The concept of broken paintings was worked out by Chu He and the wise man Xia Zhengqing. First, Xia Zhengqing proposed the concept of picture scrolls, and then Chu He analyzed and interpreted it. Therefore, in his subconscious, the so-called broken paintings should be his own original creation.
At least not just anyone would know it. But it was obvious that Chu He overestimated his own creativity and underestimated the imagination of the older generation of strong men. Not every older generation of strong men would brazenly talk about themselves.
Labeled as breaking the world. Every era has shameless and arrogant people. Similarly, every era also has people who are modest and prudent. Chu He and Xia Wushuang can be regarded as the top leaders of the younger generation.
Their mentality was quite correct. Tian Qi, who they faced, and Shang Tianya, who still turned his back to the two of them and admired Chu Yang, were also the top strong men of the older generation.
And more importantly, through Tian Qi's words, Chu He finally realized that Xia Zhengqing's words at that time were not meant to ask for advice from him, but simply - a reminder.
Perhaps Xia Zhengqing believed that Chu He, who was not a creature in the pond, would encounter a strong enough opponent in the near future. Perhaps it was because Xia Zhengqing needed Chu He to protect his fragile little daughter. Regardless of the reason, Chu He concluded
The concept of broken paintings is not a coincidence, but Xia Zhengqing’s intention.
He didn't know if Xia Wushuang also knew the concept of broken paintings, and at this time, he naturally wouldn't stupidly turn his head to ask Xia Wushuang, whose energy had reached an extreme level. He would just stare at him with cold and sharp eyes.
He looked at Tian Qi without saying a word.
Two versus two. This should be considered a fair fight. But Tian Qi just glanced at the two people standing in front of him expressionlessly. His whole body suddenly released a sharp aura like a blade, which was shocking.
As soon as Chu He revealed his unparalleled power, he clearly felt that the Tian Qi in front of him was much more powerful than the older generation of strong men he had encountered before who thought they were invincible and world-beating.
In other words - not on the same level at all!
The old man in front of me, who is about fifty years old, can be called a real strong man, right?
Somehow, there was some restlessness in Chu He's blood that was jumping crazily. I don't know if it was inherited from his father or mother, but since Chu He could remember, whenever he encountered an equally matched or challenging opponent, he
His blood would always boil inexplicably, and his heart would beat crazily, as if he was beating the war drum for the upcoming war!
He had never felt this way when he met Tan Qingzi.
When he defeated two powerful men in Longmen, he had a similar impulse. But they gave it to him at the same time, and it was not as strong as he imagined. But this time, his whole body seemed to be burned by the flames of war, and he was immersed in the terrible feeling.
In the spirit of war, there was even a moment when he couldn't wait to lose his mind and wanted to fight to the death with the powerful old man in front of him.
Damn genetics!
Chu He suppressed his restless mood and waited for Xia Wushuang's instructions.
This battle is for her. Chuhe has no intention of taking the lead.
Xia Wushuang's dark and cold eyes were fixed on Shang Tianya's back, and the blood-stained white silk sword unconsciously slipped out of his hand. Under the scorching sun, it exuded a dazzling brilliance, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun.
, like the first appearance of the aurora, extremely bright. The sword was unsheathed, and the fighting spirit surged. The eyes were cold, and the murderous intent was revealed. In an instant, the powerful murderous intent swept the whole place, and sprayed madly towards Shang Tianya on the edge of the cliff.
"good."
As if he felt a substantial killing intent, Shang Tianya finally turned around slowly, a hint of admiration flashed across his face that was still handsome even though he was over fifty, and he glanced indifferently and calmly.
Xia Wushuang, who was shorter than Chu He, said in a calm tone: "It is rare for the younger generation to have your momentum."
His eyes fell on Xia Wushuang lightly, and he still said with his arms behind his back: "You want to kill me?"
"Yes." Xia Wushuang's deep and sharp voice suddenly sounded. It was completely different from her usual fairy-like aura. It was as if she was caught in the turbulent waves of hatred.
As soon as he finished speaking, Tian Qi's figure seemed to be separated from the principles of mechanics. He jumped sideways and stood firmly between the two of them. Those sharp eyes mixed with a strong aura stared at Xia Wushuang indifferently, motionless.
As soon as he made a move, Chu He also took action boldly, not giving Tian Qi the chance to take the lead.
As soon as it moved, the wind blew up, becoming even more powerful on the cliff where the wind was already strong.
Chu He's pace was extremely fast, and he was approaching with just one stride. The fighting spirit surged out of his body like sharp swords, stabbing Tian Qi like thousands of arrows through his heart. The sight was thrilling and his blood was gushing.
"What a handsome skill!"
Chu He moved. Tian Qi also fought vigorously. With a flick of his wrist, a sharp green cone fell into the palm of his hand. He took action brazenly and was entangled with Chu He, who was also full of energy explosion. Fierce.
The collision and friction actually covered up the fierce sound of the wind. It looked so solemn and sacred under the scorching sun. It was as if two golden gods were fighting here, and they were definitely not two ordinary humans.
Xia Wushuang never glanced at the two people in the fierce battle from the beginning to the end. Her eyes stayed on Shang Tianya, as if she wanted to understand all his small movements and the subtle aura flowing through him. The white silk sword in her hand was steady.
Like Mount Tai, there is no shock.
Shang Tianya still stared at Xia Wushuang as casually as before. For a long time, he moved his arms to his waist and said in a clear and calm tone: "I respect every opponent standing in front of me. Even if you are a
woman."
Xia Wushuang has deliberately hidden and even restrained her female characteristics. The temperament she displayed at this moment is clearly that of a top killer who kills people like mowing grass. Ordinary people can't tell whether Xia Wushuang standing here is a boy or a girl.
Even after seeing Xia Wushuang dressed in black for the first time, she was shocked by the cold murderous intention blooming from her body. As she said herself, she is a killer. It is precisely because of this that she fits all the qualities of a killer.
, including those very beautiful eyes. They will not betray her gender or heart.
But Shang Tianya, who had never met Xia Wushuang, could tell her gender at a glance, which had to shock Xia Wushuang. However, as a killing machine that has been wandering in the darkness all year round, how could he be affected by this temporary
Confused and troubled? Soon, Xia Wushuang's energy was overflowing again, sweeping Shang Tianya aggressively.
"Weapon." Xia Wushuang said two words coldly.
She calls herself a killer, and she is indeed a killer with the most advanced killing methods. There is no need for her to say such two words. Her purpose of coming here is very simple, to kill Shang Tianya. But she still made her request. Faced with
For Shang Tianya, one of the most terrifying strong men in mankind, Xia Wushuang does not behave like a killer more than a super strong person like usual. Perhaps, in the heart of this woman who has lived a life like a killer since she was a child, there is still a hidden connection in her heart.
A martial arts spirit that she herself may not be aware of.
What she hoped for was a formal, no-regret, and fair enough killing. Not the assassination or assassination she planned in her heart.
When Shang Tianya heard these two words, he couldn't help but smile and shook his head lightly: "You don't deserve it."
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[Author's digression]: Tomorrow I will make up for what I owe yesterday. I am very satisfied with today's chapter. In fact, I try hard to satisfy myself with every chapter, but I always hope to be better and better ~ After all, I am
