Chapter five hundred and forty-eight duel against the void
A generation of swordsmen was born out of the waves.
The hundred-foot-long Heavenly Sword was inserted into the earth by Gongyangchou, like a majestic giant monument, holding down the surrounding area for thousands of miles.
His whole body was full of vitality and majestic, and his vitality swept across the world like a huge wave. His black hair was flying, his robes were hunting, and he was overlooking the earth.
"I, Gongyangchou, have been practicing swordsmanship for more than a hundred years. I once buried myself deep in a canyon to understand nature. I once broke through the rock waves and created a wave of swordsmanship. Although I have become a master of swordsmanship, I deeply feel that I do not have a deep understanding of one of the swordsmanship. This way covers all things.
There is, encompassing the whole world, endless, boundless, and worthy of lifelong exploration. Now that it has declined, it is really a great pity for practitioners!"
He looked at all the living beings in the world, the waves of people and beasts, with a sharp light in his eyes.
"Now that the flaming beasts are invading, I, Gong Yangchou, will carry the Tao with my body and go to death audaciously to awaken the sword's will in the hearts of cultivators all over the world. May the sword's path be everlasting and prosperous forever!"
He spoke and walked straight towards the army of flame beasts.
Huang Shang's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't help shouting: "Gong Yangchou! You are confused! Since you have achieved the position of sword master, you have to bear the responsibility for the rise and fall of the sword art. If you die, what will happen to the world's sword cultivators?"
Gong Yangchou did not look back, and his desolate voice spread across the earth: "If I live, there will be one more strong swordsman in the world. If I die, I can awaken the will of sword cultivators in the world."
Huang Shangdao: "What about the King-Beheading Sword! You don't want to see the King-Zhanying Sword?"
Gongyang said sadly: "I have seen it."
He indeed saw, in his heart, the moment of death and the moment of rebirth.
Between life and death, a person will see many, many things, and he has already seen what he wants to see most.
Huang Shang said loudly: "You don't want to hold it?"
Gongyangchou's figure stopped, hanging in the void, still did not turn around, but said slowly: "I'm not worthy."
As soon as these three words came out, Huang Shang opened his mouth and was finally speechless.
He looked at Gu Que and said hurriedly: "Please advise him, I really don't want him to die."
Gu Que sighed bitterly, shook his head and said, "No one can persuade him."
"Why?"
Gu Que said: "It's just because he has decided."
Huang Shang was silent.
Looking at the thin figure in front of him stepping into the tide of flame beasts step by step, he is as majestic as a mountain and as vast as the sea at this moment, as if he encompasses the entire world.
Huang Shang couldn't help but said sternly: "All the soldiers in the army, fencing swords and wielding halberds, send you the sword to you!"
"Congratulations to the sword master!"
A dull low roar resounded throughout the world, and two million strong men shouted together. Swords came out, halberds came out, and they collided together, making a clanging sound.
Two million weapons roared together, and the sound was overwhelming, just to send off a generation of sword masters.
"No! Stop him! Stop him quickly!"
The fire unicorn shouted loudly, and countless flame beasts roared, and all rushed towards the ram. However, before the figure could get closer, they were cut into several pieces by the invisible sword light.
Tens of thousands of sword cultivators from the Gongyang family knelt down and shouted at the same time: "Please turn back, Lord Swordsman!"
"Please Sword Master, please turn back!"
The deafening sound, fueled by the vitality, shook the sky. The earth was lonely, the yellow sand was long, the magma was surging, and a tragic and desolate feeling arose spontaneously.
"Master Gongyang Sword, the sword cannot be without you! Please turn back!"
"Please turn back! We swear to fight the Flame Beast to the death!"
"Master Gongyang Dao! Master!"
A cry of sorrow spread across the earth, the wind howled, and the whole world seemed to be crying.
A desolate sound of laughter came from the sky ahead, coming from a thin figure and a towering figure like a mountain.
Surrounding him were endless flaming beasts and magma, scorching temperatures, and the desolation of approaching death.
"I am willing to die and awaken the will of swordsmanship, so that practitioners all over the world will respect the way of swordsmanship and be proud of it!"
His deep voice resounded throughout the world, and terrifying white light suddenly surged out of his body, and his whole body began to glow.
Gu Que looked ahead and sighed deeply, but had nothing to say.
He has been silent for a long time, because there is nothing anyone can do in the face of such a thing.
Gongyangchou had already decided to die, so he used his own death to awaken the sword cultivators in the world.
The white light shocked the world, and the ram looked up to the sky and screamed, finally exploded and turned into powder. What was left was the boundless and indescribable terrifying power.
A god-level expert self-destructed, and its power was impossible to predict. All he could see was that the void in front of him was covered by white light, and then turned into a black hole in an instant.
Black and white intertwined, and what came out was the scream of the Flame Beast. A terrifying force swept through the world like a giant wave, swallowing everything, annihilating everything, destroying everything along the way, and covering up all the Flame Beasts.
The sound of shocking explosions was endless, and the world ahead was invisible to the naked eye. It was like the end of the world, and life was like ants at this moment.
Gu Que and Huang Shang shouted loudly at the same time, and the black and white double rings and the Dao Yan Bell came out, exuding endless rules, and then completely blocked the terrifying force in front.
The sky and the earth are silent, the stars and the moon are all hidden.
It seems like a moment has just passed, and it seems like a thousand years have passed.
Everyone looked ahead, their faces dull, and their eyes filled with sadness.
