Chapter 1391: A Sad Song

This is an extremely moving picture, Yang Feng is calculating others at the same time, calculating himself, he turned into a blood mist, and his bones are gone.

A strong sense of shock hit the hearts of Jiang Feng and the others, and several people were slightly uneasy.

"Can I do it?" Jiang Feng asked himself.

Yang Feng's behavior, in addition to his resentment and unwillingness to accept the status quo, is also burdened with the expectations and pressure of a family, to a certain extent, if the curse from the bloodline cannot be lifted, such a family with endless glory in the past, after all, one day, will fall apart.

At the end of the day, the rule of this world is that the strong are respected.

And the Avatar Cultivator, no matter how amazing and glamorous, is too weak after all, let alone protecting a whole family, even his own body, it is often difficult to preserve.

So in the end, Yang Feng went to such a road, his life is very exciting, but his life is destined to be a tragedy.

Jiang Feng asked himself such a question, he was asking himself, if he was in Yang Feng's position, how to do it, and soon he smiled helplessly, and suddenly realized that if he was Yang Feng, in the end, he would also come to such a step. The path is the same, and there will be no difference in nature.

After Yang Feng sacrificed himself, the speed of the explosion of many monks who were prostrate on the ground increased suddenly, and the explosions rang out one after another, and in the blink of an eye, there was no living person in the huge square except for Jiang Feng and the four of them.

Jiang Feng saw Shen Chen, and also saw Xu Zhou who appeared with Shen Chen, this was the only two people he had contact with among the many monks, his fate was overturned, and his ambition was annihilated.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled, the infinite phantom approaching the substance, and he blinked his eyes, and the vicissitudes of life and ancient aura emanated from the depths of his eyes.

But the eyes were extremely empty, without a trace of emotion at all, and they looked wooden, as if they had long been isolated from the seven emotions and six desires in the world.

"Who is calling me, who is deceiving my Yang family!"

The dull sound suddenly came out, it was an idea, and it pierced directly into the minds of Jiang Feng and the four of them, and it immediately made Yun Qi and the three of them scream, bleeding from the seven orifices, and the pain was unbearable.

Jiang Feng was also uncomfortable, within the dantian, the Ten Heavenly Seals were rotating rapidly, and forcibly suppressing them was the only way to maintain the clarity of the mind.

"You are already dead and do not exist in the world, so why are you so obsessed...... If you have any regrets that you haven't completed, the juniors are willing to do it for you!" After thinking about it, Jiang Feng said in a deep voice.

"Get out!"

Another thought exploded in Jiang Feng's mind, and an indescribable coercion suppressed it.

"Buzz!"

The bloodthirsty sword flew out on its own, spilling sword intent, and slashing sword after sword was the only way to prevent Jiang Feng's body from collapsing in an instant.

"Huh?"

Jiang Feng stared at the bloodthirsty sword and looked at it, in the familiarity, there was a slight sense of strangeness, he was connected to the bloodthirsty sword, and he could feel that after the bloodthirsty sword was touched, something was resurrected.

At the beginning, Jiang Feng and Xiao Ke had never had such a situation, and the current touch made Jiang Feng's heart tremble, which clearly showed that this peerless monk was even stronger than Xiao Ke.

You must know that Xiao Ke, as a monk of the Great Perfection in the late stage of refining the void, is also a stone's throw away from breaking through the realm of merging, and this person is just a monk who transforms into a god.

How terrifying is it that a cultivator who transforms into a god, a monk who surpasses the Great Perfection in the late stage of refining the void, and a peerless power that approaches the realm of merging?

"Is that what the word peerless means?" Jiang Feng said in his heart.

At this moment, he finally completely understood what kind of meaning the four words of peerless monk represented.

This is an invincible power, contrary to the principles of heaven, and exists against the world, could it be that it is precisely because of this that he cannot survive against the sky, and even affect future generations?

In an instant, many associations popped up in Jiang Feng's mind, and he vaguely understood what was going on with the bloodline curse that shrouded the descendants of the Yang family like a shadow.

Ordinary monks cultivate, step by step, cultivation touches the barrier, and the breakthrough is a matter of course, but the bloodline of the Yang family is very different.

Their cultivation in the early stage of the Transformation Realm was not much different from that of other monks, but when they reached the stage of the Transformation Stage, they became completely different.

For thousands of years, the people of the Yang family have not given birth to a cultivator who refines the void, it is really because the bloodline is too domineering, and they can continue to cultivate without restrictions in the stage of the transformation stage, so that it becomes unattainable to enter the refining period of the void refining period.

And this may be the origin of the name of the peerless god monk, but unfortunately, no one in the descendants of the Yang family has ever understood the true meaning of the word peerless, which has led to the development of the Yang family to this day, and there is a dilemma.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng sighed inexplicably, in fact, this was also the reason why this peerless cultivator was too radiant, so that the descendants could not surpass.

Such a glory, full of glory, partial life is also the culprit of the Yang family's current situation, the so-called blessing and misfortune are nothing more than that.

"The seniors, the juniors are sincere. After thinking about it, Jiang Feng said again.

