The situation in the arena has become urgent.

Qilu's eyes suddenly widened, his face expressionless, as if possessed by another spirit, no matter how Snow Mark called, he did not have the slightest emotional turmoil, this was the effect of his father's order, like a psychological suggestion, stimulating some kind of mechanism in his inner world.

He skillfully drew his sword, the sword held the lower section without intention, his movements were capable and decisive, and his thoughts were vigorous, and he was like two people before, this is a strange road without feelings, a killing machine without feelings, and now if he fights Curry alone, it is like a father beating his son.

In swordsmanship, the "heartless" configuration in the lower section is sometimes considered to be a friendly starting style because it seems to be absent and cannot determine whether there is a will to fight, but on the other hand, it is also a firm so-called "untouched", representing an extremely firm determination, with the meaning of "both sides must die" in a decisive battle.

Qi Lu has lost consciousness at this time, he instinctively uses such a starting move, in fact, it is a reflection of his subconscious contradictions and struggles, if he is really unintentional and ruthless, he should have put on the pursuit of a blow to win, representing the "life of the enemy" of the upper starting hand.

Xue Scar didn't understand swordsmanship, and he didn't find out his struggles from it, he only found that Qilu's telekinesis had magically recovered!

No, it's not a recovery, it's an overdraft!

It may have cost him his life, but it had saved up enough telepathy to allow him to use telepathy again.

"Stop!"

Qilu didn't react. He's in a state like a machine, and since his dad gave that order, he's been like an NPC and he's been going on to execute it like an NPC.

Here it is, the attack of Qilu is launched.

It was the final blow, the one he used to kill Zadek and Plini. The swift and mysterious slash.

There's no way, it seems that there is only a battle, and the person in front of him is no longer the strange road he is familiar with, and the snow marks can feel it, which is like a new enemy.

Snow marks are like beasts, on all fours, his movements, skills, and strategies degenerate to the most primitive state in that moment, this is his most primitive instinct, like a beast, this is no longer the arena of Jerusalem, the wetland, but the snow jungle where he grows. He looked stupid with a knife in his mouth, but the four-legged short run was faster than his feet.

In the arena audience, next to the viewing ball, the confrontation between the Nianshi Guild and the Hand of the New God relaxed, knowing that it could not be fought, except for the stalemate President and the Pope, everyone turned their attention to the arena.

Sanji saw this scene and sighed, although the idea was good, but it still didn't work, even if the speed was reached, he couldn't resist Qilu's knife in a head-on confrontation.

The two of them fought in an instant, and time seemed to slow down.

I saw it, I saw it! Qi Lu cut the "Tang Bamboo" (chopping from top to bottom) from above, the knife cut out a black knife light, like a cut in the air, as if there was an invisible bag in the air, this knife cut open the bag, revealing the black air inside, no! It's not air, it's a new space! It's a world as black as ink!

No wonder he was able to kill Zadek and Pliny in one hit, no wonder Plini's bullet hit Zadek because he changed the trajectory of the bullet with the power of space.

At this moment, in the face of Qilu's spatial blade, Xueji suddenly made an astonishing move, he crossed his hands and greeted Qilu's blade that fell from the sky, using Qilu's previous swordless move!

Sanji's eyes lit up, it turned out that he was biting the knife in his mouth in order to free his hands to take the knife of Qilu, as long as he could take it with both hands, then there would still be a chance.

But after all, Xueji is just a cat and a tiger, and he learns to look decent, but in fact, it is not like that at all, Qilu's knife slashed at Xueji's wrist, just like cutting into tofu, and Xueji's hands were cut off.

Two fountains of blood erupted.

Ahh

But the snow mark still didn't change color, and the result was completely unexpected, Qilu could catch the knife with his hand, but he couldn't.

Although he can't enter the white blade empty-handed, he can sacrifice his hands to make Qilu's knife change direction, as long as he deflects a little bit to avoid his own vital point, he still has a chance!

Come on, this is the real decisive moment!

Snowmark's plan is good, but the biggest loophole is that the opponent he encounters is Qilu, a Qilu who has lost his feelings and is manipulated.

He sacrificed his hands, but he still didn't let the trajectory of the knife change the slightest bit. This knife is so fierce that even steel can be cut, even beveled planes have to be cut into sections. The slash with the power of space is fast and sharp, unstoppable.

It's over, it's over, and at this critical moment, despair wells up in Xueji's heart.

The two of them rushed together, like two cars colliding head-on, and it was too late to feel the pain of the blade cutting on their wrists, the knife was already in front of the snow marks, the cold light on the white blade was dazzling, and in the gap in the cut space, there was a world of necromancy.

