Abide by the Immortal Return

The situation is changing, and the light of the stars is no longer limited to the top of the Five Elements Mountain.Night fell.At this moment, Zuoqiu and Taihang are already one.It was as if Fang Ke was one with Kunlun back then, so he could compete with Xiao Yunyi.

The same is true for Zuoqiu at this time.He doesn't even need formations, nor does he need any support, and he has already integrated with Taihang.

The shouting, crying, and crazy people in the pie looked at the night.The eyes seemed to be ignited by a cluster of ghostly fire, and infinite courage and confidence emerged!They turned back and killed the Kunlun army trapped between the two mountain gates.Zuoqiu is here, how can Taihang die?

Zuoqiu's eyes were still as calm as before, and full of strong confidence.He said: "Look, you have so many reasons in Kunlun. You think you are the reason, but when I am stronger than you, even if you hold the reason, you have nowhere to appeal."

His hand holding the sword formed a fist, and hit Fang Ke's chest fiercely.

No matter how talented Fang Ke is, how terrifying his sword is.But he is still just a Nascent Soul cultivator, and Zuoqiu has reached the late stage of leaving his body, although he has not broken through to distraction due to the irrigation of the old man.In other words, there is only a thin line between him and distraction.What's more, at this time he is still too good!

No one has seen Zuoqiu's fist, not even Jiang Chenzhou.

This punch was Zuoqiu, and it was Taixing.

Fang Ke couldn't stop this punch.Even if it was Tai Ah who was standing here at this time, it would be difficult to block this punch.

Of course, Fang Ke never thought about blocking the punch.Because his purpose was to kill Zuoqiu.Just like many years ago, he and Shang Ruoxue.

But Zuoqiu is not Shang Ruoxue.Zuoqiu's heart is firmer than a rock, and nothing in the world can touch his heartstrings.

So his fist landed on Fang Ke's chest, and the backflowing lake water exploded silently at this moment, turning into rain all over the sky.There was the sound of bones breaking, and it was even clear that Fang Ke had broken several bones, but Zuo Qiu retreated abruptly and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Because his other hand to brush the sword missed, but the sword did not fall on him.So where did Fang Ke's sword go?

Then he looked up, and there was a thin white line in the starry night sky.Straightly divided the entire night sky into two halves.

Water splashed all over the sky and hit the ground, splashing a piece of sword light.

Fang Ke followed Zuoqiu's line of sight to the sky above his head, watching the night being cut open.Then he pursed his lips slightly, and a few smiles appeared on his face.It was as if he couldn't feel the pain in his chest at all, as if the punch was neither painful nor itchy to him.

He cut Zuoqiu and Taihang.

Because the individual's will can never represent the will of all people.

Some people are struggling to resist, some are shouting, and some are fighting for Taihang Zuoqiu.But there are still some people who sit at home and look at the children’s clothes and weep silently; some people touch their knees that have been kneeling for a long time and want to stand up; strangeness……

Even those who fought hard, did they completely agree with Zuoqiu?No, some people are just fighting for Taihang.Zuoqiu is not Taixing, how can he represent Taixing.

Zuoqiu's eyes were still calm, he just looked at the smile on Fang Ke's face and said lightly: "You are very smart. Of course, if you were an idiot, you wouldn't be able to stand here."

"Your nonsense has increased." Fang Ke pointed this out lightly.

"Because you are seriously injured." Zuoqiu said calmly and indifferently: "Come on, let me kill you." Then it ended.

Fang Ke laughed lightly.Zuoqiu obviously didn't understand what he was here for today.Of course he wasn't stupid, why did he give Zuo Qiu a chance to come back?

Of course it was because Zuoqiu absolutely had no chance of turning the tables.Zuo Qiu was just too confident to think about it.

Fang Ke gently raised the sword in his hand, pointing the tip of the sword at Zuoqiu.

Zuoqiu moved his toes lightly, and he punched again.

The two figures intersected again.The two of them have the same self-confidence, and they also aim to kill each other.

One of them is a fist and the other is a sword, but they are very similar.These are the simplest and most direct actions.For a battle of their level, cultivation or all power is false.There is no opportunism in the slightest, it is completely head-to-head.

……

The wound on Fang Ke's chest began to ooze blood, and a piece of flesh and blood was wiped off his left shoulder by Zuo Qiu's fist.The cold wind blew his clothes violently.

As for Zuoqiu, he didn't even see the blood flowing from his abdomen, and his eyes were still extremely indifferent.The fist hit Fang Ke again.

