These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

Pointing at the blade of the sword, he looked at Wei Tu.

"rise."

"bass!"

The sword turned horizontally out of thin air, and the tip of the sword seemed to be aimed at Wei Tu.

Then Bai Youwei clearly saw that it was clearly just one sword but it gradually spread out, turning into three swords of exactly the same size!All were aimed at Wei Tu.

"This is……"

"Three Immortal Swords."

Hearing the pale boy's answer, Lu Chengyuan was very satisfied.

"You have good knowledge. You will only have the opportunity to learn this sword when you reach the Dragon Slaying Realm. Unfortunately, your master has no chance to teach you. You have no chance to escape. Once the Three Immortal Sword is released, unless you can catch it with hard power, you will never die until you die. They will follow you. You who are in the Fusion Realm, how do you break it?"

Lu Chengyuan couldn't help laughing.

Those glaring scars are even more ugly and terrifying.

"One sword will pierce your eyebrows, come out from the back of your head, but will not pass through, and the next two will be in your heart and lute bone. But it will not let you die immediately, you will be clear To feel the pain and to see how my life melted away little by little."

As if he could already meet such a scene, Lu Chengyuan raised his head morbidly.

"Hahahahaha... Refreshing! Refreshing! I have been waiting for 12 years! Twelve years!"

He lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and stared at Wei Tu, who was breathing unevenly, with bloodshot eyes.

"First you, then Lu Qingyan. I will bring back what I lost, and I will make them pay for what hurt me! I will dig that old man's grave! I will make Yuan Jianzong my court! Tu, you are the first person I killed in 12 years, you should be honored!"

Wei Tu looked at him, then leaned against the tree, as if giving up resistance.

Then he twitched the corner of his mouth.

"I've been a turtle for 12 years, and it took a lot of effort to kill me. How could you kill my master? Lu Chengyuan, the saddest thing for a person is to have desires for things that you can't get at all, so you deserve to be a turtle all your life."

"Die to me! Go!"

The Three Immortals Sword was launched suddenly, like a ray of light, a burst of afterimages, Bai Youwei had no time to react in the moment of shuttle.

"No...! Wei Tu!!"

Bai Youwei pulled up her legs and wanted to run over, but she was so anxious that she staggered, but blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

All he could do was watch the sword fly away.

He flew towards the white-clothed boy, his hair was disheveled, and he was in an unprecedented embarrassment. After so many battles, he rushed forward without taking a break.

Between eyebrows.

chest.

Lutebone!

The three positions are impartial!

He was literally going to be impaled!

Lu Chengyuan laughed wildly and loudly, and even burst into tears, as if all the humiliation of the past 12 years had been released at this moment.

No...can't be completely released, there is still Lu Qingyan...and her!

In Lu Chengyuan's eyes, the three swords were about to pierce Wei Tu.

His smile is almost at its peak.

Then stop.

He stopped awkwardly.

Because what he saw at this time was absolutely unbelievable, it was simply a hallucination.

"what……"

He actually saw the young man in white leaning against the tree. He just closed his eyes and then got up. Instead of avoiding it, he took a step towards the Three Immortal Sword.

Then he stretched out his hand as if calm and breezy.

Holding the sword that stabbed between his eyebrows, the remaining two swords dissipated in his chest.

Like a puff of smoke.

Bai Youwei seemed to have seen a ghost, she didn't even care about the blood at the corner of her mouth.

How is this possible? In her opinion, this is a fundamentally impossible thing. How can Wei Tu perform miracles in this regard? !

"This is impossible! This is impossible!!"

Lu Chengyuan was about to go crazy. He had endured it for so long, and had waited patiently for the past few days when he arrived at the Hundred Thousand Demon Mountain. How could he use such a method to crack his ultimate move? !

This is the Three Immortal Sword!It's not an arrow shot by an ordinary hunter!

Wei Tu held the sword, then looked at Lu Chengyuan. ,

"Well, you said that you can only resolve it positively if you have enough hard power. I resolved it, so I have better hard power than you. Is there any objection?"

"This is impossible! You are just a fusion realm!"

Lu Chengyuan's eyes seemed to pop out.

And Wei Tu smiled palely.

"Sorry, I'm in the Dragon Slaying Realm."

Lu Chengyuan looked at Wei Tu carefully, then shook his head in horror.

"No... Impossible... I've seen it, you were still in a fusion state just now! You are clearly a fusion state!!"

