Transcending the Nine Heavens

“Especially knowing that you have become a sword emperor...” The slaughterhouse grinned desolately: “Oh... at that moment, my whole heart suddenly chilled! At the time, I said," I'm going to kill Gu. "The dark devil said," He's already a sword emperor. How many pints are you on the throne? "”

And when he said this, he imitated the tone of the young black devil, and the shadow and the mockery were but wonderful. How exciting it was to see that phrase!

“I thought," I can't catch you, I can't kill you! But you killed me. You killed me. Is that okay? ”The slaughterhouse hummed:“ Though I slaughtered the slaughterhouse, I was a thousand times better than the bastards who would only say bad things behind their backs but dare not face their enemies! ”

“10,000 times more proud than they are!” The slaughterhouse roared.

This sentence is clearly too strong, emotional, very volatile, the sword wound on the chest, it actually sprays blood.

Gu Daiguo shocked, pointing like a knife, ordered twice in his heart to stop the blood.

Chihao's face became like gold paper, and he smiled warmly: "Don't bother, I'm here today to beg for death! Do you really think that I can win a sword emperor with a royal seven pints? ”

Gu Weiwei sighed silently. “You could have stayed alive. ”

The slaughterhouse smiled and suddenly said: "But now I have infinite confidence. If I still have a chance to fight you next time, I don't have to lose! ”

“Because when I was dying, I suddenly understood my sword, my sword emperor enlightenment!” The slaughterhouse looked serious and breathed with pride. "If I can't die, after today, I will be a sword emperor! ”

Gu alone frowned and looked at his increasingly white face with some concern.

Slaughter and choke, some weird self-derision, said: "Do you know when I got this feeling? ”

“When?” Gu asked alone.

“When your sword tip penetrated my heart, that endless feeling of death suddenly appeared; but at that time, I understood my sword path...” Holocaust smiled suddenly: “The sword tip penetrated my heart, I actually broke through at that time... hahaha... so fucking funny! Fucking hilarious! Fucking hilarious..."

Gu can't help but be speechless!

I don't even know what to say.

The enemy's sword tip penetrated his heart, breaking through at that time… such an encounter is truly silent for anyone to hear.

“It was not for nothing that there was the greatest breakthrough at the time of life and death.” When the slaughterhouse was finished, he sighed and muttered: “Remember what the predecessor once said: The breath of death is a precursor to breakthrough. I've been confused. Today, I finally understand... Ha..."

He mumbled and laughed, suddenly turning his head, his eyes burning and looking at Gu Liu, "Gu Liu Liu, I am dead, but my sword path cannot be wasted! Please, do me a favor. ”

“Busy with what?” Gu Xiaoyin has guessed.

“Only you can understand my mood at the time, so I'll tell you about my swordplay.” The slaughterhouse suddenly has wide pupils, revealing a kind of fanatical divine color: “Gu Solo, I hope my swordplay is famous! Mighty Nine Heaven! Please help me! ”

“I?!” Though Gu Alone had already guessed, when Thousand Horsemen said it himself, he felt it was a shock!

“I can call your family experts, you can teach them.” Gu was alone and indifferent.

“No!” the slaughterhouse chopped off the iron and grunted coldly: “They don't deserve it! I don't understand! Don't waste my life! ”

After that, Tu Chi Hao did not wait to answer alone and said to himself: “My understanding is called ‘Forgetfulness’! Forget everything, forget yourself, forget the sword, forget the heavens, forget the earth... forget! ”

“Forget everything, this is the highest level of my swordsmanship!” Thousands of people slaughtered hard: “Listen carefully...”

Speaking, even though he ignored it, as his voice complained a little bit, Gu was also gradually immersed in...

Taking solo cultivation as its heart, almost when the first sentence is heard, it feels the power of this state of affairs.

So he concentrated all his spirit, trying to listen to every word, every word.

The slaughterhouse has run out of lights and may die before the end of the next moment; this sense of life in exchange, in this world, is the only chance to hear it!

If you can't remember, not only are you sorry for yourself, but you're even more sorry for slaughtering Chiho!

If you can't remember, the slaughterhouse is the real one, I'm afraid!

Two people standing face to face, in the middle, is a long sword glittering in cold light! The handle of the long sword, in the sole hand of Gu, ten thousand years of rock is still motionless; the tip of the long sword, in the chest of the slaughterhouse, there is still a slow stain of blood soaking out...

Forget it!

If Chu Yang were here, he would surely sigh a long time and not be able to say what his heart feels like.

In previous life, the slaughterhouse became one of the twelve characters in three days, relying on his‘ sword of forgetfulness’! On the basis of "Love Sword Law", the slaughterhouse learned more about "Love Great Law" and "Love Sword Technique"; with the word "Forget", the slaughterhouse once rushed to the peak of the middle three days!

