At this time, Liu Wenmin's four people had also been killed, and under the broken sword of the third senior brother, he did not panic, his body shook suddenly, his robe was flying, and the sword qi in his body rushed out, spreading out like a bright golden ring.

Liu Wenmin's four people had no way to avoid it, so they could only raise their long swords to resist, but like a mantis arm as a car, they were all slashed by the sword qi on their bodies, making a dull impact sound, and the four of them took off their long swords and fell to the ground in response.

Xue Lan and Senior Brother Li both had blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, and Liu Wenmin and Meng Shi spurted out several mouthfuls of reverse blood one after another.

"With you, dare to do it with me?!hahaha!"

The third senior brother was disdainful of the four of them, but Jiang Liu's performance surprised him very much, he couldn't imagine how a small flea in the realm of a swordsman could suddenly improve the cultivation of a great realm.

Accidents are accidents, and the third senior brother doesn't take it to heart, after all, Jiang Liu still only has the cultivation of the third order of the sword master, and everything is still under his control.

The third senior brother held the broken sword in his hand, and the strong sword qi was injected into the broken sword, urging the killing sword intent, and the sword light skyrocketed to two meters, and walked towards the river again.

"Third Senior Brother, if you slaughter your fellow sect like this, the sect will not let you go!"

Senior Brother Li saw that Jiang Liu was about to be in danger again, and said hurriedly, after all, if Jiang Liu died, I am afraid that all the disciples in the secret land would be slaughtered by the third senior brother.

"Zongmen, I killed all of you, how can Zongmen know what happened here.

As long as I get the Sword Emperor inheritance, the entire Dragon Sword Sect will be mine, hahaha!"

The third senior brother was already less than two meters away from Jiang Liu, his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and the sword on the long sword in his hand was uncertain, and he swept towards Jiang Liu's waist.

Jiang Liu's body flickered, narrowly avoiding the sword, but one of them stood unsteadily and fell to the ground.

The third senior brother didn't stop, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards Jiang Liu's head from top to bottom with a sharp sword.

"You give me death!"

There is no way to avoid the river, and it is really certain to die.

Everyone else had a look of despair on their faces, but they all rushed towards the third senior brother with strong support.

At this time, Liu Wenmin, who was closest to the third senior brother, suddenly pounced on the third senior brother, hugged him from behind, and fell to the side.

The two fell to the ground, and the third senior brother's sword slashed on the ground, cracking the ground and splashing muddy water, but Jiang Liu also escaped this catastrophe.

The third senior brother was annoyed and angry, withdrew the broken sword, and stabbed Liu Wenmin behind him with a backhand from his armpit, Liu Wenmin was pressed under and couldn't dodge at all, and the broken sword stabbed from Liu Wenmin's ribs into his chest and abdomen.

Liu Wenmin spurted out a large mouth of reverse blood, obviously suffering a fatal blow.

Although Liu Wenmin is a little old-fashioned, unlike Meng Shi, who is like-minded with Jiang Liu, he treats people sincerely.

Jiang Liu has since he entered the Dragon Sword Sect, and the first friend he made was Liu Wenmin, Liu Wenmin took care of himself like a brother, Jiang Liu has always regarded him as his eldest brother.

Jiang Liu saw that Liu Wenmin was severely injured and was eager to save him.

He hated the brutal murder of the third senior brother, and the death of some innocent disciples also made his heart ache, and Liu Wenmin was hit hard, completely detonating the madness and murderous intent in Jiang Liu's heart.

At this moment, the blood in Jiang Liu's chest erupted, the killing intent burned the sky, his eyes became blood-red, and his black hair flew in all directions.

Jiang Liu rushed forward regardless of it, and Liu Wenmin saw Jiang Liu rushing towards him, but instead of letting go of his hand, he used his last strength to hug the third senior brother tighter.

The third senior brother was hugged by Liu Wenmin tightly, and before he could draw out the broken sword, Jiang Liu's sharpening sword had already slashed towards the base of his thigh, because he was lying on his side, his legs were still stacked together.

With the strongest blow of resentment, Jiang Liu cut off the legs of the third senior brother, and blood splattered everywhere in an instant.

In the screams of the third senior brother, he let go of the broken sword with his right hand, and with a strong swing, the sword qi gushed out, forming a huge sword arc, and after hitting the grinding sword, he slashed at Jiang Liu's body, Jiang Liu fell several meters and smashed to the ground, bleeding all over his body.

