The villain is respected

"Didn't Sect Master Lin suspect me a long time ago?" Yu Jianhan smiled, "It's just that sometimes, being too conceited makes people blind."

"Yu Jianhan, what exactly are you thinking about?"

Up to now, Lin Sixuan had to admit that he couldn't see through the person in front of him at all - if Yu Jianhan wanted to save Xie Chi, but Yu Jianhan watched him re-emerge, how could someone be so hard-hearted and work hard on him? scheming.

Is it...

"You want to deal with us?" Lin Sixuan frowned, he had a judgment in his heart, and sneered.

"I'm just helping Sect Master Lin to finish it off. A lie often requires countless lies." Yu Jianhan walked slowly towards the Eye of the Sea, and he reached out to take out the perch, and with a little force in his hand——

The thousand-year-old sea eye collapsed in an instant, and the next moment, the majestic spiritual energy that should have stirred up a tsunami was imprisoned in a square inch, and it escaped silently in an instant.

It was like a shocking thunder being held back lightly by someone, without even making a muffled groan.

Just a small movement made Lin Sixuan's back covered with cold sweat.His eyes widened in shock, and his little finger hidden under his sleeve trembled unconsciously.

He finally understood why Yu Jianhan could easily play with everyone in the applause. In the face of absolute strength, that man was like a cat teasing a mouse, just mocking and playing with its prey.

Yu Jianhan still had a smile on his face, he stepped on Lin Sixuan's heart step by step, and walked slowly up and down.

"You tell a person who is about to die of starvation that the rotten food cannot be eaten, and then walk away after knocking over the rotten bowl in his hands. Judging others' right and wrong from above, instilling your own hypocrisy and justice After that, did you teach him what to do?"

He thought of the pair of gentle eyes in his memory, even though he had never received even half a ounce of kindness, that person could still drag his bruised body to give others a warm heart.

"When it's time to live, tell him etiquette, righteousness and shame, deny all his past life, and then kick him away with disgust...Let him deny himself alone, and then be at a loss."

The smile on Yu Jianhan's face turned cold, and he carefully rubbed the sword in his hand with downcast eyes: "Finally, use his ignorance to let him pay for your greed and voluntarily guard the abyss of demons in the Eastern Paradise Sea. You won't see the sun for a thousand years."

"Yu Jianhan, are you trying to defend Xie Chi?" Lin Sixuan laughed viciously, "You said we lied to him, aren't you doing the same thing?"

Knowing everything, he still watched with cold eyes, watching the man step into the trap without realizing it, but now he is here to pretend to be a good person.

At the end of the day, they are just raccoons of the same species.

"Sect Master Lin, that's wrong." Yu Jianhan looked up, his face still had a gentle expression, but his words were like warm poison, swallowing up all vitality bit by bit.

"You are the ones who lied. I just 'coincidentally' revealed the truth bit by bit. But some clues and things were missed during the process. It's not an exaggeration."

Lin Sixuan has lived for so many years, so he can naturally understand Yu Jianhan's unfinished words. His brain quickly connected all the events—the scattered pearls and jades were finally vaguely covered by an invisible thin thread. connect them in series.

From the beginning of the change of Xinmoyuan, Yu Jianhan was forced to enter the Eastern Paradise, to the Zixun Mountain bloody incident implicated in the Fo'en Temple, and finally let Xie Chi figure out the past, until now, he has entered the Eastern Paradise again...

All of this seemed to be the choices they made, Yu Jianhan was like a pawn drifting with the tide, at his mercy.But if you think about it carefully, they are probably the puppets who pull the strings, and every move is within the bureau.

But why is it the Eastern Wild Sea in the end?

Yu Jianhan was able to clarify everything and prevent Xie Chi from returning to the Demon Abyss one step earlier. According to the current situation, he was fully capable of fighting the Nine Sects and protecting Xie Chi comprehensively.

However, this person chose another path. He has been dormant quietly until now, and it would be superfluous to break his true colors with them.

Yu Jianhan just said that he missed some clues and missed some things, which is not an exaggeration.

Thinking of this, Lin Sixuan only felt a sticky coldness behind him, and a gust of cool wind passed by, making him shiver uncontrollably.Suddenly, he suddenly understood something——

"Your purpose is to cover up the truth of Xin Mo Yuan!"

Yu Jianhan smiled, and he affirmed: "Sect Master Lin is really sharp."

"The abyss of demons is originally the product of the selfish desires of the Nine Schools. You slaughter wantonly, and you can strip the blood all over your body into the East Wild Sea... Dongxuhai can't hold it down anymore. When the demons are regurgitating, you make up again. Putting up a pretense of saving the world, tricking people into it and guarding it."

"He has believed in it for a thousand years, and you have lied for a thousand years." Yu Jianhan put Qi Lai in the sheath, "Since the world thinks that the Heart Demon Abyss is an ancient relic that will harm the world, then it must be."

A Xie thinks that he is saving the world, so Xinmoyuan can only be the existence of destroying the world.

"You want to..." Lin Sixuan lost his voice in shock, but was interrupted.

"Hush—Sect Master Lin, your show is still to come, let's just watch it first." Yu Jianhan lightly straightened his sleeves, he smiled, and in an instant, the devil's breath lingered on his brows, and his pupils were stained. On unknown blood.

His expression became presumptuous and contemptuous, his demeanor instantly reversed, and the Wen Ya Xianjun seemed like a demon god descended from the world.

The bewitched sword master tilted his head slightly, he smiled and said, "Sect Master Lin, why don't you take a look, my appearance is not bad."

The situation on the Eastern Wild Sea suddenly changed.

