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Chapter 246 Wang Jingyu's Poem Title
Taoyuan Village is not an ordinary village, and the appearance it sees is far from being as simple as one thinks.

As players know so far, there is a tunnel under Gongshulian's house, and you will find an underground furnace when you go deep into it, and under the old man Zhang's house is a poisonous den, where some dangerous and cute animals are raised.

As for Mayor Ah Huang, he built a water prison, which is not only suitable for imprisoning warriors who don't know martial arts, but also suitable for doing some weird experiments.

"So, what's his situation?" Qin Fan looked at Hua Wusheng in front of him, with gray eyes, shabby clothes, and a face so stiff that he was no different from a dead person.

A rare embarrassment appeared on Mayor Ah Huang's face. Originally, he wanted to use his years of experience and combine his sister Li's good at formation to arrange it into a movable formation.

In this way, Hua Wusheng's powerful Tianjue sword energy can be urged on his own.

But I didn't expect Hua Wusheng to be more difficult than expected. Not only did the sword light burst out during the experiment and injured Xiao Li's sister, but there was even a faint sign of self-explosion because there was no suppression of the dead corpse's secret technique.

In the end, it took him a lot of effort to stabilize it. Of course, Hua Wusheng at this moment is like a powder keg that explodes at one point. A little carelessness can set off a sword storm with power above the city-destroying level on the spot.

"Ahem, it stands to reason that the great masters who are generally controlled by the Nether Corpse Sect as golden corpses will be tossed and tossed by the Nether Corpse Sect, leaving only a sliver of thought.

But Hua Wusheng is different, he is very stubborn, he wants to die, if he uses some too rough methods, it is likely to completely destroy it.

So it is very difficult to control him. If it is a great master who is good at using spiritual power, maybe there will be a way. "

Qin Fan frowned slightly, as expected, he still wanted to turn it into his own nourishment.

But at this moment, Hua Wusheng's gloomy pupils inexplicably showed a gleam of brilliance, although it was only for a moment, it was noticed by several people present.

"Huh? Didn't you force yourself to explode?" Mayor Ah Huang was about to slap his palm, but when he found that Hua Wusheng's eyes lit up and he didn't make any movement, he put his palm away again. return.

"You said he was stubborn and wanted to die?" Qin Fan frowned a little deeper, and he was not idle on the way, he had already consulted the information about Hua Wusheng from Yefu.

[Hua Wusheng, whose real name is Unlucky, changed his name to Hua Wusheng because of his innate lack of veins. When he showed outstanding talent in kendo, he was accepted by Tianjianmen as an exception.

The head of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Bi Poqiong, once commented that he has a sword bone and a natural sword gall, but it is a pity that his future is cut off.

Because Bi Poqiong couldn't bear the loss of such an outstanding talent, he expended his own power to forcefully continue his pulse, but this could only solve the problem for a while.

It wasn't until Hua Wusheng read countless classics in the sect, comprehended the sword energy of heaven, and refined himself into a sword, that he was able to change his destiny.

It is also because of this that he was targeted by the rampant Nether Corpse Sect, who used the bait of constantly trapping and killing the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect to force him to show up. war.

After causing one death and two injuries in the end, he was captured by the Nether Corpse Sect, and his life and death are unknown.

As a result, Tianjianmen changed its previous style of arbitrariness and arrogance, and took the initiative to marry with the Daxuan Dynasty, and the daughter of the head, Bi Ruanzhu, married a powerful prince.

But more than ten years ago, that Lord Hou was killed by a mysterious person. Because Daxuan was in the most chaotic stage at that time, the murderer has not been found yet. 】

There is not much information, but many problems can be analyzed.

At least what Qin Fan was sure of was that this kind of person would try his best to survive if he had the slightest chance, which is why his consciousness has not been completely silenced after being tormented by the Nether Corpse Cult for 30 years.

"Old Huang, you have no other options, right?"

Mayor Ah Huang coughed dryly and said, "Well, this, if the successor of Zhen Su is here, maybe he can fabricate a false memory to control the other party."

Qin Fan shook his head: "The risk is too high. A fake will always be a fake, and such memories are prone to conflicts, which will only lead to greater disasters."

Mayor Ah Huang sighed, he looked at Hua Wusheng with some reluctance, what a handsome young man, if he can control it, it will definitely be a great help!What a pity~
"Old Huang, it's okay. People who are neither dead nor alive are more valuable." Wang Jingyu, who had witnessed Qin Fan's various sniffs, had already guessed what Qin Fan was thinking.

