Watching Lu Chunyang's figure disappear from the sky, I had an extremely bad premonition in my heart, and I always felt that letting him go like this would leave endless troubles.

But I really didn't have the heart to kill him.

As a humane banner figure, the most amazing kendo genius of the Dao Sect for three thousand years, shattering his sword god godhead has made me feel guilty in my heart.

In fact, all the disputes between me and him are still counted in the chessboard battles.

He is not evil, and he has not fallen into the demonic barrier, even if it is for the sake of Xie Liuyun's face, I can't kill him.

Although his comprehension of kendo is still there, the fragmentation of the godhead directly hit his sword heart, and he can no longer exert his sword dao supernatural powers, and his vitality is greatly damaged.

I sighed faintly, withdrew my thoughts, and threw myself into the sky.

Chunjun and Rahu were not decided, life and death were not decided, but the duel was interrupted by me and Lu Chunyang.

Now that Lu Chunyang has been defeated, it is time to solve the matter of Rahu.

Chunjun and Rahu, one is a sword spirit, and the other is a sword demon.

One good and one evil, each representing the two extremes of the sword.

No matter who dies, the one who survives will become the master of the sword, and the hundred soldiers will surrender and the spirit will be completely lost.

I flew into the air, distinguishing Chunjun's breath with my divine thoughts, and with a single move, Chunjun, who turned into a chaos giant sword, immediately flew towards me.

The crack on the sword body strolls, there are not many gaps on the blade, and there is not much sword intent left, and the luster is dim.

When she first saw Chunjun, she was still Yan Tuo's saber.

In the ancient land of Miao Jiang, she turned into a human, and since then she has become a disciple of the Demon Dao.

The sword is a ruthless thing, but it is pure and affectionate, and it has made great contributions to the birth and death of the devil.

Whether it is the battle of the ancient land of Miaojiang or the battle of returning to the ruins, Chunjun has made great contributions.

In the battle of returning to the ruins, she exploded her sword body in order to protect the demon path, and composed a tragic song that will be red for thousands of years.

I put Kunlun Xue into the entrance, held Chunjun in my hand, rubbed her broken sword body, and my heart welled up with infinite emotion.

Chunjun was badly damaged, and if I hadn't arrived in time, she would have been destroyed by the Rahu Sword in the next battle, and then there would be no more sword spirits in the heavens and on the ground.

Luckily, I came and prevented the tragedy from happening.

I injected a Chaos Origin Sword Qi into Chun Jun's sword body, and Chun Jun's divine thoughts immediately gave birth to inductions.

With the continuous injection of sword qi, Chun Jun's sword body was repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dim sword light began to flicker.

When the sword body was all repaired, with a change of light and shadow, Chunjun manifested as a human again.

Although the sword body was repaired, Chunjun's lost divine thoughts and injured souls needed a period of time to cultivate, and her face was so pale and distressing.

Although weak, the stubbornness that belongs to the sword between the eyebrows and eyes is still there.

Chunjun, like Ali, can always inadvertently touch the softness of my heart, and I really regard them as my relatives.

"Thank you, Chunjun, for protecting my wife." I looked at her sincerely.

"Protecting the master mother is the duty of every demon disciple." Chunjun said.

I rubbed her hair, Chunjun's face was slightly red, and she slightly turned away.

"Dao Ancestor, Chunjun is no longer a child."

"In my heart, you, like Ali, will always be a girl."

Chunjun reverted to human form, and Rahu also took on human form, turning into a young man dressed in black.

The evil aura is awe-inspiring, and his eyes flicker.

I could tell he wanted to get out of here, but he didn't have a chance without my permission.

Once, my sword was forbidden for eight thousand miles, and after the Battle of the Ruins opened up the Ancient Sword Domain, my sword qi surpassed eight thousand miles. After recovering the power of fate of the Demon Dao Patriarch, now I can use my sword with all my strength, and I can really achieve a sword qi that spans 30,000 miles.

