Both sides saw in the other's eyes the determination to kill the other!
The better you get to know the other party, the more you know that the other party cannot stay and is a formidable enemy.
This makes life and death even more important!
At the same time, the air vibrates, causing ripples in circles.
This is because the spiritual power of both parties is strong enough to interfere with the material world, which is the so-called soul control.
Whoosh!
Nuo Cheng drew his sword. In an instant, countless sword lights struck Tao Xiaowu like brilliant fireworks. Tao Xiaowu couldn't help but think of a martial arts character. The sword covered the rain, waved over the clouds, and the sword was as brilliant as fireworks.
At this time, Nuocheng's sword has this meaning!
However, the corners of Tao Xiaowu's mouth curled up, because he already had a chance to win!
Nuo Cheng's sword was the first to strike, which only shows that in the mental competition between the two, he, Tao Xiaowu, won, and his spirit was stronger.
After all, Tao Xiaowu is a practitioner and uses various methods to train his soul.
As for Confucian scholars, although they also sharpen their spiritual will and have strong beliefs, they are not professional after all.
Once the two people's spirits were at war, Nanuo Cheng was already at a disadvantage and could only draw his sword first.
And this sword looks extremely bright, but it is useless!
Because from the beginning to the end, ever since Nuocheng walked into Tao Xiaowu's house, he had fallen into Tao Xiaowu's plan.
Why do you think Tao Xiaowu was talking so much when chatting with him? The four sentences of "San Immortal" and "Hengqu" all came out.
Is it just to show off?
Or do you feel sympathy for this Nuocheng?
Maybe a little bit of both?
After all, human nature is complex!
However, the real reason is to create an atmosphere and attack people's hearts with words.
Even if it made him more determined to kill Tao Xiaowu, an enemy of heretics, the image that Tao Xiaowu had successfully established in his heart could not be erased.
I feel sorry for Tao Xiaowu, and even have hidden feelings of guilt...
These are enough to subconsciously influence your opponent!
The next priority is to attack the city, and the highest priority is to attack the heart. Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements!
Tao Xiaowu retreated, then retreated, then retreated, until he retreated to the wall.
But the sword light kept advancing, and then advanced, and kept advancing. Seeing countless fireworks blooming one after another, it would be simply beautiful if one ignored the terrifying murderous intent.
However, at this moment, when these evolutions were at their most brilliant, they all suddenly dissipated.
The long sword fell to the ground, and Nuo Cheng groaned and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.
A flying sword had been thrust into his throat, and his eyes quickly turned dim, and he fell to the ground.
One drum is strong, the other drum is weak, and the third drum is exhausted!
Tao Xiaowu retreated again and again, but at the moment when Nuocheng's sword was at its strongest and about to fail, the flying sword shot out.
But Na Nuocheng never thought that Tao Xiaowu's real killing move was here, not the sword in his hand, which would naturally lead to his death.
"It's a pity, I really want to fight you head-on. Just relying on my martial arts skills, or even using various Taoist techniques, I probably won't be your opponent.
But on the battlefield, the art of war comes first. This battle can be regarded as my victory!"
As he spoke, he sighed softly, walked forward, and gently closed his eyes for this promise.
Tao Xiaowu has read the information: Those who make promises are less generous and heroic. Chang Wu's surname is Nuo, and he has a promise worth a thousand gold. He values trustworthiness, does not lie, and can be trusted with his life.
A middle-aged scholar who studied Confucianism, he said to himself that a chivalrous man dressed in common clothes, with the courage of an ordinary man, is not worthy of being a Taoist. I should be a chivalrous man in the world.
Be good to Fengnan, but Fengnan used his own life to deceive the secret of heaven.
Promise to take revenge!
Such a person was killed by Tao Xiaowu's sword.
At this moment, there is a hint of regret: "Being righteous takes life and death seriously, but taking life seriously is Nuo... Even if you die, your bones will be fragrant, and you will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world. Good luck to you, Nuo!"
He bowed deeply and then raised his head after a long time.
Such a righteous man should not have died in his own hands!
However, if he could start over again, Tao Xiaowu would kill Nuocheng again without hesitation.
Both sides have their own paths. To put it in familiar terms, they have different philosophies.
This promise has blocked his way!
For such a powerful assassin who could escape thousands of miles with a single strike, Tao Xiaowu would not be able to sleep peacefully if he did not die.
"Come here, take the body out and give it a good burial!" Tao Xiaowu ordered.
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In the Land of the Underworld, streaks of bright or dim light fall from time to time, turning into mist-like figures, and human figures gradually condense under this light.
Those who are shrouded in bright light, or have incense, or have yin virtue, are different, and no wild ghost dares to provoke them.
However, the situation with dim light was different. As soon as many of them showed their bodies, the surrounding wild ghosts swooped in, carving them up and devouring them.
And at this moment, a spiritual light fell.
This spiritual light was dim, but after a moment, it brightened up, burning like a flame.
The wild ghosts who were greedily peeping around made screams of terror and fled in all directions!
Nanuo Cheng had already appeared in the Land of Underworld. It was still a little blurry at first. After a while, his consciousness became clear. A complicated look appeared on his face. He looked around: "Am I coming to Underworld now?"
At this time, I thought of the last stunning sword light, just a flash...
He exhaled slowly, feeling confused. He was dead now!
When he was a boy, he avenged a friend and assassinated a governor. He was imprisoned by the imperial court, but he survived.
In his middle age, in order to avenge the massacre of the border county by the Wu tribe's army, he went out alone, tracked thousands of miles, and assassinated the Wu tribe leader. He suffered dozens of wounds, but he did not die.
However, I never expected that I would eventually die in the hands of Wang Zhenling today!
It's just strange that Nuo Cheng doesn't hate Wang Zhenling very much.
Just thinking that I have passed away from this world and will never come back. This is very melancholy!
However, at this moment, the surroundings suddenly changed color, and the gloomy wind howled, completely covering up the remaining light of the land of hell.
Nuo Cheng's expression changed slightly: "This is a ghost realm..."
When wild ghosts gather in groups, powerful leaders are likely to appear among them.
In particular, if the ghost group gathers tens of thousands, a qualitative change will occur, and ghost generals and even ghost kings will appear.
And once this powerful ghost leader appears, he can gather the ghost energy of the ghost group to form a ghost realm.
This ghost realm is nothing in the underworld, but when it appears in the human world, it is extremely troublesome.
It can even withstand part of the scorching sun, and can appear in the human world on a large scale, attacking villages, pavilions, and even cities.
This kind of thing has happened several times in history.
After Confucianism established the Shinto system, it strictly guarded against wild ghost groups of this size. Once signs of such ghost groups appeared, they would immediately kill them with all their strength without mercy.
Nuo Cheng never expected that he would see such a group of ghosts just after arriving at Huangquan.