bookandnovel Chapter 265 Sun Qingyi’S Fatal Weakness
Chapter 265 Sun Qingyi’S Fatal Weakness
Sun Qingyi could no longer hold the sword, as if he had an extremely rough road ahead of him.
The glory of the Wei Daosun family burst out in an instant at this moment, and that extremely pure appearance seemed to completely dissipate.
This is an appearance that has never been seen before. As everything around it has dissipated, such extremely unimaginable existences appear one after another after this.
It seems that unprecedented fear has emerged in it, and it seems that in this black wall, everyone is beginning to be close to suffocation.
Draw the sword, breathe... cut it down, and put the sword away.
The memory gradually blurred, as if something unprecedented had appeared in the black wall, and everything had become completely different.
Everything around him has begun to manifest unprecedented changes along with the changes that have evolved there.
It seems that the existences that emerge one after another in it, and everything in it, are no longer as different from what suddenly appears in it.
He was fearful, even fearful, as if he had already been declaring the difference, as the surroundings fell into despair.
But in front of him were thousands of broken finger remains...
They were corpses, corpses of so-called demons and so-called evil spirits. It seemed that Sun Qingyi was just the child of his family.
Everything in it has begun to gradually transform, and this kind of evolution with magical powers is different.
Now he was just describing the results of everything in it. Just like this, his hands even began to gradually tremble.
The only ones after that have become unprecedentedly tyrannical at this moment, gradually emerging from it.
Sun Qingyi drew his sword, but it was so powerless. Among the broken limbs and the sea of blood, he kept struggling.
"To defend the Tao means to defend the Tao with one's body. Without such awareness, one will die in the future."
As the last sound emerged, it was a kind of tyranny that had never been seen before, and the differences seemed to be gradually revealed in it.
From that moment on, everyone came one after another, and everything among them was destroyed at this moment.
Despite his father's teachings, what appeared in front of Sun Qingyi was his father who had been cut into pieces!
The dripping blood filled the surroundings, seeming to tell an unprecedented past, as if everything had changed from this moment on.
Everything after that gradually emerged from it. With such power of existence, all will had already been lost.
At this moment, the demon-slaying knife that Sun Qingyi clenched seemed to be rusty. Madara Madara, the differences that emerged in it turned out to be one after another.
Having such tyranny seems to illustrate the difference and the evil in it time and time again.
This kind of existence seems to have been under all the fighting in that episode, but at this moment, Sun Qingyi once again turned under the light of the sword, and it turned out...
The response shattered?!
At this moment, Sun Qingyi stared blankly at the broken demon-slaying knife in his hand, his eyes full of disbelief and the final hesitation.
With such power fluctuations, what is caused is ultimate damage, which is also an irreversible existence.
"Qingyi, in the end, the demon slayer died in the enemy's swords. This is Jianghu, and this is the Sun family of Wei Dao.
As his father's last words slowly fell, almost at this moment, Sun Qingyi's tight string was destroyed again in an instant.
After such ultimate destruction, what can be left, the annihilation of the past, or the end of death.
When everything becomes extreme, when everything has come to an end and is ultimately fatal. But it was the corpses that were getting up one after another.
"Where there are people, there are always evil people. Your sword will never stop. Even if it is broken, you will still kill!"
At that moment, in that moment, Sun Qingyi hurriedly waved the broken knife, and with countless blood rushing towards his face, everything was no longer important.
It's all kinds of things emerging from it, layer upon layer, emerging one after another from this moment on.
It seems to be telling the existence within it, under that ultimate power, what else should exist or should be annihilated.
The power released one after another has already shown its uselessness after that. In this continuous existence, it seems that there is no end in sight.
The knife was swung out again and again, as if the surrounding corpses were being cut through or even cut off like pieces of tofu, with no trace of them able to resist.
Just like this, everything after that has been released one after another. Everything after that has already been so useless. Everything in it is at this moment!
There will be no pause in slashing, every sword, every slash is like this!
In the fog that filled the sky, in Sun Qingyi's eyes, everything seemed to be gradually collapsing, but the gathering fog completely swallowed his figure.
Everything he has in it comes out one after another as if it lives up to its existence. This is what he needs and everything he can do.
This kind of fighting is undoubtedly what happened one after another at this moment, and even more so, his state of mind has become unimportant. Even crashed one after another.
"Then what is the end of your sword practice?"
The old voice reappeared precisely at this moment, and the thick fog gathering around seemed to become chains, completely restraining Sun Qingyi from drawing the sword at this moment.
Even the last moment of the sword had turned into the last ashes and dissipated.
"To defend the Dao, to kill all the demons."
Sun Qingyi was on the verge of madness, his black hair dancing wildly, as if everything in front of him was a demon. As he continued to fight, the light of the last knife gradually dissipated.
From that moment on, everything became useless. But at that moment, a figure gradually emerged and completely collapsed Sun Qingyi.
His father's figure was still so majestic, and the demon-slaying knife that his father slowly held seemed to be facing Sun Qingyi.
"There is only one generation of demon slayers, so the previous generation must either be killed or abolished."
The father's solemn voice fell slowly. At this moment, just like that moonlit night many years ago, it was that knife.
From that moment on, Sun Qingyi became the strongest demon slayer of the Sun family in this generation after completely destroying his father.
He seemed to have used his emotions and everything to become the last demon-slayer in the demon-slaying sword.
But at this moment, returning to that moonlit night again, at this moment, my father's posture, father's breathing, and even the knife were all exactly the same.
The knife in Sun Qingyi's hand was trembling at this moment...