Destiny is ashes

Chapter 512: It’s OK to Lose (The Battle is Over)

——Madman! Are we still going to fight after this? !

But indeed, this is a real warrior!
When An Jing fell to the ground with him on top of him, Xie Gusu had to gather his strength again and shake off the opponent who was intending to hit him directly.

Because of the demonic energy entering his body, he has seen many illusions at this moment: the scene of the imperial envoys of the Imperial Court fighting with the rebellious ghosts and gods, the chaotic end-of-era catastrophe, and the scenes of brutal fighting, which were real and rushed straight into his head.

And now, An Jing's figure overlaps with the ghosts and gods of that year. Both of them have lost their weapons and have to fight in close combat!

Taking advantage of An Jing losing half of his arm and being slightly unbalanced when falling, Xie Gusu rolled sideways when he hit the ground, and stood up one step faster than An Jing. Then he attacked with both hands, using the Taifu Long Fist that everyone in the Taiming Sect knew, bringing up two gusts of bone-chilling wind, one above and one below, attacking Anjing's purple mansion dantian at the same time!

Without weapons, you can't attack? Absurd! Even the Taiming Sect, which is known for manipulating ghosts and gods in the underworld, and the Guanming Sword, which is famous for its swordsmanship, still have solid hand skills!
Faced with the Taifu long fist that was coming at him rapidly and covering all the flaws on his body, An Jing, who had lost half of his arm, was not only not panicked, but also not afraid, and even showed a hint of nostalgia.

To be honest, he is indeed better at fists and grappling than various weapons.

At the critical moment of life and death, he once again activated the Zhitianshi, and seized the gap in Xie Gusu's lightning-fast fist at a speed five times beyond his limit!

He pushed the ground with his heels, stood in boxing stance, slightly bent his body to the side, bent his left arm and exploded with his elbow, Iron Mountain Lean!

With this lean, the entire body of Taibai Haoling's Divine Prohibition was like the tightest mortise and tenon structure, with layers of power superimposed and bursting out at the same time, just like beating a series of exciting drum beats, and in the last beat of the drum, powerful force burst out with thunder, like a mountain moving sideways and hitting Xie Gusu's right fist!

With this elbow strike, An Jing's left elbow bone was broken on the spot, but Xie Gusu's fist also had broken bones and tendons, and was knocked away on the spot.

However, there was ultimately a power gap, and An Jing's weakness was even greater. The moment his body became unstable, Xie Gusu's eyes narrowed, he turned his left hand, raised his palm knife, and suddenly tensed up his tendons to infuse strength, intending to use the strength of his body's deviation to slash at An Jing's neck diagonally and behead the young warrior on the spot!
But An Jing was waiting for this moment!

His right arm was lost and his left elbow was shattered. When Xie Gusu attacked him, he didn't even consider the possibility that An Jing might counterattack. However, this martial artist from a great sect might have never been in a truly desperate situation - he might have lost, been defeated, struggled, and stood up. He had a strong enough will and a firm fighting spirit, but he lacked just one thing.

That is the struggle to survive when dying!
With his eyes wide open and his pupils flashing, An Jing's eyes bulged with anger, and he took his last breath. One could hear his extremely heavy heartbeat beating deep in his chest. He stepped on the ground with his forefoot, but his upper body fell forward rapidly as if he had lost strength. But at the same time, he turned his waist, exerted force with his feet, and his calves accumulated energy like springs and then exploded. He immediately transformed from the upright flagpole into a big gun that pointed straight forward, and stabbed out fiercely with a dark golden lightning!
From the beginning to the end, An Jing was charging and moving forward, but this time, he was not charging or moving forward - he was a cannonball, a bolt of lightning!

An Jing's right hand, which had lost its forearm, carried an incomparable violent force and slammed into the chest of Xie Gusu who was caught off guard!
Whoosh! Bang!
The knife slashed horizontally, cutting off the ends of An Jing's long hair, but An Jing's arm bone broke through Xie Gusu's flesh and blood with a violent force like thunder, and pierced his heart.

The sword energy of injury bursts out with all its strength!
The rotation of Yin and Yang destroyed life and death. All that An Jing had endured before, which came from Xie Gusu's Yin Sha sword energy, as well as An Jing's own martial arts formation foundation, were all mixed together and transformed into the lightning sword intent of Yin and Yang destruction!
The long-accumulated power, along with the stable foundation of the martial veins, blasted out together. The heavy and dull sound of flesh colliding was heard, and the shock wave visible to the naked eye exploded in a circle, clearing away all the dust and rain curtains around. The surrounding air and even the demonic energy were all expelled by the aftermath of this attack, blowing away all the dust and rocks in all directions!

"you……"

Xie Gusu raised his hand, grabbed An Jing's arm, and tried to pull it out and push it away, but he didn't have the strength to do so the first time, and the action failed.

Blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his expression was extremely complicated, with reluctance, admiration, and a hint of regret.

