Chapter 639

Boom -

the banquet hall is now turning into a raging sea. All the monks in the hall are pale, and their eyes are full of panic. They don't know what happened.

What does Lord Chai mean by this? As a sequencer, take his life? Who dares to do this in the hall today? Who can do it!

The woodcutter soon solved the puzzlement of the people. He raised his hand and held it falsely. The broken and black wood knife flew out of it and fell into his hands. Start with the wood knife. The smell of the woodcutter is soaring again. Among the hearts of all people, there is a shadow of the giant knife, which can cut nine days and ten places!

"My family name is Chai. I spent the first half of my life cutting firewood, and the second half of my life using this knife to survive. It's been a long time for tens of millions of years. It's a struggle and suffering for me. But I will not give up this worldly world, and I have done many things against my heart and good deeds."

"A lot of people remember and forget, but they come back every midnight. I never regret asking myself. The world is so wonderful. Every day is a new beginning. How lucky is it to be alive? How can we let go when we are born in the world? "

He pointed to Qin Huan with his firewood sword. "I have crossed the long river of time without relying on any foreign things, only this sword, and the will to never give up Today, I will ask the emperor to hand over his head and let me suffer for tens of millions of years, and finally I can achieve good results! "

The left Dong Dong glares, full of one thought, over, over, this is over! His eyes turned white and he didn't breathe. "Puff" spread out on the ground and passed out like relief.

Next to him, Qin Huan drank all the wine in his glass, put it down, and stood up and said, "it depends on whether you have the ability to take your head."

The invisible Qi machines of both sides collided in the void. The magnificent hall was suddenly broken from the inside, and big pieces of gravel flew around, turning into ruins. The guests in the sluggish palace, before returning to their senses, screamed to be shaken and flew out. A man was spraying blood in the air like a spring.

At the next moment, all of them are stiff, and their eyes are staring at each other. It's as bright as the light of a sword. It roars to break everything!

Qin Huan was in the light of the knife. His eyebrows could not help beating. He felt stabbing.

What a powerful knife!

He suddenly understood why the woodcutter would be the strongest millstone in the lonely city of Ximen. As he himself said, this life to this day, only by the hands of wood knife.

Breaking through the years with a knife, born against the time limit It's not hard to understand why he can cut such a terrible knife.

But no matter what, he will die today.

Qin Huan took out the ring jade pendant and threw it forward. As for the solemn reminder of foxeared flower, he didn't pay attention to it at the beginning.

Pa -

the jade pendant was eroded by the sabre light, and it was directly broken from it. A towering ancient wooden shadow appeared, and the thick and thick branches spread out like the tide, engulfing the sabre light.

The woodcutter's face was cold, his eyes didn't fluctuate a little because of the scene in front of him. He strode forward and raised the woodcutter in his hand, without any fancy to cut off the second one.

Compared with the first Dao, this Dao is much more simple. The light of the white Dao does not appear lofty, and even the breath is weakened a lot. But where the light passes, the space of the sealed stone world is constantly crumbling, producing one after another, thick and huge cracks.

You need to know that there is a strong prison in the stone world. Unless you become a sequencer, you will never leave here. To be able to break the space here is enough to show that it looks like an ordinary knife!

Like cutting into a thick rubber layer, the shadow of ancient wood vibrates violently, and countless branches and leaves break into nothingness directly, which tightly wraps the light of the knife. Ancient wood's shadow is distorted, but there is no sign of the breaking. Woodcutter cuts out third blade.

The momentum of a knife is weaker than that of a knife. After the third knife falls, there is not even any movement.

Just raise and fall like this, nothing changes.

But the shadow of the ancient wood vibrated, and the face of foxeared flower appeared in the tree trunk. His face was solemn and helpless. "My friend, I hope that after today, I can really get some trust from you."

The ancient wood's virtual shadow is broken and turns into numerous rolling green air streams. They quickly gather together to form a huge leaf with green color on its surface.

Qin Huan's eyes were just a leaf, but it seemed to him that it could cover the whole sky.

A leaf covers the sky That should be it!

All of a sudden, the veins in the middle of this green leaf seem to be cut by sharp tools, and there is an invisible scar on the leaf. But in Qin Huan's eyes, the scar had already torn the whole sky. He can clearly feel the edge of the wound and send out the destruction Qi.

Never, never, never!

Fox ear flower weak voice rings, "I can only help you here, my friend."

The green leaves crumbled and disappeared in the air.

Qin Huan stepped forward and said, "Chai Daoyou, can you continue to cut after three sabres?"

