Yuanwu has always been a very contradictory person.

He has always been very low-key, or tolerant and plain.

When those people in Bashan Sword Field were in power, he did not show much of his cultivation at all.

Many of those people's swords that are talked about are talked about, many of which are exciting and exciting, and many young practitioners yearn for him are rarely, or only his faint shadow.

Therefore, it is not a pity that many story books and scriptures in the world of practitioners were ordered to burn them after he ascended the throne.

But he undoubtedly had a great desire for success and to make achievements, and to become the unique saint king in history.

He has many more proud moments.

For example, the Sword Field of Bashan made the strongest sect disappear quickly, suppress the army with powerful means, and successfully ascend the throne.

For example, after the Lushan Alliance set aside a sword, he began to call himself a man.

In his opinion at that time, there was no one in the world who could compete with him.

And in all his past, even if he didn't say it, many people could figure it out in private that his most proud thing was naturally to kill Wang Jingmeng, and to pry Wang Jingmeng's corner and get Wang Jingmeng's woman Zheng Xiu.

No matter how intrigue and he ended up fighting, or even in the end, he had to score a life-and-death score, at least in the years when he first ascended the throne, he would feel that Zheng Xiu's choice of him would naturally have emotional factors other than mutual use.

In his opinion, the last disgust over the years was just because Zheng Xiu's ambition was never satisfied and was always expanding, and he was increasingly disappointing Zheng Xiu.

But what is the reality?

It was from the beginning that Zheng Xiu thought he was just a tool to fulfill her ambitions. Zero Nine Novel Network

Or in any aspect, in Zheng Xiu's heart, he is actually not as good as Wang Jingmeng.

Perhaps he had never received any true friendship from Zheng Xiu at all from the beginning, or Zheng Xiu had been regretting and annoyed over the years, so he became more and more disgusted with him and more and more disappointed with reality.

If you don’t ask some things or say some things, there will never be an answer.

But at this time, Yuan Wu thought that those spiritual lotus that were born from the beginning were bathed in the starlight can be the answer to the question.

This answer is like the star energy burning in his body now, and to him, it is like ten thousand ants eating the heart.

Zheng Xiu did not see his shrill smile.

Because she can no longer see it.

She herself relied on poison and secret techniques to return to the light. At this time, all the power in her body rushed out, and she had truly reached the point where the oil was exhausted. Her eyes lost their spirit, and even the water in her pupils was evaporated by the burning breath emitted from her sword.

She was no longer in love and hate at this time.

She had no answer to her own life.

At the end of this, she no longer thought about it.

All thoughts are empty.

She was extremely focused, as if she had put her whole life in this sword.

She took the last step of her life.

This sword is like a road without a return. Zero Nine Novel Network

Zhao Jianlu and Zhao Yi, who were not far from her and Yuanwu, was moved at this time.

Zhao Jianlu's sword intent was originally a desperate sword.

Leave me, forget myself, and go back without a single return.

But even he could not use the sword intent like Zheng Xiu at this time.

Zheng Xiu's sword intent at this time and Zhao Jianlu's sword intent were at its peak, and it was fully perfect.

Yuan Wu smiled shrillly, and he looked at Zheng Xiu fiercely.

But he also found it difficult to see Zheng Xiu's face clearly.

The world in front of him seemed to have been completely ignited by this sword.

The huge furnace fell, making his eyes turn red.

The star energy that was passing through his body like unresolved toxic toxins slowed down his reaction a little.

He swung his sword and slashed horizontally, blocking the sword that was facing Zheng Xiu.

His unprecedented anger could not control the surge of power in his body.

However, there was a crisp sound.

His wrist bone holding the sword could not withstand the collision of the sword intent of both sides and was directly shocked.

He was so painful that he whistled violently. The true energy in his body forced his wrist like several ropes, causing his entire arm to be united with the natal sword in his hand, with the sword force being endless.

when!

The blazing true fire separated in front of him like a wave, and surging like a wall to pass over his head and soles.

Zheng Xiu, along with his sword, was slashed out by his extremely powerful sword.

But at the same time, a crisp sound of click came from his right shoulder.

His right shoulder was so painful that it was heartbreaking.

His right shoulder bones were also broken, and some broken bone stubble even pierced his flesh and blood and drilled out.

"ah!"

He let out a more intense cry of pain.

This scream is like the roar of a wild beast, containing countless emotions, and at most it is unbelievable.

His body trembled constantly due to the pain and violent mood.

The air outside him was burning red.

However, his face was pale and bloodless.

Half of his body was stained with blood, and his right hand could no longer hold his natal sword. The bright yellow sword light fell weakly from his hand.

I don’t know if it’s sweat caused by heat or cold sweat caused by pain.

His hair was soaked with sweat, and his messy hair was bonded together, sticking to his forehead and cheeks.

Yuan Wu has never felt so painful in his life, nor has he been so embarrassed.

Zheng Xiu's body was flying backwards.

Her body is empty.

Because it is empty, it is easy.

She has never lived so easily in her life...if she is happy.

She used all her emotions and her life to this sword, and she was inexplicably happy.

Her consciousness began to disappear.

But a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The scorching fire around her made her feel warm in the end.

She felt like she was closing her eyes in the warm spring sun of Jiaodong County, falling on the hillside full of golden flowers, and falling asleep in the warm fragrance.

Amid Yuanwu's painful cry, there was silence inside and outside the port and even on the river surface far away from the Wei River.

Everyone's eyes did not look at Yuan Wu, but fell on her and on the sword in her hand.

Everyone feels strange.

At this time, Zheng Xiu and the indifference she had always given to anyone was completely different, and she was extremely enthusiastic.

However, her figure quickly faded away from everyone's vision, and only the red little sword was still spitting out the chaotic flames.

Her body began to rupture, transformed into ashes, turning into red fire embers dancing with the flames.

Several cracks appeared in the golden phoenix suit, but did not completely disappear, and slowly fell to the river surface below.

The red sword hovered in the air for a moment.

On the already broken boat, Zhao Yi bowed to Zheng Xiu’s disappearance and bowed.

He could not judge Zheng Xiu's life, but at least in the final battle and this sword made him feel respectful enough.
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