doom master

Yan Chengjiu listened to Yan Zhiyi's words quietly, as if he saw the grandfather who was walking with him when he was a child walking away a little bit.

No one can walk with you all the time, and you will always have to say goodbye at a certain time.

Now it's time to say goodbye to my grandfather.

He is not young anymore, and he already has his own life. Could it be possible that he can still pretend that he has not grown up, and hope that his grandfather will be his own in everything and be his unconditional backing?

This is disrespect to oneself and irresponsibility to the public.

Grandpa has never owed himself anything, on the contrary, he will never repay his kindness to grandpa.

No matter what grandpa chooses, he must respect grandpa's ideas.

Yan Chengjiu grasped Hei Wuchang, and didn't react to Yan Zhiyi's words.

Different legions naturally have very different ideas.

Perhaps in the eyes of Grandpa, it is incomprehensible for him to borrow the general's heart.

"Grandpa." Yan Chengjiu suddenly called out, "I remember that after I turned 17, you stopped training me."

"Because I have nothing to teach you. The only thing left is time to teach you everything." Yan Zhiyi also thought of the past, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It's been so long now, and I haven't let you take a look at my cultivation achievements." Yan Chengjiu sighed slightly.Unexpectedly, when he and his grandfather fought again, it was not to test their own martial arts progress, but to fight for the legions they each loyal to.

"Now is a good opportunity." Yan Zhiyi replied, "I want to know how much you have grown over the years."

"Grandpa." Yan Chengjiu called softly, "You are watching."

The next moment, there seemed to be some kind of fluctuation in the space around Yan Chengjiu's body, and the black field was firmly locked within one meter around the body, with terrifying rules.

Although now Yan Cheng's old battle suit field no longer covers the entire audience, but in Yan Zhiyi's view, this performance is even more terrifying than before.

Sure enough, Yan Chengjiu's figure disappeared with a "whoosh", and even the black domain disappeared without a trace.

where is it?

Yan Zhiyi held the Immortal Bone Sword and stared at his surroundings with full concentration.

He couldn't find Yan Chengjiu's whereabouts, but he knew that Yan Chengjiu would definitely come and attack him!In other words, as long as he defends properly, he can always detect the trend of inheriting the past.

Yan Zhiyi's strength may not be very high. In those years in the ancient martial arts world, he almost stood still or even retreated. Without these years, even if his strength fully recovered, he would only be at the level of a candidate team member.If it weren't for the Immortal Bone Sword in hand, it would be difficult to compete with Yan Chengjiu.

But Yan Zhiyi's physical response ability is beyond ordinary people.

Countless struggles gave him a more accurate sense of experience than intuition.

How would I attack if I was carrying on the old?Where will I attack?

Yan Zhi believed in the reins in his mind, but the Immortal Bone Sword raised from the bottom left, just in time to block Hei Wuchang's knife.

"Beautiful." Yan Chengjiu couldn't help but praise, and his body disappeared without a trace again.

Yan Chengjiu has his own domain, and this space can also be said to be a huge domain.

Just like two soap bubbles, one big and one small, if the method is right, they can also be fused into one.

In this way, people in the space will naturally not be able to detect the movement of people who are fused in another field.

In the ghost domain back then, Yan Chengjiu had tried to use his own domain to head-to-head against the little devil's domain, and achieved good results.Since that time, Yan Chengjiu has been thinking, if the domains confront each other like substance, can they be merged?

The answer is yes.

Yan Chengjiu was able to own the field at a young age, and his understanding ability in this area is not trivial.

Yan Zhiyi closed his eyes and quietly felt the flow of the surrounding air.

He must believe in the sword in his hand, as well as in his own experience and judgment.

The next moment, Yan Chengjiu's saber struck from the top of Yan Zhiyi's head.

Yan Zhiyi's body twisted unnaturally, the knife edge landed on his shoulder, and blood trickled down the blade bit by bit.

Hei Wuchang's blade emitted a slight cold light, as if it had opened its mouth wide, sucking Yan Zhiyi's blood directly into the blade.

Yan Zhiyi's expression changed, he grabbed Hei Wuchang with one hand, and stabbed at Yan Chengjiu with the sword in the other hand.

Xiaoyu watched from the sidelines with horror.

She really didn't understand, these two people obviously didn't want to hurt each other, why would they act so recklessly?

In their deep sea regiment, all the mermaids are not allowed to kill each other. If there are any irreconcilable conflicts, they must fight in a fair and fair duel, and they must not take the lives of their companions without authorization.

But Yan Chengjiu and Yan Zhiyi are both moving towards each other's Achilles' heel.

Xiaoyu suddenly remembered the scene when he first met His Majesty the Sea Emperor a long time ago.

At that time, she still didn't understand why the mermaids would not want to live a free life, but they chose to take refuge under the command of the Emperor of the Sea, let him order, and even sacrificed their lives for him?

It wasn't until she and the other newborn sharks came to pay respects to His Majesty the Sea Emperor that she raised her head and saw the god on the throne, and she instantly understood the feelings of her parents and brothers.

Some people really have the kind of charm that is worth everything you give.

The heads of the five major legions are all like this.

Yan Chengjiu avoided the bone sword, let go of Heiwuchang with his right hand, and waved his two fingers together——

The air wave in the air was split into two, and there was a huge sound of breaking through the air.

