Chapter 35

When Hong Sihai shattered the Wuhu Hall, Qian Chen set up a light of escape. He had a Clear Wind Cloud Body Talisman on his body, which broke through the restrictions of Foundation Establishment, and with the help of the Flying Cloud Pocket, he rose into the mist, rising dozens of feet, and arrived in a breath.

Looking down from a high position, the Black Gold Black Evil Hook in his hand was thrown out of his hand for the first time.

The Black Gold Black Evil Hook turned into a dark golden streamer and flew past.

Fighting with swords at a distance is the perfect method for cultivators like us. Fighting with you martial artists at close quarters, life and death are only on the line. What kind of madness is this?

Qian Chen was just pretending to be a peerless swordsman and a sincere martial artist. When it came to real life-and-death fighting, his first reaction was still the traditional method of cultivators... Open the Heavenly Luo San and hang it on his head, hide the Black Evil Banner under his feet, carry the Long Quehuan on his hand, manipulate the flying sword, hang high dozens of feet above, and fight with you.

Must stack the thickest armor, pull the most suitable distance, just to kite you.

Not only kite you, but I also have to open damage immunity and armor... Wuyou Wuyou Naihe to deal with warriors? Prevent rushing, be ready to open damage immunity at any time, then consume from a distance, and then match with appropriate control.

Even the lunatics of the Shaoqing Sword Sect don't have the reason to have to hold a sword and fight with people in close combat. After all, most cultivators are shooters, and at worst, they are mages. Flying swords cut off heads from thousands of miles away, there is no reason for close combat.

Qian Chen very cautiously took out the traditional routine that had been verified many times and was enduring.

The sword light flowed downward, turning into a swimming dragon and pouring out.

But after Hong Sihai shook back High Monk Kongming with one punch, his footsteps paused, and then he turned without any obstruction. His fists manifested Qi, and the green Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi was like the clear sky after rain, and the pale blue color was as pure as the sky. The Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi condensed on Hong Sihai's fists, and with just one shake, it repelled Qian Chen's sword light.

The essence of the Black Gold Black Evil Hook is not too sharp, and although the restriction level is okay, the level Qian Chen refined is not too high.

Regardless of the sharpness of this flying hook, it couldn't break the Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi, which is known as the number one defense of the thirty-six heavenly gangs, and the flying hook sword light was hit hard by the Qi several times, and it felt stagnant.

It was the Qi that shook the restriction spiritual light of the flying sword.

Qian Chen secretly clicked his tongue. He had guessed before that Hong Sihai might have condensed Qi, combined the internal Qi of a martial arts grandmaster with the exotic primordial Qi of heaven and earth—Dry Origin Qi, combined internal and external Qi, and practiced a method of combining law and martial arts that is top-notch even in the Central Plains. But he didn't expect that the Qi Hong Sihai condensed was so high-level!

Qian Chen had to be glad that this world only had divine weapons and no methods for refining magic treasures passed down.

Otherwise, after Hong Sihai combined law and martial arts, with the help of Dry Heaven Qi, he would have condensed his martial arts into a Qi weapon magic treasure.

From then on, flying and killing were unfavorable. He was a martial arts Qi practitioner who was extremely tricky even in the Central Plains...

Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi is the essence of the clear Qi of the nine heavens, and its nature is extreme. If it is said that the Ice Soul Bingpo Bingpo Hanguang Gang that Qian Chen obtained before is the essence of cold Qi, extremely cold, freezing all primordial Qi. Then Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi is the essence of clear Qi, but its nature is biased towards heaviness, which is different from the clear and spiritual essence of the other eight types of clear Qi essence.

What's more, the color of the Qi condensed by Hong Sihai is so pure, and the quality must be extremely high.

The origin of this world is weak. The thirty-six heavenly gangs are primordial Qi that can only be produced by a world at the cosmic level. Qian Chen was extremely surprised to see a wisp of Ice Soul Bingpo Bingpo Hanguang Gang. Now even the Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi has run out. What kind of ghost resources are these?

"Could it be that the common sense I heard at the Louguan Dao has already become outdated? The cosmic realms are ushering in the recovery of primordial Qi, and these exotic primordial Qi that were extremely precious millions of years ago are now everywhere?" Qian Chen couldn't help but suspect so.

