Compared with the previous violent battle, the gap this time seemed to be greater, and the blow of Dugu Sword seemed to be more severe! I felt that the whole person had lost its momentum, and the invincible edge was like a rusty blade that had been blunted.

On the **** deck of the Peerless Sword, without the support of spiritual power, it quickly turned into a point of light and dissipated.

Dugu Jian was stunned, like an ancient old man with vicissitudes, and the originally straight rocker also bowed down.

From this, Ye Wentian knew that Dugu Jian's self-esteem and self-confidence had been completely shattered, and the next thing was to help him rebuild.

Jumping down from the bow of the boat in a gentle step, Ye Wentian patted Dugu Jian's shoulder: "Do you take it now? ”

"It's me who lost, I have nothing to say!I'm sorry!" Dugu Jian suddenly apologized, the silver light in his hand flashed, and the peerless sword appeared again, raising his hand to wipe it off his neck, and he was about to kill himself!

The crowd was shocked.

Ye Wentian has long been guarding against this hand, in the TV series of his previous life, this kind of arrogant person will always look for short-sightedness at every turn, it is really bloody! At the moment when Dugu Sword shot, he had already clamped the sharp blade at a faster speed, and snatched the Wushuang Sword from him.

"You, can't I die?" Dugu Jian roared angrily at Ye Wentian like a wounded lion.

Ye Wentian threw away the Wushuang Sword, and in the eyes of everyone in disbelief, he slapped Dugu Jian in the face fiercely, and with such great force that he directly flew him out.

Dugu Jian flew out two meters and rolled down on the side of the ship, he struggled to get up, covered his red and swollen cheeks, and stared at Ye Wentian, his eyes were about to choose someone to devour.

"Look for death at every turn, are you a man? A dignified seven-foot man should stand up to the sky, even if he bears the humiliation of his crotch, he should be strong to survive, live, and then kill back! And you, you have only lost two battles, and you don't even want your life, what are you? What is the value of you having to die? This kind of death is not as good as a villain who dies on the guillotine, you bastard, a coward! What qualifications do you have to represent the Peerless Sword Sect!" Ye Wentian's face was gloomy, and his voice was sonorous and powerful, which shook Dugu Jian's ears and rumbled.

"I ......" Dugu Jian wanted to defend himself, but he was blocked back.

"I'm a fart! Don't tell me any bullshit that a soldier can be killed and cannot be humiliated! Which of the strong people who have become famous in history has not been wronged? Which one has gone all the way to the top? If you are not humiliated, then you will die, and you will not want to have your share in the ranks of the strong! If the Peerless Sword Sect was defeated at the beginning, according to your logic, should you commit suicide collectively? If they couldn't bear to be humiliated and survived at that time, how could you be where you are today, did you jump out of the cracks in the stones?" Ye Wentian grabbed Dugu Jian's collar and pulled him up, his eyes stared directly at him, his eyes were full of anger.

"Our sect ......" Dugu Jian wanted to speak again, but was blocked back.

"Shut up Lao Tzu! Don't you want to revive the sect? Don't you say unashamedly that you want to lead the sect to its glory again? Aren't these the guts that weigh on your shoulders? If you die, what will you do to achieve this? In my opinion, you don't care at all, if you care, even if I squat on your head and shit, you will endure humiliation and live secretly! Instead of killing yourself for the sake of mere failure, as you are now! Your life is too damn worthless!" Ye Wentian threw him out fiercely.

Dugu Jian hit the mast and fell, his face turned pale and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was not fallen, but forced out by Ye Wentian's continuous questioning.

A shout and a question rang like an alarm bell, and he trembled.

Ye Wentian didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, and dropped a sentence: "Think it out yourself, come see me after you think about it!" After speaking, he flicked his hand and returned to the bow of the boat.

Looking at the staggered land blocks in the distance, Ye Wentian let out a sigh, he was really angry just now, he hated this kind of guy who was looking for death at every turn, the responsibility in their mouths was simply empty words, in their eyes, their dignity was the most important!

In the case of Ip Mantian himself, even if he is crippled by the enemy, he will never take the initiative to die, because there are too many and too heavy courage on his shoulders, and there are too many people in his heart who can't let go, if he dies, how sad will those who care about him, love him and miss him be? There is only one life, and when he dies, there is nothing, and it will bring endless pain to the people around him!

Thinking of this, Ye Wentian felt in his heart, and couldn't help but start thinking about his relatives and friends: "Dad, where are you? Are you doing well? Don't be found by the Soul Splitting Sect! Old Sha Maitreya and Xinglian, how are you doing? And Teresa, you have to wait for me, I will definitely become stronger to see you, even if the world wants to hunt you down, I will use my life to block in front of you, wait for me!"

A long sigh that did not fit the age came from Ye Wentian's mouth, and the youth that should have belonged to this age was long gone, replaced by maturity and stability, as well as a man's standing in the sky.

Monica quietly looked at Ye Wentian's back, feeling that this young man's back was unprecedentedly tall, and what he said to Dugu Jian just now also deeply touched her, she was very puzzled, why did Ye Wentian have these profound feelings? What has he experienced? The dragon's curiosity began to attack again.

Similarly, Ye Wentian's words also deeply touched everyone, not only Dugu Jian, but everyone also stood stunned and fell into reflection.

I don't know how long it took, but a hoarse and deep voice came from behind me: "I understand, thank you!"

Ye Wentian was awakened from his memories, and he didn't have to look back, he also knew that it was Dugu Jian behind his back: "What do you understand?"

Dugu Jian said in a hoarse voice: "I am the only male disciple of the generation of the Peerless Sword Sect, and I am also the heir of the Peerless Sword Sect, I shoulder the heavy responsibility of recovering the sect, so my life no longer belongs to me, and I have no right to choose death!"

Ye Wentian nodded: "Very good, it seems that you really understand!"

Dugu Jian continued: "I will abide by the agreement and be your subordinate to do things for you, but I hope you don't interfere in my restoration of the sect, okay?"

The tone of the interrogative sentence had already been explained, and Ye Wentian turned to look at him squarely: "Don't worry, not only will I not interfere, but I will do my best to help you! Do you think you can complete this task with your strength? I promise you that as long as you don't betray me, I will definitely let the Peerless Sword Sect return to the Ten Sects of the Blue Dragon and restore its former glory!"

"Is this true?" Dugu Jian's eyes shot a fiery light, and his rickety body also stood up.

Ye Wentian stretched out a hand: "Naturally, let's high-five!"

"Okay, let's high-five and swear!" Dugu Jian took a deep breath, calmed his complicated thoughts, and high-fived Ye Wentian heavily.