Hanging pot to help the world, I just want to live forever

Chapter 197 A life-threatening blow, the wronged creditor
The light is gone, and the night is dark.

The light and heat of the day have completely dissipated, and the coldness of the night came to disturb people's dreams.

In a rather luxurious house, fine incense curls up, bringing a warm and peaceful sleeping atmosphere, and the fragrance spreads all over the place.

On the bed, most of a grandmaster's body was huddled under the blanket, only one head was exposed, and the forehead was covered with cold sweat. His body, which was strong enough to break rocks, was trembling uncontrollably, haunted by nightmares.

In the darkness, memories are constantly falling down.

The memory that I don't want to look back hits again!
Heavy rain, strong wind, lightning, thunder!
The tall, muscular, dark-skinned figure was like the most vicious ghost in the world, coming against the strong wind and rain, with a ferocious spirit.

It is clear that one is against six, and one is against many, but he is the first to launch the attack!

When words run out, fists are the best answer.

The turbulent qi tore through the rain curtain, and the humming of the internal organs suppressed the thunder. On the raised fist, the khaki light was far more dazzling than the electric light.

Without any unnecessary nonsense, the moment he set off, his flesh and blood had already started to burn!
When a grandmaster chooses not to die, everyone in this world may feel trembling.

The six masters belong to the four countries.

Bai Xundao, who was closest to him, had the most experience, and he backed away the moment he sensed something was wrong.

Naturally, Bai Xundao's disciple followed suit and retreated immediately.

Even if the speed was not as fast as Mo Qiu who had ignited his flesh and blood, it would be great if he could delay for a while-anyway, there were six of them, so they would definitely win, why bother to directly confront Mo Qiu who burned his flesh and blood?

After all, once the flesh and blood are ignited, what will be damaged is the genuine Daoxing and Shouyuan!
If they can win, who wants to play this fate by themselves?
There is nothing wrong with their choice.

Once the two retreated, the unlucky one would be Dayue's martial arts master.

Dayue's martial arts masters couldn't figure it out, out of six masters, two of Daqing's had grudges with Dayue, Mo Qiu didn't look for anyone else, why did he have to look for him? !
But Mo Qiu, who had already made the move, did not have any explanation. The earth-yellow true energy that was so thick that it was almost solidified, came with the power to destroy mountains and mountains, and it was unstoppable!
The unprepared Grandmaster Dayue couldn't evade, so he could only choose to carry it with his body. As long as there is a temporary delay, rescue will definitely arrive later, after all, the reaction speed of the grandmaster is very fast.

But at the moment of contact, Grandmaster Dai Yue regretted it.

The moment the two figures approached, a violent torrent of true energy swept across a ten-foot radius. Even the Grandmaster would definitely not be able to stabilize his figure within this ten-foot radius. Mo Qiu's originally tall and muscular body could be seen with the naked eye. He has lost a lot of weight, and he hardly looks like a human being!

Such a price, in exchange for a terrifying true energy like a torrent of heaven and earth!
The five martial arts masters who just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble hadn't come close, and they were directly shot out by almost real qi, their brains buzzing uncontrollably, and they became dizzy.

The two Daqing martial arts masters who moved the fastest were bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and their skin was tingling. Of course, the surge of true energy was not enough to kill them, but under such indiscriminate blows, their own true energy could not stop them at all. Living in this extremely domineering torrent of true energy, even if there is a physical barrier, the five internal organs will inevitably be injured.

The master's physical body can be said to be invincible in the mortal world, but his internal organs are still a few chips in comparison.

And what they endured was only the aftermath of the battle center!

When the surging true energy slowly dissipated between the sky and the earth, the tall bamboo pole was holding a tattered corpse, standing there quietly.

There is no continuous fighting, no exquisite moves, let alone a set of dazzling and exquisite martial arts that belong to the master.

The beginning is the end.

This is a death-defying blow of a grand master, who will never return.

Burn all the hard work and achievements along the way as a warrior, in exchange for a certain kill.

When a young and vigorous martial arts master is about to burn everything to find someone to exchange for one, and that person is not far away, the best way is to hope that person will not choose him.

This move is unstoppable to a grandmaster at the same level.

What really makes a martial arts master superior is not the martial arts that surpass ordinary people, nor the true energy that surpasses the fine iron soldiers, but the self-destruction.

One for one above the master, I am invincible under the master!

It doesn't matter who you are, what kind of peerless arrogance you are, when a grandmaster decides to be desperate, he must let another grandmaster die to counteract the grandmaster's anger.