……

The snow on the ground was blown away by the fist wind and the sword light, and melted, and deep pits and cracks appeared on the ground.The wounds on both of them are increasing, and both of them are trying their best to kill each other.

Wang Xuehan watched the two of them coming and going, her eyes could no longer keep up with the speed of the two of them.The fear in his eyes could no longer be concealed.He knelt beside Han Hong's body, trembling.Pray for Fang Ke to be killed, and pray for Zuoqiu to win.Or both die.

……

When Fang Ke spat out another mouthful of blood, he frowned.It suddenly occurred to me that shed so much blood today, it was a bit wasteful.He suddenly regretted that he should have bled more when he went out.

At this time, the eyelids of the young man far away in Kunlun trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.He frowned slightly, because there seemed to be a strong smell of blood in his mouth.Because of the tightness in the chest.

But neither of these actually came to pass.

He sat up, lowered his head and slowly straightened his clothes.Then he stared at the silver ring in his palm for a while.put on.

very quiet.It was quiet all around, and there was no sound at all.He stood up and walked around the room in a strange way.Then he picked up a bottle on the table, opened it and sniffed it.It was the strong smell of blood that existed in his memory.And in this bottle, there is about two or three days' worth.He stood by the table and was silent for a while.Then start waiting.

……

In the midst of the fight, Zhou Lide was distracted and looked at the gray sky for a while.

He Liantong and Helian Nineteen stood outside the mountain gate of Taihang, calmly giving orders.Wang Luoyang and Zhao Liyue, who were trapped between the two mountain gates, were equally calm.

They are all waiting.

Waiting for Fang Ke's victory.

……

Fang Ke is indeed about to, or has already won.Even if it is a miserable victory.

Zuoqiu held the blade that had been pierced into the body with one hand.A punch hit Fang Ke's abdomen.

Fang Ke was knocked into the air, but he still clenched the sword in his hand and pulled it out from Zuoqiu's body.Then he stomped hard on the rock with his toes, stopping the tendency to fall backwards.But he still staggered a few times, barely standing still with the sword.The bones in his body have been broken for a long time.

And Zuoqiu clutched his wound, suddenly felt the ice-cold snow water.There were too many emotions in his chest, but eventually he returned to calm.This is too natural for him, and he can accept it.No regrets, no regrets.It's just that the skills are not as good as people.

Zuoqiu looked at Fang Ke indifferently and said, "What will the future world look like?"

Fang Ke spat out a mouthful of blood, and then said slowly.

"The future we want to build is a future that can speak even if there is no fist, a future that is full of arguments and will never be silent."

"In this world, strong is not just, but weak is not just either."

The corner of Zuoqiu's lips slowly curled into a sneer.

Fang Ke saw this smile, but still held the sword tightly in his hand.For a person like Zuoqiu, what he wants to do before he dies must be extremely terrifying.

But Zuo Qiu just sneered and closed his eyes.Such a world simply cannot exist.

He closed his eyes indifferently, no longer looking at the world.Don't even think about the future world.

His body fell, and the lake surface returned to calm, the wounds left by the sword glow and fists were covered by the water waves.

The creaking sound of the mountain gate sounded, and the wind chimes beside the main hall were blew.

The Taihang monks couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it.They looked at the open mountain gate... suddenly collapsed.One fell to his knees and burst into tears, and the sound of crying spread far away.Then they gradually became one piece, too bad, too bad!How could Zuoqiu be defeated!How could Zuoqiu die?

But he did die.

Some people threw away their swords and stood numbly, some resisted desperately, and some cheered and raised their glasses to celebrate.

……

Fang Ke held his sword, covered his chest and began to cough violently.The broken bones all over the body began to ache, and the internal organs also began to ache.

Wang Xuehan looked at Fang Ke, and Fang Ke turned his head to look at him.

He knelt down on the ground with a thud, and said in a humble and pitiful way: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm still useful, I know all the secret passages of Taihang, and all the files of Taihang monks... I will torture... No No, I can do anything, I will do whatever you ask me to do... Please...don't kill me!"

Afterwards, his voice became sharper and more mournful.He raised his head to look at Fang Ke, knelt and crawled to Fang Ke's side, looking at Fang Ke eagerly.

……

When Tai Ah, Wang Luoyang and others came to the top of the mountain, they only saw three corpses.

Tai Ah said indifferently: "He should go back first."

Wang Luoyang nodded, with a faint smile on his face, "Yes."