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Episode 1: First Trial of Dual Cultivation Chapter 141: Victory of the Loser

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    The arrow with thick flames, the arrow accumulated from fire, anger and resentment, turned into black flames in the air, and once again shot towards Wuyi with unstoppable momentum.  The four elder deacons took a step forward and took over the task again.  But the boundless heat wave had already enveloped them like a fierce ghost, and the black flames were even more powerful than before. As soon as they touched them, they began to bite back.  What makes people even more desperate is that Yang Hao¡¯s shadow moon has already transformed into a thousand-mile stream, rushing towards here.  The most powerful open-kill move in history, driven by the pinnacle masters of the Holy Domain and driven by the Thousand-Year Sword Pill of the Danding Sect, will tear the deacon elders who are blocking him into pieces.  This time, the deacons no longer dared to look down upon it. At least three deacon elders who were completely uninjured offered their magic weapons, and there was even a divine weapon among them, blocking Shadow Moon.  The explosive fireball fell on the head of the deacon elder ten times in a row.  Even if the elder Tiance had never missed any calculations, he did not expect this time that Yang Hao would have so many killing moves appear at the same time.  He risked his life and used all his skills to control the power of the flame explosion only around himself.  But half of the deacon¡¯s body had been blown to pieces, and most of his life had been lost.  For the first time, a deacon senator was severely injured in front of his eyes, and the entire Senate let out a violent scream.  Yang Hao really flew into the group of deacons and elders like a moth to the fire.  "I'll kill you!!!" Heifeng and Rongli were furious and immediately surrounded and killed him.  But wait for them.  It is an endless secret of fire.  The most powerful black flames in the known world poured out from Yang Hao's body. Yang Hao had become the God of Fire, singing that extremely desolate ancient song.  Every step he takes can make the fierce flames rise higher and stronger.  The eight deacons and elders were all surrounded by the fierce flames and fell into a desperate situation.  The three hundred elders wanted to turn around for rescue, but were held back by Hurd and his party and the Long You Legion.  Only eight figures could be seen, shaking in the fierce flames. Confucius Literature Network could not hear any sounds, and could not even feel any fluctuations in power.  Yang Hao's flames.  It has formed a field that belongs to him, which is difficult for others to interfere with.  ¡°Could it be that the Senate, which has lasted for hundreds of years, is really going to fail?  Could it be that the deacons and elders who are known as the pinnacle of the universe are really going to be wiped out in this thick flame and in the hands of Yang Hao?  They are the supreme disciples and the strongest among the elders.  If you want to kill them, you must first ask them why they became the strongest.  These eight people suddenly burst out with light in the fierce flames.  It is the power imprinted on their souls. This power merges together, just like the light at the beginning of heaven and earth.  But with incredible light.  These lights are short and powerful. When they are emitted, they clean the whole body of the eight people and extinguish the fierce flames.  Yang Haoxiang is a disarmed soldier.  Frankly speaking, in front of eight people, at least five deacons joined forces to attack, and Yang Haochang, who had already used all his tricks, spurted red blood and flew across the air.  But even so, Yang Hao still laughed wildly: "Situ Jie, I am better than you. Only eight people can defeat me!!" There was only Situ Hai who was out of breath but not in, looking at the naughty but heroic Yang Hao.  , a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.  In this way, the all-out battle between the Eight Deacons and Yang Hao came to an end with a loss for both sides.  The result of the battle between the two sides was that Yang Hao was seriously injured and three deacons were seriously injured. In comparison, the Senate suffered a huge loss. It seems that Wu Yi is the only one who is not injured now.  But don¡¯t forget that the Senate has always had the upper hand from the beginning until now.  The three hundred elders and eight deacons have an overwhelming advantage in terms of quantity and strength.  Qianlong Pavilion only relies on the personal abilities of Situ Hai and Yang Hao.  