This fatal sword tore through the air, shot out instantly, and pointed at the heart of Feng Qing Prison!

At the very least, Jiang Wuxin wants to die together.

However, he was hit first, and there was something wrong with his accuracy. Even so, he still penetrated Feng Qingyu's abdomen!

Although it did not hit the Holy Palace directly, the terrifying force still caused Feng Qing Prison to be severely injured on the spot, and blood flowed out.

To be honest, Feng Qingyu didn't block this sword. Whether he couldn't block it or didn't want to block it, no one knows.

The world seemed to have stopped.

Jiang Wuxin stood on the road rushing to Feng Qing Prison, blood was pouring from his chest, and he stared at Feng Qing Prison with wide eyes.

"Well……"

He wanted to speak, but his voice was hoarse. He could only cover his chest and even the Sky Sword fell to the ground.

thump!

Jiang Wuxin stood unsteadily and knelt on the ground, lowering his head. Black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the ground.

"Teacher, Master..."

He was breathing heavily.

A cyan figure appeared in front of him.

Jiang Wuxin raised his head with all his strength and saw Feng Qingyu looking at him tremblingly with tears in his eyes.

"Wuxin, do you believe it now? In this world, I, the Six Paths Sword Demon, am the strongest one. You lose."

"Well--"

Jiang Wuxin grabbed his clothes, his eyes widened and he was speechless.

thump!

Feng Qingyu knelt down and stood face to face with him.

"Do you believe it? As a teacher, I really care about you." Tears flowed between his smiles.

"No, I don't believe it..."

Jiang Wuxin stared at him, using all his strength to kill him.

"After death, there may still be a long way to go. We, master and disciple, can have a long talk."

Feng Qingyu gave a bitter smile, and firmly pressed his hand on the Six Heaven-Destroying Swords that merged into one.

Because, his sword beast wants to get out of it.

Jiang Wuxin stared at him with wide eyes.

Feng Qing Prison, what does he want to do?

"I have not had a good life in this life. I hope that I can make up for all my regrets in the next life."

"The world of mortals is beautiful, don't be ruthless anymore."

Feng Qingyu touched his head with one hand and held the Six Heaven-Slaying Swords in his other hand.

"you you!"

Jiang Wuxin's expression changed drastically.

He stretched out his hand to grab, but failed to catch Feng Qingyu.

Looking up, he saw that he had already walked towards Jian Wuyi.

"Without him, life is too lonely. I will go to hell to practice swordsmanship without any intention."

In the blurry scene, the man in green clothes killed himself on the spot and fell to the ground.

"division……"

After Feng Qingyu fell, Jiang Wuxin climbed two steps and fell completely to the ground, motionless.

it's over.

All this is seen by everyone.

No one knows why.

However, it is certain that Jiang Wuxin was killed, and Feng Qingyu committed suicide beside Jian Wuxin.

They were all confused.

Feng Qingyu became the top strong man and killed the most terrifying remnants of ghosts and gods. In the future, almost no one can defeat him. Why would he commit suicide?

No one will understand.

It's like no one understands what a confidant in the sword means.

Hoo ho ho.

The wind picked up and the snow started to fall heavily.

Three-headed sword beasts gathered around, crying and wailing.

The three corpses will soon be swallowed up by the white snow and disappear in front of everyone.

It's like I haven't been in this world before.

…

Such an ending makes all onlookers feel sad even if they don't know the reason.

There was only one person who couldn't help laughing.

That person is Dugu Jin.

He stared at the corpses of Jiang Wuxin and Feng Qingyu in the snow, and then looked at Ksitigarbha, the ghost king who was still giving it a try, with a smile on his face.

"What are you laughing at?" Long Youyue glanced at him, "I'm urging you to take action."

"Interesting." Dugu Jin said.

"What's the meaning?"

"The two strongest ones are dead outside, and there are two old ghosts who are still struggling in the end."

"Destiny gave me all the fruits without me having to do anything. It's so wonderful."

Dugu Jin shrugged, and the third bloody vertical eye between his eyebrows shone with a strange light.

"Speaking of which, I still don't know what you want to do?" Long Youyue said.

"When the time comes, you'll know it right away."

"As the saying goes, I came on stage after you sang. Now, it's my turn."

Dugu Jin said.

Obviously, even the two ghost kings Ksitigarbha and Posuo saw the ending of Jiang Wuxin and Feng Qingyu!

Their expressions remained indifferent, as if they were not hurt by Jiang Wuxin's death.

The Whispering Ghost King glanced out, stared at Dugu Jin, and suddenly shouted:

"Dugu Jin, what are you waiting for? Our emperor has promised to pass on the bloodline to you personally. By then, you can become half of the royal family!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was stunned.

Jiang Wuxin has just been dealt with by Feng Qing Prison, and now, another Dugu Jin appears?

And from the words of the Whispering Ghost King, it is obvious that Dugu Jin wants to betray the entire human race in order to become a ghost and god?

This fact is simply horrifying.

Will Dugu Jin deny it?

When everyone's eyes were fixed on him, Dugu Jin looked at the Wandering Ghost King with scarlet eyes.

Then, he responded:

"Long live my emperor! Dugu Jin is willing to serve the ghosts and gods, even if it takes my life to lead my clan back!"

As soon as these words came out, chaos broke out again!

…

Amidst the chaos, heavy snow fell.

In a place where no one is paying attention, there is the body of a young man in black lying on the ground.
Chapter completed!