Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 594

[Chapter 594 The last question]

Join the enemy and keep the foundation of the sect.

In exchange for the death of two people and the humiliation of one person, the entire sect had a chance to breathe.

It’s better to be broken than broken, it’s just a slogan that sounds better.

The three of them knew very well that if they really fought with the major forces of Qingping College and the people of the ‘Splintered Sword Sect’, what they would get in the end would be the destruction of the entire sect, the destruction of tens of thousands of disciples, and The storyteller’s talk after dinner…

That’s all.

What he got was that the Thousand-year-old inheritance of Wen Jianzong was cut off, and since then, there was no Wen Jian in the world.

“The sect was facing difficulties that day. We have long known that with the participation of the Northern Territory super sects, we have little chance of winning. We must count the worst outcome. In order to enhance the combat power, Shishu Shu did not hesitate to cultivate.” Ten dead and no life to solve the sword, and finally reached the realm of Wuhuang. In the battle that day, the four sword cultivators of the ‘Split Heaven Sword Sect’ were defeated in a row, and they were invincible. This kind of price can be regarded as a shock to those aloof sword cultivators. Forcing them to seek other ways has created the most basic possibility for future plans.”

Tang Folei said quietly.

Ding Hao was shocked.

‘Ten Dead No Life Unraveling Sword Dafa’ is a very terrifying taboo practice of Wen Jianzong. For thousands of years, almost no one has practiced it. Although it can make a person’s strength skyrocket in a short period of time. Ten times, but the defect is fatal – after successful cultivation, you will undoubtedly die within ten days.

Abandoned Qingshan practiced this technique, no wonder he was able to defeat the four peak-level sword cultivators with one enemy and four on the same day.

But that kind of brilliance is only for a moment and cannot last.

It turned out that from the very beginning, Abandoning Qingshan was determined to die.

“This plan is not a temporary idea. After the mountain gate was besieged and Lu Xiongfei came to the gate and posted the battle post, the head of Jianyi, the uncle Qingshan and I discussed secretly again and again, tried every possible way to ask a big sect for help, and We have prepared for the worst… We pin our hopes on you, and hope that you disciples who enter the ‘Battle of the Hundred Saints’ can get the chance to practice incognito and do asceticism, and one day, you can finally revive the sect.” Tang Fo Lei said with a little excitement: “I didn’t expect that this day would come so quickly, it seems that God still has pity on I Wen Jianzong. In the future, with you as the head, I can guarantee Wen Jianzong will stand for thousands of years.”

Ding Hao sighed silently.

Things are exactly as I guessed.

“Okay, now it’s your turn to tell me, Ding Hao, how did you guess the truth?” Tang Folei said curiously: “This matter, in this world, no one but me should know about it. .”

Ding Hao looked at him and said earnestly, “You don’t need to guess at all, because I remember Tang Fo Lei, who is unselfish and unselfish. Although his character is a little cold and old-fashioned, he is definitely not the kind of person who will defect to the enemy and betray his family.”

The intuition on the seventh floor of the ‘Victory Word Jue’, plus the experience after coming to Wen Jianzong, the well-preserved mountain gate, the integrity of the elites of the sect held in the blood prison, and various signs, all explain everything, if Without being blindfolded by the hatred on the surface, you can imagine what kind of price Tang Folei, the puppet leader, paid to protect the sect to the greatest extent.

Tang Fo was stunned for tears, and the corners of his eyes were a little wet.

He was already ready to die and die forever, but he never thought that at this time, the person who should kill him the most would trust him so much!

The word trust is an unimaginable extravagance for him today.

But he really got it.

“Okay, okay, Ding Hao, you’re fine.” Tang Fulei nodded in relief, then said quietly, “Finally, I want to ask you a question.”

“What?” Ding Hao was taken aback.

“Can you handle the next revenge of Sword Sect Splitting Heaven?” Tang Folei asked nervously.

Ding Hao calculated a little in his heart and said, “I promise you, after half a year, there will be no ‘Splinter Heaven Sword Sect’ in this world.”

Tang Fo’s eyes lit up with tears, and he opened his mouth, obviously shocked by this answer.

After being stunned for a while, he suddenly looked up to the sky, hahaha, and laughed out of breath. In the end, he patted the floor and hugged his stomach and laughed.

After a long while, he stopped laughing.

“Okay, okay, I’m relieved… By the way, Ding Hao, those disciples who chose to follow me, I have sent them away through the teleportation array, maybe they are really old, I don’t want to see the blood of the sect disciples anymore. , let them go! Although they made the wrong choice, they didn’t really endanger the sect…” Tang Fo cried in a low voice.

Ding Hao remembered the disappearing teleportation formation before the main hall, and nodded slightly.

