Ding—


    The sharp and harsh metal impact sound carries a terrifying sonic boom.


    The ordinary living person gets closer, and the only ends up being broken, but the two people who make such noise are not affected at all. When the strength reaches Gong Cheng''s level, the martial energy in the body will spontaneously resist the invasion of external forces without mobilizing it.


    This level of damage cannot even damage the internal organs.


    And Gong Shuwu is no longer a living person at this moment.


    There are only white bones on the top and bottom of the body.


    The so-called flesh and blood body, the so-called internal organs, were burned to the underworld as a "offer" when he started the warrior. Now the ones that wrap this pair of bones are martial arts and soil.


    To a certain extent, Gong Shuwu no longer has the vital life that a living person should have. The sound burst on the body, bringing only a little dust, and even the flames in the eyes did not sway.


    Abandoned his flesh and blood body and no longer had any scruples.


    Gong Shuwu changed his previous steady combat style, using radical fighting styles of exchanging injuries and life, and both sides suffered a loss. As the long sword slashed down, the black light blade mixed with pale skeleton phantoms all attacked Gong Cheng''s face.


    There is no defensive intention at all.


    This made Gong Cheng secretly feel bitter.


    Uncle Er has no scruples and his playing style is crazy, but he can''t do it himself.


    Under such a storm and a totally desperate attack frequency, Gong Cheng''s strength and realm are obviously suppressing Gong Shuwu, but at this moment, he was targeted by the opponent so rarely. Not to mention that in addition to Gong Shuwu, there were also dozens of heroic spirits of the Gong family’s ancestors.


    The strength of these heroes has not changed much from that during their lifetime.


    Some one-on-one are not even enemies of Gong Cheng.


    But they are not afraid of "death".


    One by one, one after another.


    Even if their hands, arms and even their heads are cut, they can pick up broken arms, legs and heads, and press them in their original position with a snap. A stream of yin energy mixed with dead energy emerged at the break, which instantly recovered as before, and he lifted the guy up again and rushed forward.


    It would be fine if it was just like this.


    Gong Cheng could have been exhausted with them. The reserve of the eighteenth-level great patriarch was enough for him to easily delay for several hours. Although he did not understand the situation of Gong Shuwu, he knew one thing that the stronger the warrior was, when he used it, either the greater the risk he took or the greater the price he paid for the display, or the shorter the duration of the effect, without exception.


    As long as the delay is long enough—


    The ancestors of Gong will go back themselves.


    But Gong Cheng underestimated the determination of his ancestors to do his job. He relied on the inhuman body mixed with martial arts and soil, and he had all kinds of extreme fighting styles. For example, Gong Cheng repelled more than a dozen ancestors who had feinted attacks in a row to attract his attention, and was then sneaked from behind by other ancestors of heroic spirits. Several of them took the lead and broke his body-protecting martial arts, and the last one was holding his head left and right.


    At first glance, it looks like two large pendants are attached to him.


    One of them sneered.


    He cursed: "Little Cub."


    Gong Cheng took action because of this scolding.


    In the next breath, two explosions of white lights on one left and one right were like two hands, tearing the darkness in sight. The two air waves generated by the explosion collided and entangled at close range, soaring into the sky, forming a huge explosion cloud. It can be seen several miles apart.


    Gong Cheng was at the core of the explosion and suffered the most impact.


    The scorching high temperature accompanied by the strange air conditioning, invading his meridians.


    My body was as cold as if it was falling into an ice cellar, and then it was as hot as if it was thrown into the stove. Two colors, one red and one blue, occupy half of his body, and the two are clearly distinguished.


    Boom—


    Gong Cheng''s weapon was horizontal, and the Hundred-foot Light Blade split the explosion cloud into two from the inside, and thousands of invisible wind blades strangled it.


    The clouds of air dispersed, revealing Gong Cheng''s blurred figure.


    Gong Shuwu carried his sword and broke through the air, slashing at Gong Cheng''s left shoulder with the momentum of thunder. However, the unexpected collision with the shoulder swallow did not come. His knife fell into nothing and only split the afterimage of Gong Cheng left in the place. The strong wind penetrated the gap in the neck and penetrated into the back of the neck.


    The sharp blade penetrated Gong Shuwu''s neck with one blow.


    Gong Shuwu raised his hand and held the sharp blade that was stabbed in front of him and turned forward. He suddenly turned around, allowing the sharp blade to cut most of his neck, and slashed out the knife energy from close range. This is also the closest time that the uncle and nephew have been together for so many years. Gong Cheng''s dark pupils reflected two clusters of flames leaping in Gong Shuwu''s eyes. The next breath, the distance between them was suddenly bumped away by the bursting sword aura.


    Si sizzle-


    The decayed and dead aura mixed in the knife energy left a black mark on Gong Cheng''s scales on his chest, and he could vaguely smell the decay.


    Although the flesh and blood were not damaged, the internal organs were numb.


    Gong Cheng suppressed the surging blood.


    Before he could stabilize his body, his ancestors gathered to fight.