Since it cannot be manipulated, it should be turned into nourishment. Anyway, it is fine not to waste it, as long as it is not wasted, it is earned.

"Villager, let's do it, we will suppress him!" Wang Jingyu's expression froze, and he immediately took out Yan Luo's battle box.

Feng Mo, who had been silent all this time, also clenched the handle of the knife around his waist. Although Mayor Ah Huang didn't understand why, he also began to gather demonic energy around him.

Only Qin Fan was left looking at the three of them in a daze, then he shook his head slightly and said:
"To treat people like Hua Wusheng, we still have to give them a way out."

"Huh?" X3
"Old Huang, hold the line. Once you find something wrong, immediately suppress Hua Wusheng forcefully. Old Wang, Feng, entrusted me with a wisp of spiritual thought."

"Master, what are you going to do?"

"Didn't you just say that if it is a great master who is good at using spiritual power, maybe there will be a way." Qin Fan's eyes flashed brightly.

In the process of comprehending the true meaning of martial arts and the true mask, he learned from a master and solved various problems about spiritual power.

Coupled with the fact that his spiritual power has already broken through to the high level of consciousness, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a great master who is good at using spiritual power.

"Has the master made a move?" Wang Jingyu's eyes flashed eagerly, perhaps he didn't realize that there was a kind of firm trust in his tone.

This made Mayor Ah Huang, who was still a little worried, immediately stop his plan to continue asking.

At the same time, he was also planning to have a good chat with Wang Jingyu afterwards, because he felt that Wang Jingyu had undergone some changes, and the source of these changes was undoubtedly Qin Fan.

So during this decisive battle, something important must have happened.

And for the past two days, he has been busy with Hua Wusheng's affairs, and knows nothing about the outside world.

"Now that you're ready, let's start." Qin Fan took a deep breath, and then pointed at Xiang Hua Wusheng's eyebrows, "Use my spiritual strength as a guide, you must follow closely."

After saying this, Qin Fan closed his eyes, and Wang Jingyu and Feng Mo did the same, with one of their palms on Qin Fan's shoulder, and the atmosphere in the already dark water prison gradually changed. dignified.

My name is Hua Wusheng, and I am going through an endless cycle, and every time I need to block my memory and immerse myself in it, because I need to remember that hatred.

I am very afraid that the passage of time will make my hatred obliterated, because I know that if the hatred is gone, my consciousness will gradually disappear.

Even though for me, that fight was just losing over and over again, recurring the despair that fills me with sorrow, I'm going to keep going.

This is the only way I can think of to survive.

I'm pretty sure I'm still alive, even as a man-made puppet, and I won't give up hope.

It's just that recently I can't hold on any longer. It seems that there is another me hidden in the depths of the spiritual sea. He keeps asking me to let go, letting me burst out all the sword energy in my body at once to destroy everything around me.

Struggling to survive like ants, it is better to die quickly!

But I'm not reconciled, I'm sure that I will die with that great master of the Nether Corpse Sect named Bu Qibai, but from the beginning to the end, it's not him who I want to die without a whole body!
Or it's not just him!
Hate rises again, I want to leave this feeling!

So another cycle is about to begin?
On the endless desert, five figures separated in five directions and firmly surrounded Hua Wusheng, like a lone wolf, Hua Wusheng showed a trace of sadness and stubbornness.

"You are too redundant." This was not the first sentence that the Nether Corpse Cult master said. Judging from the sand grains on the six people's clothes and a layer of sand stained on their shoes, they had been talking for a while.

"Actually, you still have a second choice. Cooperate well with us, and you may have a chance of revenge in the future." It was Bu Qibai who spoke, and there was a trace of sincerity in the tone of this great master of the evil way.

To this, Hua Wusheng just replied coldly:
"270 three people."

"?"

"The number of Tianjianmenmen you killed."

"Do you care about these? They are just some ants that can be erased at will, and now you are already a traitor of Tianjianmen."

"You have their blood on your hands."

Hua Wusheng took a deep breath, and there was only one word left in his eyes - Zhan!

"It seems that we can't reach an agreement, and it took so much talking." A master of the Nether Corpse Cult sighed.

Immediately, the five great masters of the Nether Corpse Sect erupted with a horrified aura at the same time. It was as if ghosts descended on the dry desert, and the majestic dead air filled the surroundings. rise!

"This is the Absolute Heaven Sword Qi you all want to see."

