The sky full of bone powder flew like snow, falling in a swoop, Ye Chu stood quietly and slowly condensed the sword yuan, the blood sword cultivator lowered his head and lowered his eyes, the two of them were silent, and the death-like silence spread above the bone mountain......

"You say, what the hell am I wrong?!" After a long time, a cold voice like a sword sounded, Blood Sword Xiu raised his head, and in his strange eyes, the two blood swords no longer beat, putting aside the abnormal rage, the whole person fell silent, as cold as a sword.

"It can be seen that your perfect sword body is really strong." Raising his eyebrows and raising his eyes, Ye Chu's gaze fell on his body covered with messy scars, and gently tugged at the corners of his mouth, "If it were an ordinary cultivator, if he was hit hard by this, he would have died a long time ago." But what about you? Although it looks embarrassing, it actually doesn't hurt your combat power in the slightest. There is no flesh and blood, you don't have to be trapped by the pain, and it really greatly improves your combat power. But, at what cost?! Have you thought about the price?! Ye Chu coughed lightly a few times and spit out a mouthful of blood, "Everything, if you want to gain, you must lose, you have this painless and unconscious, almost cheating extremely strong combat body, have you never thought that you will lose something because of this?" ”

"What did you lose?!" The tone didn't fluctuate for half a minute, and the Blood Sword Cultivator repeated Ye Chu's words, if it weren't for the fact that the aura on his body was becoming more and more chaotic, Ye Chu wouldn't be able to hear from his calm tone that he was full of doubts.

"Cultivating immortals lies in cultivating the mind, and cultivating the mind is not only about tempering the will, but also about the perception of the rules of heaven and earth." Ye Chu lowered his eyelids slightly, covering up the trace of pity in his eyes. The voice said lightly, "Feeling, feeling, no feeling, where did the realization come from?!" Only when there are hardships and tiredness can we know how to distribute physical strength and vitality more reasonably in battle. Only when there are injuries and bleeding can we know the gains and losses, and know the advance and retreat. Where the sword must go, even if the axe is added, it is about to die. But he is still able to persevere. Don't retreat or avoid, this is the way of sword cultivation and the character of sword cultivation. Headless and brainless, relying on his body not to be injured and painless, he rushed recklessly. Is this still a sword cultivator?! Isn't that just a sword?! Sword Cultivation. It's not about making a sword. but like a sword. ”

"Click!" A subtle cracking sound sounded on Blood Sword Cultivator's body, and he slowly closed his eyes, Ye Chu's words. Tumbling in his heart, a trepidation that he had never felt before spread to every corner of his body.

The light in the demonic eyes that opened again was dim, and the two blood swords that occupied the position of the pupils trembled, as if there were signs of collapse, and a faint sword wail sounded, and the blood sword cultivator muttered softly, "Is it really me wrong?!" After all, am I still wrong?! No, how could I be wrong?! I wasn't wrong! There's nothing wrong with my perfect sword body! ”

Raising his eyes, he stared at Ye Chu viciously, looking directly at the other party's indifferent and peaceful eyes, and pierced Ye Chu's heart full of painful struggle and resentment, all of them, without falling through his eyes. Ye Chu was not wrong at all, he just looked embarrassed, but he could deliver a fatal blow to her at any time, but he couldn't raise his hand and couldn't hold the sword steadily! He knew that he was wrong! Really wrong! From the time he found out one day that his cultivation could no longer be improved, he knew that his perfect sword body was wrong!

But he was not reconciled, and he didn't want to believe it, he wouldn't be wrong! How could he be wrong?! He is a kendo genius that is rare to see in a thousand years, and he is ...... But how did he become a sword?! Even though his heart is filled with endless sadness and sorrow, he can't even shed half a tear, a sword!

"Your kendo path has been cut off by your own hands, and there is no possibility of improvement!" Ye Chu's voice was soft and gentle, but the meaning of his words was cold like a sharp sword, straight into the bottom of the heart of the blood sword cultivator full of cracks, slowly stepped forward, his palm pressed on his head, Ye Chu sighed softly, "Don't be trapped in the fence, it's all over!" ”

The top of his head was piercing cold, without the slightest bit of heat that people should have, so cold that Ye Chu's heart was sad, and he couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"I was wrong! I was really wrong! In the stereotyped voice without ups and downs, broken pictures crossed Ye Chu's mind.

The little ignorant child, who was selected into the sect because of his extraordinary talent, was worried and uneasy, but more of it was the expectation and yearning for being able to fly into the sky, move mountains and change mountains, and become immortals.

When he was young, he practiced diligently, cultivated for the rapid advancement, showed his grandeur inside and outside the sect, and his reputation spread far and wide.

Later, he was burdened by shallow experience, and his mood was difficult to break through, and he was trapped in Jindan Consummation. And those who were left behind by him, far inferior to his peers, caught up one after another, and actually became the true monarch of Yuanying before him! That strong resentment and unwillingness prompted him to find another way and take a detour. The perfect sword body really made him get his wish, and he was ecstatic to successfully break through the bottleneck of cultivation.

After that, day by day, his various emotions became less and less, his body became colder and colder, and his face became more and more blurred.

The long time has been worn away little by little, and the hope of breaking through the advanced level is getting slimmer and slimmer, he doesn't know what the problem is, but he faintly resists to figure out the answer there, relying on the body that does not hurt or die, and kills all sides, but the emptiness in his heart is unwilling, and it is getting stronger and stronger day by day.

The next moment, all the images in Ye Chu's mind disappeared, and a blood sword with a scarlet body disappeared in a flash.

"Click! Click! A crisp cracking sound sounded, and the scarred metal body of the Blood Sword Xiu shattered inch by inch, and a large number of blood-red fragments on his body burst out, turning into powder and dissipating between heaven and earth, and the rich dark red evil qi and anger couldn't help but vent outward.

The fragments were shattered and scattered, and Ye Chu was finally able to see the face of the Blood Sword Cultivator clearly, and the originally vague face gradually became clear in her sight.

It turned out to be an unexpectedly handsome face, completely different from the fierce and violent aura that was being vented out of his body, the two eyebrows were like sword blades, a pair of slender and upturned eyes, and the light in the dark eyes was sharp and cold, and the whole person looked very proud.

"It's been many, many years...... Finally, finally, let me wait! I ......" a faint flush appeared on his pale and bloodless face, and his lips pursed, "I ......" (to be continued. )