Massacre millions, smile with swords, and be proud!

The slaughterhouse!

Just the year Chu Yang meteorite fell, Tu Qianhao assembled all the enlightenment into one volume, so he was ready to march into the army for three days. After that, if it did not succeed, Chu Yang would not know. But he knew that the book written by Thousand Horsemen was named "The Book of Forgotten Heaven"!

Now, the slaughterhouse has learned the ’Sword of Forgetfulness', undoubtedly twenty years ahead of the previous life! But it's amazing: this sword of love can no longer be used by the inventor of the Thousand Horses!

That used to shock the "Love Book of Forgotten Heaven" for the whole three days. In this life, it can no longer appear in the rivers and lakes of this windy and cloudy society in the middle three days!

It's not a shame you haven't tried it!

In the last three days and 12 characters, the dreams of "Dream Dream Dream Dream Dream Dream" have fallen into the flowers, no remains, the poison brake of "Poison Brake Machine Strong Hung Map" has also disappeared into the yellow earth, the Nine Heavens are no longer poisonous! Today, the 'Millionaire’ of this' Millionaire Evil Son ’, the path of life, has reached its end in advance!

Long time...

“Remember?” Thousands of hoarse voices are already powerless, but they are still urgently asked.

“Remember.” Gu took a deep breath on his own.

“You… read it to me…” Thousand Horse slaughter eyes pupils have spread a little, mumbling: “Who might think of me slaughtering Thousand Horse in the future with a love sword method? ” ……

“Love Sword...” Gu Xiaoxiao knew that the slaughterhouse was uncomfortable, softly and clearly, and read the set of Love Sword again.

But a strange loneliness appeared on the face of the slaughterhouse. He didn't seem to have heard Gu alone. He just flanked his head slightly and seemed to be listening to something. Mumbling: “How boring! ”

“What?”

Gu asked in a hurry, but did not hear a response. At first glance, he saw that the slaughterhouse was standing up, his eyes were full of loneliness, and he was no longer breathing.

The founder of Love Sword, one of the twelve figures, on the verge of death, left behind the last sentence:

What a bore!

This is a colorful, brilliant generation of hodges, the last three words in a lifetime, so boring!

Nobody knows. Where's the boredom? Why not?

Or did he come to this last moment with a new sense? But... no one knows.

Gu Solo sighed and gently drew the long sword.

The Black Dragon Sword is as clear as water, detached from the chest of the slaughterhouse. Gu walked away for two steps, gazed at the slaughter of a thousand ho, held his sword with his hands, and looked soberly for a moment. Seriously: “Go in peace, butcher! Forget the sword, it will surely blossom in the river and lake! ”

The body of the slaughterhouse could not stand upside down, full of flutter, Shawther trembled in the wind, and there was endless arrogance in a hole in his eyes, but lonely, lonely, with a thick few points of flutter.

It seems ridiculous and helpless to be sarcastic about one's life; and it seems sarcastic that the millions of people who still live in the world are so boring, so stupid and impatient!

His hands naturally drowned, and he still had a sword in his hand, and the sword flashed, indeterminate.

He stood like this, even though he was dead, even though he was only a corpse, he still had the courage to hold on to a man! Rin Rin Feng!

On the solo Black Dragon sword, blood seemed to drip down. Reluctantly, he slipped down the tip of his sword, dripping into the dust, spraying slight dust and scattering the dust.

“This is the river and lake...” Gu Long breath out, this breath has been suppressed for a long time, but at this moment he finally breathed out, but felt a flash.

“Jianghu, there are so many things right and wrong, but where should there be so many things right and wrong? Who can say that life and death are innocent and obedient? ”

He sighed and backed off a dozen steps, standing against him. Take a serious look at the slaughterhouse that has lost all its breath, and look in the eyes, complicated to the extreme, gently said: “Brother slaughterhouse, Huangquan Road is far away, precious all the way! ”

“Young master!” Twenty masters of the Tutu family shouted in sadness, and jumped up in front of the Tutu, but suddenly found that the Tutu had lost his breath and died altogether!

I couldn't help but scream and turn around like a tornado. I watched Gu Solo die and said angrily: “Last name Gu, how dare you kill our young master? ”

Gu Solo glanced at him coldly and saw that he was talking to a bearded old man. At this moment, he had tears in his eyes and was looking at himself angrily. "What, didn't the butchers tell you before?" he said coldly. ”

The slaughterhouse counts everything; even if he must die himself, he already counts clearly; how can he not make his own account of these people?

I can't believe Gu is alone! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)