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The fighting outside the big formation has stopped, but within the big formation, Yan Zhenren and Zhai Yushan are at the critical moment of the decisive battle!

The center of Hushan's big formation is dark and dark, with a faint blue light, and the former classmates are now turning against each other, and each sword stabs at the enemy's vital points!

The overflowing sword qi sneered, sometimes shining brightly; the footsteps of the action were silent, hiding the darkness in an instant!

In the darkness, there are no fancy fights, all superfluous and gorgeous moves are discarded, and the two go straight to each other, only wanting to kill each other with the simplest moves!

A quarter of an hour has passed.

The surrounding fields are pitch black, and the mountain protection formation has been affected by the fire dragon thrown down by Jie Yuan, temporarily disconnecting him from Yan Zhenren.

He and Di Yushan had the same starting point in this secret place.

But he was injured by the explosion first, and then he continued to manipulate the mountain protection formation. Now at least half of the profound energy in his body has been lost.

A drop of sweat slid down from Yan Zhenren's temple.

A slight coolness extended from his neck all the way to his heart.

His hand holding the sword stably swayed almost imperceptibly. Just this moment, he knew the wind and knew it. , into Yan Zhenren's heart!

The wind is so small and fast that people can't detect it, and people don't have time to react.

But when it was blown into Yan Zhenren's heart, the severe pain suddenly spread and burst!

Yan Zhenren looked down, and saw a sword point stabbing out of his chest, he staggered, and the long sword in his hand clattered to the ground.

"you……"

Di Yushan's face slowly emerged from the darkness.

He held the sword in one hand and supported Yan Zhenren's shoulder with the other.His cold voice seemed to come directly from Jiuyou underground: "I said, I will kill you first today, then break the formation, and finally destroy the Sword Palace!"

Master Yan murmured, "Sword Palace...Sword Palace...I'm sorry..."

Di Yushan: "It's not important. I have already decided that I will only work hard to destroy the Sword Palace in this life."

Yan Zhenren smiled and said: "Not bad...not bad...the law enforcement elder is really the law enforcement elder, as always..."

After saying this, it was clear that Master Yan was dying, but Di Yushan's face suddenly changed. He drew his sword hard and was about to turn around, but it was too late!

A hand clenched into a fist touched his vest from behind, and with a powerful blow, it broke his back, heart, and pierced through his chest.

"vomit……"

Large streams of blood and minced meat poured out from Di Yushan's mouth.

The fatal injury made his body uncontrollable, Zhai Yushan tried his best to turn his head back, but it was in vain.

In front of him, the body of "Renren Yan" was slowly dissipating, his palms were empty, and his arms fell heavily!

He murmured: "Sword Palace has a unique skill...you can... you can transform yourself into three parts in a short period of time...you...you have successfully cultivated...!"

For example... If it's just like this, I won't be completely fooled!

But you are able to throw away all the weapons in your hands. If I am not fooled, I will die——

"Success or failure has already been determined. Those who betray the Sword Palace must not live. Zhai Yushan, what do you have to say now?" Zhenren Yan's old and cold voice sounded in the darkness.

What can I say?

Zhai Yushan's sanity began to become blurred.

Winners and losers, what is there to say!

but--

As he was dying, he replayed the past uncontrollably in his mind.

He entered the Sword Palace, he was full of anger, he practiced martial arts, he raised Xue Tianzong, he eventually became a law enforcement elder, he seized the last chance to betray the Sword Palace and severely damage the Sword Palace!

Memories, such as fleeting memories, finally freeze the scene.

He raised Xue Tianzong... respectful Rumu The child kneeling in front of him grew up all the way, standing upright, still respectful and Rumu.

The darkness engulfed him like a tide.

Zhai Yushan fell down.

In the mountain guard formation, blue light floated freely, and several rays of light slowly converged here, illuminating this small world.

In the silent space, a heavy panting sound suddenly sounded.

Yan Zhenren clutched his chest, took two steps back, and also fell to the ground. The damage caused by the forcible use of the clone technique was not trivial. His facial features overflowed with traces of blood, and every breath and breath seemed to be dragging a car. The heavy cart was moving forward, and it was unknown when the axle would break and turn over.

But the traitor from the Sword Palace... is dead after all!

He let out a long breath, and at the end of the breath, his gaze was fixed on Di Yushan's corpse, and a thought suddenly came to his mind, stirring up many doubts in the darkness.

Xue Tianzong followed Du Jingxian's instructions to find evidence against the traitor.

Xue Tianzong did not betray Sword Palace...

So, was the person who guided him to find the wrong evidence because of insufficient calculation or... had other ideas in his mind?

Words go straight to the Temple of Heaven!

He tightly held the sword in his hand, and the sword energy all over his body shot straight into the sky.As soon as he entered the palace, his gaze was fixed on Du Jingxian's body, and the soaring sword aura pointed directly at Du Jingxian, before he even drew the sword, the fierce sword aura had already left bloodstains on Du Jingxian's skin!

"You didn't know about Zhai Yushan and Xue Tianzong before?"

