Chapter 127 Fuck Your God
Yan Qianlie's eyes flashed with admiration. Although they said they didn't agree with each other, he still respected and admired this woman more and more.
Such grace and bearing, such arrogance, and the repeated losses he had suffered at her hands in various open and covert struggles over the past few months.
In the eyes of the devil, all female cultivators in the world are cauldrons. Although Yan Qianlie is a bloodthirsty and frenzied warrior, and has long lost the desire for men and women, his thinking of looking down on women is still deeply rooted, and he never thought that Qiu Wuji was worthless.
The reason why she is so famous is simply because of those hypocrites in the righteous path who flatter beautiful women as if they were fairies, and carry them in sedan chairs, as if she is so powerful...
Only now did I realize that Qiu Wuji was a true top-level cultivator and the strongest opponent I had ever encountered in my life.
If he wants to win, he still has to attack her Dao Heart from other angles: "Master Qiu, do you know that your coming out in full force is exactly what I planned?"
Qiu Wuji smiled faintly: "It's nothing more than secretly placing some chess pieces to launch a surprise attack on Yunji Mountain... But Sect Master Yan, you know that our sect has been secretly practicing new techniques these days. At this moment, everything is in a state of confusion. Even if you go there yourself, you may not be able to find a way to break in?"
Yan Qianlie was slightly startled.
But Qiu Wuji said leisurely: "Is Sect Master Yan confused? Where has Old Man Wu Gu gone recently?"
Yan Qianlie said calmly: "There is no need to be afraid of the dry bones in the tomb. I have my own arrangements."
Qiu Wuji said: "Your Excellency paid attention to the Boneless Old Man, but you may not have paid attention to the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord."
Yan Qianlie laughed: "What can he do to a stray dog whose soul escaped?"
Qiu Wuji said calmly: "Our sect has a very good disciple named Chu Tiange. You should have heard of him by now."
Yan Qianlie nodded and said, "This man is tenacious and has extraordinary luck. He forged a golden elixir at a young age. I have heard that many of the people below have failed in his hands. The Yunji Sect is still a place of outstanding people and heroes."
"If Chu Tiange is alone, he may be just a junior who can be praised in your eyes; if Poison Hand Demon Lord is alone, he is just a stray dog." Qiu Wuji smiled slightly: "But when Chu Tiange brought Poison Hand Demon Lord's soul and sneaked into your Nine Burning Altar, you may have to consider what kind of reaction their cooperation will produce."
Yan Qianlie's expression changed slightly.
"Clang!" The Qiu Shui Ning Bi sword was suddenly unsheathed, and the brilliant divine light illuminated the night.
Qiu Wuji waved his sword and pointed: "In the battle between you and me, I actually want to enjoy the battle itself with an evenly matched opponent. The disturbance outside the arena will only disturb my mind and will not benefit my Taoism. The flames of the purgatory of the Yan Sect Master can burn the sky and destroy the earth. I have long admired it. Why don't you teach me?"
Yan Qianlie felt that this woman was a bit sinister. You have said everything about me, the good and the bad. Is this why your master taught you to do the right thing?
But what he said was true. Yan Qianlie suddenly felt heroic and decisively threw the chaos outside the arena aside. He laughed loudly: "As expected of Qiu Wuji... Watch my fight!"
A violent and unmatched flaming fist broke through the air, and the fire dragon roared, looking ferocious and ferocious.
As the fire dragon flew through the air, the ground several feet away was covered with traces of burning and charring.
Qiu Wuji's figure in the distance became blurred, and the dark autumn water merged into the night sky.
It seemed as if there was endless autumn in all directions, and the rippling water drowned the flames.
"Clang!" The dazzling sword light bloomed under the bright moon, and the powerful sword energy cut through the night and the flames.
As the outside world was talking about the battle between water and fire, people suddenly remembered that Qiu Wuji was not a water-based cultivator.
She is a sword cultivator!
The most powerful and fierce sword, the one that can destroy everything!
"boom!"
The entire mountain exploded with a loud bang, and black flames swirled up into the sky.
Black night, black flames, dark aura, and twisted and chaotic space.
The monks watching the battle from afar could no longer see the scene at the center of the battle. They could only see a bright sword light rising up in the darkness, like the eternal moon in the night sky.
The moonlight is like water, slowly spreading over the world, connecting the mountains and reflecting the water, and reaching the distant sky.
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As a novel about cultivating immortals, Chu Ge’s descriptions of fighting scenes are very detailed.
This chapter is not finished yet, so I found a place to post it in fragments.
Readers were both delighted and angry at the same time.
I felt relieved and thought the climax was well written, but at the same time I was mad that Zhang Ge was getting more and more excessive. How could people survive if they cut off the chapter in the middle of a fight?
However, Chu Ge did not intentionally interrupt the passage this time. His eyes were more solemn than ever before.
