I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

"Is it worth it... With your Immortal Realm cultivation, you can only use three swords at most in a short period of time. The fourth sword has already hurt your foundation, and this fifth sword has consumed all your vitality..."

"For these people, you risk your life like this, is it worth it..."

The old woman looked at Nangong Jingtian whose head fell to the ground, then looked at Zhen Wudi who was about to die and sighed.

Zhen Wudi did not answer the old woman's words, but just looked down at the wooden sword in his hand that was broken into countless pieces, and then slowly turned his head to look at Luo Beian who was lying unconscious in the corner.

"Is it worth it... maybe it's worth it... If I die, I can save so many people. I believe that Brother Luo will do the same, right..."

At this moment, tens of thousands of monks in the audience had already burst into tears after seeing this scene.

Zhen Wudi won. He paid the price of his life for this victory.

Zhen Wudi also lost, he lost himself here...

The old woman shook her head when she saw this, and then looked up at Lu Yu.

"Clan elder, is Zhen Wudi hopeless? This boy is extremely talented and a righteous man. It is such a pity that he died so young." Lu Yu turned around and looked at the old woman with a hint of hope in his tone.

Chiwu also spoke, with a sincere tone

"Yes, elder of the tribe, if you can save this boy and bring him under your command, our righteous path will have a powerful fighting force in the future."

However, after hearing what the two said, the old woman shook her head.

"If this boy only uses the fourth sword, he can be saved, but as soon as the fifth sword is used, his life force has already collapsed. Even I can't do anything..."

"This is his choice. If he only uses four swords, Jingtian will lose an arm but still be able to fight, but he will lose the game..."

"Now, he has used the fifth sword to defeat Jingtian at the cost of his own life. Although he died, he won the game..."

"This world is truly filled with countless heroes and geniuses... This time, we lost... When I return, I will apologize to the princess..."

Hearing the old woman say this, Lu Yu sighed deeply. When he looked back again.

Zhen Wudi is already dead...

He remained standing, holding the wooden sword with only the hilt left in his hand. His eyes were dim as he looked at his feet, with a faint smile on his lips.

In the last moments of his life, he thought a lot.

Thought of my mother.

"Invincible, don't underestimate any opponent, understand? And don't take risks! Only fools would do something when they are angry. When you are in danger, the first thing you have to do is to protect yourself, understand? And. If you get tired outside, come back to see mother..."

I thought of my master.

"My good disciple, Luanyuan Star is too small for you. When you reach the Emperor Realm, the Myriad Worlds will be your stage! When you achieve supreme fame, your life as your teacher will not be in vain, hahahaha!!!"

I thought of her when she was young.

"Here, this is the sword I made for you. It took me several days to carve it. My hands are swollen now. Look."

"Oh my god! Is your sword the size for adults? And I don't practice swordplay."

"You don't practice swordplay? Well... I thought you were a swordsman..."

"Wait, don't take it."

"what."

“I’m starting to practice now…”

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at the same time.

Zhongzhou, Qing'an County, and Zhen Family.

The red-haired middle-aged lady who was sitting quietly by the window suddenly stood up! She covered her chest with a pale face and gasped violently!

"Puff!!" After a moment, she suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"Invincible! My child..." With a shrill cry, the red-haired lady rolled her eyes and fainted.

"Madam!!" Hearing the sound, several maids rushed into the room and exclaimed in surprise when they saw this scene.

Only the Sword Palace.

Fu Jianqiu, who was originally handling matters, suddenly turned pale!

"No!! My apprentice!!"

He just shouted angrily and disappeared from the spot.

...............

Yuxian Sect. In the stands.

Lu Yu withdrew his gaze from Zhen Wudi and turned to look at the old woman and the others.

"In this case, please ask the elders to save Jingtian."

The old woman nodded when she heard this, then slowly raised her hand, and then suddenly froze.

So much so that her old hand also stopped in mid-air.

I saw her looking forward in disbelief, her pupils shrunk to the size of a needle tip, as if she had seen the most incredible thing.

Not only the old woman had such an expression, but Chiwu, Nabu Yue and Yao Le also had the same expression, looking behind them with wide eyes in horror.

Seeing this strange scene, Lu Yu turned back suddenly.

Not far away, a man in a black robe stood quietly at the edge of the stands with his hands behind his back. He just looked at the tens of thousands of people below the stage, his dark and deep eyes looking in one direction, as if he was confirming something.

This strange scene shocked even Lu Yu.

"When did this person come? We didn't even notice it!!"

"No! This person! Isn't this the person that Luo Beian pointed out as the cultivator who participated in the third battle?!"

Different from the shocked Lu Yu.

The old woman was terrified at this moment.

Because she knew who this man in black robe was! To be more precise, it was the princess's good friend, a woman named Liuli who had shown her what this man looked like in private! !

Not only that, Liuli also warned Nangong Xuan.

"If you encounter this person, run away immediately without revealing your identity!!"

And at this moment, Ye Wu moved wildly.

He withdrew his gaze from the tens of thousands of monks below the stage and turned his head to look at the old woman and the others.

On that enchantingly handsome face, those eyes as dark as deep pools looked at the few people quietly.

"Too high..." The voice was extremely calm, but it made the hearts of the old woman and others stop beating at this moment.

"Plop!" Hearing this, the old woman was the first to react and kneel on the ground.

Then Chi Wu and Lu Yu knelt on the ground one after another.

Nangong Yaole, who was a beat slow, and Nangong Buyue, who had not yet reacted, instantly turned into blood mist and dissipated into the sky and earth.

The two died silently without leaving even a drop of blood, as if they had never appeared in this place...