doom master

Chapter 340 Sacrifice

"Grandpa." Yan Chengjiu looked at Grandpa's appearance, and confirmed that Grandpa hadn't forgotten himself at all, and the previous appearance was purely pretending.

But what if it's just pretending?

Yan Chengjiu knew in his heart that there was not much room for maneuver in the duel between him and his grandfather.

From the moment my grandfather rejoined the Wuxia Legion, this fight was doomed to be inevitable.It's just that he didn't expect it to come so soon, which made Yan Chengjiu a little hard to accept.

"I can't let you go." Yan Zhiyi shook his head slightly, "As usual, there are many ways to become a general, and borrowing the heart of a general is just a shortcut."

"Even if it's a shortcut, I want to try it." Yan Chengjiu nodded slightly towards Xiaoyu, signaling her to stay away so as not to be involved in this struggle.

"The way is different, don't conspire with each other." Yan Zhiyi held the bone sword tightly, looked at Yan Chengjiu with serious eyes, "I taught you before, people who practice martial arts must learn to believe in their own strength, Believe in your own weapons. Chengjiu, if you win, I can pass through here, and you don’t need to keep your hands.”

"Grandpa, I've accepted it." Yan Chengjiu bowed to Yan Zhiyi, "I haven't discussed with you for a long time."

Xiaoyu looked at Yan Chengjiu and then at Yan Chengjiu, with a look of confusion on her face.

Didn't Yan Chengjiu value relatives and friends very much, why did he confront his grandfather?

Humans are so fickle!

The atmosphere on the court was on the verge of breaking out.

Yan Chengjiu didn't dare to be careless at all.

As long as he can remember, grandpa has been by his side all the time.Although there is no blood relationship, how can a mere blood relationship stop everything?

Be it the basics of martial arts, fists, kicks and swords, Yan Zhi taught Yan Chengjiu hand in hand.

In other words, on the road of martial arts, Yan Zhiyi may have a deeper understanding of Yan Chengjiu than himself.

The only advantage is that he separated from his grandfather after he became a tasker, and his later progress was not known to his grandfather.But at the same time, he didn't know anything about Grandpa in the Wuxia Legion.

Compared to Yan Chengjiu who was cautious, Yan Zhiyi was much more generous.

Chengjiu knew nothing about his past, but he knew Yan Chengjiu well.Yan Chengjiu had already exposed too many things during the joint battle of the rookies.

For the Wuxia Legion, for His Majesty the Emperor Wu!

A light flashed in Yan Zhiyi's eyes, and the bone sword in his hand came to Yan Chengjiu almost instantly.

Boom!

Hei Wuchang collided with the bone sword, sending out a huge contention.

Under the collision of the two, the airflow surged up, like a storm, almost destructive, almost all the flowers and plants on the ground were spared.

Xiaoyu couldn't help but flew back for a long time, until the oppressive momentum stopped following her, she felt relieved.

Yan Chengjiu has always given her a relatively peaceful feeling, don't think he can emit such a terrifying aura?

Xiaoyu couldn't help shaking, always feeling that the creatures on land were not friendly enough to them.

Yan Chengjiu also felt the unusual pressure at this moment.

The wrist he held Heiwuchang was trembling, the bone sword in Grandpa's hand was like ice that would never melt for thousands of years, the cold air was transmitted to his hand through the junction of the sword and the sword, soaking through the whole body, chilling to the bone.

Can't go on like this!

Yan Chengjiu wanted to withdraw Hei Wuchang, but Yan Zhiyi didn't give him the slightest chance.

The attacks continued one after another, unless Yan Chengjiu wanted to resist the power of the Immortal Bone Sword with his body, he could only block it with Hei Wuchang.

Every time he blocked it, Yan Chengjiu felt that his perception was getting duller.

It's strange, he didn't feel such weirdness in the newcomer joint battle last time.

Could it be that from that time on, Grandpa began to hide his strength?

No, it's impossible.

Yan Chengjiu's internal energy was continuously transported to Hei Wuchang, as if he understood the master's meaning, Hei Wuchang's body erupted with a terrifying evil spirit, like a hungry wolf, he pounced on Yan Zhi past.

The Immortal Bone Sword also let out a sword cry, and didn't want to let it go.

In an instant, Yan Chengjiu suddenly sensed something was wrong, and immediately retreated with his knife.

The Immortal Bone Sword had already turned into a long bow, which was fully stretched by Yan Zhiyi, aiming at Yan Chengjiu.

Put your finger down.

Whoosh.

It is obviously an invisible arrow, but at this moment it seems to be more terrifying than a tangible sharp arrow.

Yan Chengjiu wanted to avoid it, but found that he couldn't avoid it.

If you can't hide, you can only go hard.

The black field spread out from Yan Chengjiu's body, instantly filling the audience.

Yan Zhiyi raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that this was the effect of Yan Chengjiu's battle clothes, but he didn't dare to be careless in his heart.

I heard that the effect of inheriting the old battle clothes can shield people's five senses, so that they can be fished by mermaids.If you don't want to lose, you must avoid this field first.

Yan Zhiyi recited a sentence silently, and the bow and arrow in his hand turned into a cross.

The light of the cross is enough to surround Yan Zhiyi, and it can also temporarily disperse the domain covering Yan Zhiyi.

coming!

Yan Zhiyi's heart shuddered, but the attack came faster than his reaction.

The Immortal Bone Sword is powerful and infinitely changeable, but now it has become the shape of a cross to dispel the darkness, so it is difficult to change into the shape of a long sword in an instant to fight against the enemy.