But this ability has been used to the end, and the remaining results still seem to be unchanged.  Wuyi¡¯s whole body was burnt to black, but fortunately his body was not seriously injured. He looked back and saw that the people on his side were in miserable condition, and they didn¡¯t have the ecstatic demeanor they had when killing people in the past.  Wu Yi gritted his teeth angrily and pointed at Yang Hao, who was slowly getting up: "I'm going to kill you, kill everyone here, none of you can escape, and no one can escape the anger of the elders.  "Then who can escape Yang Hao's anger?" Yang Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a smile appeared in his eyes.  It was indeed a smile. It was not a bitter smile when one was in despair, but one that came from the heart, like a self-confidence overlooking all sentient beings from the clouds.  Hart and his entourage were already like light, standing beside Yang Hao.  The masters of the Danding Sect are destined to remain in history forever.  "Kill!"Kill!  !  !  "Wuyi's hair was disheveled and he shouted loudly. Three hundred elders took action one after another, and the Longyou Army fell like wheat. "Hurd!  "Yang Hao shouted. Hurd waved his long ax and slashed at the void in front of him with all his strength. The crack of gold was like the most ruthless decision between lovers, slashing towards the space. Hurd's whole person, all his strength  They were all drained away by this axe. A huge wormhole appeared with violent fluctuations. Looking through the transparent and distorted scene of the wormhole, the other side of the space turned out to be the Danding Sect cave, which was facing Yang Hao.  The body of the Supreme Being. Yang Hao opened his bow, and the flaming arrow of the Yanrong Bow was ready to be fired. The wind stopped, and everything stopped.  No matter who gives the order, the swords of the senators can no longer be wielded. There are gods in this world, but the gods are imprisoned, and the people who imprison the gods become the only gods. The gods they worship with all their hearts.  , on the opposite side of the wormhole, the person whom Yang Hao's angry arrow was aimed at. The supreme master of this universe, no one can shake him, even the nine deacons and elders can only kneel at his feet.  Being pointed at by Yang Hao with the most powerful artifact in the universe, who dares to move? Who is not afraid? Yang Hao said something that made people even more frightened: "I'm injured, it won't be long."  "Yes, Yang Hao's hands were trembling. He looked weak and seemed to be crumbling due to blood loss. Wu Yi's lips were chapped and his teeth were biting his lips tightly. He wanted to say: "If you can't help it, put down the bow.  " But this is obviously impossible. Once Yang Hao fails, the only thing he can do is to let go, which is to shoot an arrow. It is to shoot this fierce flame arrow, which is full of power and requires four deacons to catch it, towards the body of the Supreme Being. There is almost no impact.  Defense, a physical body without spiritual thoughts. Wuyi even had the urge to kneel down and beg him. But Yang Hao looked indifferent. Today's situation is a dead end, and the only way is to survive.  With his fingers, he firmly controlled the bow string. Even though Hun Yuanzi asked him to let go countless times, and even used the master's power to force him, Yang Hao did not, and he rebelled against his master for the first time.  He has a responsibility. The ring that the old sword master put on him is a responsibility, a responsibility that has lasted for five thousand years. This kind of inheritance is not just an entrustment of power, but also requires him to take care of the hidden Qianlong Pavilion, those who  Hidden dragons who will never meet again. Yang Hao can shoot, but he can't. Now is not the time. He advised Wu Yi in the most tired and weak voice: "Master, everyone is tired from today's battle."  " "I am tired, the ground is full of wounded, even seven of the eight deacons were injured, including the dying veteran Tiance. Today's battle, the battle of Qianlong Pavilion, the Senate has fought to the end, they have paid the price, and  Qianlong Pavilion¡¯s last line of defense was almost defeated, but I¡¯m tired. ¡°Go back.  Yang Hao continued to advise, "The days ahead are long."  " "You know what you are doing?  "Wu Yi asked Yang Hao this question from time to time. "I know.  Yang Hao said, "I am the heir to the Danding Sect and the leader of Qianlong Pavilion. This is what I should do."  "Wu Yi's pupils shrank, and the sharp light in his eyes reached its peak. But Yang Hao was still so calm and stable, almost making people doubt that it was a sculpture that would not waver. "Finally, Wu Yi understood, today's situation  It has been completely reversed. Yang Hao has revealed his trump card. This trump card is a sure win. No matter what price the elders are willing to pay, the Supreme is the bottom line of the Senate. Even if all three hundred elders are wiped out and the nine deacons are killed, the Supreme will be defeated.  It can't fall. The destruction of the Supreme body is equivalent to the earth-shaking of the Senate and the complete subversion of the order of the universe. When Wu Yi turned around, the wind just passed through the forest and passed through the bare branches.  Chenghe, his body turned into a ball of minced meat. Wuyi saw the swordsmen of the Longyou Legion sitting on the ground, supporting each other, their blood fused together, making them look like one person. Wuyi also saw the elders sluggish.  With his eyes, he understood that this battle was lost. Although the opponent had a tragic victory, after all, the Senate had lost, so they had to admit it. Wuyi waved his hand tiredly. The senators were shocked, but they couldn't believe it.  I have to believe it. The few deacons who were still able to exert their strength sighed and came together to build a mobile barrier. When the brilliant light burst out from the barrier, the three hundred elders and eight deacons came together.? Disappearing from here, they left behind blood all over the ground and a whole broken galaxy, but they still returned in vain.  But before leaving, Elder Wuyi looked at Yang Hao and said: "Young man, don't forget, there is still tomorrow." "Tomorrow?" Yang Hao nodded, "Every tomorrow is the beginning of a bloody battle."  When Situ Jie slumped down and sat down, the cold wind passed through the blood hole in his chest and swirled through his body, but he could no longer feel the pain.  Everything in front of him allowed Situ Ji to relax and put down the burden on his shoulders. He lay comfortably on the grass and called Yang Hao and the others over with his eyes.  Everyone can see that this is Situ Jie's last moment.  This once young, frivolous and invincible genius swordsman is now a middle-aged man who is about to die. His sword is still there, and his sword spirit is still there. In his eyes, all the swordsmanship in the world is just that of a child.  toys.  Situ Jie has mastered the secret of swords. He is the god of swordsmanship. No one can surpass him. He is the pinnacle of swordsmanship.  But he was going to die.  His broken body could no longer support his weight.  Situ Hai asked Long Yun: "Who am I?" Long Yun stabbed the broad sword into the ground in front of him and shouted: "You are Situ Hai, the best knight-errant swordsman in the universe." "I am also your friend, yours  Brother." Situ Hai laughed, "I never seduced my brother's wife. Long Yun, your wife came to see me, but I didn't take her away. She may have been waiting for you to find her."  His expression changed drastically: "You didn't" "I didn't." Situ Jie nodded, "Except for Changrong, I have never had any other woman." Long Yun took a deep breath, and his eyes revealed  regret.  This is the most irreversible regret in the world. Long Yun could not lose this friend or his wife, but he would be angry because of jealousy.  Let him never have a chance to do it again.  Situ Hui's eyes wandered, and he happened to see Hurd. The old man Xiong was standing there, about the same height as the sitting Situ Hui.  Situ Jie smiled: "Old friend "Old friend.  "There were tears in Hurd's eyes. "I really miss that time. We were invincible together.  "Situ laughed and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood. "We are still invincible.  Hurd stretched out his hand, trying to catch Situ Jie's passing life, but in vain, "You are invincible."  " "The world is really unfair. We were injured together, but you returned to the peak of the sanctuary early.  I have been until now.  Situ Hai sighed. "It's too late, right? It's too late."  " "I have help.  Hurd said. "I always have no one to help me."  Situ Hai shook his head bitterly, "Old Bear, will you help me?"  " Hurd was shocked. He closed his eyes, but he couldn't stop the tears from pouring out. This old saint who had gone through many vicissitudes of life thought that his tears had dried up long ago. But the last drop was reserved for today. " He  Holding on to the long ax, he stamped on the ground again and again, and finally nodded: "Yes, I will help you.  " Situ Jie was very satisfied, and then turned to Yang Hao. He raised his hand with difficulty. He took Yang Hao's hand with the black ring. To Yang Hao's surprise, Situ Jie did not say anything to him, but felt a force  , surged from Situ Ji's fingertips into Yang Hao's body, which caught Yang Haocui off guard, but soon, the power and thoughts seemed to have found a new home in Yang Hao's brain and body.  