The hand-to-hand fight in the sea was even bloodier than the fight on the mast. At this point, the competition was no longer about sword skills, but about will!
Now, whoever is more indifferent to life has the advantage!
There is no round, only the long sword comes out, and the bloody hole appears! There is no blocking, the competition is only vitality and willpower!
Lou Xiaoyi's long sword plunged deeply into Mubei's chest, but was clamped and unable to pull it out; Mubei's long sword was stuck in Lou Xiaoyi's abdominal cavity, and was also tightly clamped!
The two people faced each other and began the last communication in their lives.
Mubei has completely understood that after all this, at the last moment of his life, many things began to loosen their seals.
"Kendo! This is my ideal! When the era changes, it is when Kendo ascends to the innate path! All of this has been planned for a long time. It is not only my wish, but also the wish of all swordsmen! I have also received many gold medals in the sky.
Immortal’s tacit approval!
What right do you, a disciple of the younger generation, have to risk the world's disapproval when the Taoist system is in danger of life and death? If I am in trouble now, you will not give up even if you die!"
Lou Xiaoyi was unmoved, "Bullshit! Crow Ancestor even wants to drag down his morality to the human world, will he allow the swordsmanship to be superior?"
The sword is spirit, unyielding, resistance, and fearlessness! It should not become the innate avenue. If it becomes one day, what will this world of cultivation become?
If not being afraid of power becomes a kind of law or a great way, it will no longer have its original flavor, because it will become controllable, manipulable, and swayable!
Will there be a future for a manipulable spiritual will? That is the true decline of kendo!
A sword can only last forever in the human world!"
Lou Xiaoyi said word by word, "I don't care who you are! Do you possess a trace of the sword intent of the Crow Ancestor? Do you have someone behind the scenes? You must die today!"
Because I don’t allow anyone to blaspheme the sword in the slightest!
Even if all the sword ancestors in Xuanyuan are gathered together, and the great crow ancestors are gathered into a pile, I can kill them without fail!
Kendo no longer belongs to a certain person! A certain orthodoxy! It should belong to all those independent creatures in the universe who are not afraid of violence, have a free heart!
Now, who do you think you are? Do you think you are the one who started the change of the era?
Damn, you are worthy of being a clown who is manipulated by others?"
Mubei was in a trance. He suddenly realized that he was not as awake as he thought. Is this a dream? A dream within a dream? So, who is he?
Once a spiritual consciousness like his has doubts about himself, because he has no body to rely on, he will often collapse faster!
Lou Xiaoyi was told the truth like this, but it was just doubts and did not touch the root. But he failed. He has been in the dream for tens of thousands of years and has had countless dreams. It is this belief that supports him, and now it is facing collapse!
In his belief, there is a template for his own existence! He is one of the thirty-six great masters in the sky! Over tens of thousands of years, he continued to deepen this impression of himself until he completely substituted himself into one of them.
Go!
Now, the junior who was put into the role says that he is not! He is not qualified! He is not worthy!
He couldn't bear such insults and doubts! It meant that he had wasted tens of thousands of years here just for an unreal and fictitious goal!
The mental breakdown made it impossible for him to hold on physically. When he could no longer maintain his will, he no longer showed the ruthless iron-bloodedness of a swordsman!
Lou Xiaoyi's long sword could no longer be clamped, and he allowed the long sword to slowly cut through his body, but he could not think of resisting.
Lou Xiaoyi kept talking, "Role-playing? Are you too involved in the role? It's just an ordinary bad guy. You have to play the protagonist. What do you think?"
You must look in the mirror before acting! Don’t you have some idea of whether you are beautiful or ugly?
Some existences are irreplaceable, some rays of light can never be obscured, and some glory can never be erased!
The distance between you and greatness, even if greatness has become a legend, can never be compared! Even if you join his orthodoxy and become his descendant, you may not have the conditions!
Do you dare to play tricks here?"
Through the feeling on the sword, Lou Xiaoyi clearly knew that the other party was on the verge of collapse!
So he twisted his hands harder and shouted: "Why don't you reveal yourself quickly? Try to get leniency?"
After drinking this, Mubei faced the moment of death again. The past could no longer be concealed and suddenly came to mind. The situation came from the heart. At the last moment of his life, he finally found himself and finally understood who he was!
The place where Lou Xiaoyi's long sword pierced was no longer a human body, but a head of Xiang Liu!
In ancient times, there was a willow tree with a nine-headed snake body and a tiger-spotted human face. It sucked mountains and turned its mouth into lake. It was the top predator among the ancient beasts.
The state of sea water is originally the best place for ancient wonders like him to recover, but although this is the sea, it is something simulated by the spirit fox's illusion. It does not have the true meaning of the sea, so the loss of life is slightly weakened, but it cannot be restored.
fundamental!
But even so, facing such a willow in the sea, Lou Xiaoyi, who has no cultivation strength, is not something that Lou Xiaoyi can compete with. Not to mention that he has nine heads, just one is enough for him to drink a pot.
He secretly screamed bad luck, how could he guess that he had actually swindled such a thing? But as soon as the thing appeared, he roughly understood its origin, and he had to continue to swindle, otherwise there would be no existence like him in the vast sea.
, they are just other people’s toys!
"Ms. Xianggong! You just chose a dead Xiangliu, and you dare to come out and cheat based on the little knowledge you have learned from the Kendo Monument? Do you know what this will bring to your Xiangliu clan? What will it bring to the ancient beasts?
What?"
The nine heads of Xianggong shook together, one of them grabbed him, and the other eight heads gathered in front of him. Dozens of pairs of vicious and indifferent snake eyes stared at him, and the stench hit his nostrils!
"I don't know what I will bring to the ancient beast, but I know what I will bring to you!"
Lou Xiaoyi has a big head. He brought it upon himself, so he couldn't just kill him. He had to talk so much nonsense to get himself into such an embarrassing situation.
But he still said stubbornly, "I have fulfilled my promise and told you who I am!"
The husband let out a sharp roar, and the forest fox was in a fantasy world. The world has its own mind. You are what you think you are, and what he thinks you are is what you think you are. For tens of thousands of years, he has thought that he is a human being, and he is still the thirty-six greatest human beings.
He is one of the dish tyrants, so even though he is in the dreamland, he is still proud in his heart and looks forward to the moment when the king will return one day.
But now, Jianxiu has indeed fulfilled his promise, but the truth makes him overwhelmed! You will never understand the pain of a proud human being who discovers that he is actually a monster.