His hands didn't stop, and the Seven Kill Banner inserted at the door of the Wuhu Hall surged out rolling black evil spirits again, like seven big pythons rising into the air, sweeping in along the ground.

Although Hong Sihai was a little strange that Qian Chen had so many divine weapons and they were so strange.

But these emotions were like miscellaneous thoughts that rose and fell outside his original heart, and could not interfere with the cold murderous ice heart in the battle. A golden wheel appeared behind his head, and his true Qi was blessed by the golden wheel, emitting dazzling light, tearing open a line of the sky in the rolling evil tide.

"True Yang God Gold!" Sword Absolute Liu Duxing said heartbrokenly: "It really is you! It really is you... you beast!"

"Big brother was so good to you! You actually had the heart..."

Hong Sihai's brows frowned slightly, and a point of streamer popped out of the golden wheel behind his head, attacking Liu Duxing.

Qian Chen hurriedly reached out and pointed downward. This streamer was worn away by the evil spirit surging from the Seven Kill Banner and vanished in the black tide.

Hong Sihai glanced at Qian Chen above his head. He knew that although he had the body method of flying, he could not stay in the sky for a long time without falling. Rather than jumping up and down to fight Qian Chen, it was better to take the things on the ground first. Immediately, he split his fists, and the Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi tore open the rolling evil tide of the Seven Kill Banner.

Although the Seven Kill Banner condensed seven strands of evil spirit, most of them were mixed, not to mention that these evil spirits were not listed in the seventy-two earthly evils, how could they block the condensation of Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi.

Hong Sihai went up against the black evil wind, his fists constantly tearing the evil spirit, breaking the entanglement, and walked step by step to the Seven Kill Banner at the door, intending to grab this strange divine weapon first. Just as he stepped on the steps outside the Wuhu Hall, the talisman Qian Chen had hidden under the steps erupted violently—Three Realms Freezing Light Talisman.

The instantly spreading ice tide froze Hong Sihai, and thick ice layers instantly covered his body surface.

If it were an ordinary grandmaster, he would naturally be restrained like this, but Qian Chen knew that Hong Sihai had the protection of Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi, and he would definitely not be trapped by this kind of spiritual talisman that was only equivalent to a Core Formation strike. If the Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi were really so weak, it would not deserve to be called the number one defense of the thirty-six heavenly gangs.

So he flicked out an ice needle, and the Ice Soul True Qi condensed by the Ice Soul Bingpo Bingpo Hanguang Gang instantly merged into the ice layer wrapped around Hong Sihai, increasing the chill of the ice layer, and that layer of ordinary ice slowly turned into thousand-year mysterious ice.

As long as Qian Chen did not take back the Ice Soul True Qi, this layer of mysterious ice would not disappear.

But this could only trap Hong Sihai for a while. Wrapping him in mysterious ice was trapping Hong Sihai, but wasn't it also protecting him? Inside was the Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi, and outside was the thousand-year mysterious ice transformed by the Ice Soul Bingpo Bingpo Hanguang Gang. Qian Chen's flying sword magic treasure could not deal with this layer of defense at all, and the Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi was far more thick and pure than the Ice Soul Bingpo Bingpo Hanguang Gang.

Once Hong Sihai adapted to the chill and broke out of the ice, his fierce power would only become more frantic.

Qian Chen reached out and summoned back the Spirit Light Mirror, condensed the dazzling light of several Brightness Talismans with the Spirit Light Mirror, refined it into a line, passed through the cold ice, and shone on Hong Sihai's eyes. Then he took back the Seven Kill Banner, collected its evil spirit, turned it into a cover, and covered the mysterious ice that trapped Hong Sihai.

The dazzling light made Hong Sihai's pupils shrink, and he simply closed his eyes inside the mysterious ice.

At this time, Qian Chen lightning-fast froze the Long Quehuan in the mysterious ice, just frozen behind Hong Sihai. He manipulated the Ice Soul Bingpo Bingpo Hanguang Gang to slowly move the Long Quehuan to the inner layer of the ice layer, and soon it was stuck behind Hong Sihai.

He took out the White Bone Relic again, forced out the various demonic meanings within it, transformed into demonic sounds and demonic images, and constantly invaded Hong Sihai's mind.