Jie Rong opened. Yang Hao had to grit his teeth to prevent himself from bursting out in grief. He had sensed that this power, this spiritual thought, was the secret of swordsmanship that Situ Ji realized at the last moment of his life. It was all of Situ Hai.  Da Neng, this is the inheritance of the genius swordsman from the previous generation to the next generation. There are also the secrets of Qianlong Pavilion and the opening of the secret enchantment. Situ Hai has completely passed on these many secrets to Yang Hao. There is no need for words.  When all the inheritance was over, Yang Hao could hardly hold back his sadness: "Why?  Situ Jie?  Why?  "Why should you give these to Yang Hao, the understanding that life has brought back, and everything in this life, why should you give it to a young man without reservation." Situ Jie did not answer, he just put down his hand slumped, turned his palm over, and drew out  A gorgeous lone line: "The long sword is still in my hand!  " "Drink!  "Elder Hurd responded like a thunderbolt, and chopped off Situ Hai's head with one axe. The strongest swordsman in the world died like this. The cold wind whimpered twice and disappeared into the corner of the woods. The sun had already set in the west.  Shen. Yang Hao calmed down his sadness and said to Hurd: "Take your people, take the people from the Longyou Legion, and go back to the spacecraft first. I have some things to do.  "  Hurd nodded and went to help Qing Li and others. Although these swordsmen were still alive, they were seriously injured and needed a period of rest to recover.  Kan Ling was afraid that Yang Hao would be too sad, so she took Yang Hao's hand.  "It's okay." Yang Hao patted her face, "I'll be back soon." The group of people quickly disappeared outside the atmosphere under the influence of the Doomsday's gravity cabin.  Yang Hao covered the entire planet with his spiritual thoughts, making sure that no one was still alive here.  A ball of fire burst out from his fingertips and surrounded Situ Jie's body.  Flames wrapped around the bloody body, devouring every inch of Situ Jie.  "What a pity." Hun Yuanzi also sighed.  Yang Hao¡¯s eyes were very sad. He looked at the pile of flames. This was the fire Yang Hao didn¡¯t want to see the most so far.  Possessing the secrets of fire and sword, Yang Hao did not feel happy.  When Situ Hai¡¯s body was burned to the last ashes, a trace of life suddenly appeared from behind him.  This is the key to the secret enchantment of the core group of Qianlong Pavilion.  There are almost no gaps in that secret barrier, only this one is the key to open the barrier.  In order to cover up all this, Situ Hai shielded his body. Unless the body was burned to ashes, no one could detect it. It turned out that there was a secret barrier on this planet.  Naturally, no one knows what is in this barrier.  Using the last method sent by Situ Hai, Yang Hao opened this barrier woven with more than a dozen secret methods.  A true secret of Qianlong Pavilion that spanned countless centuries was finally revealed before his eyes.  When Yang Hao stepped into the colorful door, he could hardly believe his eyes.  Just in this barrier, two hundred people were sitting silently, two hundred people of different ages, races and skin colors.  The only thing that is the same.  All of these two hundred have reached the holy realm.  Two hundred sword masters and two hundred masters of the holy domain, this is the real strength of Qianlong Pavilion, and it is also the real power passed down to Yang Hao by the old sword master and Situ Hai.  When the Qianlong Pavilion Galaxy was attacked, these people did not show up.  When the Longyou Legion was almost wiped out, these people did not appear.  Even when Situ Jie was killed, they did not show up.  Because these people are Qianlong, the real Qianlong.  The hidden dragon who "will never be seen unless summoned".  Yang Hao was surprised, he didn't expect it in this world.  There is actually someone who can watch his brother die without taking action.  They are still sitting here without even the slightest mental fluctuation.  "Situ Jie is dead." Yang Hao was a little angry after being surprised. If these people had taken action just now, even if they couldn't turn defeat into victory, they would at least cause the Senate to suffer heavy losses.  Yang Hao's voice just made everyone look at him, but these people were as cold as iron. No matter they were old or young, they just looked at Yang Hao.  And the black ring on Yang Hao's finger.  "Why didn't you take action just now?" Yang Hao raised his voice, even more displeased, "Situ Hai is dead. He died to protect you. Why don't you rush out and fight to the death with the elders? Don't the Qianlongs have any blood?  "Who are you?" an old man asked.  "My name is Yang Hao, and I am the new inheritance of Qianlong Pavilion." "So you are Yang Hao!" The old man was startled. Even the two hundred masters of the holy domain who were standing in the dust couldn't help but look carefully at the people in front of them again, thinking  Know about the immortal god of war who has suddenly risen in recent years.  What does it look like.  What's more, Yang Hao is now the leader of Qianlong Pavilion and can command anyone here.  Yang Hao has such a force, which can be said to be the strongest force besides the Senate.  "Why didn't you attack just now?" Yang Hao asked reluctantly. Situ Jie's death really made him feel so heartbroken.  "If any of us were outside just now, no one would rush out to save him." The old man said, "Because Situ Jie is a dead soldier, and everyone outside is a dead soldier. Their only task is to cover the real hidden dragon.  . Their duty is to protect Qianlong Pavilion¡¯s secret that will last for five thousand years" "Being a turtle is the secret that will last for five thousand years?" Yang Hao is very angry. This group of people is very angry.  People's ideas are too far away from his.  "What would have happened if we had rushed out just now?" the old man asked.  Yang Hao hesitated: "Maybe, the Senate will lose 70% of its manpower. I can kill at least two deacons. Situ Hai he may not have to die." "Then what?" Even if Yang Hao hesitates again, he has to  Said: "You may all be wiped out." "Yes." The old man nodded, "Qianlong Pavilion five thousandThe secret of immortality is here.  Everyone sitting here has tried the most painful failure in the world, and we don't want to fail anymore.  Therefore, we will not make unnecessary attempts. The real passion is just the helplessness of the hero at the end of his life.  " "Situ Jie is your dead soldier in exchange for your chance of survival?  The reporter said sadly, "What Situ Jie gets in exchange is just some time. If you don't show up, we will still die."  " "How did you know I would come?  Yang Hao was puzzled. ¡°We don¡¯t know.  "The old man said, "But one thing is clear to all losers. The situation of the battle will often reverse at the last moment.  Therefore, Qianlong's dead soldiers will last until the end.  " "What is the meaning of your survival?  What is the meaning of Situ Hai being a dead soldier?  Is it just for the thousand-year immortality of Qianlong Pavilion?  "Yang Hao asked repeatedly. "The last battle.  The old man half-knelt in front of Yang Hao, and the two hundred Qianlong warriors all knelt down, "Chief, the last battle is when we sacrifice our blood."  Qianlong's sacrifice will not be in vain, we are all waiting for that day.  " Yang Hao understands, he suddenly understands. " These people in front of him once were as passionate as Hun Yuanzi to seek revenge and fight, but in the end their families were broken up and their families were destroyed. So now Qianlong, don't use it  Yes, it is silent. But silence is not permanent. The silence now will be replaced by the explosion in the future. In the final battle, these people will give all their blood and use all their strength to repay those who died for them. "  Unless summoned, we will never meet.  "When Yang Hao was about to walk out of the barrier, two hundred people shouted at the same time. "The long sword" Yang Hao waved his palm, "I still have it in my hand.  " "The long sword is still in hand!  !  "This is Qianlong's response. In the sixty-seventh year of the Emperor's Era, the Qianlong Pavilion galaxy was destroyed under the full blow of the Senate. More than 1,500 planets lost their energy. The entire Qianlong Pavilion was severely damaged. The Eight Great Dragons Blessed  The legion lost more than half, and the number one ranger swordsman in the universe, Situ Hai, was alive. But on the other hand, the Senate also paid a heavy price. About fifty elders died, seven deacon elders were injured, and the Tiance elder was seriously injured, and it was almost impossible to regain combat strength.  . On the surface, the Senate operation seems to have been a complete victory, and the Qianlong Pavilion has been destroyed. However, under the Qing Dynasty, there is an undercurrent, and the true power in the universe has been inherited.  As a result of the struggle, a subtle deflection is taking place. The final battle against Yuanlaoshan is imminent.
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