But it's too late.
The earthy yellow light had not yet dissipated, and a second ray of light emerged from Zhou Qi's body.
golden.
Fierce, domineering, cutting through everything.
The two rays of light were intertwined, one hard and one soft, one defensive and one offensive, but at this moment they reached some strange balance.
The moment the golden light appeared, the air surrounding dozens of feet suddenly changed.
It is no longer a sticky mire, but has become an invisible sword formation.
The air was torn, cut, and reorganized, turning into countless tiny sword lights and shadows, suspended in mid-air, trembling slightly and making a low hum.
From this moment on, Liu Qian felt as if his body was nailed to this space by countless invisible blades.
Unable to step out half an inch.
At this time, he finally understood the weird feeling he had when he just dealt with Song Yuan.
The disciples Liu Mang, Shen Lie, and Golden Core Realm also had a look of fear on their faces at this moment, unable to move at all.
Zhou Qi laughed and stamped his feet suddenly. The ground suddenly cracked and his whole body was ejected. His body was like an arrow and he landed several feet away.
The distance has been extended, Zhou Qi's whole body is full of momentum, he is hunting in gray robes, his long hair is flying in the air waves, like the god of war coming to the world.
He pressed the handle of the knife with his right hand, and Startling Rainbow Saber made a low buzzing sound in the sheath.
With a "choking" sound, the blade was unsheathed.
The sharp sword light flashed away in the dusk.
Zhou Qi Holds the knife with both hands and raises it high above his head. The golden light on the knife becomes stronger and brighter, like a scorching sun held in his palms.
"Dao-Slaying!"
The two words came out of his mouth, and the sound was like Jinshi hitting each other.
An indomitable force instantly exploded from the sword, covering the entire square overwhelmingly.
The air was shaking, the ground was shaking, and even Wood Element Tower in the distance was making a low hum.
Liu Qian's pupils reflected the golden sword light, and he was extremely horrified.
The power of this sword is several times stronger than when it attacked Song Yuan just now!
The other party has been hiding?
The person he treated as a pawn had been hiding such strength?!
His peripheral vision glanced behind him.
Liu Mang's face turned pale, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.
Shen Lie gritted his teeth, veins popped up on his forehead, as if he was desperately urging Spiritual Power to break free from the restraints.
And that Golden Core Realm disciple was completely frightened.
Liu Qian's heart skipped a beat.
He is a big brother.
He can scheme against others and take advantage of others, but he cannot just watch his junior brothers die in front of him.
He gritted his teeth suddenly, sprayed Essence Blood on the long sword, and tried his best to activate the remaining Spiritual Power in his body. Spiritual Power expanded to the side, and was the first to block the three people.
A knife was swung out.
The light of thousands of swords poured down like a torrential rain.
The golden stream of light is overwhelming, each one sharp enough to cut through Jinshi, with a sharp scream that tears apart the space, like thousands of ferocious beasts being released, rushing towards the target like crazy.
Liu Qian opened his arms and used all his strength to push Spiritual Power to the extreme, forming a thick shield in front of him.
Several rays of sword light struck the shield, and there was a crisp "click" sound, and a gap opened in the shield.
The 50th, the 100th, the 300th...
The sword light continued like a tide, the gaps became denser and denser, and there were more and more cracks. The spiritual light on the shield flickered on and off, like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time.
Liu Qian gritted his teeth, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth and dripped down his chin.
His arms were shaking violently, and his bones kept making "kaba" sounds. Every impact of the sword light caused severe pain in his meridians as if being cut by a knife.
The sword glow comes one after another, endlessly.
The shield finally couldn't hold on any longer.
"Bang--!!!"
The shield exploded, turning into fragments of spiritual light that filled the sky.
The remaining hundreds of sword rays struck him firmly without any hindrance.
Liu Qian's whole body was knocked upside down, and blood drew a dazzling arc in the air.
His body crashed through the courtyard wall of Wood Element Tower. The bricks shattered and smoke rose into the sky. He rolled on the ground seven or eight times before he finally came to a stop.
He was lying in the ruins, covered in blood, and his back, chest, and arms were covered with deep wounds that could be seen in the bones.
Liu Qian vomited blood profusely, struggled twice, and failed to get up.
The situation with Liu Mang and Shen Lie is slightly better.
Liu Qian absorbed nearly 80% of the attacks, leaving only a few scattered ones reaching them.
The two of them worked together to block, and although they were shaken to the point of causing Qi and Blood to swell and take several steps backward, they were not seriously injured in the end.
That Golden Core Realm disciple was not so lucky.
He is already the weakest and his position is the most forward.
When the sword light poured down, he didn't even have time to react, so he could only instinctively raise his sword to block.
After just a dozen sword shadows, his body-protecting golden light was chopped into pieces.
The hundreds of sword lights behind him all struck him.
Blood, minced meat, and broken bones scattered everywhere and fell to the ground.