Jiang Liu immediately got up again, and once again frantically rushed towards the third senior brother, sharpening his sword and slashing at the oncoming sword qi.

The sword qi cut on the left side of Jiang Liu's waist and abdomen, and Jiang Liu's waist and abdomen were torn apart instantly, but Jiang Liu didn't seem to be aware of this, and slashed at the waist of the third senior brother with all his strength, and at the same time, he was also knocked out again by the sword qi of the third senior brother, and his right leg was all bloody and blurred from top to bottom.

At this time, Meng Shi had already rushed up and dragged Liu Wenmin aside, Jiang Liu didn't seem to feel the hideous and terrifying injuries on his body at all, and got up, no longer paying attention to the third senior brother who was only half a little cut left, but rushed towards Liu Wenmin.

Jiang Liu looked at Meng Shi expectantly, and Meng Shi was already in tears, and shook his head at Jiang Liu.

"Xiaozheng, can you save him!"

Jiang Liu shouted loudly in his consciousness.

"He's too badly injured and now ...... He's no longer there. ”

Xiao Zheng said to Jiang Liu in a deep voice in his mind.

Jiang Liu staggered to his feet, reflexively walked in front of the dying third senior brother, and cut off his head with a sword.

Jiang Liu held his head high and rushed into the gloomy sky, letting the rain fall mercilessly on his face, letting out a terrible scream.

At this time, Jiang Liu, with countless hideous wounds on his body, blood continued to flow down the rain to his feet, and Jiang Liu's broken body could no longer support it, and slowly collapsed in a pool of blood......

The voice of the sword spirit came from the sky:

"Now that all of you have given up killing, this is the end of the Legacy Trial. ”

By the time Jiang Liu woke up, he was already lying in the hall.

Seeing Jiang Liu wake up, all the disciples who were still alive gathered around, but Jiang Liu closed his eyes and didn't look at them. Because he knew that there would be a face that would never appear in front of his eyes again.

Jiang Liu's eyes were closed, and last night's bloody killing was like a nightmare, constantly replaying in his mind.

He saw Liu Wenmin's resolute eyes and hideous wounds, and also saw the difference between He Ping's body;

He saw stumps and broken arms all over the ground, and he also saw the ferocity and madness of the third senior brother.

He saw his killing intent soaring to the sky, and he also saw the corpse of the third senior brother who was broken into four pieces by himself and divided into five pieces.

He suddenly wanted to vomit and retched for a while, but he couldn't vomit anything.

The action of vomiting affected the injuries on his body, and Jiang Liu involuntarily let out a low muffled grunt.

At this time, he felt that someone around him was touching him, and he opened his eyes and saw Xue Lan holding some food and water in his hand.

Jiang Liu ate something and asked the other disciples to go out, leaving only Meng Shi.

"Senior Brother Meng, how did you say things turned out like this?"

Jiang Liu asked Meng Shi weakly.

"It's always been like this, He Ping died to live, the third senior brother died to become a strong man, and Brother Liu died to save you.

If you can't figure it out, you just think about why you killed He Ping, why did you kill the third senior brother, why did you kill the people of the Haotian Sword Sect?"

Jiang Liu didn't expect that Meng Shi would say such a thing, and he was speechless for a while.

Meng Shi saw that Jiang Liu closed his eyes, so he also walked out.

Meng Shi's words kept echoing in Jiang Liu's mind. Why did he kill He Ping, it was because he harmed others and himself, why did he kill the third senior brother, it was because he was cruel and tyrannical, why did he kill the people of the Haotian Sword Sect, it was because they bullied the weak.

Is this really the case? Jiang Liu kept asking his heart, and the answer surprised him. When I killed these people, I had only one thought: I should kill!

In other words, those who harm others and themselves, are cruel and tyrannical, and bullying are all high-sounding reasons for themselves after killing others. In the end, it was oneself and only oneself.

And when Liu Wenmin chose to save himself, the scale was also in Liu Wenmin's heart.

After the scale is chosen, whether it is killing or sacrificing is only a matter of strength.

If Liu Wenmin was a strong man of the Sword Sect, he would definitely kill the third senior brother without hesitation, killing or sacrificing was just two completely different results of the same choice, and how to choose it came from his own heart.