An even more astonishing darkness also swept in. Two streams of black blood actually flowed out of Yu Xingyang's eyes, which were dull and hollow.
Ding Meng knew that this was the strange poison of Bai Pinghai and his daughter. If Yu Xingyang did not use the source energy to the maximum, he might still be able to control it. Once it speeds up, the blood will also speed up. Now the poison has spread to his eyes, and his
Both eyes have gone blind.
But his expression was still very calm. He slowly put Cheng Wen's body down and then sat down cross-legged again.
Ding Meng crawled over and called carefully: "Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu..."
The cold wind blew through the dead forest, and Yu Xingyang still had that carefree and uninhibited expression on his face: "Ding Meng, do you know the war song of the herdsmen of our demonic country outside our territory?"
Ding Meng nodded quickly: "I know, it's the song "Heroic Blood"."
Yu Xingyang said proudly: "Ding Meng, can you play a song for me?"
Ding Meng took a deep breath. Although he didn't know what Yu Xingyang meant, he didn't hesitate at this time. He took out the emerald green bone leaf from his arms and put it to his mouth.
The performance this time was different from the last time on the Kyoto River. "Original Scenery of Hometown" was full of tranquility, softness and sadness, but "Heroic Blood" was filled with determination, sonority and heroism.
As soon as the music started to sound, Yu Xingyang also sang heartily. The two voices spread far away and echoed deep in the mountains. At this time, Long Yao, who had just walked to the Lingxian Gate Pavilion, finally heard:
A hero swears to shed blood and is not afraid of thick frost and snow;
Live with pride and loyalty, and let your name be remembered for centuries to come;
The fire will last for thousands of years, and the glory will remain after I am buried;
For a hero, it is enough to be shining brightly in the past;
Oh----
Right and wrong, advancement and retreat, life and death, I have already seen through them;
ah----
If you are looking for a good confidant, what else do you want in this life?
With my hands, I can change the spring and autumn of generations;
Unfeeling love, proudly walking through thousands of mountains to win or lose without any regrets...
…
After the song ended, Ding Meng put down the green bone leaf, and was horrified to find that Yu Xingyang's whole body was surrounded by a bright white flame. His whole body was like a demon in the underworld. He didn't know that this was a strange thing from the foreign demon country.
One of the techniques, it instantly increases combat effectiveness by doubling at the cost of completely burning one's origin.
"run----"
Bai Pinghai suddenly broke away from the support of everyone, shouted this word with all his strength, and then rushed towards Yu Xingyang.
He had seen this miraculous trick, and he knew that Yu Xingyang was deliberately sacrificing himself to save Ding Meng, so he rushed forward desperately, hoping to sacrifice himself to save his daughter and disciples.
It's a pity that it's too late, Yu Xingyang is completely like a humanoid with bright white pupils.
As soon as his eyes flashed, Bai Pinghai's head was raised high, and there was a "click" sound in his throat. The hero's knife had hooked his chin and lifted him up.
The dark golden sword light flashed again, Bai Pinghai's head fell to the ground, and the body tilted to the side, spurting blood.
Zhan Long, Zhan Yi, Cheng Wu, and Bai Ling were so frightened that they had no courage to fight again, so they turned around and ran towards the river.
This scene is one that Ding Meng will never forget. He can no longer see the pupil of light. All he can see is a piece of white light covering it like a rain curtain, in which the dark golden hero's knife pours like gold threads in the rain curtain.
, more like a rain of fairy stars falling from the night sky.
Three seconds later, the four living people were automatically dismembered with a "click-click". Their severed arms and legs were flying all over the sky. The blood formed an extremely dense blood mist, which condensed at the riverside and never dispersed for a long time...
This battle was too tragic and cruel, but this world has always been like this. If Ding Meng fell into their hands, his end might be even more tragic than this.
Yu Xingyang's true body has appeared. He is leaning under the rock by the river where he came from, panting feebly.
At this moment, he was dozens of years older, his hair was white, his skin was gray and dark, and his whole body was gradually shrinking.
"Mr. Yu! Mr. Yu!" Ding Meng rushed over.
Yu Xingyang could no longer see the world. He suddenly smiled and said: "Twenty years ago, I saw Yaoyao off on this grassland, but I know that we will still meet here twenty years later.
Yaoyao, do you think so?"
Ding Meng was shocked. A white shadow fell from the sky and quickly fell to the rock. Long Yao immediately supported Yu Xingyang: "Brother Xing, brother Xing, cheer up and take my immortal medicine..."
Yu Xingyang smiled. He did not go to take the elixir. He just stretched out his right hand that was as withered as a claw and gently stroked Long Yao's beautiful face: "I knew you would come. I have never missed it in my life."
people."
Long Yao's tears immediately burst into her eyes and she gently held his hand.
The purpose of sending her up the mountain twenty years later was to reunite with her twenty years later. He finally saw her twenty years later, but this was the last time. Yu Xingyang would never see her face again.
Yu Xingyang murmured and sighed: "What a blessing it is to get together, what a sorrow to say goodbye, what joy it is to live, what pain it is to die..."
