Fang Che finished his impassioned speech.

Breathing with violent chest heaving.

Both eyes are red!

Opposite, Sun Wutian was silent.

He looked at Fang Che with a shocked, shocked, and even enlightened look!

Half a day later.

He actually offered me a cup of tea.

"Drink some water and calm down."

The old devil said kindly.

Fang Che picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp. His emotions were too intense and one cup was not enough.

After taking a few breaths, he finally calmed down: "Disciple... lost his composure!"

Sun Wutian looked at Fang Che with strange eyes and waved his hand: "What kind of gaffe? There is no such thing as a gaffe. It's very good, excellent! It's beyond my expectation! It's perfect!"

"ah?"

Fang Che made a shocked expression.

"Your hatred is much more stable than my hatred."

Sun Wutian was full of emotion, even a little fascinated: "You... hate even the heaven, earth, sun, moon, stars and gods... What the hell, there is no powerful existence that you don't hate..."

"It was enough to hate the Solipsism and the Guardians, but it ended up going beyond that..."

Sun Wutian sighed for a while, and then became lonely: "If I had known that I could hate him so much... Hey, he has been calling God a thief all his life, so I don't know how to hate him..."

"If I had known it earlier, the foundation of the sword would not have been destroyed...it's so damn...young people have good brains."

Sun Wutian sighed sadly.

"Ancestor, my...my sword base...?"

Fang Che asked anxiously.

"Perfect!"

Sun Laomo sighed, but raised his thumb: "Ultimately perfect."

"...Really!?" Fang Che was surprised.

"Really! Damn it!"

Sun Wutian suddenly became angry and cursed: "You are just a born hater who was born to practice the Heavenly Hatred Sword!"

"..."

Fang Che was a little depressed.

This is such a perfect knife base, but it can still be scolded.

But I understand.

"After all, a normal healthy person can understand when facing a disabled person." Fang Che thought to himself.

Sun Wutian was a little surprised and excited, but also a little uninterested.

Apart from envy, there is almost no other word that can describe my psychology.

real.

Now he only feels that his life is a tragedy.

If he had known about Fang Che's thoughts and cultivated his own state of mind, it would have been too late to abolish all the basic skills of Hentian Sword and practice from scratch!

But what now?

If you are completely useless now...that means you are completely useless. If you go out, you are seeking death!

Even if you don't die, it will take more than 10,000 years to climb from the bottom to the top again? And it may not be enough!

Because once the foundation of the sword is destroyed, it is destroyed. To rebuild on a piece of ruins, you must tear down the ruins completely. But the ruins of ten thousand years are still in your heart.

How to clean it cleanly?

This is something that is impossible to do no matter what, and it is impossible to destroy yourself!

Who can understand this kind of speechlessness?

And now, Fang Che has followed him into his own absolute realm, and he doesn't have much time to feel sad here.

Resisting the urge to vomit blood, Sun Wutian stood up feebly: "I will practice the Hatetian Sword for you."

He felt like he didn't even have the strength to hold a knife!

I thought I could teach with enthusiasm, but in the end I encountered brutal suppression! I couldn't help but want to ask: "Is there any justice in this world?!"

Keep your spirits up.

Fang Che practiced the Hentian Sword Technique once and memorized it carefully.

The old devil does have two brushes, and this Heaven-Hateful Sword is really much more powerful than when he used it himself.

Sun Wutian was a little frustrated, because this time when the Hatian Sword was used, he felt something was wrong.

It's not as good as the "Hate the Sky Without Eyes" knife that I practiced for Fang Che just before the conversation.

This is so fucking speechless!

Labor and management have been suppressed by their disciples for who knows how many generations!

After practicing it once, I cursed a thousand words in my heart. Then I took out a piece of inheritance jade pendant and said: "This is the most complete inheritance of the God's Hatred Sword!"

"You can take it and practice it yourself."

As he spoke, he suddenly felt a little angry.

I couldn't help but want to do something.

He grabbed Fang Che, slapped him to the ground, and said fiercely: "I'd better help you!"

Using the most brutal method, he pressed the inheritance jade pendant on Fang Che's forehead with a snap.

The power of the divine soul activated immediately.

There was a bang.

The complete inheritance of Hattian Sword rushed into Fang Che's mind.

The amount of information is really too much!

"ah!!"

Fang Che screamed.

"Bear it!"

Sun Wutian kicked him viciously and cursed: "Why are you howling for the benefit of yours!"

Seeing this guy in such misery and pain, Sun Wutian also felt a sense of joy in his heart, and he felt inexplicably refreshed.

So the input of soul power was increased.

The Hatetian Sword Technique is like the turbulent and crazy impact of a great river entering Fang Che's sea of ​​consciousness.

Fang Che's face was ferocious, and he felt that his sea of ​​consciousness had completely boiled over.

This kind of pain is simply anti-human.

"Ah..." Fang Che screamed ferociously and begged miserably: "Master... I'm about to explode... Ouch, Ouch, Ouch..."

"Don't move! Don't move!"

While Sun Wutian was typing faster, he kicked Fang Che hard with his feet: "I'll create some pain for you elsewhere and distract you from the pain..."

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Fang Che screamed in a voice that was not human.

Fortunately, my mind is still a little clear, otherwise I would have screwed over eight generations of Sun Wutian's ancestors by now!

Your special code is called transferring pain!

This is called adding to the pain, this is called adding insult to injury! Your great-grandmother, your grandma, your horse-riding... your ancestors...

Fang Che's endurance is unparalleled in the world.

But that bastard Sun Wutian deliberately tortured people.

His soul power rushed in together with the inheritance of Hentian Sword Technique, which instantly split Fang Che's soul into three pieces!

And it was torn apart forcefully!

But this old devil is very clever: let Fang Che suffer the greatest pain, but his soul will not be damaged!

There may even be benefits after recovery.
To be continued...