Nine hundred and eleven chapters begging for death
The world of Dugu Wudi's Sword is like a world that has just been reborn but is about to die.
There is no life in this world, only silence.
Desolation, despair, hesitation and end...
Bai Ye stood in the center of this world, surrounded by countless swords. Each sword was a sword that Dugu Wudi had seen before.
From the initial wooden sword, iron sword, bronze sword to the final fairy sword, divine sword, magic sword, and at the end, he returned to the wooden sword he used in the beginning.
But now.
All the swords were broken.
They seem to be in the same state of mind as their owners.
If the heart dies, the sword will break.
"Is this the true solution to Brother Dugu's swordsmanship?"
Bai Ye exhaled and stepped forward, but every step felt like a sword piercing his heart.
Suddenly, a crack formed under his feet and continued to spread outward. In the blink of an eye, the entire sword world was like broken glass, devastated.
"When a swordsman first learns about the sword, he regards it as a weapon for self-defense. Over time, he regards it as the basis of his life. If he has a sword, he will feel at ease, but if he does not have a sword, he will feel panic. As time goes by, he will regard it as a weapon to survive.
As his understanding becomes more refined, he gains a preliminary understanding of the way of the sword, and will regard the sword as his best friend, believing that the sword has spirituality. But this only exists in the middle stage of understanding the sword."
"A supreme swordsman's feeling for the sword is no longer limited to weapons. He is as simple as a close friend. In their hearts, the sword is invisible, capable of ever-changing, and capable of doing whatever they want. When they reach the highest realm, the so-called sword
, in fact, it is no longer a sword, but more like a drop of blood in your body, a hair outside your body, or an idea in your heart. What is truly limited in people's thinking is not their vision, but the shackles given to them by the world.
, if you want to sprint to a higher realm, you can only transcend the world by constantly breaking through the shackles of the world. Isn’t everything in this world like this?"
Dugu Wudi's voice floated out, reverberating back and forth in this world of swords, like a divine voice.
Bai Ye sat down cross-legged and understood carefully that although Dugu Wudi lost to him, it was only limited to his soul power. His understanding of the sword and the skill of the sword, I am afraid that several Bai Ye combined could not defeat Dugu Wudi.
"Brother Bai Ye, your talent is very good. Although you have not practiced swordsmanship for a long time, I believe that your achievements in the future will definitely be better than mine. Although I have adhered to swordsmanship over the years, I have not been able to keep my mind clear of distracting thoughts.
I was distracted by worries, so that I could not explore the realm of the supreme sword god for thousands of years. This is also my regret."
Dugu Wudi shook his head and sighed.
"Brother Dugu, we are born with seven emotions and six desires. Why do we abandon these desires when our realm is high? Bai Ye's realm is short and shallow, and we don't know. It's quite puzzling." Bai Ye said calmly.
Dugu Wudi was silent for a while, and made a wry smile: "I don't know, maybe it's just an attitude. Only by having no desires and pursuits can you pursue the great road. I don't know who put it forward, but without desires and pursuits, you will always pursue something.
Let’s get it over with.”
Silent in the white night.
Gradually, the world collapsed.
All the broken swords were submerged into the abyss that was as ferocious as the mouth of a demon.
Bai Ye raised his eyes and looked up, and his vision was gradually covered by the darkness of despair. When he opened his eyes again and returned to the duel stage, only a breath had passed.
At this breath, Dugu Wudi seemed to have aged countless times, and his hair had turned gray. He smiled weakly at Bai Ye.
"Brother Bai Ye, can you promise me something?"
"Say." Bai Ye looked solemn.
"If... I mean if, you win this battle of Shenwu... When you become stronger in the future and can already control the fate of the two continents, can you... not invade the Shenwu Continent?"
Dugu Wudi said while panting.
This may be one of his purposes for passing on the true knowledge of swordsmanship to Bai Ye.
Bai Ye was slightly startled, but soon his expression returned to normal.
He nodded: "I promise you."
"Thanks."
After saying that, he turned around and staggered towards the representative team.
"I surrender."
Three pale words came out of his mouth.
"Nine Souls Continent wins!"
The unknown old man opened his cloudy eyes and made a deep voice.
In an instant, the Nine Souls team was in a state of excitement.
People laughed, shouted excitedly, and everyone was chanting one name.
white night.
But at this moment, Bai Ye didn't feel any joy at all. He turned around, looked at Dugu Wudi's lonely figure, and said nothing for a long time.
He knew that this was the last time he would see Dugu Wudi.
Dugu Wudi inherited the true knowledge of swordsmanship, but it also consumed all his strength. His heavenly soul began to shrink, his soul veins began to dry up, and he looked like a person on the verge of death. Even walking into the audience seat seemed to have been spent.
The strength to feed her milk was faltering.
Everyone in Shenwu Continent stared at him with disgust, hatred and disdain. No one had a smile on their face, as if Dugu Wudi was the great enemy who killed their whole family.
"If you had used divine paper, the situation would not be like this."
