Rebirth of the Invincible Emperor

Chapter 214 The Great War Begins

People from all walks of life on Hong Kong Island were alarmed, whether it was the rich in the upper class, capital predators, journalists, or CEOs of listed companies. After hearing the news, they all ordered their servants to prepare helicopters or yachts and go to the high seas to watch the battle.

On Hong Kong Island, the magic world is not far from the upper class. Many wealthy people have close contacts with people in the magic world, and many people even have a collection of "magic artifacts" that have settled down in their homes.

Countless people rushed towards the open sea.

At the same time, in Hong Kong Island Royal First Hospital, Li Jiaxin was lying on the hospital bed, thinking of the twilight just now, when the sea water ruthlessly poured into her mouth, she had difficulty breathing, and her body was icy cold.

Li Jiaxin once thought that she was going to die, that she would really be buried in the belly of a fish.

Fortunately, the bodyguard raised at home was loyal and found her in the vast sea. Li Jiaxin wandered around the gate of death, but she did not die after all.

But she was terribly frightened, her pretty face was pale, even at this moment, she still felt cold all over, Ye Cheng's face was lingering in her mind.

"Sister, don't worry, news came back just now, Master Zhuge has gone to the Romantic, and is going to kill Ye Cheng with his own hands!" Li Zihuan said with a gloomy face beside the hospital bed.

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Ye Cheng stood with his hands above the open sea, looked down at the late Zhuge Ming, shook his head and said, "You are too slow, you made me wait too long."

Zhuge Ming's face was gloomy. Just now he was going to compete with Ye Cheng, but now he was defeated. He felt that his face was dull, and said: "It's useless to talk, come on, I'll kill you to prove the way!"

Without further ado, he made a decisive move.

I saw Zhuge Ming's fingers shining brightly, and his fingertips shot out divine lights, intertwined. The next moment, he flicked his fingers to the sky, with amazing power, and said coldly: "I named this technique 'Pingtian Finger', it can Flatten everything, smooth the blue sky!"

"Looking at the sky from a well, Xiao Daoer dares to level the sky." Ye Cheng sneered.

He is the emperor of heaven, above the sky.

"It's useless to talk too much, try my blow!"

Zhuge Ming snorted coldly, and as soon as he pointed out, his figure skyrocketed, towering like a cloud, and his fingertips bloomed with a cold light, shining silver, and murderous, attacking Ye Cheng.

It is such a killer move as soon as it is shot, if it is a real person who practiced the law, he would not be able to last for a few rounds.

Ye Cheng wasn't afraid at all, Zhuge Ming, he didn't take it to heart, Little Crescent Moon was still waiting for him, in the 10 minutes, Ye Cheng's time to travel back and forth in the future was included.

The sea water was trembling and rumbling, as if boiling.

"Boom!"

Ping Tian's finger fell, and Ye Cheng raised his palm lightly to defuse the blow.

"Bang" a circle of air waves exploded and spread in all directions. The sea water was pulled by the air waves, centered on Ye Cheng, and rippling.

Seeing this scene, Zhuge Ming's expression froze.

He continued to play his fingers, like a lady playing the piano, with incomparable elegance. Countless attacks landed with a very high frequency. Some were blocked by Ye Cheng, while others were avoided by him. The attacks that were avoided by Ye Cheng fell into the sea and went deep into the bottom of the sea. , There are deep ravines cut out there, the power is terrifying.

If it falls on a person, it will be instantly crushed into a pulp.

After a round of attacking, Ye Cheng was as immobile as a clock. His white clothes were more than snow, and even his clothes were extremely clean without any wrinkles.

"You don't have much time, there are still 5 minutes, if you can't come up with more powerful means, I will kill you now." Ye Cheng said calmly.

"Shuzi, arrogant!"

Zhuge Ming was furious, "Eat me with one move, ten thousand swords!"

"Zheng!"

When Zhuge Ming waved his hand, it was as if thousands of flying swords were screaming together. He sacrificed more than ten flying swords, which resounded through the sky and the earth, showing their sharpness.

