In less than a moment, the entire sky finally lost its color completely, and was covered by this rich and deep breath, the sky was clear and blue, and the sky was frozen like deep ink at this moment, and I could only vaguely see the thick dark cloud vortex moving slowly in the sky, and from the boundless black, the rain fell silently, and the deeper part of the sky, there was a faint rumbling thunder, and I don't know if there will be more violent wind and rain, which is coming.

It's just that in this cold world, there is always a bright figure that cannot be erased.

As Lin Chen absorbed more and more Heaven and Earth Vitality, the momentum of the rising momentum became more and more immense, and the Witch Emperor's face, which had always been calm and joyful, finally changed slightly, revealing a trace of solemnity, facing the front.

Lin Chen's sackcloth, which smelled of blood, fluttered between the wind and rain, and every time the horns were lifted, a powerful sword breath surged out.

Above the vast sea of clouds, the wind is even more wild, the broken bluestones on the top of the Buddha are continuously swept up by the wind, and they are involved in the whirlpool of air around him, and those hard rocks that have been tempered by thousands of years of wind and frost and still have not weathered have been crushed into pieces by the huge force of heaven and earth, and the vitality around them trembled and uneasy, and they scattered and escaped.

Bursts of violent roars, in the Fanyin Temple sounded continuously, under the influence of Lin Chen's fierce sword intent, Luofu four hundred and eighty-one ancient bells trembled, like boiling, no longer long and low, the sound is like a golden iron horse, thrilling, Luofu is full of peach forests and green trees all over the mountains, with the wind and tide to the sky full of peach blossoms, scattered the world's fragrant flowers.

The people on the top of the Buddha's head all held their breath, and everyone knew that the battle between these two people was almost the last moment.

The sky was heavy, hanging upside down under the hideous whirlpool between the canopies, two very small people, their clothes fluttering, indifferent to each other.

The wind and rain are bleak, under the sea of clouds, between the four hundred and eighty temples, there is a solemn and solemn, silent, those monks and disciples who are crying or laughing or crazy or crazy seem to feel something at this moment, and they have quieted down, silently raised their heads, and looked up to the sky.

At the top of the wind and clouds, the huge ink lotus appeared at the feet of the Witch Emperor again, countless ink jade-like lotus petals gently fluttered with the wind, the Witch Emperor's seemingly youthful face, with a gaze that did not know how many vicissitudes of wind and frost had been experienced, silently looked at the man in front of him, looking at the grand sword shadow that gradually appeared in his hand holding the sword, his eyes flickered, and there was a hint of inexplicable expectation.

Heaven and earth are still, everyone is holding their breath, in this piece of dead silence, Lin Chen suddenly opened his eyes, his face was cold, he took a step, and stared deeply at the figure in front of him, at that moment, his eyes were like electricity, and suddenly there was a thunder and clear light shining from his pupils, and the breath on his body was tight, containing infinite mana, as if it was with that thunder light as thin as a gossamer, the strange light array in front of him suddenly rose, and the whole person suddenly turned into a crazy sword that was about to break through the sky, like a dragon roaring, chasing the clouds and chasing the moon, it was that short inch of time, it seemed to steal the sky and change the day, and he stepped across the infinite world in one step, and his figure disappeared in front of people in such a stunned and abrupt mannerBefore people could react, they appeared in front of the Witch Emperor without warning and swung out a sword.

Ten years of sharpening the sword, as if only for this moment to bloom.

Such a simple sword poured into Lin Chen's lifelong realm cultivation, and the air in the three feet in front of him suddenly shrank, avoiding all directions, and an absolute sea of swords appeared.

Finally, the sword slashed down, and the tip of the sword carried the wind and thunder, and directly blasted towards the young man's face.

On the Youhuang Sword, the ghostly light was like blood, dazzling, and it seemed to have a cheerful whisper.

The mighty wind, the ink clouds in the air, and even everything in this heaven and earth, as if all turned into sword momentum at this moment, overwhelmingly pressed over, the sword intent was continuous, impermeable, leaving no trace of escape gaps, the sword was heavy as carrying the power of heaven and earth, as if the reckless sea was surging down from the nine heavens, and everything in the sword track was all wiped out, leaving no trace, at that moment, the figure of the man holding the sword, just like the ancient sword god who had been silent for countless years, suddenly woke up and reappeared in the world.

Only a very short time later, a huge sound of cracking the sky between heaven and earth burst out, as if the fierceness of this sword even exceeded the lightning and thunder, faster than the reaction of heaven and earth, and the entire heavens and earth, after this sword was slashed, were shrouded in a huge roar for a while.

The invisible and turbulent sound waves, with the strong wind sweeping, spread out in all directions, and above the head of the Buddha, everyone was buzzing in their ears, their faces were pale, and they looked at the scene in front of them in a daze, and their eyes were full of incredulity.

At the storm, the young man stood above the clouds, looked at the figure in front of him, and looked down at the fierce sword that ran through his chest that should not appear in the world at all, and his pale face was a little more dazed, as if he was as deep as him, and he didn't react to Lin Chen's sword, until the sword was inserted into his chest again, and he came back to his senses.

What a quick sword!