Yan Chengjiu saw the grandfather's situation clearly in the dark, but he couldn't retreat in the slightest.

His grandfather told him since he was a child that you should not be distracted in battle. Once you face an enemy, no matter whether the opponent is your relatives or friends, the moment you raise your sword to face each other, you are doomed to confront each other.Since there is opposition, we can no longer be soft-hearted.

What grandpa taught him, now he has to give it back.

Yan Chengjiu brandished Heiwuchang, and struck at Yan Zhiyi's chest.

Blood flowed.

Hei Wuchang failed to sink into Yan Zhiyi's body, but slashed on Yan Zhiyi's wrist.

The moment he sensed Yan Chengjiu's move, Yan Zhiyi knew that his weapon would be difficult to transform into a growth sword, so he blocked it with his hands without hesitation.

Hei Wuchang slashed at Yan Zhiyi's wrist, directly cutting off his bones, and the wrist was almost only connected by a layer of bloody skin.

"Good job." Yan Zhi opened his mouth invisible.

Yan Chengjiu was a little dazed, but found that his grandfather's other hand was stabbing at him with a long sword that he didn't know when the transformation would be completed.

The Immortal Bone Sword hit Yan Chengjiu's waist.

Yan Chengjiu pulled his hand subconsciously, and with Hei Wuchang's movement, Yan Zhiyi's wrist was completely broken.

The cut surface was flat, and the blood continued.

The darkness was fleeting, Yan Chengjiu's battle clothes were tightly attached to his body, and he quickly repaired Yan Chengjiu's wound, but Yan Chengjiu's eyes fell on Grandpa's hand.

Yan Zhiyi bit his severed hand and closed it at the bleeding incision.

The blood stopped flowing at this moment.

Under Yan Chengjiu's unbelievable gaze, the wrist was tied back intact, it only took less than a second from the beginning to the end, and there was not even a scar.

Yan Zhi moved his wrist a little, and looked at Yan Chengjiu as if nothing happened.

Yan Chengjiu's wound hasn't healed yet.

"He recovered so quickly..." Yan Chengjiu's face was extremely ugly, "Grandpa, have you taken the elixir?"

"Since I am a member of the Wuxia Legion, I must take the elixir." Yan Zhi nodded without denying it.

Immortal medicine, immortal medicine!

Yan Chengjiu weighed these three words in his heart, and all of a sudden, countless complex emotions surged, but he didn't move.

Why does grandpa take the elixir?

Didn't it mean that the reason why grandpa left the Wuxia Legion was because he couldn't get used to the popularity of the elixir?

"I, I don't understand." Yan Chengjiu looked at the clear-eyed grandfather, and if he wanted to deceive his grandfather, he couldn't do it voluntarily, "Grandpa, you said that martial arts need to be practiced little by little, you can't take shortcuts, you can't Because of the small loss, I have to..."

"But didn't you come to borrow the general's heart?" Yan Zhiyi interrupted Yan Chengjiu's words.

"It's different."

"It's not the same." Yan Zhi said softly, "Continuing from the past, there are many forms of power. I am very satisfied with the power that the elixir gives me."

"What are you satisfied with? I'm not satisfied!" Yan Chengjiu looked at Yan Zhiyi viciously, "Grandpa, taking the elixir is equivalent to cutting off your own escape route. Is this the result you want? If it is destined to be like this, Why did you leave the Wuxia Legion in the first place?"

"It is precisely because I was wrong in my previous thinking that I have to correct this mistake now." Yan Zhiyi shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with kindness, "Chengjiu, I am no longer young. In the world of ancient martial arts, I still cannot You hold up a piece of sky, and even make you a tasker, it's really unqualified to be like me as a grandfather."

"It's not a tie at all."

"But in my opinion, it is." Yan Zhiyi clenched the sword in his hand, "I was young and vigorous, and thought that everything could be achieved through my own efforts, and I could have any results I wanted, but everything after that Tell me, my thinking is wrong. Rongzhen gave me a choice, I can choose to take the elixir, or I can choose not to take it, but I still choose the former, because taking the elixir can maximize the development of my potential."

"Is it Rong Zhen?" Yan Chengjiu felt a little reluctant in his heart.

"It has nothing to do with him." Yan Zhi said with a smile: "I voluntarily dedicate myself to His Majesty the Emperor Wu. Chengjiu, you are already a knight of the Poker Legion. I have nothing to worry about you. I can To drag you down, it is enough to repay His Majesty the Emperor Wu for his kindness to me."

"Chengjiu, you don't know how long the road of martial arts is, but His Majesty the Emperor Wu has seen it." Yan Zhiyi's face flashed a look of longing and admiration that cannot be ignored, "In my whole life, I will not be able to spy on martial arts. The ultimate in learning, so why don't I dedicate my limited life to it?"

"Since Emperor Wu is your regiment leader, why do you need to sacrifice your grandfather?"

"Didn't the Ghost Emperor sacrifice himself for the members?" Yan Zhiyi asked rhetorically.

Yan Chengjiu froze in place.

"According to the past, the leader can sacrifice for the members. On the contrary, the members will also be willing to sacrifice for the leader. If the ghost emperor needs your life, will you not give it? If you even give your life, what is the illusory future? What about it?" Yan Zhiyi said firmly: "I just made a choice that is in the interests of the Wuxia Legion, you can disagree with it, but you can't insult it!"

The author has something to say: Yan Zhiyi launched a verbal attack.

Yan Cheng's old life value returned to zero.

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