The God of War Challenging Heaven

Everything in the courtyard of the mansion is still quite elegant, just like when Qin Yi left, a peach tree, full of dividends of peach blossoms, the breeze swept over, a piece of peach petals fell, full of poetic painting, is not at all inferior to King Senro's peach garden.

In the house of poetry, there are no housekeepers, no guards, as the head of the six main iron guards beside His Majesty Daliang, these are redundant for her, and the poetic is quiet, usually alone live in the house.

The eyes swept slowly in the courtyard, for a moment, with a scene of poetry, also constantly appeared in the mind.

“Back in the day, on this stone table, I was in broad daylight with poetry, almost there or something. ”

Looking at the stone table in the center of the yard, Qin Yi smiled slightly and remembered the scene of the two of them in the past years. For a moment, there were signs of a slight rise in evil fire on the belly.

Fiercely he came back to God and scolded himself: “Shit, I'm getting more and more shameless now, it's like an animal! ”

He shook his head and threw away those very unhealthy images in his head. He sat down with his legs and set his mind, and began to realize seriously the five lines that existed between the heavens and the earth.

After the consultation with Cherry two days ago, Qin Yi was deeply aware of the importance of martial arts.

Only if you understand martial arts can you be considered a high-ranking martial artist!

As he is now, not knowing martial arts, even if it will cultivate the culmination of God's ways, can only be considered an ordinary martial artist, who remains weak in front of those high-ranking martial artists.

Qin Yi estimated that during that distant and ancient period, he understood the top martial arts fighters, afraid that there would be no more than a few.

In other words, this time he entered the great world of Xuanhuang, and all he had to face was a high-ranking warrior.

If that is the case, how terrible it is inside the Great World of Xuanhuang, imaginable, it is a world of warriors completely different from the outside world.

Qin Yi's legs sat quietly on the ground, and the whole man sat as if he had been saturated. He did not move: “There are five lines in heaven and earth, each other, each other is born, then Chang Sheng, the other is decayed. In order to master the power of the five lines, it is obvious that you must avoid the way of the other and seek the way of the other, so that you can gain endless power of the other...”

“Being born creates endless power...”

Qin Yi slightly flashed, and a rave appeared on his face. He already had some awareness of the five lines that exist in the heavens and the earth.

As if it were a door that had always been dust sealed, at this moment it opened to him silently, entering the door and sprinkling with a faint holy glow, bathing him in these holy glows.

This is a very strange feeling. At this moment, Qin Yi even felt that his whole person was immortalized.

The heavens and the earth are shaky, all beings are inseparable from the five rows of gold, wood, water, fire, earth. The prosperity and decay of time are all due to the five rows. The five rows are the source of all existence in the heavens and the earth. Mastering the five rows is equivalent to mastering the heavens and the earth...

“What a wonderful feeling...”

Qin Yi thought, walked through the five lines of heaven and earth. The whole person was happy at once. Many things, he instantly grasped the source, and understood the causes and consequences.

The wise, who know how to find the source of things, and the foolish, they only flirt blindly!

After not knowing how long, Qin Yi grew up from the ground and couldn't help laughing twice: “Haha, five lines in heaven and earth. So this is it. Miaoyu, how wonderful! ”

He breathed out a long breath, the whole body and mind was comfortable at this moment. In the eyes of the world, Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi's five lines of heaven and earth, he has completely mastered their true drip.

I have to say, the last time Cherry said that in the Sanro Palace, he will always be in the mist, wake up completely!

Now that he has understood five lines, the next is to pry into existence and six after five lines. If he masters the power of the six lines, then the power of the natural avenues in heaven and earth will be freely controlled by him to create his own laws.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong, stopping smiling and slowly turning around.

Indeed, the courtyard door behind him had been opened, poetry that had not been seen for many years, and he stood quietly in front of the gate and looked at him motionlessly.

After so many years, the years did not leave any trace on her, still so beautiful, so that most males in the world, just a glance, will be moved.

Her skin was white and snowy, the five officials were exquisite, she held a slender sword of war in her hand, she wore a black robe and a delicate scented shoulder, and she wore a black cape. In the wind, like a black flag, she kept flying with her hair all over her head, giving a fantastic feeling.

“Poetry, are you back? ”

Looking at the beautiful woman who stood quietly at the door, Qin Yi's heart was also a hot one, and walked up quickly.

“Qin Yi, is it really you? It's not a hallucination? ”

The poetry stood there murmuring in his mouth.

