Chen Yu looked at the vicinity carefully, there was no longer a figure to rescue, so he fled from Jian Feng without any hesitation and rushed to the place where he was scheduled to meet.

Every disciple of the Proud Sword Cave Heaven was very embarrassed, both men and women, their bodies were covered with dust, their faces were full of exhaustion, and there was panic in their eyes that could not be concealed, many female disciples hugged each other and cried bitterly, and even some male disciples sat aside and cried bitterly.

And those who didn't cry were not much better, everyone's faces were so white that there was not a trace of blood, as if they had been tortured endlessly, and their bodies were even constantly shaking, and they would react extremely violently to every vibration in the vicinity.

"Have you counted the number of people?" As soon as Chen Yu landed, he found his fellow disciple in the crowd who was responsible for guiding the escape, and stepped forward to ask.

The same door was also extremely pale, and although he was a little frightened, he could still maintain his senses, and replied in an extremely weak voice, "It's counted." ”

"What about casualties?" Chen Yu asked a little anxiously.

"There were no casualties. Tongmen shook his head and said.

"What?" Chen Yu was shocked, a little incredulous.

"There should have been a lot of casualties, but at the critical moment, a sword flew from afar, and it happened to save everyone...... Even the miscellaneous servants and subordinates on the mountain were sent down with a mouthful of swords...... There were no casualties, they were just frightened or slightly bruised......" The fellow paused before he was a little puzzled, "Did the ancestor save us?"

Chen Yu was stunned for a moment, and was silent for a moment before he looked at the sword peak that was still collapsing in the billowing smoke and dust, and smiled a little reluctantly: "Maybe...... ......."

The smoke and dust above the blade gradually dissipated.

The huge sword peak seemed to melt, and almost all the fifteen peaks in front and behind collapsed, leaving only an extremely thin stone pillar standing in the billowing smoke.

If you compare this stone pillar with the sword blade of the past, then it can easily be seen that this extremely thin stone pillar was once part of the main hall.

As the only remaining remains of Sword Peak, the stone pillar was densely covered with swords, and the body of each sword was submerged into the stone pillar until the hilt.

Swords crowded with each other, from the top of the pillar to the bottom of the pillar.

In the smoke and dust that gradually dissipated, a figure was revealed.

Mu Tianzi calmly stood in the billowing smoke and dust, within a one-foot range, not stained with a trace of dust, and his bloodstained clothes rippled slightly in the morning breeze.

A foot away, there are densely packed with all kinds of swords, as if they are replicas of the sword mound.

Yi Jianchu stood on the edge of the Optimus Pillar, silent, looking at Mu Tianzi, without sorrow or joy.

The mouth sword fell with an incomparably restless energy, and beside that person, it turned from a ferocious beast to a tame domestic animal.

Every sword surrendered to the enemy, as if that man were the king of all swords, and received the worship of countless swords.

There is no exception to the sword.

Yi Jianchu could even feel the deep fear coming from a mouthful of the sword.

It was a trembling from the deepest part of the soul, an instinctive fear that could not be suppressed or restrained.

From the first falling sword to the end of the last sword, not a single sword entered the range of his enemy's body, and his enemy's body was within a one-foot range, as if he belonged entirely to the enemy's world, and was not moved by the frantic attack of the sword at all.

All his swords have become the enemy's courtiers, and he has no sword to use.

Those swords, indeed, are long dead.

Because the sword, no matter who it is facing, will not surrender.

He was just curious about who the person in front of him was.

"Is it really good to ignore the lives of your heirs like this?" Mu Tianzi smiled slightly and asked.

Yi Jian was stunned at first, then opened his eyes and said, "As long as I'm still here...... As many heirs as there are, there will naturally be as many as they are needed. ”

Mu Tianzi smiled "haha" and said, "It's really straightforward, but these young people may be stronger than you in thousands of years." ”

"If you die here, then everything is certain. Yi Jianchu also smiled in general and said very seriously, "It's you, who have tried your best to save everyone and every life on this mountain, I'm afraid that no one will thank you...... On the contrary, they will probably think that it is I who saves people, not you. ”

"And then?" Mu Tianzi asked with a gentle smile.

Yi Jianchu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Then you will be scolded, and I will be admired." ”

"And then?" Mu Tianzi continued to ask.

Yi Jianchu was stunned for a long time, and was silent for a moment before he said, "Then I die, and you live." ”

"So it doesn't matter, does it?" Mu Tianzi said with a smile, "I'm here to kill you, not to gain a false name." ”

"Won't you feel disappointed?" Yi Jianchu asked.