On the opposite side, the woodcutter shook his head. "Three swords have exhausted all my energy. I admire the magic emperor's good means!"The world of practice doesn't say whether it's mean or not, or whether it's fair. As long as we can laugh to the end, we can do everything. Qin Huan did not fight against his three strongest swords in his life. It's no wonder that the woodcutter can't complain, but can only accept the reality.

Fortunately, he had already regarded Qin Huan as the enemy of life and death. He did not dare to get away with it. He went to Xianzong in advance to prepare for today.

Although the two supreme people of Xianzong vowed that the division of divinity would not affect consciousness, he was still him in the end, but the woodcutter was still unwilling to use the power of the division of divinity.

Because he knew very well the dread of the gods, which was beyond the rules and was no longer a living thing.

But now he has no choice.

If you don't want to die, you can only live in pain!

Qin Huan frowned a little. Suddenly, he felt a threat from the woodcutter.

Majestic, majestic, look down on the world, suppress all living creatures.

The woodcutter sighed and closed his eyes slowly. "I struggle for life, but I dare not touch the power I can't control, because I'm not sure whether I will survive or not."

"But in the end, I still want to break my own bottom line Please feel the power of the gods

He had a straight back, wrinkled face, and quickly became young and shiny again. The bones in the body "crackled" and the body expanded for several inches. The crown of the hair on the head was shattered. The hair grew rapidly and fell to the waist all the time, becoming a striking silvery white.

Shua -

the woodcutter opened his eyes, like thunder across the sky and earth. Two spiraling runes appeared in the deep of his eyes. The breath of supremacy and dignity erupts from his body and fills every inch of the surrounding space.

Looking down at his palm, his five fingers together, feeling the great power contained in the contact between his fingers and his palm, the woodcutter muttered: "is this the power of the gods?"

Although he only made a small sound, when the sound spread in the air, it was like thunder. Because this sentence has touched the rules, so that they automatically submit to be controlled.

Qin Huan's face was dignified. He had guessed just now, but now it's only verified. He took a deep breath and tumbled under the pressure.

No matter where the woodcutter harvested this divinity, everything has become a reality, he can not change these, he can only accept.

Those friars who had been shaken to fly out had already been scared, and their eyes were filled with horror.

Full of joy, excitement and expectation to attend the birthday party, it's enough to scare people to meet the sequencer's challenge. Who would have thought that even today, God would come!

It's no wonder that for many years, the status of Yiyin series is as stable as Mount Tai. It turns out that he hides such a terrible card.

The power of the gods has all appeared. Do you need to say more about the result of today's challenge?

Everyone looked at Qin Huan and immediately showed sympathy. Although they didn't know who he was, he was definitely a strong man with great terror, but after today, he was afraid that he would disappear forever!

In the air engine collision, Dong Zuo, who was whisked away by Qin Huan, barely opened his eyes and saw this scene. "Bata" fainted again.

"His majesty, please die." The woodcutter raised his hand and fell down. It was black and dirty. The blade of the woodcutter was all over the gap, suddenly covered with a layer of dazzling silver white. When it cut down, the space separated outwards, forming a straight crack.

This attack, driven by the power of the gods, caused more terrible damage to the wood blade. It is in the hands of the woodcutter, after tens of millions of years of baptism, and in countless battles, it has reached the limit of utensils. Now it has been infused with the power of the gods, which immediately completes some transformation and becomes the existence almost comparable to the artifact!

Qin Huan let out a low roar. His heart beat wildly between his chest, which pushed the blood to flow rapidly in his body at an amazing speed. The temperature of the blood began to rise and became extremely hot, just like the bright red, flowing lava.

His exposed skin quickly turned red, and the white heat rose, gathering in a cloud over his head. Every beat of the heart is like beating a big drum, which diffuses a powerful and incomparable fluctuation of Qi and blood. This wave breaks the rules between heaven and earth, makes them free from the control of gods and breaks the invisible suppression force.

With a fist raised, countless rules move with it. The power of vigorous eruption is like a sea of rivers.

Rumbling -

it's like the end of the world. It's like a terrible collision and wave, sweeping all over the world.

"Run!"

"Escape!"

In the scream, the surrounding monks turned around and ran, one by one, trying their best to eat milk. If they are involved, even if they have ten lives, they will be crushed in the blink of an eye!

A piece of stone roared out and hit Dong Dong's soft abdomen. He opened his eyes abruptly, and then he spat. The whole man was sent away far away, clinging to the stone.

