I'm only one year old, what the hell is the counterattack system?

Chapter 153: The Sorrow of Heaven and Earth (Subscription Request)

"Whoever steps on the sword mark will die!"

Chen Yi's tone was not cold, and there was neither icy murderous intent nor overbearing sharpness in his aura.

It was just a plain and casual statement, but one could hear the unquestionable nature of his words.

The calm voice was like a breeze, passing by the ears of everyone present and clearly reaching their hearts.

The "Soul Chaser" Yuan Dingshan and others who were watching by the Hualong Pond all had solemn expressions.

After seeing the brilliance of the sword just now and hearing these words clearly, they all felt the chill in their hearts.

"'Little Sword Immortal' Chen Yi..."

"I'm afraid that after today, no one will call him 'Little Sword Immortal' anymore, but 'Sword Immortal' instead!"

Yuan Dingshan lowered his voice, as if he was worried that speaking louder would make a certain "Sword Immortal" feel noisy.

However, when the geniuses around heard such an exaggerated title, no one wanted to refute it.

Instead, more people believe that "Sword Immortal" Chen Yicai deserves the title.

It was really because the brilliance of the sword that had slashed down before and the power that overthrew the barbarian genius and Chen Yuan was too astonishing.

The geniuses who were looking far ahead were so frightened that their minds fell from the sky to the ground, just like the barbarian genius and Chen Yuan.

Gongye Shou, Xu Sannian and other disciples of Wu Hou also stared at him blankly, as if they were meeting him for the first time.

Although they had witnessed Chen Yi killing the "Bull Demon" in Wangchuan County, none of them was as shocking as the impact of these short words.

"Brother Yi is still Brother Yi, so scary."

"Dakong Buddha's Son"'s heart moved slightly, golden light appeared in his eyes, and he looked up.

But only for a moment.

Fu Chen lowered his head again, the golden Buddha light faded, his eyes slightly closed, and he silently chanted "Amitabha".

What others didn't know was that two streaks of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes and were dissolved by the golden Buddha's light.

The most excited people at this moment were the barbarians, especially the barbarian genius who was swept away by Chen Yi's sword.

After he landed, several cracks appeared on the bear demon armor on his body, and the blood flowing out made his face even gloomier.

The barbarian genius stared at Chen Yi, whimpering continuously in a loud and clear voice, and pointed at the sword mark in front of him with an angry expression, as if he was cursing.

The barbarian genius with the monkey blood mark next to him echoed a few words from time to time, looking at Chen Yi and Chen Yuan with sinister eyes.

Ah Man in the crowd quickly persuaded him in barbarian language, then looked at Chen Yi and said:

"Brother, are you going to attack Chen Yuan?"

He was not clear about the relationship between Chen Yuan and Chen Yi, so he asked this question.

In his opinion, the successor of Juedao and the successor of Jianfengshan of Taixu Taoist Sect should be in opposition.

Chen Yi glanced at him and said calmly, "Let them back off."

Then he looked at Chen Yuan and said, "You...brother, come with me."

After saying that, Chen Yi walked towards the edge of the secret realm.

"Okay, very good!"

Chen Yuan grinned, picked up the Wanjun Sword and followed.

At this time, the barbarian genius in blood-red armor took a step forward, his feet close to the edge of the sword mark, and shouted:
"Wei people, stop, run!"

bass!
Chen Yi paused, then swung out the second sword without looking back, with the sword energy crossing his feet.

The tough attitude goes without saying!

Upon seeing this, Ah Man hurriedly grabbed the barbarian genius and spoke some barbarian language at a very fast speed.

"Brother, he is the 'Little Sword Master' of Wei, and also my senior brother. Don't..."

But no matter how he tried to persuade him, the genius still looked angry, pointing at Chen Yi and Chen Yuan and speaking in a barbaric language.

Even later on, he was still blaming Ah Man and the barbarian teenagers around him.

Ah Man's face couldn't help but look ugly. He looked at Chen Yi, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Chen Yi shook his head upon seeing this, and turned back to look at the barbarians without saying a word, as if waiting for them to step over the sword mark.

