Chapter 40 I only heard another page of the Hereafter
Cave.
Li Xunhuan walked out slowly, and what he saw was the one-armed Ah Fei.
The latter looked at him excitedly, and then told him everything that had happened during this time in heavy words.
After listening, Li Xunhuan trembled, clenched his fists and said, "I didn't expect me to be late, Master Qinglian ...... him."
"It's not your fault, no one thought that the Demon Sect's movements would be so fast and so ruthless!" Ah Fei held Li Xunhuan's shoulder.
The latter slowly raised his head and stared at him: "Ah Fei, now that the situation is declining, I must make the last effort." ”
Ah Fei said: "What do you want to do?"
Li Xunhuan said: "I want you to pass on a message to the Demon Sect, and in five days, I will wait for their sect leader at the top of Songshan Mountain." ”
Ah Fei was silent for a while, then nodded, "Okay!"
In the Demon Sect, Yan Shi quickly got the news, and his answer was only one word, "Okay!"
He looked up at the sky, his expression extremely lonely.
For some reason, he felt like he was about to leave this world.
A ray of light, brewing in the depths of his soul, radiated an indescribable brilliance, transcending time and space and traversing dimensions.
He looked out of the hall at a child who was only six or seven years old.
"What's your name?"
"Zhuo Yu!"
"From now on, your name is Gongzi Yu!"
"The trip to Songshan, if this seat has not returned, you will be in charge of this sect, and when he grows up, he will be handed over to him. Pointing at him, Yan Shi said to Jing Wuming.
The latter was stunned: "Actually, you don't have to go, with our power, no matter how powerful Li Xunhuan's flying knife is, it is only another Yu Qinglian, and the manpower will eventually be ......exhausted."
Yan Shi shook his head, looked at the sky and said, "That's not the case, just remember my words." ”
Although Jing Wuming was puzzled, he still nodded.
So, Yan Shi set foot on the road to the top of Songshan Mountain.
He didn't bring anything with him, he was alone.
People live in heaven and earth, they are lonely, and they only have themselves.
The world is long, and I am the only one.
The spring breeze blows the earth, the chill dissipates, and it is another year in the world.
"You are the Demon Sect Master!" At the foot of Song Mountain, a figure stopped Yan Shi's steps.
"Who are you?" Yan Shi asked.
"Long Xiaoyun!" said the person coldly.
"You're here to avenge your son?"
"Not bad!"
As Long Xiaoyun spoke, a crazy yellow-faced man appeared next to him and stabbed Yan Shi with a sword.
"Are you Hu Bu Gui?" Yan Shi grabbed his sword with the palm of his hand, and the gold and silver light in his hand surged, which was extremely dazzling.
"It's crazy Hu. The man laughed, but his expression was very solemn.
"You shouldn't have come. Yan Shi shook his head and said, "Your martial arts are actually not much weak, but in front of this seat, it is still too bad." ”
"No way, who made Lao Tzu owe Long Xiaoyun a favor, a favor is a thing, sometimes you have to pay it back with your life!" Hu Bugui looked at Yan She's strange hands, took out a gourd from his waist, and drank it in a big gulp.
After drinking, he attacked Yan Shi again.
And then he died.
was crushed by the gold and silver hands.
Long Xiaoyun looked at this scene and sighed: "Sure enough, he is not your opponent. ”
Yan Shi said: "Since you know, why do you want to come?"
Long Xiaoyun said: "Because I am a husband and a father. ”
He took out a silver spear and stabbed it at Yan She.
"I see!" Yan Shi nodded, grabbed it with both hands, the silver spear shattered, and the life was lost.
Before dying, Long Xiaoyun looked at Songshan and said, "Li Xunhuan, I'm sorry for you all my life, but I don't regret anything, because I love her." Today I finally don't owe you anything......"
Why not owe?
Yan Shi understood what he meant.
The reason why Long Xiaoyun appeared at this moment was not only to take revenge, but more importantly, he wanted to use his life to consume his own energy.
