The vitality was greatly consumed, and Shen Wujiang was obviously as withered as an old man at this time, but he jumped up at a lightning speed, grabbed Lian Zimiao and threw it at the really small blade of the gods!

"Master!"

Lian Zimiao roared eagerly.

The dark demon eyes swelled with puzzlement and disappointment...... and the anger that has been repeatedly suppressed.

He had harmed Zhen Xiaoxiao once before, and if Master Wujiang did anything against the principles of heaven at this time, he would ...... And he will ......

I heard the doubts in this tone, as well as the surging resentment under Lian Zimao's hoarse voice...... The white-robed old man's body trembled uncontrollably, his rickety body, holding a heavy bone knife in his arms, like a spring insect hugging the leaves of the autumn wind and dying, trembling slightly.

"...... in vain"

The Boundless God of War glanced at Lian Zimao deeply, the corners of his dry and blood-lost mouth lightly grinned, and the bottom of his cloudy eyes seemed to have a flash of water, but the shallow water waves disappeared in an instant, only turning into a more withered yellow and dead gray color, which seemed to have never appeared.

"Ask!"

With a solemn expression, he restrained his obscure emotions, stomped his feet violently, and hugged his sword to make a sound.

Lian Zimiao was drunk, and his expression was solemn and cautious.

Since he was a child, he learned art with his teacher, and Lixue Shizun often took him down the mountain to eat, drink, gamble and cheat, Wujiang Shizun, the favorite like to ask him coldly, this habit developed since childhood, can not be changed at all, as soon as he heard this familiar voice, he tensed his nerves, and listened carefully to the teacher's teachings with his ears pricked up.

"If the heart is haoran, the sword will be haoran, and when the heart is not haoran, your sword will ...... Is it still haoran? ”

"Hahahaha!"

Without giving Lian Zimao time to think and react, the Boundless God of War laughed wildly, swung out a knife, and slashed directly at the peak of the Death God Peak under his feet!

launched an unknown forbidden law, and at this moment, a golden fire rose on the body of the Boundless God of War!

Time is reversed, as if the youth has once again returned to the body of this withered monk!

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, resolute eyes, and a smile at the corners of his lips!

Dressed in white robes and white armor, whether it is a neat bun or the thick joints of his hands, he gives people an extremely stable and reliable feeling.

God knows no bounds!

Holding a sword to guard the soil, as long as this white figure is still standing in the sky, the people are happy, and the East Spirit Heaven is not extinguished!

The majestic white-robed god of war, the most glorious silhouette remained in the air.

And the real God Slashing Blade seemed to consume the last of its strength, shattering inch by inch in the wind.

Bone fragments peeled off the knife like withered flowers.

The rickety old man became even thinner in an instant, and there was no longer the breath of a strong man on his body, and he was so weak that he was ...... It's not as good as an old man in the last years of his life.

His body continued to tremble and shake, and the old man used up his last strength and knelt on the Death God Peak. It's just that his back is facing Zhen Xiaoxiao and Abu Yuyan, facing the vast Dongling Ice Field.

In the line of sight, there is only the scorched earth left over from the Great War, and the eternal ice and snow in the Northern Regions, but in the depths of the dim eyes, there are mountains and rivers reflected, verdant and prosperous.

As for the battle situation, he doesn't have to worry about it anymore,

Finally, I can completely unload all the torture-like burdens on my shoulders, and for the first time, I am so unfettered and watch the clouds roll quietly.

Behind him, there is desire, Abu Yuyan's imperative about the third step, and all the secrets of Zhenxiao's detachment from this star......

However, these are just small curiosities in my leisure time, and I have not given up in my heart.

There is only one choice for him.

This has never been the only one.

That's what's in front of you, Dongling.