Martial Arts: A Chinese Ghost Story, Huang Rong Tears

"Dugu Qiubai felt defeated for the first time in his life."

"No, that's not frustration, that's powerlessness, deep powerlessness."

"His sword can only kill, but not save."

"He has never felt that the sword in his hand is so weak."

"No one thought of it, and no one could think of it."

"Kendo No. 1 back then, in that misty and misty mass grave, holding a dead body, crying until he lost his voice and fainted like a helpless child."

"But, to no avail."

"Without Rui'er, the title of No. [-] under heaven is empty and pale."

"Dugu Qiubai overdrawn all his potential early and gave up the possibility of ascension in the future, but he also completely broke through the confinement. Under the catalysis of hatred, his realm is advancing by leaps and bounds!"

"He pointed his sword at the sky, walked against the sky, drew a dripping wound from the sky, forcibly communicated with the heaven and man, half of his foot stepped into the realm of the land god, and completely transformed into a sword demon!"

"That night, lightning and thunder rumbled across Kyushu, and meteorites fell like torrential rain!"

"This phenomenon of heaven and earth is all caused by Dugu Qiubai alone!"

"Ten years after that."

"Dugu Qiubai is forging swords."

"Those extraterrestrial meteorites were forged by him into sharp swords one after another."

"But none of them could really satisfy him."

"The barren mass graves are full of swords. Those swords died before they entered the world."

"When the mass grave turned into a sword mound, Dugu Qiubai finally forged that sword, that indestructible epee, black iron."

"The epee has no sharp edge, and it doesn't work."

"A single effort can break a thousand meetings."

"Ten years later, Dugu seeks defeat and enters the arena again."

"The black-robed epee, the best sword, the strongest man, unparalleled in the world."

"Only this time, his opponent is no longer a certain person, a certain gang, but an empire."

"A prosperous empire, Great Qin."

Speaking of here.

The old man in the corner was also speechless.

What Li Qiye said was something that even his followers had never understood.

At that time, he only knew that Sword Demon was invincible in the world, and he only saw his glamorous appearance, but he didn't expect that Sword Demon had such a heavy past.

But there was also an imperceptible pride on his old face.

Fight against a country with your own strength!
Just ask, who can do it, and who dares to do it in today's martial arts world?
Sword Demon Dugu, there is no one before, and no one to come after!
"If you want to enter Xianyang for one hundred thousand miles, one hundred thousand miles will lead you to one hundred thousand graves!"

"The first collision in the rivers and lakes, the sword demon Dugu alone killed through the [-] cavalry that Daqin came to encircle and suppress!"

what?
Killed one hundred thousand cavalry from Great Qin by one person?

That is the Daqin iron cavalry who swallows like a tiger!
Great Qin cavalry that annexed the surrounding six countries!

ultimate!

This is the ultimate in kendo!
All the swordsmen present had their knuckles turned white, even Ximen Chuuxue was no exception.

"We will meet King Qin in front of the Golden Luan Hall, and the heavy sword and black iron will still be bloody!"

"That day, the entire Xianyang was shrouded in the sword energy of the sword demon Dugu!"

"He finally met Zulong, the culprit who killed Rui'er."

"He has seen the pitiful appearance of countless strong men who look like strong bones prostrate on the ground begging for mercy."

"He thought Zulong would do the same."

"At that time, he will cut off his head without hesitation to pay homage to Rui'er and even the ruined entire Yan Kingdom."

"But Zulong didn't show too much surprise, he just smiled, as if he was looking at a reckless and ignorant child, he was talking to himself, and he didn't even look at the dark epee."

"That's what Zulong said."

"The sword in your hand can kill hundreds of thousands of soldiers, but it can't destroy Qin, let alone save Yan and your relatives. It's just a pure killing sword."

"One hundred thousand soldiers, 20 thousand soldiers, 30 thousand soldiers, no matter how superb your swordsmanship is, there is still an upper limit after all, and your so-called upper limit is my lower limit."

"The widow's sword, inherited from Zhang Yi, is based on the soul of the Shang Lord as the map, with millions of heroes as the sword embryo, and tempered with the fire of punishment and morality. Sword heart, so it can not only destroy a country with a snap of the finger, but also protect all people in the world, including their families."

"This is the difference between the Emperor's Sword and the Common People's Sword."

"Therefore, from the very beginning, you have already fallen behind."

"Even if you were still in the capital at that time, you still couldn't withstand the power of the Tianzi sword, and couldn't stop the wanton collision of a million iron hooves."

"Now everything is irreparable."

"The so-called revenge is just an excuse for you to convince yourself to live on."

"The reason why you are allowed to come here is because the world is peaceful now, and I don't want to exchange the lives of more soldiers in exchange for the disappearance of a lonely ghost."

"Zulong's words hit the crack in Dugu Qiubai's heart like a sharp blade."

"It's true that he didn't protect his own country, and it's true that he didn't protect Rui'er well."

"Similarly, revenge is not an excuse for him to linger on, because everything is already irreparable."

"In a trance, the front of the Jinluan Palace turned back to the backyard of my childhood, and Rui'er was sitting on a chair with a warm and beautiful smile."

"It is precisely because of the crack in the heart of the sword that Daqin Protector Luna successfully brought Dugu Qiubai into the illusion."

"It is at this moment that the masters of the Great Qin who have been hiding in the dark finally made their move."

"However, Dugu Qiubai, who is still in the illusion, breaks out of the siege again only by relying on the remaining instincts in his body."

"He can't die yet."

"Everything that Rui'er entrusted, the sword in her own hand, the common people's sword in Zulong's mouth, is it really inferior?"

"If he was in the city that day, would he really be unable to stop Daqin's million soldiers?"

"He has no answer."

"In the next ten years, he used a wooden sword to overthrow most of the rivers and lakes almost crazily, but he never killed a single person."

"Because he just wants to find someone whose realm is higher than his to tell him the answer to his question."

"No one can solve it, no one can solve it, he is the No. 1 sword in the world."

"Later, he no longer needed to use a sword, and entered the realm where no sword was better than having a sword, and he was even more invincible."

"Frustrated, he retired back to the Sword Tomb, and never asked about worldly affairs."

The arena was still surprisingly quiet, so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.

Li Qiye's story is too exciting, but also too heavy.

Through Li Qiye's voice, the audience witnessed the ups and downs of the sword demon Dugu's life.

As soon as he was born, he beat all the heroes with his skills, and his style remained the same when he retired.

loneliness and defeat.

It turned out to be sarcasm.

It's self-deprecating.

He is not really asking for defeat, but asking for an answer.

Without Ruier, he became Dugu.

In order to solve the confusion, he has been seeking defeat all his life.

However, he did not get what he wanted.