Hearing the words of the main god, the swordsman in cloud-white robes slowly turned his head to look at him. He took a look at the main god and shook his head, "Too weak."
Too weak!
As soon as these words came out, all the gods in the scene were dumbfounded.
Is this guy so arrogant?
The Lord God squinted at the sword cultivator in a white cloud robe and said, "I have seen sword cultivators who are tougher than you, but the final result is that I crushed every one of their bones, and you should be no exception."
The sword cultivator in white cloud robes smiled slightly, "If that's true, that would be great!"
Everyone: "......"
The sword cultivator in white cloud robes said softly: "You will never understand the loneliness of wanting to die but no one can kill you... You are too weak, you don't understand!"
Everyone looked at the sword cultivator like clay sculptures with astonishment on their faces.
Ye Guan's expression froze.
This uncle's words are really hurtful sometimes!
And the main god laughed, "Interesting, really interesting, it's the first time I met someone who wanted to die but couldn't..."
As he spoke, he spread his palms and spread his hands lightly. The heartbeats of everyone in the venue stopped at this moment.
In Ye Guan's sea of consciousness, Zong Xin whispered: "The realm of God..."
"etc!"
At this moment, the owner of Da Dao Brush suddenly stopped the master god.
The Lord God turned to look at the master of the Dao Brush, who stared at the sword cultivator in the distance, "Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator, you should not get involved in this matter."
The Lord God doesn't know how powerful this guy is, but the master of his Dao Pen certainly knows.
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator smiled and said: "I have never thought about getting involved, but since he has spoken, I can't refuse."
The owner of the Daodao pen was puzzled, "Why can't you refuse?"
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator thought for a while, and then said: "I'm familiar with him, but I'm not familiar with you."
The owner of Da Dao Pen: "......"
Xiaoyao Jianxiu turned to look at Ye Guan and said with a smile: "Actually, you don't have to care too much about what your grandfather or father think. You live for yourself, not for them, and in this world, there is nothing
There are more important things than living for yourself.”
Ye Guan was silent.
Xiaoyao Jianxiu suddenly opened his palms, and Ye Guan's eyes widened suddenly. The next moment, his heart burst out of his body and came into Xiaoyao Jianxiu's palm.
Xiaoyao Jianxiu looked at Ye Guan's heart and said softly: "Little guy, can you see it?"
Ye Guan was confused.
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator turned to look at Ye Guan and said with a smile: "There are countless ties in your heart. Every kind of fetter is a kind of distracting thoughts. Every kind of distracting thoughts will affect your swordsmanship...
.... You seem to be a fusion of ten thousand ways, but in fact, every way is full of impurities and not pure at all. Not only that, the fusion of ten thousand ways has actually messed up your state of mind..."
Ye Guan was a little confused and said: "Did I go wrong?"
Xiaoyao Jianxiu stared at Ye Guan, "You are not wrong. What is wrong is not your path, but your thoughts. You have too many distracting thoughts and too many ideas...and, many times, these thoughts are not related to
The distracting thoughts are not the most 'real' thoughts deep in your heart... Little guy, when people live in this world, what other people think is really not very important..."
As he spoke, he paused and then said: "What most people become is not what they want to be, but what they have to be. For me personally, responsibility is the biggest shackles in the world."
Ye Guan said softly: "The real me..."
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator nodded, "Although your grandfather is extreme, he has a distinctive personality and knows exactly what he should do. Therefore, he finally reached the top. Your father has many ideas, but he was also influenced by the outside world in the early stage.
In the end, he truly understood what he wanted...A person must find his 'true self' and live for his 'true self'."
As he spoke, he opened his palms and Ye Guan's heart returned to his body.
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator turned to look at the master of the Dao Brush again, "Master of the Dao Brush, I have no intention of getting involved in the dispute between you and the little guy, but with all due respect, the dispute between you is just like a child's life."
It’s like playing house, I think it’s meaningless whether you win or he wins...”
The owner of the Da Dao Pen looked a little ugly.
Xiaoyao Jianxiu said again: "You are afraid of his rise and his influence on your future orthodoxy, but have you ever thought about it? A truly good orthodoxy and a truly good order will definitely not be afraid of its own people.
If an order begins to be afraid of its own people, it will impose various restrictions on its own people, including restrictions on speech and thoughts..."
As he said that, he shook his head slightly and said, "Master Daodao Pen, I think what you should do is reflect on yourself instead of targeting this little guy. At least for now, this little guy's ideas are still good."
The owner of Da Dao Pen stared at Xiaoyao Jianxiu, "Is this what you really think?"
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator smiled and said: "The seven points of affection are in it."
The owner of Da Dao Pen asked: "Where are the remaining three points?"
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator smiled and said nothing.
After a moment of silence, the owner of the Daodao Brush said: "If you want to intervene, I can't stop you."
