At the beginning, the old alcoholic was too serious. Although he was lucky enough to save his life, his cells were extremely weak and fragile. The power he had worked hard to practice was basically lost. After a few years of wandering in the wilderness, he finally improved unexpectedly in the Tree Valley.

The magic medicine of the Shepherd God is indeed very effective.

Samumin found such a priceless magical medicine, which made the old alcoholic's dead tree-like body rejuvenate again. However, the old alcoholic's foundation had long been destroyed. Even if he could rejuvenate, he would only grow a few green buds on the dead tree, and it would not be possible to grow into a towering tree again. If he was content with the status quo, he would probably live for more than ten years with the effect of the medicine to bring about recovery.

He can also choose to force growth, overdraw his life in advance, and exchange for short-term glory.

Choose one of strength and lifespan, and the old drunkard chooses the former.

The old drunkard desperately overdraws his potential to break through, allowing his body, which was so weak that he never looked like, to restore his strength again and again. This process costs an extremely huge price, and may only be exchanged for very short-term glory in the end.

The old drunkard has recovered almost now.

He is very clear about his physical condition.

At most one year's lifespan is left.

This year, the body will be exhausted, the legs cannot move, the hands cannot be raised, and eventually paralyzed and died in the bed, but he will not wait until the last step. The old alcoholic is not nostalgic or concerned, but there is always a knot in his heart that needs to be untied, so he wants to complete the battle he had not finished before while he is still able to move and fight.

Now the old drunkard starts to sweat.

His hand holding the sword trembled involuntarily.

He found that even though he had experienced so many things in the past, even if he had experienced ups and downs, even if he had seen through them, he could not face the person in front of him calmly. His experience was like a demon in his heart, and it was rooted in the depths of his soul. It not only did not disappear over the years, but its roots became stronger and deeper.

Even if the starlight does not appear.

The old drunkard will also take the initiative to come up.

His only pride left prevented him from retreating.

A real warrior will not lose the courage to draw his sword

He had to fight with Xingguang, not to avenge his disciple Qingxuan, nor to wash away the shame of the past. This battle was ultimately a challenge to himself, and at this time he had to challenge himself.

Yunying can understand the old drunkard's mood.

However, even so, Yunying would not escape. On the one hand, Yunying did not think he could run away. The attack radius of the starlight was far away. Most people imagined that he could not escape from this range in a short period of time. On the other hand, Yunying had no reason to let someone die for him to escape, especially this person is an old drunkard.

The old drunkard frowned: "You are not leaving yet?"

"I may not be able to help if I don't leave." Yun Ying raised the broken giant sword in his hand: "At least I want to be a witness."

Xiyun stared at the old alcoholic and showed some appreciation, which made the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes look deeper, "You would have been a more outstanding warrior than Beichentian. It was a pity that you were born at the wrong time and at the wrong place."

The old drunkard laughed loudly, and his bones all over his body snapped, making him thin and hunched, and suddenly became stronger and tall. Even his eyes returned to his previous sharpness. He held an iron stick in his hands, making people vaguely see the peerless style of the Tianyun Martial Saint back then on this weather-beaten body.

"Stop talking nonsense! Get started!"

"I respect you and let you have three swords."

Xiyun Xingguang made a move to ask for action.

This is actually more like an insult, okay? A master at this level loses a slight difference in battle, and a slight error may determine who wins and who loses. Xiyun Xingguang proposes to make the old drunkard three swords, which represents Xingguang's strong self-confidence and is even more a manifestation of not taking the old drunkard seriously.

"Haha, there are not many people in this world who can make Master Xingguang give his sword." The old drunkard did not get angry but accepted happily: "I'm not polite."

The old drunkard threw away the broken wine gourd in one hand.

Brush it.

Unshelf with a sword.

When a thin blade shining with rays of light was pulled out inch by inch by inch by iron staff, it gave people a strange illusion, as if the rising sun was rising eastward to release the rays of light, making people feel vigorous vitality and energy.

The sun rises and sets.

It will rise again after falling.

Life is like the sun, with rising east and setting west, the long night is cold and lonely, the rising sun is brilliant and beautiful, every time darkness comes, it is for new glory, falling into darkness in the glory, looking up at the light in the dark, rising and falling, so unhappy, this is the life of an old drunkard.

The first sword.

The half-arc sword slashed out horizontally.

The entire space was shaken and distorted.

Xiyun's starlight casually flicked his sleeves, causing the extremely domineering sword light to change direction, slashing on a short mountain not far away like cutting tofu, almost flattening the entire mountain.

