Chapter 460: Fairy in Dream
"boom!!!!"
The moon is falling and thousands of stars are hanging low, while a huge wave is coming from the sky.
When a sword energy shining with silver light fell from the dark moon and came with a momentum to sweep across the army, the golden dragon head also smashed into the army formation, blasting dozens of stunned soldiers away.
Although he killed dozens of people with one move, Wei Changtian did not continue to "expand the results of the battle", but just stood there in a daze.
The same was true for the tens of thousands of people in front of him.
Endless torches were burning in the twilight. Along the entire official road, from east to west, everyone held their breath at the same time, looking up stupidly at the sword energy that was like the waves, their eyes filled with indescribable fear and trembling.
Because in this sword energy, they could more clearly feel an ancient and broad order, a vast and distant majesty.
If it's a bit more exaggerated.
It seemed like a sword from God.
Carrying the moon on his shoulders, his body shines brightly in all directions.
Moon-lifting sword.
Wei Changtian recognized what this move was almost the moment he saw the sword energy.
After breaking through the third level, his sensitivity to "momentum" became even sharper, so he immediately felt the majestic momentum unique to the Moon-Tiaoting Sword contained in this move.
So, it's Qin Zhengqiu? ! !
If Old Zhang hadn't lied to me, then there were only three people in this world who could pick up the Moon Sword.
Unless Old Zhang can return to the second-level peak, it will be impossible for him to perform such a powerful move.
Therefore, in Wei Changtian's opinion, this person could only be Qin Zhengqiu.
But even for Qin Zhengqiu, everything that was happening now was still too unbelievable.
At that time in Fengyuan, Wei Changtian saw with his own eyes how Qin Zhengqiu used Old Zhang's long sword to perform the almost perfect Moon-picking sword move.
Logically speaking, that should be the maximum power of the Moon-Tiaoting Sword.
But looking back now, the power of that sword was not even half as powerful as this one.
Although there was no evidence, Wei Changtian had an extremely certain feeling -
With just this one sword, no one below the first rank can block it.
No, it’s no longer a question of whether it can be stopped or not.
It should be said that apart from the two possible first-grade and true immortals in the mouth of the Xuantian Sword Remnant Soul, no one in this world can survive this sword. Could this be the true power of the martial arts rated as "immortal-level" by the system? But why can Qin Zhengqiu perform it?
It has only been three months since they parted ways with Feng Yuan. In such a short period of time, Qin Zhengqiu has already practiced the Tiao Yue Sword from the "Pure Green Realm" to the "Great Perfection"?
You have to know that Lao Zhang’s talent in swordsmanship is already top-notch, but this process took him ten years.
So, why did Qin Zhengqiu do it in just three months? What did he do during these three months? And why did he not show up even though he had already "accomplished his divine power"? More importantly, is he still the same person?
“.”
The gravel under his feet flew away and his body quickly retreated.
Wei Changtian tightly grasped the Qingjue jade pendant and dodged to the back, while his eyes passed the "moonlight" and looked for something in the sky.
However, the night sky was empty, and no one appeared.
“Grandpa!!”
After hesitating for a moment, Wei Changtian suddenly shouted towards the vast night sky above his head.
The moonlight is still there, but the starry sky is lonely.
As expected, he got no response.
But I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the speed of the sword energy seemed to suddenly increase a bit.
Then, along with Wei Changtian's last words, it fell from the sky, like a huge wave, drowning countless humble and confused ants from west to east.
It is difficult to describe such a sword in words.
If I have to say, perhaps there are a few verses from poems that have been used too much in the past life that can barely express one ten-thousandth of the shock.
The sound of drums and horns opens the sky and the air becomes cold; the wind and waves shake the earth and the mountains and sea in autumn.
The flowers in the hall intoxicate three thousand guests, and the sword brings frost to fourteen states.
This sword can flatten mountains and seas, and can stop millions of soldiers ."
In the frosty light, at least three thousand people disappeared without even having the chance to utter a cry or wail before this sword blew away everything.
Including the dumbfounded Liu Guang, the thoughtful Wei Changtian, and the dazed Xu Suisui.
“Crack!”
“Crack!”
The faint sound of jade breaking rang out almost simultaneously on the mountain and below, and then two balls of green light appeared and disappeared.
The Qingjue Jade Pendant was triggered one after another and instantly teleported Wei Changtian and Xu Suisui to unknown places.
And just before the transmission, a voice sounded in their minds.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully plundering part of the luck of the Son of Heaven "Ning Yongnian", reward system points: 150]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully changing part of the plot, reward system points: 500]
【.】
“.”
"Run! Run quickly!!!"
After more than ten breaths, chaotic and terrified shouts finally rang out.
Even including those killed by Wei Changtian before, the total number of deaths in Zhenshan Camp was actually less than 4,000, accounting for only about 10% of the total number of people.
But looking at the "vacuum zone" of more than a hundred feet in front of them, I'm afraid no one can remain calm at this time.
All thoughts of chasing the rebels and killing the enemy had been forgotten . With the main generals already dead, all the remaining soldiers in Zhenshan Camp had only one thing on their minds -
That is to escape quickly.
For a moment, the crowd rushed backwards regardless of everything, even faster than when they came.
They were so busy escaping that they didn't notice the dark shadow slowly falling from the sky in the distance.
“Hula!”
The night wind was mixed with the smell of blood, blowing the black robe loudly.
It was Qin Zhengqiu, whom Wei Changtian had just failed to find.
He used the "indiscriminate fire coverage" move of the Moon-piercing Sword, but ended up "killing" his grandson as well. Logically speaking, this should have been caused by his inability to fully control this move.
However, if Wei Changtian were still "alive" now and saw Qin Zhengqiu's expression at this moment, he might have another guess in his mind.
Maybe my grandfather did it on purpose.
“.”
The soil was covered with blood, and broken limbs and shattered armor were everywhere.
Qin Zhengqiu walked step by step in the pool of blood with an expressionless face, and then stopped at the place where Wei Changtian disappeared.
He raised his head and looked around, then silently looked away.
The half-white long hair covered most of the face, but it could not hide the struggling and painful eyes.
"Grandson, grandson."
Suddenly, some hoarse voices echoed in the night sky.
At the moment, there is no one alive within a few hundred feet around except Qin Zhengqiu, so this sentence could only have come from him.
But if combined with his movements and expressions at this moment, the call seemed a little incongruous, as if there were two completely different souls within this body.
In the previous life, this would undoubtedly be a typical case of "schizophrenia".
These days it is generally referred to as "going astray and becoming possessed by the devil."
Although Old Zhang once advised "Never take illusion as reality", Qin Zhengqiu seemed not to have listened.
And judging from the power of his previous move of the Moon-Picking Sword, he should be very close to the first level now.
However, the current "Qin Zhengqiu" is no longer satisfied with breaking through to the first level.
What he really wants is to become an immortal.
This was not a fantasy, because he had already found a way to "become an immortal" "Shua!"
It seemed like just a blink of an eye and the black shadow disappeared from the spot.
The bright moon in the sky has returned to normal, and its light shines on the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, adding a layer of desolate and absurd softness to this purgatory-like scene.
All the events of the past and present have been blown away to ashes, and many great men have become immortals in their dreams.
(End of this chapter)
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