"Twenty years ago, the old man got a sword manual by chance, which recorded some ways of sword immortality. After more than ten years of hard work, the old man finally refined a batch of flying swords according to the above records. Unfortunately, the materials were not enough. Otherwise, the old man really wants to see what the legendary ten thousand swords are like!" Zhuge Ming said proudly, driving the flying swords around his body.

"It's a pity, I have studied the method of cultivating sword immortals recorded above for ten years, but I still can't comprehend it! What do you mean by refining Qi and building a foundation!"

As Zhuge Ming said, a look of pity appeared on his face.

"Oh?"

Ye Cheng showed a look of interest, he could tell at a glance that the quality of the flying sword refined by Zhuge Ming was really mediocre, at most it was a low-grade intermediate magic weapon, and it was different from Wang Xuanfeng's flying sword he saw in Yinlongtan. , only one grade higher.

And the sword manual he obtained actually included cultivation levels such as qi refining and foundation building in the world of immortality. In this way, immortal cultivators definitely existed in the ancient times of the earth.

It's just that there is a lack of spiritual energy on the earth now. Except for Ye Cheng, other people may not be able to perceive the spiritual energy, so how to cultivate it?

"However, this does not affect the old man's comprehension of the art of controlling the sword. Today, the old man will use these twelve flying swords to kill you!" Zhuge Ming's tone changed, and he relied on this flying sword to kill the enemy. Invincible in Southeast Asia.

"go with!"

Following Zhuge Ming's soft shout, twelve flying swords flew towards Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng remained motionless, allowing the flying sword to slash at the deadly places such as the center of his eyebrows, temples, and throat.

"when!"

There were bursts of crisp sounds that fell on Zhuge Ming's heart, making him feel like he was struck by lightning.

As if he had thought of something, his figure retreated abruptly, recalled his flying sword, and retreated tens of meters before stopping, with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Are you a body refiner?" Zhuge Ming asked in surprise.

His flying sword is so sharp that it can cut even gold and iron at will, and can easily break through steel plates ten centimeters thick.But it couldn't hurt Ye Cheng at all, what does this mean?It shows that Ye Cheng's physical body is harder than gold and iron.

Only body refiners with great physical bodies can withstand the attacks of tanks and small howitzers, but such people are extremely rare, even fewer than grandmasters and Daoist practitioners, and they are almost invisible in the world.

If anyone can physically resist his flying sword attack, it is definitely a body refiner with a great physical body!
Ye Cheng didn't mean to explain, he refined the skin, calcined the viscera, unblocked the tendons, made great jade bones, and forged a perfect dao foundation, a small mastery of dao body, he has long been afraid of swords and bullets.

Senior monks in the realm of comprehension can use only their physical bodies to forcibly use low-level magic weapons without damage. This is just the most basic supernatural power!
Zhuge Ming seemed to have seen a ghost, Ye Cheng shook his head disdainfully, and said amusedly: "Flying sword? I happened to make one too, do you want to try it?"

"what?"

Zhuge Ming was inexplicably surprised.

"Buzz!"

As soon as Ye Cheng had a thought, he heard a chirping sound, and a green light flew out of his body, flying and circling in the air.

The moment the Molten Fire Sword found Zhuge Ming's flying sword, it buzzed unknowingly, it had already given birth to 'spiritual consciousness', and with other flying swords present, the Molten Fire Sword was eager to try, with a high fighting spirit.

"Go, don't kill this person for now!" Ye Cheng waved lightly.

"You! You are too deceitful! I want to see how good your flying sword is!"

Zhuge Ming was shocked and angry, Ye Cheng's words were simply humiliating him.

But the next scene made Zhuge Ming fall into an ice cave.

"when" "when" "when" "when"

A series of crisp sounds came, Zhuge Ming's twelve flying swords were like tofu, and the melting sword cut them off with only one blow.

Zhuge Ming's heart was bleeding, and he quickly recalled the remaining flying swords. These flying swords were all his painstaking efforts. After collecting materials for more than ten years, he made twelve. More than half of it was destroyed.

(End of this chapter)