Five hundred years of stacked Q, this one Q, unique and unparalleled throughout eternity!

Yasuo glared angrily and said, "Yone is dead by my hand!"

Luo Tian countered, "Who told you that death is the final destination of all life?"

Yasuo was stunned. As an Ionian, Yasuo had also heard some things about the world of life and death.

His master, Elder Soma, had also mentioned to him a legendary figure who walked in the spirit world, the Twilight Eye of the Order of the Balance—Shen!

A glimmer of hope rose in his eyes again, and Yasuo asked Luo Tian in a trembling voice:

"What happened to Yone in the end?"

Luo Tian frowned almost imperceptibly.

Luo Tian had no complaints about Yasuo's attempt to assassinate him.

This behavior is at most the same as the sword demon stealing one's own body; after being trained, it becomes a useful experience pack.

Moreover, Luo Tian knew Yasuo's background and greatly admired him, both from the perspective of his enjoyment and from the perspective of the lone swordsman in his backstory.

Luo Tian didn't mind providing Yasuo with some assistance so that he could replace Luo Tian in helping Yin Qianyu complete the task of unifying the royal power.

For Luo Tian, ​​recruiting a hero is a sure-fire way to make money.

But Yasuo's performance right now disappointed him greatly.

In his view, the titles of heroes in the League of Legends universe are not related to justice or evil; only those who uphold absolute beliefs are qualified to be called heroes.

Even characters like Aatrox, who constantly shouts about killing Protoss and destroying the world, or Iron Man, who can only descend into the world through his armor, have their merits.

But the performance of this man, who was known as the happiest man in the entire league, made him feel a sense of unfamiliarity.

The man before them, known as the Swift Wind Swordsman, didn't even know why he was killing. His original intentions had long been shattered by the impact of his inner demons.

To Luo Tian, ​​the Yasuo in front of him was just a loser with the skills of the Unforgiven, and he was not worthy of the title of Unforgiven at all.

Such a person is completely unworthy of being called a hero.

After a brief silence, a mischievous smile suddenly appeared on Luo Tian's lips.

With his right hand gripping the demon sword tightly, Luo Tian's voice seemed to carry a hint of Aatrox's unique hoarseness and rage.

"Yone? You mean that kid who was almost killed by Yazakana and ultimately torn to shreds by me?"

"The Twin Swords Strike was quite interesting, but the frail human body was ultimately no match for it!"

Luo Tian's words instantly turned Yasuo's hope into despair, followed by a fury that seemed to burn with life itself.

The swordsman, known as the Gale Swordsman, drew the unsheathed blade that Luo Tian had cut down and rushed towards Luo Tian at lightning speed.

The greatsword clashed with the katana, and the demonic power of the Dark Ones eroded the swordsman's swordsmanship, but the swordsman with bloodshot eyes was no longer able to care about anything.

He swung his katana wildly, unleashing a storm of attacks that engulfed everything in the arena.

"Hehehe! Is this all there is to it?"

Luo Tian let out a classic villainous laugh, and the moment the giant sword slashed down, iron chains extended from the void.

"Fire Chains!"

At the same time, Yasuo, keenly aware of the terrifying creature hidden in the void, swung his katana and slashed down from the air.

"Face the storm!"

A wall of wind blocked the path of the fiery chains, slightly delaying the chains stained with karmic flames, before Yasuo easily dodged it.

"An interesting way of swordsmanship, but one has lost one's true self; not worth worrying about!"

The Darkin Blade slashed down, and the tremor in space easily locked down the distance Yasuo could use to maneuver.

Faced with the taunts of a powerful enemy, Yasuo, completely absorbed in the battle, calmed down. For a swordsman, blind, reckless attacks are only the beginning of defeat.

"Though I wander the world, I have never lost my true self!"

"The power of this sword grows stronger with each strike!"

The katana traced a perfect trajectory through the air, and every collision between the demon sword and the katana was so breathtaking, like the forging god Ornn striking an iron hammer, melting and reforging that broken soul.

The will that once belonged to the swordsman began to awaken amidst this thrilling battle, and the bewildered soul rediscovered the path of speed.

On the unsheathed blade, the mottled rust fell off with each impact, revealing the gleaming silver blade beneath.

With another collision, the sound of swords almost engulfed the entire arena. Yasuo's body was smashed away by the Darkin Blade, and his figure fell to the ground like a meteor.

Standing in the sky with the help of the Darkin's power, Luo Tian felt the increasingly dazzling Sword Dao Heart on the earth and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

The next moment, a whirlwind swept towards Luo Tian with a slash, as the Gale Swordsman unleashed a move called Gale Breath Slash.

At that moment, a clear and proud voice rang out amidst the storm.

"Go with the wind, but always be mindful of what's behind you!"

Chapter 85 Gale E Has a Way Home!

The sword energy from the Gale Strike slowly dissipated, and Yasuo gasped for breath.

With his unsheathed blade planted in the ground, he knelt on one knee, his expression solemn as he looked at the gradually subsiding storm before him.

The Gale Slash was the ultimate technique of the Wind Control Sword Art. This was the first time he had successfully unleashed the ultimate technique he had always dreamed of, which made his right hand tremble uncontrollably.

According to Elder Suma, this is the pinnacle of the Wind Control Sword Technique, a sword technique capable of both single-target and group attacks, and no one can withstand its sharpness under the Absolute Breath Slash.

