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When the initial shock in their hearts dissipated, everyone finally saw Yu Heng's appearance clearly through the starlight.

His eyebrows are like stars, his face is resolute, and the corners of his mouth have a smile like a spring breeze.

And the slender figure, dressed in green clothes, and jade-like hands are holding the divine sword called "Shifang" at the moment.

He stood out of thin air, starlight shining all around him, and the night breeze that rose from nowhere blew by, lifting his green silk and revealing his handsome face.

He stood there as if a god were standing.

The fear in the hearts of the people began to dissipate miraculously under his illumination.

Although his appearance has changed, everyone still recognizes him as Yu Heng at a glance. Yuheng when he was young was also Yuheng when he was the strongest.

Hyakki's face also became ugly at this time. It's not that he hasn't seen the so-called rejuvenation, with his long life, he has seen many more things than ordinary people, and what really surprised him is that this ability to rejuvenate requires a demigod who has mastered the power of time, or a true god, to be able to overthrow.

And Yuheng is just a mortal. If a mortal can truly master the power of time like a god, then it means that he can escape the power of time forever. No more aging, no more dying. What is the difference between such a mortal and God?

This frightened him, and he roared, and the spirits, which had already numbered in the tens of thousands, became more and more raging, devouring every living creature they could. Then extract the flesh and blood from their bodies, and send it into the hundred ghosts through the silk thread connected to the hundred ghosts.

It's just that after counting the breath, the momentum on the hundred ghosts has become stronger by several percent. As soon as his thoughts moved, the surging evil power of the sea gushed out, almost obscuring this heaven and earth.

Except, of course, that star.

Yu Heng's face turned cold because of the cries of the people below.

After a few moments of silence, he finally said this.

"I, Tianlan, have been protecting the human race in the name of our ancestors for thousands of years. ”

"I, Yuheng, am the eighth generation watchman of the Tianlan lineage. ”

"I have been alive for two hundred and fifty-eight years. ”

"Two hundred and thirty years ago, I slayed the demons in the Heavenly Dao Pavilion. ”

"Two hundred and thirteen years ago, I realized the Tao on the Tibetan Cloud Mountain and achieved star death. ”

"In the first half of my life, I guarded the Western Regions for the Han family for a hundred years, and in the second half of my life, I sat in the atrium for the Great Wei for eighty-seven years!"

"I'm on one day, the barbarians don't dare to cross the West Ridge, and the demon soldiers don't dare to cross the clouds. ”

"I was in one day, Xishu did not dare to establish the Han Dynasty, and Dongwu did not dare to cross the Li River. ”

"If I am one day, the human race will live for one day. ”

"Let you be a ghost, a god of cows, horses, snakes. ”

"I slashed with a sword. ”

After saying this, the spring breeze smile on his handsome face was finally completely covered by frost. A heavy sinister aura crept up his brow. His thunderous voice rang out again.

"Ten! Fang! Sword! Array!"

This sound falls.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, countless sword blades that shimmered with cold light came from an unknown distance, gathered into a clear torrent in the night, gathered around Yu Heng, and wrapped him around him like a dragon.

As the blades accumulated, those blades finally completely wrapped Yu Heng's figure.

In the night, after a few breaths of silence.

A sword roared.

Those blades suddenly opened to the sides, revealing Yu Heng's slender figure inside, and the blades on both sides turned out to be a pair of wings, born from his two ribs. And in his hand, he still held the divine sword with the phantom of the long sword floating around him—Shifang.

The hundred ghosts felt an unprecedented threat from Yu Heng's body, and he finally decided not to wait. So he roared, and the monstrous evil power poured out. Tens of thousands of evil ghosts were also inspired, and they put down their opponents one after another, turning into black rays of light.

Everyone looked up at the sky at this moment, looking at the figure that they regarded as gods and hope.

At this moment, that figure was overwhelmed by those powerful ghosts and evil powers.

Even the starlight was no longer real in this monstrous black air.

Evil forces and demons began to surge around the figure, but the person who was wrapped in it did not move in the slightest.

The crowd was incredulous, they didn't believe that their watchman would be swallowed up in the night so silently.

Just when despair grew in the hearts of everyone.

A cold and solemn voice suddenly sounded.

It's like the starlight that illuminates the world.

That voice warmed everyone's blood that was gradually getting colder.

"Wake up to the universe!"

As soon as the sound fell, a white light suddenly lit up in the dark ball wrapped in powerful ghosts and evil power, and countless cold sword blades flew out. Powerful ghosts and evil forces roared and turned into green smoke under the white light and sword blades.

"The sword swings to protect the people!"

After the black qi finally dissipated, the figure of the person standing inside finally moved.

The blades behind him flapped, and countless sharp blades shot out again, destroying all the demons and evil forces that kept coming up.

A sky-high sword intent rose from him, and bursts of wind brought by the sword intent rose from under his sword wings, his speed became faster and faster, and finally he could barely see his figure again.

And with the help of Gangfeng and Starlight, he finally pointed his sword at the center of Hyakki's eyebrows.

His whole being seemed to merge with the sword at this moment, or rather, his person had turned into a sword.

Then, like a meteor, he rushed towards the hundred ghosts.

Hyakki's pupils dilated violently at this moment, and he retreated. But the will of those creatures who once bowed to him suddenly turned against him at this moment.

The people in Chang'an City, a certain expectation in their hearts turned into a wishing force, and under the traction of Yuheng, the body of the hundred ghosts was firmly bound. No matter how many ghosts mobilize the evil power around them, even at the cost of self-deprecation, they can't break this shackle.

Finally, the blade grew bigger and bigger in his red eyes.

The horror that rose in his heart froze before it could climb up his brow.

The sword and the man passed through his brow, and his body fell backwards involuntarily as if it had been drained of strength at that moment.

The flow of time seemed to slow down at that moment.

The hundred ghosts stretched out his hand with a blank expression, wanting to touch the center of his eyebrows, but his hand began to emit a black mist like green smoke as he moved.

He finally realized that the divinity he had hidden in the center of his brow had been shattered by that sword, and he had been cut off from life.

And as this thought just rose, a crisp sound suddenly sounded in the silent heaven and earth.

At this moment, his huge body collapsed like glass.

A cheer finally rang out in Chang'an City, and people hugged each other, laughed, and cried to celebrate this escape from death.

And there are only a handful of people, but they still look up at the sky with complicated expressions.

Because there was still a figure standing there.

The flickering starlight on the figure gradually dimmed, and the snowy sword wings behind it slowly dispersed.

His straight spine began to crumble, and his handsome face began to crawl with wrinkles like a viper.

Finally, he turned back into the old Yuheng.

At this time, he lowered his head and looked at the boy in the Tianlan courtyard who was also looking at him.

There was a kind glint in his eyes.

"I'm done with my way down. ”

"The way to be kept has been kept. ”

"And you, the young watchman of Tianlan's lineage. ”

"Your path has just begun. ”