Chapter 452: Crazy and Insane

"Today is the day when Shushan and the human race will perish!"

The demon king groaned loudly.

He opened his arms to end this battle once and for all.

Countless demonic powers condensed majestically behind him, turning into a layer of fog that covered the sky and the sun, and went down, trying to engulf everyone.

"Hmph, I never thought that I could destroy Shushan a second time." The demon king said calmly with no expression on his face.

"Destroy it."

The demonic mist solidified and fell, melting everyone into it.

Xiang Wuhui raised his head and looked at this scene, the wild and unruly look in his eyes actually dissipated a little.

There was some indescribable indifference in his old eyes.

He looked around at Ni Shuang, Yan Ze, Jiang Yunqing, Ji Yao and others.

They are all friends of that boy.

But because of his wrong decision, he will now be buried here with himself...

Thinking of this, two words appeared in Xiang Wuhui's mind.

regret.

He regretted... that he shouldn't have been persuaded by that boy.

He should have always relied on his heart, strengthened his own ideas, suppressed the demon clan alone, sealed Shushan, and not allowed these young people to get involved.

He regrets...

He shouldn't have taught Su Ming the swordsmanship so that he could cultivate so successfully that he dared to stay here to fight against the demon lord, only to end up dying in vain.

He regretted even more that a hundred years ago, he did not give any advice to his senior brothers, which ultimately led to Li Xuan and Liu Die'er being forced into a desperate situation, slaughtering countless disciples, and attracting the demon king!

In his opinion, those bullshit etiquette and ancient laws passed down from the ancestors of Shushan are just tools to restrain people's hearts and are useless!

Senior brother Wei Tianhai regards it as the truth...

But at that time, Xiang Wuhui didn't speak and chose to remain silent.

He had the opportunity to prevent all the catastrophes caused.

But every time, he made the wrong decision.

Jiu Jianzun, who is used to seeing life and death, has long been numb to his own death.

But these young people are the hope of the human race.

How could we regard them as perishing along with us?

"I have no regrets. I have always had no regrets?"

he murmured to himself.

Jiu Jianzun drank a pot of top-quality daughter's red wine, feeling the aroma of the wine flowing into his limbs and bones, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

It seemed that the shackles of the sword realm were broken.

When the demon king heard this, a bit of laughter appeared in his eyes.

"Xiang Wugui, are you begging for mercy?" He smiled lightly, but he did not restrain himself from the killing move in his hand, but pressed it down more quickly!

Unparalleled pressure fell from the sky, causing turmoil in the world.

Xiang Wuhui had an expressionless face and remained silent.

People who seem free and easy are actually the least free and easy.

At this moment, his eyes recalled a girl.

Back then, he also had a confidante.

When Xiang Wuhui was young and went down the mountain to slay demons, he met a mortal girl who was a teacher.

The two fell in love at first sight.

But she got a strange disease and died prematurely.

Shushan Taoism can heal instantly, but it must not be used on mortals, otherwise it will destroy the barrier between the monk world and mortals.

Therefore, Xiang Wugui didn't take any action and just watched her die.

Even until her death, he never revealed his feelings.

Xiang Wuhui was only eighteen or nineteen years old at the time. Although he knew that the etiquette and laws of Shushan were bullshit, he still chose to abide by them.

Because at that time he was devoted to seeking Taoism and just wanted to explore the true essence of swordsmanship.

Once he deviates from Shushan's rules, Shushan will expel him from his master's school, and he will never have the chance to practice swords again.

Therefore, between love and sword, he chose the sword without any hesitation.

He regretted this incident.

regret!

Endless regrets!

There was coldness in Xiang Wuhui's eyes, which was a reproach to himself.

You can even say that you are not even as good as that boy Li Xuan!

After all, Li Xuan was able to decisively give up his kendo skills just to be with Liu Die'er!

How chic and wild this is!

Can……

Regret is regret.

If he had to do it again, he would still choose this way.

Because heaven and earth are ruthless.

There is always someone who needs to be the one to carry the beam, so that the world can be made less miserable.

Do you feel pain, regret, or suffering?

Of course there is pain, regret, and suffering!

But someone must bear it.

Regret, so what? !

At this moment, Xiang Wuhui more or less understood his senior brother's persistence.

It all boils down to two words, responsibility.

When the life and death of the people depend on your thoughts, you have to give up something.

One person's pain is insignificant compared to the pain of everyone in the world.

But this does not mean that Xiang Wuhui will become as stubborn as his senior brother.

He has decided to blaze a new path for Shushan, for the human race, and for sword cultivation.

Xiang Wuhui's eyes were clear, he raised his sword with one arm and pointed at the sky.

"I said...I regret it!"

The broken wooden sword in his hand trembled in awe.

Immediately, the terrifying sword energy turned into a phoenix flow and swept over, like a curtain dancing wildly for nine days!

The sword energy swept through the sky and covered the sky.

Only when you understand your regrets can you break and then stand up, then you will truly have no regrets!

His state of mind instantly became clear and transcended the realm of the venerable.

He actually...became a saint!

Unlike those who change jobs, monks in this world can increase their lifespan by a lot every time their cultivation level is improved.

Once you enter the holy realm, you can easily live for hundreds of years.

Moreover, they do not need experience points to upgrade, but can rely on "enlightenment".

After the realm is upgraded, the life span is nourished. Xiang Wuhui's appearance also becomes younger.

His white hair turns black, and he becomes a middle-aged swordsman.

Boom!

The next moment, Xiang Wuhui, the wine swordsman, holding a broken wooden sword, slanted up and killed into the sky!

He raised his head and drank a mouthful of strong liquor, his eyes flashing with brilliance!

He only heard him open his mouth and chant, his voice like a bell:

I am crazy and crazy, and I fly thousands of miles with my sword.

I lie on the clouds and forget the sword scriptures hundreds of times.

All the monsters rise up and come to the world? I think it's nonsense!

Drink Wuhui's heart-numbing wine, and dance with a long sword to cut the sky!

His dusty ancient robe turned into a shadow of sword energy and followed him across.

He only had one arm left, and his body was seriously injured and had not healed. He looked bloody, but he was very cool.

At this moment, his combat power was several times more terrifying than his previous peak period!

Knowing one's own insignificance, shouldering the great responsibility of heaven and earth, abandoning the small self to protect the human race, is the sword saint in the world!

Only by understanding this way can one break into the realm of sword saint in this world.

This sword is extremely powerful, and it actually shattered the space and arrived in an instant.

This sword turned into thousands of swords, and the light was brilliant.

The sky full of demon fog controlled by the demon king was cut into pieces and swallowed by the infinite sword light, and instantly dissipated into nothingness and annihilation.

Puff!

This sword directly slashed on the demon king's chest.

This sudden sword was really beyond expectations.

The demon king didn't have time to react, and was slashed back three steps. A wisp of purple demon blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the sword mark on his chest was hideous.

There was a bit of surprise in his eyes.

"You... have entered the holy realm!?"

Zi Tuo rarely showed such a misbehaving expression.

Because he was the monarch of the demon clan, what he represented was not himself, but the majesty of the entire demon clan.

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