East Factory Governor

Chapter 696 Gratitude and Resentment Are False (Two Chapters in One)

Mei Yinzhi looked at Yitianjian with a look of surprise, and then laughed loudly, "It really is a good sword!"

Qin Shuhuai was stunned for a moment, because he saw a hint of greed on Mei Yinzhi's face.

In the hands of a master like him, the Yitian Sword can also exert amazing power, making his combat power even higher!
This is the sword that everyone in the world wants. It would not be surprising if Mei Yinzhi wanted to keep it for himself.

But at this moment, the Queen's Subu suddenly rose again, and went straight to Mei Yinzhi.

Knowing how powerful the Empress is, Mei Yinzhi didn't dare to tangle with her, quickly tapped the plain cloth with her toes, and flashed to Qin Shuhuai.

Afterwards, he handed the sword to him without hesitation.

"Master Qin, go down and save my brothers, I will leave this place to you!"

Accompanied by the sound, he has jumped several feet away.

Qin Shuhuai took the sword, thinking that he underestimated Mei Yinzhi just now.People in the Demon Cult still value the word "belief".

Just as he was thinking, he saw another piece of plain cloth rushing towards him.

With the Yitian sword in his hand, of course he is not afraid now!
As soon as the long sword was straightened, the sword body immediately emitted a dark blue light, and the Chilian sword energy seemed to see the long-lost master, and poured it on the sword impatiently.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Facing the plain cloth, Qin Shuhuai's long sword roared like a pear blossom rainstorm, and cut the plain cloth into several sections in an instant.

The Empress' complexion changed slightly, she immediately withdrew her moves, and took two steps back.

He asked with interest, "Is this the Yitian sword that is said to be indestructible?"

Qin Shuhuai smiled lightly, "It may not be impossible to be invincible, but it is more than enough to cut off your few feet of rags."

The empress said slowly, "Really? Then try again."

After all, with a wave of the long sleeve, another piece of unbroken plain cloth also rose up, and suddenly unfolded, about two feet wide.

Subu flew fast, like a mad white python.

Qin Shuhuai tried to break it with his sword, but he didn't think that the other party would not fight against him. Sometimes a piece of plain cloth was as hard as iron, and sometimes as soft as water. Even if he cut it with a sword, it seemed to be cut in water, and he didn't need any strength at all.

This is the so-called overcoming rigidity with softness.

The empress's Subu was flying faster and faster, and seemed to be out of order, appearing in various unexpected angles.

Qin Shuhuai felt that there were many shadows in front of his eyes. When he went east, there was cloth in the east, and when he went west, there was cloth in the west again. It seemed to be everywhere.

Can't help thinking, is the empress making a formation from a piece of cloth?

If it goes on like this, he will be trapped in it like a headless fly, and he will die of exhaustion if he is not killed by her.

So without further hesitation, the long sword suddenly raised and swiped loudly, releasing a destructive sword energy.

Once his Chilian Sword Qi erupts, there is nothing in the world that can stop it, not even the Empress!
The blue-red majestic sword energy slashed across, and the Su Bu in front of him was instantly shattered into fragments, and the "array" no matter how powerful it was was also broken!
However, after the strong eruption, his true energy was at least reduced by half.

Facing a master like the empress, if half of the true energy is lost, there is no way to fight at all.

36 counting is the best.

Without saying a word, Qin Shuhuai turned around and ran away!

The Empress chuckled, "Master Qin, Zensheng ran away again?"

After all, he chased after him.

Qin Shuhuai hadn't run for more than a mile when he heard the sound of sharp objects piercing the air behind him.

Knowing that the Empress is repeating her old trick, she wants to use a hidden weapon to slow down her body skills.

He immediately dodged to the left, and the hidden weapon went close to his arm.

Guessing that the empress was approaching, he turned around without hesitation, and swiped his long sword horizontally!
Sure enough, after the empress came, seeing Qin Shuhuai slashing back with a sword, she had no choice but to dodge.

Relying on the power of the Heavenly Sword, there is no body in the world that can resist it, the empress knows this very well.

Seeing this, Qin Shuhuai continued to run.

Wait patiently for the recovery of true qi.

The two kept chasing and chasing, and came to the ruins of Mingtang again.

Qin Shuhuai was taken aback by the sight in front of him.

There was a broken knife stuck in Zhao Wuhen's chest, his whole body was bloody, and he leaned weakly against the broken wall, obviously he couldn't die.

The five apostles of the Devil's Cult have fallen to the ground, and their life and death are unknown.

The six apostles and the seven apostles were still fighting hard with the three red-capped bamboo hat men, but both of them were seriously injured, and they were about to lose their strength!
Shen Xi's white hair was stained with blood, and there were seven or eight obvious traumas on his body, but he was still guarding Yan Huizhi's body tightly together with a dozen or so Demon Cultists.

