Chapter 3327 as many as pigs and dogs walking all over the ground
Mu Ruge held the emperor-killing knife and rushed towards Qing Ge's back. Her speed reached the extreme. Amidst the lightning and thunder, she suddenly flew across the sky. In an instant, she jumped into the air, her body was like a long bow and her hands were slightly bent.
Hold the knife and chop it down on the head.
As fast as the wind, his movements are like a bolt of lightning, like a wolf running wildly on the grassland.
Qingge let go of You'er's hand and remained standing still. She raised her head and glanced at the sky, with a sarcastic smile on her lips.
Everyone's hearts were already in their throats, their eyes tightened, and they were staring at the Emperor-Zlaying Sword with a high-level weapon spirit.
That sword, even among the thousands of tribes in the Nine Realms, would still be a rarity in the eyes of cultivators.
The Mingwang Sword of the Empress of Dongzhou is indeed somewhat famous in the realm of gods, but that comes from the achievements of the empress, not the Mingwang Sword itself.
Strictly speaking, it was the Empress who gave this knife a deeper value.
Now facing Mu Ruge's Emperor-killing Sword, and the opponent was a Xuanling master who was only seventeen years old. Most people were worried about the empress.
When the Emperor-Zlaying Sword fell, the weapon spirit inside the blade made a roaring sound like a wild beast, like a demonic sound coming from the gap in purgatory, stimulating and shocking their souls.
The explosive power contained in high-level weapon spirits is far beyond comparison with ordinary weapons.
Just like the most ordinary cultivator, if there is no soul, it is just a puppet. Even if it has a soul, the strength of the soul in each person's body is completely different.
Especially in the duel between high-level experts, the weapon spirit in the weapon plays a very important role.
In front of the high-level weapon spirit's Emperor-killing Sword, most of the weapons in the world were made of broken copper and iron, vulnerable to a single blow and could not get into Mu Ruge's eyes.
Master Lingxu and Palace Master Ziyun never asked Mu Ruge to take action against Qingge during the heaven-sacrifice ceremony, and the reason why she used the sword at this moment was more out of dissatisfaction.
She clearly remembers every word of what Zhong Linshan said, and will prove with her demeanor and actual actions that the empress's achievements today are indeed nothing in front of her.
When the Emperor-Zhanying Sword followed the path of the wind and slashed at Qingge's Tianling Gai, for an instant, Qingge's body was like a ghost, as fierce as thunder. He turned around, pulled out the Mingwang Sword, and collided with the Emperor-Zhanying Sword.
They meet with swords and drink blood before returning. They are all famous geniuses in this plane. At this moment, they are extremely red-eyed and will not stop fighting.
The cultivators who were watching looked at it curiously with wide eyes, hoping to see the results quickly.
The two people standing next to the gold thread platform did not move, like a painting, no one moved.
For a while, Mu Ruge's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes were slightly red, and even though she pressed her lips tightly, thick scarlet blood still flowed out of her mouth.
Qingge put away the Mingwang Sword and looked at Mu Ruge indifferently: "If I go to the Jinlu Platform, you will always be a loser. The saddest thing about a frog in the well is that you are complacent with insignificant results.
Self-righteous and arrogant.
The heroes and hundreds of millions of practitioners in this world are all worthy of respect.
Killing innocent people indiscriminately is a heinous crime that cannot be forgiven. Even if you die in Jiuyou, it is not a pity."
The hem of her skirt was dancing lightly, and her plain clothes were like clean snow in the cold winter. She raised her hand, put the Mingwang Sword on her shoulder, and led You'er towards the Dongzhou camp.
Mu Ruge's tiger's mouth ached for a while, and she didn't even notice it, just looking at Qingge's back.
It's just a broken sword that can't stand on the table. How can it shake her emperor-killing sword?
Mu Ruge couldn't figure it out.
In the competition at the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, everyone saw Mu Ruge's strength, and in the sword clash just now, they were once again shocked by the empress's grace.
No one has broken the legend of the empress! Mu Ruge returned to the Zhonglin Mountain camp, sat on a chair and her eyes sank. No one knew what she was thinking.
Master Lingxu came over, frowned, and asked in a low voice: "I didn't ask you to attack the empress."
"Since it's the Emperor-Slaying Sword, why can't it kill her?"
Mu Ruge asked.
For a moment, Master Lingxu couldn't answer Mu Ruge's words.
At this time, Master Lingxu looked at the slightly angry Mu Ruge and fell into deep thought.
What puzzled him was that everything Mu Ruge did was in accordance with the instructions he issued. This time, he rashly used the knife, but it was Mu Ruge's independent consciousness.
