"It's just crazy!"

The Four Great King Kongs regretted it in their hearts, they had known that they would not provoke this madman, who would have thought that he would dare to do such an extreme thing!

None of them brought weapons, and with their bare hands, seeing that Li Qing was killing with a treasure knife, they didn't dare to take it lightly, and they retreated one after another.

Li Qing swung the sword light impenetrable and forced the four people back. looked around, but saw that the formation of the four people was not chaotic at all, and with tacit understanding, they still surrounded him in the middle, waiting for the opportunity to move. He thought to himself: "It's just a futile effort to go down, but it's better to fight for one more person!"

So he spotted a lone person, and suddenly burst out, crossed a distance of several meters, and slashed out with a knife, as fast as lightning.

"So fast!" the man looked surprised, but he was not slow to react at all, and he dodged with a slight side of his body. Li Qing bullied forward, and slashed out several times in an instant, turning into a net of heaven and earth. But that man was extremely nimble, and in the flicker of his body, he easily avoided all the sword lights!

These knives didn't even hit the corners of the other party's clothes!

"Even with the treasure knife in hand, is the gap still so big?" Li Qing sighed, very disappointed in his heart. Sure enough, he is worthy of being a battle-hardened warrior! With his strength, in the case of a head-to-head duel, there really is no chance at all.

This person seemed to be forced to retreat in embarrassment and was in danger, but Li Qing had almost failed. Because there is more than one enemy. They won't give him another chance.

Sure enough, it was faster than expected, and the three people behind him had already attacked, punching one after another, and the terrifying power hit the back of Li Qing, who was defenseless.

They attacked with all their might, and directly beat Li Qing out and fell to the ground, he felt a sharp pain, the blood in his chest rolled, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

He clutched the knife tightly in his hand and gritted his teeth to get up, but he was no longer able to fight, so he could only fall unwillingly.

"Failed, is it finally going to end?" he smiled bitterly, and then fainted.

......

The next day, before the ancestral temple.

Only a few days after the day of the sacrifice, the place was full of people again. They talked a lot, pointing at the people on the stage.

The person on the stage is naturally Li Qing. He was tied to a wooden frame, covered in bruises, and apparently tortured. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the people in the audience, his eyes indifferent. A few days ago, he was also on this stage, accepting everyone's discussions, and his heart was indignant. But this time, he was already unfazed.

Today, he will be burned alive in front of the ancestral temple. In the face of life and death, what else is not to be taken lightly?

Next to it is the heavenly sword, standing immobile for eternity, witnessing one person after another, one thing after another. I wonder if this knife will be lonely?

He saw his mother in the audience and saw that she was crying, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. In this world, the only one who can't give up is my mother. He was a son of man in vain, and he couldn't serve her, so that the white-haired person sent the black-haired person, and she felt guilty in her heart. But what can be done now? If nothing happens, he will be dead today.

At this moment of life and death, he suddenly felt a little regret in his heart. It's not that he's afraid of death, he'd expected this outcome before he did it. He's worried about his mother! Of course, he's a hundred gone, but it's his mother who suffers. What will she do with her life in the future?

The ability to do so for a while may only be exchanged for the pain of relatives. So many people in this world have chosen to endure and humiliate, not because they are cowardly, but because they have too many fetters in their hearts.

The patriarch looked sad and looked a lot haggard. When he heard about Zaro's death yesterday, he thought he was joking, but the bloody facts completely knocked him down. Overnight, his hair turned a lot grayer.

He strengthened his spirit, maintained his apparent majesty, walked up to the stage, looked at Li Qing with resentment, and accused him of his crimes: "My son Zaro, what an upright and brave man! But yesterday in the back mountain, because of some conflict with Li Qing, the son of a sinner, he was killed by a sneak attack. How can such a vicious person be left in the world and harm his clansmen? Today, I will burn this demon to death in front of this ancestral temple to avenge my son!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The crowd was furious and shouted. Li Qing looked down at everyone on the stage, with an unruly look on his face. Is he a man who fears death!

"Don't kill me!" a heart-rending voice finally sounded. Li Qing's mother ran up to the stage, knelt on the ground, and cried to everyone: "Please! He is still a child......

