Chapter 429 Sorry, I don’t want to give you this qualification
"I will die without regrets if I can fight you at the end of my life!"
The sharp sword energy burst out in all directions, and the expression on the face of Sword God Cao Xu showed a kind of morbid fanaticism.
A faint blood light burned on his body, rendering his entire body a strange scarlet color.
The blades of the double swords, forged from an unknown material, flashed with a pure black color filled with a sense of desolation, as if they were dyed with thick ink.
The two swords slashed down, and the sword intent surged like the Yangtze River, and like a mountain collapsing in an instant.
Long-lost memories are reviving, those were the good times when he was still a player.
The timidity and fear when first entering the dungeon;
The joy of fighting alongside temporary teammates;
After meeting Lu Wenwu and being taken away, he received a heaven-defying reward for the first time, and his life has since turned around;
After soaring to the sky, the road ahead is smooth and you are respected everywhere
His life force plummeted in an instant, but the energy from his two swords became increasingly condensed and terrifying.
Cao Xu recalled the past and integrated all his energy, spirit, and lifelong learning into this attack, almost bursting out with power far beyond his current level.
The expression on his face became more and more fanatical.
At that very moment, when he was determined to die and was about to make a glorious farewell as a warrior in the battle, his warrior heart, which had been cracked for many years, suddenly solidified again and burst out with a light that was brighter than before.
If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening.
In order to take one last look at the peak of power at the last moment of his life, Cao Xu gave his all and sublimated himself to the utmost, drawing his sword towards the man he once admired the most.
This is to express one's will through death and to live towards death.
Once again possessing the courage to burn his boats and the pride to draw his sword against the stronger, the heart of a warrior is naturally recast.
"open!"
Cao Xu roared, and the sword intent that had already materialized rose again from the pinnacle realm and touched the realm of law.
All things are connected to God!
The accumulation of more than 800 years was completely sublimated at the moment when he burned his essence, energy and spirit, finally allowing him to briefly enter a state that was almost god-like.
Lu Wenwu was very familiar with the law that stained his sword - killing.
This is also the power of law that people who use swords can access the most, and it is also one of the laws that best match it.
With Lu Wenwu's experience and understanding, if he wanted to understand the law of killing, he didn't need to practice skill proficiency.
The bloody evil energy accumulated in the endless sea of blood alone is enough to easily push him to the point of touching the domain.
However, Lu Wenwu himself had no interest in killing.
Just because he kills a lot doesn't mean he likes it.
His favorite is always the egg-filled pancake.
Even the purity, which ranks second, is provided for the purpose of making more delicious egg-filled pancakes.
"Niu Niu, this is the last time I will call you this."
Looking calmly at the powerful sword that was slashing towards him, there was a hint of relief in Lu Wenwu's eyes.
But more of it is disappointment and regret.
The little gangster who was once filled with fear but still dared to ride a motorcycle alone into the polluted base to lure monsters, cursing at everyone, has now obtained the admission ticket to the realm of godhood.
Even the appearance of the two machetes has not changed, they are still the same as before.
But his heart and his path have changed.
He is no longer the same person he was back then.
As early as the moment Cao Xu chose to integrate into this world and become one of the "gods", his ties with the past had been completely severed by himself, and he could never go back to the past.
"I haven't seen you for many years, and you've made progress."
Lu Wenwu's eyes became dull, and he still stood proudly in the air with his arms folded, without any intention of taking action.
"pity."
The terrifying black cross shattered his voice, and the sharp whistling of the blade tearing through the air pierced his eardrums.
Even those guys who were members of the Eternal Council were shocked by what was happening before their eyes.
In their eyes, that old man who had barely squeezed in and gained the qualification, who was usually inconspicuous, could actually unleash an attack of such intensity?
This kind of attack intensity has probably already entered the realm of [All Laws are Connected to God]!
Seeing that Lu Wenwu had no intention of resisting, the other people in the Eternal Council couldn't help but feel a little agitated.
Especially the Sword God, he had already begun to secretly rejoice at Lu Wenwu's arrogance.
He could see how powerful Cao Xu's attack was.
Even if he tried his best to resist head-on, he might still be seriously injured by one blow.
