In the desert, yellow sand dances, forming tornadoes that rise into the sky and make a roaring sound.
This time, Zhang Ruochen was silent for a long time, stared at Han Qiu opposite, and said: "I have never regarded you as a servant. I can give you everything you want. I have never been stingy with any cultivation resources for you.
It’s just that there are some things that I really can’t give you.”
If so, Zhang Ruochen made a compromise today and agreed to Han Qiu's conditions. From now on, Han Qiu will only ask for more and lead to more unpredictable crises.
Today's Han Qiu is like a sharp poisonous needle. If you can't give her affection, don't touch her.
Once touched, it will be irreversible.
Han Qiu bit his lower lip tightly, tears welling up in his eyes, and formed a sword formula with his two slender fingers.
"Wow——"
A holy sword flew out and floated in front of her, emitting layers of black brilliance.
"Fight with me, and if you win, I will no longer force you to do anything in the future. If I win, you must marry me and make me the crown prince." Han Qiu's will was very determined.
Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands behind his back, shook his head slightly, and said, "Why must we fight? Can't we even be friends, only enemies?"
"Are you going to fight or not?" Han Qiu asked.
"No fight."
Zhang Ruochen did not expect that his relationship with Han Qiu would develop to this point.
If we really fight her today, no matter who wins or loses, then from now on, they can only be enemies.
Because, even if Zhang Ruochen wins, it is still impossible for Han Qiu to stay by his side and obey his orders.
Even if Han Qiu wins, Zhang Ruochen won't be able to marry her.
Sometimes, fighting cannot solve the problem at all, but only deepens the conflict.
Han Qiu bit his lip and blood flowed into his mouth, giving off a fishy-sweet taste.
"Shua——"
The holy sword burst out with sharp cold light, flew out, and hit Zhang Ruochen's heart. Han Qiu was trying to force him to take action.
Suddenly, a piece of white holy light flew out with another holy sword, and collided with the holy sword played by Han Qiu.
"Bang."
Two holy swords, one white and one black, flew out at the same time.
One of them fell into Han Qiu's hands.
The other handle flew far away and fell into the hands of another stunning beauty.
Huang Yanchen held the holy sword, the tip of the sword slid from the ground, and walked out step by step from a distance. His long sapphire hair danced in the wind, and he exuded a cold temperament, saying: "If so, you
If you really have feelings for him, then no matter what, you should not draw a sword at him. If you force him, it will have no effect at all. If you really want to fight, then fight with me."
Zhang Ruochen stared at Huang Yanchen, frowned slightly, and said, "Senior sister, I think you should not get involved at this moment. I will handle this matter."
Huang Yanchen shook his head: "This matter also has something to do with me. I think it is better for us women to resolve women's matters ourselves."
When Han Qiu saw Huang Yanchen appear, his aura rose rapidly. Compared with just now, it was more than ten times stronger.
She sneered: "Huang Yanchen, even you want to fight me. If it weren't for Zhang Ruochen who helped you become a world leader, how could you have achieved what you have now? With your physique and talent, you are not even qualified to carry my shoes."
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"Yeah?"
Huang Yanchen looked very cold, but also quite calm, and said: "I would like to ask you, if it weren't for Zhang Ruochen's help, would you have been able to survive the backlash crisis of the body of darkness?"
"If Zhang Ruochen hadn't given you an opportunity, would you have been able to join the Liangyi Sect and learn the Tai Chi Xiantian Gong, the sect-restraining code of Tai Chi Tao, to balance the two opposing forces in your body?"
"If Zhang Ruochen hadn't taken you into the picture scroll world and provided you with a steady stream of cultivation resources, would you be able to achieve your current level of cultivation?"
Han Qiu did not deny everything Huang Yanchen said, and said: "Okay! Since you dare to challenge, I will help you. Even if you become a world leader and achieve extraordinary achievements beyond ordinary people, there is still a huge gap between you and me.
.If you die by my sword, I can only blame you for overestimating your own abilities and not blame me."
"If you lose to me, then from now on, you have to listen to me."
Huang Yanchen's body exuded a sharp aura, and sword-shaped sword auras filled the air, completely covering a radius of hundreds of miles, forming a desperate situation of death.
Under the semi-saint, any living being that breaks into within a hundred miles will definitely die.
"Senior Sister's cultivation has broken through to the ninth-level semi-saint realm."
Originally, Zhang Ruochen was quite worried about Huang Yanchen's safety. After all, Han Qiu possessed the body of darkness and the secret path, and definitely had quite terrifying attack power.
Even if the body of darkness does not achieve great success, with Han Qiu's current strength, he will not be weaker than a Jiezi-level figure in the same realm.
Huang Yanchen was just a mortal. Even though various opportunities later made up for the physical gap, he still had some flaws.
In the same realm, Huang Yanchen would most likely lose to Han Qiu.
However, Huang Yanchen is now at a higher level than Han Qiu, and the outcome of victory or defeat is not easy to predict.
"Wow."
Wisps of black light automatically condensed and rotated around Han Qiu, converging on top of her head to form a black sphere with a diameter of dozens of feet.
