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Chapter 602 The Origin Of The Sword
Watching Lu Chunyang's figure disappear from the sky, I had an extremely bad premonition in my heart. I always felt that letting him go like this would leave endless troubles.

However, I really didn't have the heart to kill him.

As a banner figure of humanity, the most amazing kendo genius in Daomen for 3000 years, I feel guilty for breaking his sword god godhead.

In fact, all the disputes between me and him, in the final analysis, still have to be counted in the chessboard dispute.

He is not evil, nor has he fallen into a demon, even for Xie Liuyun's sake, I can't kill him.

Although his understanding of the way of the sword is still there, the shattering of the godhead has directly damaged his sword heart, and he can no longer use his supernatural powers of the way of the sword, and his vitality is severely damaged.

I sighed faintly, withdrew my divine thoughts and turned to the highest place in the sky.

The outcome of Chunjun and Luohu was not decided, life or death was not decided, but the duel was interrupted by me and Lu Chunyang.

Now that Lu Chunyang has been defeated, it is time to solve Luo Hu's matter.

Chunjun and Luohu, one is a sword spirit and the other is a sword demon.

One good and one evil, each representing the two extremes of the sword.

No matter who dies, the one who survives will become the master of swordsmanship, all soldiers surrender, and all vigor disappears.

I flew into the air, discerned Chunjun's aura with my divine sense, stretched out my hand, and Chunjun, who had turned into a chaotic giant sword, flew towards me immediately.

There are cracks in the sword body, there are countless gaps on the blade, and there is not much sword intent remaining, and the luster is dim.

The first time I saw Chun Jun, she was still Yan Tuo's sword.

In the ancient land of Miaojiang, she transformed into a human being, and has since become a disciple of the Demonic Dao.

The sword is originally a ruthless thing, but Chun Jun has a heart, and he has made great contributions to the magic way through life and death.

Whether it is the battle of the ancient land of Miaojiang or the battle of Guixu, Chun Jun has contributed a lot.

In the Battle of Guixu, in order to protect the evil way, she blew up her sword body and wrote a tragic song that will be popular forever.

I put Kunlun Xue into the porch, held Chunjun in my hand, and stroked her broken sword, feeling infinitely moved in my heart.

Chunjun was seriously damaged. If I hadn't arrived in time, she would definitely be destroyed by the Rahu sword in the next battle, and there would be no more sword spirits in the sky and on the earth.

Fortunately, I came and prevented the tragedy from happening.

I injected a chaotic original sword energy into Chunjun's sword body, and Chunjun's divine sense immediately responded.

With the continuous injection of sword energy, Chunjun's sword body repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dim sword light began to flicker brightly.

After the sword body was fully restored, Chun Jun manifested as a human again with a burst of light and shadow changes.

Although the body of the sword was repaired, Chunjun's lost spiritual sense and injured soul needed some time to cultivate. Her face was so pale, so distressing.

Although weak, the stubbornness belonging to the sword in the eyebrows and eyes is still there.

Like A Li, Chunjun can always inadvertently touch the softness in my heart. I really regard them as my relatives.

"Thank you, Chunjun, thank you for protecting my wife." I looked at her sincerely and said.

"It is the duty of every demonic disciple to protect the mistress," Chun Jun said.

I rubbed her hair, Chun Jun's face was slightly red, and she turned away slightly.

"Daozu, Chunjun is no longer a child."

"In my heart, like Ali, you will always be a girl."

Chun Jun turned into a human again, and Luo Hu also turned into a young man in black.

The evil spirit is awe-inspiring, and the eyes are flickering.

It can be seen that he really wants to escape from here, but without my permission, he has no chance at all.

Once, my sword was restricted for eight thousand miles. After the Battle of Returning to the Ruins opened up the Primordial Sword Domain, my sword energy surpassed eight thousand miles.After recovering the power of destiny of the patriarch of the demonic way, now I use my sword with all my strength, and I can really achieve a sword qi that spans [-] miles.

