Cheng Yuqi took the pill in Tianxing's hand, looked at it, then sighed, shook his head and said, "Tianxing, it's not good." Although this golden pill of yours has a strong healing effect, it is too late, and if you come back ten days early, maybe there will be salvation. ”

Tianxing was completely stunned for a moment, he couldn't believe it, numbly took the golden pill in Yu Qi's hand, yes, now that the Taishi Ancestor Ye Wushuang has tried his best, the golden pill he brought is useless, is it, is it really to watch the absolute madness Ling die?

"Kid...... Don't ...... for me And sad, people are inherently dead, and I live...... In the past 90 years, even if you die...... What's to regret, the key lies in you...... These potential ...... The new generation is ...... mad You have to pass on the mantle of the Crazy Sword Sect and study it well...... Practice mad swordsmanship, it's ...... for you The use of energy in the future can be of great help. You're still ...... after all It's already ...... to be back, and the ancestor can see you for the last time Satisfied. Absolute Madness spurted out a mouthful of blood, breathing rapidly, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Master, you will definitely be fine. Tianxing choked up.

"Kid...... Listen to me, child, this new generation of disciples in the Crazy Sword Sect ...... You're the best...... This is the mad sword technique...... The second layer of the most important Peerless Spectrum, take it, I've been hiding it...... Decades, and now there is no reason to survive any more...... Go, your talents...... Very good, just ...... It's just that the ancestor can't see your day, child, your true identity, you can go...... Ask your Taishizu, I ...... I want to be more careful...... Look at the little ones of your generation......"

Tianxing burst into tears, unable to restrain his feelings any longer, and took a booklet that he had barely taken out and put it into his killing storage space. He looked at Jue Ling, this old man whose vitality was infinitely weak, he was so energetic in the past, but now, no one can bear to look at him directly, even Cheng Yuqi silently sighed and closed his eyes.

"Child, this last page...... It records the third ...... of the mad sword technique. That is, at the highest level, remember, less than ...... Eight-star Great Demon Soul Warrior level, don't taste it...... When I tried to cultivate, I couldn't feel it anymore...... You must have the strength you have now...... Not a small improvement, take good care of it...... Yourself, don't be reckless......" Before the words fell, the mad sword saint had tilted his head, his body fell down, and he lost all his vitality, but his wrinkled face looked extremely relaxed.

The mad sword saint, one of the four great sword saints, passed away suddenly.

"No, ......" Tianxing roared sadly, his eyes burst out with unparalleled killing intent, and the spirit disk behind him rose violently, with five six-pointed stars printed on it, shining, the breath of killing instantly expanded, and the spirit disk also underwent a lot of changes, it looked like it was constantly dripping blood in the rotation, which was extremely terrifying.

"Five-star Great Dou Master level?" Cheng Yuqi exclaimed, he would never have thought that Tianxing would have such a high promotion, you know, half a year ago he was still a four-star Dou Master-level martial artist, and he was also a first-level Dou Master, but now he has become a martial artist of the Five-Star Great Dou Master realm, and his strength has made a qualitative breakthrough in such a short period of time, which is really unbelievable.

Under the instruction of Ye Wushuang, Cheng Yuqi slammed out a palm and directly knocked Tianxing unconscious, and now he couldn't bear to see such a scene.

Ye Wushuang seemed to be much older at this moment, he looked at the absolute madness with a serene expression, and sighed: "Take this little guy, go down." ”

Although Cheng Yuqi was sad, he was still conscious, he gently lifted the celestial star with his left hand, sent him out of the cave, and put him in his original room to rest. Ye Wushuang looked at all this, his heart was indescribable, he closed his eyes and silently shed a tear.

That's definitely old tears, Ye Wushuang is close to one hundred and forty years old this year, and he hasn't shed tears for sixty years, watching his three apprentices pass away, but he has no ability to redeem it, even if Ye Wushuang is strong, what's the use?

And the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect, led by Zou Hao, also learned about Tianxing's safe return from the quicksand tomb, Cheng Yuqi just left, they went to the dormitory to visit Tianxing like crazy, although they didn't know why Tianxing fainted, but now that the Crazy Sword Saint is seriously injured, Tianxing has become the only backbone of the younger generation.

After about a few dozen minutes, Tianxing had already woken up, Cheng Yuqi didn't use any strength, just made him temporarily unconscious, and when he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect.

These disciples are naturally his acquaintances, and they will not be unrecognized.

"Boss, how are you?" Zou Hao asked first.

