Chapter 15 Why should you be in the sky?

"Ling Yunxiao, this is a desperate choice, it is to fight for your life and live for the war!" said the words, his voice became cold and hard, his pupils narrowed slightly, and the yin owl was very.

The words fell, and the fruit slashed again, like a bolt of lightning, piercing the sky. The iron sword is cold-cold, shocking, and fierce.

A simple and terrifying blow was like a huge wave rushing towards Han Xuanming's waist and abdomen.

The sharp and direct offensive made Han Xuanming frightened for a while, and he didn't want to confront him directly at all. Facing the falling iron sword, Han Xuanming was shocked, chose to avoid its edge, and retreated backwards several times.

And Han Xuanming's actions made Guo angry, and he said coldly: "Just blindly going backwards, there will never be a harvest!"

As he spoke, another sword slashed out, and the iron sword split the sky, extremely violent, enough to crush everything.

The other party's words made Han Xuanming ashamed of himself, and finally made up his mind not to retreat, but to face it bravely. Han Xuanming's pupils shrank, and a flash of lightning flashed, awe-inspiring and cold.

"Ah......h

Han Xuanming held the sword in both hands, and without a trace of hesitation, he raised the long sword high, slashed it hard, and rushed straight into the Heavenly Spirit Gai of the fruit. In an instant, the silver spirit flashed with divine light, as if it could shatter the void and break all obstacles.

However, the person on the other side, taking this move hard, let the sword qi attack, but it was like a rock, not moving at all.

Liguo's eyes were bright, and he stretched out a hand and reached out to the silver spirit above the iron sword, and two fingers broke out, as if he was pulling flowers, clamping the silver spirit.

Seeing this, Han Xuanming used all his strength to pull out the sword in his hand. However, even if he used all his strength to eat, there was no way to snatch the sword out of fruit's hand.

Liguo held Han Xuanming's sword in one hand, raised it with the other hand, pinched it into an orchid, and flicked it towards Han Xuanming's head.

"Boom!"

This sound is comparable to a meteorite hitting the earth, with such a heavy force, how can Han Xuanming's mortal body resist it? Without any accident, Han Xuanming was bounced off by a finger and rolled on the ground several times before he barely stopped.

When Han Xuanming raised his head on the ground, what he saw in front of him made him tremble again, and his scalp was numb.

I saw that the sword in his hand flew in an instant, drew a graceful arc, and fell in front of Han Xuanming's eyes, as if he was cutting tofu, and plunged deep into the soil.

The sword almost touched Han Xuanming's nose, and if there was a slight distance, I was afraid that Han Xuanming's head would be cut in half.

Not far away, Guo's footsteps sounded, very slowly, and walked towards Han Xuanming.

When Han Xuanming's eyes looked up again, what he saw was an indifferent face.

Looking down at Han Xuanming, he said coldly: "If you don't fight, you have to fight for your life! Every battle is a matter of life! Don't be a child's play, you can't lose! The only defeat is death!"

Such words are spoken, and from the body of the fruit, there is a kind of king-like bearing, which makes people can't help but kneel down and worship at a glance.

He lowered his head, looked at the person under his feet, and asked in a low voice, "Let me ask you, what is the strongest defense?"

"The strongest defense? should ...... It doesn't exist, does it?" Han Xuanming said uncertainly, getting up from the ground and patting the dust on his body.

"Yes and no!" said a plausible answer.

"Holy monk, what do you mean by that?" Han Xuanming asked with a troubled face.

"The so-called strongest defense, if you really want to say it, in fact, it still exists. He replied, "Taking offense as defense and pouring all your strength into attack is the strongest defense!"

Liguo went on to explain: "Abandoning all defenses and focusing only on attacks is a choice, but also an awareness, an awareness of victory and death!"

"If you win, you live, if you don't win, you'd rather die!"

Such an answer shocked Han Xuanming, and his face was full of surprise, such an answer was something he had never considered.

Han Xuanming is not a genius, nor is he a strong person, he has always been the one who needs to run away at any time to save his life. In the depths of his heart, life is the most important thing, and it is his motto to stay in the green mountains and not worry about running out of firewood.

But in the world, there is always such a group of people, they are not afraid of death, they are not afraid of difficulties, and what they see in their eyes is only the goal in their hearts. And throughout the history of mankind, great epochs have always been created by such people.

"Do I want to be like that?" This is the truest thought in Han Xuanming's heart at this moment.

Li Guo looked into Han Xuanming's eyes, and a sentence seemed to be a torture from the soul: "Think about it clearly, what kind of person do you want to become?"

"Superior to man!" replied Han Xuanming without hesitation.

"Even if you pay with your life for this?" asked again.

However, this time, Han Xuanming hesitated, and after a moment of thought, he replied: "Even if you pay for it!"

Liguo caught Han Xuanming's momentary hesitation, frowned, shook his head slightly, exhaled, and sighed, "What did you say...... Seems to be very resolute......"

