Chapter 288 The Clash of Knives and Swords

Heavy rain, yellow sand, dark clouds, lightning, thunder...

Mixed together, it seemed as if the world was about to collapse, a doomsday scene.

In the horrible weather, the strangeness of the arms shook its horrible arms in the heavy rain, and from time to time, accompanied by a thunder and a lightning, the strange cold and horrible appearance was illuminated with a burst of white light.

Zheng Quan and others were in the storm, looking at the dense rain in the sky and the figure flying in the rain, and they felt numb all over.

The 20-meter-high Holy Spirit Demon Body was holding a knife, and below the Holy Spirit Demon Body, Zhou An, who was dressed in black, was also holding a knife.

In the rainy night, this figure was like the only meteor. Even if they only saw the back, Zheng Quan and others felt a sense of peace of mind inexplicably.

"We can't match this kind of grace."

A thought flashed through everyone's mind, and a bitterness surged out.

The so-called comparison is irritating, that's it.

Fortunately, Zheng Quan reacted quickly and turned his head quickly.

"Everyone, go back to the county and evacuate the people."

No matter what, evacuating the people must be the first priority.

Here, they are at most spectators and can't help at all.

This battle is no longer something they can solve at this level.

Everyone looked at each other, nodded in unison, and quickly retreated, flying towards the county.

...

At this time, Zhou An didn't know how Zheng Quan and others did it.

All his thoughts were now on the giant weird in front of him, with extreme concentration.

Since he was able to kill the absolute enlightenment realm, this was the most terrifying absolute enlightenment realm he had ever encountered.

Compared with this weird, Princess Fuling and Taoist Hanyuan were far inferior.

But Zhou An was still confident, because from then to now, many of his skills have undergone qualitative changes.

Especially the recent Pao Ding Jie Ren Dao, which has been qualitatively transformed into a Po Jia Zhen Xie Dao.

This qualitative change has doubled the attack attribute, which is why Zhou An dared to come.

At this moment, Zhou An has not arrived yet, but the knife light has arrived first, with a terrifying and incomparable power, suffocating.

Dense sword lights formed a terrifying sky curtain, falling from the sky.

Dark blue became the only color in the darkness, illuminating half of the sky.

The sword light fell, like a world-destroying blade, capable of destroying the world.

The giant weirdness felt the danger instinctively in an instant.

Countless arms swayed in the rainstorm.

All the rain stopped in an instant.

Gray auras emerged from the arms, isolating everything around.

"Boom!"

The dark blue sword light fell, like a boulder falling into the sea, stirring up thousands of waves.

The gray barrier above the arm began to shake violently.

If it was an eighth-level skill, it must have completely dissipated, but this armor-breaking evil sword is a ninth-level skill.

Not only that, it is a ninth-level skill specifically for attacking.

The dark blue sword light, like water, actually penetrated the gray barrier and slowly merged into it.

The gray barrier seemed to be unable to block it at all.

——Break the defense!

This new attribute unique to the armor-breaking evil-suppressing knife played a huge role at this moment.

"Your defense is like a blank sheet of paper."

Zhou An's eyes were indifferent, and he swung the knife continuously.

From the surface, he seemed to be motionless, but in fact he had swung countless knife lights.

One after another, it made people's scalps numb.

These dark blue knife lights, with the power of breaking armor, fiercely penetrated the gray barrier and hit the giant weird.

"Boom!"

The roar sounded, shaking up a piece of dust.

The giant weird body, bursts of green smoke rose, huge cracks covered the whole body of the giant weird.

The next moment, the cracks gradually increased, and the giant weird began to gradually shatter in the dark blue knife light.

In just a blink of an eye, it had turned into countless fragments.

But Zhou An saw this scene, but he did not slack off at all. On the contrary, his eyes became more solemn.

Because, when the giant weird turned into fragments, a more terrifying thing appeared inside the giant weird.

A figure appeared in the pouring rain, revealing a desperate breath.

Lightning flashed by, and the figure was looming in the lightning.

This is a young man, dressed in white, handsome.

If you ignore the pale and iron-blue face, I'm afraid you will treat him as a living person.

There are waves of strong and terrifying strange breaths on the young man's body, which are constantly flowing.

This breath isolates the rainstorm in the sky, forming an invisible barrier.

The white-clothed man closed his eyes strangely, his eyelids trembled slightly, and with the trembling, the strange breath became stronger.

At this moment, Zhou An heard a voice coming from a distance.

"Sir Zhou, it's the White Sword Saint, the peerless genius of the Hundred Kingdoms era. Sir Zhou, be careful, this place must be an ancient battlefield left behind during the Hundred Kingdoms War!"

