"Especially after I learned that you have become the emperor." Tu Qianhao laughed sadly!
"Ha," at that moment, I suddenly felt completely discouraged! At that time, I said, I will kill Gu Duxing, and the black devil said, he is already the Sword Emperor, what rank is your throne?"
When he said this sentence, he imitated the tone of the young black devil. The sinister and sarcastic tone was so lifelike. This shows how much stimulation these words gave him at that time!
"I thought at that time, I can't catch up with you, I can't kill you! But if I am killed by you and die in your hands, it's okay, right?"
Tu Qianhao snorted: "Although I, Tu Qianhao, am dead, I am still a thousand times better than those bastards who only speak ill of people behind their backs but dare not face the enemy in person!"
"Ten thousand times prouder than them!"
Tu Qianhao roared.
This sentence was obviously too loud, and his mood was so excited that it fluctuated violently, and blood spurted out from the sword wound on his chest.
Gu Duxing's expression was shocked, and he tapped his heart twice with his finger like a knife to stop the bleeding.
Tu Qianhao's face turned as golden as paper, and he smiled warmly: "Don't bother, I'm here today just to seek death! Do you really think that I, a seventh-grade king-level person, can defeat a sword emperor?"
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Gu Duxing sighed silently and said sadly: "You could have survived."
Tu Qianhao smiled freely and said suddenly: "But I have infinite confidence now. If I have a chance to fight you next time, I may not lose!"
"Because when I was about to die, I suddenly realized my own swordsmanship, my own Sword Emperor Enlightenment!"
Tu Qianhao's face was serious and proud, and he gasped and said: "If I can survive, after today, I will be a sword emperor!"
Gu Duxing frowned, looking worriedly at his increasingly serious expression.
Tu Qianhao choked and laughed at himself strangely, saying, "Do you know when I came to this realization?"
"when?"
Gu Duxing cannot help but follow the same path.
"When the tip of your sword pierced my heart, that boundless feeling of death suddenly came over me. But at that time, I understood my own swordsmanship." Tu Qianhao smiled brightly: "The tip of the sword pierced my heart, and I unexpectedly
At that time, I had a breakthrough... Hahaha... It's so damn funny! It's so damn funny! It's so damn funny," Gu Duxing couldn't help but was speechless!
I don't even know what to say.
The enemy's sword tip pierced his heart, and he broke through at that moment. "This kind of encounter really makes anyone speechless when they hear it.
"It turns out that it's not for nothing that the greatest breakthroughs occur at the moment of life and death."
After Tu Qianhao finished laughing, he sighed with regret and murmured: "I remember that senior once said something: the breath of death is the precursor of breakthrough. I have always been puzzled. Today, I finally understand... ha..."
He murmured, smiled in a daze, suddenly turned his head, looked at Gu Duxing with burning eyes, and said: "Gu Duxing, although I am dead, my swordsmanship cannot be wasted! Please, do me a favor."
"What's the rush?"
Gu Duxing had vaguely guessed it.
"Only you can understand my state of mind at that time, so I will tell you about my swordsmanship."
Tu Qianhao's pupils suddenly widened, showing a fanatical look: "Gu Duxing, I hope my swordsmanship will be famous all over the world! It will be powerful in the ninth heaven! Please help me!"
"I?"
Even though Gu Duxing had already guessed it, when Tu Qianhao said it himself, he still felt his whole body shocked!
"I can call your family's masters over, and you can teach them."
Gu Duxing said indifferently.
"no!"
Tu Qianhao was categorical and snorted coldly: "They don't deserve it! They can't understand it either! Gu Duxing, don't waste my life!"
After saying that, Tu Qianhao didn't wait for Duxing to answer, but he said to himself: "This realization of mine is called 'forgetting love, forgetting everything, forgetting myself, forgetting time, forgetting heaven, forgetting earth... forgetting love!
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"Forgetting everything is the highest state of my practice!"
Tu Qianhao said with difficulty: "Listen carefully..."
As he spoke, he started talking without hesitation. As his voice spoke little by little, Gu Duxing gradually became immersed in it...
With Gu Duxing's cultivation and character, he felt the power of this realm almost as soon as he heard the first sentence.
So he concentrated all his energy and listened hard to every sentence and every word.
Tu Qianhao has run out of gas and may die before he finishes speaking. This kind of realization that he has gained with his life, he only has this chance to listen to in this life!
If you can't remember it, you will not only be sorry for yourself, but also sorry for Tu Qianhao!
If you can't remember it, I'm afraid Tu Qianhao is the real one who will never die in peace!
The two people stood face to face, with a long sword flashing in the middle! The hilt of the long sword, in Gu Duxing's hand, was as motionless as a ten thousand-year rock; the tip of the long sword, in Tu Qianhao's chest, still had slow traces of blood.
Soaked out, "Forget about love!"
If Chu Yang were here, he would probably sigh loudly, unable to explain what he felt in his heart.
