Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 372 6 Treasure Secret Realm 26

Suddenly, Wang Qiye, who had long been presumed dead, kicked the tree with all his might, like a beast that had been reborn from a desperate situation.

The force of this kick seemed to contain endless anger and unwillingness, and the powerful force enabled him to instantly break free from the javelin that was deeply embedded in his body.

Then, he swung out a palm knife with lightning speed. The palm knife drew a sharp arc in the air, like the sharp blade of the god of death.

With a "swish" sound, the rat's head flew high into the air, and blood spurted out in the air like a fountain.

The leader rat, who had just taken three steps, had an expression of surprise and disbelief on his face.

His eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to engrave this incredible scene in his mind forever.

At that moment, he instinctively wanted to turn around and fight back, however, he only felt the sky spinning and the whole world collapsed before his eyes.

Then, he fell to the ground with a loud thud. His body twitched a few times, and then there was no more movement. Only his wide-open eyes seemed to still express his unwillingness and confusion.

A masked man fell to the ground with the Rat Head. It was as if the man had gotten his revenge at that moment. All his strength receded like a tide, and there was no longer a single bit of strength left to support him.

His exhausted body paused slightly, like a puppet with its strings cut, losing all vitality and energy, and slumped to the ground.

The mask tilted slightly when it landed on the ground, as if telling the world the mysterious story and endless vicissitudes hidden beneath the mask.

The dust rose gently around him, as if playing a tragic elegy for his fate.

"Wang Qiye!"

A girl in black clothes and a black skirt, with a black veil covering her face, saw this scene. Grief and indignation surged into her heart like a raging tide, and she almost broke her heart.

She was still too late, and her heart was filled with regret and pain. Looking at the corpses on the ground, she felt dizzy and the whole world seemed to collapse at this moment.

For a moment, she simply couldn't accept this cruel reality.

"No, you can't die yet. You haven't repaid my kindness yet!" Her voice trembled, with endless despair and stubbornness, as if she was making a final struggle with fate.

She walked quickly to Wang Qiye anxiously, took off his mask with trembling hands, revealing an ordinary purple-black face.

Her eyes were full of anxiety and worry. She quickly took out the detoxification pills, healing talismans, and healing pills and fed them into Wang Qiye's mouth all at once, as if these items were the last hope to save his life.

Especially when she saw the shocking bowl-sized scar on Wang Qiye's chest, she felt her heart was clenched tightly, and for a moment she was unable to do anything. However, she gritted her teeth and carefully sealed the wound like mending a torn piece of clothing.

"I can't. There should be a few people in that group who can treat your injuries. I don't believe you will die like this." Ye Hanshuang raised her hand slightly and quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Then, she performed a floating spell, pulling Wang Qiye behind her like a balloon, and flew away quickly. Her figure seemed so determined in the wind, as if she would never give up as long as there was a glimmer of hope.

……

Yuan Xiaoer looked disgusted and frowned as he asked, "Why did you bring him back?"

Ye Hanshuang pretended not to hear and ignored Yuan Xiaoer, but gently put Wang Qiye on the ground.

With urgency and anxiety in her voice, she shouted, "Who is the doctor? Come and save him."

"It's me." An old man stood up upon hearing the voice, and walked over quickly with quick steps.

Shang Xianming of Wanjian Mountain had a gloating expression on his face and said sarcastically: "I think he is already dead, so let's not waste our efforts."

Duan Qiuchen of the Yangxin Hospital was also furious, his eyes wide open, and he shouted sternly: "Whether he is dead or not, you are not allowed to save him!"

"This?" This situation made the old man feel very embarrassed for a moment, and he didn't know what to do.

"Just focus on saving them, and I'll take care of anything that happens." Ye Hanshuang said in a firm tone, with a resolute look in his eyes.

Duan Qiuchen was furious, he directly showed his weapon and shouted: "Then I won't let you save me."

The team, which was united just now, lost thirty-seven people before it wiped out the five-man black-clad team, but now it is torn apart.

"Then I must save him?" Ye Hanshuang also resolutely drew his weapon.

The people in the woods immediately split into three groups. One group stood firmly behind Ye Hanshuang, another group stood behind Duan Qiuchen, and there were only a dozen people who looked around, confused, not knowing where to stand.

Yuan Xiaoer's face was full of joking, and he taunted: "Zhou Yuxiang, this cowardly thing, is he standing on the wrong side? Can't you see which side has more people?"

Zhou Yuxiang looked at the ten people on his side, then glanced at the twenty or so people on the opposite side, especially the geniuses on the opposite side, and a bitter look appeared on his face. "We can discuss it if we have something to discuss. There is no need to go to that step yet."

