Chapter 950: Burning the remaining body and thanking the teacher for your kindness

Yu Zecheng glanced at Liu Shiyun and said to Nan Tian Zhenjun:

"Master, I'm afraid I'll take a step first. Before the death of the demon instinct, I used the sword technique of death. Shi Yun and I were both hit by the sword of death, and we will definitely die."

The Lord of Nan Tian was stunned. Seeing Yu Zecheng's expression, he couldn't help but say:

"What? Swordsmanship? You will definitely die. No, no, no, don't be afraid! I'll save you."

He immediately used several spells and began to check Yu Zecheng's body. There was a spell in it, which failed to use it twice in a row, which showed his anxiety and anxiety.

Several secret methods of exploration were used, and the face of Zhenjun Nan Tian became paler and paler. He gritted his teeth and pierced his bloodline. He used his divine power on his body and began to check, but his face became paler and paler. Finally, he suddenly became on the stone, as if he had been decadent and aging for more than ten years.

All spell checks, there is only one result in the end, and there is no cure.

Even if there are other ways to save lives, there is no time. The power of the dead sword is slowly eroding Yu Zecheng's body, and it is too late.

Yu Zecheng said:

"Master, don't worry, even the Ming King's Reincarnation Art cannot get rid of this dead sword technique. Moreover, I am already nine times dead today and I don't have the chance to be resurrected for the tenth time.

I know there is nothing I can do about it. This is an immortal who crosses the boundary and casts a spell, a blow to the heart demon when he dies, and a magic sword technique that is beyond salvation. I have a clear mirror in my heart.

I can't do it anymore, but unfortunately I can't follow you anymore and listen to your teachings."

The true Lord Nan Tian looked at Yu Zecheng and his beloved disciple. This disciple has devoted countless efforts to this disciple. He is his favorite and most desirable disciple.

For more than a hundred years, he has been teaching hard that the two of them have the same heart and love each other, and they have put forward all their expectations, even more than their sons. However, at this moment, he will die in front of him and completely dissipate, and his countless efforts will dissipate.

The plot that I was proud of was nothing at this moment, and I could only watch my relatives die.

The Lord of Nan Tian couldn't help but shed tears.

The hero does not shed tears, but he has not reached the sad place.

Yu Zecheng smiled, gently wiped away the tears for his master, and said:

"Master, why are you crying? In my eyes, you are the greatest master. There is nothing you can't do. Why are you the same as a mortal?

I am a person who is practicing immortality, so how can I be afraid of life and death? Isn’t this your daily teaching?

Master, you taught me before that there will be death in life, and there is no need to be sad. The living will live well for the dead. The disciples will always remember these teachings.

Thank you, Master, it is my greatest happiness to be able to meet you. In Xuanyuan Outer Gate, where is your sentence, I am the greatest happiness in my life. When I am most desperate, I will give me light and the highest recognition so that I will not be withdrawn and desolate.

It is my greatest happiness to meet you.

Sorry, Master, I feel the dead sword technique is ready to move. I will take a step first. Please take care of me.

Master, I can’t do it anymore, so let me kowtow to you again!”

After saying that, Yu Zecheng respectfully bowed to the Lord Nan Tian Zhen, kowtowed three times, then stood up and walked towards Liu Shiyun.

The Lord of Nan Tian was sitting there, motionless, confused, his heart trembled for a moment, and his face was expressionless.

Yu Zecheng walked to Liu Shiyun's side, but he didn't stop and was still moving forward. At this time, the Xuanyuan disciples around him realized that Yu Zecheng was blind and the death sword technique gradually took effect, and he could not see anything.

Senior Brother Ye Han reached out and pulled him to Liu Shiyun. Yu Zecheng groped and picked up Liu Shiyun. Liu Shiyun looked at Yu Zecheng, touched Yu Zecheng's face with her hands, and said:

"Brother, we are afraid we will really die this time, it's okay. To live and die together. Knowing you is the greatest happiness in my life."

Yu Zecheng smiled and said:

“Yes, we really want to die, live and die together.

Knowing you is also the greatest happiness in my life. But Shiyun, I want to give you a ride, otherwise we will die under this dead sword technique and we will have no chance to destroy both body and spirit."

Liu Shiyun said:

"I know, in fact, I dreamed of this scene countless times back then, and every time I died under your sword. Unexpectedly, I only dreamed of the beginning, not the ending. It turned out to be like this, and it was good.

Come on, brother, send me away.”

Yu Zecheng's tears flowed down, not knowing whether it was for Liu Shiyun or for himself, said:

"Okay, sister. You go. If there is an afterlife, I will marry you. We will never be separated for three lives."

Liu Shiyun nodded and said:

“Never separate.”

The sound became weaker and weaker, and the dead sword technique was about to kill Liu Shiyun.

Yu Zecheng instantly called out a moment of light, which was a sword that pierced Liu Shiyun's chest with one sword, shattering his heart, and the light burst into tears in an instant.

After one sword, Liu Shiyun was stabbed to death by Yu Zecheng, completely dead, avoiding the damage of the dead sword technique, without the body and spirit, and the soul escaped into reincarnation.

Yu Zecheng hugged Liu Shiyun's body and couldn't help crying loudly, everyone was sad.

