Vol 22 Chapter 1595: Heroic tenderness

The gap is so huge.
This is actually expected in Longchen, but he thinks that his blood and tenacity can make up for the gap, but he found that this idea can only be described as ridiculous.
He has experienced other failures, but all this, but tragic to such a state.
Above the starry sky, the figure of the master of the Lingwu sword fits in with the starry sky. The tremulous majesty, the indifference in his eyes, makes Longchen tremble inside.
What can you do with yourself?
If you look at success too much and too heavy, then failure will really be a very terrible thing, like the dragon in the moment, it seems to be dragged by the nightmare.
He suddenly remembered, as if he is now, the former Wang Chen.
"...No, no! No!!"
The heart could hardly bear a slight failure. Longchen stood up again and used the time countercurrent again, but at this moment, his Nirvana power was almost exhausted, and the last time the countercurrent did not make his injury completely better. He still bears heavy injuries!
Even so, he still bit his teeth, forcibly stood up, with an unyielding spine, burning eyes like a flame, staring straight at each other!
"Big Brother!" Mo Xiaolang drowned the anger. Under the strong attack of the three great swordsmen, he has transformed into an animal shape, and the devastating wolf is rolling between the stars and the sky, and the huge stars are easily smashed by him. But still can not break through the encirclement of the three major swords.
Thirty-six days of swords, a total of thirty-six, under the thirty-six days of the comet's shining, exudes a dazzling light, such as the sword of the stars, the Emperor of Heaven, the main hand holding thirty-six days of sword, roaring all directions!
Seventy-two ground swords, pear flower snow sword, it is more difficult to deal with!
Mo Xiaolang worked hard and could only be unbeaten and could not take care of Longchen.
When Longchen was seriously injured again and again, when he fell to the ground, the hearts of the people also followed the vibration. They were shocked by the strength of the Lingwu sword master, and they were also shocked by the tenacity of Longchen!
At this moment, he has been bloody.
The warriors of the Emperor Wudi Palace are full of anger in their hearts, but the Emperor Zhenwu has no position, and no one can do it.
Other forces are also watching this heavy scene.
"Long Chen will inevitably be abolished by the Lord of the Spirit Wu Sword. When it is time to grab back the heart, it is a good opportunity." Yuan Ling ancient circles are thinking in the heart.
No one knows his thoughts.
At this moment, Long Chen was covered in blood and stood under the starry sky.
failure.
yield.
These words echoed in his mind, his domineering, his will to kill, and now disappeared.
Everyone has a blow to experience, and he is no exception.
He just stood up like a machine, and looked at the strength of the swordsman who was far more powerful than himself.
Perhaps, the coffin must be very heartbroken, Long Chen did not dare to go to see her direction.
"It seems that you have reached the limit, it is time to abolish you, let you endure the incompetence of a lifetime." Lingwu sword master eyes are stunned, he is above the sky, proudly descending, standing freely in front of Longchen With a pair of swords, walk toward Longchen step by step.
"I didn't lose!"
Long Chen took the power of the magical pillar of the Golden Town and used up the last trace of strength. The huge and heavy gold town magic column banged to each other.
"I said, don't struggle."
Lingwujian is using the power of the vast force to relax the golden pillar of the town.
"My Sword Soul Emperor Palace has a method of inheriting hundreds of thousands of years of broken veins, which can completely break your meridians, can not be restored forever, can not be cultivated forever, and can only be a waste forever. If you dare to challenge me, etc. I should bear the consequences of this consequence!"
The cold voice completely surrounds Longchen.
Long Chen has seen this Lingwu sword master and laughed once.
He laughed and looked like a sly, saying: "You don't dare to kill me, but you can't abolish me. You are afraid that I am afraid of me. You are afraid that if I am alive today, when I return, it will be your swordsman's palace." When!"
To be honest, the Lingwu Sword Lord does have this concern.
"The problem is that you can never cultivate. Your brilliance can only stay at this moment." Here, the spirit Wu Sword Master has already reached the place ten meters in front of Long Chen.
Long Chen has said that to make this decision, he only represents himself.
Except for Mo Xiaolang, no one will help him and save him.
He wants to make a breakthrough, but he does not know where to throw his own path.
Ten meters, for the Lingwu sword master, just a blink of an eye.
Is it going to be finished?
Long Chen was caught in a heavy confusion.
At this time, someone hugged his blood-stained clothes from behind, and Long Chen woke up. Looking back, the beautiful face was put on his back, and the perfect face was covered with tears. Lingbi.
She hugged Long Chen from behind.
"Small cockroach..." The defeat is so bad, how can we face her?