Even if Rahu can block my sword qi killing, but under the lock of my divine thoughts, how many swords can he block me.

But how to deal with Rahu, I also have to ask what Chunjun means.

The sword spirit and the sword demon are two inspirations born from the origin of the sword, one good and one evil, and she knows better than me how to deal with Rahu.

"Chunjun, what are you going to do?" I asked.

"Rahu is originally a disaster star, and his demonic nature is difficult to get rid of, since he dares to attack the idea of the origin of my sword, I naturally can't keep him."

After finishing speaking, Chunjun made a decisive move.

Chunjun's sword body had recovered as before, and Rahu had also been injured in the previous decisive battle, and was no match for her at all.

After a moment of fighting, the victory and defeat were already clear, and Chun Jun's sword pointed at the Shenting acupoint on Luo Hu's forehead, and only a light sword qi could destroy Luo Hu's entrance, completely destroying his spiritual sense, and it was impossible to leave even a trace of remnant soul.

The sword soul is the most difficult to exterminate, and the reason why Chunjun was able to survive the tribulation in the past was because only the sword soul could completely destroy the sword soul.

Otherwise, there will be remnant souls who will escape with the sword qi.

"Chunjun, you can't kill me. You and I are the two inspirations in the origin of the sword, living and coexisting, and if I are annihilated, you will not live long. Luo Hu was full of cruelty, gritted his teeth and said.

Rahu is right, since ancient times, good and evil have been opposed, yin and yang have waxed and waned, and where there is darkness, there is light.

If the evil inspiration that belongs to the origin of the sword dies, then the righteous inspiration that belongs to Chunjun will also die little by little.

Ou Yezi cast the seven famous swords, but in the end only one was left, because of overkill and the imbalance of heaven.

"Huh. Rahu, did you know that the primeval moon god has a two-faced divinity," Chunjun asked with a sneer.

"What, do you want to absorb my evil inspiration as well," Rahu's face changed drastically.

"The sword should never be good or evil."

"Do you know that if you do this, if you fail, you will follow me and perish." Rahu said loudly.

"I know what, I'll do what I have to do."

After speaking, Chunjun's fingertips suddenly exerted force, and a sword qi directly entered Luo Hu's entrance. It all happened in an instant, and I just couldn't stop it.

Hearing a violent earthquake, Rahu's entrance shattered, his spiritual sense was extinguished, and his body also fell apart and turned into endless black mist.

In the black mist, there is the power of the origin of the sword, and there is also the evil inspiration of the sword.

Chunjun was in the endless black mist, silently perceiving, absorbing all the creations that belonged to Rahu.

The black mist cut everything off, and even I couldn't perceive the change in Chunjun.

I don't know how long it took, the black fog gradually dissipated, and Chunjun appeared in front of me again.

The cute and vivid girl's face disappeared completely, her face was full of slaughter, her eyes were shining with black light, and her whole body exuded a faint demonic intent.

This breath divine thought is extremely similar to the demon in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, and it also carries the killing power that belongs to the god of death.

Looking at the strange Chunjun, I didn't dare to ask.

At this moment, Chunjun turned and walked towards me.

The sword qi is so powerful that even I can't keep it calm.

"You're a sword spirit," I asked.

Chunjun was silent, and when I saw this, my heart sank, and I asked again: "You are a sword demon"

"I am neither a sword spirit nor a sword demon, I am the origin of the sword"

This sentence made my mood instantly low to the extreme.

The concubine who has attained nirvana nine times has forgotten everything, and she can't imagine that now Chunjun has embarked on the same path as her.

That's it, even if she is no longer my Demon Dao disciple, it is easier for me to accept than those heroic spirit wills that are classified into the spirit banner after death.

I turned around to leave, when I suddenly heard Chun Jun say behind me, "Heaven is on the left, and the demon path is on the right." Demon Dao disciple, thousands of reds for eternity"