Maybe it’s this warmth! It made him feel uncomfortable all over. He could only feel comfortable when he stood in the cold wind, feeling crazy and wanton.
The feeling that Yu Zun gave him at this moment was not like that!
It is better to die comfortably than to live in frustration! This is probably the answer in his mind!
He picked up the long knife in his hand again and shouted: "Suffer death!"
His long hair was flying wildly with the strong cold wind, and a sharp flash of light suddenly came from the end of the sky.
The young man's knife plunged into Yu Zun's body with a pop.
He looked at the young man with a smile on his face and said quietly: "Are you comfortable?"
The young man looked at Yu Zun blankly. At this moment, he felt so painful in his heart, the pain was heartbreaking.
Why? Why? The killings in the past only gave him a vivid pleasure, but the killings at this moment made him feel an indescribable pain in his heart!
"Yu Zun, why don't you resist!" He muttered at the corner of his mouth, and his left hand holding the knife trembled slightly.
Yu Zun looked at him with a smile and said, "I want to see if you will kill me!"
"You...you...why are you different from them..." the young man said with a hint of unbearability.
"Because I don't want to kill you!" Yu Zun said with a smile. At that time, he was like a brilliant sunflower. He smiled, as bright and warm as the sun!
"But I...but I..." He looked at Yu Zun unbearably and said, "But in my heart there is only winning or losing. Apart from winning and losing, everything is empty talk!"
Yu Zun laughed loudly and said: "At this moment, you have already lost!"
"So, I have no reason to continue living!" The young man smiled like a flower. Perhaps this was the first time in his life that he was so happy and happy!
The person who gave him all this was a young man named Yu Zun. From the beginning, this young man could not bear to hurt him, but he and the young man were not related, so why should the young man be like this?
He smiled happily and warmly. He suddenly pulled out the long knife in his hand and stabbed it into his own arms. He looked at Yu Zun quietly, a scarlet blood splashed from the corner of his mouth, and said: "Yu Zun Brother, I hope to fight on the battlefield with you in the next life!"
He died quietly, and the cold night sky was so quiet and lonely.
Yu Zun was holding the full-moon scimitar in his hand, his chest was still bleeding, and there were patches of bright red blood hanging on his white robe.
He sighed, held the young man in his arms, and floated down quietly.
"You didn't deserve to die!"
"Why are you so stupid!"
"Is there only a division between death and life in this world?"
"Obviously there are some very warm things!"
"Obviously there are so many people looking forward to your return!"
He raised his neck, his face full of loneliness and sadness. He shook his head gently, biting his lower lip tightly with his teeth. The fishy blood made his heart hurt even more. What he feared most in the world was Life, separation and death, but all of this is happening every moment of every day.
The long knife lay quietly on the ground, the wisps of purple flames gradually extinguished, and from that moment on, the light of his life truly came to an end.
Yu Jin gently patted Yu Zun's arm and said, "Brother Yu, please forgive me!"
"Oh, I never thought that Yu Zun, who is widely rumored in the world, would be such a young man who values love and justice!"
"He is probably such a person! In dreams and in reality, he is a proud and proud young man, but the light in his eyes is so dark and desperate!"
He picked up the long knife that fell on the ground, holding a brocade handkerchief in his hand. He gently wiped the long knife, and the dark luster in his eyes gradually dissipated.
He looked up at the sky quietly, took a long breath, and shouted: "Wait, why don't you show up?"
In the dark night, thunderbolts filled the entire Xuantian. They were like thunder dragons, entrenched in the air.
At this time, a loud shout came from mid-air: "Son, come up and join me!"
Everyone was shocked and thought: "What kind of person are these? Why can't we feel their breath?"
Someone sighed: "Perhaps this is the real gap between me and Yu Zun!"
"Perhaps he already knew it!"
"You mean, when he fought with that weird young man at the beginning?"
"exactly!"
"It's just too hard to believe!"
"Who says it isn't?"
Yu Zun buried the young man among the mountains and valleys. There was a long knife stuck on his grave. The long knife was as bright as the sky, as if to interpret the glory and glory of his former master's life!
Yu Zun sighed, and the glimmer in his eyes became more and more dazzling. They were a pair of eyes that penetrated the darkness. The look inside them was that the gods had seen it, and they must have thought about it for a moment!
Why are his eyes so bright? It's probably his heart! His heart is so bright!
With a sneer on his face, he looked up at the sky quietly, then suddenly shouted loudly and said, "Are you afraid of death?"