With another point, the Soul-Binding Rope on Fan Huiming also untied, shrank in front of Qian Chen, and wrapped several more layers outside the mysterious ice.

The two looked at each other across the thousand-year mysterious ice, each preparing the final killing move... Qian Chen still hung high in the sky dozens of feet, he put away the Black Gold Black Evil Hook, accumulated murderous intent little by little, stroked the flying hook inch by inch, Qian Chen hooked the spiritual light in the hook, constantly accumulating Qi machine, the next move, it must be a fatal blow.

And Hong Sihai was trapped in the mysterious ice, enduring the harassment of heavy Yin demons. He could not calm down to understand the various changes of his Qi when resisting the chill, nor could he use this opportunity to temper his Qi.

He could only sense the Qi machine of the great enemy in the sky, while constantly condensing his mind, highly focused, and excluding the interference of demonic sounds.

The miscellaneous thoughts in his heart gradually disappeared, and only a trace of fighting intent was as pure as the thousand-year mysterious ice outside his body.

At this time, he felt that the chill trapping him was gradually loosening under the impact of the Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi, so he followed this rhythm, adjusted his breath, and the Qi on his fists condensed more and more, just waiting for the opportunity to come, then break the mysterious ice, and the move would be a supreme killing move that shook the world.

Qian Chen was also honing the sword in his heart...

But if it continued to stalemate like this, it was Hong Sihai who had a breakthrough and was more likely to go to the next level. He used Qian Chen's pressure, the disaster of being trapped by cold ice, and the tempering of demonic shadow harassment, constantly accumulating the power of counterattack.

Just when the Ice Soul True Qi could not suppress Hong Sihai, the cold ice suddenly melted, and Hong Sihai's long-suppressed Qi was suddenly released. The Dry Heaven Qi shook the sky, and the soaring Qi instantly shattered the clouds above the Lin-Hai City. The strong vibration even made Qian Chen unstable in the sky.

This sudden change in timing interrupted the rhythm of Hong Sihai's accumulation, but he took advantage of the situation to burst out the brilliance he had polished before, as if the dust-sealed fist hit again, and the rolling Qi sprayed out along the fist momentum.

The Heavenly Luo San urged down, but the spiritual light could not suppress this powerful Qi.

As if the blue sky rose, supporting the spiritual light of the Heavenly Luo San to shatter inch by inch... It could not be restored without painstaking refining in the future.

At this time, Qian Chen showed a smile...

"Waiting for this moment!"

Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi defense is number one, extremely tough, it can be called the number one turtle shell in the cosmic realms. If you shrink into a turtle, even if I attack for another three months, I can't deal with you.

But you claim to be the Tyrant Fist of the Vast Heaven, your personality is extremely domineering, although you can also endure, but I just need to give you a chance, you will inevitably take the initiative to fight... This is your martial arts, closely related to your personality. Wuyou Wuyou Naihe can it be changed so easily...

So everything before, seemingly trapping you, is actually helping you become more powerful.

This is called pride in his heart.

Now you break out of the shell, like the rebound when the spring power is at its maximum, although it is extremely powerful... but this is when you are strongest, and also when you are weakest.

The Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi poured out along the fist momentum, pressing the Heavenly Luo San to collapse. At this time, the cold ice that had not dissipated on Hong Sihai's body suddenly turned into a needle and stabbed at his heart.

The remaining Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi turned into a thin piece of green clouds, actually still having the strength to block the Ice Soul Cold Light Needle outside the heart.

Although only a thin layer remained, thinner than the best green gauze, the Ice Soul Cold Light Needle had no strength at all to break through that layer of green clouds.

Hong Sihai at this time showed an extremely confident cold smile, as if he had everything in his hands.

Mastered under the fist...

The spiritual light of the Heavenly Luo San was about to collapse, and the Ice Soul Cold Light Needle seemed to be only a little bit short, but in fact it had no strength at all. Hong Sihai was about to do it in one go, and shake Qian Chen into blood mist with Dry Sima Sima Qian Tian Yi Qi Clear Qi, when a jade ring suddenly fell from behind his head, easily taking away the golden wheel behind his head. At this time, Hong Sihai's true Qi had no blessing of divine weapons, and suddenly collapsed.

