After cultivating the ruthless way, I became a black moonlight

Almost at the first glance, Su Zhuo can be sure that this master is not the one he met when he was reborn.

He is the previous life, the aloof Sword Master.

For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally converged into one point. It turned out that the world he was reborn in was not his original world.

This idea was not new before, the master's attitude changed after rebirth, Shen Xiaotian's personality was different after rebirth, and his father's attitude towards him, everything was different from the previous life.

But there are similarities, in fact, most of them are the same, only a few people are different.

So, where is he?

Does he exist in the real world now?

If the person in front of him is the master of the previous life, then who is the master who approached him cautiously in this life?

Su Zhuo looked at the sword master in front of him, frowned slightly, and looked at him calmly. He had cultivated the ruthless way, driven by the ruthless way, he would no longer be afraid of the man in front of him.

Because he understands that he is not the one who is wrong.

In the previous life, if the sword master could give him a little care, he would not have reached that step. It is ridiculous that he turned around and wanted to return to his master's sect after going through the ceremony of ashes.

No one knew that he had longing for Master, but it was a pity that he was ruined by the other party.

Su Zhuo slowly raised the Xiaguang Sword, looking at the opponent cautiously.

The Lord Zhanfeng also noticed something was wrong, he stepped forward two steps and stood in front of Su Zhuo, looked at the wind-stained Sword Master, and tentatively shouted, "Sword Master Yunchen?"

The sword master never moved his gaze away from Su Zhuo's body, he was probably too tired, only to find that his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were completely black, on that crystal clear white jade-like face It was so obvious that one or two flaws were magnified several times, and the clothes on his body seemed to be a bit messy, as if he had just come out of some chaotic place, and his body was covered with wind and frost.

And anyone who saw Sword Master at this moment would be shocked.

Is this really that Jiyue Guangfeng, the aloof sword master? If it weren't for that overly outstanding face and aura, I'm afraid he would almost become some kind of evil spirit.

The sword master stared at Su Zhuo, holding the cold light sword, and walked towards them step by step. He only had Su Zhuo in his eyes, as if only Su Zhuo was left.

His lips moved slightly, as if shouting something, he stretched out his hand towards Su Zhuo.

The master of Zhanfeng immediately took out a big hammer and held it in front of him, his voice raised slightly, "Yunchen, are you dazed!"

He roared, which made the sword master's movements pause for a moment, his eyes flickered, he seemed to be a little awake, and subconsciously looked at Su Zhuo again, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes, and then some Unbelievable and delighted.

He looked at it for a long time, and then made a hoarse and low voice, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his throat was extremely dry.

"Su...Su Zhuo...?"

His voice was very low, but his eyes were astonishingly bright. For a moment, people couldn't tell what kind of mood he had in calling out this name.

Su Zhuo took a step back subconsciously. He saw the cold light sword held in Master Jian's hand, which was exactly the same as the cold light sword given by his master before. He finally confirmed the identity of the person in front of him.

Sure enough, it was you.

Su Zhuo remembered how he was besieged on the cliff. At that time, his swordsmanship was abolished by Shen Xiaotian. Because of the gift of the fire, his body was already weak, almost no different from ordinary people, without any self-protection ability.

Holding the half-broken Xiaguang Sword, he was forced to the cliff step by step by the group of malicious people, and if he took a step behind, he would be crushed to pieces.

"This is the eldest disciple of the majestic Sword Master? How did he become so reduced that even the sword is broken?"

"Isn't that right? I heard that this big disciple didn't make much progress on Jianfeng Peak. I'm afraid that all his strength was spent on pleasing others."

"Isn't the iceberg beauty in the legend also ended up like this now, I see, even those female cousins ​​are better than you, at least the female cousins ​​can earn money by selling them, look at this legendary The beauty of the iceberg has been played by people for so many years, but it seems that nothing has been left behind."

"Hahahaha, trash is trash. If that's the case, it's better to make it cheaper for us."

Afterwards, the group of people pressed forward step by step, and they said more unpleasant words.It was a gloomy day, and Su Zhuo's heart was ashamed, until a drop of rain hit his face, and he realized it was raining after a while.