Wei Tu nodded with a smile.

"What you saw just now is indeed in the fusion state, but I am indeed in the dragon-slaying state now. In fact, I can go to the dragon-slaying state before I came here, but just to deal with this situation, I suppressed the state at any time. Breakthrough. Extra preparation is enough. Look, Lu Chengyuan, you are not as strong as my master, and you are not even as scheming as her apprentice...how do you take revenge?"

"No...no...no!!"

Lu Chengyuan roared as if he was about to rush forward.

But Wei Tu made a simple movement, he held Lu Chengyuan's Three Immortal Sword, and then threw it in the opposite direction.

"puff!"

Lu Chengyuan clearly saw the sword flying towards him, but he couldn't do anything.

He watched helplessly as the sword pierced his chest.

"boom!"

The sword carried Lu Chengyuan until it hit the mountain wall behind him.

Lu Chengyuan, who lost all his blood in an instant, couldn't lift up any strength.

Because this sword pierced his heart, not only could he not mobilize his inner breath, but even his life was passing away little by little.

Wei Tu breathed a sigh of relief.

Then firmly, step by step, he walked in front of Lu Chengyuan, a step away.

Looking at Lu Chengyuan's gradually despairing face.

He said with a smile.

"There's one thing you did wrong."

Blood oozed from the corner of Lu Chengyuan's mouth, and he smiled miserably.

"Lu Qingyan is really lucky to have an apprentice like you."

Wei Tu shook his head, "This is not the fault."

"what is that?"

Wei Tu's smile at this time was like a devil. Looking at Lu Chengyuan, he didn't mind telling a fact that made Lu Chengyuan more painful at this time.

"Actually, you shouldn't have killed your master in the first place."

"That's my only chance!"

Lu Chengyuan stretched his neck and used his last strength to refute Wei Tu.

Wei Tu shook his head.

"I've read all the records about Xiaoyuan Peak in the Cangjing Pavilion. Xiaoyuan Peak's swordsmanship can't soar at all. God-watching state is Xiaoyuan Peak's final destination, so even if you don't kill him, during that ascension, you Master... will die as well."

"..."

Lu Chengyuan opened his mouth wide and looked at Wei Tu in disbelief.

Wei Tu looked at Lu Chengyuan with a smile, and continued to kill people in his desperate and regretful eyes, saying every word.

"So the biggest difference is that if you kill him, you will be killed by Lu Qingyan, and you will be reduced to this point. But if you don't kill him...he will still die in that ascension. You just need to be patient and slowly Plan, Lu Qingyan may be plotted to death by you. When you choose the former, you will definitely fail."

"No...it's not like this, it's not like this...no...it's...this...like..."

With Lu Chengyuan's last remorse and widened eyes, the blood sprayed more and more until his eyes lost their luster.

He could still hear Wei Tu's words.

"Until now, you still only think about the regret that you didn't succeed, and that 20 years of parenting was fed to the dog?"

Lu Chengyuan's blood-red eyes lost their spirit, as if he could no longer see Wei Tu.

But he saw a hale and hearty old man walking towards him with slightly lame steps.

Lu Chengyuan opened his pale lips.

"Master..."

Tears flowed down my face.

The old man stretched out his fingers and touched his forehead.

"Chengyuan, do you remember the ancestral training of the master?"

"Disciple remember..."

Lu Chengyuan's eyes were blurred.

The old man nodded.

"Read it to me."

Lu Chengyuan opened his lips, trembling.

"Respect the master... help fellow students... straighten the way... get rid of evil..."

Seeing the shadow of the old man moving away little by little, Lu Chengyuan couldn't help crying.

"Master...don't abandon me...Master..."

The old man stopped suddenly, turned his head, and looked at himself in surprise.

"Chengyuan...how did you become like this?"

"Master...!!"

Like a wanderer thousands of miles away from home, finally found a home.

He wanted to hold the old man's hand, just like when he took himself up the mountain.

He would smile and point his eyebrows to make himself more energetic.

He would tell himself to be normal and not to be competitive.

He would comfort himself, if he didn't practice the sword well today, he would come back tomorrow...

But... there is no tomorrow.

"Master...I want to go home..."

Lu Chengyuan closed his eyes, tears drenched his gradually cooling chest.

Wei Tu slightly closed his eyes.

"boom."

He collapsed to the ground.

He did manage to break through in such a short period of time, but the result was obvious, he didn't even have the strength to support it.