Qing Ming

Gan Luo stretched out his finger and gently scratched the notch on the tip of the knife. The feeling of pricking his hand caused a pain in his heart that had been silent for thousands of years. It was surprisingly similar to the expression he had when he lost the Tiger Soul Knife. .

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!Three figures flashed out of the Mengchi army formation, and instantly landed beside Gan Luo. They were his three brothers.

One of them spread out his palm and said in a deep voice: "Brother, do you remember this spiritual object!" There was a round black stone in his palm.

Gan Luo couldn't help gasping at the first glance, and said with a frosty face: "Could it be that the monk..." He stopped abruptly in the middle of the speech, and the nodding of several younger brothers has confirmed his thoughts .

Now Gan Luo finally understands why when he first saw the silver-masked man, he had a feeling of déjà vu, and the scene of the battle on the top of Wanshou Mountain resurfaced in his mind again. And a man with a silver mask...

Zhou Da had already rode to Liu Qiankun's side, got off the horse, and was about to reach out to check his breath, but found that his closed eyes slowly opened a crack.

"Help me up!" Liu Qiankun struggled for a while, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't exert any strength.

Zhou Da stepped forward quickly, leaned over and thrust his hand under Liu Qiankun's ribs, and lifted him up, but the Gan brothers in the distance noticed this move.

The four of them looked at each other, and no longer cared about shocking the world, they soared into the sky and shot towards the direction where Liu Qiankun was standing like an arrow.

Hula!Nearly a million troops from both camps fell to their knees and kowtowed, their weapons scattered all over the ground. The strength shown by the Gan brothers has far exceeded the understanding of ordinary people. In the eyes of these soldiers, they are gods. The irreversible supreme existence...

Zhou Da held back the shock in his heart, firmly supported Liu Qiankun who was on the verge of falling, and looked at the four figures approaching in an instant, his mind went blank, and beads of sweat dripped down the bridge of his nose.

Liu Qiankun didn't know where the strength came from, but he pushed Zhou Da away, and said in a deep voice: "Get on the horse, let's go!" His eyes were red, and the Qingming sword in his hand became heavier and heavier.

He didn't fall down, and stood upright staggeringly, his eyes were bloodshot, he stuck out his tongue with difficulty, licked the salty blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes, and slowly turned a pitch-black The ink-like beads are stuffed into the mouth.

The Gan brothers floated down, pointing at Liu Qiankun with four pitch-black short knives, their faces still dull, like four wooden carvings standing still.

Gudong!Liu Qiankun's throat moved, and he swallowed the earth spirit pearl in his mouth, which made him roll his eyes, and almost lost his breath, a sharp pain came from his throat.

"Monster! Capture him without letting go!" Gan Luo shouted coldly.

Liu Qiankun didn't speak, and he couldn't speak either. There were bursts of tearing pain in his throat, which made him scream incessantly, and the long sword in his hand began to tremble violently.

Plop!His legs softened and he fell to his knees. Liu Qiankun used his last bit of strength to slam the long sword into the soil, barely supporting his crumbling body. He thought about releasing Sky Eater, but he couldn't, Brother Gan This kind of strong opponent is not something Xiao Chetian can handle, the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth drips onto the soil, tick!tick!Splashing muddy blood flowers...

Looking at the miserable state of the silver-masked man, the four brothers couldn't bear it. After all, they owed a great favor to Qiong Hong, who was incarnate as a golden dragon, in the battle of Wanshou Mountain that day. Shallow, but they have to fight each other to tell them how to do it!

"What is your relationship with that golden dragon?" Gan Luo asked in a deep voice.

"Brother!" Liu Qiankun spat out two words with difficulty, his voice hoarse, as if it was squeezed out of his throat.

The Gan brothers remained silent, but there was a bit of guilt and surprise in their eyes. If the silver-masked man is not killed today, there will be endless troubles in the future, but if he is killed, wouldn't the four brothers be punished? En will revenge the infamy?

The Gan brothers, who had been cultivated to the sky for a while, also fell into a dilemma.

Liu Qiankun felt a burst of explosion in his chest, as if there was a raging flame burning, violent heat waves washed over every vein in him, and the immature elixir in his dantian was desperately absorbing the spirit of the earth Qi, in vain, skyrocketed several times, becoming the size of an egg, spinning rapidly, like a non-stop spinning top...

"Ah!" Liu Qiankun let out a stern howl, blood seeped from the pores all over his body, instantly dyed him into a blood man, and the blood trickled down the hilt of the sword, dyeing the Qing Ming sword into darkness red.

The Earth Spirit Bead exploded in his body, and the energy of the Earth Spirit that had accumulated for millions of years gushed out. If he hadn't had a body that was so strong and perverted, he would have exploded and died. He was gambling, using his life to make A gamble.

The four brothers looked at the blood-soaked silver-masked man in front of them, and couldn't help but look serious. The dagger in their hands choked to the top of their heads, and a murderous aura filled the air.

Liu Qiankun miraculously stood up straight, the silver owl mask on his face was covered with horrific bloodstains, and his hoarse and cold voice sounded like a deep pool of nine seclusion.

"Zhou Da, let's go!"

With tears in his eyes, Zhou Da got on his horse and galloped away. He knew: the current battle is beyond what he, a mortal, can get involved in. Staying here will only make Liu Qiankun unable to let go. It is best to leave. s Choice!

Liu Qiankun forced the spirit of the earth in his body to his lower body, stomped his feet on the ground, and his whole body soared into the sky, leaving only two shocking blood-red footprints on the ground.

The four short knives turned into four ink dragons and rushed forward, the cold murderous aura was as refreshing as frost. The four brothers had already made up their minds to kill the silver-masked man on the spot. The palpitations of the crazy fighting spirit, the current silver-masked man has made them feel an inexplicable danger, and they will kill it in the bud regardless of the consequences.

Liu Qiankun turned around, and the Qingming Sword in his hand hummed, and a dazzling white light was drawn from the sword, and the man also swooped down, and took the black knife straight like a shooting star, his eyes were red...

The four short knives were originally spiritual objects of ten thousand years, and the four black lights gathered in mid-air to form a beam of light, rushing straight up.

Boom!The two beams of light collided fiercely in the air, making a loud noise that shook the sky, and a group of bright and dazzling brilliance burst out, reflecting the sky like daytime, and circles of air waves surged violently, rippling like water waves. Come.

Flying sand and rocks, the ground was also blown away by the sudden air wave, and the raised mud and dust covered all five figures, and even the millions of troops hundreds of feet away were affected by the air wave, reeling, horses neighing, soldiers The sound of the blade falling to the ground is endless!

Rumble!Thunder bursts, the sky suddenly dimmed, dark clouds billowed to cover the sky, a golden light pierced the sky, roared towards it, and a clear and high-pitched roar echoed in the sky...

Heh heh... all the war horses in the army fell to the ground, and the mournful cry made people feel confused...

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