Yun Ying widened her eyes: "What a strong attack!"

When this sword was chasing the power of the sword, the powerful attack that could hurt Hongyi was like dust that could be removed at will for Master Xingguang.

Yunying didn't even know what artifact Master Xingguang used.

His mental power is beyond the reach of mortals.

"Your sword is not as good as you were back then."

Master Xingguang commented that the old drunkard was not affected and had almost no pauses. He raised his hands with his dawn and the second sword was about to take action.

This sword is full of the life of the old drunkard's glory and decadence. He has experienced the warmth and coldness of human feelings and the vicissitudes of the world, and has experienced hardships and tortures, confusion and despair, and now he has achieved great enlightenment.

Back then, I wanted to be a person like Beichentian.

At that time, I was determined to achieve the success of Yue Beichentian.

Now it seems that I am so stupid. I am me, unique. Why do you have to become Beichentian? Why do you have to go to Beichentian? I just need to be the best self!

It's too late to understand now.

But it's not the latest.

The old drunkard seemed to have re-expressed the glory of Tianyun Martial Saint, but compared to his peak period, he was completely different. This was a great enlightenment after truly overcoming the ups and downs. He was more mature and firmer than he was back then.

Yunying raised her head and appeared in shock.

The thick clouds in the sky seemed to be under invisible pressure, and actually began to break from the middle, eventually forming an extremely huge gully.

Almost at the same time.

The direction pointed by the sword tip.

The entire ground began to collapse.

The old drunkard's sword seemed to be able to cut the world open together, just like thousands of dragons shooting out along the sword's edge, all flying towards Xiyun's starlight with their teeth and claws, which was obviously much stronger than just now.

Yunying asked himself if he would change the position of Xiyun Starlight.

He would never be able to block this sword.

He doesn't even have the ability to dodge.

Yunying didn't have the confidence to resist it, and no one could resist it in the younger generation of Tianyun City. Even Yin Yue, who has two epic artifacts, is the same, because this sword has surpassed the realm of mortals, which is enough to kill demons and kill gods!

He agreed to be enough to kill a great demon hunter!

Isn’t Xingguang a great demon hunter?

Thunder lightning rose around the starlight, intertwined and entangled wildly, and finally formed a huge network of lightning, and the sword light hit the lightning hard.

boom!

Yun Ying's mind seemed to be hit hard by someone. He could not hear any sound at all. The whole world seemed to have lost its vividness and color. This state lasted for four or five seconds. Finally, he shook his head hard, as if he had smashed a mirror, and all the sounds and colors came back.

The surrounding land was shattered, just like an earthquake, and several surrounding mountains were shaken to collapse.

What a terrible sword?!

The starlight is still standing there.

His robe was blown away, but that was all, as if he was blown by a strong wind. When the wind passed, he was still unscathed and did not even turn around.

"This sword is already at its level."

Master Xingguang once again gave an evaluation, but the old drunkard still ignored it because he was immersed in his perception. The old drunkard has regarded this battle as the final battle in his life, and he has regarded the next sword as the last sword in his life.

How to use the last sword?

Of course, it must be earth-shaking!

The old drunkard's thoughts were completely empty, and finally appeared, the prosperity faded, and the years were washed away. Everything was always a passing cloud. What could be preserved in his mind in the end was a beautiful smiling face without any embellishment.

That smile is his paradise.

A paradise that you will never have in your life.

The third sword took action, returning to the simplicity and simplicity. The old drunkard rose from the ground, and the sword light turned into a thin line. The entire sky was separated by a thin line. Although it was simple and unconventional, it directly chiseled the Thunder Net defense, and finally a ray of light was printed in the starlight's eyes.

The first time Xingguang became serious, he reached out to grab it.

The old drunkard passed through at an extremely fast speed, and eventually caused a crack, a piece of ordinary gray cloth floated high, one piece turned into two pieces, two pieces turned into four pieces, four pieces turned into eight pieces... and finally turned into dust completely.

Starlight's right arm sleeve was torn off.

This is the only result of the old drunkard.

Is that all in the end?

Yun Ying had known that the starlight was very strong. Even if the other two great demon hunters Juechen and Lavida were added together, they might not be the starlight opponent. But what he never expected was that the starlight could be so strong.

With his determination to die and his belief in setting a sword for the last time in his life, the old drunkard has integrated everything he has learned into this sword. Combined with his own strong mental power, he almost created an impeccable attack, but in the end he was just destroying the starlight.

"You have surpassed your peak in this sword!"
To be continued...