This desperate sword tore the air and instantly shot, pointing to Feng Qingzhuo's heart!

At the very least, Jiang Wuxin wants to die together.

However, he was hit first, and something went wrong with the accurate head. Even so, he still penetrated Feng Qingyu's abdomen!

Although he did not hit the Holy Palace directly, this terrifying force still caused Feng Qingzhuo to be severely injured on the spot, and blood flowed out.

To be honest, Feng Qingyu didn't block this sword. If he couldn't block it or didn't want to block it, then no one would know.

The world seems to be still.

Jiang Wuxin stood on the way to Feng Qingzhuo. Blood was coming out of his chest and his eyes widened at Feng Qingzhuo.

"Well……"

I wanted to speak, but my voice was hoarse, so I could only cover my chest, and even the Sky Sword fell to the ground.

thump!

Jiang Wuxin stood unsteadily and knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and black blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, dripping onto the ground.

"Teacher, Master..."

He gasped.

A blue figure appeared in front of me.

Jiang Wuxin raised his head with all his strength, and saw Feng Qingyu looking at him with tears in his eyes.

"Wuxin, do you believe it now? In this world, I, the Six Sword Demon, are the strongest, you lost."

"Well--"

Jiang Wuxin grabbed his clothes, widened his eyes and couldn't speak.

thump!

Feng Qingzhuo knelt down and stood face to face with him.

"Do you believe it? I really care about you as a teacher." He smiled and burst into tears.

"No, I don't believe it..."

Jiang Wuxin stared at him tightly, trying all his strength to kill him.

"After a person dies, maybe there is still a long way to go. Our master and apprentice can have a long talk."

Feng Qingyu smiled bitterly, and his hand held the six swords of Zhutian that were integrated into one.

Because his sword beast wanted to get out of it.

Jiang Wuxin stared at him with wide eyes.

Feng Qingzhuo, what does he want to do?

"I have a bad life in this life. I hope that in the next life, I can make up for all regrets."

"The world is beautiful, don't be ruthless anymore."

Feng Qingyu touched his head with one hand and held the Six Swords of Zhutian in his hand with the other.

"You...you!"

Jiang Wuxin's face changed drastically.

He reached out and grabbed Feng Qingzhuo.

When he looked up, he had already walked towards Jian Wuin.

"There is nothing else, life is too lonely. I go to the Yellow Springs Hell and practice swords without intention."

In the confused scene, the man in green committed suicide and fell to the ground.

"division……"

After Feng Qingzhu fell, Jiang Wuxin climbed two steps and completely smashed on the ground without moving.

it's over.

Everyone saw all this.

No one knows why.

But, it is certain that Jiang Wuxin was killed, while Feng Qingyu committed suicide by Jian Wuyin's side.

They are all confused.

Feng Qingzhuo became the top strong man, killing the most terrifying remnants of ghosts and gods. Almost no one can defeat him in the future. Why did he commit suicide?

No one will understand.

It seems like no one understands what a confidant in the sword is.

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

The strong wind blew and the snow began to get heavy.

Three sword beasts surrounded by them, crying and wailing.

The three corpses will soon be swallowed by white snow and disappear before everyone's eyes.

It's like I haven't come to this world.

...

Such an ending allows all onlookers to feel sad even if they are not clear about the reason.

There was only one person, but he couldn't help laughing.

That person is Dugu Jin.

He stared at the corpses of Jiang Wuxin and Feng Qingzhuo in the snow, and then looked at Dizang who was still trying to give in. Posa Ghost King, smiling.

"What are you laughing at?" Long Youyue glanced at him, "Everyone is urging you to do it."

"Interesting." Dugu Jin said.

"What's the meaning?"

"The two strongest ones died outside, and there are two old ghosts who are struggling in the end."

"It's so wonderful if I don't need to do anything, fate will give me all the fruits."

Dugu Jin shrugged, the third blood-colored vertical eye between his eyebrows shone with a strange light.

"Speaking of this, I still don't know what you want to do?" Long Youyue said.

"The time is up, you will know right away."

"As the saying goes, you finished singing and I'm here, now it's my turn."

Dugu Jindao.

Obviously, the ending of Jiang Wuxin and Feng Qingzhuo, even Dizang and Posa, saw it!

Their faces were still cold, and they did not seem to be hurt by Jiang Wuxin's death.

The Posa Ghost King glanced out, stared at Dugu Jin, and suddenly shouted:

"Dugu Jin, what else are you waiting for? My Emperor has agreed and will personally inherit your bloodline. At that time, you can be half of the royal family!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was stunned.

Jiang Wuxin had just been dealt with by Feng Qing Prison, and now another Dugu Jin appeared?

Moreover, from the words of the Ghost King of Posa, it is obvious that Dugu Jin is going to betray the entire human race in order to become a ghost and god?

Such a fact is simply creepy.

Will Dugu Jin deny it?

When everyone's eyes were locked on him, Dugu Jin looked at the Posa Ghost King with scarlet eyes.

Then, he responded:

"Long live my emperor! Dugu Jin is willing to serve ghosts and gods, even if he uses my life to lead our tribe back, he will do whatever he wants!"

Once these words are spoken, chaos will arise again!

...

In the chaos, heavy snow was flying.

In a place where no one pays attention, there is a corpse of a young man in black lying on the ground.

Amid the rage and curses, his fingers trembled slightly.
Chapter completed!