Ahead is a devastated land, full of potholes, criss-crossed with ravines, and the earth has collapsed into shape.
The void also collapsed, and the terrifying black hole still had not healed, and it was unknown how many lives it had swallowed.
But Gong Yangchou disappeared after all.
The majestic body turned into powder and took away nearly a hundred thousand flame beasts. The only thing left behind was the hundred-foot-long heavenly sword.
That is destined to be a heavenly sword that will be famous throughout the ages. It will be like a monument, affecting the entire world.
Perhaps countless years later, there will still be countless cultivators and swordsmen coming to observe and pay homage, and some will still remember that there once was a swordsman who became a god here and died here.
Huang Shang looked forward, with tears in his eyes, and couldn't help shouting: "I send you the sword to you!"
"Congratulations to the sword master!"
Huang Shang bowed down, two million soldiers bowed down, and tens of thousands of Gongyang family swordsmen could not kneel down.
The black and white double rings and the Daoyan Bell exude endless rules and completely wrap them up, otherwise, there may not be a single one left among the tens of thousands of sword cultivators.
In front of the place where the beacon smoke ends, it is pitch black, and the army of fire beasts seems to have been completely killed and injured.
Just as a low roar came out, I saw a red line emerging from the end of the sky and the earth again, and then it approached very quickly, and ferocious flame beasts jumped out.
The fire unicorn walked on the waves, cutting through the sky at high speed, standing firmly in the void, looking at the devastated earth, its face had no expression.
He looked at the human army and said word by word: "We will fight until we die!"
The sound spread throughout the earth, and the endless flame beasts finally let out terrifying roars and roared forward.
The real war has begun!
Gu Que and Huang Shang had expressionless faces.
But the tens of thousands of sword cultivators, as if they had a telepathic connection, pulled out their long swords at the same time and stood up suddenly.
There was no emotion in their eyes, only the indescribable firmness and will, and their backs as straight as pine.
Huang Shang couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "What are they going to do?"
There was silence from heaven and earth, only the flame beast came crashing over, and no one responded to him.
He looked at the straight gray figures and the knives in their hands, and couldn't help but sternly said: "What are you doing! Back away!"
When the words came out, the leading sword cultivator suddenly shook his right hand, trembled his long sword, looked up to the sky and shouted: "I am willing to die! Wake up the sword!"
His face turned red, veins popped out on his forehead, and he strode forward.
"I am willing to die! Wake up Daozhi!"
Tens of thousands of sword cultivators roared in unison and walked forward Haoran.
Carrying a long knife and wearing gray clothes, he faced the ferocious flame beast and died generously.
Huang Shang gritted his teeth, watching this scene but unable to stop it.
Just because he knew that these people had no will to die, just because he knew that in the end, people would die in a war.
"Uh-huh!"
He finally couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and shout loudly: "Sing while fencing to send off the swordsman!"
"Sing while fencing to send off the swordsman!"
The sound shook the earth, and the sonorous sound was endless. Tens of thousands of sword cultivators walked proudly, and the firelight already illuminated their bodies and made their clothes burn.
The leading swordsman shouted loudly: "As a swordsman, I will die without regrets!"
"As a swordsman! Die without regrets!"
The voice of generosity spread throughout the land, and the mighty momentum swept between heaven and earth. Tens of thousands of sword cultivators arrived with generosity and died majestically.
Countless flame beasts stepped forward, and they fought with swords, taking away lives one by one and falling down one after another.
Two million soldiers had tears in their eyes, the anger in their minds was uncontrollable, and the blood in their chests was boiling.
"General! Come on! Let us fight side by side with them!"
"General, let us die! We want to bleed for this land."
"General..."
A cry of grief spread throughout the land, resounding from everywhere. Huang Yinsha looked indifferent and said sternly: "How outrageous! No one is allowed to act rashly before the military order is issued, otherwise military law will be dealt with."
She looked at the fallen sword cultivators in front of her and said softly: "This is their choice. They have done their best for this land, this vast loess."
There were endless shouts and exclamations. Each sword cultivator was facing several times or even ten times the number of flame beasts, and they soon arrived.
Blood spread all over the ground, and the bodies fell and were quickly submerged in flames.
They are destined not to leave any bones behind, they are destined to be buried in a foreign land.
But they are already well-known in the mainland, and everyone will know that tens of thousands of cultivators have died.
Perhaps countless years later, when this place has changed, children will be playing and accidentally discover the bright long knives buried in the earth.
At that time, the long sword should still be shining brightly.
At that time, someone should have heard that someone here once shed blood for this land.
Gu Que took a deep breath and couldn't bear to look at it anymore. He has a heart for the world and has a long way to go!
He breathed heavily and said slowly: "Gong Yangchou, you helped me understand the way of swordsmanship, which has benefited me endlessly. I will always remember this kindness in my heart. The world's swordsmanship, the world's swordsmanship, this important task,
I’ve made the choice! No matter how difficult it is, I will let you see the day when the way of the sword rises."
Huang Shang also looked at the fallen sword cultivator in front of him, with hot tears in his eyes that could hardly help but flow down. He murmured: "A son of Gongyang has never betrayed his country."
He said loudly: "From today on, every year, today will be the day to commemorate sword cultivation, from generation to generation, endlessly."
Gu Que looked ahead, the last sword cultivator finally fell.
He took one step forward, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "It's our turn to take action!" (To be continued)