“Of course I'm not hallucinating, Poetry. I'm here to see you! ”

Qin Yi smiled and came to the front of the poetry rhyme. He opened his arms. He was going to blanket the poetry rhyme into his arms: “Come, feel my embrace and confirm that this is not a hallucination. ”

“It's not really a hallucination...”

The poem murmured, but suddenly lifted his wrist, the slender sword of war, suddenly burst into Qin Yi's chest: “You bastard, I will kill you! ”

Paralyzed, what's going on?

Why did you say you were going to kill me when you met me?

Qin Yi was surprised. Fortunately, he was quick enough to react. His body flashed, and he swept to one side at the speed. The sword that gave him poetry stabbed him in the sky. However, the poetry rhyme did not relent. He held the sword of war and quickly chased it up. The long sword drew a cold ray in the air, and his head chopped off towards Qin Yi without a face.

“Poetry, what's going on? We haven't seen each other in years. Shouldn't I be right when we meet? Why did you beat me to death when you met me? ”

Qin Yi ran away in the courtyard, screaming in his mouth, getting a misty water, confused to the extreme.

“My sister, look, I'm not going to kill you! ”

The poetry rhyme, however, seemed very angry. As he drank it delicately, he ran after Qin Yi all over the yard. The momentum was fierce. There was a sword on Qin Yi's chest, and a sword cave had to be stabbed.

“Poetry, what's the matter? Let's sit down and say, don't move or we'll kill you. It's not easy for me to come all this way to see you! ”

In the face of the fierce poetry, Qin Yi was helpless, hugging the mouse, and the wolf was overwhelmed.

“There's nothing to talk about. Today I'm just going to give you a sword to relieve my hatred! ”

Drinking delicately in his poetry mouth, he was also extremely fast in shape. In this yard, he wandered into the remnants of the path, even a few times, almost stabbing Qin Yi in the face.

It can be seen that, over the years, her cultivation has improved considerably, only to fear that it has already broken through to the Imperial Path.

Faced with the poetic behavior, Qin Yi's mind was confused to the extreme. He ran away, his mind spinning fast, but he couldn't think out. What's wrong with poetry?

“She can't keep messing around. ”

Qin Yi looked at an empty slot and suddenly his body moved forward. The speed was so fast that it could not be described. In an instant, more than ten lengths opened outside and rushed to the front of the poetic forehead.

“Ah…”

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to Qin Yi in front of him. The poetry shouted delicately, his wrist lifted and his sword split towards Qin Yi.

Only unfortunately, at the height of Qin Yi now, facing poetic attacks is no different from facing an attack by a three-year-old. He grabbed it at will and grabbed the arm of the poetic sword, the other arm peeked and stopped Poetic's wingless little barbaric waist.

With Qin Yi's arms around him, the whole poem was affixed to Qin Yi's arms, and the two large seats on his chest were also crushed on Qin Yi's chest, instantly pressed into the shape of two large pancakes.

As those two seats pressed over, Qin Yi also played a hidden spiritual.

After all these years, it's still as comfortable as it was.

Cool!

“Bastard, let go of me! ”

The poetry rhyme is delicious, her body constantly twisting in Qin Yi's arms. She looks delicate and elegant and dusty on the surface, but in the bones, it is quite intense. Don't forget, she is the head of the six iron guards beside His Majesty Daliang. How can she be competent if she is not intense?

However, as she twisted vigorously in Qin Yi's arms, her flat belly was also on someone's “artifact”, and she kept running back and forth.

Oh, shit!

I can't stand it!

Someone stood there, blinking slightly, as the poetry flat belly repeatedly rubbed, a shameless evil fire, unstoppable on someone's belly, gently rose, and a “artifact”, also silent slowly straightened up, cruelly on the poetry belly.

Um...

The poetry in the struggle of death finally realized that the male and exasperated “artifact”, had to be flashed, cheeks on both sides, instantly appeared a smudge of red, hands and feet were slightly softened.

“Shameless! ”

However, her personality was extremely stubborn and she tried to withstand the evil fire that had unwittingly risen in her body because she felt the existence of the "artifact”, and she was still struggling to swing.

So, the next scene, into the vicious circle, the more stubborn she twisted, the more fierce the “artifact” also became, the more fierce the “artifact” became, the weaker the poetry became.

Finally, her whole person fell directly into Qin Yi's arms, panting, cheeks on both sides, red, looks quite moving.

“No more struggle? ”

Looking down in his arms, Qin Yi glanced at the poetry and sighed: “Woman, you still need a 'artifact’ to completely subdue them! ”

Raised his hand and rubbed Poetry's hair. Qin Yi asked confused: “Poetry, what has happened all these years? How do you want to kill me as soon as you see me? ”