Relatively speaking, Mei Yinzhi, who joined the battlefield later, was better, with only minor injuries.

Now, the number of people on both sides is basically equal, and there are still a steady stream of people from the Devil's Cult to come to reinforce them.

Bu Er San Ren, Wu Lie and others also arrived, and there were 40 or [-] people on the scene using the iconic "Yan Nan Gui" formation.

The empress's troops also suffered heavy losses, except for the two apostles and the three red-capped masters, there were only seventy to eighty remaining masters.

The elite guards from the Western Regions fell to the ground, white bamboo hats were everywhere, being trampled and rolled over.

Qin Shuhuai guessed that the defense line of the Empress Tsing Yi Army on the outskirts was probably about to be breached, or else the Blazing Bannermen wouldn't be able to get in.

Just hold on a little longer!

Seeing this, the empress immediately left Qin Shuhuai and went straight to Shenxi.

After all, her main purpose of this trip was to kill all the masters of the Demon Cult, and Qin Shuhuai was just something she wanted to kill by the way.

When Qin Shuhuai saw it, he turned around and chased after her, thrusting his sword straight into her back.

The empress was furious.

When chasing him, he ran faster than a rabbit, and when not chasing him, he clung to him like a fly, which is unreasonable!
Out of rage, the empress shouted, "You're courting death!"

Then he drew a soft sword gleaming with silver light from his waist.

With a flick of the soft sword, it made a "squeaky" sound, like a brook gurgling, or like a spirit snake spitting out letters.

Another weapon that overcomes rigidity with softness.

Qin Shuhuai thought that he had the Yitian sword in his hand, and he would not be afraid of anyone if he were to compete with the sword, so he rushed forward and attacked fiercely.

Clinking, the two swords intersected, but the Yitian Sword could not cut off the soft sword of the Empress.

The reason is that the soft sword is flexible, and when the Yitian sword is knocked on it, the soft sword will bend immediately, which can greatly reduce the force. In addition, it is extremely flexible and will not break.

The empress was anxious to kill Qin Shuhuai, so she attacked with all her strength without holding back.

Qin Shuhuai didn't dare to fight her head-on with the soul-chasing and life-snatching sword that has both offense and defense, but used the Dharma sword technique taught to him by Zhiyun. Sword Qi and the Empress deal with each other.

Two people, two swords, intertwined, entangled, and collided at a frightening speed, and the two figures flashed left and right in a flashing motion.

They were surrounded by a layer of fierce sword energy visible to the naked eye, but all the masters within a meter of them, regardless of whether they were subordinates of the Demon Sect or the Empress, as long as their cultivation was not at the middle level, they would be devastated by this sword energy.

The skin was scratched by the sword qi at the slightest, and the neck was wiped by the sword qi at the worst. In the fierce wind and rain, just the leaked sword qi knocked down many good opponents!

This may be the strongest sword-to-sword duel in the world in the past ten years!
This kind of duel is undoubtedly extremely exhausting.

Qin Shuhuai just used a strong burst, and now the sword energy is getting less and less.

The situation is very bad.

The empress gradually gained the upper hand, so she launched an attack with a stronger posture.

Qin Shuhuai handed over the sword, the empress's wrist flicked, the soft sword lightly knocked on the Yitian sword, and then circled up like a spirit snake, the tip of the sword was like a tongue sticking out a letter, and went straight to Qin Shuhuai's wrist.

Qin Shuhuai was startled, and immediately exerted strength in his hands, grasping the Yitian sword and slammed it backwards, trying to get rid of the entanglement of the soft sword.

He originally thought that with the Empress's cultivation, the soft sword must be tightly wrapped, but he didn't want to pull it out immediately.

It was too much force, and his body leaned back a little.

But at this moment, I saw the Empress floating towards her, and slapped her with a palm.

It turned out that it was just a false move to attract his attention!

How swift the empress's hand was, Qin Shuhuai was only distracted for a moment, and the palm was inevitable!

In desperation, Qin Shuhuai could only haunt the left hand holding the sword against his palm!
"boom!"

The two palms faced each other, and there was an earth-shattering roar.

A few martial artists with lower cultivation bases were hit by the overflowing true energy, and they all fell to the ground.

Although Qin Shuhuai used Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, but the true energy in his body was consumed too much before, so he must not be able to defeat the empress.

He was knocked into the air about four or five feet away, and the qi in his body was once again in chaos, but he didn't suffer too much internal injury.

This is the benefit of Zhongchengjing's Yi Yang True Qi, no matter how powerful the internal force is, he will never be seriously injured.