The strong ones who have stepped into the realm of becoming gods in the human world are still in the realm of humans and have not yet truly taken that step.
You will still die and you will still get hurt.
Without transforming into a ten-thousand-meter-long dragon, how could a weak human body remain unscathed from being hit head-on by such an attack?
The next moment, what no one expected was that Lu Wenwu really did not make any defense.
The black cross was like the god of death's scythe, slashing directly at Lu Wenwu's head.
"boom!"
There was a violent roar and a terrifying wave burst out in all directions in an instant.
The invisible sword intent exploded, and countless areas of the only remaining Zulong Building were penetrated in an instant.
The wound that cut through the building material was actually thinner than paper, and the surrounding area was surprisingly sharp!
The office machinery placed next to it seemed to have entered a shredder, being cut into pieces in an instant, and then turned into smooth-cut fragments that were neatly scattered on the ground.
A figure flew backwards in the aftermath.
If it’s not Cao Xu, then who else could it be?
At this time, his face was already as pale as gold paper, and blood was flowing out of his mouth, nose, ears and eyes.
He slammed back heavily into the Zulong Building, and the violent impact force penetrated more than ten floors in a row, almost breaking the entire building in half!
The two swords that had gleamed with cold light were now reduced to two broken ends on the handles.
Countless metal fragments from the shattered blade flew everywhere, no less than a large missile exploding in mid-air.
Cao Xu was lying in the ruins, his arms twisted at a strange angle, and his life force was continuously fading.
The powerful aura that was previously comparable to that of a mortal god has plummeted, and is even inferior to the strength of an ordinary A-level cultivator.
Lu Wenwu was still standing in the air with his arms folded, unharmed!
Not to mention a cut on his forehead, not even the corner of his clothes was wrinkled.
Everyone in the Eternal Council was shocked.
Especially the Sword God, who was theoretically the strongest, the little flame of "hope" that had just emerged in his heart was ruthlessly extinguished, and he no longer had the desire to draw his sword against Lu Wenwu.
The overwhelming sense of strength made him despair.
Lu Wenwu was like a wall of sighs, a natural barrier, standing quietly in front of him.
The other party did nothing, but that powerful feeling made it impossible for people to have any thoughts of resistance.
As both of them were gods from the mortal world, was the gap between them really so hopeless?
The Sword God subconsciously tightened the hilt of the sword he had been holding tightly in his hand, as if the alloy sword that had accompanied him for many years since he became a "god" could bring him a sense of comfort and a tiny bit of peace of mind.
Lu Wenwu looked at the figure that had been smashed into the building, completely ignoring the other members of the Eternal Council. He calmly said the second half of his unfinished sentence.
"What a shame. You're over eight hundred years late."
"Huh"
Cao Xu uttered a few breaths, as if he wanted to say something.
But his collapsed chest and gradually weakening life force could no longer support him to do this. This broken body that had undergone multiple reinforcements and transformations had reached its limit.
The pre-set adrenaline and nanomedicinal drugs were injected in an attempt to forcibly snatch a soul from the hands of the god of death.
But he had already burned out his energy and put his entire body at risk. How could these two small tubes of ordinary medicine save him?
At best, it can only make it last a few more minutes.
Lu Wenwu's mind moved slightly, and the auspicious clouds under his feet carried his body to move in the air, and he came above Cao Xu, watching him struggling to get up.
"Why."
The enhanced lungs, which were barely repaired by the nanomedicine, allowed him to regain a little bit of language ability.
But the sound was extremely weak.
If Lu Wenwu's physical fitness had not been incredibly strong, he might not have been able to hear this tiny sound.
"Why don't you do it?"
The old face revealed intense pain and sorrow, with faint tears running down the countless grooves and scars, dripping from cheeks that looked like dry bark.
"Kill me with your fist."
"I refuse."
The emotion that had previously been revealed in Lu Wenwu's eyes had long since disappeared.
Now, his heart was calm and cold.
The old friend is gone.
The person in front of him now was nothing more than a walking corpse bearing his name, a living puppet.