It was supposed to be a situation where everyone was fighting madly, but now it has become a one-sided situation.Sword Master was infatuated, and everyone present had obvious experience.

I saw Yu Jianhan's whole body was swollen with demonic energy, his eyes were red, but behind the madness, he was extremely calm.He strangled Master Mo Nian by the throat, with a vague smile hanging on his lips, he leaned slightly closer, and sighed softly in a voice that no one else could detect.

"I gave you 200 years of Yi Yunting's life on credit. Now, it's time to pay back the principal with interest."

Master Mo Nian's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes were about to split open, and he stared in horror at the "besotted" Kyushu Sword Master in front of him, his lips trembling violently, wanting to say something.

"You! You actually..."

But, no one wants to hear it.

There was a crisp "click" sound, and Yu Jianhan smiled, as if throwing some garbage, and threw the body down casually, and the vast sea swallowed the blood and filth into his stomach without complaint, and it was gone in an instant. trace.

If there is anything, go to Huangquan Road and explain to those souls who died unjustly.

He raised his eyes, his white clothes were rustling, his ink hair was flying, except for the ominous crimson in his eyes, he was just like the number one sword master in Kyushu who had wiped out the devil's cave back then.But everyone knows that this person has gone crazy—he personally beheaded the elders of Nanyang Peak, strangled the Buddhist master Mo Nian, and then pointed his sword at Wanzong, making him invincible.

For thousands of years, the Eastern Paradise Sea has never been so lively. Tired birds could no longer fly across the blue sea and blue sky, and one by one they broke their wings and fell.The dark red blood, like the red ink sprinkled from the Nine Heavens for no reason, almost dyed the entire near-shore sea red.

Evil thoughts and blood energy intertwined in the sky and in the sea, and the bites and entanglements of red and black cast a layer of cruel charm on this scene for no reason.

In the bloody shadow of this lore and beauty, the dim sky seemed to finally be unable to bear the heavy load, and quietly tore open a dark crack--strands of black air seeped out of it, and it came straight. It lingered around Yu Jianhan, who was already haunted by demonic energy.

"The heart demon abyss is open!" The monk who knew a little bit about the inside story on the coast hoarsely stared at the crack in the sky in despair. He couldn't stand at all and fell straight to the ground.

The fellow Taoist beside him wanted to help him, but he swung him away.The monk burst into tears and yelled frantically, "It's over! Everything is over... I knew it, I knew it..."

He lamented hoarsely: "Jianzun Yu said before that the heart demon abyss is in turmoil, and it must not be opened for his own selfishness... He was eroded by the devil's breath, and now that the heart demon abyss is fully opened, how can there be a second sword master in the world to light the lamp?" Guarding? All people suffer, and all living beings perish!"

"All living beings perish."

All the monks, those present and those not present, stared in horror at the one-sided massacre on the Eastern Wild Sea——

Yu Jianhan was called the No. [-] Sword Master in Kyushu. No one has ever questioned his strength. The world believes that Yu Jianzun is invincible, but it has never been like this. They discovered soberly and desperately that maybe they can gather the power of the world. None can match this almost monster-like existence.

What's more, after receiving the gift from Xinmo Yuan, Yu Jianhan is even more comfortable in such a Shura battlefield.

He was like a gluttonous beast that had entered the sheepfold, erected his eyes, sharpened his sharp claws, exposed his cold fangs, curled up the corners of his mouth cruelly, and devoured all living beings elegantly and bloodily.

The crazier you are, the stronger you are.

When will the bad wolf stop?

They watched as the abyss of inner demons torn open like a rift gradually expanded, from a line to an abyss.They looked at Yu Jianhan's increasingly majestic fighting spirit in his eyes, and the more flamboyant smile on his lips.

They looked at the breath of inner demons full of hatred, killing, and greed, hanging upside down from the sky like a waterfall, and rushing into the body of the killing god who was bathed in blood and held a sword in the clouds.

All of this is over.

Who can come and save us...

Who can come and save this world...

The pale lambs trembled, and they closed their eyes dejectedly, just waiting for the cruel fate to cut off their heads and settle all grievances and grievances.

Suddenly, the quiet and hopeless atmosphere was broken by an exclamation, like a little light suddenly lit up in the dark night.

"Look, what is that..." A young cultivator pointed blankly at something strange in the Heart Demon Abyss, and tears suddenly fell from his eyes unconsciously.

He didn't have time to wipe away the tears, but looked around in a daze, and asked again in a daze: "Is that... a lamp?"

I saw the source of the greatest malice in the world, in the dark abyss of demons where no sunlight could shine, a little glow like a firefly flickered faintly, as if a heart had been born from the boundless purgatory, beating weakly and stubbornly with.

Everyone's heart trembled at that moment.Their eyes were illuminated by that ray of light, and in the chaos of despair, they prayed for the dawn to come.

The light was nearer, nearer.

That is--

"Eternal lamp..." The well-informed old monk had already recognized the legendary sacred artifact, and his trembling lips were already full of tears.

"That's an ever-burning lamp!"

It was the unparalleled Buddhist sacred artifact that suppressed the heart demon a thousand years ago-the ever-bright lamp.It has survived for more than a thousand years, and now it has rekindled hope for the people struggling in the abyss and purgatory.

"Look! Someone is holding up a lamp!" Another person exclaimed, causing an uproar. "Is that Lin Yu from Cheng Yunzong?"

"No! It's not Lin Yu." An old monk who was familiar with ancient history pursed his lips, almost choked up and unable to speak.

The red-clothed flames, fighting against Donghuang alone——

Yue Yanjin stared blankly at the sky, tears streaming down his face unconsciously, and murmured the last name.

"Thank you late."