That black sphere is almost indistinguishable from the black hole in the starry sky. It can swallow any matter and energy, and even light cannot escape if it gets close to it.
In an instant, all the sword energy within a hundred miles was swallowed up by the black sphere.
Immediately afterwards, Han Qiu stepped on the ground, causing the entire earth to start spinning, forming a huge vortex.
In the vortex, a suction force came out, trying to pull the yellow smoke dust into the ground.
Huang Yanchen's feet seemed to be completely stuck to the earth, unable to move. However, it was not easy for Han Qiu to pull her into the ground.
"break."
Huang Yanchen muttered a word, swung his sword and struck at the weakest point of the whirlpool.
"How can it be so easy to break my dark rules?"
From the palm of Han Qiu's hand, an extremely evil dark evil aura surged out and penetrated into the underground vortex, forming black tentacles that wrapped around Huang Yanchen's holy sword.
Huang Yanchen mobilized the holy energy and rushed towards his arm, trying to take back the holy sword.
However, he discovered that the holy energy had just poured out from his palm and was immediately swallowed up by the power of darkness.
"Do you only have this little strength? It's really a waste of Kunlun Realm's resources to let you be the world's leader."
Han Qiu showed a sarcastic look and laughed loudly. Then, he shot out the black ball hanging above his head and hit Huang Yanchen, trying to devour her.
"Guiyi Sword Art."
Huang Yanchen muttered silently, and suddenly, the holy sword in his hand erupted with a powerful wave of power, releasing a dazzling beam of light.
Even Zhang Ruochen immediately closed his eyes to avoid being stabbed by the sword light.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the vortex on the ground and the black sphere in the air had been broken by Huang Yanchen's sword and became fragmented.
"Chi Yao actually passed the Guiyi Sword Technique to her."
Zhang Ruochen's eyes shrank, and a surprised look flashed across his face.
The Guiyi Sword Technique is a sword technique that Qing Emperor summarized when he reached the realm of the Great Sage, summed up his achievements in his life, and integrated thousands of martial arts.
Although there is only one move, it contains endless mysteries of swordsmanship.
Even Xue Hongchen, the Sword Emperor who was known as the best swordsman in the world at that time, once said that there is no way to break the Qing Emperor's Guiyi Sword Technique. If you practice it to the extreme, you can break all the holy arts in the world with one sword.
Of course, even Qingdi himself did not practice the Guiyi Sword Art to the extreme.
At this moment, Huang Yanchen's Guiyi Sword Technique has gained a certain level of fire, and its explosive attack power surpasses many holy arts.
Han Qiu also looked surprised. He did not expect that Huang Yanchen's swordsmanship was so good. So she turned into a shadow and retreated.
"Xuanwu Holy Gua."
Huang Yanchen waved the holy sword, and the next moment, above her head, it condensed into a blue cloud covering dozens of miles of sky.
Immediately afterwards, a phantom of a green fire Xuanwu the size of a mountain appeared from the ground. On the back of the Xuanwu was an ancient Bagua mark.
At this moment, Huang Yanchen was standing in the center of the Bagua mark, his posture upright, blending into the Xuanwu shadow under his feet and the blue clouds above his head.
"Boom!"
The huge aura spread outwards, so frightened that Han Qiu could only retreat.
"Senior sister actually used the ancient method of the Xuanwu clan, with her feet on the ground and her head on the sky, forming a world of her own." Zhang Ruochen nodded lightly.
Huang Yanchen has refined the holy source of Qinghuo Xuanwu, and must have gained some knowledge of Xuanwu. It is not surprising that he can perform the ancient methods of the Xuanwu clan.
According to legend, Xuanwu was one of the first creatures born when the world first opened. He supported the world with his own body.
Han Qiu quickly stabilized his steps, jumped up, flew into the air, spread his arms, and completely released the power of darkness from his body.
"The undead ghosts listen to my call, and the door to the underworld will not open immediately."?
She bit the tip of her tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The blood was suspended in mid-air, gradually dispersed, and condensed into a blood-red ghost gate.
The blood containing the power of darkness intertwined with the rules of darkness, forming slender chains that actually penetrated the space and connected to the underworld.
From behind the Ghost Gate, undead ghosts rushed out to form an army of ghost soldiers. In addition, there were also some powerful evil corpses that crossed the Ghost Gate and broke into the Qinglong Ruins realm.
"Ouch!"
A bone dragon several thousand meters long flew out, exuding a sinister aura comparable to that of a beast king, and circled in the sky.
In fact, only by cultivating the body of darkness to great perfection can Han Qiu be able to travel between the underworld and the underworld at will, and summon yin soldiers and ghosts for her use.
However, Huang Yanchen put a lot of pressure on her, forcing her to consume a lot of blood, forcefully open the ghost door, and summon an army of evil soldiers.
Han Qiu's face became paler and paler, and the blood loss in his body was quite serious. He did not dare to continue to support the ghost gate.
So, she immediately retracted her hands and flew down to the bone dragon's head, facing the cold wind, like a peerless witch, staring at the yellow smoke on the opposite side.
Without the support of the power of darkness, the gate of hell immediately closed.