In the battle of masters, as long as there is a slight gap, it may be the distance between life and death.
All he had to do was to consume Yan Shi's true power as much as possible to increase Li Xunhuan's chances of winning.
For this, he paid with his life.
But he can also proudly say that he owes no one anymore and dies without regrets.
Yan Shi stepped on his corpse and walked to the top of Songshan Mountain.
The Demon Sect Leader, Xiao Li Shendao, will have a life-and-death battle on the top of Songshan Mountain, and this news has spread all over the rivers and lakes in five days.
Everyone knows that this is a duel that will determine the fate of martial arts.
Xiao Li's flying knife, the example is not in vain, can it reproduce the myth, eradicate the world's first demon in one fell swoop, and turn the tide in the building?
Or will the demons disappear from now on, and the rivers and lakes will fall into a demonic disaster?
All eyes were on the battle.
But on Songshan Mountain, it was deserted, and there was no one.
Yan Shi stepped on this place and thought of not long ago. At that time, there was a thousand-year-old temple here, a holy place for martial arts, and the incense was prosperous, which was a sacred place in the hearts of the people of the rivers and lakes.
It was he who destroyed this place with his own hands and turned it into a hell on earth.
Today, it's deserted.
The prosperity of the past, the prosperity of the past, and the horror of the past have all disappeared.
The world is so ruthless, no matter how prosperous you are, you will eventually wither.
No one is eternal, nothing is immortal.
"Thousands of years later, the battle between you and me will only be another page in the history books of later generations, even if it is a legend, but it is only the past. ”
Yan Shi looked at the middle-aged man not far away.
Li Xunhuan's face was calm: "The way of heaven is natural, everything has a day of withering, since the sect leader understands this truth, why not let go of attachment, even if you win this battle, it will still be loess after a hundred years, and a page will be added to the history books of future generations." ”
Yan Shi shook his head and said, "Having said that, as a mortal, we can only live in the present after all. ”
"Then ...... Let's fight!"
......
The top of the mountain.
The wind is clear, and the moon is cold.
There was no sound everywhere, only a kind of loneliness.
Thinking of the world and the world, I was alone and wept.
Yan Shi and Li Xunhuan looked at each other, and the murderous intent was surging.
Yan Shi suddenly spoke: "I know that you have practiced the Phaseless Divine Skill, but even so, you still only have one chance. ”
"I just need one trick. ”
The knife flashed, and the unparalleled Xiao Li flying knife shot out.
There are no words to describe the splendor of this knife, and no one can imagine the splendor of this knife.
Heaven and earth, throughout the ages, there is only this knife!
After sending out this knife, Li Xunhuan's hair and eyebrows turned snow-white in an instant.
It actually burned the vitality, condensed the life element, and used life to send out this knife.
Yan Shi thought that his gold and silver hands were indestructible, enough to resist this knife.
But it wasn't until he faced it that he realized that it was actually ridiculous.
Xiao Li's flying knife is not something that can be resisted by defensive power, such as hard skills and the like.
Because it condenses Li Xunhuan's lifelong spirit, condensed a little, it has reached the realm of "entering the gods".
It's not only fast, it's also extremely sharp.
Even the strongest shield made of metal could not stop the sword.
A moment of life and death.
Yan Shi suddenly smiled.
Because at this moment, he suddenly understood something completely.
A flash of blood flashed in his dark eyes.
Then, he opened his mouth and bit lightly.
The world's unparalleled flying knife was actually bitten by him with his mouth, and then only the sound of "click" and "click" was heard.
The Ten Divine Skills of the Demon Sect chew iron Dafa.
Xiao Li flew into his stomach, Yan Shi burped, and commented: "The taste is not good." ”
Li Xunhuan was dumbfounded, and finally smiled bitterly: "Good teeth." ”
Then he fell, and died of life.
At the last moment, he saw Yan Shi being engulfed in an indescribable white light and disappearing without a trace.