Obviously, he is still unwilling to accept it.
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator stared at the master of the Dao Pen, "If you feel unwilling to do so, you can take action. Of course, if you take action, I will naturally not hold back and will definitely kill your body."
The master of the Dao Dao Pen looked extremely ugly. In fact, among the three swords, the one who was the most careless was not Yang Ye or Su Qun, but the one in front of him.
The person in front of him has no relatives and no reason... he doesn't care about fame, profit, or anything else, and he doesn't have any shackles of responsibility... Therefore, he knows that the other party dares to kill him.
I really dare to kill him.
The owner of the Daodao pen retracted his thoughts and asked, "Then how will today's round be calculated?"
This is already asking for peace.
There is no other way.
Now that the big boss has come out, the master of his Daodao pen has no other choice.
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator thought for a while, and then said: "I will kill these people you called, and you can leave. How about a draw?"
The owner of Da Dao Pen said angrily: "Do you think this is fair?"
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator smiled slightly, "Is it fair for you to use your former connections?"
The owner of the Daodao pen laughed angrily, "Doesn't he have one? Don't you count as his connection?"
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator looked at the master of the Dao Pen and said calmly: "I'm not asking for your consent."
"Ha ha!"
The Lord God suddenly laughed, "That's ridiculous, who do you think you are? You..."
Xiaoyao Jianxiu's sword suddenly came out of its sheath.
The speed of this sword was not very fast. Everyone in the field could clearly see it. It was also ordinary and had no sword energy at all.
When the Lord God saw this sword, his eyes were filled with contempt. He opened his palm and was about to take action, but the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, and before he could react, the sword had already penetrated hard.
Between his brows.
boom!
With just one sword strike, the main god was instantly killed.
His eyes were wide open and his face was full of disbelief, because at this moment, he felt that all his divine power had been shattered and wiped away.
How can it be?
This was his first thought!
The strong men in the field were also shocked.
The master of the Daodao Brush looked extremely ugly, "Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator..."
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator swiped his fingers together, and a sword light flew out. Before anyone could react, the strong men behind the master of the Dao Pen were all chopped to pieces with one sword.
All the gods were killed instantly with one sword!
Including the God Hao and King Yan, they were all stunned at the moment when the two gods were killed, because they had no power to resist at all.
Their eyes were wide open when they died, and they never imagined that there could be such a powerful sword cultivator in this world.
Seeing this scene, everyone on Ye Guan's side was stunned.
Especially the man in black robe.
The strength of the cloud-white robed swordsman in front of him was completely beyond his knowledge.
After Gu Pan was shocked, his eyes were filled with enthusiasm.
The master of Daodao Pen stared at Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator, the anger in his eyes seemed to burst out, "Are you still unreasonable? I have already agreed to a draw, you..."
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator turned to look at the master of the Great Dao Brush, "My sword is reason."
The owner of Da Dao Pen: "......"
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator smiled and said: "Master of the Dao Pen, you should actually be grateful to this little guy. Because of this little guy, my brother, Brother Yang and the girl in plain skirt will be patient with you. If you don't have this little guy,
Little brother, they won't care about you so much... In short, we allow you to fight with him, but we will never allow you to bully him with your big one. You should understand this.
"
The master of Daodao Pen laughed, "Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator, I know what the purpose of you three is, but as you said, his heart is now bound by all kinds of things... He is still far away from the level you mentioned.
It’s very far, and do you really think he can go that far?”
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator smiled and said, "What does it have to do with you?"
The owner of Da Dao Pen was furious.
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator: "Master of the Great Dao Pen, please don't attack him again within a hundred years. After a hundred years, everything will be up to you!"
The owner of Da Dao Pen took a deep look at Xiaoyao Jianxiu and said, "That's it."
After saying that, he turned around and disappeared.
After the master of Daodao Brush left, Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator turned to look at Ye Guan and said with a smile: "Your father and I are called brothers, and you are my nephew. To be fair, I have focused on swordsmanship in my life, and everything else belongs to me.
Words are not important, but your grandfather and your father are my friends. As for you..."
Ye Guan bowed respectfully, "Uncle, you will be my uncle forever."
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator smiled and said, "I want to say a few heart-piercing words that will hurt your ears and heart. They are not about your personality, but about your swordsmanship. Since you have chosen to be a sword cultivator, and what's more, you are cultivating the invincible sword spirit."
...Then you must pay attention to the word 'invincible'. Forgive me, uncle, there is no invincibility in you..."
Ye Guan was silent.
Xiaoyao Sword Cultivator smiled slightly, "In this life, the only person your uncle really admires in swordsmanship is the girl in a plain skirt. Your grandfather is still a little behind. Do you know why?"
Ye Guan looked at Xiaoyao Jianxiu, and there were waves in Xiaoyao Jianxiu's eyes, as if he was remembering the past...