“Haha, okay, now you know the truth, everything is clear, let’s take action, kill me, and explain to the sect disciples waiting outside, this matter has come to a successful end, a new era, It will finally be opened. The new Ask Sword Sect does not need the existence of a sinner with a stain on his body.”

Tang Fu said with tears.

Ding Hao shook his head.

“You should enjoy the respect and glory of the entire sect. I will explain all this to everyone.” Ding Hao’s tone was extremely firm.

Tang Fo Lei smiled and shook his head: “Ding Hao, you don’t understand, my mission has been completed, and I see the hope of the revival of the sect. I will die without regrets, you can do it.”

“Impossible.” Ding Hao shook his head firmly: “It’s not fair to you.”

“Hahahaha…” Tang Fulei suddenly stood up and laughed loudly: “Fart, I, Tang Fulei, are the kind of people who make a name for themselves, and when a husband is alive, I don’t ask for the praise of the world, but only ask for a clear conscience, what is fair and unfair, Am I doing all this to enjoy those meaningless flowers and applause?”

“But…” Ding Hao had to say something else.

“Needless to say.” Tang Fo tearfully said: “If you don’t do it, I will do it myself.”

The voice did not fall.

Bang bang bang!

With a loud bang, blood arrows suddenly exploded from Tang Folei’s body.

In the blink of an eye, he became a blood man.

Ding Hao was shocked, his figure flashed, and he came to him in an instant, holding Tang Folei with one hand. When he wanted to treat him, he found that Tang Folei had shattered his heart and dantian in an instant, and scattered himself. All of his cultivation bases, even his soul has been broken, and he is powerless to return to the sky.

“Why do you want to do this…” Ding Hao continued to input profound energy, saving Tang Fo Lei’s life for the first time.

“Hehe, I said that my mission has been completed… The new Swordsman Sect does not need a person with stains… In any case, I have personally… killed the elders and disciples of the sect with my own hands, and it is absolutely impossible. Continue to exist in the sect…” Tang Fo’s tears bleed from the corners of his mouth, and he said intermittently.

Ding Hao wanted to say something, but Tang Folei said first: “Okay, Ding Hao, listen to me, after I die, let everything be buried in dust, the so-called truth, never let people know, you are now The god of the sect, and the god does not need to have blemishes. Even if you forcefully explain everything to everyone with your current prestige, there will still be people who question it. I can’t make you have blemishes because of myself. But the master of the sect that Jianyi and Qingshan Shishu have cultivated with all their strength…”

Ding Hao couldn’t help but burst into tears.

This is a supreme sect sentiment.

People such as Li Jianyi, Tang Folei, and Ai Qingshan have spent almost their entire lives asking about Jianzong, and they have spent their whole lives thinking about Jianzong. Loyalty, Ding Hao is very clear in his heart, even if he has been through the past life and has been influenced by the thinking and concepts of his previous life, he cannot understand it, but he must respect it.

“I… I’m going to see those two guys, huh, they two selfish guys, they must be unable to wait underground.” The vitality in Tang Fo’s tears has gradually been cut off, and there is a trace of sincerity on his face. His smile was slowly solidifying: “When I see them, I must sell it first and slowly talk about what happened later, well… get angry with them, hehe…”

The voice fell, and Tang Fo passed away with a smile on his face.

Ding Hao embraced the elder’s body and felt that he was cooling down little by little. He didn’t know what it was like in his heart. In front of these deceased elders, he felt his insignificance for the first time.

“I’m sorry, Senior Brother Tang, I really can’t agree to your request. I can’t let one of the greatest sect’s highest inquisitors in the punishment hall die, carrying the infamy, I’m not the god of Inquisition Sword Sect, you are. The disciples of the Ask Sword Sect understand how the sect has survived…”

Ding Hao muttered to himself.

A ray of sunlight came in from the skylight of the dome of the main hall, injecting a trace of vitality and light into this dark and cold hall.

Ding Hao slowly put away Tang Folei’s body, and temporarily kept the head token.

After doing all this, he slowly walked out of the main hall, stood on the steps in front of the door, looked down, and saw a red sun in the sky releasing thousands of lights, breaking through the clouds, illuminating the earth, Wen Jianzong’s mountain gate, once again shrouded in a bright light.

After the Wen Jianzong was broken and re-established, there are still too many things that all the disciples of the Wen Jianzong need to do.

Below the steps, Guan Feidu, Wang Juefeng and other hundreds of disciples of the Sword Sect, who did not know when they had arrived, stood quietly where they were, waiting for the final result. There was no sound of fighting in the hall. He breathed out, and there were no bloodstains or corpses in the square, which made them feel a little dazed, not knowing what happened.