Before Du Jingxian's answer could be heard, a whisk was inserted between the two of them first.Jing suspected that the female crown was quite measured, and with a blow from the dust, after a little blocking the words and sword spirit, she immediately said warmly: "Please ask Jingliu to rest the anger of the thunder and listen to me. From my point of view, a wise man has no worries." , there must be a loss. A few days ago, Mr. Du devoted all his energy to the Dragon Formation, and he may have been slightly negligent about the internal affairs of the Sword Palace. It is indeed a pity that this failure... But Mr. Du has no credit, but also hard work .”

Words are silent.

Jingsu female crown glanced at Du Jingxian, seeing that his face was still indifferent, she smiled and said: "Talk slowly, both of you."

She bowed and saluted, walked out of Jietian Temple, walked along the mountain path for a while, and suddenly laughed.

It's ridiculous.

Jing Liu-jun really lost his composure today!

At a critical moment, a traitor came out of Jiangong himself and ruined the plan. Mr. Jingliu didn't blame himself for being careless, or blame the master for not being strict with his subordinates. Instead, he asked Du Jingxian, who had no chance to fight, why he didn't find out about it?

Could it be that the Sword Palace lost too much today, and Mr. Jingliu couldn't bear the airs of a Taoist master!

Thinking of this, she glanced around.

The mountains were stained with blood, and the mourning was endless.

She raised her eyebrows and thought silently.

Jian Gong lost too much today, and it is not to blame Jingliu Jun for losing his composure, but it is a pity that he lost his composure at this time, which is really unwise!Now that the strength of the Sword Palace is greatly weakened, he and Du Jingxian have a rift again, so he no longer cares about the reputation of the Sword Palace, and takes this opportunity to bring Du Jingxian to Luoxinzhai...

In the Temple of Receiving Heaven, irrelevant people have already left.

Yan Zhenci closed his eyes.

He squeezed and relaxed the hand holding the sword several times, but the sword energy around him finally disappeared bit by bit.

He said to Du Jingxian in a deep voice: "When Yuan Yinliu first came to the Sword Palace, the Sword Palace was disturbed by spiritual thoughts, and disciples from the outer sects of the Sword Palace disappeared frequently. All the evidence points to Di Yushan. Although this matter is indeed not caused by Di Yushan Do, but Yuan Yinliu probably knew that Zhai Yushan was a traitor in the Sword Palace that day! He hid the traitor, and instead pushed the traitor's disciple Xue Tian into the Demon Gate, in your opinion—"

He said every word:

"What's the point of this?"

Du Jingxian said: "Naturally, it is because although the original sound stream of that day is not yet known about the future, we have already glimpsed the shadow of the future from the pipe."

Yan Zhenci said: "Yuan Yinliu has already seen the catastrophe of Sword Palace today. He saved Zhai Yushan, but pushed Xue Tianzong out..." He closed his eyes and asked again, "And you guided Xue Tianzong to get the wrong answer. In the end, Di Yushan was able to betray the Sword Palace at the most critical moment. You are here to plot against the Sword Palace, you—”

He stopped abruptly, and bit the tip of his tongue on a sentence that was about to escape.

You -- did you intend to destroy the Sword Palace, or even Youlu from the very beginning?

The words were on the verge of patience, but Du Jingxian suddenly chuckled.

"Ah Ci is so angry now, is he angry that I didn't protect the Sword Palace and keep the Sword Palace away from the flames of war? But... Yuan Yinliu plotted against Youlu, Jieyuan attacked Youlu, Fengdu, Desolation Sect, and Beijiang are all in the past, Daqing, the aristocratic family, and the Buddhist country are all in dire straits now. It is not only Jiangong who suffered disaster, and Jiangong is not the first one to suffer disaster. Both Ah Ci and the two have been together for a long time, and they knew everything beforehand. Get angry? If this is the case, where can we put the sects that were destroyed and suffered disasters before?"

Every word spoken by the other party is heard in the ear.

Deep exhaustion rose from his heart, and he was a little unsteady on his feet.

He first put down the too heavy sword in his hand, and then sat on the ground so that his body could stand upright.

He stared at Du Jingxian: "Words and deeds are commented by later generations. Whether it is a pillar of righteousness, an example in the world, or two ends, hypocrisy and hypocrisy, they are all gossiped by the world. I only do what I should do!"

"Ah Xian, you always accuse me of not being able to make up my mind about Jie Yuan. You don't hesitate to use this method to force me to make up my mind... But Yan Zhenci is by no means a saint in the world. You have repeatedly forced him to kill his lover—"

His voice was a little too high.

It's just that by now, many things have become clear one by one.

What Du Jingxian said was true, what Jie Yuan did was also true, it was true that Jie Yuan wanted to destroy You Lu, and it was true that Du Jingxian wanted him to kill Jie Yuan.

Kedu Jingxian is Jieyuan.

If he can't kill Jieyuan, Jieyuan will destroy You Lu!

Between life and death, there is a complete dilemma, and there is only one choice between the two.

Choose Jieyuan or Youlu?

His heart trembled with his teeth, and he took a deep breath, temporarily cooling down the countless lingering, countless pains, countless hatreds and countless emotions surging in his chest.