After crying for a while, Yu Zecheng found that his legs were unable to move, he completely lost his feelings, and he was about to die.

He put down Liu Shiyun, turned to face Nan Tian Zhenjun, pulled open his robe, exposed his chest, and said to his master:

"Master, please send your disciples to liberation."

The Lord of Nan Tian stood up and staggered towards Yu Zecheng step by step. Looking at Yu Zecheng, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Yu Zecheng said:

"Master, my legs can no longer move. Let me send my disciples to the road so that we will have a chance to meet.

Master asks you for one thing. Shi Yun said that she likes the Ger grassland of Wuliang Sect. Please bury us there.

Master, come on, and finally give me a trip to my disciples."

A flying sword appeared in the hand of Zhenjun Nan Tian, ​​but it fell to the ground with a clang.

He shook his head and said:

"No, you go to the grassland yourself.

I am old, I'll die if I want to die. You're more meaningful than me.

The most important thing is that I can’t face your death. If I want to die, I’ll do it.

Xuanyuan disciple Tingzhen, from today on, Yu Zecheng will be the leader of Xuanyuan.”

The Lord of Nan Tian pulled Yu Zecheng up and reached out to touch his forehead, saying:

"You were still a child back then. Although you were strong and didn't blame yourself for being the root of the five elements, you had extremely inferiority in your eyes. That kind of sadness made me feel moved, just like me back then.

So I exchanged you with the ninth-level flying sword, because you are the five elements spiritual roots like me. I can do it, so can you.

Over the years, I am very pleased to have you by my side. With my plan, our Xuanyuan Sword Sect will shine again, step on all the doors and make the world's number one. Unfortunately, I can't do it.

Let’s succeed, live well and glorify the Xuanyuan Sword Sect for me. We want to make our Xuanyuan Sword Sect the No. 1 in the Sky, fulfill my wishes, and recreate the style of the founder of Zhongxing.

Master teaches you the last method, which is the true mystery of the truth of sacrificing one's life for sacrificing one's life.

To sacrifice one's life for righteousness, in addition to seizing others' origins, you can also reverse the magic tricks, give one's own origins to others, and sacrifice one's life to save others. I will reshape your body for you and get rid of the invasion of the dead sword technique.

I’m very happy to meet you, and meeting you is also my happiest thing. Goodbye, I will succeed.”

In an instant, the Zhenjun of Nan Tian reversed the secret of sacrificing life to seek justice, pouring his supreme origin, supreme divine power, and his life back into Yu Zecheng's body.

In an instant, the true Lord of Nan Tian began to wither, the Nascent Soul dissipated, and his flesh and blood gathered into Yu Zecheng's body.

At the same time, Yu Zecheng's flesh and blood began to reverse and remained back to the body of Nan Tian Zhenjun.

Yu Zecheng immediately shouted:

"No, Master!!!"

In an instant, my eyes turned black.

I don’t know how long it took, Yu Zecheng woke up, opened his eyes and saw that he was standing there intact, but the master was no longer there.

There was a corpse on the ground, with a strange shape, and a terrible aura erupted, which was the object that was fused with his master's broken corpse. The master used his life, his own origin, and his divine power to reshape a body for himself and escaped from the invasion of the dead sword technique.

Yu Zezhen wailed, hugged the corpse and burst into tears, the sound was like a wolf howling, resounding throughout the sky.

The hero does not shed tears, but he has not reached the sad place.

In one day, the person I love most, the person I love most, the master, and the Shiyun are all dead, leaving only myself in this world.

He was in great pain and heartbroken. Gradually, Yu Zecheng's eyes were left with blood and tears, and his heart was broken. All the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect felt their relatives, friends, brothers, and masters who had just died in the battle, and all cried and cried.

Gradually, Yu Zecheng stopped crying and stood up, and a powerful Nascent Soul aura appeared five hundred miles away.

Now the Xuanyuan Sword Sect is only the only one of the Yuanying True Lords here. All the disciples are extremely tired and in distress. After the war, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect was at its most declining time. The master had great expectations for him. For the sake of his master and for the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, now is not the time to be sad.

Yu Zecheng stood up and looked into the distance. Under the great god's conscious technique, six Yuanying True Lords appeared five hundred miles away.

At this time, only the disciples of Xuanyuan Sword Sect remained here, and the other four sects had disappeared. Yu Zecheng stood up and said:

"All disciples are ready to evacuate. We will go home and return to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect."

Then he took a look at the fusion corpse of himself and Nan Tian Zhenjun on the ground. The disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect died in battle were all cremated on the spot and brought the ashes back to the cemetery.

Yu Zecheng knelt down, pointed his hand and said:

"Master, let's go home."

Suddenly a flame burst out, burning on the corpse, and the corpse instantly turned into ashes.

Burn your remaining body and thank your teacher for your kindness.

Goodbye Master. He took me on the road of immortality and taught myself tirelessly. He could block my sword skills at any time. He was completely gone.

Goodbye Master, I will definitely fulfill your wish and make Xuanyuan Sword Sect the world number one in the sky.

Goodbye Master.

Burn your remaining body and thank your teacher for your kindness.
Chapter completed!