Roger counted to the beginning but not to the end.

Roger had planned to cut off Jianjiao's arm and let him separate the sword from his body.

But he didn't know what happened after that.

The consciousness space changed rapidly. After realizing that he had lost the carrier of his retention consciousness, the expression on the face of the Crown Sword Lord also became serious.

His brows frowned, and a trace of suddenness appeared on his face.

"So that's how it is."

"It's the sword in your hand."

"Morita Dohiro tampered with that sword, otherwise you wouldn't have achieved your goal so easily."

Roger remained silent.

During the time he studied with the Lord of the Crow Sword at the top of Hanchuan, the Sword of Destiny was handed over to Morita Daohiro.

The time span was very long, but in the end the weapon improvements he obtained were almost minimal.

This really does not meet the casting level of Morita Dohiro. After that, Roger had carefully studied the Sword of Destiny, but he could not guess Morita Dohiro's transformation.

Gradually, he also discovered the changes in Morita Daohiro.

He began to alienate himself, and even showed admiration and fanaticism for Jackdaw architecture.

The two of them communicated less and less, but Roger never said anything, just buried his doubts in his heart.

In recent times, in the constant battles, the degree of compatibility between him and the Sword of Destiny has become higher and higher, and the redness flowing on the sword has become more and more intense.

He cannot fully control many things, and in this case, he can only do his best to leave his destiny.

Fortunately, he found the only weakness of the Jackdaw Sword Lord in this almost impossible situation.

Even without the blessing of fate, the broken arm will definitely affect the connection between the Lord of the Crown Sword and Jianjiao's body.

And this is Roger's opportunity.

However, at this time, the unexpected change on the Sword of Destiny played a wonderful role, almost completely isolated the possibility of the return of the Lord of the Crown Sword.

Without any hesitation, Roger's will swept through like a flood with the support of the Hunter's Hunter.

There is no way to retreat, the Lord of the Crown Sword felt the crisis and pressure for the first time.

"You won, but I didn't lose."

The Lord of the Crown Sword replied coldly, although he had no choice but to retreat at this time, Roger did not relax at all.

After saying this, a sword light flashed by, and the Lord of the Crow Sword condensed his consciousness into one, transformed into a sword, as if he was planning to launch a final counterattack.

The sword light was majestic, almost tearing the entire space.

Kelmohan's phantom was shaking, and at this moment, it seemed that everyone's power was gathering on Roger.

The Quinn Sword Seal and the Alder Sword Seal overlap.

Roger's hands staggered.

Defense and attack form a perfect balance.

Almost subconsciously, Roger followed the instinct in his heart and faced the sword light of the Jackdaw Sword Lord.

Thorn!

The space of consciousness was pulled open under the impact of two forces, and Roger's body shook and he quickly recovered.

On the other hand, there were clear cracks on the black sword he transformed into on the opposite side.

"Crack!"

The crack gradually expanded, and then the entire sword collapsed with a bang.

The sigh of the Jackdaw Sword Lord came from the fragments all over the sky.

Roger instantly understood the plan of the Jackdaw Sword Lord, and the power swept over, but in the end only one piece of the sword hilt was left, and the remaining fragments quickly moved away along the cracks of the space of consciousness.

"It's so decisive!" Roger couldn't help but exclaim.

The dark hilt of the sword floated in the void, but Roger's face was not disappointed, breaking his consciousness, and part of it was completely left by Roger.

For the Lord of the Crown Sword, what he lost was no longer a little power.

With a moving mind, Roger's consciousness suddenly melted away, and the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Snow filled his eyes, and he noticed a cold chill coming from his fingertips.

That's blood.

Then, he saw the figure penetrated by the sword of fate.

"Crack the corner..."

The expression on Roger's face froze.

"Mr. Jianjiao is dead."

Not far away, Yuki Nao's voice came, and Roger looked around and he quickly sorted out the whole story.

"Master Jianjiao wants me to tell you that what he owes you has paid off."

Roger was indifferent.

Just now, he had completely damaged the consciousness of the Jackdaw Sword Lord. Even if the Jackdaw Sword Lord could return to Jianjiao's body, Roger would not have too much worries.

But what he didn't expect was that Jianjiaoran directly chose to commit suicide!

"He doesn't ask for your forgiveness, but he just hopes not to owe anyone when he leaves!"

Yuki Nao's pear blossoms fall.

Tears surged out of his silver-white pupils and turned into two winding ice crystals.

At this moment, the Black Moon who fell to the ground suddenly jumped, then instantly got rid of Jianjiao's broken hand and appeared on the body of Yata's celebrity.

laugh!

The sword tip penetrated the remaining body of the Yata celebrity, and the energy surged, and a thin figure appeared out of thin air.

The Lord of Crown Sword.

There was no panic on Roger's face. He just slowly pulled out the sword of fate in his hand. Before he could lay down Kenko's body, Nao Yuki appeared beside him.

"Leave it to me."

"He is my husband, the father of my child..."

Roger's emotions were complicated in his eyes, and he understood but did not agree with what Jianjiao had done before.

But at this time, Jianjiao had already washed away the mistakes he made with his actions.

The flying ice butterfly held Kenko's body and Yuki Nao wiped away his tears.

"If you need it..." Roger opened his mouth, but before he could finish his words, Yuki Nao, who was not far away, shook his head.

He seemed to have guessed what Roger was going to say.

"I will leave the world."

"Then try to be an ordinary person and live well, just like he hoped."

"She and me."

After saying that, she glanced at Roger and walked slowly down the mountain in the wind and snow.

Ice butterflies were flying behind him, and Jianjiao seemed to be trapped in a dream that would never wake up.

The Lord of the Jackdaw Sword did not stop Nao Yuki from leaving. For him, Nao Yuki or Kao Yuki was just a part of his goal.

Now Jianjiao is dead, the celebrity is dead, and his consciousness is severely damaged, leaving only the black moon that has become.

"You failed."

Roger looked at the phantom formed by the Lord of the Crown Sword.

The old man's face was not as decadent as he failed. He smiled calmly, "I underestimated you and underestimated him."

"You are just a sword now."

"Do you want to continue?"

The Lord of the Crown Sword shook his head.

"I need to find a new sword-holder, even if I can't fully exert my power." He looked at Roger.

"Are you going to stop me?"

The sword of fate in Roger's hand was tightly clamped.

Even though the Lord of the Crown Sword had lost his body and turned into a demon sword at this time, his consciousness was severely damaged, but Roger still had no confidence in winning.

Just as Roger was about to make a decision, a red light soared into the sky and the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

He turned around in shock, and among the ruins, the kneeling figure howled in pain.
To be continued...