Just when the dragon and phoenix of the royal gate were watching the fire from the other side, a piercing sound suddenly appeared, Guan Daocun had already killed the two of them, he didn't care about Wang Laozu, but chose to face his fate.

Wang Longcheng was about to draw his sword in laughter, but Wang Fengyin patted him on the shoulder and quickly retreated, Guan Daocun followed closely, and chased the two of them frantically with his cunning until they were forced to the roof.

"Second brother retreat, I want to kill him alone!" Wang Longcheng did not hide his arrogance at all, he was still so confident in himself, even though Guan Daocun was already a Heavenly Dao Messenger. Wang Fengyin stepped back very interestingly, he hoped this the most, Guan Daocun killed this tyrant, he could swallow everything and put the world on the track he wanted.

Wang Longcheng took the preemptive strike, his body technique was indeed very good, at least at the same level as the Yin Eight Immortals. Guan Daocun is not chaotic at all, and such a character does not need to use the power of the Heavenly Dao Messenger. Drawing his sword with his backhand to separate the attack, and after a few counterattacks, he forced Wang Lung into an embarrassment, and Guan Daocun spoke:

"You've done a lot of things, and I'll admit it's pushing history. After inheriting the power of the Heavenly Dao, I saw a lot, including all the original purposes—but even so, the heavens told me to kill you.

"But I'm not going to let it happen too fast, you have to taste the will of all beings. ”

Guan Dao Cunping held the long sword and looked at Wang Longcheng calmly. Wang Longcheng does not believe in evil, so the people who face Guan Daocun do not believe in evil, he does not believe that this cripple can kill him, he counterattacks again, Guan Daocun gently moves a step sideways, gets out of the way of attacking, and then picks up the sword to counterattack, and only one blow picks up Wang Longcheng's gold-inlaid long knife.

Guan Daocun was still standing, as if he was going to make Wang Longcheng completely crazy and completely desperate. Wang Longcheng counterattacked again, made several legs in a row, and hurriedly attacked the tunnel to save his neck. Guan Daocun did not hesitate to cut off Wang Longcheng's left leg.

Wang Lung couldn't afford to lie on the ground, he still didn't believe it, he dominated the world, he had not tasted a single defeat, and the duel with others was also a real sword duel, it couldn't be fake. At the beginning, the heads of the six doors of Beizhou praised him as a genius, but now he was teased by Guan Daocun like a fool.

He cried and roared in despair, he was really driven crazy by Guan Daocun's contempt, he laughed maniacally, tears were still flowing, but he had already cracked the corners of his mouth with laughter. He suddenly took out the firearm and said with a smile: "It is impossible for anyone to defeat me, it is impossible for anyone to stop me! You can't survive the road, my brothers can't, my ancestors can't do it for generations, I established an empire for the first time, and I will pass it on for eternity as a matter of course, I won't lose, you go and die!"

Wang Longcheng's left leg was broken, and the severe pain and imbalance prevented him from aiming at the heart, but the projectile still hit Guan Daocun's left leg. Guan Daocun half-knelt down and looked at Wang Longcheng in surprise, Wang Longcheng refilled the medicine and loaded it, hitting Guan Daocun's right leg, Guan Daocun fell to the ground in ambush - the power of the fire gun was enough to threaten everyone, including the Heavenly Dao Messenger.

"Where did you find this weapon?" asked Guan Daocun, holding back the sharp pain.

"I also want to thank you, a traitor, this is the relic of the Divine Craftsman!

Guan Daocun roared angrily: "You have opened the dungeon?

Wang Longcheng laughed again, he seemed to enjoy Guan Daocun's anger: "Who said you must have a key to open the door?" During the conversation, he made up another shot, and Guan Daocun's right shoulder blade was shattered.

"Could it be...... Did you just blow up the ......" The mouth of the gate spilled blood and fell to the ground.

"That's right, you slave! You can't disobey my will! Heaven and earth can't either!" Wang Longcheng let out a frantic roar, ready to fire another shot.

At this moment, countless "kalakala" sounds suddenly appeared around the two. Wang Fengyan's personal guards had already surrounded the two.

"Fire. Wang Fengyan's voice was extremely calm, as if he was executing a prisoner, not his brother.

Guan Daocun was desperate again, even if no one in the world could beat him in the competition, the fire gun could still bombard him to death. He closed his eyes, as if waiting for the belated verdict, the last few months have indeed been like a dream, since he was rescued by Hua Muxue, everything has been different: personal grudges seem to have become very small in an instant, but he has never grown into a hero, even if he has power, he does not have the consciousness to control power.

The muffled sound of the projectile piercing through the body was endless, but Guan Daocun didn't hurt, as if he had been completely numb, this is death?

But much later, the consciousness still exists—isn't it dead? Guan Daocun opened his eyes, only to find that Wang Fengyan was looking at Wang Longcheng's corpse, which had been shattered by projectiles, like a rag doll, with blurred flesh and blood.

"Why not me, he's not your brother?" asked Guan Daocun.

"The Tao is not the same, even for relatives. He is a tyrant, and I don't want to assist the tyrant, I just want to push the wheel of history, the dirty rivers and lakes have existed for too long, the eight immortals, family strife, martial arts practitioners, it's time to clean up. Wang Fengyin said with a smile.

"Use this firebolt to clean, I'm afraid it'll stain it again, right?"

"No, no violence, because all of this is born of violence – including your initial hatred, which is also born of violence. ”

"Heh, too, it's all because of violence. Do you believe that the power of the Heavenly Dao is a kind of power, but the envoy cannot use this power, because when inheriting the Heavenly Dao, a voice told me that I can only use it to protect, not kill. ”

Wang Fengyan's eyes showed approval: "If violence is not for killing, it is meaningless, it is better to let go of all this and return to the ordinary." Guan Daocun, are you willing to assist me? I believe that you will overcome him. Wang Fengyan pointed to Wang Longcheng.

"No, it's better for a demon like me to disappear. I can feel that even if the soul is united, Jairus is still eroding me, this is not the will of the sword spirit, but the desire of the beginning of human birth, I must destroy Jairus. ”

Guan Daocun stood up in severe pain, fell again, stood up, and fell, until he reached the edge of the eaves and faced the cliff.

Everything has passed, and the tranquility just now has also told Guan Daocun that the people who are fighting fiercely in the house, including the Eight Immortals of the Mortal World, the Feng family brothers, and Wang Yutian, have all died and died together.

His tears were left slowly, representing reluctance and the end of an era.

A little light floated from his brow and flew into the sky. The power of the Heavenly Dao was forcibly stripped away, and his life was quickly lost as a result, and a large mouthful of blood poured out from the Seven Apertures, and it was impossible for him to live any longer.

"Go for it......"

The heavenly thunder rolled, and a fire like a god descended on the mortal world, and the invincible Jianxi sword was shattered in the heavenly thunder. Guan Daocun grabbed a piece of shard and plunged it deep into his heart. In a trance, he fell into the sea and sank to the bottom of the sea......

Guan Daocun is dead after all, with an era of strife that represents violence. The sun is rising in the distance, as if it represents the dawn, the belated arrival of peace.