Yuan Xiaoliu snorted coldly, "Humph, who among you hasn't suffered at his hands? If you don't leave now, don't blame me for being blind with my sword later."

Zhou Yuxiang glanced back at the black raven, only to see that the old man had already fed him the confiscated detoxification pill, and he couldn't help but sigh. "Who made me owe him a life? I'll just consider it as repayment this time."

Duan Qiuchen looked at the handsome young man in brocade clothes with anger. "Wei Yangjing, it's ok for us to play around with him normally, but you also suffered a great loss at his hands last time. How come you forgot about it so quickly?"

Wei Yangjing opened his paper fan and laughed. "You know me, my surname is Duan. As long as I can make you lose face, I am willing to serve even if he asks me to fetch water for washing feet."

Duan Qiuchen gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Hurry up and stand over here. I'll let you pick out ten magic weapons later."

Wei Yangjing showed a smug look on his face, and gently waved his paper fan and said, "No, even if it means losing 100 magic tools, I still want to make you suffer this defeat."

Duan Qiuchen was so angry that his face turned blue. "You are simply hopeless! You know how badly I was treated after I returned. If I don't kill him this time, I will never be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart."

Wei Yangjing encouraged him with pleasure. "Then I have to stand here even more. I've figured it out. It's really hard to make you lose face by myself, but if someone else makes you lose face, it's really easy to do it!"

Shang Xianming of Wanjian Mountain said impatiently, "Don't pay attention to this playboy. He is addicted to playing. Mr. Bai from Fengshui Palace and I will trap him later. You guys go and kill him. Don't get too entangled. Just kill the beast. Then they will have no reason to fight."

Ye Hanshuang didn't expect that they would really take action, and shouted angrily: "How can you be so shameless? You are from a famous sect, but now you don't even let go of a useless person lying on the ground?"

Yuan Xiaoliu grinned, "We can still use some chivalry to deal with others, but this beast has always been my inner demon. I will never be at peace until he is eliminated."

Jing Lianghai of the Sky Spider Cult also echoed: "That's right, let's all work together, why waste time talking to this bitch."

I don't know who was so excited that he lost control of the talisman in his hand and accidentally threw it away.

This attack was like a signal, instantly igniting the war between the two sides.

The two sides immediately started fighting each other. For a moment, swords clashed, cold lights flashed, and the sounds of magic exploding came one after another.

Soon, someone saw blood and fell to the ground, and the scene fell into chaos and tragedy.

……

There is no cheat code or cheat code in the plot of Wang Qiye's resurrection. Because the conception is quite profound, the author has to show up in person to explain it to you.

Wang Qiye stabbed the enemy in front of him with his knife, and the man held Wang Qiye tightly with both hands. At this time, Wang Qiye was indeed unable to dodge the flying spear. During the process of Wang Qiye being nailed to the tree, the knife that stabbed him must have been pulled out. This time, the injury was great, and the man in front of him was definitely dead.

Now comes the key point. After Wang Qiye was nailed to the tree, he could not heal himself from such a serious injury. There are three reasons why he was finally able to move. First, Wang Qiye had been fighting for a long time and his spiritual power was exhausted. Second, Wang Qiye felt that he had lost the battle and had no regrets in death. He waited for the other party to kill him and faced his own death calmly, so his soul fell into a deep sleep. This triggered the third point. A person has no desire to live. Although his body exists, his heart is dead, just like the fire of the soul is dim, and he enters a vegetative state.

So in the end, the killer approached Wang Qiye cautiously step by step. This killer must be an elite who had killed more than a hundred monks. Based on his many years of experience in killing, he was sure that Wang Qiye was dead, so he let down his guard.

But he destroyed "Shisui", which triggered the sixth sense of this body. At this time, the one who controlled Wang Qiye was not Wang Qiye himself, but this sixth sense, which is the famous "conditioned neural reflex".

He kicked the tree trunk and used the force to chop off the opponent's head. By the time the enemy realized the danger, his head had already been chopped off, and it was too late to realize the danger.

In the end, if the woman in black had not arrived in time, Wang Qiye would have died from excessive bleeding. After watching this commentary, everyone will watch the fight again, and everything is so reasonable. There is absolutely no cheat code.

This is the first time the author appears to explain, and also the last time. Daju pursues the elusive thing called "artistic conception" throughout the book. Once the explanation is given, the charm is lost.

Only when you understand what you have gained through reading, will you cherish it. So those Taoist friends who read ten lines at a glance can only say that we are not destined to understand. Only by reading the whole article word by word, you may not be able to understand the "artistic conception" that Daju wants to express.

Just like this fight, even if it is word for word, if the author does not explain it, you will surely be confused.