Fantasy: The Book of Heaven at the beginning changes fate against the will of heaven

As he spoke, he swung his sword again, and the whole person disappeared instantly.

Just when the two of them were frightened, Xue Qinghan had already stepped forward and slashed at him with one sword.

"wishful thinking."

The woman said angrily, and then the two of them held up a shield at the same time. Xue Qinghan slashed his sword on the shield and the attack was instantly blocked, but he just sneered: "Wishful thinking?"

"Break it for me!"

Under the sword, the shield that the two of them had held up was shattered in an instant. Unprepared, the long sword struck directly on the woman's raised arm. Immediately, a saint's arm flew to the broken boundary star below, smashing a 10,000-meter-long beam. Deep pit.

At the same time, the holy blood spread and filled the entire void. The woman groaned in pain. Then, regardless of the injury, he directly stamped his other hand on Xue Qinghan's chest again.

Suddenly the power of the Holy Dao in Xue Qinghan's body was blocked.

How could the man on the side let go of such an excellent opportunity? He just hit Xue Qinghan's temple with a hammer.

Xue Qinghan flew out upside down as if he was being carried and thrown out.

This hammer seemed to have shattered even his soul. It was difficult for him to gather his consciousness for a while, so he could only rely on instinct to point his sword at the man. The flying snow sword was like a wisp of light, directly piercing the chest of the man who was still in a stiff state. .

In this battle, all three will suffer losses.

Here, Lu Yunchang watched the battle between the three of them, and his consciousness was full of brilliance.

Every time Xue Qinghan used his sword, it seemed that it was not cutting into the void, but cutting into his mind.

Xue Qinghan's sword is heavy on killing, so even if there are one against three, he can seriously injure one of them and kill one, and then fight to the death with the remaining two without losing.

Each sword contains Xue Qinghan's lifelong achievements and insights in the art of swordsmanship.

It's just that it's his after all, but not my own.

And at this moment, inexplicably, he felt as if he heard the wailing and crying of all the beings on the Aracena star. The creatures in this world that have survived for generations are about to disappear completely in an invasion war, and then be submerged in the river of time.

why?

He wanted to ask why. But no one could give him the answer, not Xue Qinghan, not the sacred tree, not Qi Qingqiu, not even Ling Ruitian.

Everyone is looking for something different, so the answers are also different.

Cultivating the Tao, cultivating the Tao all your life, but what have you cultivated in the end?

There was a saying in Confucianism and Taoism that made Lu Yunchang think he had found the answer, that is: cultivate one's morality, harmonize one's family, govern the country and bring peace to the world.

If he had not experienced this experience, Lu Yunchang would definitely regard this as his guideline, and it would become the most important practice criterion in his long years of practice.

But at this moment, listening to the cries and wailings of all living beings, and watching Xue Qinghan fight to the death to protect all living beings in this world, he suddenly seemed to understand that there was a higher level of ideal in cultivation.

Although the world I am in is called Tianhaixing, this place is called Tiannanxing. Qi Qingqiu said that all heaven-level stars are about the same. So here we are now. Will Tianhaixing also have this day in the future? How should I deal with it when that day comes?

Cultivating oneself, harmonizing one's family, and bringing peace to the world are naturally too lofty ideals, but they are not the highest yet.

If cultivating oneself, managing one's family, governing the country and bringing peace to the world is to make the world a better place, then how should these beauties be protected?

If one day, Tianhaixing also encounters such a situation, such as being completely invaded by the Netherworld, how will it deal with it without a saint sitting in charge?

Even if there is a saint, can he be stronger than the sword master Xue Qinghan?

If you encounter this situation, how can you do better under the same conditions? How can we keep this world alive?

Even Lu Yunchang himself didn't know that when he was thinking about these questions, inexplicable Tao Qi slowly condensed around his body.

Sword cultivators are known as the most lethal among the monks in the world, but even if you can kill all the enemies in the world, can you protect everything you want to protect?

The answer is clear.

So is there any way in this world that allows me to protect what I want to protect?

At this moment, the cold light of Xue Qinghan's flying snow sword suddenly appeared in his hand. He pointed the sword at the two people in front of him and said word by word: "I, Xue Qinghan, have sworn since the day I held the sword that I will use my sword to support this world." There is a bright world. You are noble saints, but you do not know how to protect all sentient beings in the world, and you are in vain causing boundless killings. Today, even if I live or die, I will definitely kill you to restore a bright world to this world."

After he finished speaking, a bright luster suddenly appeared on his long sword.

"This is……"

Not to mention the two saints, even Lu Yunchang was dumbfounded. Xue Qinghan actually understood the art of swordsmanship to a higher level at this moment.

On the Feixue Sword, the bright luster became more and more intense, as if a crescent moon was shining on the boundless darkness around it.

"Do your best, otherwise you will really die here."

The two alien saints finally panicked at this moment and no longer dared to look down on Xue Qinghan. The two finally joined forces completely for the first time.

"Lu Yunchang, you have to watch my sword carefully."

Xue Qinghan suddenly shouted loudly.

It was seen that he integrated all his insights into this sword.

On the other side, the two saints worked together to do something. The yin energy spread on the sledgehammer in the man's hand, and there was a strong tendency to compete with the Feixue Sword.

Xue Qinghan's sword, which almost condensed all his cultivation and understanding, slashed straight out and collided with the sledgehammer.

A dazzling brilliance came from the place where the two collided.

However, what stunned the two saints was that the Flying Snow Sword actually penetrated directly through the sledgehammer. It was not like passing through the body, but a true penetration.

It penetrates directly like light passing through water.

The Feixue Sword struck the two people who couldn't believe it without any hindrance. This sword, which contained almost all of Xue Qinghan's cultivation, was consuming the Taoism and lives of these two people at an extremely fast speed.

The two of them were directly cut off at the waist by the Flying Snow Sword, and then starting from the break, their bodies were consumed bit by bit, turned into fly ash, turned into dust, and completely disappeared into the void.

On the other side, facing the oncoming sledgehammer, Xue Qinghan, who had lost all his cultivation, had a smile on his face. He looked somewhere as if he was saying a silent farewell.

That's where the star Araceae is.

"Senior." Lu Yunchang yelled.

Xue Qinghan turned her head, smiled lightly at him and shook her head.

How happy is life? Why is it so painful to die? I, Xue Qinghan, have done what I should do and realized a higher-level sword before I died. I will have no regrets in this life.

The sledgehammer finally fell on him without any suspense, and Xue Qinghan was crushed into powder almost instantly.

In today's battle, all four saints died.

The sledgehammer continued to fall into the depths of the void, and the Flying Snow Sword also ended up nowhere after the last strike.

Lu Yunchang sighed and slowly closed his eyes.