Chen Yuan's eyes revealed a hint of amusement, and he folded his arms, looking like he was enjoying a good show.

He is not in a hurry, he is not in a hurry at all.

For a moment, the atmosphere outside the Dragon Pool fell into a strange and depressing state.

Gongye Shou and others hesitated and did not speak. They all knew what happened between Chen Yuan and Chen Yi, and knew they could not find a suitable reason.

Fu Chen didn't even raise his head, looking as if it had nothing to do with him.

Yuan Dingshan and others in the distance would not speak a word.

Be it the "Little Sword Immortal" Chen Yi or the barbarian genius, neither of them could deal with them.

Only the two barbarian geniuses were roaring. Their several-meter-tall bodies allowed them to stare down at Chen Yi and Chen Yuan.

As he spoke, spit flew everywhere and it was obvious that the curses were very harsh.

Ah Man had no choice but to try her best to persuade him, not daring to be careless at all, let alone ignore Chen Yi's words.

Although he had little contact with Chen Yi in Taixu Taoist Sect, he had witnessed this senior brother from Jianfeng Mountain kill Hao Songqing from Yuhua Xianmen.

He knew very well that sword cultivators would do what they said and would never speak without a purpose.

But at this moment, the barbarian Tianjiao pulled him away, stepped over the silver-white sword mark, stared at Chen Yi with flaming eyes and roared:
"Wei Ren, you can't do that!"

Before he finished speaking, another barbarian genius also stepped forward, sneering with a bloody monkey mark on his back.

"Chen Yuan, die!"

The two tall barbarian geniuses both stepped over the sword marks, with blood and ferocity surging from their bodies.

Ah Man staggered, but did not care about himself. He quickly looked at Chen Yi not far away, with a pleading look on his face.

“Brother, please don’t…”

Chen Yi glanced at him, then looked up at the two barbarian geniuses.

"Do your own fault, don't live."

What’s more, they are from the Southern Barbarian Religion - they are not of our race, so their hearts must be different!

The next moment, the silver-white sword light reappeared.

The brilliance of the sword far exceeded that of the previous one that came from far away!
The two barbarian geniuses were well prepared for this.

The barbarian with the blood mark of the bear demon on his body relied on his bloody armor, condensed blood energy in his fists, took a step forward and smashed towards the sword light.

The barbarian genius carrying the ape on his back, his tall body does not affect his agility at all.

He spun twice on the spot and came in front of Chen Yuan, his hands formed into claws and drew dozens of bloody blades.

"die!"

Chen Yuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the barbarian's target was him.

But just as he was about to draw out the Wanjun Sword, he saw a flash of silver-white sword light appear in front of him.

The feeling of arriving in an instant cannot be described by "extremely fast" at all. It is more like crossing the space and is as strange as a ghost.

But Chen Yi remained as still as a mountain, only turning his fingers to make the sword flip twice.

"Sword Eleven: Firefly!"

The Spring Rain Sword was wrapped in silver-white sword intent. When it appeared in front of the barbarian genius, it pierced through his head in the blink of an eye.

Then, the silver-white sword light jumped again, and appeared in front of the barbarian genius in blood-stained armor like a flash of silver light.

The Spring Rain Sword skimmed across his fists like a dragonfly skimming the water, drawing a strange arc before piercing through one of his temples.

In the blink of an eye, the two barbarian geniuses who took the initiative to attack froze in place, and even maintained their original attacking postures.

The two foot-long faces were filled with confusion and fear, and their eyes were wide open in disbelief.

However, the blood and energy in their bodies slowly dissipated, and after a moment, there was no sound at all.

——One sword, two deaths!

Everyone stared in shock; everything happened so fast that they couldn't see clearly what happened.

In their eyes, they just saw two barbarian geniuses rushing through the sword mark with ferocious looks, followed by a silver-white sword light flashing like a silk thread.

It is neither gorgeous, nor murderous, nor does it have any terrifying power.

How come two barbarian geniuses died in just the blink of an eye?
Died silently like this?!
He is a barbarian genius who is comparable to the divine realm, a great shaman who can connect the power of heaven and earth!

Chen Yi retracted the Chunyu Sword, glanced at the people in the distance, then looked at Chen Yuan who was slightly dazed and waved.

