"Boom..." There was a loud noise, and the two sharp sword qi collided hard together, making a huge sound. The location where the sword qi collided lit up with a ray of light, just like a small sun exploding.
Likewise, the light instantly enveloped the two figures.
An invisible wave of air swept away in all directions, turning everything in its path into powder.
The trees were broken into pieces, the walls were destroyed, and the dust in the sky covered the entire area dozens of meters in radius.
Hundreds of meters away, under the eaves, everyone stared blankly at all this. Whether it was Mu Hanxing, Liu Anze and others, their hearts were in their throats. No one knew who would survive such a violent attack.
Survive.
Time seems to stand still at this moment.
Only the dust in the sky gradually dispersed, and everyone held their breath and stared blankly into the distance.
Even Sixiu, who had full confidence in his father, kept his mouth shut.
Watching the dispersed dust nervously.
I don't know how long it took, but the dust gradually fell on the ground, and two blurry figures gradually fell into everyone's eyes.
Where the two people were standing, there was a deep pit with a diameter of more than ten meters. The figures of the two people were standing in two sections of the pit.
Ye Xiu lowered his head and looked at the blood hole that was completely pierced through his abdomen, then looked at the gash in his chest that was opened by the sword energy, and then looked up at Dugu Jian opposite.
Dugu Jian held the sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the ground. However, he did not look at himself, but only looked at his left shoulder, where there was also a deep scar visible to the bone.
However, Dugu Jian was not angry because of the multiple sword wounds on his body. He still had that faint smile on his face, as if he was very pleased.
"Ye Xiu, you are really strong. You are able to comprehend such pure sword intent at such an age. It is not unfair at all for my father to die in your hands..." Dugu Jian turned to look at Ye Xiu, haha
smiled.
"No need to thank me, I will send you to see your father for free!" Ye Xiu looked at Dugu Jian and said coldly.
"Haha, you are young, confident, and full of energy. You are very good, really!" Dugu Jian didn't care at all about Ye Xiu's curse and still said with a chuckle.
Ye Xiu raised his eyebrows.
"With your talent, maybe it won't take ten years to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. It's just a pity that you will never have that chance again!" Dugu Jian chuckled.
The moment the voice fell, an extremely powerful aura suddenly erupted. The clothes on his body moved automatically without wind, and a terrifying sword intent erupted from his body. The iron sword in his hand even issued a "
"Buzzing" sound.
Ye Xiu's pupils suddenly shrank.
"I really want to thank you. Thank you for removing the last flaw for me. In return, I will send you on your way with the strongest sword in my life!" Dugu Jian chuckled and slowly raised the sword in his hand.
The iron sword, the tip of the sword, pointed directly at Ye Xiu.
A mysterious and domineering aura erupted from Dugu Jian's body.
The whole world changed color accordingly.
The surrounding spiritual energy seemed to come to life, and began to rush toward Dugu Jian crazily, but it did not rush into his body, but toward the seemingly ordinary iron sword.
Zongjing!
In just such a moment, Dugu Jian stepped into the sect realm that many warriors dream of.
His aura was rising steadily, and the terrifying aura enveloped the entire world.
"Your father is finished!" Mu Hanxing said calmly with an expression on his face a few hundred meters away.
Dugu Jian, the only remaining man of the Dugu family, the man who bears the blood feud of the Dugu family, has always put his hatred aside, and instead uses the sword power of his enemy to hone his swordsmanship.
Finally, I finally stepped into the mysterious sect realm.
This is by no means an ordinary sect. An ordinary sect. Such a long distance cannot bring such great pressure to Mu Hanxing. In his field of vision, Dugu Sword is no longer a person, but a sword.
A sword, a peerless and vicious sword that seems to be poking a hole in the sky.
Dugu Jian's entire spirit reached its peak at this moment.
Mu Hanxing even had a feeling that if Dugu Jian wanted to kill him, he would not need to take action at all, just a look would be enough to kill him.
This is the strength of Zongjing.
Ye Xiu is dead!
There is no suspense!
The others all had dry mouths and stared blankly ahead.
Liu Anze and her parents felt as if their hearts were being pressed down by a mountain. It was even difficult to breathe. They wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
Even the little boy was blushing and breathing rapidly due to the chilling atmosphere, but he still yelled stubbornly: "No, my dad will not die, he will never die!"
Just as he was talking, the little boy who had not cried all this time unexpectedly started crying for no apparent reason. He cried so sadly and with such despair.
It seemed that even he didn't quite believe his own words.
"Ye Xiu, rest in peace!" Dugu Jian laughed loudly, held the sword in one hand, and handed the sword towards Ye Xiu.
He handed out his first sword after entering the sect realm, and it was also the strongest sword he could use so far.
With one sword shot, the sky and the earth were eclipsed.
The wind stops and the clouds stop.あ七^八中文ヤ~8~1~
It seemed as if time stopped at this moment, and the entire world turned into a huge cage, tightly binding Ye Xiu within it.
He was unable to react at all and could only let the tip of the iron sword get closer and closer to him.
Are you going to die now?
Looking at the sword tip getting closer and closer to him, Ye Xiu suddenly felt a desperate thought in his heart. It seemed that there was no other way but to wait for death.
Death is not terrible!
In the past twenty years, he has experienced countless life and death situations. He has not escaped from death every time, but he has never been as desperate as now.
It’s just that he really doesn’t want to die!
With desperate eyes, he looked beyond Dugu Jian and saw Liu Anze under the eaves hundreds of meters away. He saw the tears in her eyes and the grief in her eyes.
Ye Xiu's heart felt an inexplicable pain.
"Dad will not die, he will never die..." Suddenly, Ye Xiu seemed to hear a cry, which seemed to be the voice of his son.
Ye Xiu looked at the little boy who called him daddy. Looking at his stubborn eyes, Ye Xiu smiled.
As a father, he never fulfilled his responsibilities as a father. How could he die like this?
Sixiu, you are right, dad will not die, dad will never die!
Ye Xiu chuckled.
The few remaining zhenqi in his dantian suddenly burst out and surged to his heart.
The seven orifices and three acupoints were connected in a straight line at this moment, and the true energy directly followed this straight line and penetrated somewhere in the heart. 七八中文^Computer terminal: m./
"Boom..." A muffled sound came from Ye Xiu's body...