Star Dome Railway: The opening performance of Taixu Sword God

Then, she looked at the blade again:

"Blade... this is a good name. For the rest of your endless life, you can only wander between killing and being killed, searching for your own burial place."

"If not, you wouldn't be able to eliminate Ying Xing's regret."

"It's me in the end."

Jingliu slowly walked to the edge of the Xianlong Temple, looking at the earth-shaking waves:

"I will face the alliance's sentence and bear eternal punishment. And after that... there will be an even heavier price waiting for me."

"Only in this way, the pain that should be remembered... will not pass away."

Jingyuan held his arms in his arms and stood silently among the three people, listening to Jingliu's words.

There was a trace of weakness in his eyes.

Jingliu said in a deep voice:

"Five Xiaos on the Cloud...it's time to say goodbye to each other."

"Without wine, only bitterness, such a party is really unspeakable."

Jing Liu slowly turned around and looked at Jing Yuan:

"It's time to send me off to Xuling, Jingyuan."

Facing Jingliu's words, Jingyuan smiled lightly.

"The laws of the alliance cannot be changed..."

"pity."

"Your next stop is not Xuling, but Jade Palace."

"Huh?" There was a hint of doubt in Jingliu's eyes.

Jing Yuan smiled and explained:

"I reported this matter to the marshal, but unexpectedly the 'General Rong Tao' was very interested and set up the 'Ten Directions Light Reflecting Dharma Realm' to meet the two of you first."

"Ha..." Jingliu looked helpless:

"Jingyuan, you are still the same."

"Always trying to break other people's plans."

"But you and I, Yun Qi, and the generals of Di Gong... are just pawns in the game played by the gods. I am tired of walking on the preset destiny path."

Afterwards, Jingliu was relieved.

"But it doesn't matter, you can walk a little longer. But the outcome will not change. I will eventually be on the winning side."

Jing Yuan smiled slightly:

"Then I will accompany you to the end of this game."

……

The meeting is over.

Jingyuan plans to escort Jingliu and Rakshasa to the Yuque Immortal Boat, and Danheng also prepares to return to the train.

Just as the three of them were walking towards the outside of the Xianlong Temple, a voice stopped them.

"and many more!"

Ren stood behind the three of them and said in a deep voice:

"Jingliu, before you leave, you still owe me a reward."

"..."

Jingliu suddenly looked back and said seriously:

"I tried, but I couldn't help you more than leaving more wounds on your body."

"Your immortal body is by no means something that can be dismissed so easily. Killing the flesh and blood of the immortal angel with a human sword, the 'Slave of Destiny' should have told you about this, right?"

"He said it." Ren raised his eyes and silently looked at Jingliu in front of him:

"But you still owe me this sword."

This conversation made Jingyuan silently shift his gaze and look at the scenery beside him.

Jingliu said in a deep voice:

"I already told you when I taught you the sword that I would not attack those who have no interest in life and lead others to be slaughtered..."

Blade raised his eyes slightly:

"Only your opponent can make you draw your sword, right?"

He took two steps forward with a firm gaze:

"Jingliu, I'm here to give you back the teachings of one sword!"

"..."

Persistence for the blade.

Jingliu sighed helplessly.

"Ugh."

She stared at the man in front of her:

"Then cherish this moment, I will give you a chance to die briefly."

……

In the Xianlong Temple.

Jing Yuan and Dan Heng were already standing at the side.

Kageryu and Blade drew their swords one after another, distanced themselves, and looked at each other warily.

Jingliu said softly:

"Seven hundred years ago, we were like this here..."

"Talking, laughing, competing... high spirits, thinking about the future."

As Jingliu spoke, the sword began to liberate its own restraints, and the split sword also regained a trace of charm.

For an instant.

The two of them fought together!

"Qiang——!!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing was extremely intense.

The two were extremely fast, and they fought several times in an instant, and the afterimages were dazzling.

During the battle, Jingliu remained unhurried and softly chanted:

"The look of those people at that time is still lingering in front of my eyes, as if it was a dream last night."

Under the fierce collision of iron tools, scenes of memories came to mind.

Once upon a time, five people were in this position, toasting and drinking together.

The laughter at that time still echoes in Jingliu's heart.

Blade continued to launch fierce attacks, but the voice of Kageryu who was fighting against him was still smooth and clear, and he fought with him unhurriedly:

"I thought such happy days would last as long as the lifespan of the immortal boat people, day after day, indefinitely."

The two of them jumped into the air, and the rainbow-colored sword glow and the azure edge appeared at the same time. The two swords collided violently, making a sharp sword cry in the sky.

Suddenly, the wind blew violently and the cold air flew.

Jing Yuan stood below, his hair flying, but he never raised his head to look at the two of them, just stared at his feet silently.

Even though the fight was fierce, Jingliu's voice remained calm:

"But the dream...will eventually wake up and disperse like clouds."

……

"boom--!!"

With a shocking loud noise, a figure was blasted to the ground.

After the smoke and dust dissipated, the blade lay on the ground like a kite with its string broken.

The voice is hoarse and sad:

"It's such a...familiar feeling..."

At this moment, he was lying on the cold ground, his vision dark.

The severe pain all over his body eroded his nerves.

"...It's like going back to the first day you taught me swordsmanship."

Blade said in a hoarse voice:

"You are holding the sword that Ying Xing made for you...picking, stabbing, cutting, and piercing over and over again..."

"again and again……"

"Those sword moves that have befallen the enemy are engraved on this abominable body, and I can only watch my own flesh and blood constantly twitching, healing, and recovering..."

"It's like asking... why."

"Why did you commit this crime with Yinyue...?"

A scene from a long time ago seemed to appear in Ren's pitch-black vision.

It was a seemingly broken long sword that penetrated his body.

"I know...you don't expect my answer..."

"So, when you looked me in the eye and I asked..."

"That's a question I've asked myself a thousand times but have no answer to."

Chapter 361 I also like King Furong

A breeze is blowing.

The image of five people gathering here, chatting and laughing, came into Blade's mind.

His voice became louder and louder.

"Why...why only evil things can come back again and again...!"

"Why do people like her have to be buried! Burned to ashes... and forgotten!"

"……Why?!"

"at last……!"

"You stabbed me through the heart and left me and the sword in that withered grave."

"The wonderful thing is that in this short dream-like death, I no longer feel so painful..."

“It’s like those days of toasting and drinking.”

"..."

When the blade wakes up again.

There was deathly silence in the Xianlong Temple.

His vision gradually returned to clarity, and there was no one in front of him.

Just as he bent down to pick up the Zhili sword at his feet, he found a familiar figure appearing behind him.

"..."

Jingliu, Jingyuan, and Danheng are still here.

Seeing that Ren had woken up, Jingliu asked Dan Heng beside him:

"Yinyue, what are your plans next?"