What a powerful sword!

Nothing is enough to describe the momentum of this sword, this sword is majestic, unmatched, or more precisely, the person who split this sword, but also gives people a strong feeling, that is an incomparable confidence and firmness, his sword intent, can cut all the shackles wrapped around the heart, as if only with a grievance in the heart, only with a heroic spirit in the sword, there is no place in the world that he cannot go, there is nothing that can stop him, there is no person he cannot defeat, this is the true meaning of this sword.

Emperor Wu stared at the man in front of him tightly, and after a moment of dazedness, he suddenly laughed loudly, his voice was already low, and at this moment he laughed loudly, which was even more piercing, and the listeners all looked sideways, but saw that the young man only laughed more than once, as if he was crazy, as if in his mind, he had encountered something happy in his life.

"Isn't this person crazy?" this thought flashed through the minds of countless people.

Of course, the Witch Emperor was not crazy, and he did not have the slightest fear and horror, he raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the expression in front of him no longer calm, but became abrupt and fierce, and the man with a blood-red eye in his eyes pressed the fierce sword with endless killing intent to break through the light of the Buddha who protected his body, and pressed it into his chest one by one, and the wild laughter stopped abruptly, and only an emotional smile remained on his pale and tired cheeks.

The Witch Emperor gasped, coughed constantly, his lips trembled slightly, and said with a smile: "Amazing...... Finish... I'm sorry, I really can't avoid this sword, young man, do you know why I did it to you that day...... Be merciful?"

Lin Chen's body shook, his face changed several times, the blood red in his eyes slowly faded, and gradually returned to his former calm and gloomy, he silently looked at the young man in front of him, and after a while, he said hoarsely: "Why?"

This question has always existed in his mind since the battle in the 100,000 Mountains that day, like Emperor Wu, who is so sad and angry, Lin Chen doesn't believe that he still has any compassion, but in the battle that day, even if he has the master's sword intent possessed, he is far from being the opponent of Emperor Wu, but at the last moment, Emperor Wu can obviously kill him on the spot, but he didn't do that, but left his life.

Why?

Emperor Wu smiled miserably, reached out and grabbed the ancient and bladeless sword body on his chest, took a deep breath, and sighed in a low voice: "I have lived too long, although it is rare to be free, but I want to leave a dead end for myself, you really did not disappoint me." ”

Lin Chen's clenched hand trembled, he couldn't guess Ye Bodhi until this moment, seeing the hint of relief in the young man's eyes, for some reason, he suddenly understood.

It's too long to live, and it's too tiring, right?

This person was imprisoned in that dark 100,000 mountains, thousands of years, watching countless time and reincarnation, the vicissitudes of life, the loneliness of this person's life, except for the wind, frost, snow and rain, who understands?

Thinking of the night when he first met Emperor Wu, the young man looked at the sky and smiled softly, Lin Chen didn't know whether it was pity or what, and suddenly felt some palpitations, and then turned into a little indescribable relief.

"Do you regret it?" Lin Chen said in a low voice, not drawing his sword out, but staring at the young man's eyes that were close at hand, looking at the deepest part of those eyes as deep as the night, his heart was still extremely vigilant, and he did not dare to weaken the true power in his hand at all, ignoring the churning blood in his body, gritted his teeth and struggled forward by half an inch. Because Ye Bodhi's true realm strength was far beyond his imagination, he didn't know what kind of powerful vitality this person who had turned from a monster back into a human had.

Emperor Wu's eyes were as warm as a spring lake, and he looked at Lin Chen quietly and shook his head.

"Regret? I have never regretted it in my life, in the past or now. Young man, can you answer me a question?"

Lin Chen didn't speak, his eyes were indifferent.

Emperor Wu didn't care, he slowly straightened up, and a trace of an inexplicable smile appeared on his pale face.

"What is your generation looking for?"

Looking at the young man's expectant gaze, Lin Chen was silent for a moment, finally shook his head, and said honestly: "I don't know." ”

"Do you want to know?" Emperor Wu took a deep look at him, and suddenly showed a strange smile, Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he suddenly saw Emperor Wu's voice fall, put his hands together, and sandwiched the Youhuang Sword in the palm of his hand。

It's just that for him, those feelings seem vaguely familiar, and Lin Chen felt in a trance that he faintly seemed to have pushed open an unreachable door again, walked into that wonderful world, and once again saw the vast and thrilling firmament.

It was as if he had returned to the moment when he opened his eyes from the light of the Buddha in the meditation monastery.

Lin Chen's heart was shocked, that shock was not trivial, he roared, exerted all his strength, and drew his sword. Almost at the same time, at the moment when Youhuang withdrew from the Witch Emperor's chest, it seemed that a sharp pain hit his heart, and the young man also roared wildly, his voice was terrible, and the whole person rose into the air and flew backwards.

This thrilling scene dazzled the people below and exclaimed!

After the next moment of roaring, what is amazing is that in the process of flying upside down, the Witch Emperor actually looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, like crazy, extremely complicated, inexplicable joy and sorrow, as if he suddenly encountered the most ridiculous and unexpected thing in the world, and finally even his voice trembled slightly.