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Chapter 166 I am no longer a human being! (4000 words)
Lowering his head with difficulty, the old master choked out a mouthful of dark red bloody saliva.

The bloody hole in the chest was continuously oozing blood, the dog-headed demon grinned and pulled out his hand, a humanized mockery appeared on the dog's face.

As if to say: "How can you be so weak?"

However, most of its attention did not focus on the old man whose aura had declined to the extreme, but fell not far away.

The tip of the silver stick that was stabbing at it was hit by the sword edge, and the second senior brother who was staring at this scene, with a gloomy face almost dripping water, gritted his teeth and said:
"Eldest brother, what do you mean by this? Why do you want to prevent the younger brother from rescuing the master in time?!
Do you know what you are doing! "

"Of course, my good junior, of course I know what I'm doing."

Eldest brother still had a gentle smile on his face as before:
"It's because of my incredible sobriety that I'm doing it."

The sword's edge swept down along the body of the stick, scraping a trail of sparks, Fang Qingran pulled back, the Second Senior Brother, Seventh Senior Sister and Jia Ling'er formed a circle at this moment, and the sword light shrouded all the dead spots around him.

No matter how unbelievable the scene in front of them was, they could distinguish between priorities and ask questions later, but if they couldn't help Master, they might not have the chance to see Master again.

"Is it because of anger? The sword moves are more powerful than usual."

All the escape routes were completely blocked under the siege of the three, but the elder brother still acted calmly and under control:
"However, only to this extent, it will only make me feel more and more that I have made a correct decision."

A surge of power surged from his body, and the expression of the second senior brother changed suddenly:

"Kendo field?!"

He gritted his teeth, and just when he was about to explode with all his strength, he found that the elder brother's eyes turned around.

The peaceful eyes seemed to have a kind of magical power, and the emotions surging in his heart, whether it was anger, shock, or anything else, all disappeared, and what was left was only a touch of emptiness from the heart.

Losing his mood swings, he couldn't even react for a moment, what he was doing, and what plans he had.

"What's the situation?"

Just as the thought came up, his heart ached, and then he felt the scene on both sides moving forward rapidly.

Soon, he realized that it was not the scenery that was moving, but that he had no power to resist and was blown away.

He was not the only one who flew upside down, Junior Sister Ling'er and Junior Sister Seven who also participated in the siege were also completely crushed.

"With only this level of you, even if you can pass today's test, there is not much possibility of leaving the forbidden area alive."

The elder brother sighed and shook his head:

"It's better to fulfill my swordsmanship than to die at the hands of some Void Demon for nothing."

"Hui Yuan, are you crazy?!"

Clutching his chest, the old-school master retreated tens of meters, leaning on the long sword stuck in the ground, gasping for breath.

His cloudy old eyes were filled with disbelief, obviously he never expected such a scene to happen.

The oldest disciple, who stopped the younger disciple who was helping out, became an accomplice of the Void Demon. In his life, he never thought that he would encounter such a famous scene.

Xiao is dead.

Hearing Master's words, the eldest brother looked up, his tone full of seriousness and sincerity:
"Of course not, Master.

You said that even if everyone is learning Wukong Sword Dao, the true meaning of Wukong Sword Dao that everyone finally realizes is different.

Today, I am practicing my own path. "

His eyes swept across the people of the Wukong Sword Sect one by one, and there was a little reminiscence in his eyes:

"Master, we are really fragile, everyone has many weaknesses.

Tomorrow and accident, you never know which one will come to you first. "

In the cold eyes of the old master, there was a flash of emotional fluctuations, and it was hard to tell whether it was helplessness or a sigh:

"So far, you still haven't been able to get out of the shadow of Xiaojin's death?

Her illness is indeed..."

Before he could finish speaking, his words were interrupted by senior brother:

"No, during the few days when I sat in front of Xiaojin's tomb, I was freed from the past.

Perhaps it can be said that thanks to her passing away, I can go on more unswervingly! "

Under the gentle smile, there was a hint of longing, and his high-level spiritual fire breath began to rise infinitely, and his faint words echoed in the audience:
"Master, do you know?

