On the other side, Ling Feng had been knocked away, every time he wanted to stand up and resist, they were getting farther and farther away from Zheng Yinjun's position, all the way to crashing through the house, all the way to the center. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Coaching...... Why? "If Ling Feng still can't see Sword Elder's intentions, he is really stupid as a pig.

Although his clothes looked tattered and his body was damaged, he did not suffer any fatal injuries at all, and the sword was always able to kill him easily, and he could not resist at all.

"Do you understand my sword intent?" The old sword pointed out, and Ling Feng was bounced away like a package again, smashing through several igloos one after another.

Ling Feng stood up with his sword in his hand, feeling the mystery of this sword and experiencing it carefully.

He said bitterly: "It's mourning." ”

The sword elder nodded and said with a pleased smile: "My sword intent is seven feelings, after seven feelings, I should cut seven emotions to preach, but I have never been able to do it." ”

"Ruthlessness is a path, but I don't agree with it. It's so scary when people have no feelings, they can't be called human anymore, maybe they are saints as they say. There is no individual in their eyes, and everyone can be sacrificed, whether it is themselves or their parents, as long as it is beneficial, they can do it. Four generations of human emperors made a big mistake because of the word love, and the foundation of the human race was ruined. After he repented, he killed his parents, his lover, his son, everything he loved with his own hands, in order to fulfill his merciless way and attain the status of saint. The ruthlessness of the human emperor was established on this basis. ”

"Four generations of emperors have great love, although he is ruthless, but he loves all beings, all people are equal in his eyes, there is no emotional entanglement, and he loves the human race with one heart."

But this kind of great love has deteriorated, and the ruthlessness of the emperor has developed downward, and one by one ruthless people have been born. They are born saints, and they can't feel emotions at a young age. The so-called great love is just an idea that the emperor ruthlessly and constantly instills into their minds. They think that mortals are wrong, that humans are inferior and inferior, that they don't actually love humans, and that they just live to fulfill the value of existence that they have attached. ”

"I don't know how to save you, and I can't save you many times, but at least I can do something this time."

The sword elder pointed at the high palace, and the ice was broken, revealing the Talhuang who was sitting upright.

The Tar Emperor is two meters tall, he is quite different from the other Tars, the overall ice blue, and the body seems to be made of ice. Despise the underneath as if looking at small beings, with pity, but more with hatred.

"Emperor Taal has condensed the luck of Tár, and can be said to be the son of the world, favored by this world. It's not something you can deal with......"

With a sigh, the sword elder had already floated into the air, facing the Taal Emperor head-on.

The sword elder didn't dare to be careless in the face of the Emperor of Tal, and conjured a red long sword in his hand.

The sword came out, and the red light flashed suddenly, like an angry roar between heaven and earth.

Emperor Tal's tentacles dotted between heaven and earth, and then six two-meter-huge illusory weapons made of frost floated in the air, and the six weapons formed a circle, spinning at an extremely fast speed, and the blizzard danced wildly.

Red light and ice and snow are indistinguishable from each other, and between collisions, heaven and earth resonate, and space breaks one after another.

Layers of air rippled and dispersed, shattering the snow and ice along the way, and the igloo was all shattered, reduced to fine pieces, swept into the wind, and spread outward at a rapid speed in the roar.

Snow rolled from the top of the entire mountain, like a white beast roaring, tumbling towards the bottom of the mountain, causing an overwhelming and terrifying avalanche.

The confrontation between the two officially started after this move, and the sword elder's left hand once again conjured a sword as black as ink, holding dual swords and colliding with the Tar Emperor.

Each blow can create a huge momentum, and the aftermath of the battle can trigger a terrifying catastrophe if it leaks out.

Zheng Yinjun and others were almost at the center of this natural disaster, with blizzards and landslides coming one after another.

When the wind and snow came, I could only barely see the eyes that emitted silver light in the wind and snow, and the layers of silver rays opened up a piece of heaven and earth.

In the wind and snow, Zheng Yinjun's sword collided with Duan Dongyang's sword.

Zheng Yinjun would be knocked away with every blow, the difference in strength was too big, and every blow would hit him hard, but he still stood up again and again, picked up his sword again and again, and challenged the untouchable power again and again.

"Why? Can't you understand the situation? ”

Duan Dongyang couldn't understand Zheng Yinjun's approach, why he still fought when he was so weak, and why he fought even though he knew that he couldn't win the battle. Since there is a gap in strength, then it is necessary to run away or do everything that can keep you alive in order to survive, which is what a rational person should do, not a blind attack like this, a senseless attack.

Zheng Yinjun did not answer, but stood up firmly again and stabbed out a sword that belonged to him again.

At this time, Ling Feng also walked over, and his eyes staring at the blue light were so eye-catching.

Zheng Yinjun didn't speak, glanced at him, everything was clear in his heart, and his eyes turned fiery red.

Both of them raised their swords at the same time, stepped forward at the same time, and dropped their swords at the same time.

Two swords, one red and one blue, overlapped.

Duan Dongyang raised his sword to meet him, but he was forced to retreat under the power of these two swords.

Duan Dongyang frowned slightly, looking at the figures of the two people in front of him as if they were overlapping, their movements were completely the same, one left and one right were intertwined.

The twin swords stabbed again, like a double dragon going out to sea, and the red and blue lights combined and crashed towards him.

Although Duan Dongyang was slashed with a sword, his hands were shocked and numb, and the next sword struck again.

"Why do these two people have this kind of power, this is unreasonable!! When will the power of the native species be able to merge? Duan Dongyang could no longer maintain his composure, his calm face was broken, and an incredible thought came to his mind for the first time.

"I think the greatest strength of man is the feelings you have abandoned."