Without a knife in hand, it is more terrifying than having a knife in hand.

This is what my grandfather taught me.

Learn to trust the weapons in your hands, but don't rely too much on the weapons in your hands.

People who practice martial arts can use all swords, guns, fists and feet, and they are all part of themselves.

"Grandpa, the outcome has been decided!"

Yan Zhi raised his head subconsciously, the blade of Hei Wuchang on his shoulder was already bright red, almost sucking all the blood from half of his shoulder.

Is the regeneration speed of the elixir comparable to the speed at which blood is sucked?

Yan Zhiyi's eyes darkened, and he fell down in a daze.

————I was the dividing line in the ancient martial arts world———————

Yan Zhiyi woke up from the bed and realized that someone was beside his bed.

He opened his eyes and found a handsome man in ancient clothes sitting in front of his bed.

An actor, or someone else?

Yan Zhiyi snuffed out this idea as soon as it came up.

impossible.

If there is such a powerful person in the world, it is impossible for him not to notice it, and it is impossible for him not to be famous at all, unless the other party is not from here at all.

It's like... like Lin Yinwu who is beside Chengjiu.

"Yan Zhiyi, I have admired his name for a long time." The man in ancient costume turned his head slightly and smiled at him.

In all fairness, this person's appearance is definitely not bad, it can even be said to be good-looking, but no matter how you look at it, when this person smiles at him, Yan Zhiyi only feels scary and cold.

"I wanted to meet you before, but it's a pity that you withdrew before we could formally meet." Rong Zhen sighed, "It's all my fault, now I hope you can give me the opportunity to meet you." A chance to make amends."

Yan Zhiyi was silent for a while, and then slowly opened his mouth and said, "You, you are... a member of the Legion?"

During these years, Yan Zhiyi had indeed remembered many things, but as for the name of the legion, it seemed that something was stuck in his throat, and it was difficult to say it.

"Yes, I'll pick you up." Rong Zhen affirmed: "It was a last resort to erase your memory at the beginning, as long as you remove the medicinal properties from your body, you will naturally return to normal."

"Why did you come to find me?" Yan Zhiyi didn't really think that the other party was a good person who corrected when he realized his mistakes.

"Because your good grandson has caused us a lot of trouble, but, I like him very much." Rong Zhen was helpless, "So I hope he can be a little quieter, as long as he doesn't hurt me. The most important person, I can keep my love for him for a long time."

"It's still young to inherit the past." Yan Zhi replied with difficulty.

He knew that what the other party said was true.

"It is precisely because I hope to give him one more chance that I came to you." Rong Zhen held a thin needle in his hand, and the needle directly sank into Yan Zhiyi's brow and disappeared.

The blocked memory was pricked by a fine needle, and burst out all of a sudden.

Everything that has been experienced before, even the martial arts that were once abolished, are rapidly recovering.

"This [Restored Silver Needle] is no worse than an S-level item, but it's also the fastest way to restore you. I'm not interested in explaining everything to you slowly." Rong Zhen kept watching Yan Zhiyi, Until Yan Zhiyi's gaze regained clarity little by little.

He knew that Yan Zhiyi had already remembered everything.

"At the beginning you quit the army because of the elixir. I don't know if you regretted it. But now, I will give you another chance to choose." Rong Zhen put a elixir in front of Yan Zhiyi.

"This is……"

"The elixir." Rong Zhen said slowly.

Yan Zhi stared at the pill in front of him, almost unable to believe his eyes.

This is the elixir?

This is the elixir that has delayed him for hundreds of years and made almost all the members of the Wuxia Legion lose their future?

"I understand what you want to say." Rong Zhen turned his head, "Everything about the elixir is from my own hands, and has nothing to do with His Majesty the Emperor Wu."

"What do you mean?"

"Yan Zhiyi, the world you see is too small." Rong Zhen stared into Yan Zhiyi's eyes and said slowly, "You don't know how difficult the mission world is? The higher you go, the higher the death rate. High. The elixir of immortality is not something that ruins the future, but a good medicine to ensure the maximum survival of the legion! Your eyes only see the value of the individual members of the legion, but you don’t see the survival rate of the entire legion is the ultimate victory.”

"Do you think the existence of the elixir is right?" Yan Zhiyi gritted his teeth and said, "Destroy the future of all the members, and treat them as monsters without life or death. Is this your so-called survival rate?"

"As long as His Majesty the Martial Emperor can become the commander and become the lord of the world, it doesn't matter if we eat the elixir. However, if the survival of the regiment members cannot be guaranteed, so what if a single member can become a general? The general is not the focus of the tasker. , is just the starting point for the tasker. For His Majesty, I can do anything. And you, Yan Zhiyi, you are just a bastard who chooses to escape."

Yan Zhiyi and Rong Zhen looked at each other for a long time, but still took the elixir.

"Don't you look down on it, why do you want to eat it?" Rong Zhen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "What I said shouldn't make you lose your sense of normalcy."

"I have no hope of making progress in this life, and I have wasted a hundred years of time." Yan Zhiyi slightly closed his eyes, "But I want to see that my inheritance can change his fate, and I want to see His Majesty Wu Huang rule the world." That day. For that day to come, I must live long."

Therefore, I want to take the elixir, and I want to live until the day when I can prove that what I said is correct.

This is not against my principles, on the contrary, this is the greatest desire in my heart.