Because he was reviewing whether the details of the fight he had written were different from what he had just seen.
It was normal that the details were different, especially when it came to Qiu Wuji. Since she had "broken the boundary and reached the state of truth", there were too many details of her actions that were no longer carried out according to what he had written. Chu Ge had already gotten used to it.
But what if Yan Qianlie also had different details?
Is it because of the butterfly effect caused by Qiu Wuji's difference, and the different responses to Qiu Wuji's attacks naturally led to Yan Qianlie's different choices?
Or is it because Yan Qianlie is also beginning to show signs of "breaking free from the laws of nature"?
This cannot be ignored.
At Yan Qianlie's level, since he has already sensed the existence of "Heavenly Dao", it is normal for him to try to break free. What Qiu Wuji can do, Yan Qianlie certainly has a certain chance of doing it.
I didn’t notice it on normal days, but during this life-and-death duel, was there anything revealed?
Is it possible that the ending will not go as written and get completely out of control?
Chu Ge slowly wrote a new chapter on the document, his mind tense as he did not miss a moment of the sword light and flames interweaving in the black flames.
Details that even the powerful monks could not see were clearly visible to him.
"Your soul has been wandering around a lot recently, and I don't know where it is." Yan Qianlie was whispering in the flames, "I thought you might have delayed your practice, but I didn't expect that after meeting you this time, your practice has become more solid and subtle. All the changes are in your mind, like the moon reflected in the water."
Qiu Wuji swung his sword to break the flames and said calmly: "Same here, your subtlety is beyond my expectation."
“So…” Yan Qianlie’s eyes showed a very strange look, which seemed to be excited, but also ferocious: “Your Wanxiang Phantom is something that is absolutely beyond the concept of Yunji Sect. No one in the world would think of it… I don’t know if the Heavenly Dao has thought of it… You are trying to break free from it, right?”
Qiu Wuji's expression turned stern.
Suddenly, a hint of white appeared in Yan Qianlie's black flame.
White flames.
It attached to Qiu Wuji's sword, spreading and burning, melting iron silently. In just the blink of an eye, it followed the Qiu Shui Ning Bi sword that was supposed to isolate all flames and invaded Qiu Wuji's meridians.
"Some of the things I practice, does the heaven know about it?" Yan Qianlie screamed to the sky: "If you want to control my fate, screw your mother's heaven!"
"boom!"
The white flames surged up and replaced the night.
Qiu Wuji spat out a mouthful of blood and fell back in horror.
She could suppress Bai Yan, but what really made her tremble with fear was that Yan Qianlie had discovered it?
How could he find out?
This slight mental fluctuation is the cause of defeat in a battle of this level!
How could Yan Qianlie miss this opportunity?
He let out a wild roar, and a terrifying blazing wave rushed into the sky, turning the entire Qingfeng Peak into nothingness.
Qiu Wuji, who was in the center of the flames, could only take protective measures and quickly evacuate the center point where the temperature was the highest.
The fire flashed, but Yan Qianlie had already blocked her escape path, his eyes full of bloodthirsty rage: "Stay!"
The devil's hand turned into a fist, and the terrifying bright light was about to hit Qiu Wuji's back.
A divine light flashed in Qiu Wuji's eyes, and he turned in the air. The half-broken Qiu Shui Ning Bi sword suddenly pierced the center of his fist.
"boom!"
The sky collapsed and the earth split, the earth roared, and the hundreds of miles of green peaks were reduced to ruins.
"If he says I win, I will win!" Qiu Wuji had blood on the corner of his mouth and his eyes were firm: "You can't escape."
Yan Qianlie was about to mock him when his mind suddenly twitched.
The white flame that he had worked so hard to cultivate somehow degenerated and rapidly turned into the original black flame, which was also much weaker.
An irresistible pressure descended, it was Heaven's way correcting the direction of the world: "Erasing the super-plot skills that should not exist."
This may not seem to cause any harm to Yan Qianlie on the surface, but it would be fatal in a battle.
It's like using a sword to chop someone, thinking you can cut through iron like mud, but suddenly it breaks... Everyone's reaction at that moment will be a flaw.
Sun Ce died here.
So is Yan Qianlie.
With a "puff" sound, the Qiu Shui Ning Bi sword pierced heavily into Yan Qianlie's heart.
The flames subsided and there was peace for hundreds of miles.
With a violent roar, the Flame Spirit fled away.
Qiu Wuji vomited a mouthful of blood. He was too weak and too lazy to chase after him.
She looked up at the moon, as if she could see a smiling face in it.
Chugo saved the document and published a chapter that was completely different from the actual battle process, but there was a relaxed smile on his face: "I told you that I could help you with a blow... I told you not to underestimate the enemy, come back and fight."
(End of this chapter)
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