Chen Yuan came back to his senses and looked at him with uncertain eyes.

He was well aware of the terrifying power of the sword just now, and as his heart was beating, he felt even more resentful and annoyed.

If he could enter Xingwu Academy at that time, then the one who would join Taixu Taoist Sect would be him, not Chen Yi!
The more powerful Chen Yi becomes now, the stronger his hatred becomes.

Such strong hatred made him still not afraid after seeing Chen Yi's swordsmanship.

At this moment, in Chen Yuan's heart, the hatred of wanting to kill Chen Yi made him tremble both physically and mentally.

After waiting for so many years, he hated Chen Yi's noise more than he hated his own incompetence.

"Let's go."

The two brothers left one after another.

No one noticed that two wisps of invisible and intangible smoke flowed out from the body of the barbarian genius and penetrated into Chen Yi's body.

At this moment, no one dared to stop it, and no one dared to cross the silver sword mark.

Even Ah Man, who had come to his senses, and a group of barbarians, just looked at the two geniuses of the same tribe with sorrow.

Yuan Dingshan and the others calmed down, but their faces were still filled with confusion.

"Brother Dingshan, what you just said is correct. Now we can indeed call him the 'Sword Immortal'."

"He killed two great shamans in the Divine Wandering Realm with one sword. This terrifying strength is unimaginable."

"I'm afraid you all have forgotten that he is not number one on the Earth Ranking yet."

"Then, how strong are Xie Dongan and Wei Nantian?"

Gongye Shou and others who were closest to them looked at Chen Yi and Chen Yuan who were walking away with complicated expressions.

Xu Sannian couldn't help but ask, "Do you think Brother Yi would kill Chen Yuan?"

"That shouldn't be the case. They are half brothers with the same father but different mothers." Pang Longxiang said hesitantly.

Gongye Shou waved his hand and said, "Wait."

With Chen Yi's current strength, there should be no danger.

As for how he would treat Chen Yuan, his elder brother and successor of the ultimate sword, that was not something that everyone could guess.

At this time, Xiao Xuanzhen and Flower Fairy arrived.

They looked at the corpses of the two barbarians, then looked at Chen Yi and Chen Yuan who were walking away, their expressions somewhat complicated.

"Junior Brother Chen Yi is in a bad mood, perhaps..."

The two wanted to explain a few words for Chen Yi, but facing the dead barbarian genius, any explanation seemed pale.

However, the reason why Xiao Xuanzhen and Hua Xianzi explained was because Ah Man was also a member of the Taixu Taoist Sect.

If it were any other barbarians, they would only stand on Chen Yi's side, so what if they were killed?

"..."

Ah Man was silent for a long time, then bowed to them and stepped forward to collect the bodies of the two geniuses of the same clan.

"Please tell Master Pang that Ah Man has failed to live up to his teachings."

"If there is a chance, Ah Man will repay his kindness."

Xiao Xuanzhen's expression changed slightly, "You, are you planning to defect from the sect?"

Ah Man nodded, his tall and strong body slightly withered, and said in a heavy tone:

"Ah Man has the blood of the barbarians, I hope Senior Sister will forgive me."

After saying that, he carried the two corpses and walked in another direction with the other barbarian boys who looked grief-stricken.

Xiao Xuanzhen sighed with a complicated expression and stopped persuading him.

After a while.

Xiao Xuanzhen pondered and said, "Junior sister, Junior Brother Chen's approach seems to be different from before?"

The flower fairy nodded, and looked in the direction where Chen Yi left with her beautiful eyes, feeling a little worried.

Based on her understanding of Chen Yi, he should have just driven the barbarians away instead of killing them with one sword.

His current decisive and fierce actions might be related to his elder brother Chen Yuan.

"I hope my senior brother can solve it..."

After hearing this, Xiao Xuanzhen felt even more complicated.

She didn't understand why such a thing happened to Chen Yi.

Chen Yuan, the successor of the Absolute Sword, is his elder brother, but he accidentally killed Senior Sister Ling Yinrong from Jianfeng Mountain...

