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Kong Sen's voice sounded very terrifying, like the howling of a ghost, full of despair that made the scalp tingling.

After Kong Sen's roar, Li Tianhu's mind suddenly turned blank. Then he threw away the long sword in his hand like a conditioned reflex, covered his ears with both hands, and turned around and ran wildly into the distance.

"Ah! Ah..."

Li Tianhu also wailed with excitement, but there was no reason. He did not look back at Kong Sen, nor did he try to turn back and fight side by side with his good brother.

He just kept shouting and running, and then suddenly his feet became soft and he fell into a mud pit several feet deep.

The smelly mud immediately filled Li Tianhu's mouth and nose, making him unable to make any sound, but he did not accept his fate, but struggled hard in the mud pile, finally grabbed a rock with a sharp surface, swung his waist, and threw himself into a concave wall on the side of the mud pit.

At this time, Li Tianhu couldn't feel the pain caused by the stone cutting his palm, but leaned against the stone wall and began to vomit violently.

I don’t know how long he vomited, but he finally stopped until his entire mouth was surrounded by the bitterness of bile.

Then his eyes suddenly turned dark and he fell into a coma.

At the last moment before Li Tianhuhe's eyes, he seemed to feel something very important was broken in his heart.

At this time, Li Tianhu didn't know that the reason why he survived was because a good brother blocked the siege of three emperor-level powerful men for him!

Kong Sen has tried his best.

If it were in the Spring Festival Competition, with his mere Sword King Realm, he would definitely not be able to catch the opponent's attack.

But today, in order to get enough time for Li Tianhu to escape, Kong Sen finally burst out with unprecedented potential with a determined heart of dying. He actually fought against three, and with a reputationless long sword, he blocked three emperor-level powerhouses in front of him!

Although it only takes ten breaths.

But for Kong Sen, this is the ultimate he can do.

At this moment, he fell back in a pool of blood, looking at the blue and clean sky, listening to the endless sound of waves, and smelling the fishy sweetness in the air. Suddenly, he was a little reluctant.

Kong Sen's left arm was broken, but it was not cut off by his opponent, but because he was poisoned by scorpion, and in desperation, he cut off his arm.

The flesh and blood on his right leg had disappeared, and only a white leg bone was left, which was the result of being eroded by sand and dust, and it looked a little desolate.

A large piece of flesh was also cut off from his face. Even if he could survive, he would probably only become a monster. But on his cheekbones, there was a tender bud swaying lightly in the wind, as if he was about to use his flesh and blood as the soil to bloom a beautiful iris.

This scene looked very strange and terrifying, but the most terrifying thing was the sword mark on his chest that almost cut him in half.

Nothing new, but deadly enough.

"Chase!"

It's a bit strange. Among the three opponents, there were obviously two Spirit Emperors. But in the faint sense, they seemed to be respected by the Sword Emperor.

In this era where strength is the most respected, this is a very illogical thing.

With the order from the Sword Emperor, the two spiritual emperors raised their robes at the same time. They lit their toes and chased Li Tianhu in the direction where he fled.

On the contrary, the Sword Emperor stayed in place and walked slowly to Kong Sen, with no mercy in his eyes, and he looked down at him condescendingly.

"Your reaction was very fast. You were decisive enough to take action. It was indeed a pity to die like this, but unfortunately, you are Xia Sheng's friend, so in my eyes, you are not willing to die."

Upon hearing this, Kong Sen's pupils suddenly tightened because he finally understood why the other party wanted to kill him.

It turned out to be because of Xia Sheng.

At this moment, Kong Sen had a lot to say, but his mouth was filled with blood and could only make meaningless whimpers.

After a moment, Kong Sen gave up struggling because he found that even if he told the truth about the matter, he could not change anything.

His consciousness began to become blurred, and he couldn't even hear what the other party said.

His pupils slowly lost their focal length, but he refused to close his eyes and kept staring at the sky that was both far and within reach.

After 138 years, he finally set foot on the land of the Dajin Dynasty again. He finally saw hope of going home, but was blocked before Shuohe, and it was difficult to make any progress.

In the last period of his life, Kong Sen seemed to feel that he had returned to Buju Mountain. Beside him was the peach tree that would always grow crookedly. The cheerful laughter of his fellow brothers and sisters echoed in his ears. The dean stood in front of him, stroking his beard with one hand, full of kindness.

I really miss it...

Kong Sen thought so, but he didn't know when the crooked peach tree turned into the broken sword in his hand, the laughter of his fellow brothers and sisters turned into the endless waves, and the dean became the emperor of the sword with a look of solemn appearance.

In an instant, Kong Sen finally realized that he would never go back.

With a faint regret in his arms, he slowly closed his eyes and was so angry.

The Sword Emperor looked at all this coldly, raised his hand casually, and shattered the iconic courtyard costume on Kong Sen's body with one sword, then gently raised his toes and kicked Kong Sen's body into the vast river.

This means that the corpse will not be seen.

After all this, he chased after the two companions.

"Where are people?"

One of the Spirit Emperors looked down at the mud pit on the ground and replied: "We did not find any breath of life within a radius of ten miles. The other party was just a small Wu King, so he definitely couldn't run too far. He should be under this."

Hearing this, the Sword Emperor frowned secretly, and dropped a ray of sword energy into the pit, which turned upside down at the bottom of the pit. Sure enough, it brought a shocking bright red.

So he slowly said two words: "Buried."

As he finished speaking, endless yellow sand rose up from the ground and rushed down towards the mud pit, mixed with the rotten mud, and soon dyed into pure black, making it hard to distinguish each other.

However, after a few breaths, the entire mud pit was completely filled. It was not until this time that the Sword Emperor finally nodded and said, "Let's go, Your Highness is still waiting for us to go back and report."

A spiritual emperor couldn't help but say suspiciously: "Where are the other disciples of the Chunqiu Academy who returned from Sunset Valley?"

The Sword Emperor smiled slightly: "We can't be used there, your highness has its own arrangements."

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