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Chapter 2549 He will always remember you(2/2)

Dream's sword!

Jiang Wang not only passed this sword to Zhao Rucheng.

Like those sword canons that he would introduce new ones every once in a while, like all the unique skills he created, this sword style was also placed in the Yanfa Pavilion of Chaowen Daotian Palace, allowing anyone who crossed the threshold to learn it.

But this sword is also recognized as one of the most difficult sword styles to learn.

Almost no one has ever learned it.

Huyan Jingxuan himself has read it and found that the paths are indeed different and difficult to understand.

Of course, Zhao Rucheng's situation is different. Jiang Wang will not only teach him, but also break it up, crush it, and teach him step by step, step by step. There will be unlimited dismantling and unreserved demonstrations.

Huyan Jingxuan was not surprised that Zhao Rucheng could learn this sword.

But Zhao Rucheng's sword is different from Jiang Wang's Jie Wukong realm.

The original realm of tribulation without space means that once a sword is cut through, the path of life is cut off and the fate is empty. This makes people fall into the space journey before the true annihilation of fate, which is the emptiness and disillusionment before death.

The Jie Wukong realm that Zhao Rucheng created is the loneliness of "a hundred calamities of life and death, and independence."

Nobility, honor, blood relatives, close friends, mentors... everything I cherished was destroyed.

What's left after the disaster...is not life.

It is indescribable sadness and the eternal "emptiness" in my heart!

This is a sword with real self-feeling and unique edge.

Huyan Jingxuan almost saw the young man who thought that his third brother was dead, gave up all illusions, and prepared to take revenge on Zhuang Kingdom and the current Emperor Qin... who was walking back and forth between life and death alone.

Seeing in the "dry" desert, the heart is even more withered than the dryness that erodes the body and soul.

He suddenly closed his fist and retreated!

This ended the exchange of fists and swords and avoided this confrontation.

Being able to change the direction of the battle at any time and advance and retreat freely is certainly a reflection of his advantages.

But he Huyan Jingxuan, after all, took a step back in front of the real Zhao Rucheng of Chujindong!

Zhao Rucheng forced this person away with a sword, and without hesitation, he directly turned his sword to Helian Zhaotu——

As before, killing Helian Zhaotu would end all today's disputes... although this matter seems impossible now.

He saw Helian Yunyun being tossed amidst the heavy weapons, and saw the deadly Zhu Xie Muyu being pulled away time and time again.

He looked closely at Helian Zhaotu and then entered again and again.

Seeing the beautiful man in front of him, whose peach-blossom eyes were full of blood, and who was trading his life for power, Hu Yan Jingxuan felt a sense of respect, raised his fist, and wanted to move forward.

But I heard something in my ears——

"How? Zhao Rucheng is already so powerful, can't Huyan Yamen defeat him quickly?"

A frost-green sword light descended from the sky, facing the Emperor's Sword head-on, blocking Zhao Rucheng a hundred steps away.

The woman with cold eyebrows and tied hair came from the distance of the Cloud Realm Corridor.

Perfect blue frost!

Huyan Jingxuan was surprised.

Yesterday, she was just a Shenlin cultivator who competed with Wan Yandu. Although her strength was strong, it was also limited. How could she have such a level of killing power today?

Looking at her cultivation level, it is obvious that she has not improved.

What does it rely on? That sword?

His Highness Zhaotu is truly unfathomable. The method of struggle is under his control, and the intensity of the struggle is also under his control. He doesn’t know how many cards have yet to be revealed...

Even if Your Highness Yunyun reveals all her secret hands in the Cangtu Religion and risks offending the high priest of the Divine Crown, forcing the Golden Crown Priest Namodo to participate in the dispute, it will not change the situation. No wonder she only

I left the capital on a snowy night and came to Jintandu for a gamble.

But how could His Highness Zhaotu not be prepared for this choice when he had no choice?

In the final analysis, the opponent still loses. If you take one slow step, you will lose the entire game.

Helian Yun's disadvantageous situation has caused her to be unable to use many of her methods, causing many previous businesses to choose to wait and see at this moment.

Waving the flag and shouting to cheer for the winner, and risking one's life and sinking the ship with the loser, are two completely different things. The former is what human nature wants and is eager to follow it, while the latter requires great courage, and cannot be done except by the direct lineage hardcore.