In his previous life, Tu Qianhao became one of the twelve influential figures in Tiantian Zhongtian, relying on his "Wangqing Sword". Based on the "Wangqing Sword Technique", Tu Qianhao also understood "Wangqing", "Wangqing Sword Technique";
With these two words, "forgetting love," Tu Qianhao once reached the peak of Zhong San San San!
Slaughter thousands of heroes and be proud of the world with swords!
It’s Tu Qianhao!
In the year when Chu Yang died, Tu Qianhao gathered all his insights into a book and prepared to march for three days. Chu Yang didn't know whether it would succeed in the future. But he knew that the book written by Tu Qianhao,
The name is "The Heavenly Book of Forgetting Love". Now, Tu Qianhao has understood the "Sword Art of Forgetting Love" undoubtedly twenty years earlier than in his previous life! But what is worth lamenting is: this sword art of Forgetting Love can no longer be inherited from the inventor Tu Qianhao.
Use it in your hands!
The "Heavenly Book of Forgetting Love" that once shocked the entire Zhongsan Santian will never appear again in this world of Zhongsansantian!
This is not a pity!
Twelve influential figures in the past three days in the past life, "The dream of falling in the sky is not as good as the Qionghua. The dream has fallen in the broken flowers, and there is no corpse left in the poisonous Tianji Li Xiongtu. The poisonous evil has also been eliminated in the loess, and the Nine Heavenly Tower is no longer poisonous."
!Now, the life path of this 'Thousand Hao Evil Young Master of Mo Dao Qianhao', one of the 'Qianhao' among them, has also come to an end early!
After a long time, "Do you remember?"
Tu Qianhao's voice was weak, but he still asked urgently.
"Remember."
Gu Duxing took a deep breath.
"You... read it again and I will listen..."
The pupils of Tu Qianhao's eyes had already dilated a little, and he murmured: "Whoever uses Wangqing Sword Technique in the future will think of me, Tu Qianhao?"...
"The Sword of Forgetfulness..."
Gu Duxing knew that Tu Qianhao was worried, so he recited the Forgetting Sword Sutra softly and clearly.
Tu Qianhao's face showed a strange loneliness. He didn't seem to hear what Gu Duxing was saying. He just tilted his head slightly, as if listening to something, and murmured: "It's so boring!"
"What?"
Gu Duxing asked hurriedly, but did not hear a response; when he looked closely, he saw Tu Qianhao standing upright, his eyes full of loneliness, and he was no longer breathing.
The founder of Wangqing Sword Art and one of the twelve influential figures, when he was about to die, his last words were: How boring!
This generation of heroes who fought in the arena, had a colorful life, and died with a beautiful soul, the last three words are truly unparalleled!
No one knows, where is it boring? Why is it boring?
Or maybe he had a new understanding at this last moment? But "no one knows."
Gu Duxing let out a long sigh and gently drew out his sword.
The black dragon sword was like a clear stream of water, leaving Tu Qianhao's chest. Gu Duxing took two steps back, looked at Tu Qianhao intently, held the sword in both hands, saluted solemnly, and said seriously: "Brother Tu, you can go in peace! Forgetting Sword
, it will definitely bloom with the brilliance it deserves in the world!"
Tu Qianhao's body stood erect, his beard all over his face, quivering in the wind, his eyes filled with emptiness, filled with endless pride, yet lonely, lonely, and with a strong hint of ridicule.
It seems to be ironic that my own life is so ridiculous and helpless; and it seems to be ironic that the millions of people still living in the world are so boring, so stupid and unbearably vulgar!
His hand naturally dropped, but there was still a sword in his hand, and the sword's light flickered, flickering on and off.
He just stood like this, even though he was dead, even though he was just a corpse, he still had a heroic spirit that could defeat all others! His majestic demeanor!
On Gu Duxing's black dragon sword, blood seemed to be dripping down. It reluctantly slid down the tip of the sword, dripping into the dust, splashing a slight dust, and the dust curled away.
"This is Jianghu..."
Gu Duxing let out a long breath. He had been suppressing this breath for a long time, but when he finally let it out, he felt a sense of sadness.
"In the world of martial arts, there are so many right and wrongs, but there are so many dos and don'ts; life and death, who can tell the truth about innocence and calmness?"
He sighed, stepped back more than a dozen steps, and stood with his hands behind his back. He looked seriously at Tu Qianhao, who had lost all his breath. The look in his eyes was extremely complicated, and he said softly: "Brother Tu, it's a long way to hell, so take care of yourself along the way!"
"Young Master!"
The twenty masters of the Tu family screamed in grief and rushed forward in front of Tu Qianhao. However, they suddenly discovered that Tu Qianhao was no longer breathing and was completely dead!
They couldn't help but scream wildly, turned around like a whirlwind, looked at Gu Duxing, and said sadly and angrily: "Gu, you dare to kill our young master?"
Gu Duxing looked coldly and saw that the person speaking was an old man with a beard. There were tears in his eyes at this moment and he was looking at him angrily. He couldn't help but said coldly: "Why, didn't Brother Tu explain to you before?"
Tu Qianhao had calculated everything; he had even calculated it clearly that he would die; so how could he not make his own explanation to these people?