Zheng Quan has cooperated with the county's Zhuxie Division to appease all the people. The moment he brought people here, he saw a scene in the sky.

He knew the strange identity of the man in white, and was worried that Zhou An didn't know, so he shouted.

"The War of Hundred Nations?"

Zhou An touched his chin and knew what was going on.

After the Great Domain Dynasty in the early years, the Great Domain Dynasty fell apart and evolved into hundreds of countries.

These countries fought each other and seized their own resources, which was extremely chaotic.

That period of time was also called the War of Hundred Nations, and it was also the most tragic period of time.

And in that era, talents emerged in large numbers, and all kinds of amazing geniuses were even more numerous.

The White-clothed Sword God was one of them.

According to legend, the White-clothed Sword God defended a city at the most dangerous checkpoint for half a year with only a wooden sword.

When the wooden sword he left was inserted into the wall, no one dared to cross the city.

However, no matter how talented a person was, he could not escape the danger of falling in that era.

I don’t know where the White-clothed Sword God fell, but that leading man is really dead.

At this time, the white-clothed weird in front of him is the original White-clothed Sword God.

"No wonder, the strength is so compelling!"

In the rain, Zhou An wiped the long knife on the clothes on his arm, licked his lips, and the excitement in his eyes became more.

He turned his head, looked at Hei Yu, and gave him a look.

Hei Yu was very sensible and got into Zhou An's shadow.

Zhou An's excitement has reached the extreme.

The loneliness of masters is real. When one stands at the top, looking back, he will feel a sense of emptiness in his heart.

And now, Zhou An's heart is hot.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a thunder, the white-clothed weird opened his eyes.

There was no emotion in those eyes that a human should have, only a dead silence and coldness.

Countless breaths of death flowed through the white-clothed weird. His eyes stared at Zhou An, as if he wanted to tear Zhou An apart completely.

Zhou An also confronted the white-clothed weird, and the momentum of both sides continued to rise at the same time.

At this moment, the white-clothed weird raised his right hand.

The fragments of the giant weird were reorganized and compressed one by one, and finally gathered into a long sword as black as ink on the right hand of the white-clothed weird.

There was also a weird breath on the long sword, which was constantly flowing.

"Two!"

Zhou An understood.

The sword is weird, and this weird instinct is to kill all living people as a sword.

The former white-clothed sword god is also weird now.

He uses a sword, and he is even the best at using a sword.

The two of them have merged into one, and the momentum of the white-clothed weird has become stronger as they blend with each other.

"You are no longer a living person. No matter how amazing you were when you were alive, you are just a weird to me."

Zhou An raised the long sword and pointed it directly at the white-clothed weird: "What if there are two? Come, fight!"

The rain condensed and turned into a giant sky curtain. In the sky curtain, the dark blue knife light was like an axe that broke the sky, and it attacked the white-clothed weird with the momentum of destroying the world.

"The only thing that can bring me excitement is Weird." Zhou An thought to himself.

Unconsciously, he thought of that night and the comedian aunt in the night.

The white-clothed Weird looked at the knife light rushing towards him and raised the black long sword.

Instinctively, the moment he raised the sword, everything about the sword was completely stimulated.

A sword stabbed out from the hand of the white-clothed Weird!

There were no gorgeous special effects, no deafening sounds, only an ordinary sword.

But this sword brought countless evil spirits.

The long sword collided with the knife light, and the white-clothed Weird remained motionless.

The dark blue knife light was constantly dissipating and turning into nothingness.

A terrifying wound appeared out of thin air on the chest of the white-clothed Weird.

This is the attribute of breaking defense, which played a crucial role.

"Can kill!"

Zhou An licked his lips.

Just like playing a game, if you can lose blood, you can kill.

Since you have shown the blood bar, there is only death.

The man in white looked down at the wound on his chest strangely, his eyes were even more violent.

He stabbed out his long sword continuously, which was in line with some extremely brilliant sword moves.

Zhou An suddenly heard a rush of wind, and when he looked over, he saw countless sword qi, like hair, wrapping his whole body.

Fast, too fast!

This sword qi seemed to appear out of thin air, even Zhou An did not react.

Fortunately, he used the self-casting at the most dangerous moment.

The golden light wrapped Zhou An's whole body.

In the golden light, Zhou An heard the sound of eggshells breaking, and his golden light disappeared completely in an instant.

This was the first time that the self-casting was broken in a single battle.

After the sword qi broke the self-casting, it continued to attack Zhou An.

Zhou An felt a sharp pain, and then half of his body was broken.

Below, Zheng Quan and others saw this scene and exclaimed loudly: "Master Zhou!"

They did not expect that the invincible Master Zhou was actually weak.