Qin Huan's feet retreated one after another, and a wave of destruction raged in his body, like an invisible blade, cutting flesh and bones. On the surface of the skin, countless tiny spots emerge, which is the accumulation of blood in the body.His face was expressionless, as if he could not feel the pain in his body. He turned his hand and slapped it heavily on his chest. In the low and dull sound, Qin Huan's flesh and blood suddenly vibrated violently, setting off numerous waves inside, forcing out the forces that had invaded his body.

Pa -

on Qin Huan's fist surface, the white slash suddenly burst open, and the silver light flew out of it. He wanted to fly away like a spirit.

Cold hum a, Qin Huan five fingers forward virtual grip, "out!"

The violent force erupted in a flash, causing the space to vibrate and break wildly. The silver light was repeatedly cut into pieces and finally disappeared.

The power of the gods is called immortality But Qin Huan's power now is enough to knock down the immortal dust. The magic body at the level of Saint level can directly activate the rules of heaven and earth. What's more, it's not a complete God.

Of course, though, in the battle with Qin Huan, the woodcutter still prevailed.

"Imprisonment!"

Low drinking spreads all over the world. Within the reach, the rules of heaven and earth suddenly tighten. They interweave into mires. Qin Huan was trapped in it. The pressure came from all directions. For example, under the pressure of invisible mountains, it was very difficult to breathe every time.

To a large extent, the reason why the gods are terrible is that they can control all the rules in the world, and all actions are heavenly powers.

The wood blade roars like cheering. Its surface is more silvery and white, and becomes more dazzling! When a knife falls, it seems that time and space have been cut. When the knife rises, it is far away. The knife has fallen in front of you.

Boom -

Qin Huan's place was directly broken, a piece of space debris in the dark rolled, and countless silver white colors broke out, turning into a silver sea, engulfing his figure.

But looking at the scene in front of him, the woodcutter's eyebrow and eyes were more solemn. He stepped forward with his silver hair surging. Every step made the heaven and earth roar and roar.

Raise the silver white wood blade and cut it down step by step. Then one after another, space cracks burst into the void where Qin Huan was, making the area of the silver sea rise again and again, releasing the atmosphere of destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

The friars who are crazy to escape are feeling the terror wave coming from behind. Their faces are green. They don't care about anything. They just hide their heads and try to escape!

The 19th knife.

The woodcutter suddenly sighed, looked at the silver sea in front of him and shook his head slowly, as if he realized something that made him feel helpless.

Roar -

the roar of anger is like a thousand thunders blowing at the same time, with endless boundless breath, like crossing the river of time, which has been handed down from ancient times to today.

The majestic black shadow emerged in the silver sea. His body was flush with the sky. He held out one hand, and then the other hand. He grabbed both sides and tore them hard.

The silver sea is split into two parts in an instant, showing the towering black shadow. It is a giant with a body of more than a thousand feet. Its eyes are like the breath of the sun and the moon!

Giant step out, raised his hand, clenched his fist and blew it down. The terrible power is like the eruption of volcano.

The power of chopping firewood by Weng ti's knife is directly divided into two parts and swept by from both sides of his body. But just after a knife fell, the giant had already made the second fist. The woodcutter's eyes were deep, showing a touch of bitterness.

As expected, the flaw could not be concealed from the eyes of the emperor. Qin Huan did not know how to incarnate himself as a giant, but could block his 119 swords. But he is not sure that he can block the giant's too many fists For the power he now uses is not his own.

The third punch.

The fourth punch.

The fifth punch.

Qin Huan incarnated himself as an ancient man. Every time he punched, his breath would be strong. The woodcutter took the knife to dissolve it. Although it seemed easy, his face gradually turned pale.

The divinity division is exactly to inject part of the divinity power in the way of projection. It can absorb the spirit power of heaven and earth to recover automatically, but it will take time.

If the gods break out in a short period of time and the power is consumed too much, the power of the host will be plundered instinctively to maintain its own existence.

The woodcutter is now suffering from this kind of plunder. Only through his own experience can he know that the plunder is terrible. It is not a simple power to seize, but a control over the body and soul. He has no doubt that if he does not resist, soon his whole person will be controlled and enslaved by the God from the inside out.

The thirteenth punch.

The fourteenth punch.

……

The twenty sixth.

The 27th punch.

……

The thirtieth punch!

The woodcutter suddenly threw away his hand, throwing the wood knife far away, leaving it to stab heavily into the seal stone.

There is no absolute immortality for everything in the world. Even if the stone is indestructible, it can also be cut.

White light broke out in his body, overflowing along every pore of his body. These lights outlined a virtual shadow, and he roared angrily.

The woodcutter's body trembled slightly, and blood was seeping from his mouth, nose and seven orifices. It was obvious that he was suffering from terrible pain.