Ultimately reflected in the chess game, there is a huge gap between life and death in thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Tonight, the war for storage ends here. For the entire pastoral country, it is just a night of blustery wind and snow, which does not affect the order of the grassland at all. There are only a few whimpering sounds of cattle and sheep in the shed in the distance, which only makes some fattening grass...

…Who could have imagined that this was once considered a closely matched battle for reserves?

There was a lot of emotion in my heart, but it was just rolling in silence.

Faced with the question of Wanyan Qingshuang, the princess, Huyan Jingxuan only said: "It takes some effort!"

"Is it just a waste of... limbs?" Zhao Rucheng's orifices were bleeding, and he raised his sword and stepped forward: "Then, whose limbs are it costing? You Hu Yan Jingxuan, or you, Wanyan Qingshuang?"

"Boring talkers - husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they fly apart when disaster strikes!" Wanyan Qingshuang looked at him, Yushuangqing's sword in the distance, and her aura was very bright: "Zhao Rucheng, you shouldn't come back."

"Of course husband and wife are birds of the same forest!" Zhao Rucheng smiled with blood from the corner of his mouth, held his sword against his sword, and continued to move forward: "Perhaps you are in the same forest but not of the same mind - Yunyun and I will live on the same branch and sleep in the same grave."

Before Wanyan Qingshuang could speak, a hand stretched out from behind and patted her shoulder.

"Okay." Helian Zhaotu said.

Helian Zhaotu, who had watched everything happening from beginning to end, finally moved forward.

He saw that Helian Yunyun, with the Eye of Heaven being banned, and suffering the backlash from the suppression of Yiyang Palace, was struggling more and more weakly in the military formation under Zhu Xie Muyu's command. At this moment, he was relying on a wave of

The will is fighting. He saw that Zhao Rucheng was at the end of his strength, but he was just holding on to himself and still moving forward... His eyes, which were also blue, could see everything clearly.

There may still be risks for Wanyan Qingshuang to defeat Zhao Rucheng like this, but Huyan Jingxuan is absolutely safe here.

Of course, when he stood up at this time, it was not to grab credit, nor to show off his bravery in a must-win situation.

He just looked at Zhao Rucheng: "Consort, you are a smart man. The first thing Gu heard about your return from the underworld was to confirm the death of Great Elder Eklie. Do you know that although this matter has to be spread to the world, Gu

But you suppressed the letter of credence and haven’t issued it yet?”

"Maybe someone told me on purpose!" Zhao Rucheng was not surprised at all: "Some people hope that I will come back and participate in this political struggle in time. Maybe... hope that I die here."

Wanyan Qingshuang raised her slender eyebrows.

"Since you know, you still want to come back?" Helian Zhaotu asked.

"Who is behind it and what's the purpose is meaningless to me." Zhao Rucheng once again grasped the hilt of the sword: "I just need to confirm that the matter is true. Helian Yunyun is here. I have no second choice."

While he was answering Helian Zhaotu's questions, satisfying the winner's desire for superior expression, he was also seizing the time to recover his body.

"Who wants you to return to the grassland? This question is really meaningless to discuss now." Helian Zhaotu looked at him calmly: "Now you should know that Gu deliberately transferred you. What qualifications do you, Zhao Rucheng, have?

, I want Gu to think of ways to get you away first - you are so smart. Can you tell Gu?"

Zhao Rucheng's mouth was still bleeding, but he smiled with a bit of difficulty and a bit of pride: "Because Jiang Wang, the True Lord of Zhenhe, is my elder brother."

Helian Zhaotu nodded: "Then, tell Gu. Will you be so stupid as to come back to Mu Country alone at this moment because of a so-called man's self-esteem without telling your third brother?"

Zhao Rucheng's smile stained his teeth with blood, but he also had a kind of sad beauty. His beauty did not distinguish between gender and time: "A man's self-esteem is reflected in the protection of the people he cherishes. It is not a false face."

And I don’t think asking my third brother for help is a shameful thing. It’s only natural for an elder brother to take care of his younger brother. So why can’t he protect him if he is also called third brother?”

Since the third brother has been mentioned, there is no need for him to fight at this time.

He simply turned the Emperor's Sword upside down, leaned it on the ground, supported himself, and said in a nonchalant manner: "I even asked my Brother Hu for help. Although his cultivation level is not as good as yours, he will come over as soon as possible.

If I die, he will collect my body for me——"

He looked at Helian Zhaotu and smiled: "He will always remember you."

is forever.

A year, a month, or a day is missing, it is not forever.
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