Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 1043

[Chapter 1043 Cut off the robe and cut off the righteousness]

“It’s you, so it’s really you.” Blood dripped from the corner of Li Muyun’s mouth, and the bronze grimace mask on his face shattered from the middle, revealing half of his face. eerie and terrifying.

opposite.

The white figure stood quietly.

He is slender, with a firm face. His figure is not very sturdy, and he is even a little thin. His long black hair is dancing wildly in the strong wind, but he has a natural aura, just a back view, let him Countless people have the illusion that this person is invincible.

“Brother, that’s enough, let’s stop, everything is too late.” The man in white sighed.

His face is always surrounded by white chaos, making it difficult to see his face.

But Ding Hao already knew his true identity.

Since the ‘big brother’ exit, the mystery that has been bothering Ding Hao for a long time has finally been solved. Now everything can be said. Ding Hao also sighed in his heart. Two close friends who are like brothers are now standing in different force fields.

Li Muyun stood there and didn’t answer for a long time.

After a long while, he let out a low sigh, shook his head and said, “Take it off? Haha, once you slip up, it becomes a thousand years of hatred, and it’s been a hundred years since you look back… I can’t go back.”

“You can go back, get out of here with me, I have a way to dissolve the spell on you.” The man in white said eagerly.

Li Muyun just shook his head.

“Second brother, is it really…is it really you?” Chen Sheng asked in a trembling voice outside.

Sun Jiutian, Chen Qidong and other members of their [Qiyi League] also trembled with excitement.

After so many years, the seven brothers of the [Qiyi League] who used to ask the Sword Sect all-powerful, finally reunited again. Thinking back to when the [Qiyi League] was very popular, Ding Hao and other Qingshan East Court had not yet risen. At that time, among the new generation disciples of the Sword Sect, the [White Shirt Intermediate Court] was the most powerful line, Li Muyun’s kingly appearance, Liang Feixue’s low-key and powerful… The seven members of the Qiyi Alliance each had their own unique skills. , can be called invincible.

It’s a pity that such brilliance was too short-lived.

Ding Hao came from behind and replaced everything.

The [Qiyi League] also became the yellow flower of yesterday, and the glory was finally blown away by the rain and wind. After that, too many things happened. Li Muyun and Liang Feixue disappeared one after another. Even if the [Qiyi League] was completely disbanded, even if It is Chen Sheng and others, and they have rarely called themselves the [Qiyi League].

These three words have been buried in the torrent of time.

Chen Sheng and the other five are considered to be outstanding among the disciples of Wen Jianzong’s generation, and Wen Jianzong naturally did not treat them badly. The strength of the five people has grown rapidly in recent years, and they are considered masters among the disciples of the same generation, but if they are with Ding Hao and others Compared with the outstanding characters in the Qingshan Eastern Academy’s first department, they are far worse.

Chen Sheng and the others originally thought that Li Muyun and Liang Feixue were dead, but who would have guessed that today, these two original outstanding people from the [Qiyi League] appeared at the same time.

But it appeared in this capacity.

“Second brother, is it you, do you want to say something?” Sun Jiutian yelled.

With a sigh, the chaotic silver mist surrounding the man in white dissipated, revealing a resolute and angular face. Although compared with the past, it was a bit more turbulent and more mature, but the charm has not changed at all, not the same as it used to be. Who is that Liang Feixue with the white mountain like snow?

Liang Feixue smiled and nodded towards Chen Sheng and the others, then turned around and saluted Ding Hao.

Today’s Ding Hao has a very high status in the Swordsman Sect. Liang Feixue does not know whether he is a member of the Swordsman Sect, but after all, he once had a relationship with the same family. This salute is an acknowledgement of Ding Hao’s identity, and he will never stand on the opposite side. superior.

“Junior Brother Liang, it’s been a long time.” Ding Hao nodded: “I haven’t seen him for many years. I can’t believe that Junior Brother Liang has become the descendant of the Biluo Xianzong. It’s a good chance.”

On that moonlit night in Shizui City, Ding Hao took the injured Xie Jieyu to a small farmyard for healing. Under the moonlit night, the descendants of the Nether Ghost Sect and the Biluo Immortal Sect had appeared. In comparison with today’s events, there is no doubt that , Liang Feixue is the descendant of the Biluo Xianzong.

Moreover, the aura on his body was exactly the same as that of the descendants of the Biluo Xianzong that night.

No wonder that night, the descendants of the Biluo Xianzong persuaded the descendants of the Nether Ghost Sect. At that time, Ding Hao thought that the two might know each other and have a close relationship.

Liang Feixue smiled bitterly and said, “I’m just a chess piece that I can’t help myself.”

The words were full of despair.

After finishing speaking, Liang Feixue turned to look at Li Muyun and said, “Brother, I know that you have come to this day, and you are mostly involuntarily helpless, why don’t you fight back, destroy the Nether Ghost Sect, break the ghost spell on your body, and use your Strength, the sky and the earth are huge, where can’t you go? Why should you be controlled by others?”

Li Muyun stood quietly on the spot.

There were glittering tears in the eyes under his mask, and they disappeared in a flash.

When his eyes fell on the faces of Liang Feixue, Chen Sheng, Sun Jiutian and other former brothers, he didn’t know what it was like when he saw the concerned faces.

For him, who has long lost all his relatives, in these years like falling into hell, if there is anything that can bring him a trace of warmth, it is this brotherhood.