Hua Wusheng, who was suppressed by the death energy, suddenly burst out with an extremely strong force, and he was still muttering in a low voice: "The first line of the sky! Absolute life!"

The awe-inspiring sword intent began to radiate, and an inexplicable storm shrouded Hua Wusheng's surroundings. After a closer look, it was discovered that this wind was the wind of sword intent, and this storm was a tornado of swords condensed by thousands of sword intents!
Hua Wusheng's long hair draped over his shoulders was blown by the wind of sword intent, and began to move with the wind and dance with the sword!

The tornado of sword intent became smaller and smaller, and finally wrapped Hua Wusheng tightly!

And Hua Wusheng's eyes flashed a blue light, this light directly cut through the tornado and completely melted it!
In an instant, the ghosts and creatures filled with lifeless energy were broken, dust and sand swept across the world like a tide, and everything seemed to calm down, but Hua Wusheng's momentum became stronger and stronger!

In the next moment, he seemed to have broken a certain boundary, and what was left in the world was a sword mark that pierced through the sky!

boom--!
The slowest Grandmaster was directly killed by the sword energy, and two more Grandmasters offset [-]% of the damage with the corpse puppets they raised, but even so, they were so seriously injured that they didn't even have the strength to stand up!

Only the strongest two maintained a certain fighting power, but the corpse puppets they refined for many years were also wiped out by the sword energy that seemed to want to destroy the world!

"You! You actually..." The greed and desire deep in the eyes of a great master of the Nether Corpse Cult did not hide at all.

A great master standing beside him also said excitedly at this moment:

"The truly precious one is the "Heavenly Absolute Sword Qi"! That is definitely not a move you can create!"

They no longer cared about the destruction of the corpse puppet, because Hua Wusheng alone was enough to offset the loss, including the other two seriously injured Grandmasters, who stared at Hua Wusheng as if they were hungry wolves seeing meat.

"Cough——" Hua Wusheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and countless cracks appeared on his body, and then he fell to the ground like a broken doll, his eyes were full of unwillingness, "Only killed one person. Only one person was killed. "

"So, you want to kill them all, right?"

"Yes! But just killing them is not enough" Hua Wusheng's body trembled, he tried to raise his head, facing the scorching sun, he saw a strange face.

Young, handsome, and confident, when he saw the sincere smile of this young man in white, the sunlight covering his body seemed to become much warmer at the moment.

"I'll help you." The young man stretched out his right hand, within a short distance, Hua Wusheng still had the strength to raise his hand, but he hesitated for some reason.

"I will help you." The young man said again, his figure covered the glaring sun, and a shadow blocked above made the restless Hua Wusheng inexplicably feel a lot easier.

"Why?" Hua Wusheng licked his chapped lips, and then his pupils shrank, because he saw behind the young man, two great masters of the Nether Corpse Sect who still had their combat power were rushing towards him!

"careful!"

The young man turned a deaf ear to this, and didn't even move his outstretched right hand. He kept looking at Hua Wusheng with gentle eyes, as if he was only here to wait for an answer from the other party.

"Hurry up" Hua Wusheng said anxiously, but the words stopped abruptly in an instant, because a strange storm swept towards a great master of the Nether Corpse Sect in the next second!

At the same time, a poem horn sounded between heaven and earth!
[The stream of light is like a firefly, the dark words fly away, and the misty and lonely night is alone in the sky!The sky shakes the universe, the earth covers the sky, and the sword buries thousands of bones without end! 】

Another huge sword light seemed to reflect the whole desert into a sea of ​​blood and bones, and it slashed straight at another great master of the Nether Corpse Cult!

Between heaven and earth, another song of poetry sounded!
[The peach blossoms are not defeated when the sword is blooming, the stars are falling, and the vermilion feathers are dying, and I am tired of looking at the sea of ​​​​blood road, and Yama looks at the bones! 】

"Trust me, I will definitely help you."

Hua Wusheng foolishly shifted his gaze to the young man again, and inexplicably stretched out his right hand to hold the other's right hand tightly.

Immediately, he felt a force pulling him up directly.

"First, let's start with them."

As soon as the voice fell, the figure of the young man had disappeared. He moved at an extremely fast speed, and within a few breaths, he had already arrived in front of a great master who was unable to move due to serious injuries!

boom--!
There was no pause in the merciless palm, and the great master was directly photographed into a mass of bursting blood mist.

　The first chapter was written for three hours, and the state has been really bad these two days, so let me adjust it.

　
(End of this chapter)