So annoying!
An irritated Xiao Xuanzhen glared at everyone in the Hualong Pond, "You came here to train to improve your strength, not to watch a show!"

"Go, go, everyone go!"

Everyone: "..."

Yuan Dingshan and the others looked at each other, shook their heads, turned around and re-entered the Dragon Transformation Pool.

Although they were dissatisfied and curious about what would happen to Chen Yi and Chen Yuan later, it was not appropriate for them to stay any longer.

You can't just attack the people of Taixu Taoist Sect just because of a sentence, right?
They are not those stupid barbarians who would seek death on their own initiative.

Gongye Shou and others were also speechless. After a moment's silence, they stood where they were and did not leave.

"Master Xiao, please sit down and rest for a while."

"I think Brother Yi will be back soon."

Gongye Shou smiled awkwardly and took out some fruits and other things, then took out a few tables and chairs, motioning for everyone to sit down and wait.

The flower fairy pulled Xiao Xuanzhen, and they sat down together.

"Thanks."

But after sitting down, no one wanted to speak anymore, and they looked into the distance with different expressions.

……

Chen Yi walked for a long time.

Along the way, he didn't think about anything, and he didn't pay attention to what was behind him when the sword intent spread, as if he was just walking for the sake of walking.

Chen Yuan also followed for a long time without saying a word.

His expression kept changing, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes as he stared at the figure in front of him.

Chen Yi didn't stop until he was far away from the Hualong Pond.

He waved his hand, and murderous sword intent rose up, surrounding the two of them.

"This is it."

Chen Yuan looked around and a sneer appeared on his face.

"Is this the grave you chose for yourself, or for me?"

"I have to say, the scenery here is pretty good, much better than the bare Wuliang Mountain."

The surrounding area is picturesque with green hills and lush forests, but it does not block out the light like the dense forests of the southern barbarians.

When the sun shines brightly in the secret realm, the forest is filled with light and a gentle breeze blows through.

It can indeed be described as "nice scenery".

However, Chen Yi was not in the mood to watch this scene. He turned around and looked at Chen Yuan.

The young figure in my memory gradually overlapped with the tall and strong swordsman in front of me.

But apart from the appearance, Chen Yi couldn't find any similarity.

In my memory, young Chen Yuan had a naive smile and was always running around heartlessly.

He has many problems. He hates his teacher's teaching, is afraid of pain, and extremely dislikes quietness.

But his hobbies are simple. He likes eating sweets, listening to stories and laughing.

Unlike Chen Yuan at this moment——

His eyes were cold, the kind that seemed to want him to die.

The smile was cold, but it was not the joy of reunion after a long separation.

His body was very cold, with murderous intent and saber intent still in his mind, and he was ready to strike at any moment.

Chen Yi looked at him for a moment, grinned, and said:

"I have thought about many scenarios of reuniting with you."

"There was joy, warmth, and drinking, but I never thought there would be tension."

"I've thought about that," Chen Yuan looked at him and sneered, "but I'll kill you with one blow every time!"

Hearing this, Chen Yi restrained his stiff smile and asked calmly: "So you are not Chen Yuan, right?"

Chen Yuan seemed to have heard a joke and burst into laughter.

While laughing, he pointed the Wanjun Knife at Chen Yi and said, "Are you afraid?" "You are afraid that I am the real Chen Yuan, right?"

"Haha... If I say I am Chen Yuan, what will you do? Won't you attack me?"

Having said that, Chen Yuan's smile disappeared and his face became cold.

"Your hypocritical behavior is really hilarious, Chen Yi."

"I came to you just to kill you!"

Chen Yi continued to ask without changing his expression: "I have another question. Did you kill Senior Sister Ling Yinrong?"

"Ha, you finally asked about that."

Chen Yuan raised his head slightly and snorted coldly: "That's right, I was the one who killed him!"

"That stupid woman has no talent, no strength, and no looks. She is totally useless except for dragging me down!"

"is it?"

Chen Yi nodded without comment and said, "I heard that it was Senior Sister Ling who took the initiative to seek death. I released you to save you?"

Let you out, save you...

The seemingly contradictory words made Chen Yuan's face turn completely cold.

