Chapter 1252

Chen Qingzi practiced all his life. There was only one way before he merged with the nether way!

This way is not the way of hell.

In fact, after betraying the Ming sect, he has abandoned his own Ming Dao, which has not been rebuilt for many years, so from beginning to end, his Dao... Runs through ancient and modern times, only... Kendo!

Everything is on the wooden sword in his hand. He pursues this sword all his life and only walks once in a lifetime.

So even if he later merged with Ming Dao, it was more just borrowing. Kendo was everything to him, and the material of this wooden sword that had been with him for a long time was very ordinary.

To be exact, it's a wooden monument, a memorial tablet.

In his life, he saw only the soul, the doomed wife who painted the face of the afterlife with his own hands. This is her memorial tablet. Whether the emergence of this soul is a conspiracy or an accident, these are not important. After all... After the reincarnation of this future, it is destined to be the soul of his wife, and the smoke disappears.

Although it was not all for this reason that he defected from the Ming sect, the soul was ultimately a starter and deeply buried in his heart. For many years, it had not dissipated. Therefore, after defecting from the Ming sect, he went to the Weiyang clan, stood in front of the memorial tablet of the wisp of soul before his death, and took the tablet away after a long silence.

Since then, he has a wooden sword beside him.

This sword has accompanied him to this day, and in his gaze, he can't distinguish what Tao He is. Maybe it's really one of the swords, because he realized three levels on this wooden sword.

The first is the body of the wooden sword, which can fight thousands of times and be invincible.

The second is to melt the soul. When its power explodes several times, it can ignore all Tao and kill all.

As for the third form, or the third form, chenqingzi only appeared in his mind, never in the world.

He called this third form... Memory.

Although the name is a memory, it has nothing to do with time, or even has nothing to do with it at all, because this third form... Although it has never been shown, it has emerged in his heart for several times, each time it makes his killing thoughts rise to an indescribable level.

So, it should be killing Dao.

Chen Qingzi murmured and stared at the wooden sword in front of him. Looking at the sword at this moment, a layer of wooden skin appeared on it. Finally, a killing intention that made the starry sky tremble and weiyangzi's expression change suddenly erupted from the sword.

This killing can disturb all sides.

This killing can shake the stars.

This kill can blur the universe!

"In my whole life, my memories... Are all about killing." Chen Qingzi murmured and did not look at weiyangzi. Instead, he stared at the wooden sword, raised his hand and gently held it. He walked forward and waved his sword at will, forming a sword that made the starry sky seem dark in an instant, and only the light of this sword shone.

Toward the look has changed, weiyangzi, who lost his voice and exclaimed, suddenly fell.

"This is... What Dao? Kendo? No! Kill Dao? No!" Weiyangzi's heart roared, which was the first time he had an unprecedented sense of crisis since he fought with chenqingzi.

Even if his second head was monstrous, even if his cultivation and combat power were much stronger than before, at this moment, he went backwards for the first time.

"Before worshiping the Ming sect, my parents died in the war, and I worshiped the sect to learn the art of killing..." ignoring weiyangzi's retreat and dodge, chenqingzi still murmured, his voice was low, which seemed to resonate with the avenue, echoing in all directions. Even the black fish of the heavenly way of the Ming sect and the golden beetle of the heavenly way of Weiyang also trembled and looked frightened.

An inexplicable danger made them tremble in their hearts.

"After learning art, I will kill!"

"I killed a battalion, an army and a country, and I was buried with my parents." Chenqingzi's voice was clearly low and slow. Every word of the words that could be spoken seemed to form a towering pressure, which made the Tao of heaven retreat and weiyangzi's evasion continue, but he couldn't completely avoid it after all. At the moment when chenqingzi's words came out and took the third step, a sword gas directly fell on him.

In the roar, under the strong crisis of life and death, weiyangzi raised his right hand, and his arm instantly atomized, emitting bursts of clouds and changes. But before the Tao contained in his arm was completely displayed, the sword Qi had come, and in a flash, weiyangzi's right hand collapsed and exploded directly.

The sudden pain made weiyangzi's face change rapidly. Although the new arm grew out in the spread of the storm, the danger of life and death still made weiyangzi go backwards again.

"Then, I met my mentor, was enlightened by him, put down the butcher's knife, and worshipped the Ming sect..."

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"In the netherworld sect, I ferry the dead, which seems pure and good, and walk for the reincarnation of the way of heaven, but in fact... This is still killing, but this time, it is killing the soul!" Chenqingzi smiled, but there was no emotional fluctuation in this smile. The wooden sword in his hand, with his words, was already cold in the starry sky. A sword swept over, and weiyangzi made a sad sound. The arm of the wind that he had just grown collapsed again!

"What the hell is this!!" Weiyangzi's scalp was numb. He had seen that at the moment, chenqingzi's state was very strange. It seemed that he was here, but in fact it seemed that he was not there, and the magic power he had developed could not be affected. However, each sword of the other party had brought him an indescribable crisis.

"I'm tired of it. The disappearance of the wife of the afterlife makes me want to subvert my life, so I betrayed the Ming sect. In that war, I was still killing my former fellow disciples of the Ming sect and the invasion of the Weiyang clan..."

"I thought that this war was over, and I wouldn't kill anymore. I didn't expect... In the universe of Weiyang nationality, I actually have memories, memories of mingzong, memories of little younger martial brother, memories of master..."

"Memories are like poisons, like poisonous insects, devouring everything I have. The only solution... Is to kill!" Chen Qingzi looked calm, but his words made everyone who heard them tremble in his heart. One after another, the sword Qi erupted endlessly.

At a critical juncture, weiyangzi pinched his hands. Now his hands are the last two of his six arms. One hand is thundering, and the other hand is growing, like a black hole, containing the meaning of devouring.

At this moment, the thunder broke out, devouring the sky, and more demonic Qi turned into demons, such as demon gods coming, emerging behind them, as if to suppress everything.

In the roar, with the arrival of the sword Qi, the devil's shadow trembled, and each sword Qi tore it a lot, and the weiyangzi himself in it also kept retreating, and there was a crazy idea in his eyes.

"I kill thousands of families, I kill Weiyang, I kill God generals, I kill God emperors!"

"A hundred years, a thousand years, tens of thousands of years!"

"But why, my heart is still being poisoned, why, I'm still remembering... In order to melt the way of heaven of the Ming sect, I killed all souls, in order to reach the peak, I killed the master, now... I killed the living world, all obstacles, Weiyang emperor!" Chenqingzi suddenly raised his head, and the wooden sword in his hand had reached an indescribable level of surprise at this moment. Even cracks appeared on it, as if it was unbearable. With the wave of chenqingzi's head, the sword fell down with a bang.

A more violent and endless sword gas than before, cut down in an instant, and directly fell on the shadow of weiyangzi. The shadow collapsed in an instant. Between the cracks, the sword gas flashed, and never swept across Yangzi's neck.

Instantly... Weiyangzi devil's head collapsed!

Left hand thunder, collapse!

Right hand devours, collapses!

His body... Collapsed!

"I'm chenqingzi. Do you know what my Tao is?" The starry sky was dead, only Chen Qingzi lowered his head and whispered.

The wooden sword in his hand was broken inch by inch and scattered around him. It looked like a lotus from a distance.