Back then, when I went to Yuheng, an extraordinary city, hoping to find a possibility to improve Ah Jin's condition, I learned a secret story, which still makes me feel cold when I think about it.

Ah Jin's illness was not due to overwork or physical weakness since childhood, and it had nothing to do with family inheritance.

She was just hit by a curse, a bloodline curse that pursued the bloodline and was cast by the gods, intending to exterminate all human beings in the entire Yuheng City and completely cut off the inheritance of Yuheng City.

As long as the blood of the relatives living in Yuheng City flows in the body, no matter where you are, even if you go to the ends of the world, you will be branded with a curse, and there is no escape, no escape.

Destroying an extraordinary city in a blink of an eye, this is the mighty power possessed by those imaginary gods!

Master, tell me, compared with those existences, are we human beings a little too fragile?
Human beings have limits! "

Pointing his fingers at everyone one by one, the corners of his mouth raised slightly:
"When I personally send you on the road, my swordsmanship will no longer have any weaknesses.

At that time, you can officially bid farewell to your identity as a human being. "

"Humph……"

The master of the old faction snorted coldly, with a calm old face, anyone could see that at this moment, he was extremely furious.

His senior brother and his master all died at the hands of Xumo. It can be said that Xumo is the chief culprit that caused the decline of Wukong Sword Sect. , Tell him that he is going to be a virtual demon too?
Staring coldly at the apprentice brought to him by his own hands, he managed to calm his breath and said word by word:

"Hui Yuan, I'll give you three seconds to admit your mistake and take back what you just said!
three!
two!
......"

He counted loudly, but what he waited for was a sneer.

"You are much more indecisive than Second Junior Brother and the others, Master.

Is it because of old age?
Can you forgive me for being so rebellious?
Sure enough, everyone is born with the seven emotions and six desires, which is the biggest weakness of human beings. "

The senior brother's gentle face gradually became indifferent:

"Fortunately, I was able to suppress this weakness as much as possible."

The sword soul that forged the foundation wiped out all the emotions that surged in his heart. He noticed the movement not far away, and frowned slightly.

While he was speaking, the dog-headed ghost once again launched a surprise attack on the old master.

At this time, the distance between the two was less than five steps, and the old school master was the same as last time, unable to make any response in time.

Youyouran sighed, and with a single step, he was tens of meters away.

"Didn't I say that I want to kill them with my own hands?"

The cold words came from the ear of the dog-headed ghost, and it instinctively shuddered, and when it was about to meet the enemy, a bleak sword light reflected in its pupils.

"Three Absolute Swords of Forget Me, the third way to cut me?

When did you learn it, and how many things are you still hiding from me? ! "

The master of the old school couldn't help but sneered, his eyes shifted from the lifeless dog-headed demon to the young man who was wiping the blood on the sword.

"a lot of."

On the face of the big brother, the gentleness of the past reappeared, and the voice was kind:
"Master, it's time for you to hit the road, please."

After the words fell, the desolate laughter of the old master reverberated throughout the world:
"In the past, the only thing I could be proud of was this pair of tricks.

I never thought that it would eventually go blind one day, which made me raise a white-eyed wolf.

Jianan, Jianan, what do you think you are good for? "

He suddenly stretched out his two fingers like lightning, pressed them to his eyes, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down:
"These eyes, don't mind!"

The black eyes looked straight at the elder brother, and a tyrannical domain power erupted from his body, fighting against each other:
"You want to kill me, Master?
My good apprentice, it's not that easy!
Hui Yuan, let me show you Master's methods, let you see what we rely on to carve out a place to live in in an environment surrounded by demons. "

The blood-soaked fingertip touched the sword, and the long sword he held suddenly trembled violently:

"Sacrifice my eyes, and invite the upper body of the spirit!"

Where outsiders can't see, in the space of storage props that he carries with him, tablets tremble.

"?!"

The eldest brother noticed the change in the old master's aura, and he subconsciously wanted to react. The long sword was coming like the wind, and there was already a bone-deep cut mark on his body.