The Soul-Binding Rope and the Seven Kill Banner suddenly contracted... In the rolling black tide, the black snake twisted and ground towards Hong Sihai's flesh.

Hong Sihai roared, poured out all his true Qi, blocked the pressure of the rolling evil tide, supported the rope, and prevented the ice needle.

As long as he supported until the Qi was withdrawn, Hong Sihai still had a chance of winning.

At this time, Qian Chen's fatal killing move suddenly erupted.

The black gold sword light in his hand suddenly dissipated, but it was an illusion created by the Spirit Light Mirror.

But a black gold sword light suddenly shot out from the Long Quehuan. In the situation where Hong Sihai had exhausted all his means, at a distance of only a few feet from the back of his head, it pierced through his eyebrows in an instant, without taking away a trace of blood.

At this moment, this martial arts hegemon, this careerist who wanted to dominate the world with his fists. And the Dragon Head of the Twelve Yuan Chen, who was the most decisive, most cold-blooded, most cruel, most firm, and smartest that Qian Chen had seen in this mission, finally knelt on the ground.

His powerful flesh allowed him at this moment... to actually still have a breath left.

Qian Chen fell from the sky, the Heavenly Luo San could no longer be tightened, scattered and broken, carrying it on his back.

…………

High Monk Kongming, Master Elder Wan Shi, and others like Kang Kang Qian Deng had previously been suppressed by Hong Sihai's strength to the point of being breathless. High Monk Kongming even held the determination to let this batch of grandmasters die for the righteous path, and let other young people stay as seeds of hope, temporarily surrendering, waiting for later.

Until Qian Chen used all his means, with a dazzling feeling, and endless hole cards, they raised a little hope again.

Then this little hope almost cheered when Qian Chen trapped Hong Sihai.

But they saw that Qian Chen was not relaxed at all, and was even more like facing a great enemy, so they didn't dare to go up to disturb.

Then Hong Sihai broke out of the ice, that soaring punch, indeed made their brains blank... Only the thought of "Martial Arts Supreme Realm" was deeply rooted. Until Qian Chen took a step further in his calculations, turned the tables in an instant, and killed Hong Sihai...

They hadn't come back to their senses yet.

Until now, there was still a feeling of uncertainty, as if in a dream.

…………

Hong Sihai hung his head against his chest, a line of blood slowly slid down from his eyebrows. His martial arts had indeed reached a realm that no one had ever reached before in this world. A part of his will and soul had been practiced into his Qi. At this time, he could actually still speak, and his mouth moved slightly, transmitting a voice as thin as a mosquito:

"I am the Dragon Head, and also Hong Sihai... the person who killed his own sworn brother, close friend, and most trusted subordinate."

"But the problem is..." Hong Sihai's last breath lasted for a long time: "Who are you?"

"If I were Luo Shengyi, this story of revenge could have a perfect ending!

It's a pity I'm not..." Qian Chen sighed silently in his heart.

But it doesn't hinder me from giving this story a perfect ending. Isn't it?

So Qian Chen said: "My name is Luo Shengyi, the son of the previous Demon Sect leader!"

"So that's it..." Hong Sihai said to himself while dying, he revealed a calm and joyful look: "So... that's it..."

"You are that child..."

This joy may be the nostalgia for everything familiar and the relief for the ending.

His head hung deeper! There was no breath left...

……

In the rumors of the martial arts world, witnessed by the heroes of the martial arts world and the grandmasters of major sects, Luo Shengyi, the son of the Demon Sect leader, completed his revenge, smiled slightly, and drifted away, hiding in the martial arts world from then on... leaving only such a story.

This story also became an enduring legend in the martial arts world... Twelve Yuan Chen, Dragon Head, Demon Sect, Four Seas Hall... Decades later, all traces were destroyed, only the reputation was immortal, and it was sung by generation after generation of martial arts people.

Qian Chen gave Kang Kang Qian Deng a sword technique hidden by the Demon Sect, and returned the martial arts that were captured by the Demon Sect and lost by Wudang and Shaolin.

Finally, after asking Master Elder Wan Shi and High Monk Kongming to take care of those ordinary disciples of the Four Seas Hall so that they would not be implicated by Hong Sihai... he chose to return to the place of reincarnation.