    Gong Cheng rushed to the front and scolded the most ugly hero: "I am a little girl, so what are you?"


    This heroic spirit is naturally not his father.


    Gong Cheng''s father is Gong Wu. Although his name is "Wu", his martial arts talent is the worst in the previous generation of Gong''s family. Because he was born prematurely, his physique was not very good. Gong Wu''s second brother is Gong Cheng''s second uncle Gong Wen, and his martial arts talent is the strongest in his generation.


    The brothers of Dafang worked together to barely support the stormy Gong family. Both brothers were young and had no father.


    Their father, Gong Cheng’s master, the one in front of him.


    Why can Gong Cheng recognize it?


    There are corresponding portraits in the ancestral temple tablets.


    The content of the portrait is all about the ancestors wearing martial armor.


    Gong Cheng was naughty when he was a child. His father drove him to the ancestral temple to be confined. He had seen dozens or hundreds of portraits after a while. He can match his own blood relationship with someone close to him, and even those from the sidelines have some impressions: "Is that true, Ahon!"


    "I don''t have unworthy descendants like you!"


    Gong Cheng was also angry when he was scolded.


    "I am an unworthy descendant, and the grandma has at least protected me!"


    If you really want to bring up old accounts, the ancestor in front of you is also responsible.


    How did he choose the lord?


    Is the old king of Xin a thing in his later years?


    Gong Cheng''s impression of Ah Weng was limited to portraits. He had never been together, and his relationship was not much deeper. However, the grandma often hugged him and said a few words from the grandma. Gong Cheng had a few impressions of this ancient man. He heard that when he was young, he had been fooled by a group of heroes and had not inherited the demeanor of a military general family, but he learned the bad habits of a wanderer.


    The most typical one is that he is good at scolding people.


    Everyone scolds when they get angry.


    Gong Cheng thought of the elderly grandma and was not used to the other party.


    The two sides fought to the death while talking nonstop.


    Gong Cheng didn''t expect that he would be talked back by the juniors when he died, and his anger doubled: "Who made you rebellious?"


    When he died in battle, the old king of Xin was in the highlight of his most wise and powerful life. How could he know what was going on afterwards? Gong Cheng knew that this Ah Weng was very loyal to the emperor and was loyal to the master. The more he did this, the more Gong Cheng would start to turn over the old accounts of the old king of Xin.


    What if Ahon refused to accept it?


    Hold the other person''s head and let him listen!


    These corpses were all gathered with soil and martial arts, and were controlled by the heroic spirits who had been buried here forever. The real corpses had long been sent to the Hui people for burial. Gong Cheng did this not to destroy the body of his ancestors, and he did not forget to tear up the resentment of his grandmother''s widow for many years.


    Other ancestors did not expect this to evolve.


    Battles on the battlefield evolved into refining old accounts from grandparents and grandchildren. Gong Cheng was so angry that his eyes were almost bursting.


    Especially when Gong Cheng found that the bodies of these heroes were far away from the land and could not heal and recover quickly, he repeatedly prevented his master''s head from falling to the ground. If Gong Shuwu hadn''t arrived, these two people would have cursed each other. Gong Cheng immediately pointed his finger at his second uncle.


    Some questions were so irritated that I couldn''t say them. Gong Cheng knew why Gong Shuwu refused to recognize him back then, and he also knew how dangerous Gong Shuwu was in back then, but was he a person who was afraid of death? But he knew very well that if he gave Gong Shuwu a chance to choose, the latter would still make the same choice, and his personality was like this.


    Most of Gong Cheng’s enlightenment and cultivation were organized by his second uncle. Since I remember, the second uncle has a silent and restrained personality and rarely restrained Gong Cheng. He is not as strict as the martial artist at home: [I will not punish you, because your father alone is enough for you to drink a pot. You can skip school, slack off or be lazy, but in the future you will pay the price for it. 】


    [Everyone must be responsible for their own choices. 】


    Now, Gong Cheng really has to pay the price for this.


    A heroic spirit of ancestors blocking the road in the middle of the palm wind.


    Taking advantage of the gap in their healing, approached Gong Shuwu.


    Gong Shuwu has no vital points of a living person, but it does not mean that he has no unique weaknesses as a non-human being! Gong Cheng had a vague guess, and he condensed the martial energy and compressed it to his palm. The moment the move was made, the Qi Blade broke through the air and made a sound like a phoenix crying.


    The target is Gong Shuwu''s skeleton evil ghost armor.


    To be precise, there are two clusters of leaping flames under the face armor.


    As the halo flows, murderous intention has arrived.


    Two phantoms that resemble birds flew out from Gong Cheng, flapping his wings and driving countless dense light **** of flames. Each flame is as strong as the sun, beautiful and gorgeous as well as murderous intent. Seeing this, the flames in Gong Shuwu seemed to show solemnity.


    Obviously, this is his key point!


    The weapons in his hand flew into his palms and intensive afterimages.


    "Blade formation!"


    The shadow of the knife surrounds him.