What makes Master Lingxu afraid is that if Mu Ruge can consciously attack the empress today, will she do something even more exaggerated in the future?
He had gone through so much hard work and was born with the power of dragons, phoenixes, wood and stars. If Mu Ruge betrayed him, wouldn't all the previous efforts be in vain?
Master Lingxu narrowed his dim eyes, and while comforting Mu Ruge, he also felt Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.
On the other side, Palace Master Ziyun was sitting at the table drinking fragrant tea. Her eyes wandered over Mu Ruge. After a long time, she curled her lips into a smile, her eyes darkened slightly, and she whispered as if talking to herself: "Interesting..." Mu
After Ru Ge rested for a while, Mu Qingxue came to Yang Hong and whispered: "Master Yang, Junior Sister has rested and can prepare for the third competition."
The Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony has always been a best-of-five-game system, which also means that if Mu Ruge wins another game on the Jinlu Platform, Yang Hong, the owner of the village, can declare Dongzhou's failure.
"Zhong Lin, Dongzhou, please send someone to fight!"
The sound of gongs resounded through the Jinlu Platform, and the earth-shattering sound made the practitioners' eardrums tremble.
Mu Ruge stepped out in one step and stood on the Golden Thread Platform, extremely arrogant. She came to the edge and looked at the people in Dongzhou.
She slowly raised her slender, snow-white catkins, and pointed the huge scarlet emperor-killing knife at the Dongzhou camp. She grinned contemptuously under her veil, and her words were full of disdain: "Dongzhou's defeated general, come up and fight!
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Defeated general... These two concise and concise words instantly aroused the anger in the hearts of all the Dongzhou warriors in Mingyuan Villa. All pairs of angry eyes stared at Mu Ruge in Jinlutai.
The warriors of Dongzhou are by no means defeated! The people of the Empress will always carry the glory on their shoulders and be proud of our king! People who have not experienced war will never understand that kind of faith.
"Ignorant little hoof, let Mr. Liu teach you how to behave!"
A figure swept towards the Jinlu Platform, and just as he finished speaking, a Waning Moon Sword slashed towards Mu Ruge.
In one breath, Liu Yan'er struck more than a dozen blows in succession, with cunning angles and fierce force, which shocked people! Liu Yan'er's Waning Moon Sword had the spirit of a weapon refined by Qing Ge.
There are only a few weapon refiners in the realm of gods who can refine weapon spirits.
As for the weapon spirits under Qing Geqiao, what is commendable is that the strength of the weapon spirits has the most direct relationship with the cultivator himself.
In other words, a cultivator with no ambition will not be able to awaken the weapon spirit at all. However, the stronger the ambition and the strong spirit, the weapon spirit itself will be very powerful, and will increase with the breakthrough of the cultivator's own class status.
Growth! The unstoppable power is collectively called: the emperor's weapon spirit! Qingge's Mingwang sword becomes stronger when it encounters strength. So far, even Qingge doesn't know how powerful the weapon spirit in the Mingwang sword can be.
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But Qingge has never communicated with the weapon spirit... By the time he can communicate, the Mingwang Sword will definitely become more powerful.
At Jinlu Terrace, Liu Yan'er was furious and fierce in combat, slashing thirty-two times in anger.
Mu Ruge's feet were on the ground, her steps were flying, and she quickly stepped back. At the same time, she held the knife in both hands and quickly turned her wrist. Every time Liu Yan'er landed a knife, Mu Ruge would block it with the Emperor-Zhancing Knife until she blocked thirty-two.
The knife and Mu Ruge are also in danger at the edge of the golden thread. If they are not careful, they will fall off the golden thread platform, and the competition will end in failure.
The cultivators from all sides of the Jinlu Platform all held their breaths and widened their eyes... "Then Master Liu of Dongzhou must be a great spiritual master... How did she do it... She actually crossed the three realms and wiped out the Mu of the Xuanling realm?
Is Ruge forced to fall behind?"
They can't understand it.
This is even more exaggerated than the Empress.
If the empress's cross-level challenge was shocking and unbelievable, then the blade displayed by Liu Yan'er at this moment felt like a dream.
After all, this kind of thing probably only happens in dreams.
"It doesn't matter that she defeated Wang Shangdao in the Phantom Realm before. If she can defeat Mu Ruge, that would be too exaggerated..." "..." Whispers started to spread.
Liu Yan'er turned a deaf ear, and in her name, she wrote a wonderful story in Mingyuan Golden Thread! She wanted to repay Ye Qingcheng and You'er several times for the grievances they suffered! But, she was just an unsurprising great spiritual master, and she was
In this heaven of gods where there are so many great spiritual masters walking around like pigs and dogs, there are almost no shining spots.