"Can I really do it?"

Xu Yunqing regarded everyone who was in the same vein as family members, and his immature face was not serious.

Xu Wentian stared deeply, nodded and said, "Believe in yourself, you can definitely do it." ”

After saying this, Xu Wentian looked at the swordsmen again, and solemnly said: "If I encounter an accident, you must assist and teach Yun Qing well, so that Yun Qing can sit firmly in the position of the person in charge of the back knife and carry the will of the back knife line." ”

"I'll do as I was told."

The swordsmen bowed without any objections.

The backsword has been passed down for a long time, and as long as it is something set by each principal, the disciples will never disobey it.

This is their rule, and it is also their belief.

Xu Wentian has been stumbling for thousands of years, and he has never been able to make up his mind to take this step.

This time, the laws of the great world have changed, and this is Xu Wentian's only chance.

If Xu Wentian hadn't been able to grasp it well, his life would have stopped here.

"Boss, you'll be able to come back safely."

A knife-carrying man looked at Xu Wentian with adoring eyes.

Xu Wentian smiled and said nothing, his eyes full of sorrow.

He had a strong feeling that if he went here, he was afraid that he would die for life.

"The last old swordsman whispered in my ear for hundreds of years before I agreed to become a swordsman.

The most correct choice I made in my life was to become a knife bearer. ”

The will to carry the knife has made Xu Wentian grow a lot.

Moreover, anyone who can become a knife bearer is a rare sword path genius in the world.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xu Wentian embarked on his own journey and climbed to the top of the nine heavens step by step.

After a while, the creatures in the world saw Xu Wentian standing in the Nine Heavens, and kept discussing: "The world has changed, can't the Sword Emperor also be able to preach?" ”

"Back then, the Emperor was in a fierce battle, and the Sword Emperor was able to compete with the Floating Emperor.

Later, the Sword Emperor was defeated by the Broken Heaven Sword Monarch, and he rarely appeared in front of people. ”

"I heard that the Sword Emperor has become the head of the knife lineage, parading the world, looking for the ultimate of the sword."

"The era of the Floating Emperor was indeed brilliant, but it was also sad.

Those who have the assets of the Great Emperor are not more than a handful, but they have all been suppressed by the Floating Emperor. ”

Xu Wentian stood in the clouds, with a long knife on his back.

This knife is a lineage of the back knife and has an ancient history.

Xu Wentian broke through the sky with a finger, and a huge vortex appeared.

Immediately, Xu Wentian stepped into the center of the vortex, pointed into the distance with his knife, and whispered: "What is the end of the knife path?" ”

Zhongzhou, floating tomb.

Mo Yibai and the Snow Emperor sat at the stone table, the two of them drank tea and chatted, they both glanced at the direction where Xu Wentian was, and saw Xu Wentian's figure after penetrating hundreds of millions of miles.

"Do you think this kid will succeed?"

The Snow Emperor withdrew his gaze and asked in a whisper.

Mo Yibai hesitated: "The backsword lineage has existed for at least a million years, and there are no less than 100 demonic characters born.

However, no one was able to become an emperor.

The will of the swordsman is not as simple as the emperor.

This little guy, I'm afraid he will repeat the mistakes of the old swordsman. ”

"I remember when we first stepped into the cultivation, the prestige of the sword line was skyrocketing.

In that life, the main man of the sword-carrying guest was overwhelming, and he was only one step away from the throne of the emperor.

However, in the end, the man failed to preach, and he still can't think clearly. ”

Emperor Xue still had some doubts about what happened back then, and he didn't get an answer.

"What they are pursuing is the end of the sword path, if they can't see the invincible sword intent, Emperor Cheng has no meaning.

The will of the knife-bearer has been inherited for at least a million years, and if there is a knife-bearer who can preach in this life, it is equivalent to inheriting the belief of the previous knife-bearers, and the strength is unimaginable. ”

Mo Yibai is still relatively clear about this, she has traveled in the red dust and dealt with many principals who are responsible for carrying knives.

The will of the swordsman is equivalent to countless swordsmen who have sealed what they have learned in the inheritance of the long knife, if they can't see the end of the knife, they will choose to sit down and let the younger generations carry the swordsman to complete.

"At the end of the knife path, you can reach the heavens and go straight to the immortal gate."

At the end of the avenue, there is naturally a fairy ...... Emperor Road, Ten Thousand Burial Mountains.

Gu Hengsheng waved his sleeves slightly, and a clear projection appeared in front of him, and the person in the picture was Xu Wentian.

"Hope you can make it!"

Gu Hengsheng also wanted to see how terrible the belief carried by the back knife man was once it succeeded.

Xu Wentian once had friction with Gu Hengsheng, and later, as the gap between the two became bigger and bigger, there was no intersection.

At that time, he was young and vigorous, but now he has gone through all kinds of hardships and washed away the lead.

Gu Hengsheng sincerely hopes that his peers and deceased can go further, and the years to come will not be too lonely.

The great world of Zhongzhou, a starry sky somewhere.

Xu Wentian was in the white whirlpool, and the long knife in his hand exuded wisps of Dao meaning that were different from the world, entangled around Xu Wentian's body.

"Old swordsmen, where is the end of the knife path we are seeking?"

Xu Wentian glanced down at the long knife in his hand, as if he had seen the previous swordsmen, and muttered to himself.

Xu Wentian was silent for a long time, and finally took a step forward.

This is the fate and belief of the knife bearer.

The path of enlightenment appeared at Xu Wentian's feet, and he stepped on it step by step, and his body became heavier and heavier.

"Why is the Sword Emperor's path of enlightenment different from others?"

Some of the older guys have spotted this.

There are 99 layers of the sermon staircase, and only after reaching the top can you have the opportunity to preach.

However, the path of enlightenment that Xu Wentian evolved was very strange, as if there was no end, and every step of the stairs was covered by a thick fog.

Xu Wentian was already prepared and did not hesitate.

Hmm-Xu Wentian stepped on the ladder of enlightenment, his body disappeared into the fog, and no one could see Xu Wentian's figure.

For example, Emperor Nangong and others couldn't see through the fog.

"Compared with the back knife, I'm far inferior."

Somewhere, the Heaven Breaker Sword Monarch, who could be called standing at the highest point of the sword path in the world, let out a voice of emotion.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Half an hour passed, and a burst of voices like heartbeats came out of the path of self-enlightenment, making the world tremble subconsciously.

No one can witness what happened on the path of the Tao, and they are very curious.

As the sound of the heart became weaker and weaker, a figure flew upside down from the fog of the path of enlightenment.

It was the Sword Emperor Xu Wentian, his whole body was bloody, his blood was dried up, and his vitality was almost cut off.

"After all, it still failed, a little bit."

Xu Wentian's mood was very calm, and the last thought fell, with a trace of regret in his eyes.