(ps: seventh update, please give me the motivation to continue to explode tomorrow)

Su Changan swung his knife. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A knife to death.

In the nearly five years he has been cultivating, he has wielded many knives.

He had learned a lot of sword techniques, and in the library of Tianlan Temple alone, he had read no less than a hundred sword books.

But his favorite is this knife.

Unfortunately, he didn't always learn well.

Even if he practiced diligently every day, even if he had slashed tens of thousands of times like this.

But compared to back then, the man's knife was still a little worse.

It's not strength, it's not a difference in moves.

It's something that Su Changan can't say.

But now, when he slashed this knife with the belief that he would die, he finally understood what he was worse than Mo Tingyu.

It's the mood.

When Mo Tingyu slashed out this knife back then, he didn't care.

There was only one knife left in his heart, and nothing else.

But Su Changan can't, he is always concerned about this or that person or thing.

So he couldn't cut a knife like that.

But now, he came to his senses.

His knife is finally the same as Mo Tingyu's knife.

Go to no return, live to die.

People say, the morning hears the way, and it is okay to die at night.

At this moment, Su Changan finally understood this truth.

Although there is no spiritual power in his body, and this knife is destined to not hurt Tuoba Yuanwu in the slightest.

But this knife is clearly Mo Tingyu's knife.

In the end, he still became a swordsman like him.

Su Changan thought so, and the corners of his mouth suddenly outlined a smile.

At that time, there seemed to be a starlight sprinkled on Su Changan's body.

He couldn't tell if it was his hallucination, but the light made him feel comfortable and warm.

And his sword finally met Tuoba Yuanwu's knife at that time.

Su Changan thought that at this time, he could wait for death to come with peace of mind, but at that moment, Tuoba Yuanwu's face suddenly changed, and when his knife touched the starlight projected on Su Changan, it was like encountering an invisible barrier.

His knife stopped before the starlight, and no matter how hard he tried, his knife could not move forward even an inch.

An unwilling look appeared on his face.

Obviously, he was just a monk in the Heavenly Hearing Realm, but today, he had already lost tens of thousands of soldiers and horses and two star dead, and even saw that he was about to take off Su Changan's head, but a strange starlight stopped his knife alive.

How could he be reconciled?

As a result, he let out a loud cry, and the spiritual power around his body gushed out more and more violently, almost condensing a golden ocean around his body.

"Die!" he said, his voice like that of a wolf at the end of his rope.

And that's exactly what happened.

Su Chang'an's cultivation is no more than the cultivation of the Heavenly Hearing Realm, and the combat power he has shown is already so terrifying, if he is rescued by some abnormal change today, give him enough time. Tuoba Yuanwu couldn't even imagine how strong this young man would be when he died as a cultivator.

And his angry words that he wanted to slaughter all the holy sons, and let Tuoba Yuanwu, whose soul could not return to the sea of stars, and who could not bury the earth, may also become a prophecy.

With such a Su Changan, Tuoba Yuanwu could not let him grow up.

Therefore, the more he was obstructed, the more determined his heart was to kill Su Changan.

The strength of his sword became stronger and stronger at this moment, and the starlight that stopped him seemed to be no longer able to compete with it, and he cut a hole in it.

A smile finally appeared on Tuoba Yuanwu's face, as if he had seen the wonderful scene when Su Chang'an's head was separated.

But the smile didn't last long on his face before it froze.

That starlight seemed to be angered by Tuoba Yuanwu's killing intent, and it became brighter and brighter.

At the same time, a terrifying spiritual pressure overflowed from the dome, enveloping Tuoba Yuanwu's body directly.

Tuoba Yuanwu instinctively felt a dangerous aura, he had no time to think about how to kill Su Changan, only to see him hurriedly put away his attack, and his body hurriedly took a few steps back.

And Su Changan, who was in the center of the competition between the two huge spiritual powers, was affected by the aftermath, his tired body could no longer support it, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and the moment before he lost consciousness, he saw a familiar figure in a trance, slowly falling from the dome.

It was indeed a figure.

It's just that he is wrapped in starlight, so that people can't see his appearance clearly. Only vaguely discern what appeared to be a man.

Tuoba Yuanwu looked up at the figure at that time.

He knew very well that the master of the vast spiritual pressure was the man in front of him.

But who is he?

In the information that Tuoba Yuanwu knew about the survival of the human race, he could hardly find anyone who matched it.

And the unknown is often the most terrifying.

Tuoba Yuanwu's face became solemn, and his body took a few steps back, cautiously looking at the slowly falling figure.

After about ten breaths.

The figure finally landed on the ground.

The starlight suddenly converged, and at this time, Tuoba Yuanwu could probably see the appearance of the comer.

At that time, a very ordinary-looking man, about thirty years old, with a sloppy beard at the corners of his mouth, and long hair on his temples as if he had not been taken care of for a long time, was scattered indiscriminately.

The aura around him was restrained, so that Tuoba Yuanwu couldn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations on his body. If it weren't for the previous fight, he would even think that this man was just an ordinary village man.

This made Tuoba Yuanwu more and more cautious.

But in contrast to his prudence, the man treated him as nothing.

He didn't even look at him after he landed. Instead, he squatted down slowly and began to check Su Changan's injuries.

A burst of spiritual power poured into Su Changan's body, and the man's brows furrowed slightly, as if he was worried about Su Changan's situation at the moment.

And after that, he gently took off the Nine Difficult Knife that was still tightly held by Su Changan even now, and then lowered his head and put the Nine Difficult Knife in his hand and stroked it gently.

"Long time no see. He said this softly, as if he were exchanging heartfelt words with an old friend who had been reunited for a long time.

And the Nine Tribulation Knife also seemed to feel something at that time, and his blade trembled for a while, and he couldn't stop making a clear sound.

"Huh. A smile tugged at the corner of the man's mouth, as if he was soothing the long knife in his hand.

After doing this, the man remembered that Tuoba Yuanwu was still watching him from the sidelines.

He finally stood up and turned his head to face Tuoba Yuanwu, but there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Who are you?" asked Tuoba Yuanwu, with a clear hint of anger in his tone.

"Huh?" the smile on the man's face suddenly retracted.

A vast sword intent poured out of his body.

At that time, the sea of clouds was churning and the starlight was hidden.

The mountains and rivers are silent, and the beasts are dormant.

"My name is. ”

"Don't listen to the rain. ”

The man said.