Zhenren Shenzang's heart was not a weakness at all, but the destructive sword intent penetrated the formation in his body, turning the neat three small realms into a mess, and they even began to conflict and annihilate each other!

He seemed to want to say something, but An Jing ignored him - he shouted angrily, and urged the sword energy of his injury again. Unparalleled sword intent condensed in his arm bones, extending out a black and white magical weapon, which turned into a long sword of killing, and suddenly burst out, completely piercing through Xie Gusu's body!

Not only that, An Jing's blood, which contained endless golden evil and demonic energy, also seeped into Xie Gusu's body like a deadly poison.

The terrifying heat surging like lava was released in the body, and the bloody poison gas carried a heavy and cold golden evil that corroded the tendons and dissolved the flesh and blood. The evil energy that An Jing could withstand was a deadly poison that other warriors could not endure at all. Even the real person Shenzang was not much better than other warriors at this moment after his magical body was broken by the sword intent of destruction.

boom!
A violent force suddenly erupted, shaking An Jing away, but the killing spirit still remained in Xie Gusu's body. He stood in place, his body trembling slightly, and took a half step back. The dark yin energy around his body suddenly condensed into a bright moon sword wheel behind him, turning into an image of the moon rising from the sea.

The killing shattered and dissipated into electric arcs. There was no blood on the wound, but one could vaguely see the chaos churning inside.

Xie Gusu slowly raised his head and looked into the distance, seeing An Jing slowly climbing out of the pit.

"The sect sent the wrong person..."

He murmured, "I thought you were the Jiuli Army Leader, so you sent me who could suppress the army, create the sea with the moon, and suppress it with darkness... Who knew you were actually the Destiny? And the Destiny with such a strong body and such a tenacious life..." "Hehe, Destiny, Destiny... I am lucky enough to fight with Destiny... I should have sent the group of people who practiced body, they are the ones who can really restrain people like you..."

Xie Gusu's voice gradually became lighter and fainter.

Many thoughts came to his mind, many memories flashed through his mind.

The swordsman did not feel any regret, nor did he think that there was anything despicable about this attack. If he succeeded, he could solve the biggest trouble for the sect. If he failed, it would only be a defeat. A warrior should have the courage to admit failure and face death.

It's just a pity that my reputation will be ruined after my death... Xie Gusu thought so. If everyone knew that I was defeated by fate, maybe they wouldn't look down on me so much, right?

Haha, it's funny, He Wuchang is also unlucky. At least he knows that this guy is the Emperor's divine destiny, so he made some preparations before coming here. But that guy doesn't even know what kind of divine destiny An Jing is. He is even more unlucky than himself.

What about next time? Will someone speculate that An Jing is destiny next time? Probably not... Damn it, this kid might be able to deceive people for a while.

To be honest, Xie Gusu really wanted to see what expressions the old men in the hall would have if the sect knew that they had provoked a destiny.

No, no, no... this isn't interesting enough, this...

Not surprising enough.

"Hey, kid."

Looking up, Xie Gusu smiled and said to An Jing: "I am about to die. I should have had a chance to spread the news that you are the destiny - but I suddenly don't want to."

"How do you want to thank me?"

"Thank you? Thank you for beating me up like this? I'll thank you if you don't bully the weak!"

After picking up his severed hand and barely pressing it on his wrist, An Jing really didn't have the energy to complain: "To be honest, if you raise your sword energy again at this moment, I really have no way to deal with it."

"Besides, you can run away anytime you want. It's not too late now."

"late."

At this moment, the sound of a bell rang outside the fragments of the Netherworld, accompanied by the roar of the mighty golden sun. The power of the Kanming Bell swept across thousands and shook the Netherworld.

Xie Gusu turned his head and looked in the direction of Kanming Bell. Bolts of lightning overflowed and burst out from his body. Even his body was constantly cracking and flashing black arcs of electricity. The destructive thunder entered his body, and the turbid evil spirit and demonic energy impacted his sea of ​​​​consciousness. He no longer had the strength to adjust the balance of the formation in his body, and bit by bit he was dying.

An Jing listened to the bell, not knowing whether it was early or late. But now, he had no ability to resist. With the protection of the Kanming Bell, he was not afraid of the Dachen envoy and the Youxun envoy coming back to kill him - and the Taiming Sect swordsman in front of him would not be able to escape.

"So be it."

Listening to the bell, the Yuehai Sword Wheel behind Xie Gusu shattered and dissipated.

He closed his eyes, not knowing whether to sigh or laugh as he said, "Until I reach the place where the moon sets over the vast ocean, I will not believe that there is death in the world... What a pity, what a pity that I am Shenzang. I really hope to be fair and square with you, on the same level, and have a hearty battle with you. It doesn't matter if I lose..."

He closed his eyes, and his body shattered into pieces, turning into fragments of moonlight all over the sky.

For the first time, Xie Gusu suffered a real defeat.

Death came.

(End of this chapter)