Yang Feng worked hard to make the layout, but there was no way to resurrect the peerless monk, he was too powerful to be allowed between heaven and earth, unless the laws and principles of heaven and earth were reversed, it was possible to resurrect him.

But in terms of Yang Feng's means, being able to do this step is already the limit, how can he change the truth of heaven and earth?

At this time, what was resurrected was an idea, Jiang Feng preferred to call it an obsession, the peerless monk's obsession has not disappeared, is it also because of the irreversible existence of the sky back then?

The bloodthirsty sword was touched, and Jiang Feng quietly had a meaningless feeling about his own kendo path, even in the face of such an existence, his heart was still clear and unmoved.

But if he could avoid fighting with him, Jiang Feng was naturally reluctant to fight him.

"Who are you?"

A slightly confused voice came into Jiang Feng's mind.

"The younger generation is just a nobody, how can he get into the eyes of the seniors, but if the seniors have a long-cherished wish, the younger generations must do their best. Jiang Feng said earnestly.

"Oh, how can I trust you?" the voice asked, majestic and unquestionable, a simple question, which was directed at Jiang Feng's heart.

Jiang Feng knew that this question did not need to be answered, so he waited quietly, and after a while, a sigh came.

"What is the current situation of my Yang family?" the voice asked.

"I don't know. Jiang Feng shook his head.

"Presumptuous, dare to deceive me Yang Qingyi!" The sound of cold drinking burst out, deafening.

"I met Yang Feng, a descendant of your Yang family, but I didn't dare to hide it. Jiang Feng said with a wry smile.

This Yang Qingyi's means are all over the world, but in front of him, Jiang Feng is also impossible to get an axe, and it is definitely not a pleasant thing to provoke him a little carelessly.

"Are you a sword cultivator?" Suddenly, Yang Qingyi asked.

"Exactly. Jiang Feng nodded.

Yang Qingyi didn't pay attention to Jiang Feng at all, he looked at the bloodthirsty sword in Jiang Feng's hand, and his empty eyes were quietly changing.

Suddenly, as soon as Yang Qingyi stretched out his hand in the void, a picture appeared there, in the endless darkness, the stars were all over, it was the extraterrestrial universe.

The cosmic void, slashing through a streamer, it was a sword, and the blade of the sword was incomparable......

The picture came to an abrupt end, and Jiang Feng didn't know anything about what happened next, but such a short picture had already shocked Jiang Feng to the point of being incomprehensible.

Because, the sword in the picture is the bloodthirsty sword.

"This?"

As early as when he was on Earth, Jiang Feng knew that the Bloodthirsty Sword was extraordinary, but he had never connected it with the cultivation world, let alone that Yang Qingyi had actually seen the Bloodthirsty Sword.

Moreover, since Yang Qingyi manifested such a picture, it undoubtedly means that he has not only seen the bloodthirsty sword, but also has an extremely deep and unforgettable impression of the bloodthirsty sword.

"Senior, please explain. Jiang Feng said in a trance.

"When you should know, you know. Yang Qingyi responded, his expression became a little complicated, as if he was reminiscing and remembering something.

"This sword was obtained by you, and the contract with you was established, which is beyond my expectations...... Your talent is too ordinary, and this sword falling into your hand is no different from the pearl in the dust, but since it is willing, it is fine. Yang Qingyi said slowly.

Jiang Feng felt to himself that although his talent was not very outstanding, it was difficult to describe it in two words...... Yang Qingyi said this, roughly speaking, he was belittling him, but Jiang Feng knew that this was not the case, but the origin of the bloodthirsty sword was too big.

That kind of origin is so big that it is unbelievable, and he can't match it at all.

"That's it, the past is over, why bother, you go to the Yang family for me, tell them that if they are willing to continue to cultivate my inheritance, they will continue to cultivate, if they don't want to, they can join other sects. Yang Qingyi informed.

Hearing Jiang Feng's nod, Yang Qingyi was open-minded, probably because he was touched by Yang Feng's tragic actions, taking into account the bloodline, he didn't want the descendants of the Yang family to sacrifice in vain.

At this moment, there was no movement here, Jiang Feng raised his head, and the phantom disappeared, and at this time, Jiang Feng noticed that the three of Yunqi around him were all waking up from a dream, opening their eyes, and they didn't know what had happened.

"Let's go!" Jiang Feng beckoned.

"Okay, let's go!" Yun Qi and the three of them hurriedly said, too many things have happened, and no one wants to stay here for too long, lest something happen.

This matter is over at this point, and next, Jiang Feng plans to go to the Yang family, but since he has agreed to Yang Qingyi's matter, he naturally wants to deal with it.

"Is he really dead?" Jiang Feng thought thoughtfully.

For some reason, Jiang Feng felt that the mystery of this Yang Qingyi was indescribable, he might really be dead, and the remaining obsession dissipated between heaven and earth, and no longer existed, or perhaps, by mistake, he came back to life and would live again.

"Bloodthirsty Sword?" Jiang Feng used his divine sense to check the Bloodthirsty Sword.

It was no different if the bloodthirsty sword fell silent, but that sword traversed the outer universe and tore through the endless stars, but it was constantly replayed in my mind, lingering!

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