This is the greatest capital of the master.

But now, Mo Qiu spent this capital without any nonsense or hesitation.

Unexpectedly, risk your life!
The martial arts master of Dayue didn't even resist at all—no, or it was useless for him to resist, at most, he would burn his whole body on fire together, which would definitely mean death.

"Mo Qiu."

Looking at the skinny figure, Bai Xundao muttered to himself, not knowing what kind of emotion was in his heart.

"The plan failed."

Bai Xundao's disciple, another martial arts master of Daqi, said with some regrets, but more fortunately.

Grandmasters can exchange one for one without risking their lives, of course they know.

This is the real reason why the masters of several countries are unwilling to gallop on the battlefield in person - if they are in a hurry, there may be a passionate martial arts master from the enemy country.

Therefore, it is good for every master not to use the master.

Besides, who is free and has nothing to do and will kill his life at every turn?Are there so many lives to play? !

After [-] to [-] years of painstaking practice, I have finally climbed to the end of martial arts. I don’t want to enjoy the great glory and wealth, I don’t want to fight for countless fame and fortune, and I can’t think of exchanging with others to the limit?

Their plan was to win over Mo Qiu first. If they succeed, they will naturally turn the enemy into a friend. Even if the win over fails, as long as Mo Qiu's will is shaken so that he doesn't have the will to die, they can leave a hole for him to break through, and then settle the case .

It is still very troublesome to kill a grandmaster. First of all, you can't show the will to kill, otherwise the grandmaster in the state of complete victory will directly die, and the martial arts master of Dayue will be the end.

The second is to constantly consume the blood and mind of the grandmaster, until the opponent is hard to drive even if he ignites the flesh and blood, then it is possible to kill the enemy without hurting himself.

This is why the folks have hardly heard of the saying that two masters will fight to the death and whoever wins - one-on-one and life and death, then there is no winner, there must be two dead!
Back then when the stars fell from the sky at night in Yuzhou, and Xianyuan met face to face, it was a rare encounter in a thousand years. Mo Qiu, Bailian and Huang Chao had all fought each other, but no one decided to let Xianyuan die, and it was almost over.

This authority that belongs exclusively to the grandmaster gave the grandmaster the qualification to be truly transcendent.

There is no bloody battle between masters, only a battle to the death.

"This lunatic!"

Daqing's thinner Grandmaster scolded, half angry, half thankful.

They have already made all the calculations, whether they are intimidation or temptation, but they have avoided this worst tacit choice.

That Mo Qiu seemed to be reckless in his actions, but the burning of flesh and blood was completed in an instant, which was by no means a temporary idea.

Before coming, the other party must have made enough preparations, and even used a special technique to brew for a long enough time, otherwise it would be impossible to be so fast, so fast that even the master couldn't react, he could burn himself in an instant All raised flesh and blood!
A lunatic, well deserved!

"He's not dead yet!"

Dayong's martial arts master got up from the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with lingering fear.

God is sorry to see you, because both Da Qi and Da Qing have two martial arts masters, and the martial arts masters of Dayue and Dayong, who have only one person, naturally seem a little weak, and they are getting closer to each other. Take care of each other.

As a result, because of this support, Dayong's martial arts master did not retreat in time, and even wanted to rush forward to help stop one or two, resulting in serious injuries.

"Ok?"

As soon as this remark came out, the remaining martial arts masters looked at him one after another.

Sure enough, Mo Qiu hadn't fallen down yet. Although his body was literally skinny, his tall, bamboo-like body was still standing, and his pair of black eyes were still looking at them.

With such a self-destructive foundation, the martial arts master will undoubtedly die, but he doesn't know what kind of power is supporting him, and he hasn't died yet.

"Why do you have to?"

Bai Xundao took a few steps forward, came to Mo Qiu, looked at the inhuman Grandmaster Da Yue in Mo Qiu's hands, shook his head slightly, and said, "As a Grand Master, you could enjoy all the glory and wealth, but you just don't want to be with this , You can also come to Daqi to display your talents and ambitions. If you die like this, who will remember you?"

Mo Qiu's pupils turned, and his eyes slowly focused. Everything in front of him seemed a little blurry. After looking for a while, he realized that the person in front of him was Bai Xundao.

"Morality. Not for sale."

The sound sounded, completely different from before, like the tone of broken bamboo joints breaking and damaged jade colliding.

"Everyone is going to die, so where is your morality? After you die, will the Mo family still have a second master? What can the people of Dayue gain because of your death?"

