Chapter 686 Revenge
Dragon Gunmen Qiu Er?
Hearing this extremely strange name, the monks present calmed down at the same time and turned their eyes from the car that greeted the winner to the ring in surprise.
The last winner walked out with heavy footsteps, but suddenly stopped in the sky and stopped half a step forward.
His clothes have been broken, and his scarred torso can be faintly seen through large and small holes * eyes. The three-day battle has made him completely skinless. Any monk above the immortal realm can feel his disordered breath and almost little vitality left, and the first fifteen real fairyland winners. He is as embarrassed as a beggar.
"Wan!"
There were deafening cheers from the quiet crowd. Lu Zhoushuang's eyes turned red, and Lu Zhoulei blushed and shouted loudly.
Everyone envies those high-powerful people, or talented people. However, in the depths of everyone's heart, they are eager to see ordinary people break their authority and complete unusual feats. For example, Lao Qiu fights alone in the almost-ranked ring and becomes the winner. Lu Zhoushuang cried with joy, and Lu Zhoulei shouted loudly. In addition to An Bochen, the two of them knew best what Lao Qiu paid all this for. At present, his wish has finally been achieved.
"Thank you very much." An Bochen passed the voice.
"Nothing, I just helped him three times." Simajin's voice came from afar: "No wonder you value him so much. He is indeed unusual."
Exordinary...
An Bochen looked at Lao Qiu, who stood still in everyone's surprised eyes, and sighed secretly.
The unusual thing about Lao Qiu is only his persistence. Thirty years of persistence has come true for today's wishes. Unfortunately, this persistence has consumed him too much effort.
"Oh, why didn't he leave?"
"Yes, why doesn't he get in the car? Is it possible that he has no strength?"
"No wonder that he stands out of the siege with the strength of one person, and it is normal for him to fight until he is weak."
The monks standing in the square talked a lot, but they saw a happy smile on Lao Qiu's face, which was the joy that he finally got what he wanted after doing his best.
"Thirty years ago, I was a member of the Tianhe Expedition."
A low and rough voice came from the sky, and there was a strong fatigue in the voice, but everyone could hear the excitement. These are two completely different states, but it did not look abrupt on Lao Qiu.
Seeing that everyone was listening attentively, Lao Qiu nodded contentedly and didn't say anything more. Instead, he opened his mouth and spit out a crystal clear jewel.
The outer wall of the beads is as white as jade, but the inside exudes a faint dark red, as if it had been stained with blood.
"It's a memory soul bead."
A monk was present and recognized it.
"What is a memory soul bead? What did Old Qiu do with this? Lu Zhoulei asked on the side.
An Bochen stared at the bead and replied for a moment, "The memory soul beads are refined from the soul fragments of the deceased's soul. Getting the memory soul beads is equivalent to getting all the memories of the deceased's life. However, once the memory soul beads are refined, the soul of the deceased will be annihilated. Without the soul, it is impossible to reincarnation, which is equivalent to a complete. The death. If I'm right, this memory soul ball comes from Wu Hao, Lao Qiu's former comrade-in-arms, which records how Qin Yu used despicable means to climb to a high position step by step. No wonder Lao Qiu said that he had full confidence in the evidence. Everyone knew that the memory soul beads could not be fake.
Just as An Bochen explained to Lu Zhoulei, there were bursts of noise in the crowd in the square, showing pictures from the memory soul beads, bringing the monks of heaven and earth back to the most impassioned era. In that era, there was a little hot-blooded monk in his heart. He is willing to devote himself to the army that conquers Tianting. However, the selection of the army that conquers Tianting is extremely strict. You can't join if you want. The lost monks are very envious of the selected monks. What they envy most is the monks who participated in the expedition to Tianhe Thirty years ago. It is the battle of Tianhe that laid the current pattern.
At this moment, looking at the picture in the memory beads, the young monks present were stunned one by one. They always heard how cruel the expedition to Tianhe was, but after all, they haven't experienced it in person. At present, they shuddered one by one when they saw the miserable scene in the memory soul beads.
"That's Qin Zhangmen!"
"Yes, it's the lightless sword god!"
Qin Yu, who only participated in the expedition, appeared in the picture, causing the young monks in the square to scream. Immediately, the picture suddenly changed. That night, Qin Yu lured Lao Qiu and others to kill the elder group of the Qingtian Sword Sect by mistake. The faces of the monks in the square suddenly became stiff, and they were silent in an instant.
"What's going on..."
"How did Master Qin commit such a mistake?"
"Impossible, it must be fake!"
"If you don't understand, you will be confused. How can the memory soul beads be fake?"
There was a noise in the crowd, and the monks were talking about it. An Bochen looked at the elders of the Qingtian Sword School in the hall, and saw that they were pale. Looking at Jiu Chenjun, he was sneered, rubbing his right hand with his left hand, and a vicious color flashed in his eyes from time to time.
An Bochen hesitated and did not take action after all.