"Mother!" Li Qing hurriedly shouted, and couldn't help but shed tears. He really didn't want to see his mother suffer anymore.

The scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone quietly watched the woman's pleading, with complicated eyes. For the sake of her son, she must be willing to give up everything, including dignity and life.

She cried and kowtowed: "Please! For the sake of Yuanlong's previous efforts for the clan, spare him." ”

The patriarch said in a cold voice: "If I spare him, who will spare my son? Does my son deserve to die? Murder pays for his life, and it is justified that no one can save him today! Li Yuanlong is a sinner of the tribe, and his son is also a violent man, and this family should not appear in the world at all!"

Li Qing's mother raised her head suddenly when she heard this, looked at the patriarch with red eyes, and said hatefully: "The humiliating forbearance is just in exchange for an inch. Ten years ago, you killed Yuanlong, and today you want to kill my son, do you really want to kill them all?"

"You... What nonsense are you talking about?" the patriarch shook violently and stammered, "Who killed Li Yuanlong?"

"Haha......" she laughed while crying, "You can deceive the people of the world, can you deceive me? That demon beast was lured by you and then framed Yuanlong! The people who testified at that time were all your subordinates! The rest of the people were all deceived by you!"

"What ......" everyone in the audience was stunned!

I didn't expect her to bring up the old story again, and she broke such a fierce news. Someone carefully recalled it, and it seemed that all the witnesses at that time were really all the patriarch's subordinates, and even the patriarch himself came out to testify!

Could it be ....... Is what she said true? Some people couldn't help but waver. The crowd gradually stirred.

I only heard Li Qing's mother continue to say slowly: "Back then, Yuanlong once told me that you found a hundred-year-old blood yuan fruit in the mountain range, but there was a powerful demon beast guarding it, so you wanted Yuanlong to retrieve it, but he refused, because that demon beast was too powerful. Unexpectedly, a few days later, the demon beast attacked the tribe......"

"Shut up!" The patriarch couldn't help it, his face became hideous and terrifying, and he suddenly rushed towards Li Qing's mother and slapped her in the chest.

How could she, a weak woman, withstand such an attack, she was directly sent out and fell on the boulder with a heavenly sword in front of the ancestral temple.

"Mother!" Li Qing's eyes cracked, his beard pointed upward, and shouted frantically: "Old horseman, you have the ability to come at me!"

The crowd was in an uproar and there was a lot of discussion. Seeing this situation, even the most stupid people have some bad guesses in their hearts.

Li Qing's mother fell on the boulder, spitting out a mouthful of blood, staining the Heavenly Sword red, looking extremely miserable.

There seemed to be a flash of purple light on the heavenly knife, she felt something, turned her head to look, and saw that the blood on the knife was quietly decreasing. She was shocked in her heart, and said to herself in a daze, "What's going on...... Could it be that the Heavenly Sword really has a spirit?"

She seemed to sense the call of the Heavenly Sword, this was ...... Bloodthirsty thirst!

There seems to be a soul that has been sleeping for too long in the Heavenly Sword, and between waking up and not waking up, only the last bit of blood and soul nourishment can be completely awakened!

She understood, and made up her mind instantly. Turning his head, he glanced at Li Qing gently: "Son, you have to live well!"

Li Qing suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

She looked at the last look of this suffering world, and silently thought in her heart: "Heavenly sword, heavenly sword, I respect you and love you." If you have a spirit, save my son. I am willing to sacrifice my blood. Three lives and seven lives, nine deaths without regrets!"

After speaking, he stretched out his wrist and slashed at the knife, and blood gushed out immediately. The Heavenly Sword seemed to come to life, turning into a sky-swallowing giant beast, and instantly absorbed the blood into it. It didn't seem to be satisfied, and greedily pumped out the blood, and the blood that flowed from its wrist became faster and faster, until it was like turning into a torrent and pouring into the heavenly sword.

The Heavenly Sword gradually emitted a purple light, becoming more and more prosperous, as if an ancient soul was gradually awakening, and the terrifying aura overwhelmed the heavens and the earth.

There were dark clouds slowly gathering in the sky, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be darkened.

"The Heavenly Sword has appeared!" Everyone in the audience felt their souls tremble, and they bowed to the ground one after another.