He held the handle of the Wanjun Knife with both hands, stared at Chen Yi with murderous eyes, and said coldly:
"you know?"

Chen Yi answered irrelevantly: "So, you are indeed not him."

After confirming his guess, Chen Yi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his hand also held the Chunyu Sword.

"Be obedient, go back and let him out!"

"Can't do it!"

Chen Yuan's expression turned fierce and he growled.

The Wanjun Sword was then unsheathed, and the tall figure lowered down, rushing forward fiercely.

A whirlpool of spiritual energy appeared around his body, and the three spiritual orifices emitted a cold and icy aura, as if freezing the ruthless world.

Cut it out with one knife.

In an instant, the dark blue sword energy condensed into a ten-foot-long sword, surrounded by true energy and emitting the same icy coldness.

"Absolute Blade, Merciless!"

Wherever the blade points, the sword energy will arrive in an instant.

However, Chen Yi turned a blind eye and continued to look at Chen Yuan, with a sigh in his eyes.

He guessed right, but he couldn't be happy.

Just as the sword energy was approaching, Chen Yi dispelled all thoughts and drew his Chunyu Sword.

clang!
He swung his sword upward, and the tip of the sword touched the blade first.

Then a murderous sword intent flashed by, and the silver-white sword energy only shot out two inches.

The ten-foot-long dark blue blade energy shattered like a bubble.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan's face became even more ferocious. He turned his wrist and slashed again with the Wanjun Knife at an angle.

The icy sword slashed down again with resolute intent, and the sword energy was everywhere!
Chen Yi remained as still as a mountain, with one hand behind his back and the hand holding the sword moving sideways.

The body of the Spring Rain Sword hit the blade, a shock force was transmitted, and the silver-white sword energy shattered the dark blue knife energy again.

Chen Yuan went up again, and the result was the same.

No matter how much sword intent he exerted, no matter how sharp and domineering the sword energy was, it was useless under Chen Yi's sword.

Not to mention the waves, he couldn't even get Chen Yi to move a step.

Chen Yuan was furious and took a few steps back, "Are you humiliating me?"

Chen Yi said seriously: "Your father and my father are the same person."

"..."

Chen Yuan stared at him intently, then gritted his teeth and burst out with all his sword intent.

The dark blue blade exuded a sense of madness, despair, and ruthlessness, making his expression even more gloomy.

At some point, a layer of dark, gloomy clouds appeared above their heads.

Beneath the clouds, a long sword slowly emerged.

The dark blue sword was a hundred feet long, lying across the dark clouds, emitting an icy aura.

The next moment, a few rays of light flashed in the dark clouds, followed by bursts of thunder.

Rumble.

Chen Yuan stared at Chen Yi with eyes so cold as if he was looking at a dead person.

"I admit that you are very strong, but you will still die under my sword!"

Hearing this, Chen Yi did not say anything, but just looked up at the sky.

Before he knew it, a few drops of rain fell and hit him.

The rain was very cold. Even through his Taoist robe and the protection of his murderous sword, he could still feel the coldness.

Chen Yi looked at it for a moment, then turned his head to look at Chen Yuan and said in a calm tone:

"For the last time—go back and let him out."

Chen Yuan tilted his head and sneered: "What if I say no? Will you kill me?"

"Even if you kill me, you won't get what you want!"

Chen Yi shook his head, "I won't kill you, but I can make you a cripple."

Just as described on the light screen panel - twenty-five-year-old Chen Yuan has only reached the sixth level.

A successor of the ultimate sword who has lost his cultivation and sword spirit should be able to be himself with peace of mind.

If it doesn’t work the first time, try again!
"You, dare?"

Chen Yuan became even angrier when he heard this, and growled while gritting his teeth: "What qualifications do you have to do this?!"

"In the dungeon, facing the demons attacking him, he sang Twinkle Little Star, Where Are You?"

"At that time, you were blessed by His Majesty to enter Xingwu Academy!"

"He worshipped Wuliang Mountain and became the successor of Jue Dao. He was tortured by Yan Hai every day. What about you?"

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star all day long, just twinkle, twinkle, twinkle... twinkle, little fucker!"