Daqing's lean martial arts master also walked in front of Mo Qiu, stared at those eyes, and said with his face close to his face.

There was no expression on Mo Qiu's face at all, his skin was tightly attached to his bones, resembling a skeleton, only his eyeballs were still moving, but they also lost a lot of brilliance.

"You're afraid."

Mo Qiu said.

"I'm afraid?!"

He was irritated, "Ha, look at you now! I will be afraid of you?!"

He looked around, and the voices of those allies who were also grandmasters raised their voices a lot, "Ha, it's not ridiculous, he actually said I was afraid!"

Those eyes were still staring at him quietly, without saying a word.

This made him feel ashamed, that he was so looked down upon by a person who burned his whole body with flesh and blood!

"You are going to die! Aren't you reconciled? Don't die with peace! After you die, I will go to Dayue, slaughter the Mohist, and destroy the Mohist family. Your theory will be completely banned, and the people will not be able to spread your reputation!
Guess how long it will take for Da Yue to fall completely, and no one will mention your name anymore?

No, you killed Dayue's martial arts master, so you will be the chief culprit for the destruction of Dayue Kingdom!Countless people will curse your name and blame you for everything!

From the perspective of ordinary time, I can live to that day, but you are destined to bear endless infamy under the nine springs! "

Enraged, he said without hesitation: "The winner takes everything, this is the reality!
Don't you think it's amazing that you dared to risk your life for the sake of morality?
I tell you, all your ideas will not be realized, and all your efforts will be in vain!
So what if a master is replaced?Is there only one master here?Is there only one master in the Four Kingdoms? !

Your morality is totally vulnerable in the face of enough power! "

Facing his anger, Mo Qiu's eyes narrowed for a moment.

There was a mocking smile on that skeleton-like cheek.

Before his anger rose again, the khaki light suddenly appeared again!
Without any preparation at all, he punched violently directly to the five internal organs of his chest, causing severe pain.

"what"

When flying upside down, he heard the contemptuous laughter and saw the fallen figure.

Did not fall.

Bai Xundao stretched out his hand to support Mo Qiu's body.

Those eyes hadn't been closed yet, and the aura was gone.

A generation of masters, giants of the Mohists, born saints, have lost their vitality.

"Damn!!"

He got up from the ground, his internal organs were throbbing, this blow before he was really dying gave him a heavy blow!
"I'm going to tear him apart!"

The angry Grandmaster Daqing wanted to step forward.

But Bai Xundao said, "Enough! Death is like a lamp being extinguished, and the past disappears."

After a pause, Bai Xundao continued: "He is a good man, let's bury him."

"Why?!"

he asked angrily.

"As I please!"

Bai Xundao turned his gaze back, coldly, "Don't make trouble."

Only then did he remember.

Daqi is the strongest one.

Bai Xundao's lifespan will be exhausted.

No matter which one, you can't provoke it.

The severe pain in his lungs continued, but he couldn't speak.

It turns out that even a master of martial arts, without the awareness to risk his life, can't rely entirely on his will.

He actually understood Mo Qiu a little bit.

It turns out that if you don't risk your life, you can't do many things at all.

"Sigh~"

The pain in his lungs woke up Grandmaster Daqing, who had finally fallen asleep. He reached out to wipe the sweat off his forehead. The pain was heavier than the pain in his body. Every time he fell asleep, he kept recalling the previous scenes like a nightmare.

Even after several days, it is still deeply imprinted in my mind.

His voice alarmed another Daqing's Grandmaster, who walked in with the medicine at this time, and said, "Did you dream about Mo Qiu again?"

"Headache."

He shook his head, reached out to take the soothing medicinal soup, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Everyone is dead, why worry? Mo Qiu can still crawl out of that grave? If you are really angry, wait for Bai Xundao to die of old age, and go secretly to dig his grave."

The companion reassured.

"Nothing."

He shook his head again, threw the medicine bowl aside, and pressed his chest, "It's just that the internal organs hurt."

"That's fine. When the flood recedes and the moon is divided, you can kill a few more Mohists to take revenge. Don't take it too seriously," said the companion.

"Ok, I know."

He replied like this, but his mind was still not smooth for some reason.

A majestic martial arts master, the pinnacle of the world, how could he live like this?

He hasn't figured out the answer yet, but a voice that shook the world like a thunder rang out first.

"Grandmaster of the Four Kingdoms, didn't you run away?"

The sound shook the whole field, and spread far away in the silent night, like the sound of Huang Zhong Da Lu.

This night, someone killed me.

(End of this chapter)