This is the verse engraved on the hero's knife. This is his life. He had had this premonition a long time ago. However, when he read it now, Yu Xingyang's expression was indescribable. He raised the knife tremblingly:
"The first time I saw this knife, I knew that my destiny would be changed by it. Just as the first time I saw you, I knew that this life must belong to you. The second time I saw this knife,
I have a feeling that my life will end soon, and it will definitely end on this piece of grass where we met back then. I will definitely see you again..."
This is indeed a wonderful prediction, so he has been searching hard for his elder brother, Ding Wenhe, and this heroic knife for the past seven years. He knows that they have a mysterious connection with him. Now he finally found it. It turns out that
This is fate.
But he still smiled and said: "But I am satisfied!"
Both Ding Meng and Long Yao can understand this. He loved deeply and was deeply loved by others; he was brilliant and dimmed; he pursued and lost; he also devoted himself to the inheritance of the heroic knife.
Precious life, but he has no regrets because his life is already full of meaning.
Yu Xingyang held Long Yao's hand tightly again: "Yao Yao, after I leave, please escort brother Ding Meng to Yu Mo Villa in the extraterritorial demon country and hand him over to my tribe. This is my last wish.
.”
Long Yao had long since burst into tears, unable to speak.
Yu Xingyang raised the knife again: "Ding Meng!"
Ding Meng had already knelt on the ground: "Mr. Yu!"
Yu Xingyang said: "I wonder if I, Yu Xingyang, can be considered a half-descendant of this heroic knife?"
Ding Meng also burst into tears: "No one is more qualified than Mr. Yu. I should call Mr. Yu Brother Yu. Brother Yu's kindness to me will never be forgotten by Ding Meng. Mr. Yu is truly the best swordsman in the world."
.”
Yu Xingyang finally showed a satisfied smile. He slowly stretched out the knife and said the last words in his life:
"Ding Meng, this heroic knife...please don't let down everyone who has paid for it..."
Ding Meng solemnly took the knife, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Yu Xingyang respectfully.
However, when he raised his head again, Yu Xingyang's breathing had stopped, and his whole person seemed to have turned into ashes.
"Brother Xing! Brother Xing!"
"Mr. Yu..."
Ding Meng and Long Yao's exclamations echoed throughout the countryside, but the only answer they received was the cold wind in the cold night.
The cold wind passed by ruthlessly, ashes danced on the ground, and Yu Xingyang's ashes had dissipated in the wind.
This generation of masters was amazingly talented and famous all over the world during his lifetime, but he left nothing behind after his death. Perhaps the wind is his destination, so that he can play freely and run carelessly until the end of the world.
the end of...
…
"Shua————"
Ding Meng exited the intermediate consciousness space. On the dark and cold beach of the wooden house, the shadow was standing on the rock, staring at the rising tide, holding a green bone leaf and playing the song "Hero's Blood".
The music is still sonorous and powerful, spreading out across the vast sea, with a sense of heroism and no regrets when a hero leaves.
After a long time, the shadow slowly turned around and bowed gently to Ding Meng.
In Ding Meng's eyes, the shadow seemed not to be a shadow, nor to himself, but to Yu Xingyang, because Mr. Yu's glorious image was forever engraved in his heart.
"I wonder if this sword of mine is the best sword in the world this time?" Yu Xingyang's chic and proud expression seems to be vivid in his mind.
Ding Meng silently replied: "Yes!"
Xuying's expression seemed to be as free and uninhibited as Mr. Yu: "I wonder if I, Yu Xingyang, can be considered the successor of this heroic knife?"
Ding Meng nodded solemnly: "Forget it!"
The shadow bowed slightly again and finally turned into light and disappeared.
Xiao Ai spoke up: "Act5570, congratulations on successfully building the eighth origin."
Ding Meng naturally knew that he had succeeded. Now a fiery red origin appeared in the brain center. It was completely connected with the seven points in the heart. At the same time, it also formed a dotted line with the area of "Diamond Melting Star Technique". The whole
It seems that there is a long sword hidden in the body now. The hilt is the heart, but the tip of the sword is in the brain. The reserve of source energy is more abundant, and the fluctuations are more powerful. The whole person seems to be surrounded by layers of fiery red energy.
, spreading the luster outward in circles...
However, he didn't look happy.
The little bad guy sighed silently. Only now did she realize that the memory of not changing her choice was so tragic, so tragic, and so heroic. It turned out that these people were fighting for Ding Meng to survive today.
"Ding Meng, don't live up to Mr. Yu's kindness." The little bad guy comforted him.
Ding Meng also nodded silently: "Xiao Ai, how long did it take me to practice this time?"
Xiao Ai said solemnly: "Our estimate was 65 days, but this construction took 702 hours, 31 minutes and 09 seconds. You completed it ahead of schedule and in one go, which is worthy of praise."
Ding Meng pondered and said: "Is the certification exam about to begin?"
The little bad guy was in high spirits: "Just today."