"My ears are callused from listening to you so much!"

Provoked by that sentence, Chen Yuan roared in anger as if to vent: "If it weren't for you, my sword would definitely be even stronger!"

"Far more powerful than your swordsmanship!!"

Chen Yi did not interrupt him. The boss's image kept flashing in his mind, and he pieced together what had happened to him.

Although Chen Yuan did not reveal much information, he still had a general understanding of it.

Dungeon, demons... two years old...

Wuliang Mountain, Jue Dao...torture...

Chen Yi's heart sank, and a hint of anger appeared on his face: Jingye Hou Zhou Tiance, Juedao Yan Hai!

As his anger grew, the letter from the boss suddenly flashed through his mind.

First letter...

Even when Chen Yi learned of Chen Yuan's identity as the successor of the Jue Dao, he was already clear that the contents of the letter were false.

But he didn't expect that Chen Yuan's real experience would be so bad!

"Zhou Tiance, your death is not a pity!!"

In a rage, Chen Yi's remaining rationality told him that he had to deal with Chen Yuan first.

As for Zhou Tiance...

He swore that he would never let him die easily!

Thinking of this, Chen Yi looked at Chen Yuan with a stern expression. Spiritual energy cyclones slowly appeared around him, surrounded by murderous sword intent.

"Maybe you're right."

"Without my presence, your ultimate sword intent might be much stronger than it is now."

Before Chen Yuan could open his mouth to ridicule again, Chen Yi changed the subject:
"But there is one thing that is wrong - no matter how powerful your sword is, it can never be stronger than mine!"

As soon as the words fell, the silver-white sword intent suddenly became stronger.

"Roar!"

The next moment, a tiger roar shook the heaven and earth, and the White Tiger spirit appeared in the sky.

Its eyes were fixed on the hundred-foot-long dark blue sword, and it gestured with its huge tiger claws a few times, revealing an expression of contempt.

As if to say, a small knife is not as good as the stars under its feet.

As if to prove its point, the White Tiger took another step forward. When its tiger claws stepped out, a huge dark red star appeared under its feet.

The star exuded an ominous aura, and when it was stretched out horizontally, its diameter was not only longer than the dark blue sword, but also larger in size.

Seeing this, the White Tiger nodded in satisfaction and stretched out a tiger claw to poke the dark blue sword.

After seeing two holes poked on the long sword, Baihu Shenyi's smile became even more intense.

It looked at Chen Yuan below, its eyes and face full of "You can't do it!"
"..."

Chen Yuan saw all of this and his face turned pale.

The sword power of Juedao can indeed make him bloodthirsty and ruthless, but it will not make him a fool.

He knew very well that the white tiger divine will in the sky was the manifestation of Chen Yi's sword intent.

The sword intent was so huge and so powerful that it was far beyond his imagination, and it made him unable to muster the heart to resist for a while.

"The seed of the sword's magical power?"

"No, you have already reached the realm of divine power!"

Chen Yuan looked at Chen Yi, staring at him in disbelief: "How the hell did you practice?!"

Chen Yi said calmly: "As you can see, he is only one realm stronger than you."

"..."

Chen Yuan was both embarrassed and annoyed.

Even with his confidence, he didn't think that after he took the lead, he would be able to cultivate the ultimate sword to the level of supernatural power now.

At this time, Chen Yi made a sword flower and issued an ultimatum:

"I'll give you one stick of incense to think about it. Within that time, you have to go back and change him out."

"If you exceed this time, even if you don't leave, you will not be able to continue practicing the Absolute Sword."

"If you think about it carefully, becoming a useless person is a good choice for you."

"Not a bad fart!"

Chen Yuan couldn't help but swear, "Don't think you're strong, just give me some time, I will definitely kill you!"

Unconsciously, he had gone from "kill you now" to "give me some time to kill you".

Even Chen Yuan was unaware of this change at the moment.

Chen Yi smiled, his murderous sword intent was still strong, firmly locking onto Chen Yuan's body.

"You have less than an incense stick of time left."

Chen Yuan acted as if he didn't hear anything and continued to curse:
"Fuck you, you are not a human. How can a human improve his swordsmanship to this level in such a short time?"