To die, really to die.

Is this my destiny? Defeated at the hands of Qilu? But now I can't be resurrected, and defeat is death. But I can't die.

A voice sounded in the bottom of my heart, don't you want to die? remember how you feel now, remember your attachment at this moment today!

At that moment, the snow marks suddenly became enlightened, starting from the brain, like a lightning bolt, spreading throughout the body, a stream of heat gushing out of the body, and all the meridian nodes in the whole body were unimpeded, like an empty highway.

Yes!!!!!!!

Endless mental power poured out from the body, and the moment the blade of space reached the forehead of the snow mark, the incomparable "hardness" covered the whole body of the snow mark, the space was shattered, and the long knife bounced away, which was incomparably hard, and the blade of the space of Qilu slashed on the head of the snow mark, like a ruler slashing on the anvil.

The catapulted Hyakki nocturnal buzzed in the air, as if they were afraid of some kind of existence.

A majestic voice sounded in Xueji's mind: "The gods return to the north, and the gods are coming!"

With a loud bang, the space was torn, and the two of them passed by, unable to stand at all, and both fell.

Blood spurted wildly from Qilu's neck.

The moment he passed by, the firewood knife in Xueji's mouth cut Qilu's carotid artery. This knife is flawless in terms of height and strength, and it is a trap that has been designed before the confrontation. As long as Snow Marks deflected the knife of Qilu's attack, this counterattack was inevitable, and with their speed, it was more like Qilu himself sending his neck to the blade.

"No!" Snow Scar spat out the knife and struggled to his feet, pounced on Qilu's side:

"I'm sorry, I ...... I didn't know it would be like this. ”

Qilu came to his senses, just as his soul returned to his body: "Why apologize, I am the one who should apologize, I hurt your hands." ”

Snow Marks cried: "You released the water, I know you released the water!"

At that moment like a car colliding, Qilu's knife stayed in front of Snow Scar's forehead for a millisecond, it was his hesitation, it was his reason that fought against the controller at the last moment, and it was this millisecond that made Snow Scar achieve a reversal from defeat to victory.

Although it is only a millisecond, for a swordsman, this millisecond is equivalent to suicide.

"No, it's your strength that is stronger, even if I don't hesitate, you will win. ”

"No, no, no, it's not my power, I don't know what's going on. Snow Scar shook her head.

"Don't say that, that's your power. It's just that you didn't find out. This is the legacy of the gods. It chooses you. ”

Only then did Snow Mark notice that beside him, as far as his eye could see, countless golden-armored angels descended from the sky, knelt on one knee, and surrendered to Snow Mark.

In the stands, both the Pope and the President ceased fighting, and they looked at the arena in amazement, and at that moment, they all felt that a new legacy had been born.

"Remembering the gods and returning to the north, the legacy of the strongest gods!"

"The celestial spheres meet, and the gods return to the north!" said the Pope excitedly.

"Yes, I didn't expect that it was Nian Shen Beigui who was born, this inheritance that only exists in legends, and I was fortunate to see it born. ”

The people of the Holy See knelt down on one knee to the arena, they were surrendering to the north of the gods. It is to pay his respects to the gods.

Qilu's carotid artery wound couldn't stop the bleeding, the blood spurted out one by one, and it looked like it was about to run out, if it was dead, it would be really dead, and the snow marks were so anxious that he quickly took off his clothes and pressed them on Qilu's wound, and pressed them tightly with both hands (wrists). I hope to be able to extend the life of Qilu for a while.

"Someone, who will save him!"

But no one was able to save him, the arena's resurrection system failed, and people couldn't enter the arena, so he could only watch as Qilu slowly died.

"It's okay, this might be the best ending for me. Actually, I didn't want to obey my father's orders, and now I finally refused. I feel ...... It's easy,

In reply...... When I read God's questions, I ...... Actually, I lied, what I want most, like you, is...... Freely. ”

"Don't say any more, relax, don't let the blood flow so fast, we will all be free in the future, when I become the strongest teacher, I will definitely let you free from everyone's control, you also have to help me rescue my friends and family, I want nothing between heaven and earth to hinder us from living according to our own will!

Qilu's eyes widened a little, and Snow Marks' words seemed to open up a new world in front of his eyes.

His return lasted for a few seconds, and finally the sparkle in his eyes faded, and he closed his eyes with a smile, two lines of tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

"Snow marks, you're right, what it feels like to die...... It sucks. ”

He's dead.