Mu Tianzi frowned slightly, and then shook his head and said: "No, because there are too many people who are carrying infamy and protecting this world, and they will not be disappointed, let alone me." ”

Yi Jianchu was stunned for a moment, and then asked a little tentatively, "Dare to ask the honorable surname?"

Mu Tianzi said with a smile: "Although you will soon be a dead person, for the sake of safety, my name should not be a piece of news." ”

Yi Jian couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and said, "I see, Your Excellency is cautious. ”

Mu Tianzi smiled and didn't speak.

"What is the name of the sword in your hand?" Yi Jianchu asked again.

Mu Tianzi smiled and said nothing, Kunwu is his sword, and Kunwu is also equivalent to his name. Telling others the name of his sword is equivalent to revealing his identity, so Mu Tianzi will not say it, but just smile implicitly.

"Although I don't know what the sword in your hand's hand is called, but I think about it, it is also a famous sword that was famous at the beginning of heaven and earth, otherwise how could this ten thousand sword feel fear and surrender?" Yi Jianchu calmly speculated.

Mu Tianzi should not, do not deny it, and generally do not approve of it.

Yi Jianchu's inference is of course correct, Kunwu is the first sword in the true sense between heaven and earth, and it is also known as the Sword Ancestor.

In fact, the origin of this sword has long been unknown, but it is certain that this sword was once the sword of the human saint, and then passed to the hand of the human emperor Zhao Furu, and it came to his hand after several tosses.

He couldn't exert all the abilities of this sword, because he was just a great emperor under the new rules of heaven and earth, let alone a saint, compared to the human emperor, the gap was a world apart.

However, among the existing emperors, he is the only one who can barely exert some of the power of the human emperor sword, because he is Mu Tianzi, a king in the world, and an excellent king.

When those soulless swords faced Kungo, all that was left was trembling, and they couldn't be called swords at all, so naturally they couldn't face Kungo's edge.

"One last question, give in, or die. Mu Tianzi asked again.

Yi Jianchu's smile was a little calm, but there was also a hint of mockery, he raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled, and said: "The sword bone is the most important thing for the sword, once the sword bone is broken, the sword ...... That's it. ”

Mu Tianzi nodded, and said with a little regret: "It's a pity." ”

"It's not a pity, the murderer will always kill him, this is an eternal truth. Yi Jianchu said, "I am so, and you must be so...... Or maybe I guess you never had any hope of surviving, right?"

Mu Tianzi was silent for a moment before he suddenly turned his head to look at the east.

The sun in the east had only just revealed half of his face from behind the mountains, but the light had already become so dazzling that Mu Tianzi couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"Actually, I've always admired people like you, what kind of belief is it for, even taking your own life lightly?" Yi Jianchu asked.

Mu Tianzi looked at the mountains in the distance, and watched the color spread from the inky black in the distance to the light in front of him, and then kicked the gravel in front of him casually, and said: "Who knows, I don't know very well, I just feel that there are some things...... If you don't do it, you won't be willing to die. ”

Yi Jian was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded and laughed: "It's really straightforward." ”

Mu Tianzi turned his head, looked at Yi Jianchu, sighed and said, "What do you want to do so tactfully?" If you do too many intrigues, you will naturally be tired, but it will be more comfortable to be straightforward." ”

"Really?" Yi Jianchu narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then said, "That's really worthy of envy." ”

Mu Tianzi smiled, slowly raised the Kunwu sword, and said, "Are you ready?"

Yi Jianchu was silent for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "Can I say that I am not ready?"

"It's pretty straightforward. Mu Tianzi smiled, but said very firmly, "It's a pity that ...... No. ”

"It's true that you are very afraid of death when you are old...... Yi Jianchu thought about it before he sighed and said with some melancholy, "But you are right, for everyone in this world, there is always something more important than living." ”

Mu Tianzi nodded and said, "Let's go." ”

Mu Tianzi Kunwu's sword moved, and the countless swords on the stone pillar of the sky all trembled, wailed, and rose into the air with a mouthful, letting out a sonorous dragon groan, and then quickly unfolded around Yi Jianchu, covering the sky and the sun, casting a huge shadow.

Mu Tianzi put down the Kunwu sword in his hand.

Kunwu's sword roared, resounding through the nine heavens like a dragon's roar.

The light of ten thousand swords flowed, and a wail fell towards the calm Yi Jianchu.

Seeking a sword, and then dying because of the sword, this is probably the most beautiful of all the shortcomings.

Yi Jian couldn't help but laugh when he thought about it.