Guan Zai stared at Ye Fan's eyes, his eyes getting colder and colder.
"Sword Master..." Guan Zai gritted his teeth and said, "Just because he is the Sword Master of Daxia, can you not care about his life or death? Just because he is the Sword Master... can you force him to die?"
"I didn't force him."
"fart!"
Guan Zai cursed angrily, "Ye Fan, don't I understand you? You will definitely not force him to go directly, but you will tell him that if he doesn't go, how many people will die and Daxia will lose because of this."
What made him feel that he had to go...
You are taking advantage of his innocence and kindness to make him become the sword of the entire Daxia!
How is your behavior different from those who bullied him before?!"
Ye Fan's body trembled slightly,
He was silent for a long time and then slowly spoke:
"This is the responsibility of the human ceiling."
"Responsibility? Hahaha..." Guan Zai sneered, "Sword Master, the ceiling of mankind, the responsibility to protect Daxia... Ye Fan, you will always be the one standing on the moral high ground!
If it weren't for you, Zhou Ping would never have embarked on this path!
Zhou Ping!
He is just a child who has been bullied since childhood, loves martial arts stories, and dreams of becoming a hero!
Why do you have to let him shoulder the responsibility of the ceiling of mankind, let him become a sword master, let him protect this world that once left him covered with wounds?
What you asked him to carry is too heavy!
He should have lived a good life in that local restaurant, grown up well, read the books he liked, and spent his life peacefully and happily...
He shouldn't have gone down this road!"
Guan Zai's breathing became heavier and his eyes were red with anger. He grabbed Ye Fan's collar and said,
"I tell you Ye Fan, Zhou Ping never owes the world anything, but the world... owes him too much!
You Ye Fan are indeed guarding this country. You are great, you are noble, and you are worthy of everyone in this country, but...
you,
Sorry Zhou Ping."
Ye Fan's lips trembled uncontrollably. He took a deep breath and grasped the wrist that was holding his collar with his right hand like lightning!
He spoke hoarsely:
"I admit that I owe Zhou Ping a lot, but do you think I really want to put all my bets on a child?
If I could have his talent, if I could have his power, even if I had to die, I wouldn't even blink an eyelid!
But, not everyone is Zhou Ping!
Outside gods are waiting around, and the god Daxia falls into deep sleep again. Daxia has no way out.
If I want to make a comeback in a desperate situation, if I want to rely on mortal strength to defeat the gods, I can only take this gamble!
If we lose this round, the whole of Great Xia will become a piece of meat to be slaughtered by others!
besides,
I never took advantage of him,
Although Zhou Ping is simple, he is not stupid..."
Ye Fan's voice paused for a moment, and then spoke hoarsely again: "He is a good boy..."
silence.
Shutting those bloodshot eyes, staring at Ye Fan,
After an unknown amount of time, he snorted coldly and let go of Ye Fan's collar.
"If something really happens to Zhou Ping, I will kill you with my own hands." Guan Zai said coldly.
Ye Fan adjusted his collar and said calmly:
"When the time comes, you don't need to take action,
I will give him back the life I owe him..."
Boom——!!
A dull sound came from the clouds in the distance, and the sky darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ye Fan turned his head and looked around, and saw that the originally calm sea surface was rolling violently, and huge black waves were rising from the sea surface, like a giant curtain covering the sky, rushing towards here.
Brilliant divine light penetrated from the clouds in the distance, and four figures, carrying terrifying divine power, pushed aside the clouds and mist, stepping on nothingness, and walked slowly.
Egyptian Ennead, four gods united.
Their divine power was unleashed without reservation, turning the sea beneath their feet upside down. A mighty catastrophe for the human world was brewing under their divine power.
"We can't win this battle..."
When Master Chen saw the four figures, he sighed helplessly.
"If you can't beat me, you have to beat me." Ye Fan put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist and glanced at the city behind him. His dark red cloak danced rapidly with the violent sea wind.
"We cannot let them enter the city limits and stop them at sea."
"Do we have reinforcements?" Lu Wuwei asked.
"There are only five human ceilings in total, where are the reinforcements coming from?" Guan Zai shook his head and looked at Ye Fan, "Ye Fan, you said you were sure to win this game, is that true?"
"Um."
"Okay." Guan Zai turned around, looked at the four figures on the sea, and slowly pressed the peaked cap on his head.
"Then... fight with them."
Ode Ode Ode Ode——!!
Beside the coastline, four humans shot out from the ceiling like arrows, across the rough sea, and rushed straight towards the four gods in the sky!
The earth shook and the sky shook!
…
Mist.
Next to the stove, Lu Yu glanced at the sword master who had his eyes closed and said nothing, a look of worry appearing in his eyes.
"Senior Chen Han, why do I feel... that the Sword Master's complexion is getting uglier and uglier?"
Beside him, Chen Han shook his head,
"I don't know either. I touched his hand before and sensed the situation inside his body. His injuries were much more serious than they appeared on the surface... Two different divine powers were raging in his body. In just a moment,...
Tear my mental energy into pieces.
Therefore, I don’t know the specific situation.”
"Two divine powers?" Lu Yu was stunned, "Isn't there only one God of Wind?"
"more than."
"Senior's forbidden ruins can't save him?"
Chen Han smiled bitterly, "You think too highly of me. His injuries are not something that my level can treat."
"Then what should we do now? Is there nothing we can do?" Lu Yu said worriedly, "I'm afraid... the sword master won't be able to wake up if he closes his eyes again for a while..."
"What are you talking about? Shut up." Chen Han glared at him fiercely.
Lu Yu obediently closed his mouth.
Chen Han hesitated for a moment, stood up, whispered a few words to the three children next to him, and then walked towards Zhou Ping together.
"Senior Sword Saint." Chen Han called him softly.
Zhou Ping closed his eyes and did not wake up.
"Senior Sword Master?" Chen Han's voice was a little higher.
Zhou Ping slowly opened his eyes, thick bloodshot eyes clung to them, his lips were bloodless, and he looked extremely haggard.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Chen Han smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed it to Zhou Ping.
"I don't know how to smoke." Zhou Ping shook his head.
"Senior Sword Master, this smoke is good for your current situation..."
"I don't know how to smoke." Zhou Ping repeated, and then pointed to the three children next to him, "And there are children here, so you can't smoke either."