"There is nothing wrong with your revenge, but what is wrong is hurting innocent people. Some people may owe you, but the world does not owe you. This is not the reason for you to take revenge on the world!" Sun Mengxi said.
"Fight?"
Montaigne said: "Truth, truth, whoever wins is correct!"
"That's right, I have studied the world's swordsmanship and turned it into nine moves, called the Nine Swords of Heaven and Man. I want to knock on the door of heaven and man! Take the move!" Sun Mengxi pulled out the fixed light sword, and suddenly endless light condensed, like stars.
It's flashing, like the light of the sun and the moon, gathering together.
"Cihang!"
A sword stabs out, just like the Supreme Buddha thrust out a sword. The speed is not fast, and the power may or may not be strong, but it can be accompanied by a sword stabbing out.
Montaigne felt that time was slowing down.
"No, it's not that time slows down, but that this sword contains the power of the soul, which affects my perception. The world in my five senses becomes slower, so time slows down!" Just as he felt something was wrong, Montaigne held the sword.
, above the sword, sword energy surged one after another.
Buzz!
Suddenly, Li Mu felt as if the sword in his hand was about to be unsheathed, as if he was about to surrender to the supreme king.
Wan Jian returns to his clan.
There are many sword techniques in the world, and Wan Jian Guizong is the most difficult to practice.
The Ten Thousand Swords return to the clan, there are no mysterious killing moves, there are no strange killing moves, there is just one sword strike, the Ten Thousand Swords surrender, and they overwhelm the group of swords.
If I hold the sword, all the swords will give way;
If I abandon the sword, there will be no sword in the world.
"Yes, Wan Jian, who has reached the perfect state, has returned to the sect!" Li Mu nodded.
Buzz!
The fixed lightsaber that was originally stabbing smoothly seemed to be affected, and the attack speed became a little off.
Poof!
Originally the stabbing was aimed at the neck with the lightsaber, but the stabbing was on Montaigne's shoulder, causing a bloody wound.
Montaigne's body swayed slightly, and his skin suddenly became tough, like cowhide; he trembled slightly again, and his shoulders suddenly became slippery. A stabbing sword on the shoulder only left a bloody gash, and he couldn't escape in a moment.
Fire a sure blow.
Wow!
Drops of sweat broke out on the body, as if there was panic and fear.
Just now, Wan Jian returned to his clan and was so shocked that he managed to avoid a fatal blow, but he had already lost one move.
"Dugu!"
Another sword stabbed out. This sword seemed to be extremely dull. It seemed to be extremely lonely. It was like an invincible strong man standing on the top of the mountain. It seemed to be the ultimate. There was no way forward and no way to reach the sky. It seemed that he was facing towards the sky.
Taking one step forward is a cliff and death.
This sword is extremely ordinary.
It was like a swordsman who had just learned swordsmanship and struck out with this sword.
It is a simple sword, but there is no way to dodge it. It seems that all positions are blocked and there is no way to dodge. The only way to resist this sword is to resist it.
It's like a big mountain falling from a high altitude and hitting a swordsman. In the face of such an attack, no matter how many killing moves or subtle moves there are, it will become useless. All calculations, all wisdom, all plans, etc.
Waiting is useless, the only option is to resist.
boom!
There is no skill at all, no fancy collision, simple and violent, violent and unbreakable.
boom!
Montaigne vomited blood from his mouth until it flew out,
The tiger's mouth has been broken, just now it was like a big mountain colliding together, the lungs were severely damaged, veins were broken, blood vessels were shattered, and blood stains seeped out on the skin, as if it had turned into a bloody man.
"Is this the pinnacle sword?"
Montaigne vomited blood from the corner of his mouth, and a deathly gray flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly, Montaigne felt that he had been on the wrong track all these years. He had been thinking of strategies and plotting this and that. It seemed to be very successful. Countless people were tricked to death by him. Before they were tricked to death, they even called him good brother. And he was also obsessed with it.
In this kind of calculation, I can't extricate myself, and I seem to be lost in the pleasure of calculating others.
But it ignored the improvement of strength.
Buzz!
With this kind of understanding, the soul is improving, the realm is rising, breaking the shackles, taking a small step, and becoming a half-step heavenly being.
It's just a small step, but it's a transformation.
It is possible for a fish to transform into a dragon!
"Breaking through in battle and improving your cultivation is the template for the Son of Luck... I just don't know if I can survive until the next episode!" Li Mu thought about it. What about the Son of Luck? Too many Sons of Destiny died along the way.
To a certain extent, because I stand at the top, I have the identity of a son of luck; rather than because I am a son of luck, I stand at the top.
The son of luck is a strange animal. The more oppressed he is, the more powerful his cultivation will be.
There seems to be a law of immortality, and it is very difficult to kill a child of luck.
In other words, before reaching the peak moment, the child of destiny seems to be immortal.
But there are exceptions...for example, if you encounter a son of luck who has stronger luck, your luck, fate, etc. are suppressed, and you may die.
Montaigne is the son of luck!
Sun Mengxi's luck is even stronger.
"Third move, return to hiding!"
Another sword stabbed out, as if Bagua was evolving in it, and then it seemed as if Bagua was reversed and turned into nothingness.
Buzz!
Montaigne counterattacked, wielding the demon-suppressing sword, like the supreme god of war, slashing with one sword, splitting the sky with one sword, dividing the world forever.
In this sword, there is already a hint of heavenly aura. Although it is very weak, less than one thousandth or one ten thousandth, it is like a seed. If you continue to improve this aura and accumulate it, it will eventually change in quantity.
For qualitative change.
However, everything is in vain.
Under the Guizang swordsmanship, everything is nothingness, everything is returned to ruins, and everything is dissipated.
Poof!
A sword stabbed Montaigne's heart, causing it to stir slightly and immediately break his heart.
brush!
He sheathed his sword and stood up. Sun Mengxi was already a hundred steps away.
"What a beautiful sword, it's a pity that I can't see it..." Montaigne said, falling to the ground and dying.
"he died!"
Li Mu asked.
"If you die, if your heart is broken, you will definitely die, even if you are a heavenly being!" Sun Mengxi said, "According to the information, if a heavenly being has his heart broken, he will definitely die. There is no second possibility!"
If you are murderous towards your master, then die!
Is it possible to keep him here for the New Year?
A dead enemy is the best enemy.
"Isn't it because of the abnormality of the heart?" Li Mu asked.
"It doesn't matter if the heart is longer... because his heart is broken..." Sun Mengxi said.
Finally confirmed, Montaigne is dead!
Even though he is the son of luck, even if his luck goes against the heavens, after death, everything will turn into nothingness.
Looking at the corpse, Li Mu was also silent.
Sun Mengxi ignored these, slapped the ground with his hand, and a big pit appeared. He kicked the body into it, buried it with soil, and compacted it... It will be another good spring next year!
ps: The second update is here, please subscribe. Another storyline is over.
A new story is being brewed, and the protagonist will enter the capital next.