Unfortunately, everything is irreversible.

“Brother, what’s the matter with you?” Chen Sheng was so excited that he rushed over and shouted through the wall of sword intent, “If you still think of me Chen Sheng as a brother who lives and dies, then tell me, Why is everything? Why?”

Chen Sheng’s heart was really excited.

Even a little bit angry.

Over the years, the people Chen Sheng admired the most were still Li Muyun and Liang Feixue. He had thought over and over again that if these two brothers hadn’t disappeared, then with their aptitude and talent, their achievements would be incomparable. Ding Hao is definitely not bad compared to Zhang Fan and Fang Tianyi.

On the fifteenth day of every month in these years, the five Chen Sheng would reunite once, sprinkle fine wine on the moonlit night, and get drunk once.

On the 15th, it was the day when Li Muyun and Liang Feixue went to the Battlefield of the Hundred Saints.

Over the years, no one has forgotten those two brothers.

But who knows when such an ending will come.

When Chen Sheng said that he was excited, he directly ignored the wall of sword intent and rushed over.

Ding Hao sighed slightly and withdrew directly from the Wall of Sword Intent.

Sun Jiutian and others rushed in impatiently.

“No, you don’t come here, don’t come here…” Li Muyun shouted excitedly, and when he stretched out his hand, a gentle force pushed Chen Sheng and others out.

“Brother!” Chen Sheng shouted.

Li Muyun glanced at a few people with a complicated look, and then looked at Liang Feixue. He seemed to have figured out something. The originally confused and bleak eyes gradually became firmer. He clasped his hands tightly and screamed up to the sky. .

“Ah ah ah ah ah–!”

The whistling sound is like rolling thunder, surging on the Wenjianzong Mountain Range, shaking the clouds in the sky, and making countless birds and beasts tremble in the mountains. This sound is full of unwillingness to fate, with endless sadness and anger. , like weeping and complaining, like swallowing like anger, making everyone move.

The whistle fell, and finally turned into laughter.

Evil laughter.

“Hehe, hehehehe…” Eerie like a ghost, Li Muyun raised his hand and slowly wiped it on his face, a black light flashed, and the shattered mask instantly recovered, covering his face again, he almost madly said: ” Everyone has to pay for what they have done, and until today, every step is my own choice, so I can’t regret it, let alone retreat.”

“Brother, you…” Chen Sheng and the others were shocked.

“Don’t call me eldest brother, everything is over long ago. From today, we will cut off diplomatic relations and cut off our robes and righteousness.” Li Muyun snorted coldly, swiped his fingers, and a piece of robe was cut off and flew into the air. A long mark on the ground just appeared between him and Chen Sheng and others.

Chen Sheng and the others were stunned.

“Feixue, if you still have the last bit of affection for my big brother in your heart, then back away. I’ve been looking forward to the battle with Ding Hao today for too long, and I can’t give up halfway.” Li Muyun said every word. .

“Why is this?” Liang Feixue sighed.

“Since the first sect competition when I first entered the Swordsman Sect, I have been held down by him, and I have never turned over since.” Li Muyun said loudly: “With my qualifications, I would put it in any other one. Zongmen are all core disciples, but Ding Hao took away all the light, and all good things belong to him… Even if I lose today, I will fight thoroughly to prove that I have been here in this world. , to prove that I too was brilliant.”

Liang Feixue was stunned for a while, but in the end, she seemed to have figured out something and slowly backed away.

There was a hint of gratitude in Li Muyun’s eyes.

“Ding Hao, come on.” Li Muyun’s aura rose again, his fighting spirit was boiling, and the black ghost energy was like boiling magma.

Ding Hao nodded: “This time, I will not show mercy.”

Li Muyun laughed loudly: “With you and without me, I will die for the rest of my life.”

“Then I will fulfill you.” Ding Hao said, and made a move directly.

Sword intent boils.

The sword is in the air.

His whole person is like an invincible god.

The terrible battle broke out again.

This time, Ding Hao didn’t hold back at all, and Li Muyun completely abandoned all distracting thoughts in his heart. The two of them flickered, in this small space, tossing and turning, attacking and defending each other.

The two people’s moves and actions seem simple, but they all contain terrifying destructive power, but they have reached a tacit understanding and carefully control their own power, so as not to leak it to the other people in the Gate of Asking Sword Sect and the square.

People’s eyes widened, staring intently at the battle.

A battle of this level, many people never see once in their lives, and scenes like Ding Hao and Li Muyun controlling their powers and not leaking out are even rarer. In the past battles of the powerhouses in the divine realm, which one was not in the In the battlefield above Jiuzhongtian, the sky is falling, the earth is splitting, the sun and the moon are not shining?

The shock in people’s hearts is beyond words.

Originally thought that Ding Hao, Zhang Fan, Xie Jieyu, Fang Tianyi and other geniuses and powerhouses were already at the limit of Wen Jianzong. I didn’t expect that there would be such monsters as Li Muyun and Liang Feixue. What happened to the disciples of the Sword Sect of the Session, so that they could walk out of so many god realm powerhouses?

This probability is simply incredible.

Fortunately, Li Muyun and Ding Hao had a conflict. It seems that today’s battle is definitely going to be endless. Otherwise, if there are six or seven strong gods in the sword sect, who can compete with the martial arts of the entire Northern Territory?

It’s scary to think about.

And at this time, the battle on the field was finally decided.