But his face did not change. His eyes were unshakable, and he suppressed the outbreak of divinity, leaving the fist to fall on his chest.The sound of breaking muscles and bones suddenly sounded, like a wave of ups and downs, which began to spread from the chest, and collapsed everywhere. The body floats back like rags, and the mouth spits out, mixing the dark red blood of the viscera fragments.

The giant closed his hand and locked his figure in his eyes. "Why?"

The sound is rolling!

When the woodcutter stopped, there was a smile on his face. "My name is Chai. I am a woodcutter. This will not change or change. Otherwise, even if I finally survive, it will not be me anymore. I can live like this if I want, but I don't want to live like this. "

The giant's body shrank rapidly, showing Qin Huan's pale face, and he hit 30 punches in succession, which was also a great loss for him. He easily understood the meaning of the words of the woodcutter. He thought of the old ghost who had died in his hand. Although both of them were afraid of death and struggled for life by all means, the woodcutter obviously still kept the bottom line.

If you are no longer yourself, even if you live, you are just a walking corpse in a leather bag. What's the point?

It's easier said than done. It's the same in the world. We can still stick to our bottom line in the face of death and give up tens of millions of years of suffering. This move of woodcutter is admirable.

Aware of Qin Huan's mood between the eyes and eyebrows, he laughed weakly, and his voice was full of joy.

"I have no regrets in my life for being admired by the emperor! I thought about what happens when I die? I thought I would be scared, but now I am very calm. "

"But I'm sorry for my age if I die so quietly after all these years."

The woodcutter suddenly raised his hand and clapped his eyebrows and heart. There was no blood in the terrible wound, but the light was bright and white.

These seemingly soft lights, in fact, are as sharp as blades, cutting firewood Weng's hands crazily, showing white bones in the blood and flesh, but it can not escape the end of being caught.

The body shakes violently. The woodcutter breaks his eyebrow and grabs out a silver white crystal. There is a figure inside. He is imprisoned by the blood chain and cannot break away for a while.

"Xianzong took advantage of the fire to rob me and forced me to bow down in my desperate situation. Since I am still dying today, of course, I can't make them feel better. Haha, many years ago, I knew that Xianzong was the most fucking unreliable. He had left it for a long time, but I didn't expect to use it. "

He looked at Qin Huan and said, "Your Majesty, if you promise to do me a little favor, I will leave this divinity division to you. Don't underestimate it. Maybe soon you will find that it is very useful to you."

Qin Huan said lightly, "if you don't give it, I can take it myself."

The woodcutter laughed, "don't try, your majesty. If I don't want to, you will never get it." He gasped a few times and continued: "I know that your majesty has made friends with the leader of the Taoism hall. All you need to do is to bring me a message to him."

Qin Huan frowned. "What's the news?"

The woodcutter's face is strange. "In those days, it was done by Xianzong."

Qin Huan said quietly, "why do you believe that you didn't mean to blame me?"

The woodcutter smiled, "because in those days, I was one of the participants Under the Eastern Emperor's stone, blood stained at dusk The head of Tao hall will know that what I said is true. "

Qin Huan suddenly thought of his wife and children. When he saw them, he nodded, "OK, I agree!"

The woodcutter grinned and let go of his hand. Qin Huan said in a deep voice, "Purple moon."

She seems to be extraordinarily experienced in dealing with divinity.

The cool voice said, "yes."

A purple moonlight appears, including the silver and white divinity. Its internal figure seems to feel the threat, and the struggle is more intense, but in the end, it is only in vain. The moonlight is slightly twisted, and the divinity disappears wrapped in it.

The woodcutter fulfilled his last wish, and thought that even if he died, he would set off a torrent in the world. He looked very happy. He fell to the ground on his back and looked at the endless nothingness above his head. His eyes were gradually scattered, showing a trace of confusion.

"It's better to say when people are going to die." obviously, it's not suitable for woodcutter. But watching him die, Qin yulue said quietly, "what's your wish at the end of life?"

The woodcutter's lips moved. "I've killed many people in my life, and I'm willing to do anything to survive. If hell really exists, I'm destined to be driven into the 18th floor, and daoshan oil pot will never surpass life. But I don't regret it. I will do it again. "

The tone is very calm, there is no meaning left unfinished. After finishing this sentence completely, he died cleanly, and all the breath dissipated. In the wind, the body of the woodcutter is reduced to ashes. In a flash, it disappears without leaving any trace.

Hum -

the wood knife inserted in the seal stone suddenly vibrates, from which one is broken into two.

Half of the hilt rots quickly and half of the blade is rusty.

The master's death knife does not exist. They are one and cannot be divided any more.