As he said that, Guyou saw that the expression of the white-haired man fluctuated for a moment, and continued, "However, I am full of guilt towards you. If we were more willing to do with you, it would not have led to you reaching this point now."

The silver-haired man smiled bitterly when he heard this.

He lowered his head slightly and said to Guyou: "This has nothing to do with you. The reason why I am sad is because I am in such an era because my heart is too fragile.

If my heart could be stronger, I wouldn’t have defected, I wouldn’t have slandered my master, then... I wouldn’t have been deceived..."

After speaking, the silver-haired man slowly closed his eyes.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said to the woman softly: "I know that although my strength is not weak now, I am definitely not your opponent.

Let’s do it, give me a straightforward way to die. I’m really tired until now. Perhaps death is the real relief for me.”

Guyou looked at the silver-haired man deeply, and his hands placed on his knees quietly clenched into fists.

As the Eighth Martial Arts Ancestor, she must uphold the dignity of martial arts.

Since he dared to defect to martial arts, no matter who he was, he had to clean up the portal himself.

But when she thought of him in the past and the suicide notes left by many martial arts practitioners before they died in battle, she found that she was a little unaware of what to do.

...

In another direction, when the two men were moved out of the canyon, they looked at each other silently, and then rushed towards Lin Xing.

One of them had the power of qi and blood wrapped like a scorching sun, giving people a very terrifying feeling.

The other person was filled with surging demonic aura, and even those demonic aura turned into a terrifying demon dragon phantom around him, flying towards Lin Xing.

"You've tried hard."

Seeing the attacks of the two, Lin Xing laughed silently.

If I guessed correctly, such a move should be the most powerful move for both of them.

They are likely to plan to solve themselves with one blow or get seriously injured, and then quickly leave here to escape the pursuit of worrying.

Unfortunately, I am not a miscellaneous soldier, and I cannot defeat it with just one move.

On the contrary, if you want to defeat these two people, you only need one knife.

Thinking of this, Lin Xing held his left hand slightly, and the long sword that was mixed with reality appeared in his hand.

Lin Xing leaned forward slightly, and his right hand silently held it on the hilt of the knife.

At this moment, even the aura of ordinary people disappeared completely on Lin Xing's body.

It was as if Lin Xing no longer existed at this moment.

Pooh!!

Just when the two people's attacks were about to hit him, Lin Xing, who had slightly narrowed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes.

The next moment, Lin Xing disappeared from the spot.

Appeared behind the two people.

And the two people stopped suddenly.

The shadow of the demon dragon dissipated, and the power of blood and blood that looked like the scorching sun disappeared.

And a clearly visible wound appeared at the throats of the two people.

The power of them flows out of them uncontrollably.

Their souls collapsed at the speed they could feel.

At the moment when their eyes were completely dim, Lin Xing moved his wrist slightly, and two drops of blood on the blade fell off the blade directly.

The long sword slowly entered the scabbard. Lin Xing couldn't see if the two people who fell to the ground had died completely. He raised his feet and walked towards the direction where the canyon was.

He had only walked less than thirty meters away. In the space behind him, it was cracked like gauze, and a pitch-black line was clearly visible.

There, the space kept squirming, but the recovery speed was so slow.

When Lin Xing completely disappeared here, the cut space was completely restored.

However, at the moment when the space healed, the knife energy wrapped around the crack was squeezed out and suddenly turned into a pillar of light that surged into the sky and rushed straight into the sky.

Countless sword energy lingered around the light column, which seemed incredible!!

In the canyon, the tangled worry felt the pillar of light rising up, and suddenly turned his head to look.

When she felt the sword energy wandering around the light column slowly diminishing, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.

Because she could see that it was just the aftermath of the attack.

But just attacking after waves is so powerful, it seems that I have underestimated Lin Xing before.

The man with silver-haired hair also opened his eyes silently at this time.

However, he did not go to see the light column, but said to Gu You in a gentle tone: "Auntie, let's do it."

Gu You heard the silver-haired man's aunt's voice and sighed a long time ago, and a complex and entangled expression finally appeared on his face.

She subconsciously reached out and touched the head of the silver-haired man, and said softly: "From the perspective of martial arts, I should clear the portal. When I stand at the perspective of my elders, I can't do it.

I grew up watching you. I once taught you how to practice, how to kill people, how to gain a foothold in the cruel era of martial arts and not lose your true intentions. How can you let me do it?"

Speaking of this, a very strange expression suddenly appeared on the corner of Guyou's mouth.

That expression seemed to be laughing, or crying.

She stretched out her hand and waved her hand, and pieces of blood-stained cloth appeared next to the silver-haired man.

On those cloths, there are countless words written in blood.

After taking out the cloth, he slowly closed his eyes and said to the silver-haired man gently: "These thousand and seven letters are the suicide letters that your friends once gave before going to the battlefield.

In each letter, half of the content is written for us, and the other half is written for you.”

After saying that, Guyou opened his eyes again, slowly stood up and walked out of the canyon.

His voice echoed in the ears of the silver-haired man: "After reading these letters, tell your aunt again, do you want to die or live? If you want to die, your aunt will fulfill you at that time.

If you want to live, then I will take you back and apologize. If you can't bear the responsibility, my aunt and your master will take it for you!!"

The silver-haired man's face changed when he heard the worried words.

His eyes were filled with fear and fear as he looked at the suicide notes left by the cloth.

He was afraid to see these suicide notes, and he was afraid to see them.

Because he was afraid that he could not bear it.

I am not afraid of death, nor am I afraid of enduring any punishment that is worse than death.

But he was very afraid and saw the accusations his brothers had against him.

What he was even more afraid of was that he was afraid that when he saw his brothers, he did not blame him, but comforted himself, but kept forgiven for the mistakes he made...
Chapter completed!