Along the way, Zhou An brought them two words - invincible.

But now this scene, let them be shocked.

Zheng Quan and others silently drew their weapons, with a resolute look on their faces.

Since Lord Zhou was defeated, it was their turn to fight.

It doesn't matter if they can't win.

At least, they can't watch the strange white clothes go by, otherwise, what is the meaning of their existence.

Behind them, are the people who are leaving, they need to buy time.

"I entrust my life to you, gentlemen, follow me!"

Zheng Quan raised his weapon and shouted.

"Go!"

Everyone raised their weapons and shouted in unison.

The atmosphere was set, and it was in place.

But at this moment, an inappropriate voice sounded.

"I'm not dead yet, why are you so serious?"

After the voice fell, Zheng Quan and others were slightly stunned, and subconsciously looked up at the sky.

Then, they saw a horrifying scene.

Originally, half of Zhou An's body was broken, but the next moment, the Holy Spirit Demon Body behind Zhou An was also broken in half.

Then, Zhou An's body was restored in an instant.

Not only that, the Holy Spirit Demon Body shook and returned to normal again.

Holy Spirit Demon Body - Substitute Death!

This attribute finally came into play, and finally someone had the qualification to make the substitute death attribute appear.

"Mr. Zhou...Mr. Zhou!"

Zheng Quan couldn't help shouting.

"Don't shout."

Zhou An smiled and said, "Just look."

After that, Zhou An raised his long knife and attacked the strange man in white.

"Dead things are dead."

"No matter how brilliant you were when you were alive, you are dead now."

"People like you probably don't want to become a weird thing that scares everyone after death."

"In that case, I'll send you off."

"White-robed Sword God, take my sword."

Swordsmanship, swordsmanship, in the rainstorm.

Zhou An and White-robed Weird no longer use gorgeous swords and swords, and every move is extremely simple.

Their casual moves can make countless people in the industry pale in comparison.

The simplest is precisely the most extreme.

Zhou An and White-robed Weird both have dense scars on their bodies.

The difference between the two is that the scars on Zhou An's body will be blocked by the Holy Spirit Demon Body's substitutionary death.

The scars on White-robed Weird are real scars.

In the rainstorm, the simpler the attack, the more shocking it is.

Zheng Quan and others saw this, and some masters who used knives and swords suddenly had a kind of enlightenment in their hearts.

For many years, the things that had been shackled were completely untied at this moment, and the strength was quickly raised.

Time was constantly slipping away.

The two people's fighting was not even stopped by the heavy rain.

Zheng Quan and others could not even feel the time, and their eyes were full of this amazing battle.

At this moment, a flash of lightning, like a white light that split the sky in two, flashed in the sky.

In the white light, Zhou An's long sword was inserted into the chest of the strange man in white.

In the rain, Zhou An's voice came slowly, as if announcing the end of everything.

"It's over."

Zhou An said in the rain: "White Sword God, go well."

Qi began to erupt.

The strange man in white and the long sword, which was also strange, turned into ashes all over the sky in the rain.

Zhou An slashed the long sword through the rain, bringing up a layer of rain and mist.

The wind began to weaken, the rain began to converge, the thunder disappeared, the dark clouds dissipated...

Only Zhou An stood in the sky with a knife.

"Victory!"

Someone cheered, and it was like a chain reaction, spreading continuously.

Everyone clapped their hands in celebration, with a long-lost happiness on their faces.

The powerful white-robed sword god was dead.

The danger was lifted.

And the knife figure in the sky, including the battle at this time, will be remembered in everyone's mind.

They found that they had no regrets in their lives to watch this battle.

Zheng Quan could hardly hide his excitement, and walked forward, wanting to speak.

But before he could speak, he suddenly felt that Zhou An's momentum was still rising.

"Why?"

A doubt appeared in Zheng Quan's mind.

But this doubt soon disappeared.

"The strange appearance of the ancient battlefield is not a coincidence." Zhou An wiped the remaining rain on the long sword with his fingers and said lightly: "I said, don't mess with me, but they always do this." "Maybe, I didn't kill enough." "In that case, just kill a little more, kill until you are afraid, that's enough." The golden gossip was suspended in the sky, and countless silk threads connected to the distance. Zhou An flew in the direction of the silk thread, leaving only one sentence. "You wait here, I'll go kill some people and come back soon." ... In a deep mountain on the border. "Leader, it's not good, the white-clothed sword god is dead!" A man from the miscellaneous sect was rushing over quickly. After seeing the eyes of everyone looking at him, he immediately shrank his neck. At this time, in this open space, Alliance Leader Ran was sitting on the huge mechanical throne, and was still discussing the follow-up with everyone. When this person came in, Alliance Leader Ran's expression immediately became extremely stiff. "What did you say!"