    The continuous collision and explosion with the flames that were flying in front of them was denser than the storm, and it was endless, connecting it into an impenetrable light ball. However, the shadow of the sword after the explosion did not disappear, but turned into a smaller, dangerous and sharp existence.


    Gong Cheng was not surprised by this.


    Although he tested Gong Shuwu''s weakness, he was unable to make up his mind to kill him completely - death is a ghost, why does ghosts die? Completely dissipate the world, or to turn to the cycle of reincarnation that is only in the legend?


    Gong Shuwu shouted softly.


    He was not afraid of the traces left by the flames on the martial armor, and the tip of the knife hit Gong Cheng''s eyebrows. It was this blow that made Gong Cheng completely come to his senses. Facing his nephew, Gong Shuwu was more disappointed.


    "When will you still have to be indecisive?"


    The family was still there before, and there were still many years before Gong Cheng inherited the family business. Gong Shuwu was patient and slowly corrected the flaws in his nephew''s personality. Now that they are in a situation where uncles and nephews are ill, the two are destined to die together or die for one life. What else should Gong Cheng hesitate about? He thought that his soft heart was a reward for many years of love for Gong Shuwu? No, this is humiliation!


    Gong Cheng''s soft heart and hesitation are all trampling on himself!


    "Second uncle-"


    He shouted this.


    Just at this moment, it was raining in the sky at some point.


    Following this was a black purple thunder that split the sky.


    Thunder suddenly started!


    Gong Shuwu''s moves became more and more fierce.


    "Yun Chi! Don''t let me down again!"


    As this voice fell, he finally felt the murderous aura originating from Gong Cheng''s body, which was the real decisive murderous intent!


    The ancestor heroes who were purging one after another were torn apart by the violent and domineering energy, and a giant light ball that was more dazzling than the Fiery Sun crashed into Gongshuwu in an unrivaled posture! The light ball looks harmless, but everywhere you pass, it is full of the most powerful and yang terrifying aura!


    Life and death, yin and yang.


    All things are mutually generated and restrained.


    And Gong Shuwu is now a tyrant.


    Gong Cheng watched the light ball completely swallowing Gong Shuwu who could not escape. He seemed to have been pulled away from his whole body by something. An invisible black hole appeared in his heart, and even breathing became difficult. He gasped, his eyes blank and desperate.


    "Second uncle-"


    After all, he killed his closest relative with his own hands.


    An unprecedented loneliness surrounded him.


    The world is so big, he is the only one left.


    However, in the lightning, a violent and domineering aura broke through the light ball in the explosion, so fast that even Gong Cheng could not capture the other party''s figure. When he came to his senses, the powerful force had hit the chest plate of the central mouth. The huge force came, causing him to fly backwards like a shell. The scenery on both sides of the light was rapidly regressing.


    Gong Cheng landed and dragged out a ravine dozens of feet.


    Before he stood firm, the breath came again.


    Hahaha, he saw the figure with white hair.


    The eyes were turbid, scarlet and violent, and they were insane.


    If it weren''t for these eyes, just looking at the color of his hair, Gong Cheng would have thought that the old man Wonda had attacked him. He didn''t have time to think too much and he made a move to compete with the other party. The explosion blew the two away, and Gong Chengyu saw that the claws of the visitor were a little weird...


    At first glance, it doesn''t look like a human palm.


    More like a wild beast.


    The other party’s nails are pointed, hard and long, with a metallic luster.


    If you get grabbed by this hand, no amount of meat will be enough to tear it!


    Gong Cheng waved his sleeves and blew away the explosion dust that blocked his sight with strong wind, and shouted in the direction of the sneak attacker''s retreat: "Who?"


    The other party did not answer.


    Just gasping was heavy, very much like a wild beast.


    Gong Cheng doesn’t remember the warrior with such characteristics in his impression.


    There are no such generals under Shen Tang''s tent.


    After the sand and dust were blown away, the vision finally became clear.


    However, what was revealed was not a figure, but two, one of which was the second uncle Gongshuwu who he thought had died. Now, not only Gong Cheng was confused, but Gong Shuwu himself felt inexplicable, not knowing why this incident happened.


    Just now, he knew that there was no hope of escaping.


    The last thought in my mind is still regret.


    Unfortunately, I cannot see the great future of Kang State, the scene of the conquering of the Northern Desert by Kang State''s soldiers and horses, and I cannot bring this good news to the tomb of the ancestors to share. As for his nephew Yun Chi, who is so big, is the life that this child chooses for himself whether it is good or bad in the future. I just hope that the Lord will know the news of his death and be able to speak mercilessly. Don’t dislike him for being incompetent.


    He felt the pain of the burning fire.


    A hand suddenly put on his shoulder.


    It was this hand that, under the stagnation of flames in the eyes of Gong Shuwu, rushed him backwards and hit the core of the light ball alone.


    Gong Shuwu turned his head.


    Because most of his flesh and blood made of soil was eroded by the light ball, causing the white bones to be exposed, such a simple movement could make the joints make strange cracking sounds.


    "Who are you?"


    Gong Shuwu only felt that the person in front of him looked familiar.


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