The Sword Dynasty - 674. Chapter 673

Meng Fangying was not reconciled.

He insisted on standing up from the bottom of the pit, shaking his body involuntarily, just like a toddler who had just walked.

He vomited blood and continued to spit out the bitterness in his mouth. He kept walking towards the Fang Embroidery Curtain, and walked a distance of hundreds of meters to the pit where the Fang Embroidery Curtain was located.

“Do you know how long it took to set up this killing game? How much did the entire Great Qin Dynasty pay in order to make the Nine Dead Silkworms show up and be trapped here? How many lives did it take for this spring to conquer Chu?”

The blood in his body was almost vomited, and Meng Fangying’s face was whiter than a piece of white paper. He knew that he had reached the end of his life, and the expression on his face was extremely complicated. This way of ending, can you say that I can be reconciled?”

Fang Xiumian looked up at him without answering.

His breathing was very difficult, some back blood poured into his lungs, and there seemed to be no need to answer such questions.

“This is a means of exchange in a chess game.”

Meng Fangying couldn’t support it anymore. His body fell like a mountain, and he sat on the edge of the pit, but his voice became stronger instead, “It’s just that you have just broken through, and you can easily enter this Dust Mountain Technique like this. In the formation, it means that your seven realms have the ability to approach the eight realms. You must have defeated the Mitaka under my seat. When you get here like this, your mood is naturally arrogant to a certain extent, but why you directly use this method of exchange? ”

“Should you not try to beat us without putting yourself directly in desperation?”

“Once you have broken the boundary, the fish will transform into a dragon, and everything under the world is like an ant. The state of mind that you have defeated the Grand Master here… you should find it easy to defeat us.”

“As long as you do this, in my plan, Zheng An and I should consume your power. In the end, you will die and I will live.”

“Why would you do this!”

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Amidst this increasingly violent shout, Fang Xiuqian became more and more bored, but he couldn’t help but sympathize with the prince of Da Qin.

He finally looked at Meng Fangying and said, “By this time I have not been able to kill the Nine Dead Silkworms. As soon as I entered here, I encountered your assassination again. Even the ancestors like Jiaodong County put their last strength on In my opinion, this should be the final contest. Since as long as you can kill you, you can understand the killing. Then why bother about the process.”

“But your cultivation base!”

Meng Fangying exhausted his last strength and shouted, “Your meridians are broken, even if you don’t become a waste like your brother Fang Shi, I am afraid that it will only take decades of hard work to heal the wounds, so why enter the eight realms! ”

Hearing such roars, Fang Xiu’s complexion became a little weird.

He slowly closed his eyes and said softly and seriously, “There is one thing you probably didn’t understand at first… I am here because of my brother. I will be here because of anger and revenge. My brother I have fought for the Great Qin Dynasty with my father for many years, and the brothers under the seat don’t know how many died in the battle, but in the end they became victims in order to complete this kind of killing. Is it just for the hegemony of Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu?”

“As for revenge, as for things like entering the eight realms, there are people in this circle better than me.”

Fang Xiumu still closed his eyes, and laughed bleakly, “As long as he enters the eight realms, Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu can’t beat him. If such an exchange can determine the final victory, why? Don’t do this?”

No one responded again.

He heard the sound of Meng Fangying’s body rolling down.

Meng Fangying died and rolled to the bottom of the pit not far in front of him.

Then what appeared on the auricle of the Fangxiu screen was a somewhat piercing flapping sound. He opened his eyes, and the flickering light was still a little dazzling.

He first saw a very unique mixed golden silkworm, and then saw many people.

Among these people, he saw Ding Ning.

Seeing Ding Ning’s calm gaze, he nodded in courtesy, and said deeply: “I saw you in Changling City before, thinking that you are a waste material that cannot be practiced. However, looking at you today, I know that it is you, but you… It’s really different from before.”

Ding Ning understood what he meant, nodded in return, and whispered softly: “Dying once and then living again, no one can be the same as before.”

In the thousands of dusty mountains, all sounds gradually disappeared and became completely quiet.

The turbulent vitality also returned to calm, forming the sword intent of a thousand dust mountains, but because of the arrival of the square embroidery screen, the moment of extraction became a little loose and began to slowly dissolve.

Strips of dust turned into wonderful flames, flying upwards, and disappearing into the high-altitude wind.

They survived.

It’s just that from Ding Ning’s words, no one can hear how much excitement and joy, and some are just unspeakable emotions and sentiments.

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Those who can and dare to enter these thousand dusty mountains have already entered.

Those who have not entered at this time will find it hard to find opportunities.

It’s just that in this wilderness, there will always be some people who are unwilling to give up, and others are trying.

Following a cold gust of wind, the water in a small lake not far from the Thousand-Dust Mountain Array suddenly became mostly empty, and was rolled up by a white shadow.

It was a white python with a strange saddle on its back. The saddle was connected to a small hall. The saddle and the hall were the size of two carriages and were made of a unique translucent white spar. For some reason, it turned out to be able to enable the practitioners among them to survive underwater for a long time.

In the Crystal Palace is a Taoist with empty sleeves, and his hands have long been cut off. However, the breath of this white python is comparable to a master of the seven realms, and this Taoist is naturally also a rare powerhouse.

Some practitioners from this small lake saw this scene, but were not too shocked.

When it is determined that the practitioner trapped in the dust mountain array is the descendant of the Nine Dead Silkworms, or the rebirth of the Nine Dead Silkworms as Yuan Wu said, then it is very common for any master to appear in this wasteland.

In the past ten days, I don’t know how many seven-level masters have died in this wasteland, and it even makes people numb, and even makes people feel that there are so many seven-level masters in this world.

Just like the Changling Mausoleum of the year, the bodies of the masters who flocked from all dynasties were piled up into hills.

This grandmaster is not too old, but he is full of vicissitudes of life. He has been hiding in this lake for a long time without entering the battle. Obviously, he didn’t want to save the nine dead silkworms inside.

At this time, he was determined to go in and take a look, but he did not expect that someone had guarded him for a long time.

An intent to kill without the slightest emotion suddenly appeared behind him, and he didn’t even feel it when he approached his crystal palace.

When this killing intent pierced his crystal palace, he felt it, and through this killing intent, he knew who the shot was.

“Bai Qi?”

When this killing intent pierced his body, he screamed in horror and unbelievable.

He did not expect such a person to guard himself quietly for many days, and he did not even think that this person would not stand by Zheng Xiu and himself.