Enduring the pain, he stepped hard and jumped into the air. When he wanted to distance himself, a drop of cold sweat fell from his temples.

The black eyes, dripping with blood, were staring at him from behind him without blinking.

"So fast?!"

There was a look of disbelief on his face, and he barely resisted the parry for a few times, but it was too late to resist the slash that might strike from any corner at any time.

In an instant, how many attacks he endured, even the senior brother himself could not count.

It may be dozens, it may be hundreds, and it may be approaching thousands.

The only thing he could perceive was that the menacing aura of the old school was getting stronger and stronger, but his vitality seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

Coughing blood foam, he pretended to be calm, and his words resounded among the countless sword lights:

"Master, how long can you continue this kind of attack?

I think it shouldn't last too long! "

Even he himself didn't realize it, compared with the tone he had mastered before, his words at this time were vaguely more frightened.

He is trying to create confidence for himself:
"I have successfully transformed my body into a virtual demon, and I have mastered the self-recovery power far beyond ordinary people. Master, you can't kill me!"

The old school master did not respond.

A sword slashed down silently.

He also knows that this state can't last long at all, and he has to deal with his big apprentice before he loses his ability to fight.

The senior brother Mantian Jianguang is also doing his best to fight for a glimmer of life.

A ray of sword soul emerged from his body, and he whispered in a voice that only two people could hear:

"Master, do you know?

In fact, my sword soul is not the furious sword soul among the high-grade sword souls, but the unparalleled sword soul that can manipulate any emotion and play with people's hearts--the sword soul of Cao Ling. "

As he said that, he will manipulate the sword soul, trying to influence the mood of the old master.

He found that the power of the sword strokes falling on his body seemed to be slightly weakened, and he seemed to be encouraged to work harder.

The dark eye sockets of the master of the old school are like a bottomless abyss, so breathtaking that the senior brother dare not look at him too much.

When he sensed that the other party's vitality had declined to almost nothing, leaving only an empty shell, his tense mind relaxed slightly, and the joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe surged in his heart.

"I... made it through!"

He wanted to yell loudly, and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

The next moment, a bright and dazzling boundless sword glow arose on the ground.

This sword surpassed the past, surpassed the limit!

Eldest senior brother could only watch helplessly as the master of the old sect stabbed him with a sword, and he had no room to resist.

His eyes widened, and the burning pain in his chest stimulated the nerves in his mind.

The whole person fell straight into the red ground, and the cracks spread to the surroundings like a spider web. He vomited blood, and his eyes were dim.

However, the smile that he struggled to raise at the corner of his mouth became wider and wider, more and more crazy and crazy.

The master of the old school pressed his whole body on him, his white-haired head drooped on his left shoulder, and the sword in his hand pierced his body and was firmly nailed into the ground.

Lowering his head with great effort, he saw that the place where the long sword pierced was just a hair's breadth away from the beating heart.

His chest heaved up and down like a bellows, he propped his hands on the ground, swallowing saliva:

"The stab... the stab is crooked... Master, he stabbed crookedly!"

If it was shifted a little further, even his demonized body would not be able to save his life if key parts were damaged.

But in the world, there is no if.

He survived, and the master who stabbed the peak sword was exhausted and could no longer have the ability to fight.

"The final winner is me!"

He was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and finally calmed down, his five fingers crawled towards the sword weapon that fell not far away, and his fingertips hooked the hilt.

Glancing at the old master with his head hanging on his left shoulder from the corner of his eye, he murmured in his heart:

"Farewell, Master."

An inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes, and a tear fell unconsciously from the corner of his right eye. He stood up, pushed away the old master who was lying on him, and slashed at the old man's neck with his sword.

clang! !

The crisp collision sound echoed, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the tip of a silver stick resisted his slash.

The other hand of the boy in front of him was protecting the body of the old man who was lying backwards, and the eyes of the two intersected in the air.

"Little Junior Brother?"

His tone seemed to regain a little calmness.

"Brother, you can't kill Master."

Fang Qingran withdrew her gaze from looking at the old man, raised her head, and stared at the young man in front of her.

"I said."

(End of this chapter)