Han Xuanming understood the meaning of Guo's words at the moment, lowered his head, and did not dare to raise it. On the surface, it is a statement, but in fact, the irony and ridicule contained in the words are even more shameful.

Seeing this, he reprimanded: "Lift up your head!"

"What else is there besides life and death?"

Han Xuanming shook his head and said in a low voice: "Holy monk, you don't have to comfort me, I know all ......"

Li Guo also shook his head and said softly: "Where is comfort, it's just a fact." Reality, that's it, ridiculous, but ridiculous, often realistic. ”

"Even if you are a real warrior, when you really face life and death, who can easily say that you are good? In the face of life and death, there are no exceptions, they are just cowards, you don't have to feel ashamed. ”

The words of the fruit were exchanged for a long silence from Han Xuanming. After a long time, the scene remained quiet, and neither of them spoke again.

In the forest, it was very quiet, when a gust of wind blew, it shook the leaves of the trees, and also stirred Han Xuanming's hair. Han Xuanming couldn't help but turn his back, close his eyes, and let the breeze blow his face.

The air among the trees is fresh, take a deep breath and feel refreshed. Occasionally, the melodious sound of birdsong and insect chirping comes, which makes people feel clear and refreshed.

Han Xuanming opened his eyes again and looked around.

Seeing Han Xuanming open his eyes again, he said: "Today, there is only one day, the time is too short, I can't teach you anything, all I can tell you is to have the courage to face everything." ”

"Remember, being strong is the most incompetent cowardice, and cowardice is also the most terrible of being strong. People who are too strong are always weak, and people who are very cowardly can also be strong. All...... It's all up to your heart, depending on how you face it. ”

"What is a brave man? It doesn't matter if you are a real brave man, you just have the heart of a brave man. What is the heart of a brave man? It is just the courage to face reality. ”

"There are no real braves, and there are no real cowards. ”

Liguo whispered, his eyes softened unconsciously, and he told Han Xuanming about his realization, telling him everything he felt and thought in his heart.

Han Xuanming listened carefully, and couldn't help nodding yes, his eyes shining, listening and feeling.

"Who can Ling Jiuxiao?" asked Han Xuanming out loud, but did not give him time to answer, and said directly: "Whoever can face his own heart is the strongest." ”

"Everyone's life has to face, such and that, more or less choices, at this time, what to look at is, what is there, the position is still in front of life and death?"

"People have the day when they die, and if they choose to die, will they really die?"

After a while, when Guo Guo spoke again, he had already changed the topic: "It's a bit too much, Ling Yunxiao before, how much have you figured out the word 'potential'?"

"It's just desperate......" Han Xuanming whispered.

He didn't say anything about it, he didn't say it was right, he didn't say it was wrong, he just said to Han Xuanming: "No matter what, I hope that one day, you can really be above the clouds and worthy of the sword in your hand." ”

"Don't let the gods be dusted!"

"Okay, without further ado, I'll feed you again, and I hope you'll improve somewhat. In this process, I will be merciful, but I will also be ruthless, I will not pause, I will not stop, so get ready!"

The moment the words fell, the fruit shattered the earth again and swooped down.

Holding the iron sword in his hand, the whole person turned into a war spear, the speed was so fast, rubbing against the air, making a "whine" sound, killing Han Xuanming's approach.

Shot mercilessly, the whole body of the fruit, the aura of the fierce bully skyrocketed, holding the iron sword in one hand, shaking violently, the momentum sank, the iron sword slashed through the void and fell towards Han Xuanming's forehead.

This time, Han Xuanming was not afraid, and picked up the sword in his hand, making a sonorous sword sound, intertwined with the iron sword.

Suddenly, the sparks were shining, as if striking iron, and the sound of "dangdang" spread throughout the mountains and forests. Every time the two collided, brilliant sparks bloomed, the sound was deafening, and the shock wave was like a stormy sea.

Between the dense forests, I saw two lightning bolts shuttling, drawing a vague trajectory. The two of them were fighting, faster than lightning, and their murderous aura skyrocketed, sweeping the entire ancient forest.

In the years that followed, the two continued to fight until it was getting late and it was getting late.

Looking at the sunset in the distance, he made a gesture to make Han Xuanming stop and said, "It's not early, you should rest early, and be ready to face everything." Tomorrow is not destined to be peaceful. ”

"The Demon Slaying Conference must be the Longtan Tiger's Den, I know that no matter how you persuade you, you will definitely go, so there is only one sentence I can say, be careful in everything. Speaking of this, he sighed heavily.

Han Xuanming turned around and asked, "Won't the holy monk go?"

"Naturally, I want to go, I believe that after tomorrow, there will be a result of what happened back then. Fruit's voice grew deeper and deeper, and it was clear that he was worried about tomorrow.

"Tomorrow's demon slaying conference, you go first, and I will arrive later. As he spoke, he turned his voice and looked up to the sky and sighed in the direction where the Jinding Temple was located.

July 15, the Demon Slayer Conference, where will things go?