And that man also stretched out his hand towards him, Su Zhuo raised his sword and chopped off one of the fingers, the man rushed forward with a roar, he held the sword across his neck.

The next moment, a bloody light appeared in front of Su Zhuo's eyes, as well as the panicked expressions of the group of people.

He fell to the ground, his body gradually lost its temperature, large swathes of blood flowed out, staining the ground red, and the cold rain dripped down, hitting his body with no temperature.

He opened his eyes, looked at the gloomy sky, and refused to close his eyes until he died.

Humiliation, unwillingness, anger, powerlessness, and annoyance, everything was washed away with the rain in the end.

Thinking that he was born in the Su family of the four major families, he was born as the proud son of heaven, with a noble status and a handsome appearance. With the gift of ten thousand apprentices, tens of thousands of top-level treasures, he has learned the art of swordsmanship, with a beautiful appearance, and a proud body that will never bend even if it falls into dust.

The proud son of heaven has the method of death of the proud son of heaven. Although he commits suicide, he cannot be humiliated.

And when he died, it was his birthday in the year of the weak crown.

There is no longer Su Zhuo, the son of the Su family, the disciple of Sword Master, Su Zhuo.

Su Zhuo was in a trance for a moment, and all kinds of things before his death flashed through his mind. He looked at the sword master in the previous life with a cold expression. Made no sorrow and no joy.

There is only a piece of calm, like a pool of stagnant water, calm and calm.

The Ruthless Dao technique in Dantian was running wildly, Su Zhuo closed his eyes, only a piece of clarity remained in his eyes.

"... Su Zhuo..." the sword master shouted.

The voice was not pleasant, it was too hoarse, and one even wondered if he was shouting with blood in his throat.

Su Zhuo looked at him blankly, but the master of Zhanfeng was like seeing a ghost. He probably didn't expect Yun Chen to look like this, so he had to raise a big hammer and pointed it at Yun Chen, "Master Sword, I respect you Sword Master, but I am also ordered by others, and I will have to take action if you go any further!"

Sword Master didn't seem to hear half of it. Seeing this, Master Zhanfeng could only grit his teeth, and smashed towards Yunchen with a big hammer on his shoulder.

Before the big hammer reached Jianzun's body, he was immediately shaken away by a burst of sword energy. Jianzun's eyes were about to split open. This was the first time he lost his composure, like some stunning evil spirit. He cut off the master of Zhanfeng.

"Go away!" he roared, sword energy passed by, frost came, white light flashed, the master of Zhanfeng was hit by the sword energy, he was thrown several meters away, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Su Zhuo was affected by the sword qi, so he took a few steps back to gather his true qi to withstand it, but his dantian was injured when he broke through before, and now he is affected by the sword qi again, I'm afraid he will have to rest for a while, Otherwise, it is very easy to leave sequelae.

Seeing that Su Zhuo wanted to take out the cold light sword in the ring, but just as he raised his hand, someone grabbed his wrist. He looked up and saw that it was the sword master.

At this moment, the sword master looked at him with red eyes, as if he was confirming something, Su Zhuo's wrist was painfully gripped, and he subconsciously picked up his Xiaguang sword and laid it across the sword master's neck.

"Let go of me!" Su Zhuo shouted.

The master-student relationship in the previous life was too weak, and now it has almost dispersed, and he has never regarded the other party as his master.

However, the sword master didn't seem to hear it, he stared at Su Zhuo, his eyes full of red silk revealed a bit of joy of regaining what was lost.

He grabbed Su Zhuo, and pulled Su Zhuo into his arms fiercely, holding Su Zhuo's wrist with one hand and Su Zhuo's waist with the other, letting him lean on his chest completely.

He seemed to be finally satisfied, rubbing against Su Zhuo's cheek, and said in a very light tone, as if caring, but also as if he was afraid that the person in his arms would break if he exerted force.

"Don't be afraid, Master will protect you...no one will bully you again..."

"...Don't be afraid...it's okay..."