When the golden light dissipated, there was only a horrifying pile of flesh and blood and a long sword broken into two parts.
Liu Mang and Shen Lie had their fighting spirit completely crushed by the sword that seemed to be able to cut through time and space. Looking into Zhou Qi's eyes, only the fear of splitting their livers and gallbladders remained.
Zhou Qi held the knife with one hand, turned his wrist lightly, and the cold blade pulled out a cold flower in the air, and sighed:
"Oh, you didn't have to die originally."
Before he finished speaking, the air in front of him rippled like water, and his whole person disappeared out of thin air.
Shen Lie The hairs on his back suddenly stood up, and a chill from the depths of his soul shot straight up into the sky.
He didn't have time to think, and it was purely instinct that drove him to spin back and slash with the knife.
However, the sword was only swung halfway.
He watched helplessly as his right arm, together with the sword that drank countless blood, seemed to fly out of thin air.
There was no pain, just a weird, empty feeling of imbalance.
Immediately afterwards, the vision rolled uncontrollably.
The last thing he saw was that his headless body was in a slashing posture, with blood rising several feet high like a red fountain from the smooth, mirror-like incision on his neck.
"So fast... the knife..."
As soon as this thought came to his mind, the boundless darkness swallowed him up.
At the same time, Liu Mang's pupils reflected the tragic sight of Shen Lie's body with his head missing, and fear poured into his limbs and bones like ice water.
A voice reached my ears.
Like a breeze blowing through the hair.
Liu Mang felt a warm touch on his neck, and the next second, his consciousness completely fell into darkness.
His mouth opened unconsciously, but no sound came out.
His head fell heavily to the ground.
The dust has settled.
Two new corpses were added to the field that were not yet cold.
Zhou Qi Sheathed the sword, turned around and walked towards the ruins.
Among the ruins, Liu Qian was leaning among the rubble, with almost no intact part of his body.
The dark purple brocade robe has long been soaked with blood and clings tightly to the body. The sword wounds on the back are crisscrossed and the bones are deeply visible.
His right arm was twisted at a weird angle, and his left leg was pressed by a broken bluestone, making him unable to move.
Blood seeped out from various places on his body, dyeing the broken bricks beneath him into a pool of dark red.
Hearing footsteps approaching, Liu Qian raised his head with difficulty.
His face was covered with blood, his hair crown had long been broken, and his long hair was draped loosely on his shoulders.
But those eyes were still sharp, staring at the approaching Zhou Qi.
Blood dripped from the wound on his forehead, blurring half of his vision, but he didn't even blink.
Zhou Qi stopped three steps away from him and looked down at him.
The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and the only sound left in the square was the whine of the wind blowing through the ruins.
Liu Qian stared at him and suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Hahaha..."
The laughter was hoarse and low, with Blood Qi surging coughs. Every time he laughed, his chest heaved violently, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, dripping down his chin and onto the gravel.
"Ahem... hahahaha"
Laughter echoed in the empty square, with an almost crazy self-mockery.
After a long time, the laughter gradually subsided.
He raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Qi, with a lingering smile in his eyes, but more of a calm look.
"I, Liu Qian, have been fighting as an eagle all my life, but in the end, I was pecked in the eye by an eagle."
His voice was hoarse and low, and there was no resentment in his tone, only a calmness after being defeated.
"I'm in your game from beginning to end."
After he said this, he no longer dwelled on winning or losing.
He just looked at Zhou Qi, remained silent for a moment, and then asked calmly, "Will you let me go?"
Zhou Qi stood in front of him, looked down at him, then thought silently for two breaths, and finally shook his head gently.
Liu Qian Seeing the movement of Dao shaking his head, he calmly let go of a trace of hope in his heart.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had become extremely calm.
"My father is Myriad Dao Peak Master." His tone was indifferent, as if stating a fact that had nothing to do with him, "You can't hide from me if you kill me."
Zhou Qi sighed softly after listening, with a hint of helplessness in his tone:
"Just take it one step at a time."
After a pause, he added, "What a pity, you were indeed useful."
After the words fell, he said no more.
The light of the sword drew a sharp arc in the dusk, so fast that even the blood droplets had no time to touch the blade.
Liu Qian's head slipped from his neck, and the sound of landing was dull and short.
His body remained leaning against the gravel, and he slowly fell over after a long while.
Zhou Qi Sheathed the sword and stood up straight.
Dusk has deepened, and the last ray of light in the sky is slowly sinking into the horizon.
Bodies everywhere.
Wood Element Tower stands silently in the dusk, like a huge tombstone.
The points of the two major forces went around and around from several people, and finally they were all gathered into Zhou Qi Immortal Ascension Token.
Zhou Qi took out Immortal Ascension Token and took a look, and was stunned by the numbers on it.
23560 points.
He looked up and glanced at Dome Screen.
A cliff-shattering first!
Second place, Dagan Dynasty Meng Rou, 6456 points.
Nearly four times her size!