Although Fang Qingtian was seriously injured, an avalanche slash made him burst out with powerful strength beyond his heyday!

Although Yuntu's strength soared, he was still far behind Fang Qing. Facing this sword, he had already surpassed his limit.

Yuntu's eyes suddenly condensed, his hands were like lightning, and his left and right swords were in his hands.

"Broken Blade of the World!"

"Dielang Sword Technique!"

The left-hand sword collapsed instantly, turning into a hot torrent, and was the first to bombard the Avalanche Sword Qi!

He used his strongest attack with his right hand, and the folded wave sword technique was superimposed in an instant, and the blue sword energy followed one after another!

"Boom boom boom!"

There were shocking explosions, and three rays of light collided in the air! The explosion of shock waves instantly spread out, blowing away the layers of snow dozens of feet around. Yuntu and Fang Qingtian's body were all rolled up high and each flew backwards ten feet away.

"Bang!" He fell into the thick snow. Yuntu, who was pale-faced, coughed up two mouthfuls of black blood in pain. After adjusting his breath for a few times, he slowly stood up.

He fought hard with Fang Qingtian, who is a high-level star school. Although Yuntu used the Broken Blade Tianya and the Dred Lang sword skills at the same time, he dissolved most of the sword energy, but was still slapped by Yu*ji. Fortunately, he also wore the leather armor made of monster skin, which made his injuries not serious.

The same was true for Fang Qingtian, who fell far away. The defense of his armor was stronger and he was not injured by it.

However, an avalanche slash had already drained most of his essence, qi and blood, and he was so thin that he was skinny that he was left withered and bones, and he could not have the power to fight.

Looking at the erect figure in the distance, Fang Qingtian roared in despair: "Impossible, how could you not die under my avalanche! Why didn't you die, why!"

Fang Qingtian was already exhausted at this time, and his roar seemed so weak and powerless.

But Yuntu was already carrying the Qingshuang Sword and approaching him step by step.

I only heard Yuntu say word by word: "Fang Qingtian, the sword in my hand is Qingshuang! I want to use the sword in my hand to enjoy the blood of my enemies on behalf of Qingshuang! Not only you, but also Qin Wushuang, and even the entire Frost Sword Sect! Among everyone, you Fang Qingtian is the most damn one. First, use your blood to pay tribute to the spirit of the enfeoffed father and his family in heaven!"

"Hahaha!" Knowing that death was about to come, Fang Qingtian laughed wildly: "At the age of six, Fang Qingtian's parents died in the beast tide to protect the sect and Feixue City. Countless people saved their lives because of the sacrifice of my parents, but no one knew how to be grateful. Instead, they mocked me, discriminated against me, an orphan, and added cold eyes! From that day on, Fang Qingtian understood a truth--I would rather let me let the world betray the people than let the world betray me! All morals and axioms are bullshit! Yan Tiannan hypocritically adopted you and Yuntu, and he was not expecting us to work hard for him when we grew up. Although Qingshuang married me, her heart was always tied to your Yuntu! So, you all owe me, and everyone in the world owe me! In this case, what's wrong with us taking back what you owe me?"

Fang Qingtian roared at Yuntu and said, "I'm right! I did nothing wrong from beginning to end!"

Yuntu walked towards Fang Qingtian step by step and said coldly: "Are you really doing nothing wrong? Then why did you place Qingshuang and my family in the secret room, burning incense and worshiping every day? What are you regretting? What do you want to make up for? Don't you want to prove that you still have such a trace of human nature?"

"The adoptive father and adoptive mother have worked hard to raise you for a full seventeen years, allowing you to grow up with food and clothing without worries, and betrothed to you with only daughter, but never expect any reward. What do they owe you?"

"Qingshuang, our elder sister, how cheerful, generous, so cute, so innocent, so innocent girl! In order not to make you sad, she buried all her feelings deep in her heart and agreed to your proposal. What did she owe you?"

"In order to help you and Qingshuang, I pretended to be romantic and deliberately alienated Qingshuang. Since I was a child, I have never fought for anything with you. What do I owe you?"

"You said that everyone owe you, but it's just to make you feel better! I tell you, don't think about it! No matter how you quibble or how you convince yourself, even if you die a hundred times or a thousand times, you will not be able to clear your sins! Whether you are a human being or a ghost, you will always bear heinous sins, be tortured by your own conscience for life, sink into the fire of purgatory forever, and never be reborn!"

Fang Qingtian was deprived of his last bit of strength by Yuntu's words, and murmured to himself in a daze: "It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this!"

"The evils of heaven can be forgiven, but the evils of heaven cannot survive!" Yuntu stood in front of Fang Qingtian and said word by word: "If you still have a trace of conscience, go to the nine springs and repent to Qingshuang and his adoptive father and mother!"

After saying that, Yuntu raised his hand and fell into the sword, piercing Fang Qingtian's heart with one sword.

With a "puff!", the Qingshuang Sword penetrated from Fang Qingtian's chest and came out from his back, nailing Fang Qingtian's entire person to the sword!

The scarlet blood fell into the snow along the sword body, like plum blossoms, looking so dazzling and so eye-catching!

"Hohe!" Fang Qingtian held the Qingshuang Sword tightly with both hands, and made a sound in his mouth, as if he wanted to say something else.

In the moment before his death, Fang Qingtian's blood-red eyes faded away all the blood and returned to an unprecedented clarity. In his eyes, there was an obvious regret and awakening.

"Huh!" Fang Qingtian exhaled a long breath like a broken bellows, and a look of relief and calm appeared on his face. He said in an inaudible voice: "It turns out that I... am really wrong, I'm really wrong! I have never done anything right in my life!"

Fang Qingtian looked at his son Fang Lide's cold body, and his wife Zhen who was slumped beside him, and said quietly: "Second brother, I have ended up like this today, no one is blamed! I only ask you two things in the end, bury Lide and I, and don't let our father and son be eaten by the wolf! Let your sister-in-law Zhen, she has nothing to do with all this!"

When a person is about to die, his words are good!

At this moment of death, even a beast like Fang Qingtian, who had already become inhumane, finally regretted it!

If I had known the present, why should I have been in the past? I would have regretted it now, it would have been too late!

A trace of inexplicable grief flashed in Yuntu's eyes, and scenes from childhood appeared before his eyes one by one. The three brothers and sisters who were once innocent were so close and so close! Even after so many years, these memories have never been erased in Yuntu's mind.

Yuntu nodded involuntarily: "Don't worry!"

"Huh!" Fang Qingtian's last breath exhaled in his leaky chest, his eyes slowly closed, his head tilted, and he died under the Yuntu sword.
Chapter completed!