"I don't believe it..."

"Half a stick of incense!"

"Fuck you, what half an incense stick? I don't recognize it! No matter how strong you are, you can't let me leave..."

"There's still a quarter of an incense stick left."

Chen Yi was not annoyed at all, and even smiled a little more. He was in a good mood to explain:

"You probably forgot what a quarter is. It was taught in math by our teacher when we were little."

"Bullshit, what do you mean by learning? I haven't learned anything!"

Chen Yuan was so angry that he jumped up and down. He held the Wanjun Sword in his hand, but he couldn't make the cut at all.

Although he wanted to kill Chen Yi, the slight fear in his heart made him aware of the consequences of doing so.

No matter what, he doesn't want to become a useless person!
"There is only one fifth left. You don't have much time left."

"Fuck you, damn it!"

Chen Yi frowned slightly, and his sword intent burst out, and the silver-white sword energy slashed under his feet.

"If you keep scolding me, I won't be polite!"

Chen Yuan's face turned fierce and he cursed even more fiercely.

"Wouldn't it just destroy my cultivation and swordsmanship? Come on!"

"You've ruined my swordsmanship, and he will become an ordinary person too. Will you be happy then?!"

"I won't be happy no matter what," Chen Yi shook his head, "but I'll choose the lesser of two evils."

"Now that you have lost your cultivation, you can stay in the Marquis' Mansion honestly."

"When the time comes, you will inherit the title of Marquis of Wu'an. I will leave you a sword spirit that can save your life. It will be enough for you to guard the border."

"..."

Chen Yuan paused, completely defeated by his words.

He finally struggled and said, "Have you ever thought that it's not that I don't want to go back, but that he doesn't want to come out?"

"Because of Senior Sister Ling Yinrong?"

Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, then reacted and asked.

Chen Yuan snorted coldly, "Since you know that woman deliberately died under my knife, you should be able to figure out why she let me out!"

"A coward who can't even bear such a small blow should disappear completely!"

Chen Yi frowned. He really hadn't thought that there would be such a situation.

He originally thought that the death of Senior Sister Ling Yinrong allowed Chen Yuan's ultimate sword intent to seize the position.

But I didn't expect that the boss actually gave it up on his own initiative...

Think for a moment.

Chen Yi looked at him and said, "Anyway, go back and let him out, otherwise you know what will happen."

Chen Yuan seemed to be amused by him. He was speechless for a moment, then suddenly threw away the Wanjun Knife and said fiercely:

"This is what you said, don't regret it!"

"Remember this, he will face similar things sooner or later, and I will come out then!"

"When the time comes, I will definitely kill you!"

Chen Yi looked at him without saying a word, his expression was self-evident.

If Chen Yuan's mind is controlled by Jue Dao's sword intent again later, he will only be defeated even more miserably when he meets him.

"You wait for me!"

After saying this, Chen Yuan closed his eyes, his expression showing a hint of struggle.

Sometimes his face turned ashen, sometimes pale, and his expression changed so quickly that Chen Yi frowned.

When he saw this, he completely believed what Chen Yuan had just said.

After the death of Senior Sister Ling Yinrong, it should be that the eldest brother chose to give up control of his body and let the sword intent of Jue Dao control his mind.

"Get the hell out of here!"

"Don't you see that your good second brother is going to ruin you and me?!"

"What the hell are you going to change by just curling up there?"

"Will that woman be able to survive, or what?"

"Get out of here!"

A series of angry curses came out of Chen Yuan's mouth, and then his face turned completely pale.

Not only that, the dark blue sword in the sky also quietly turned into snow-white.

The sword's intention changed quietly.

The sword intent emanating from it was no longer despair, ruthlessness, or coldness, but an intense and indissoluble sadness.

The dark clouds rolled in, and the dripping raindrops turned into snowflakes in the blink of an eye.

——The world is filled with sorrow!
At this moment, Chen Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

With just one glance, his black hair turned snow-white. He looked at Chen Yi with sad eyes and two lines of tears flowed down.

"Second brother, you shouldn't..."

　Please give me a monthly ticket. Please give me a monthly ticket. Please give me a monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)