"Ling, this is nothing for you, roll back." The spirit Wujian master had to do it, but was interrupted by the coffin.
The tearful eyes of Lingbi, filled with no regrets at the moment, she went around the front of Longchen, opened her hands and protected Longchen, the pair of beautiful nephews, now full of hate.
For the first time, she saw hatred from her eyes.
"Go back." Ling Wujian emphasized one sentence.
The coffin is no longer the simple and simple girl. She has her own love, has persistence and strength, and has the responsibility for love. This is not the battle of Longchen alone. She is in the dragon. In front of Chen, I looked at the master of Lingwu with a proud look. "You can never succeed. If you do it to him, it may only be the result of us leaving the world together. I think, you can be careful." Think about it."
Lingwu was shocked.
If the spirits insist on dying, then all the plans can be ruined.
"Small, don't be obsessed with it. I am doing good to both of you. Longchen doesn't know how to do it. He has to make troubles. He must be punished."
The coffin smiled with tears in her eyes. She shook her head and said, "Was it for us? Sorry, I can't understand you. I just want to tell you that I will have no regrets, no matter what I do today. I don't regret it. In this world, I don't regret having no future, because I have someone who is willing to stay with me and work hard for it."
Having said that, she wiped the tears from the corner of her eye and said, "Hey, I have three grasses. You want to compare with me. Is your sword fast, or am I dying?"
This sentence has caused tremendous shock to everyone's heart.
Their struggle, their spirit of death, is enough to make people move.
In their eyes, life and death are already another thing. The most important thing is that they will not give in even death. Rather Stick to your guns.
At this moment, Long Chen took advantage of the waist of Lingbi, and she was so beautiful, and embraced her own arms. Their heads were close together, Longchen was blood-stained, and the firm face was leaning against the ear of the coffin. On her white, innocent, milky face, a kiss, leaving a lip print.
His gaze has now restored the horrifying calmness and indifference.
"Chen brother..."
Tightly with this man, let him surround himself with the blood of the battle, and she was moved to tears at that moment.
The gorgeous red dress, after the blood flower formed by the dragon's blood, was even more glamorous. Under the stars, it flashed.
hero!
When the coffin kept himself and said the same life and died, Long Chen seemed to feel that the fog in his heart suddenly became clear.
Killing, what is it for?
What is the nature of killing?
Killing is a devil, or love?
In the past, Long Chen did not understand that he was killing for killing, and even killing for the sake of improving his strength. However, there is always a reason for himself to pursue.
But when he failed and lost very badly, he could not find it.
The little woman of Lingbi stood in front of her eyes and protected herself with the oath of death.
What else is more precious in this world?
When Longchen took the warm ketone body into his arms, when he used his body temperature and the other's body temperature to meet together, when she saw the coffin with tears of tenacity, rather than the unyielding courage to look at herself When he felt the little wolf in order to save himself, and repeatedly snarled the roar of the heavens and the earth, when he saw the eyes of the little wolf, he suddenly found, fighting, killing, bearing, dignity, glory, this Everything turned out to be so wonderful.
My way, where is it?
He and the lingering ear, under the eyes of all eyes, unscrupulous, at this juncture, the flame, the flame, the flame of battle, the flame of dignity, the unyielding flame, the anger of hundreds of millions, meet at this moment, an uncontrollable breeding His bones are broken, his internal organs are burning, and there is an angry gas in his chest, such as the explosion of the universe. After being suppressed to the extreme, he blasts!
"My way... my way!!"
Long Chen was almost suffocating. He looked up and saw the starry sky. At this moment, it turned into a myriad of rules. The gods sat high above the rules, overlooking the people below, and their faces were indifferent!
This is an illusion.
However, in his head, it still seems to be exploding again and again.
"Chen brother, what's wrong with you?" Lingbi took his head into his arms. In that warm and musk, Longchen understood the final realization!
He found his own way!
Heaven, no right or wrong!
Heaven, only what you are pursuing, the most suitable for you, is the need to pursue with life!
My killing, not killing, just guarding!
Guarding the people around you~EbookFREE.me~ Guarding love, guarding family, guarding brothers, guarding the world!
Killing is not cold-blooded, but the tenderness of a hero.
There is no right or wrong in Heaven. This is the killing way of Longchen. He does everything, everything is from the heart.
God is the heart.
When everything is torn in front of his eyes, Longchen sees not the spirit of the sword, but the vast rules of heaven and earth, and the people who are struggling under the heavens.
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Fifth!
It’s so cold today, but at the moment, the madman is also burning.
Write to the highest level, a few want to break the keyboard!
Dare to ask the princes, dare to give me the top to break?
Tomorrow, the Dragon Brothers decided.