The bright light emitted from the memory soul beads began to darken, but the memory picture gradually came to an end. In the picture, Lao Qiu and Wu Hao went to confront Qin Yu... In the dark night, Lao Qiu and Wu Hao rode a limping Pegasa to the most magnificent military camp, where Qin Yu was discussing military affairs with the big shots. Lao Qiu and Wu Hao waited outside the barracks. Two hours later, Qin Yu came out. In the face of the questioning of Lao Qiu and Wu Hao, Qin Yu sighed and his eyes turned red, saying that he would take them to a place to meet someone. When Lao Qiu and Wu Hao saw him in pain, they only thought there was a secret, so they also agreed. Following Qin Yu to the sparsely populated place behind the barracks, Lao Qiu and Wu Hao gradually became vigilant. Without waiting for the two to ask questions, suddenly, Qin Yu turned around and laughed, pulled out his lightless sword, and cut at Lao Qiu and Wu Hao.
The sword fell, and the world was lightless. Everything seemed to fall into another gray to extreme world. The cold air leaked from the picture, and the monks in the square were immersive. How did Lao Qiu and Wu Hao defeat the lightless sword? At this time, Wu Hao made a move that made the monks in the square tight. He flew forward, rushed to the darkest place of the sword, turned around and shouted at Lao Qiu, and let Lao Qiu announce the crime committed by Qin Yu to the world... Then, it will be thirty years later.
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"Whey!"
The square suddenly boiled, and the young monks turned their eyes to the hall with red eyes, looking for Qin Yu's figure.
In one day, Qin Yu changed from a highly-respected and glorious leader of the Eight Swords League to a sinister villain by any means. Most people still don't want to believe it in their hearts. They are eager to find Qin Yu to make it clear.
Qin Yu did not come forward. What appeared was the lightless sword inserted in the middle of the square.
The blood-stained lightless sword, which has not been born since the battle of Tianhe, trembled, and then roared and ejected out, crossing a dark light and shadow in the sky, as if to cut the day to lead out the night. The tip of the sword exuded a cold atmosphere, which was exactly the same as the last situation in the picture.
The lightless sword was not born for 30 years. As soon as it was born, it took the fur seal that exposed the true face of the lightless sword god. Up to now, even the fool knows who is real and who is fake, but the power of the lightless sword is so strong. The cold air is like a mountain of ice-breaking, forcing the monks present to retreat one after another, let alone intercept the sword.
"Be careful of Zhou Lei!"
Lu Zhoushuang saw that Lu Zhoulei was eager to try, but she actually wanted to block the lightless sword with his real power. Although Lu Zhoushuang was also worried about the safety of Lao Qiu, she was more worried about her brother at the critical moment.
While waiting for Lu Zhoushuang to hold Lu Zhoulei, An Bochen has raised his big arm and a heat wave wrapped around the Lu family.
The sword spirit of the lightless sword is powerful and terrible, but it has no impact on the Lu family.
Looking at the heat wave that wrapped the three of them, Lu Zhoulei's eyes lit up and shouted urgently, "Innocent senior, save Lao Qiu!"
The lightless sword did not fly very quickly. It seemed that he wanted everyone to see the dead state of Lao Qiu. At this time, if An Bochen took action, he could stop the lightless sword, but An Bochen turned a deaf ear to Lu Zhoulei's words. He looked at the old man who was straight to the edge of the lightless sword. He looked indifferent and only had a few fluctuations in the depths of his eyes.
In the trembling eyes of Lu Zhoulei and Lu Zhoushuang, the dark sword spirit passed over Lao Qiu and killed Lao Qiu under the lightless sword.
There was a silence in the square first, and then there were bursts of crusade. In front of everyone, Qin Yu, the god of lightless swords, angrily killed and exposed his fake comrades-in-arms. He was already indisputable.
He used invisibility to take the Lu family sister and brother to the crowd. An Bochen was about to leave when he felt an unkind look at him.
"Why didn't you save him?" Lu Zhoulei suppressed his anger, his eyes were red, and he questioned An Bochen.
A string of tears slipped out of Lu Zhoushuang's eyes. Although she was also surprised that An Bochen was obviously capable but could not take action, her complicated feelings for An Bochen stopped her suspicion.
"Zhou Lei, the innocent predecessor must have his grievances." Lu Zhoushuang grabbed Lu Zhoulei and said.
"Life and death are determined by fate. This is the way of heaven, and it is also the way practiced by our monks."
An Bochen said lightly.
Then he ignored the Lu family's sister and brother, shook his sleeves and walked away.
The first round of the Dafa Real Person and Immortal War is about to begin, but An Bochen is not in the mood to watch it. He is holding something in his sleeve, which is the yuan god of Lao Qiu.
Naturally, An Bochen would not sit back and watch Lao Qiu's soul annihilation under the lightless sword, but he could not stop Jiu Chenjun from killing Lao Qiu in public with the hand of "Qin Yu". This is An Bochen's last choice but to compromise with Jiu Chenjun and the Eight Swords League in exchange for Lao Qiu's successful revenge and An Bochen's plan to accelerate the collapse of heaven and earth.