That huge sound wave, like a terrifying wave, filled the entire Xuantian.
In the silent sky, a thunderbolt seemed to leap across, instantly awakening the dull dream!
The smile on Yu Zun's face became weaker and weaker, and at the same time, he became more indifferent.
He jumped up to the sky with one step, and with another step, he disappeared in the eyes of everyone.
Those cultivators standing on the ground looked at Yu Zun with horrified faces, and said quietly: "How did he do this body technique?"
In that quiet midnight hour, only patches of dry cold wind were left to answer the man's questions.
At this moment, they all consciously closed their mouths, and they looked up at the sky quietly. Maybe the silent sky would give them an answer!
The roaring sound of drums is still endless. Perhaps the people who cling to the drumsticks are the real lifeless people!
He held the long knife in his hand and fearlessly slashed among the people wearing blue armor.
The light in his eyes became even sharper.
Souls were flying in the sky one after another in the dark night. Perhaps only by smashing their blue armor into pieces can their souls be truly released! '
Pieces of blue helmets shattered in an uproar and fell to the ground, splashing with bright brilliance. Suddenly, the tens of thousands of soldiers wearing blue helmets were finally liberated.
He looked up at the sky quietly, smiled, held a scimitar, pointed at the sky, shouted, "Old boys, you deserve to die!"
At that moment, the sky seemed to be trembling. What daughter would not be moved by such an ordinary and unruly man?
He stood quietly among the mountains and valleys, his figure always changing, that flickering figure, like a star, disappearing and appearing suddenly.
But deep in the high sky, there were several laughs.
"Old boy, is this funny?" Yu Zun shouted.
"Muramori, what do you think he called us?"
"Old boy, hahaha, isn't it quite interesting!"
That burst of laughter shook the entire Xuantian, as if they were the only ones in charge of this world.
"I think this name is quite good! Hahaha!" Sentian laughed.
"It's better to lure him here!" Xingyuan said.
"That's what I meant!" Tian Yuan said.
Cun Sheng waved gently, and a piece of cloud fell silently from the sky. Cun Sheng shouted: "Boy, you can take advantage of this cloud to come and get together with me!"
Everyone looked at the clouds in disbelief and said quietly: "How can this clouds be so magical?"
Yu Zun made a light leap and jumped onto the clouds. Everyone was startled and said: "It's really possible!"
“It seems like I’m still a bit inexperienced!”
"Look at him, it seems like he has stepped on solid ground!"
"Who says it's not the case? This Yunxia is too weird!"
Yu Zun looked at the sky with no surprise and said: "Why don't you pick me up quickly?"
When the cloud appeared, it was slow. When it rushed into the sky, it was as fast as the wind and lightning. In the blink of an eye, it had disappeared from where it was.
On the horizon covered by clouds, there are more chariots and horses. Those chariots and horses stretch for thousands of miles. There are people driving the chariots and horses. Countless soldiers and generals are lined up outside the chariots and horses, and the momentum is shocking!
Yu Zun looked at the soldiers and horses with a smile, but those "old boys" did not appear in front of him.
"My child, we haven't seen all your martial arts yet, why don't you put on another good show for us!" The voice was like a loud bell, but no one knew where that voice came from.
Yu Zun rubbed his forehead helplessly and murmured to himself: "I won't let you go, I definitely won't!"
He lowered his hand and squeezed the Yuantian Blade, then raised it up and disappeared. A top suddenly appeared among the group of horses and horses, and Yu Zun was the top itself.
The pain in his heart was beyond words, "Why are you forcing me? Why?"
His black hair was gradually dyed red with blood, his chest was bleeding with bright red blood, and the traces of blood on his face were already scabbed.
The night was quiet, surprisingly quiet. I could only hear the sound of the sword going deep into the skin. No one begged hoarsely for mercy, and no one shouted for help.
All of this is performed quietly like a silent image.
He gradually became jealous of the killing, and he shouted: "Sealing the Sea Jue!"
Killers wearing black robes appeared next to Yu Zun. One of them was a burly man named Xingtian, who was transformed by Yu Zun's Yuantian Blade.
Xingtian had a cold look on his face and said, "Brother, what should I do?"
Yu Zun looked up at the sky quietly, sighed suddenly, and said: "Kill them!"
As a result, the killers in black robes disappeared in mid-air. Their killing methods were even more sophisticated. They gently waved the long knives in their hands, and the long knives fell directly on everyone's necks. One knife, and only one knife, and that person's life is gone. Let’s get together! "
