. Qin Wuya looked up at the top of the mountain with a serious look in his eyes. Being able to kill Jiang Hongguang also meant being able to kill him with one sword! From this moment on, it seemed that the entire Daqian cultivation world was about to change. Above the waterfall, the old man in sackcloth had a dazed look on his face, his mouth wide open, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth. From above, he could see clearly all the scenes on the opposite cliff, and saw the flying sword coming out of the viewing pavilion and then returning to the viewing pavilion. He was not sure if there was someone hiding in secret, but he thought that with such cultivation level, he was almost invincible, so why would he need to hide? In this case, the young man opposite is the one above the Grand Master in Beiquan Mountain? Gu Yuanqing himself was also surprised. He had never thought that he could kill the opponent with just one sword. After all, the power of controlling the sword was too weak. Even the most powerful first sword was only at the level of the ninth level of Zhenwu. The sword just now was more of a test. He was even prepared for this man to rush up Beiquan Mountain and he would fight him with all his skills. "It seems that I still underestimated the control of Beiquan Mountain Master over the base. Even the Grandmaster still had no resistance when facing this ability. The so-called Mountain Master is not just a title. Perhaps it is the real master of a mountain. Whether it is observing the mountain, controlling objects, or this hidden ability, they are all extensions of this title." At this moment, Gu Yuanqing had a clearer understanding of himself after being bound to the base, and vaguely figured out something hidden behind this ability. By observing the mountain, you can understand the mountain and your consciousness can become one with the mountain. To control things is to control them, just like a person controls his own body. The blessing of these abilities is to gradually guide oneself to master the mysteries behind the title of Mountain Master. All kinds of thoughts kept coming to my mind, and those insights from observing the mountains and controlling objects kept interweaving in my mind, as if something would break if poked. Gu Yuanqing took a deep breath and suppressed all these thoughts. Right now, it is obviously not the time to think about this matter. He leaned his hands on the railing of the viewing pavilion, looked down, and happened to meet Qin Wuya's eyes. Although they were hundreds of feet apart, the two could still see everything about each other clearly.
Qin Wuya had a blank expression and an indifferent look, but his eyes contained a sharp edge like a sword that could cut through everything and make people's eyes hurt. "This is the ultimate sword will, the will cultivated from standing at the pinnacle of swordsmanship for decades!" Gu Yuanqing did not move his eyes away, even though the hidden sword intent seemed to have rushed into his consciousness along his line of sight. The next moment, the sword intent in Gu Yuanqing's body burst out and soared into the sky, as if responding to the challenge from a distance. Qin Wuya's eyes flashed with doubt. He retracted his gaze, and the sword intent dissipated without a trace. He looked at the Sword Demon Chu Wusheng and said lightly: "If it were you fifty years ago, you wouldn't be so confused by this. It seems that your sword has become dull." Chu Wusheng was stunned for a moment, looked down at Jiang Hongguang's body, and then looked at the heavy sword in his hand. An inexplicable feeling of sadness and loneliness rose in his heart. The next moment, he put the sword back on his back, and leaped to the top of the Hongyan Mountain Waterfall with the body. When he was almost at the top of the mountain, he turned back and shouted: "Qin Wuya, I hope that you can still remember what you said today when your time is up in sixty years!" Chu Wusheng reached the top of the waterfall and looked up to see the old man in hemp clothes. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it. It was only after he passed by it for dozens of feet that he suddenly remembered something. Turning around, I saw that the old man on the bluestone had disappeared. "Is it him? Am I seeing things? He can't be alive!" Chu Wusheng walked away quickly on the treetops with doubts. Yuan Yingsong, deputy commander of the Divine Eagle Guard, rushed to Qin Wuya's side. "Senior, those two people just now...are they both Grandmasters? I wonder where they came from?" "Xinghai Valley Tianzhu Elder Jiang Hongguang, Tiansha Sect Sword Demon Chu Wusheng!" Yuan Yingsong was surprised and asked, "Are they these two? Aren't they both over 200 years old?" "Just hanging on for a breath." Qin Wuya's sword intent had completely disappeared, and he regained his scholarly aura. He looked up at the top of Beiquan Mountain again and said calmly, "I am no longer needed here!" As he spoke, he waved his long sleeves, flew up to the treetops, and floated towards the royal capital. "Congratulations, senior!" Yuan Yingsong clasped his fists and bowed, waiting for Qin Wuya to go away before looking up at Beiquan Mountain. He had followed all the way here and happened to see the scene of Jiang Hongguang being killed. A master died under the sword, and he could hardly believe his eyes. However, I also breathed a sigh of relief. After this incident, I believe that few people would dare to trespass into Beiquan Mountain. At the same time, the people from the martial arts world who were watching in the surrounding mountains looked at each other in bewilderment. "This... is the Grandmaster's Battle over?" "That should be the case. Everyone has left!" "Damn it, I've been waiting around Beiquan Mountain for almost ten days, and I just saw a few figures and they disappeared just like that?" "You're still lucky. At least you saw the Grandmaster. Look at those guys." They looked back and saw several people running towards them.
Before they even reached the place, he shouted from afar, "Brothers, has the Grandmaster's Battle started? Can you see it from the top of this mountain?" Someone laughed and said, "You are late, go back." "So it's the boy from the Hu family, don't lie to me." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw many people on the mountain using their skills to leave, and he was stunned on the spot. …… Gu Yuanqing watched Qin Wuya's figure disappear over the hill, and a trace of regret suddenly flashed through his mind. "If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have done it like this. I should have let that person come up. The scene just now must have scared everyone below. The chance to fight the Grandmaster is gone. I don't know if there will be such an opportunity in the future in this real world." "Well, it doesn't matter. At least after this battle, Beiquan Mountain has become quiet again. We don't have to worry about someone sneaking up all the time. It's just a grandmaster. You will always encounter him in the Lingshan Trial. There should be many grandmasters in the history of Beiquan Sword Sect. The Tianzhu old man Jiang Hongguang may also be imprinted in the Lingshan Trial." (End of this chapter)