Finally, a hoarse voice floated over.
"If I use the magic paper, even if I win, I won't be happy." Dugu Wudi shook his head and said calmly: "This is not a fair duel in the first place, and this duel is the most unfair to Dugu Wudi in my life.
A shameful duel."
"Then have you ever thought that this duel will also be the last duel in your life?"
Finally, he raised his head. Under the dim cloak, there seemed to be a pair of eyes that could see through everything in the world.
"I'm mentally prepared." Dugu Wudi smiled lightly.
That smile is so free and easy.
He had already thought of everything and understood the consequences of what he had done.
"Um."
Finally he nodded and his eyes fell on Jin Shou.
The palm of a golden hand is like a bright mirror, how can you not know it.
He stood up and announced loudly in front of everyone's attention.
"Dugu Wudi, who communicated with the people from outside the mainland, deliberately taught martial arts to the outsiders, betrayed the mainland, and is now sentenced to death by this palace!"
After the voice fell, Jinshou remained silent for three breaths, staring at Dugu Wudi: "Do you have any objections?"
"What can I do if I have objections? Isn't this Judgment Palace your dictatorship?" Dugu Wudi laughed.
A trace of annoyance flashed across Jin Shou's eyes, and he shouted: "Where is the law enforcement team?"
"exist!"
Several law enforcement officers rushed over.
"Behead without mercy!" Golden Hand roared.
In an instant, several golden knives split open and sank into Dugu Wudi's body.
The desolate laughter stopped instantly.
Dugu Wudi looked at the devastated world calmly and slowly closed his eyes.
Alone and invincible, he died.
And Bai Ye closed her eyes at the same time.
The Shenwu Continent cannot tolerate losers, let alone people like Dugu Wudi.
What they want is profit. When have they ever thought about having a clear conscience? Anyone who hinders them will be eradicated.
The people on Jiuhun's side also fell silent.
"Who's next?"
Bai Ye took a deep breath and shouted lightly.
"Bai Ye, you'd better admit defeat. It's impossible for you to continue fighting in this state. Fighting again is just a waste of time. I don't want to kill you. You can commit suicide and let you die with some dignity!"
An indifferent voice came from within the Shenwu representative team.
People looked around one after another, only to see a man in golden armor with his arms folded across his chest, looking majestically at Bai Ye.
"Ranked third on the God of Killing list, Holy Martial!"
"It is said that he has reached the pinnacle of martial arts. If the Rakshasa girl is not good at using conspiracy and tricks, she may not be his opponent!"
"This person can destroy mountains and rivers with the wave of his hand, and level the sea with just one breath. He is truly a man of great supernatural power!"
"If Bai Ye continues to choose to fight, there will only be death!"
People from the Shenwu Continent said one after another.
The Nine Souls people were also excited. The representative team was divided into two groups. One group thought that Bai Ye should take a break and come down to rest. The other group thought that they would lose if they retreated. It was to no avail. The two groups were quarreling.
"Bai Ye! Come down!"
At this moment, a pure and pure figure stood up and shouted to Bai Ye.
Bai Ye turned around, and it was the saint who spoke.
She can be said to be the only one besides Byakuya and Higanka who has won a match. However, her battle was also very difficult. She was injured and her soul energy was not consumed much. Even if it eased for a while, she still had to fight against her opponent.
Ranked third on the God of Killing list, everyone knows that he will definitely die.
"Lord Saint, you have already fought a battle, so let me do it!" At this time, another person stood up and shouted to Bai Ye: "Dragon Lord, please come back to rest first, and let me go ahead.
Meet the Shenwu mainlanders for a while!"
"Zhang Jiu, just forget it. How can your strength be on the stage? Let me go!" Another person stood up and said with a smile.
"Don't be ridiculous. You are not strong enough. If you go there, you will just die and be wiped out as soon as you meet. It's better to let me go. I major in the physical body. I can support you a little and buy more time for the Dragon Lord to recover!"
Another strong man stood up with a rough voice.
Many hot-blooded men stood up one after another, blushing and shouting.
People were stunned.
Which of those who dare to stand up is not prepared to die?
Bai Ye was slightly startled.
He didn't expect so many people to stand up.
This is a battle to the death...
He closed his eyes and couldn't help but smile.
"I'm very pleased."
He opened his mouth, and people stopped arguing and looked at him.
However, he still turned his gaze away and stared at Shengwu over there.
"But... your strength is too poor. You should go back and practice hard. The battle here belongs to me! You are not qualified yet!"
What arrogant words.
But at this moment, no one thought he was crazy.
"If Dragon Lord can survive, he will have a bright future, but he..." Someone opened his mouth with tears in his eyes.
Everyone was speechless.
But Wen Baiye burst out with a domineering and shrill roar.
"Shengwu, get down!!"
When the voice fell, all the Shenwu people were shocked.
Bai Ye is determined to fight the Holy Martial Arts.
Shengwu's face was cold and his eyes were domineering. He walked out of the auditorium without saying a word...