Don't forget that the body protection effect of Yiyang Zhenqi is much higher than that of Jiuyang Divine Art.

If he is allowed to adjust his breath for a while, he can regain his true energy.

However, the empress would not give him this chance!

Although the empress stepped back a few feet, it took only a few breaths to level the time!

She shouted, "Take your life!"

Immediately, the soft sword straightened out and stabbed at Qin Shuhuai!

Qin Shuhuai's mind went blank, he couldn't even use light work at this moment!
All thoughts are gone, only instinct remains.

Instinctively run on the ground!
But how can he outrun the empress's superb lightness kung fu? !
At this moment, the ruins suddenly exploded, and a black figure roared out of countless broken stones!

"This seat is not dead yet!"

There was a blast, like a thunderstorm, deafening!
The empress flew halfway, only to see that black shadow getting closer and closer to her!
Her pupils shrank suddenly!
That is... Yan Wuyue? !
Yan Wuyue has disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and distorted face, like a ghost!
The Empress and Yan Wuyue meet in the sky!
Each has only one goal - to kill each other!
The Empress stabbed Yan Wuyue's chest with her soft sword, but was shocked to see that Yan Wuyue did not dodge or dodge, and let her sword sink into her chest!

"Pfft!"

The Empress was stunned.

At the same time, Yan Wuyue's palm also slapped the empress's chest fiercely!
"boom!"

There was a violent noise, and the air violently burst!
A wave of air visible to the naked eye oscillated in a ring!
Yan Wuyue and the Empress fell from the sky respectively!
"Master!"

"Empress!"

The people on both sides cried out in mourning!

The two apostles frantically bounced off the ground and caught the empress in the air!

Seeing that the Empress's face was pale, her jade hands were hanging down feebly, and the blood from the corner of her mouth flowed down like a stream, instantly dyeing her Tsing Yi red.

But still with a hint of a smile, looking at him foolishly.

The two apostles felt their worlds spinning, as if their hearts were being torn apart crazily, and they were so painful that they couldn't breathe.

The so-called heart-piercing, heart-breaking, nothing more than that!

He suddenly discovered that all hatred and grievances at this moment were all vain.

Only the true love in my arms is what I want in my life!
Landing lightly, he embraced the empress, his eyes instantly blurred.

He opened his mouth for a long time, but only shouted two words, "Autumn leaves!"

The empress held her breath, desperately raised a hand, and touched the faces of the two apostles.

Said softly, "Yingchen, I... want to go home."

The two apostles were speechless, but nodded desperately, tears dripping down the empress's face like a flood breaking a bank.

"Let's go back to the south of the Yangtze River... the plum blossoms in my hometown have... bloomed..."

The bodies of the two apostles kept twitching.

That winter, poor and alone, he met this woman who had followed him all his life in the plum garden in the south of the Yangtze River.

A woman who created a whole country for his hatred!

"Ying Chen, I can't help you...you..."

After saying this, the empress slowly lowered her hands.

The two apostles hugged the empress tightly, neither screaming nor moving.

Just sobbing, like a helpless child.

The Demon Sect soldiers completely broke through the Tsingyi Army's outer defense line, and rushed over like a tide.

In this battle that is bound to shock the martial arts world, the outcome has already been decided.

With a soft sword stuck in Yan Wuyue's body, her face was pale.

But he was still standing.

Like an immortal ghost!
He pushed away Mei Yinzhi who came to escort him, and staggered towards Yan Huizhi.

In his pupils, there is only Yan Huizhi!
"Regret! My son!"

He yelled hoarsely and feebly.

He walked to Yan Huizhi and sat down, disregarding everyone's dissuasion, and hugged him in his arms with the last bit of strength.

"Regret! My son!"

He repeated this sentence repeatedly, like a demented old man.

This soft call made Yan Huizhi miraculously open his eyes.

Yan Wuyue thought that Yan Huizhi was dead, but she didn't expect him to wake up again.

The dull eyes glowed with a strange look again.

He twitched nervously, and suddenly said to a deserted place, "My son is not dead! Madame, have you seen it? Hahaha, our son is fine, fine!"

As he spoke, he stood up abruptly, and walked a few steps with dull eyes.

Then, stretch out your arms and hug the air gently.

Yan Huizhi gradually recovered from his blank consciousness, and finally found that Yan Wuyue had a sword stuck in his chest!

Immediately screamed like crazy, "Daddy!"

Yan Wuyue laughed out loud!
The laughter stretched for miles, and the echo lingered endlessly!
After laughing, he finally fell down stiffly.

After being tortured all his life by hatred and world power, he can finally leave with peace of mind to see his wife!
In this battle, the four masters at that time, the Demon Saint and the Empress both fell!

This ending, no one expected.

(End of this chapter)