He finally said:

"Don't you think it's too cruel to him!"

Silence hovered in the empty hall.

Du Jingxian's eyes faded away from the slyness, playfulness, and pretentious indifference, and what was left in the end were elusive but tangible feelings.

Perhaps this is also the existence of Jie Yuan and Jie Yuan's feelings.

Existent, unmistakable, changeable and unpredictable at the same time.

Du Jingxian said: "What I said just now is not accusing Ah Ci of hypocrisy. Righteousness and evil are meaningless to me. I just think that Ah Ci is too gentle, as for being weak..."

"A Ci just said it rightly, what does the world's various languages ​​have to do with you?

"I said all kinds of things, but I shouldn't disturb your mind.

"Now everything is clear, I will do it from the heart, and I hope you will do it from the heart."

He said the most words in his life today, it seems that he has said everything in his life.

Having finished speaking, he drew back and walked forward, brushing past the words and words, and only gently dropped the last sentence:

"A Ci, I have always had great expectations for you..."

Du Jingxian walked out of Jietian Temple.

He hadn't gone far, when he suspected that the female crown had gone and returned, and appeared in front of his eyes.

Jingsu female crown sighed softly: "It's a pity that this plan to strangle Jieyuan came to nothing because of Zhai Yushan's betrayal, and it's even more regrettable that the sword palace suffered such heavy damage." She knew that Jingxian was a straightforward person Personality, not to mention the ax in front of wise men, and directly stated his ultimate goal, "It is difficult for me to escape from the things in the school in a short period of time, but the matter of Jieyuan is also urgent, why don't Mr. Du go to Luoxinzhai with me temporarily, Do more thinking and arrangement?"

The familiar indifference and sarcasm returned to Du Jingxian's face.

A shocking string is just a shocking string.

A wise man who has the blood of the Sui clan and wants to kill Jieyuan!

The little bit of emotional leakage and the repetition of many truths can only appear when faced with words.

That was the last trace of tenderness remaining in his body.

Du Jingxian said bluntly, "Okay." But he said again, "Leaving tonight, I still have something to attend to."

Jingsu female crown readily agrees.

Du Jingxian has something to deal with, and she also has something to deal with.

Just now she summoned the disciples to see, most of the disciples were safe and sound, but Ji Zejun was not among them.After thinking about it for a while, she knew where Ji Zejun was, and now, she wanted to go there first.

The wind mixed with a strong smell of blood hit the mountain wall, just like the waves slamming against the reef.

The blood and corpses all over the ground have not been dealt with in time. The people in the Sword Palace have to separate these entangled corpses, identify their fellow disciples, collect them for burial, and then throw the corpses of the Demon Cult down the cliff or burn them together... Finally , and then wash the blood stained on the trees, rocks, and ground with water one by one.

But blood can wash away, and the dead cannot be brought back to life.

Jingsu female crown came to Ji Zejun's side.

The young plain-clothed woman did not avoid the dirt, and knelt in the bloody ground, holding a broken sword in her hand, as silent as a statue.

Jingsu female crown said: "The plan."

There seemed to be a silent snapping sound.

After a long time, the statue moved, and Ji Zejun's dry and broken voice sounded: "Master, I haven't found... Senior Brother Xue's body... I..."

Jingsu female crown sighed: "He did what he had to do and did it with all his heart, and he didn't hesitate to throw his life away for it! Life can be thrown away, let alone a broken body? Ji Ze, Tian Zong is a good boy, you don't want to!" Too sad."

"I……"

She looked up.

There were no tears in her eyes, not even sadness, because all the sadness had been turned into fuel, and a raging fire was ignited!

She spoke intermittently, and every time she said a word, the flames in her eyes grew bigger and bigger, and there was a terrifying thing being bred in it.

"Master, you asked me... do you want to be with Senior Brother Xue? I finally understand now that I want to be with Senior Brother Xue, but it is useless. Senior Brother Xue died for the Sword Palace, and I can't do anything about it. If I have enough ability..."

She said to herself, the terrifying thing brewed and struggled, and finally took shape. When it took shape, the fire raged, burning out her immortal ambition and desire:

"I will have enough power!"

The Jingsu female crown lost her voice in astonishment.

She looked at Ji Zejun, carefully discerning the desire in his eyes, and after a long time, she couldn't help but laugh.

Xue Tianzong... Xue Tianzong is such a good boy!

Although today is the day of the great disaster in the Sword Palace, it might not be the time for my great luck!

As night fell, the wind swept away the last trace of temperature in the air.

The female cultivator left, but the broken sword stayed behind.

On the broken sword carefully held up by the disciples of the Sword Palace, there was a new tassel of dark purple sword with a woman's warm fragrance.

It leaned against it safely, and entered the forbidden area and sacrificial area of ​​the Sword Palace together with the broken sword.

It will be here to accompany this broken sword, forever and ever.

As the night fell, Du Jingxian also did the last thing he had to do in the Sword Palace.

The matter is extremely simple.

Before he left, he re-entered the Jiangong library and placed a book where it should appear.

It's all over.

It was night, Du Jingxian left with everyone in Luoxinzhai.