Even if Luo Hu can block my sword attack, but under the lock of my divine sense, how many swords can he block from me?

But how to deal with Luo Hu, I still have to ask Chun Jun what he means.

The sword spirit and the sword demon are two inspirations born from the origin of the sword, one is good and the other is evil. She knows better than me how to deal with Luo Hu.

"Junjun, what are you going to do?" I asked.

"Luo Hu is originally a disaster star, and his demonic nature is hard to get rid of. Since he dares to attack the origin of my sword, I naturally cannot keep him."

After finishing speaking, Chun Jun made a decisive move.

Chun Jun's sword body has been restored to its original state, and Luo Hu was also injured in the previous decisive battle, so he is no match for her now.

After a short battle, the outcome was clear. Chunjun's sword pointed at the Shenting acupoint on Luohu's forehead, and it only took a single swipe of sword energy to destroy Luohu's entrance and completely destroy his spiritual consciousness, leaving no trace of his soul behind. Down.

The sword soul is the most difficult to exterminate. The reason why Chunjun was able to survive the calamity in the past is because only the sword soul can completely kill the sword soul.

Otherwise, there must be remnant souls escaping with the sword energy.

"Chunjun, you can't kill me. You and I are two inspirations in the origin of the sword, and we coexist together. If I just annihilate, you won't live long." Luo Hu gritted his teeth and said with a grim look on his face.

What Luo Hu said is correct. Since ancient times, good and evil have opposed each other, yin and yang ebb and flow, and where there is darkness, there is light.

If the evil inspiration that belongs to the origin of the sword dies, then the righteous inspiration that belongs to Chunjun will also die little by little.

Ou Yezi forged the seven famous swords handed down from generation to generation, but only one remained in the end, because he overcorrected and his heart was out of balance.

"Hehe. Luo Hu, do you know that the Primordial Moon God has double divinity?" Chun Jun asked with a sneer.

"What, do you want to absorb my evil inspiration as well?" Luo Hu's face changed drastically.

"Swords shouldn't be divided into good and evil."

"Do you know that if you do this, if you fail, you will follow me and die." Luo Hui said loudly.

"So what if I know, I will do what I have to do."

After finishing speaking, Chunjun suddenly exerted force with his fingertips, and a sword energy directly hit Luohu's entrance.All this happened in an instant, and it was too late even if I wanted to stop it.

Hearing a loud shock, Luo Hui's entrance was shattered, his spiritual consciousness was wiped out, and his body also disintegrated and turned into endless black mist.

In the black mist, there is the original power of the sword, and there is also the evil inspiration of the sword.

Chun Jun was placed in the endless black mist, silently perceiving, absorbing all good fortune belonging to Rahu.

The black mist isolated everything, and even I couldn't perceive Chun Jun's changes.

After an unknown amount of time, the black mist gradually dissipated, and Chunjun appeared before my eyes again.

The cute and lively girl's face completely disappeared, her face was full of terror, her eyes gleamed black, and her whole body exuded a faint magic.

This aura and divine sense is extremely similar to Jian Jia who transformed demons in the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons, and at the same time carries the killing power of the god of death.

Looking at the unfamiliar Chun Jun, I hesitated to ask.

At this moment, Chun Jun turned and walked towards me.

The coercion of the sword qi is so strong that even I can't keep calm.

"Are you a sword spirit?" I asked.

Chunjun remained silent, seeing this, my heart sank, and I asked again: "Are you a sword demon?"

"I am neither a sword spirit nor a sword demon, I am the origin of the sword!"

This sentence made me feel extremely depressed in an instant.

Yu Hua, who had been Nirvana nine times, forgot everything, she never thought that Chun Jun would go on the same path as her now.

That's all, even if she is no longer my demonic disciple, it is easier for me to accept than the will of the heroic spirits that belong to the soul-calling banner after death.

I turned around and was about to leave, when I suddenly heard Chun Jun say behind me: "Heaven is on the left, and the devil's way is on the right. A disciple of the devil's way, a thousand reds!"

(End of this chapter)