"Brother Suiyun!"

Lu Chan'er, who was following behind Yuan Suiyun, turned pale and stepped forward to support Yuan Suiyun.

She never thought that Yuan Suiyun would be defeated and defeated in the hands of Lu Yu.

Since when did the little boy who was bullied by her and didn't dare to resist, but would only grit his teeth and silently endure it even if he was beaten to death and refused to cry, has become so strong?

Even Yuan Suiyun, who is so powerful, can be defeated?

"Get out of here!"

Yuan Suiyun was supported by Lu Chan'er, but she pushed her away, Lu Chan'er didn't know any martial arts, and suddenly sat on the ground, looking at Yuan Suiyun incredulously: "Brother Suiyun, I'm Cicada, you actually pushed me!" ”

She bit her lip, half scared, half angry and aggrieved.

Yuan Suiyun ignored her at all, like a madman, and kept shouting.

"Defeated, defeated, I was defeated, how could I be defeated?"

"What's wrong with this guy, crazy?!"

Lu Yu was supported by Nangong Lianxing, and said extremely weakly.

In this battle, Lu Yu won Yuan Suiyun.

With the "human sword", the "divine knife slash" was broken.

Burning life with the "Great Light Formula" and breaking the "Tianzu Pass".

But the cost is enormous.

It can be said that half of his life has been lost, but from the outside, he is directly twenty years old.

And this kind of aging is still irreversible and continuous.

Nangong Lianxing forcibly stopped Lu Yu's last knife, causing that knife to only cut down half, saving Lu Yu's life, but if it was not treated, the consequences would be extremely serious.

The loss of martial arts is considered light, and the condition is a little worse, and it is possible to die due to energy exhaustion in a few days.

In fact, in the physical condition of a single round, although Yuan Suiyun broke an arm, because of the last knife, Lu Yu did not hit him, so he was not injured as much as Lu Yu.

But this is just a simple ** level.

Mentally, Lu Yu was victorious, while he was defeated.

The dignified martial arts Yasheng was actually defeated by an ant-like innate martial artist who broke all kinds of means and was dignified.

It can be said that after this battle, Yuan Suiyun was nailed to the pillar of shame forever.

was defeated by the challenge of the congenital master, and he was the first person with Suiyun.

How not to be ashamed?

"Sort of." Nangong Lianxing smiled coldly, "Lu Yu, Yuan Suiyun is no longer worried, he is also a waste when he is alive now, his Dao heart is broken." ”

"Dao heart broken?"

Lu Yu opened his mouth wide.

As a martial artist, Lu Yu certainly knew what the consequences of being broken Dao Heart were.

At the beginning, Duan Tianwolf and Xiongzi Zheng Yingying were so high-flying and domineering, and after he broke the Dao Heart with a longbow, how sluggish and hopeless.

It can be said that the heart of the Tao is the foundation of the martial artist.

A warrior without a Dao heart is a tree without roots and water without a source, which will wither and fail sooner or later.

And the higher the cultivation of a martial artist, the stronger and more mellow the Dao heart, it is not easy to be broken, but once it is broken, the more serious the consequences will be.

For a martial arts sub-saint-level powerhouse like Yuan Suiyun, the consequence of breaking the Dao heart is not only to become insane, but also to become completely wasted in cultivation, and it is possible to directly explode and die.

Sure enough, Lu Yu was thinking about this, Yuan Suiyun directly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his face became as white as paper, there was no blood at all, the muscles and bones in his body also came from the explosion like fried beans, and there were some capillaries in his body, which directly collapsed, and his skin turned black and purple, looking extremely bleak.

He screamed, hoarse, like a madman.

Lu Yu looked at this scene and couldn't laugh or cry.

Nangong Lianxing looked at it and said lightly: "Although the realm of this former eldest prince is in the martial arts sub-saint, his realm is probably forcibly improved with the help of external means, to put it bluntly, it is a mismatch between heart and strength, so he doesn't put his mind on improving his cultivation, but only thinks about using external objects, no matter how powerful foreign things are, they are foreign objects after all." Lu Yu, you have to keep this in mind in the future, Yuan Suiyun is a lesson for you, only your own strength is truly powerful. ”

Lu Yu nodded.

Yuan Suiyun's heart couldn't match his strength at all, which he had already seen.

In fact, it is also those eight words of the evil devil's outer way, which is not enough.

Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, and the hundreds of schools of thought do not have the means to forcibly improve the realm, only the Demon Gate has.

The cultivation of the Demon Gate goes to extremes and only pursues the strongest strength in the shortest time, so it is despised by the orthodoxy of the Central Plains.

And Yuan Suiyun obtained the inheritance of the Demon Gate, it is estimated that with the help of the means of the Demon Gate, he forcibly improved his cultivation, he is indeed very strong, the "Divine Sword Slash" is used to attack, and the sharp "Tianzutong" is used to defend, almost invincible.

Not to mention the average innate master, even if he is against another martial arts saint, it is not so easy to lose.

After all, to break his "Divine Sword Slash" and "Tianzu Tong", I don't know how exquisite the mind is, what a rich theoretical foundation of martial arts, more strong fighting talents, the right time, place and many factors, and it is impossible to do without one.

But Lu Yu happens to be such a strange flower, referred to as wonderful.

In the more than three years that Wumai was abolished, he had nothing to do, and the realm of "Dao" could not be improved in the slightest, so he poured all his energy into the pursuit of "art".

And Yuan Suiyun's martial arts seem to be "Tao", but in fact, they are all "techniques".

happened to be congenitally restrained by Lu Yu.

It can be said that Yuan Suiyun's defeat this time is simply a bit like doing too much for lack of morality, and God is going to force him into a dead end.

Dozens of coincidences came together to give him such an aggrieved defeat.

"Sister Nangong, the original Suiyun is ruined, but I'm not far behind, where is there anything to follow."

He looked at the wrinkled skin on his hands like goosebumps.

"My vitality is fading, and it's a question of whether I can last another month."

He shook his head and smiled wryly.

The heart is very bitter.

But he doesn't regret it, give him another chance, and he will also slash the last three knives without hesitation.

Those three knives, one knife is better than one knife, and one knife dominates one knife.

The first knife is the pinnacle of his knife path.

The second sword surpassed the peak of his Lu Yu Dao and became the pinnacle of the world's Dao.

Momentary brilliance, momentary brilliance.

And the third knife, the third knife that was not completely chopped, Lu Yu closed his eyes and recalled the knife just now.

What a knife that was.

The blue and dark are bottomless, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform.

Ni is the clothes and the wind is the horse, and the kings of the clouds come down one after another.

At this moment, perhaps only the poem of Immortal Taibai can describe Lu Yu's mood.

This last knife that did not come out completely surpassed the knife path that this world could accommodate, transcended the mortal, entered the holy, and even became an immortal and turned into a Buddha.

This should be a legendary immortal who is qualified to cut a knife.

"Chaowen said, you can die at night."

Lu Yu felt that he could cut such three knives, and now that he was dead immediately, he would only feel a little embarrassed, but he would not feel regret and regret.

He's been here, he's searched, he's finally seen, he's even touched.

What a great fortune this is?

Even if you die, what are the regrets?

In this world, I don't know how many mediocre people have lived all their lives, and they can't even find their own hearts clearly, let alone pursue beauty beyond this world.