"Don't-" Li Qing shouted anxiously as he watched his mother cut her wrist, struggling desperately, but she was firmly trapped by the rope. His shout, in front of the purple light in the sky, seemed so powerless.

The mother looked at Li Qing lovingly, her blood gradually dried up, her eyes gradually dimmed, her hands fell weakly, and finally closed her eyes. The purple light was sheng, enveloping her body, and it was completely sucked into the Heavenly Sword.

It not only needs her blood, but it also spares her body and soul! This strong woman dissipates completely from heaven and earth, leaving no trace. Her body has completely fused with the Heavenly Sword.

A purple light that penetrated the sky and the earth rose to the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky were all dyed purple, and the wind and clouds surged, turning into a huge purple vortex. The light shone for hundreds of miles, turning this piece of heaven and earth into a purple world.

In this purple impact, the rope on Li Qing's body completely broke. He gained his freedom and immediately rushed to the Heavenly Sword.

Purple light filled his eyes, and he couldn't see the world in front of him at all. He reached out and groped slowly, trying to find his mother's body, but found nothing.

Too late!

He touched the hilt of the Heavenly Sword, and a familiar breath passed along his arm, like a mother's warm embrace. He gripped the hilt of his knife and pulled it gently.

With a "bang", the heavenly sword rose in response.

The heavenly sword, which has not been pulled out for hundreds of years, has finally seen the light of day today. Li Qing pulled it out, and it was effortless!

The purple light between heaven and earth quickly receded like a tide, and everything returned to the clear wind and clouds, and the sky returned to light, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

There was silence. Everyone slowly raised their heads and looked at the stage, and they saw that the Heavenly Sword was being held by Li Qing in his hand.

He was gently stroking the Heavenly Sword, feeling the familiar breath, and muttered, "I will live well." ”

The heavenly knife is more than one meter, the whole body is purple, and the blade is simple and rough, as if it is a product of ancient times. The blade is blunt, and it makes people wonder if they can cut things.

Most importantly, it's a broken knife - no point! Who can cut off the heavenly sword, or is it just a name?

Seeing that the vision of heaven and earth had disappeared, the patriarch shouted angrily: "Come on, go up and kill him for me!" At this point, he has no way to turn back, he must kill Li Qing, regain the heavenly sword, and establish authority. Fortunately, most of the warriors in the tribe were his subordinates and loyal to him.

However, in the face of the Heavenly Sword, his subordinates were afraid, and they cowered and did not dare to step forward.

"What are you afraid of? No matter how powerful it is, it's just a little hairy child, are you still afraid that you won't be able to kill it?"

As soon as these fighters gritted their teeth, they had no choice but to rush to the stage, draw their weapons, and slowly surround them.

Li Qing raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at these people with hatred. If it weren't for these people, how could my mother have died?

These people, all of them deserve to die!

"Die!" he roared, slashing out with his knife. He suddenly felt a strange state, and the world in front of him seemed to become a static painting, and then it was easily cut in half by the Heavenly Sword. The bodies of all the people in the painting, along with weapons, were all cut into two pieces!

The picture disappeared, Li Qing's vision returned to normal, and the scene in front of him had turned into a Shura field, with stumps everywhere, rivers of blood, countless people screaming, and those who were not yet dead stretched out their bloody hands and crawled out screaming.

Everyone was horrified by the horror. Everyone in the audience screamed and fled in all directions, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Li Qing didn't expect that a single knife could kill a large number of people, looking at the terrifying scene in front of him, not only did he not feel scared, but he was very happy in his heart.

"Hahahaha-" He laughed maniacally, what a powerful power! With such power, does he need to be afraid of anything? He can no longer suppress the killing intent in his heart, he wants to kill everyone and bury his mother!

Just as he was about to swing the knife again, suddenly, he felt a feeling of weakness in his body, almost making him unsteady on his feet.

It cleared his mind a little.

"What's going on? It's just a knife, so it's powerless?" he was unwilling, but helpless. Great power, there is always a price to pay, and it is impossible to use it without restrictions.

Li Qing glared hatefully at the fleeing patriarch, jumped back, and disappeared into the endless forest in a few falls.