If you don’t respect God and don’t believe in fate, you want to carve out the great road on your own?
Gu Chen seemed to have seen another Chen Daolin. Yan Qinghou's pride and persistence were admirable.
But, did he succeed in the end?
Obviously, he did not succeed, otherwise he would not have been buried here.
Gu Chen started searching, trying to figure out his final outcome.
Chu Meixin was even more touched. How glorious is it for such senior masters to be praised as "the sky does not give birth to a noble prince, and eternity is like a long night" when they were young?
In many scenes, his enemies are all over the powerful clans of all major sects. Whether they are young people or veteran powerful people, there are very few who can block his sword.
That invincible posture when wielding the sword seems to be born for the sword!
Because he was born for the sword, he pursues a sword that is purer than anyone else and cannot tolerate any flaws?
Chu Meixin suddenly remembered what her grandfather said to her when she was young.
At that time, she was practicing a sword move slightly wrong, so her grandfather asked her to practice it a thousand times a day until it was perfect.
At that time, she was lazy and unwilling, saying that it was almost the same when the power was achieved.
Grandpa said: "A true swordsman cannot tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes!"
At that time, she seemed to understand but now, looking at the pictures of Yan Qinghou during his lifetime, she realized that he was that kind of person.
The two of them were looking for the last scene of Yan Qinghou's life. Chu Meixin moved forward quickly and soon gained something.
His strong regret and unwillingness stayed at the last moment of his life, so this picture is more real than anything else, as if he was actually there.
It was in a vast mountain range that Yan Qinghou, who was already middle-aged and had gone through many vicissitudes of life, with purple and green swords on his back, faced the last battle of his life.
Although the person he was fighting looked much younger than he looked now, Gu Chen and Chu Meixin still recognized him as the current Sword Ancestor.
"Yan Qinghou, I will definitely defeat you in this battle today!"
The former Sword Ancestor seemed to be challenging Yan Qinghou like a subordinate. Yan Qinghou observed him carefully and nodded with satisfaction.
"You have been defeated by me dozens of times, right? Do you know why I never killed you and kept you alive until today?"
"Why?" Jianzu gritted his teeth.
"Because the master is lonely, I have long been unable to find an opponent in the swordsmanship. You have some talent and are making rapid progress. I know that one day you will be able to reach the level of fighting me."
"I needed someone who was at the top in all aspects to help me take that final step, and you didn't let me down!"
Yan Qinghou said arrogantly, and the Sword Master was angry when he heard this. "Do you think of me as your sword test stone? I'm afraid that you will be in trouble today!"
After speaking, Sword Ancestor rushed forward with his sword, while Yan Qinghou laughed. "Try your best to attack!"
The two of them were going back and forth, their sword energy stretching across hundreds of miles, cutting the mountains, rivers and land into pieces, and the sky was darkened.
In this peak battle, in the end the Sword Master was covered in bruises and panting while holding the sword, and it was obvious that he didn't have much strength to fight anymore.
As for Qinghou, his clothes are not stained with dust, and the sword energy and sword intent emanating from his body have all reached their peak.
His swords merged into one, and his aura reached an unprecedented peak. He no longer looked at the Sword Ancestor, but raised his head, his eyes like torches, staring straight into the sky!
On this day, he chose to forcefully attack the realm of Tao Ancestor, hoping to prove the Tao and become an ancestor with the purest way of swordsmanship!
The thunder clouds in the sky are turbulent, and the nine-colored rays of light cover them, and behind that, the hidden truth of the world, the supreme nine Hongmeng Taoism, is like the nine suns, blooming with endless light and heat, which cannot be shaken!
In the shadow of the sun, there were people sitting on five void thrones, watching him indifferently.
Yan Qinghou showed no fear, looked up to the sky and roared, his swords merged into one, and he unleashed the most powerful sword in his life!
"Ten God Emperors Kill——"
This sword made the entire scene unstable. Yan Qinghou cut off all retreats and began to attack the Dao Ancestor Realm regardless of his own safety!
The sword is upright, and his swordsmanship is unyielding, even if he is destroyed!
Finally, the dark clouds on the horizon dispersed, and Yan Qinghou's aura rapidly declined from its peak. He was scarred, and his eyes showed strong unwillingness and anger.
He failed, he went against heaven, but in the end he still couldn't compete with heaven!
The price of failure is death. His body is riddled with holes and his soul has cracks.
The former Sword Ancestor looked at Yan Qinghou stupidly. Yan Qinghou's failure in attaining enlightenment had a huge impact on him.
"Kill me."
Yan Qinghou was devastated. He could not live much longer. All that was left in his body was pain. He was desperate, miserable and unwilling.
The Sword Ancestor watched the once high-spirited man fall into this state, with a heavy heart. He braced himself, raised the sword in his hand, and fulfilled his wish.
"Why? I haven't been able to defeat you yet..."
Sword Ancestor also felt unwilling, his eyes were red.
Yan Qinghou did not respond. He knelt on the ground with his feet, lowered his head, and inserted his purple and green swords into the ground. With endless regret and unwillingness, he suddenly passed away!
At this point, the picture was broken. Not far away, a skeleton was in the same posture as Marquis Yan Qing when he died. He was also holding two purple and green swords in his hands.
Although they have experienced an infinite time in the human world, these two swords are still intact, emitting purple and green lights in the darkness.
There is no soul refining here, only the strong emotions left behind by Yan Qinghou. These emotions turned into the terrifying sword intent until today.
After Chu Meixin learned about Yan Qinghou's life, she felt sad in her heart and took the initiative to kneel down and salute Yan Qinghou's bones.
But any sword cultivator cannot disrespect Yan Qinghou. Is this also the reason why Sword Master killed Yan Qinghou in the end?
Live for the sword, die for the sword, Yan Qinghou died tragically.
"What a pity."
Gu Chen felt a little regretful because Yan Qinghou had gone on a road of no return. In this regard, he was not as wise as Chen Daolin.
However, if you think about it carefully, this is his way. Just like he disdains the use of Bayi Technique to prove his way, I am afraid he has never thought of using the power of the Overlord.
He lived much earlier than Chen Daolin. If Chen Daolin could find an opportunity in the Taichu Demon Mine, he might not be able to.
He just wanted to become an ancestor through swordsmanship, and he didn't even want to think about these possibilities.
Born in Hongmeng Dao Realm, one is destined to be governed by the rules here. How easy is it to break the rules?
If he is unwilling to compromise or adapt, should he say that Yan Qinghou is stupid or persistent?
Gu Chen knew that he was not qualified to evaluate a person who wanted to die. The world was always pushed forward by such people, and it was difficult to say whether they were right or wrong.
After Chu Meixin kowtowed, Yan Qinghou's bones seemed to sense something, and the purple and green swords trembled in unison!
For so long, no true disciple of Jiange has been able to enter here.
Chu Meixin passed the test of the sword heart and was naturally recognized by the two swords.
This is her opportunity, and the dwarf emperor may be disappointed. The purple and green swords have no chance with him.