Ling Feng said lightly: "It is because of feelings that people will be concerned, have things to do, and people who must be protected." For this reason, it is necessary to live, and it is foolish to know that it cannot be done, and it is also courageous. ”

Zheng Yinjun said: "People are bound in their feelings, but at the same time, this bondage will become power, and the bonds between people will burst out with a power far beyond themselves. ”

The figures of the two are intertwined, as if they are invisible, as if they are blending into the wind and snow.

Duan Dongyang was knocked away for the first time, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, obviously his own strength was stronger, obviously he was much stronger than these two people, why could they hurt themselves?

"Because I miss it, I have someone I have to see, even if it's broken."

"Because of love, I have someone I have to protect, and I have to fight for this."

"Humans are weak, but they are strong. In this lonely starry sky, in this strange environment, the only thing that can give us comfort is the bond with each other, not any great truth, not everyone can become a saint, live and fight for the collective, for the human race. People are too small, our hearts are not so big, we can't fit all the people, the only thing that can support us and give us strength is not the human race, not the collective view, the overall situation, but selfishness, the people we care about. ”

Duan Dongyang shouted angrily: "Ridiculous! Do you want to say that selfishness can save the Terrans? Everyone is selfish and cares about themselves more than the collective, who will sacrifice? Who will pay? Who can save the Terrans? ”

The silver light bloomed, and the momentum of the two of them was scattered at once.

"The human race is not saved by the ruthlessness of the human emperor, and it takes everyone to stand up. Because I want to protect the people I care about, because I have concern, I will do anything for the people I care about. It's not just a matter of deciding who to sacrifice and forcing people to sacrifice, people will be willing to give for the love of their hearts, this is people, stupid people. ”

Duan Dongyang was no longer calm, instead of madness, panic, silver mangs continued to shoot out from the sword, forcing the two of them to keep falling backwards, "A bunch of nonsense!" The ruthlessness of the human emperor is the product of the experience of the human emperor from generation to generation, and the ruthlessness of the human emperor is the most correct, and we are all right!! ”

Ling Feng and Zheng Yinjun's dual sword combination had a faint tendency to be destroyed, but the two of them did not have a trace of worry.

"Black belly, look at it, this is the sword intent of the old sword."

There was a slight sound from Ling Feng's long sword, and when the sword moved, the wailing continued to play, which was a mournful music that was moved by the sword. A sword stabbed out and pierced into Duan Dongyang's heart, Duan Dongyang, who had already been disturbed, felt as if his heart was being stabbed and stirred by a sword. The trend of attacking was stopped all of a sudden, and his thoughts were constantly shrouded in a sad mood, and tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes.

"Sad?"

Zheng Yinjun savored this sword, and at this time, Dongyang's face became more and more crazy, the silver mangs that rushed to the sky cleared the wind and snow, and a shocking sword cracked the earth, and a deep ravine divided the earth into two halves, and it was about to swallow the two of them.

"Mourning is not for me, a sword that belongs to me is anger."

"Treat the injustice of fate, treat the future with resentment, I hate the future that makes me desperate, I hate my birth, I hate my weakness, and I am angry from hatred."

The crimson vision suddenly appeared, and the sword intent of anger coincided with the crimson intent, and the five-meter-tall crimson phantom appeared, and the red light soared into the sky.

The crimson power attracted the power of the blue shadow in Ling Feng's body, and the blue shadow illusion burst out of Ling Feng's body, and the sword intent of mourning combined with the blue shadow illusion.

Two giant elephants stood between heaven and earth, and with the two swords of one red and one blue, the giant elephant roared and rushed out, colliding with the earth-shattering sword.

Buzz~~~Buzz~~~

The whole world was covered with light, and violent sounds echoed between the heavens and the earth, and only the buzzing sound echoed in my ears.

The sword elder in the bloody battle with the Tar Emperor in mid-air, although he was fighting with the Tar Emperor, but his mind had been paying attention to Zheng Yinjun's side, after seeing Ling Feng comprehend the Mourning Sword, his face was full of smiles, he was worthy of being a talented genius, but he could learn his Mourning Sword Intent after observing it once.

However, after seeing that Zheng Yinjun had comprehended the sword intent of anger through this sword, he couldn't help but laugh on the spot, what could be more happy than to see that his sword intent had a successor?

On the other side, the two of them floated down, tired and half-kneeling on the ground, sweat stained their bodies, as if they were dehydrated.

Duan Dongyang's body was half torn apart, there were multiple wounds on his body, the power of the royal family had been exhausted, and he could no longer use it, he could only watch his body bleed, he could only watch the wounds frost, and he could only lie on the ground and wait for death to come.

"Anger and mourning...... I felt ...... Is this what it turns out to be feelings? It's so uncomfortable...... Why am I crying......" Duan Dongyang muttered, tears kept flowing from his eyes, and his eyes were even more dazed. He didn't understand, he didn't understand why he was crying, he didn't understand why he was so heartbroken.

Zheng Yinjun dragged his tired body and crawled in front of Duan Dongyang, looking at his tearful face, looking at his face similar to his own.

Duan Dongyang saw the complexity in Zheng Yinjun's heart and muttered, "Will you be sad?" ”

Zheng Yinjun whispered: "Yes......"

"That's nice...... I don't understand feelings...... Now that I think about it, my mother sent you out because of love...... That woman once smiled at me, and I killed her, and her expression at that time was sad or resentful? ”

"My life will not be remembered by anyone, my death will not cause anyone's sorrow in the first place, and the only purpose of my life is for the sake of the human race. My life is not my own, but ...... At this last moment, to be able to be remembered by you as a person, to be sad for me...... It's so nice......"