Chapter 31: The invisible ghost swallows the whale
"Sir, my subordinates are all ready." A Tianluo guard walked into the wing and bowed to report to Ning Xiaoxiang.
Ning Xiaoxiang nodded slightly: "Let's do it."
Tianluo Wei received the order to leave, and Xiao Hua quickly asked: "Master Ning, are you going to attack the bastard of the Wu clan?"
"This is also to relieve brother Xiaohua from worries." Ning Xiaoxiang said with a half-smile, "If you don't kill him, how can you sleep peacefully? When the time comes, we will send people out of the city disguised as Emperor Xuhe.
If Tianhuang shows his face, you can blame Xiao Yehe's death on his head."
Xiao Hua's eyes lit up and he raised his glass to Ning Xiaoxiang: "Master Ning is still thoughtful."
"We humans are the ones who think about our friends the most." Ning Xiaoxiang held up a cup of tea to greet him, extended his spiritual consciousness, and locked Di Xuhe in the backyard of the restaurant from a distance.
The surrounding area was heavily blocked by Tianluo Guards and isolated by a magic circle. A group of three sniper teams sneaked in quietly from all over the walls and courtyard gates, while the other Tianluo Guards stayed in ambush and provided support in the middle. In the outermost circle,
Dozens of archers held arrows inscribed with runes, aiming at Emperor Xuhe's position, preparing to draw their bows...
"General Gao Da, no matter what you want, whether it is the rare treasures offered by the tribes in the Eight Wastes, the magical scriptures, or the unique secret method that breaks the void in the last step, our Yu clan has it all! When you reach the level of cultivation of the general, the race's
The battle of rise and fall should have been ignored for a long time. The supreme road is the true meaning of this life, so why bother getting involved in the mundane affairs of the world?" Xiao Yehe persuaded, but kept retreating, his figure was like a feather in the wind, swaying left and right, swaying unsteadily.
Let Gao Qingyue lock his position.
Gao Qingyue looked indifferent and ignored what the other party said. The roaring air waves gathered from all directions and continued to press inward. No matter how Xiao Yehe changed his body, he was always trapped, and his room for movement became increasingly narrow.
In mid-air, Xiao Yehe's figure stagnated, and his back hit the overlapping air barriers, which surged violently. Not to mention retreating, even his body movements were difficult to unfold freely.
"General, please think twice! Once I die, the Tianhuang Yu Clan will pursue it with all their strength, and the Jin Dynasty will be annihilated!" Xiao Yehe filled up his sword energy and swung his sword back.
With a "Crack" sound, the sharp sword energy split open a deep ravine in the air barrier behind him. He was about to escape from it, but the next moment, the ravine was sealed by successive air waves.
A trace of confusion flashed in Xiao Yehe's eyes. Even at the peak of Hedao, the mana and the vitality of the world are limited. Even his own sword god is no exception. But Gao Qingyue's power is infinite.
It's inexhaustible, completely contrary to common sense.
"Doesn't the general care about the loss of life, the destruction of the country and the annihilation of the clan? Doesn't the general not care about shattering the void and ascending to the fairyland?" Xiao Yehe asked sharply, the light of Xiao Feiyi flowed, like a rainbow, showing colorful colors, constantly changing with the surrounding light.
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Until this moment, he had not given up the idea of escape, trying to use words to confuse the other party and find a glimmer of hope.
"Yeah, Gao doesn't care." Gao Qingyue said lightly, moved slightly, and appeared in front of Xiao Yehe again. No matter how the opponent changed his body, he was always locked in position by his mental power.
Slapping a palm towards Xiaoye River, Gao Qingyue's five slender fingers gently opened, like white petals rising in the wind, blooming gracefully.
The whole movement seems light and gentle, but the palm movement is like a tsunami, a roaring tide, the vast force presses the air to stretch out small branch-like cracks, and a casual slap breaks the entire space!
In this palm, gentleness and violence form a great contrast, but they blend together perfectly, vividly interpreting the essence of hardness and softness.
In an instant, Xiao Yehe seemed to be trapped in a violent whirlpool. Before the tyrannical palm came close to his body, the bones all over his body were being pressed and creaked, and his blood vessels were swollen, as if they would burst at any time.
Faced with such pressure from his palm, he had no idea of using his sword to resist. A deep black light flashed, and Xiao Yehe transformed into thousands of black sword lights, shooting in all directions.
Gao Qingyue's eyes flashed. This was the skill of dividing the sword light. But when the Yu tribe's swords were united, Xiao Yehe's whole body also divided with the sword light. There were as many sword lights as there were bursts.
Xiaoye River.
This is of course an illusion, but even if Gao Qingyue is at the pinnacle of Hedao, and his spiritual sense is enough to see through the appearance, it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false. In his sight, every sword light is Xiao Yehe himself, with all the
A trace of the other party’s spiritual imprint.
If he had been an ordinary Hedao monk, he might have been fooled by Xiao Yehe.
Gao Qingyue's palm changed accordingly, and the long and slender fingers that were spread out were pulled inward, and the fingertips were clasped inwards. The blooming petals seemed to turn into a huge sharp claw in an instant.
The gentle and ethereal turns into a fierce and fierce force.
But the originally violent palm became softer, extending out a large net as dense as water, covering the fleeing sword lights. No matter how many sword lights the Xiaoye River divided, they were all caught in the net, just like being caught in a fishing net.
A school of fish that is difficult to escape.
This palm moves from slap to buckle, and the transition between hardness and softness is seamless, leaving no trace. The strength, artistic conception, and rules are all connected naturally. As Gao Qingyue's palms continue to close inward, forming a net-closing momentum, his five fingers suddenly
Give it a squeeze.
"Crack, click, click -" rays of sword light shattered at Gao Qingyue's fingertips, and each of the Xiao Yehe shattered into broken shadows.
The remaining sword light erupted into a dazzling rainbow light, and the sword light turned and disappeared into the air, never to be seen again, as if Xiao Yehe had escaped.
Gao Qingyue didn't take it seriously. She glanced around calmly, using her consciousness to find the location of Xiaoye River. At the same time, she clenched her palms into fists. The air wave fishing net continued to squeeze inward like a mountain, and the air made a harsh crackling sound.
Until the entire space was compressed into a square inch and the "fishing net" was completely tightened, the big fish in the Xiaoye River was still unable to be forced out.
Even with Gao Qingyue's immense power, he could not compress a square inch of space into a single point.
"Good skill." Gao Qingyue stood silently for a while and said calmly, "No wonder it is said that the Owl tribe of the Yu tribe is ever-changing, hiding from the shadows, and the transformation of hiding is the best among all tribes."
"What a pity - you met Mr. Gao."
He took a deep breath.
"boom!"
The air waves in all directions suddenly turned into turbulent sea water!
The huge waves roared and surged into the sky!
The wild waves climbed heavily, holding up the virtual image of a pure white giant whale and slowly rising into the sky!
The giant whale is so huge that it covers the sky and the earth, just like a behemoth in primitive mythology.
Following a deep and melodious whale song, the beluga opened its huge mouth and took a calm breath.
All kinds of air currents, dust, debris, and debris in the entire "fishing net"... are like swallows returning to their nests, and they are thrown towards the beluga whale one after another.
The sword light was forced out one after another, struggling and twisting, and was swallowed continuously by the whale's mouth.
"This is not a Dharma image!" Xiao Yehe fell out of the air, his face full of horror, staring at Gao Qingyue in disbelief, "This is a demon shadow! You are not a human race, you are a demon! You are a great demon from the Earth Dream Dao.
