Reflect the world

Chapter 57 Vertical and Horizontal

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

……

One drop after another of bright red blood fell to the ground, splashing one after another, and the sound became faster and faster.

The result of the duel between the two in the central hall had already been revealed, Master Ban's eyes widened, Xue Nu covered her mouth involuntarily, and tears rolled down her cheeks silently.

Between Gao Jianli's chest and abdomen, a pure white feather stuck there, dyeing his chest red.

Blood dripped desperately, one drop after another getting faster and faster, falling from the air, forming a line.

"puff!"

Gao Jianli opened his mouth to spit out a big mouthful of blood, and Shuihan stabbed his sword into the ground with a clang, supporting his body so that he would not fall directly.

Just a single feather has seriously injured the nominally number one master of the Mo family.

Bai Feng is still like a spotless fairy, with her back to Gao Jianli, that kind of reclusive and independent demeanor fascinates everyone, Chi Lian's mouth reveals a smile, and Xue Nu's heart trembles fiercely, the outcome It seems clear.

"Did you lose?"

"No, it can't be like this!"

"Little Gao!"

……

Xue Nu couldn't restrain herself from rushing out, but saw a wild smile blooming from the corner of Gao Jianli's mouth, and then the smile grew bigger and bigger, almost crazy.

"I won, didn't I?"

He said words that made the Mo family ecstatic, and made Chi Lian look at Bai Feng with doubtful eyes.

Gao Jianli lifted the Shuihan Sword originally used to support it, and faced Bai Feng flatly. The ethereal, phoenix-like man did not look back.

He just walked towards the outside of the Mohist organ city step by step with difficulty, and pools of blood appeared under his feet, staining the ground red, and outlining patterns one after another on the floor of the central hall.

There was a look of surprise on Wei Zhuang's face. He saw Bai Feng's wound, and the clothes in front of Bai Feng who was facing Wei Zhuang were all stained red with blood, but Bai Feng was still proud, just like the phoenix, he didn't need anyone's support , Step by step, he walked out of everyone's sight with difficulty and walked into the dark passage.

"Bai Feng seems to have never been injured so seriously, do you need me to help him?"

Chi Lian's voice has a special charm at any time. She looked at Bai Feng who was about to disappear in the passage. The road was full of blood. The number one expert under Wei Zhuang was obviously injured, holding his head upright. The disappearance of his breasts in front of everyone is already his greatest pride.

Chi Lian had no doubt that if there was no help, Bai Feng would fall to the ground outside the Mohist institution city and die there.

"He won't let us see him injured, and he will naturally appear in front of me after he recovers."

Wei Zhuang's expression didn't change much, even though the most powerful person under him was traumatized like this, he wasn't much moved, only a trace of surprise at first.

"It looks like we're winning the battle."

Tang Xuanming's voice sounded in the central hall. At some point, he was already standing in a high-altitude corner of the central hall, looking down at everyone below. He had clearly seen the battle between Gao Jianli and Bai Feng just now.

He was deeply aware of how powerful the top group of people in this era is. Gao Jianli is not considered the top in this era, at most he can only be regarded as first-class.

"I can't even take Gao Jianli's sword. This era is really interesting."

He had just beheaded a group of Qin's most elite heavy armor soldiers, and the vague pride in his heart was thrown out of the sky.

Only those who have truly experienced the top swordsmanship of this era will understand how ignorant he was back then.

"I'm just a frog in a well."

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, he looked at the expressionless Wei Zhuang, the man who had put the Mohist organ city in a desperate situation, and calmly said to a group of Qin soldiers: "It is indeed possible to let go of those Mohist disciples..."

Everyone in the Mo family was overjoyed, but Tang Xuanming remained expressionless, waiting for Wei Zhuang's next words. The matter was not that simple.

Sure enough, Wei Zhuang's next words made everyone's hearts ache again.

"...But the game has not been completed, and the last game has not really started, how can it be considered a failure?"

As he spoke, he took a step forward, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The tone was obviously not high, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

"Brother, the battle between me and you has never ended. It is destined that only one of us can get out alive today."

Wei Zhuang stared at the passageway on the other side of the central hall, which was originally full of Qin troops, but now they all sat on the ground without making a sound.

Wang Yang's raging sword energy flowed wantonly in this space, Gao Jianli's eyes widened, and he said in shock: "Is this the real strength of Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie? There is such a terrifying sword energy before the real sword is drawn .”

On the other side of the passage, Gai Nie in a white and loose robe slowly walked into the central hall. In the passage behind him, there were corpses of Qin Jun lying here and there one after another.

None of the Qin soldiers in his passage survived, and all of them were beheaded.

Wei Zhuang laughed wildly and violently, while Gai Nie, known as the number one swordsman in Qin State, had a flat face, his white clothes were not stained with blood, and dozens of fully armed Qin soldiers fell at his feet without causing him the slightest wavering .

He walked slowly and firmly, with a special rhythm, slowly walked into the central hall from the passage, and confronted Wei Zhuang at a distance.

One is plain and the other is presumptuous, but the sword energy of both of them increases crazily as the distance shrinks, as if there is no end.

People who have not stepped into the threshold of practice have no way to detect this terrifying change, but feel that the atmosphere in front of them has become very depressing.

Qin Jun, who often kills in life and death, has extremely keen six senses. Although he has not really stepped into the threshold of martial arts, he still senses something is wrong, and everyone becomes a little uneasy.

"This way of enhancing sword energy and intent, is this the most extreme Guiguzi swordsmanship?"

Tang Xuanming, who ventured to climb to the top of the central hall, sighed with emotion, his eyes were bright.

Hiding in the tunnel is undoubtedly the best way to safely survive this catastrophe, but as a swordsman, missing the best swordsman duel in the world is unbearable for anyone.

"Being able to witness the legendary superb swordsmanship of the Ghost Valley School, no swordsman will miss it."

Hearing the Dao every day is dead, the more you practice, the more you can feel the extraordinaryness of this era.

It has a rich historical heritage and a glorious civilization more than 2000 years ago.

The miraculous swordsmanship, the supernatural mechanism technique, the weird and unpredictable yin and yang technique...

Come to this era, if you don't get to know these miraculous existences, isn't it in vain?

(End of this chapter)