But Su Zhuo only felt disgusted, the place touched made him want to wash with spiritual milk for three days and three nights immediately.

He struggled, and took the Xiaguang sword with the other hand, the sword light flashed, the Xiaguang sword pierced into his body from behind the sword master, and the tip of the sword pierced three points, because he is the sword master, the swords in the world dare not hurt him easily .

He froze for a moment, but he didn't hit Luoshuang Light Sword, instead he hugged him even tighter, and let go of Su Zhuo's wrist, comforting Su Zhuo's emotions again and again, and kept saying Muttering a word.

"...Don't be afraid, Master will protect you."

Seeing that he couldn't get away from the struggle, Su Zhuo pushed the Xiaguang sword in forcefully. He used all the strength in his body, and the Xiaguang sword finally scored two more points. Large swaths of blood fell down, and the back of the sword master was completely stained with blood, just like back then. The color of blood when Su Zhuo committed suicide.

"Let go of me! How long are you going to humiliate me!" Su Zhuo couldn't help cursing.

The relationship between him and this sword master in the previous life was not close at all. Can a master who has met a few times be regarded as a master?

When he was a young man, he came to the other party's sect with trepidation and uneasiness. He had heard of this sword master, and he was yearning for it in his heart. Although he still longed for his father's love, after arriving at Jianfeng, he also followed the rules and behaved very well. Respect Sword Master.

But what about Jian Zun?The sword master threw him a dilapidated palace and a Xiaguang sword that recognized the master, and then ignored him. It was the first time that Su Zhuo felt the real neglect.

He thought that Master Jian didn't like his arrogance, so he dismissed his servants. He thought that Master Jian didn't like his extravagance, so he replaced the things of life with ordinary things. He thought Master Jian didn't like his lazy nature, so he got up early every day. Practice swords by yourself.

But what about Jian Zun?

Has there ever been a half shadow of him in Jian Zun's eyes!

He even learned how to use the sword step by step by groping and reading books. Such a sword master deserves to be called his master?

For Su Zhuo, belated affection is cheaper than grass.

He held the Xiaguang Sword in his hand and stabbed it with all his strength. Most of the sword penetrated into the sword master's body. He raised his head violently, and the blood behind him was dripping down, and soon formed a puddle of blood.

The sword master in the world, if he didn't allow it, how could anyone hurt him in the slightest.

Su Zhuo took the opportunity to push the opponent away, and then pulled out the Xiaguang sword and pointed it directly, "Your disciple, he died a long time ago! He died on a cliff that no one knew about, and he didn't rest in peace. He's dead!"

"Boom boom boom—" A thunder rang out, and the red-purple sky seemed to form some kind of vortex. The mountain rain was about to come, and the wind filled the building. Headband.

He has not yet reached the age of the crown, and the time of his death has not yet arrived.

He looked at the other party, and the ruthless technique in the dantian was running crazily again, wandering back and forth between calmness and madness.

In the end, the ruthless way was better, Su Zhuo's expression became indifferent, and he looked at the other party expressionlessly.

"You don't care about him, why do you pretend to be affectionate when he dies, if that's the case, then you die with him."

After finishing speaking, Su Zhuo held the hilt of the sword with both hands, slowly raised it, and aimed at the sword master.

Jian Zun's figure suddenly stopped, as if he heard something terrible, his previous high-ranking expression finally collapsed, and he shouted, "He's not dead!"

"He's not dead!"

"Shh-"

The next moment, the cold sword light flashed, and Su Zhuo clenched the Xiaguang sword with both hands. The Xiaguang sword was sharp and moved forward, passing through the chest of the sword master, and the tip of the sword passed through the back. This sword used to be the sharp sword of the sword master. Now the person holding the sword unceremoniously penetrated his body.

"Tick-tock-"

"Tick tock-"

Blood drops fell, accompanied by icy rain, hitting everything one by one.

Just like back then, the scene when Su Zhuo died.

The author has something to say: Well, it is true that he was not reborn in the previous world, and the two masters are not the same

In addition, there are other reasons why Su Zhuo hated his former master, not only because the other party ignored him for several years

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