The three Zhuge League members were clearly intent on losing their integrity for the sake of the Dragon Quest Daoist Skill.
Mao Hare had already lost her self-consciousness at this point, her eyes were full of confusion, even when a knife was slashed across her face, she did not have any fear, instead she gave a light laugh and squeezed a hoarse voice out of her throat, “Then you better do it faster.”
Xiao Hai bared her eyes, “You sons of b*tches!”
Only at this moment, Mao Hare gave a wry smile and said, “Kid, I’d like to see how tough your mouth is.”
With that, she actually reached out her hand towards her eyes and was about to snap them.
Xiao Hai hurriedly shouted, “Stop! Stop!”
Several people were laughing conspiratorially at once.
Xiao Hai bit her lip and said, “You’ll have to let me think about it more, otherwise I won’t be able to remember.”
But no sooner had he said that than Narosinha, who had come up with the underhanded idea, struck him with a hand slash, and soon a bloodstain appeared on the delicate, lovely face of Unyu, blood slowly flowing, and Xiao Hai’s eyes blazed with fire, “You despicable people! I said I had to think!”
“Then you can crap all you want.” Narosinha said indifferently, “One more word and I guarantee your little rabbit sister will be worse than dead when she wakes up.”
Xiao Hai bit his lips tightly.
He understood the importance of the Dragon Seeking Dao Skill taught by Qin Hai, but he could not be ruthless in the face of Mao Hare, who had helped and even saved him many times. He had also not experienced what Qin Hai had gone through, and was far from exercising a ruthless heart, but he also knew that he wanted to know what his master would do if he were in his position.
“O Master.”
Xiao Hai looked in the direction of the First Walled City of the Nine Lives and was a little frightened inside.
But it was with this hesitation that Narosinha struck again, still on Mao’s face, blood flowing continuously, matching Mao’s eerie smile, chilling the heart.
“Stop it!”
Xiao Hai gritted his teeth.
And Narosinha sneered, “Go ahead, better not tell a lie, or I guarantee you will be in absolute agony.”
“I’m sorry, Master.”
Under Xiao Hai’s hesitation, seeing the scar on Mao Hare’s face, he slowly recited the sutra taught by Qin Hai before him, and the three Narosinha greedily wrote down what Xiao Hai said word for word, and the three did not rush to study it, but asked as if it were the opposite: “The last line of the Round Brightness Splendour?”
“Heavenly Destiny Seeking Dragon Immortal.” Xiao Hai gritted his teeth and said.
The three asked the question again one after another, and after ascertaining that what Xiao Hai said was indeed correct, one by one they sat aside in great joy and began to study the Dragon Seeking Dao Dao.
And at that moment.
Inside the Hidden Sword Cave.
A cold smile flashed in Qin Dahai’s eyes, then he glanced in the direction of that Xiao Hai and the others, but quickly withdrew his gaze again.
At this moment, he could see that behind the stalks of weapons within this Hidden Sword Cave, figures had already appeared, and they were as if they had survived, exerting unprecedented strength, these people were all the elites of Kyushu who had faced the Gods’ clan directly back then, and the worst of them had the strength of True Innate, while the strongest had even broken that layer of shackles and become dragons among men.
Qin Hai knew that this was the will of these people, their spirit, the belief that guarded the Xuan Yuan Sword.
The countless attacks came down like a mountainous sea, and Qin Hai felt as if he was a small boat in the midst of a monstrous wave, threatening to collapse at any moment.
He took a step back and slashed nine times one after another with the scimitar in his hand.
A roaring sound rang out continuously.
But it was also accompanied by a muffled grunt from him.
Blood continued to flow and his hand holding the blade hung down helplessly, the scimitar red with blood, constantly trembling and emitting a wail.
He gasped for breath, his face a little stunned.
Bringing the blade to his left hand, he gritted his teeth and with another previous collapse, it was that endless attack that seemed to destroy the heavens and the earth. Qin Hai hissed and rushed into that vortex, a flower of blood continued to explode on him, and under the endless pressure, his eyes were gradually losing their lustre.
Bang!
With a loud bang.
He fell to one knee.
His entire right arm had torn apart and countless wounds all over his body had stained him into a bloody man.
“If this continues, those three gods are coming, and I will die here.” Qin Hai coughed.
His eyes were filled with worry.
And those hundreds of martyrs surrounded him with their weapons in hand. Qin Dahai spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the stone sword in front of him, he knew that the Xuan Yuan sword was there, and over these thousand years, too many strong people had tried to pull it out, but none of them had failed.
“Is this how it was defeated?” A few moments of confusion flashed across Qin Hai’s eyes.
Boom!
The will of those hundreds of martyrs stepped forward.
It only felt like heaven and earth were shaking.
His left hand gripped his sword tightly, and a flash of intense resignation pa*sed through his eyes.
“Quit it.”
An old voice came from the entrance of the cave, and Qin Hai’s eyes were slightly startled.
It was the voice of the Grand Elder, he sighed and said, “Too many people have lost to the Xuan Yuan Sword, you can’t die yet, come out.”
Qin Hai silently lowered his head.
At that moment, that ancestor’s will stepped forward again, Qin Dahai let out a stifled grunt, only to feel his heart and soul tremble violently, a mouthful of blood spat out, and his whole body flew backwards, directly hitting the stone wall of the cave.
Everything in the taiji diagram returned to normal again.
A weapon had been inserted there, as if it had never moved.
Qin Hai coughed and slowly got up, turning around and about to walk towards the outside of the cave.
But that was the moment.
The scimitar in his hand suddenly trembled, and an unyielding sword qi kept surging towards his body. This sword qi seemed to have gone mad, recklessly and continuously destroying everything in his body, including the oppression and unease that hovered in his mind.
The pain made his eyes a little scarlet.
The arrogance and determination that had once accompanied him on his killing spree appeared in his mind once more, and he roared in anger at his recent state of mind, at his concern for the front and the back.
He turned over, his blood-covered face was churning with rage, and the blood seemed to have evaporated, leaking out the face that had once proudly dared to kill all his enemies.
“I am Qin Hai! Who dares to stop me!”
He hissed.
Against all odds, he re-entered the Taiji Diagram, the scimitar trembling as it thrilled at the return of its former master, countless sword qi spreading continuously over the Taiji Diagram.
The weapon was striking out in degrees, only at this moment there was only unyielding and arrogance in Qin Hai’s eyes.
Boom!
Blade formation!
Fall!
With a swing of the scimitar in Qin Hai’s hand, all the sword qi in the sky fell down!
The dragon’s roar continued to ring out as the roiling sword qi landed, the stalks of weapons were slashed to the ground, and the spirit shadows behind them had dissipated and disappeared, while Qin Hai, like a god or a demon, took one step towards the stone sword.