Now, after burning everything, the sword god Cao Xu has unleashed a blow comparable to that of a god in the world, but he is not as good as the young man who stood trembling in front of Ye Hongyuan with two machetes in his hands.
"Why!"
Veins were bulging on Cao Xu's neck. He almost used up all his strength and roared hysterically.
Lu Wenwu looked at him expressionlessly and uttered three words lightly: "You don't deserve it."
“Huh!”
Cao Xu's eyes, which had already become somewhat cloudy, widened in an instant, and he looked at Lu Wenwu with bloodshot eyes.
At this moment, he felt intensely humiliated and an astonishing anger burst out in his heart.
Why!
Why don't you let me die in your hands!
Why don't you fight back!
Why don't you let me die in battle, like a true warrior!
But now, he could no longer utter any words to question Lu Wenwu.
His life was slipping away and was about to come to an end.
"As the ancients said: If you are poor, you should take care of yourself; if you are rich, you should help the world."
"The greatest warrior is one who serves his country and his people, who dares to be the first in the world and who dares to die for the world."
"To strengthen my body, I opened a boxing school to teach boxing."
"We must serve the country and the people."
"Don't be arrogant and overbearing, but have the courage to stand up to the powerful."
"Don't be arrogant or domineering. When you see injustice, help others."
“Don’t bully the weak; protect the weak from being bullied.”
"As a warrior, one should cultivate the righteous spirit of heaven and earth, develop an indestructible physique, forge an unyielding spirit, and cultivate a chivalrous heart dedicated to one's country and people."
"If you are still a warrior, I will not begrudge the wishes of my old friend, and will do my utmost to help you escape from the cage and shackles."
"But you! In these eight hundred years, which one have you accomplished?"
"For over eight hundred years, you've called yourself a 'god,' colluding with these despicable creatures, willingly falling into depravity, watching the suffering of all living things from a high position with a smile. How can you, then, have the dignity to die at the hands of my fists?"
Having said that, Lu Wenwu leaned down and looked at Cao Xu with undisguised disgust in his eyes.
"Killing you would dirty my fists and insult my boxing skills."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Xu's eyes widened again, his chest suddenly raised, and his eyeballs trembled at an abnormal speed.
The next second, a stream of blood suddenly gushed out of his mouth, his body fell back, and his life force disappeared in an instant.
Anger attacks the heart, causing qi and blood to flow backwards, cutting off the heart meridians and causing death.
There is usually only one reason for this tragedy.
Go astray and become obsessed.
At the last moment of his life, Lu Wenwu's words completely shattered the warrior's heart, which was barely held together, not perfect at all, and not harmonious enough.
Cao Xu originally thought that he had burned everything and touched the end of human martial arts, touched the supreme temple, and was able to peek at the scene through the crack in the door, which made him die without regrets.
Being able to die at the peak of his life at the hands of someone he once admired is an extremely romantic way to die, and it is the perfect ending to his life.
Unfortunately, not only did Lu Wenwu not give him this opportunity, but with just a few words, he made his mood fall from great joy to great sorrow.
Great ups and downs, great sorrow and joy.
Cao Xu died here in such a cowardly way, in a way he least wanted to see.
The law of dream appeared in Lu Wenwu's eyes.
That special vision that divided heaven and earth into two worlds appeared before his eyes.
With just a thought, the face of the soul that had just emerged automatically due to the death of the physical body showed an extreme fear, as if it could sense that it was about to face a disaster.
But it doesn't make sense.
Cao Xu's soul shattered in a silent scream.
The fire of sin burned fiercely, igniting from every piece of soul fragment, completely burning it into nothingness.
It is not a virtual soul core composed of data, but a soul in the true sense!
Lu Wenwu watched all this with an expressionless face, witnessing the last piece of debris being burned into nothingness. The whole process went so smoothly that nothing strange happened.
Cao Xu was completely dead, even his soul was wiped out, his death was extremely clean.
But Lu Wenwu could clearly feel that he was not completely dead on another level.
There is still an inexplicable force between this world, which records his soul data completely, just like the virtual digital soul core.
Maybe in the eyes of others, he is not really dead yet.
At least that's what the Ancestral Dragon, who was looking down through the crack, thought.
(End of this chapter)
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