Today, it is destined to be passed down from history forever.

Wu Jing's blood led a million heroes to surround the imperial city and eliminate dissidents. His iron-blooded and domineering methods made everyone frightened.

But it was such a powerful man who failed to attack Qitian Peak. Not only was he suppressed by Chu Xingyun in one fell swoop, but he even had the three thousand Jingtian Army that he had been trained and the lord of the forces he had received under his command were killed and all killed.

This massacre was so shocking that blood could gather into a river, and corpses could accumulate like mountains, making the entire imperial city shrouded in a sense of desolation, sadness and coldness.

At the top of Qitian Peak, the last trace of fairy spirit energy had completely disappeared, but the killing did not stop, and there were still shrill wails, clearly echoing in everyone's ears.

Wu Jing was in the thunder cage, with spiritual power as a dragon, resisting the invasion of the lightning. Not far away from him, Chu Xingyun stood there, but did not look at him. He raised his head and looked at the last ray of sunset, with deep light in his eyes.

Do you regret it?

Looking at the red clouds all over the sky, Chu Xingyun suddenly spoke: Seventeen years ago, if you had not been dependent on the Ancient Star Sect and committed numerous killings, today, I am afraid you would not have reached this point.

Wu Jingxue was slightly silent and said with a low smile: I, Wu Jingxue, will never regret it. Even if I ask me to make a new choice, I will still surrender to the Ancient Sect of Xingchen and take action against your Chu family.

Um?

When Chu Xingyun heard Wu Jing's blood words, his eyes were shocked and suspicious. Even the crowd moved his head and looked ahead in surprise. Wu Jing's blood ended up today, and he didn't regret it?

I, Wu Jingxue, joined the army at a young age, and had half my life on the battlefield, killing countless people. In my eyes, a person with strong strength and a person with strong strength has the world. With a command, everyone will follow it.

Back then, my strength was low. Even if I entered the ancient secret realm, I could not learn the inheritance. As I was about to give up, the emergence of the Ancient Star Sect gave me a glimmer of hope. Therefore, I was willing to become its minion, kill and harm the dynasty, just to learn the inheritance and enhance my strength.

Wu Jing's bloody voice was inspiring, and he exuded a hint of hot expression. He said loudly: Seventeen years ago, if I had not surrendered to the Ancient Star Sect, I would never be able to make any progress in my life, and would become a coward, die in the frontier, and gradually be forgotten. Since that is the case, why should I regret it?

It's simply nonsense!

After hearing this, the third prince Tang Yue was full of anger and shouted angrily: Wu Jingxue, for your own selfish interests, you will slaughter the kingdom, burn the city and kill the people, and even the Liuyun Dynasty almost fell into your claws. At this moment, you are still speaking righteously, which is really shameless!

After the words fell, many people nodded repeatedly.

If the Liuyun Dynasty falls into the rule of Wujing's blood, more people will die and more wives will be separated. Such a tragic phenomenon, even the slightest fantasy, is unbearable.

The path to the strong is full of killing. On this path, the strong are born and the weak are dead. Nothing is right or wrong! Wu Jing's bloody eyes condensed, and he was not afraid of the cold eyes of Tang Yue and others at all.

He glanced at him, saw everyone in his eyes, and said loudly: Don’t forget, today, you have committed many murders, and you have slaughtered more than 100,000 people. Is your reason for taking action for the people of the world and for the people?

As Chu Xingyun said, there are many choices in a person's life. For the sake of imperial power and life, you have slaughtered me and surrounded me here. But for the sake of strength and the peak of martial arts, I have been constantly killing and dominating.

Different choices and different paths are also different. What qualifications do you have to comment on right or wrong?

The sound rang like thunder, echoing in everyone's minds, causing shock in many people's eyes.

There is no right or wrong in this world.

For the sake of strength, Wu Jingxue is willing to rely on the Ancient Star Sect, willing to slaughter millions of people, and even willing to be retaliated by evil spirits and become an unconscious killer.

All of this is for strength and to become a strong person.

Even if people in the world despise him, countless people chase him and end up smashing to pieces, he will not regret it.

It's just because it's right in his heart!

Chu Xingyun.

Wu Jing's bloody eyes moved past Chu Xingyun and said in a deep voice: Your layout and methods are a monster of eternal devil. If you lose to you, I, Wu Jingxue, have no complaints. However, if you want me to repent for the things that happened back then and count my own guilt in detail, you will never get what you wish for.

I, Wu Jing, can be defeated, died, and can endure countless humiliations, but I will never change the meaning in my heart. The way of the strong is my way. Even if I die in the cycle of reincarnation and my soul is scattered, I will never change it.

Speaking of this, Wu Jingxue raised his head, looked at the scorching sun in the west, and recited loudly: A man should seek the way of the strong in his life. I, Wu Jingxue, was forty-eight years old, and I entered the Tao by killing and achieved enlightenment. The immortal karma of the ages is all in the killing. Anyone who obstructs him, kills him, and kills him, and destroys him, even the gods and Buddhas of the heavens and the demons of the tenth earth, don’t want to block my way. I must hold a halberd in my hand, killing the heavens and earth, and the gods and demons wail.

Today, I led my army to ravage the imperial city, slaughtering millions of people, taking the extreme evil aura as the source, swallowing up endless evil aura, and just one step away, I can turn a dragon into a dragon and achieve the supreme position of Martial Emperor. Unfortunately, it is still difficult to fulfill my wish in the end!

Wu Jing's blood was sucking and spitting out powerfully, as if he was talking about his life, allowing the crowd present to stand still and look at this iron-blooded figure, and deep down, he actually felt a little admiration.

Mo Wanggong and Lin Tianchong stood behind the crowd, listening quietly to the passage. A trace of resonance arose in their hearts. They lowered their heads and sighed slightly.

As for Chu Xingyun, he was standing in front of Wu Jingxue, with a pair of dark eyes as dark as ink, and a divine light flashed, as if he was trapped in memories and could not speak for a long time.

Forget it, forgot!

Wu Jingxue said again, and the regret on his face dissipated. Instead, he was replaced by a sense of pride. He looked into the distance and brought the imperial city into his eyes. He said loudly: Today, I will kill this last person again!

Buzz!

In the void, Fang Tian's painting halberd trembled, and the black light broke through, causing a dull sound, as if sighing, or as if he was relieved, he pierced directly into Wu Jing's chest, annihilated the last trace of vitality.

The setting sun is like blood.

In the void of Qitian Peak, a few drops of blood dripped into the lower air.

A corpse slowly fell towards the ground under the setting sun. With a low sound coming out, the corpse splashed a few wisps of dust on the ground, and then there was no resounding again.

Below, everyone watched this scene. Until Wu Jing's bloody corpse fell to the ground, they did not come back to their senses and were still immersed in the shock.

Wu Jingxue, a generation of iron-blooded hero, chose to commit suicide in the face of defeat and ended his life!
Chapter completed!