Having achieved this, Yasuo was absolutely confident that he could kill the powerful figure wielding the demon sword.

His lips trembled slightly, and Yasuo spoke slowly in a hoarse voice:

"Brother, I've avenged you!"

"Oh? Is that really true?"

Amidst the storm, a calm voice slowly rang out.

The next moment, the enormous demonic sword unleashed a storm of sword energy, revealing Luo Tian inside, completely unharmed.

Looking at Yasuo kneeling on one knee not far away, Luo Tian's eyes flashed with satisfaction.

Under Luo Tian's deliberate guidance, he rediscovered his true self in battle and achieved a breakthrough in the realm of profound arts.

To put it simply, Luo Tian successfully fed Yasuo a wave of experience, allowing him to level up to level six.

This result was naturally very good for Luo Tian, ​​at least much better than the previous Gale Swordsman who didn't even know why he was killing.

"However! It still lacks something!"

Luo Tian chuckled and tossed away the demonic sword in his hand under Yasuo's wary gaze.

For others, wielding the Demon Sword and gaining the power of the Darkin is definitely an epic boost.

Darkin Blade, Chains of Hellfire, Shadow Charge, Death Slash, and the Great Annihilation that could return from death before it was weakened—these skills are powerful enough to push an ordinary person to a level comparable to a peak demigod.

With even a little bit of basic knowledge, one can achieve a level of divine power comparable to that of a weak god under Aatrox's blessing.

Furthermore, the enhancements from these skills do not diminish as one's strength increases. This means that even those with meager divine power comparable to vampire princes or abyss lords can gain a significant boost when wielding a demonic sword.

Such powerful equipment, comparable to a divine artifact, became a kind of constraint in Luo Tian's hands.

The reason for using the Demon Sword was to allow Yasuo to withstand repeated attacks during their battles.

Otherwise, if Luo Tian had used Soul-Sucking Strike, the normal battle would have ended long ago.

Now that the experience-feeding phase for Yasuo's leveling up is over, Luo Tian naturally no longer needs to restrict his actions.

With a gentle twist of his wrist, Luo Tian slowly walked towards Yasuo, who was kneeling on the ground, and said with a warm and friendly smile:

"As a Yasuo, if you dare to take Nasus's ultimate, you should be prepared to get hit by his Q!"

Just as Luo Tian opened his mouth, Yasuo, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly pulled out his unsheathed blade from the ground and slashed fiercely at Luo Tian, ​​letting out a sharp shout.

"Your strength is indeed formidable, but that does not mean you can easily humiliate me with such methods!"

Looking at the familiar Steel-Slicing Flash before him, Luo Tian's lips curled into a smile as he raised his right hand, which had gained a slight passive level, and slammed it down forward.

"Soul-draining Strike!"

As if all things were silent, the entire capital city seemed to tremble slightly for a moment.

The next moment, in the Gathering of Heroes Hall, a spacetime storm like a tsunami swept across the place, and the shattered space mixed with a large amount of space casually swallowed everything in sight like a wave.

As the waves surged, everything on the material plane was swallowed up by the shattered space.

Sword energy? Sword intent? Sword light? The so-called wind-controlling sword technique was completely wiped out by that simple and unadorned punch.

Yasuo, wielding his unsheathed blade, stood frozen in place.

The wind from his fist swept through, and behind him, the shattered space transformed into a vast, silent void that stretched for thousands of miles across the spatial plane.

All the powerful beings above the demigod level seemed to be able to see that in a certain space in the imperial capital, an incredibly terrifying ravine stretched for thousands of miles, swallowing everything like an abyss in the mortal world.

All was silent!

Inside the venue, Grandpa Qin stared wide-eyed, his trembling pupils reflecting the terrifying and perilous scene before him, a scene that seemed to threaten the end of the world.

That fragile heart even stopped beating for those few dozen seconds.

Even Qin, a demigod who had witnessed the fall of a true god, could not comprehend the horror before him.

This was beyond his comprehension; the malfunctioning brain and the stopped heart kept stimulating Grandpa Qin's ailing body.

"belch!"

Finally, Grandpa Qin rolled his eyes and fainted again.

Slowly retracting his outstretched right hand, Luo Tian calmly looked at Yasuo, whose movements were frozen in front of him.

The surrounding scenery was completely silent. Luo Tian's punch had no effect on the space itself, and apart from obliterating Yasuo's sword technique, it did not even cause any damage to the reality.

The shattered space began to repair itself under the influence of the world's rules, but the powerful aftershocks of the Soul-Sucking Strike made the shattered space seem to be separated from the entire world, with large areas of space cycling between collapse and repair.

Destruction and rebirth alternated constantly, and an apocalyptic scene unfolded behind Yasuo, as if he would fall into utter destruction if he took a single step back.

"Boring swordsmanship!"

Luo Tian casually snatched the unsheathed blade from Yasuo's hand without encountering any resistance. As his palm touched it, he could feel the trembling hands of the proud Wind Swordsman in front of him.

Faced with such destructive power, neither so-called saintly swordsmen nor ordinary mortals are any different from ants.

Looking at Yasuo in front of him, Luo Tian glanced at the unconscious Grandpa Qin and nodded slightly:

"Now, he still looks somewhat like a hero."