Alliance Master Ran stood up suddenly, with a surprised tone: "That's the White Sword God! How could he not kill Zhou An!"

The people from the Miscellaneous Sect gestured and explained: "Behind Zhou An, there is a 20-meter-tall giant who can replace damage. Zhou An and the White Sword God exchanged injuries. In the end, the White Sword God was pierced through the chest and turned into ashes."

As this person explained, many people from the Miscellaneous Sect seemed to completely replace the scene at that time in their minds.

Some people couldn't help but shiver.

Alliance Master Ran's face was uncertain, and then he seemed to think of something, with a hint of panic: "Go, go!"

"I heard that Zhou An has some kind of calculation method. It is very likely that he will follow the clues and find out where we live."

When these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Many smart people from the various sects have stood up.

They are ready to escape.

If this is true, with Zhou An's killing temper, no one present can survive.

But just as everyone stood up and was about to leave, a knife light appeared in this open space.

The dark blue knife light, no one could stop it, was extremely accurate and hung on everyone's neck, including the leader Ran.

Everyone present was frozen in place.

They saw a man in black walking slowly at the end of the open space.

The black long knife dragged on the ground, leaving deep cracks.

"Master Zhou, I don't know the real man, please spare my life."

The leader Ran was very tough before, and now he is the one who kneels the fastest.

Zhou An glanced at them and said, "Are they all here?"

Alliance Leader Ran subconsciously said, "It should be..."

"That's good."

Zhou An nodded, "Tell my aunt a message, tell her that I'm fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark blue knife light spun on the necks of the people from Zamen.

The next moment, the heads fell to the ground like raindrops from the sky.

Zhou An looked at the corpses on the ground and the only ten or so inner pills, and waved his knife in boredom.

"Zamen is really desolate, with only these few inner pills."

He put the inner pills into his purse.

All these corpses turned into ashes on the ground.

The open space was clean.

Zhou An turned around and left as if he didn't see it.

...

It didn't take much time to get back to the small county town on the border from here.

The current location is the border between Da Yue and Da Qi.

If it weren't for this incident, Zhou An would have probably reached Da Qi.

But fortunately, everything went well.

Zhou An looked at the border county getting closer and closer, and planned to take people to the Great Qi Kingdom immediately after returning.

But what he didn't expect was that Zhou An felt something was wrong just after he came back.

Zheng Quan and others were surrounding the place where they had just fought.

Everyone had a solemn look on their faces.

With the arrival of Zhou An, everyone turned their eyes to him, and their faces showed a relieved expression.

"What's the situation?" Zhou An frowned and asked.

Zheng Quan hurried forward and explained: "Sir Zhou, you fought with the White Sword God, and the rain washed away this ancient battlefield from the Hundred Kingdoms period. It was opened."

Zhou An was slightly stunned, and then he could see everything around him under the sweep of the Eye of Chaos.

At this time, a large open space had been exposed in the place where everyone was surrounded.

It was very deep inside, and you couldn't see the bottom at a glance.

Rain alone, no matter how heavy the rain was, might not be able to expose the location of the ancient battlefield.

But the battle between Zhou An and the White Sword God, the kind of devastating power, completely opened up this place.

Zhou An knew what the ancient battlefield was, and he knew more that there were benefits that people could not imagine in the ancient battlefield.

In that era, countless brilliant people were buried, and even if they found a little bit of things, there would be enough benefits.

"Do you want to explore?" Zhou An frowned.

Zheng Quan shook his head: "Not so. The battle between Lord Zhou and the White Sword God was actually a fusion of all the weirdness. This place has long been lost with the death of the White Sword God."

"Then why stay here?" Zhou An pondered.

Since there is no benefit, this place is just a deep pit.

There is a deep pit, and naturally there are people to fill it. The Great Yue Kingdom has the Evil Punishment Department to deal with the aftermath here, which has nothing to do with them.

There is no point in staying here.

It is better to set off early and go to the Great Qi Kingdom to solve the matter of hunting weirdness, so that everyone will have free time.

Zheng Quan smiled bitterly and said, "Master Zhou, you will know if you go to the edge and feel it."

Zhou An nodded, and without further ado, he came to the edge of the deep pit.

Through the Eye of Chaos, Zhou An quickly felt the difference.

In the deep pit, there was a whistling sound of wind, which gradually amplified through the deep pit and sounded like a shrill howl when it reached the outside.

In addition, under the perception of the Eye of Chaos, Zhou An clearly sensed that there was a strange thing approaching.

When Zhou An saw the approaching thing clearly, he was completely stunned.

Even he almost didn't react. (End of this chapter)