Tianxing recalled everything before, tears flowed out involuntarily, he gritted his teeth, forced back the tears that had arrived in front of him, and said in a flat tone: "I'm fine." ”

Zou Hao and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and a disciple next to them remembered that Tianxing had just been sent by Cheng Yuqi, the head of the Four Great Sword Saints, so he continued to ask.

"Boss, you just went to the stone cave of the Grand Master, how is the old man's recovery now?"

"Yes, yes, how is the ancestor?"

Tianxing was stunned for a moment, he didn't know how to answer them now, as if he was a machine that had lost his soul: "Help me down." ”

"Oh, okay. ”

Several disciples hurriedly carried Tianxing out of bed, he had no expression, he walked step by step and staggered outward, the dozen disciples behind hurriedly followed, Tianxing walked outside, the thin sunlight brought some warmth, Tianxing's heart was as cold as ice, he came to the flat ground of the martial arts training ground, and knelt down with both knees.

"Boss, this is ......" The puzzled disciple immediately asked tentatively.

Tianxing's voice was filled with sadness, and he almost choked up: "Master Ancestor, his old man...... Passed away. May his spirit in heaven have eternal peace. ”

"What!"

This news was like five thunders to the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect, and none of them dared to believe that the Crazy Sword Saint, one of the four great sword saints, had passed away like this. Even Zou Hao's eyes had an incredible light in them, time seemed to stand still like this, no one moved, no one spoke.

Plopped, Zou Hao slammed forward, kneeling beside Tianxing, his body seemed to be drained of strength, and his eyes were blank.

Then, one after another disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect knelt down on the martial arts training ground, and their beloved master left like this, and they had to give them a ride. A total of eighteen disciples, not a few of them, all fell to the ground and wept bitterly.

Then, those other disciples of the Madness Sword Sect who had learned the news also ran over, and they didn't say anything, just knelt there silently, silently crying. At first, it was just one or two people choking, but then everyone cried loudly, all venting the sadness in their hearts. And the disciples of the other Sword Sect saw this scene, and they probably knew what was going on, they didn't disturb those disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect, let's cry for a while.

From a distance, Bai Dusk City and Yu Gunuo saw the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect kneeling on the ground, and they also understood, they didn't say anything, they just lowered their heads in unison, but their hearts were sour. The third junior disciple who had been cultivating with them for decades just went, and for a while, the entire Heavenly Gold Sword Pavilion was filled with a sad atmosphere.

"The Dark, I swear, will make your life worse than death!"

"Dark Clan, as long as I live for one day, I will never let you have a good time-"

"Shameless, despicable! Dark, you wait for me!"

"I will never spare you, let the spirit of the ancestor rest in heaven!"

Those disciples of the Madness Sword Sect who were kneeling on the ground also began to roar one by one at this moment, their eyes were burned red with anger, and they were about to explode, and even more, they were still calling on those companions to bravely fight back.

"Brothers, our old man will go like this, he will not die in vain, we will not forget this hatred! Who wants to go down the mountain with me and go directly to the lair of the dark faction!" someone shouted.

"Let's go, are you still members of the Crazy Sword Sect? Master Ancestor is still cold, let's use the enemy's blood to water hatred together. ”

"Brother Zou, come with us!"

For a while, the angry disciples had lost their minds, and some even got up directly, returned to the courtyard where they lived to get their swords, and were about to prepare to go down the mountain desperately.

"Enough, shut up for me, who dares to move!" Zou Hao got up abruptly and yelled.

Those disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect were all suppressed, and they stood in place one by one, looking at each other.

Tianxing slowly stood up, his fists were already clenched, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt at any moment, he glared at those overly radical disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect, and said coldly: "If anyone wants to die in vain, go down the mountain now, get out of now!" What the Master Ancestor told me before he died was to calm down, improve my cultivation, and don't rush to take revenge, so that there will be a chance in the future!"

Seeing that there were still disciples who wanted to blush and defend themselves, Tianxing raised his voice: "It's enough, whoever dares to go down the mountain without permission is to break the door rules, beware of my subordinates being merciless, the master is not the opponent of those dark bastards, what is the use of you going?

Several of them dropped their swords and hung their heads without saying a word. Tianxing sighed in his heart, why didn't he want to take revenge? But in the midst of his anger, he still had to maintain a trace of sanity, if he let them go, wouldn't it be an egg hitting a stone?

"If you still recognize me as the boss, just listen to me, everyone is not allowed to act alone, now go and retreat for me, everyone gathers in a courtyard, after arranging three meals, they are not allowed to go out, for half a year, if anyone's strength has improved a lot, come to me and give you guidance on swordsmanship, such an orderly mad sword sect is what the master is willing to see!"