Chapter 452: The Broken Sword (I)

Gu Nansheng's arms were bathed in blood, and the energy in his body had been exhausted to the limit, but he could only overdraw his divine power and grit his teeth and insist, because once he let go, he would be devoured by the Five Light Dragons and completely turned into ashes!

The sense of oppression of the energy became stronger and stronger, Gu Nansheng only felt that he was doing senseless resistance like a grasshopper shaking a tree, death was so close, and the five light dragons finally devoured the sorrow of the frost and came straight to his chest. 【Reading.com】

Gu Nansheng's mind was blank at that moment, he only felt that the light around him was getting brighter and brighter, and he couldn't open his eyes when it was directly reflected. In the vast sea of light, he seemed to see the departing figure of Geng Fei, the silent waiting of Jones Xiang, the never-ending battle in the capital of blood, and the top of the frozen throne.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, Gu Nansheng seemed to have re-experienced his past and present lives, at the junction of life and death, he suddenly felt a burst of frost sorrow in his hand that he was unusually familiar with a cold feeling, a lonely soul seemed to cross the infinite space and the distant river of history, making the last blessing and farewell to him.

This is...... The sword soul of Frost Sorrow?

"Boom-"

The brilliant light burst through the earth like a thousand sharp swords and rose to the sky, and hundreds of millions of tons of yellow sand were swept up above the nine heavens by the surging energy, and then completely melted!

In the sand and rain in the sky, a five-sè light dragon roared and circled upward, heading straight for the vast universe!

"No...... Impossible, the full force of the combined power of the five divine dragons was actually blocked? Deathwing looked at the five light dragons that disappeared into the sky, and his heart was terrified, this was a blow he poured all his strength, even if Kilgardan fought head-on, he would be injured, not to mention that this young man had just advanced to the god level, you must know that the gap between the god-level powerhouses was even greater than the gap between the seventh-order powerhouses, and there was no comparison between the god-level and the god-level peak when he just entered the god level.

The sand rain dispersed, Gu Nansheng rose up with a sword scattered from his head, even he didn't expect to be able to block the five light dragons, everything had to rely on the frost sorrow in his hand, if it wasn't for the help it gave himself at the last moment, he would not have been spared.

Frost Sorrow has been a part of Gu Nansheng's life for so many years, he gently stroked the sword body of Frost Sorrow, felt the concave and convex feeling of the inscription on this cold sword, and felt the sharpness of the blade's jagged teeth, but when Gu Nansheng touched the spine of the sword, his face suddenly became pale as paper, and the hand holding the sword was constantly trembling.

He clearly saw that on the ancient sword body, there was a shallow crack hidden, although it was not obvious, but it was extremely dazzling!

Frost's sorrow actually ...... Cracked? No...... No way!

At that moment, Gu Nansheng had no master, he looked at the crack blankly, only to feel that it was like a beast's grinning mouth, infinitely enlarged, swallowing him into the bottomless abyss.

For hundreds of years, Gu Nansheng has experienced countless wars with Frost Sorrow, this sword is his closest comrade-in-arms, only when he holds Frost Sorrow in his hand and feels the familiar coldness, he will feel at ease.

Frost Sorrow didn't know how many earth-shattering attacks Gu Nansheng had blocked, in his subconscious, this sword was indestructible, he never thought that one day, Frost Sorrow, as an artifact, would actually break!

Deathwing sensed the fracture of Frost Sorrow when he saw Gu Nansheng's face change drastically, although the artifact was far stronger than a mortal weapon, it was not indestructible, even if the quality was far better than Frost Sorrow's dragon soul was broken.

"Really? I see...... What a loyal sword, overdrawing its own potential helped the master block this fatal blow, what a pity, I wanted to submit it. ”

Gu Nansheng turned around suddenly, staring at Deathwing like an angry lion, and his whole body was ablaze with a raging ice flame.

Deathwing scoffed, "What are you hating?" If you want to hate, you can only hate yourself, because of the incompetence of your master, your sword will be broken for you......"

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No matter how fierce the battle was, Tyrande remained calm on the sand dunes dozens of kilometers away, holding up a windshield to shield Illidan from the wind and sand, almost stubbornly injecting life energy into him.

As time passed, Illidan's pulse and heartbeat gradually began to recover, and after some time, he finally coughed up a mouthful of blood and slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at each other, Tyrande wanted to say something, but her voice choked in her throat, at that moment, her mood was extremely complicated, when Illidan's life and death were uncertain, the only thought in her heart was to heal him at all costs, but it was really until the moment he woke up, Tyrande found that he didn't know how to face him at all.

"You...... It shouldn't have come. Tyrande held back tears in his eyes and turned his head to speak.

Illidan didn't reply, he just watched Tyrande smile brightly, smiling like an innocent child.

The moon is like a silver hook, the stars are shining, and everything around seems peaceful and quiet for a while.

A gust of evening wind blew, and the grains of yellow sand rolled down happily from the top of the sand dunes like jīng spirits......

The night was as cold as water, the two were relatively speechless, I don't know how long it took, Illidan suddenly remembered something, he reached out and took out something from his body, but at this moment, Illidan's face suddenly changed, and he clearly felt that he was locked by a faint killing intention.

Illidan took a deep breath and slowly turned his head, and behind him, a faint black shadow gradually condensed, it was Mavi holding the wheel of judgment.

Tyrande was shocked when he saw this, Mavi's stealth skills were the pinnacle, and he could easily avoid her perception and hide in close proximity.

"Are you here to kill me?" Illidan was surprisingly calm, although he was in a terrible situation at this time, let alone dealing with Mavi, even an ordinary legendary hero could kill him.

Mavi gave Illidan a blank look, "This is the duty of the warden......"

Tyrande could barely believe his ears, "Mavi, are you awake?" Our enemy is Deathwing, and the person you're going to kill is the hero who stopped Deathwing for us! ”

Ma Wei was indifferent when she heard this, and she said coldly: "As a watchman, I have only two duties, one is to protect the racial prosperity of the higher jīng spirits, and the other is to arrest and strangle defectors and degenerates, I will not violate my principles of doing things because of personal feelings. ”

"You're just ...... Stubborn! Tyrande's anger was overwhelming, she couldn't imagine that there were such extreme people in the world, "Take advantage of people's danger, grace will take revenge, is this your principle of doing things?" ”

"I only care about the result, I don't care about the means, I only care about justice, I don't care about whether the process of achieving justice is fair."