Ye Fei's tone changed, and he said coldly: "But the unforgivable mistake of breaking the stone statue of the cold palace moon!"

"I have been the head of the sect for a few years, right?" Fang Baiyu sighed deeply, looked up at the sky and felt infinite emotion. His clothes were broken, like white feathers drifting in the wind, and he had nowhere to stay.

He stood in the light, under the starry sky, so lonely and desolate that it made people sigh. This loneliness was originally owned by Ye Fei, but now it has become the unique temperament of Bai Yu. Ye Fei hugged and lived under the crowd and longing of people every day.

Time is fate, and fortune is a trick of people. The choice of the year determines the difference in the current situation between the two.

"You have changed, I have changed too. Everyone will change, because everyone is in this dirty and smelly cesspool."

"Now I understand what it means to be in the world of the world and have no choice but to do so!"

"It's life that changed you and me."

Fang Baiyu raised the sword in his hand, reflecting his handsome but indesperate face with the smoothness of the sword blade. Looking at the chaotic clouds surging in the pure white eyes, he put down the sword in a little lonely way, and gently touched the ground with the sword tip and left a deep broken mark.

"Cut off the robe and the truth! Life and death are fate!"

Ye Fei hesitated violently for a few moments and asked, "Are you going to kill me for yourself?"

"So what, so what, no."

"Fang Baiyu, sometimes I really want to ask you whether your mind is controlled by the way of heaven when you make a choice."

"No!" Fang Baiyu rushed towards Ye Fei with a sword in one hand, and the Nine Swords of Demon-Subduing Demons were swept out happily, leaving wonderful sword marks between the heaven and earth.

Ye Fei responded with the way of roundness, and all the laws returned to the sect, but the circle was not broken! No matter how Fang Baiyu made a move, he would use a bright sword arc to break Fang Baiyu's sword move. After dozens of moves, Fang Baiyu suddenly approached Ye Fei, breaking through the safe distance between the two, which was very dangerous to him and Ye Fei at such a close distance.

Ye Fei wanted to hide, but when he saw Fang Baiyu's decisive gaze, he gave up the idea of ​​avoiding the war and rushed towards him.

The two of them intertwined their long swords, and the sword edge passed through the sword body and slid towards each other's hearts, but they dodged at the critical moment. The two retreated at the same time, and when they stopped retreating, they rushed towards each other again. The sword moves opened and closed and then dozens of moves were right. Ye Fei's red eyes appeared, but for some reason, there was no corrosive power in the qi. The two of them had a duel like a brother dismantling the sword move, but they had no murderous aura.

Monk Jingling, who was standing outside the temple, watched all this happen, and chanted with his hands together: "Good, good, good! This is the first time in history, the sword between brothers is so warm."

"It's the first time. Ye Fei and Fang Baiyu may become people who create miracles." The green bull fairy, who was as bright as jade, responded while maintaining the grass chewing action, "I was completely wrong. I didn't expect Fang Baiyu to be able to stick to his original heart and come back from the path of being possessed by the devil."

"Good, good, it's not the credit of Fang Baiyu alone, but Ye Fei's sincerity touched him."

"In this way, your and my wishes are not going to be vain."

"Everything has a cause and a result."

"you mean……"

"Amitabha."

After another fierce collision between the sword, Fang Baiyu and Ye Fei both smiled on their faces, as if they were back to Nanshan in the past.

"What a pity, Junru is gone."

"Who would have thought that Mo Junru, who is a young lady, would stand between you and me at a critical moment."

"She is using her life to stop you and me from drawing the sword to face each other."

"Junru's death is the last thing I regret in my life."

"I couldn't sleep all night for countless nights. All I remembered was Jun Ru's face when she was dying. She was so brave in the face of death, and her only request was that you and I don't want to go to war."

"Jun Ru had known that she would die in Ruyang."

"real?"

"She told me that the reason I came to Ruyang was because I was guided by fate. A fortune teller had told her fortune. If she didn't go to the front line, the person she valued the most would die; but once she went, she would die."

"So she chose to sacrifice herself to save your and my life?"

"I didn't expect the little girl to value love and friendship. Perhaps in her eyes, you Fang Baiyu and I, Ye Fei, are the only relatives."

"It's a pity that we hurt her again and again."

"If there is an afterlife, I will be a little nicer to Junru."

"If there is a next life, I would rather never see Junru again and no longer have any bonds with her."

"Maybe I shouldn't see her again, after all, we disappointed her."

"Ye Fei, let's do it. You either die or I die. We have no choice."

"Did it be broken?"

"Broken! The ultimate sword."

The battle stopped, and the bitter wind blew, lifting the white clothes on Fang Baiyu. He was ragged and stood in the sea of ​​light to relax. The sword in his hand loosened and fell to the ground. When he was about to touch the surface, he merged into a ripples. Immediately afterwards, a shocking divine sword appeared behind Fang Baiyu. The divine sword rose from behind him like a rising sun. When he looked closely, there were ripples appearing at the end of the divine sword.

Bai Yu's eyes were extremely firm, and his head was standing tall, representing the innate nobility and dignity. Fang Baiyu closed his eyes, held up his hands from both sides of his body, and finally merged into one at the top of his head.

A surging force raged, and a light came down from the sky, which was even holy than the bright field of light.

Fang Baiyu's legs were spread apart, and his tattered white clothes were flying like feathers. He was Fang Baiyu, a man who would eventually fly up on the wind, but his body was defiled by the filth of the world, making his feathers no longer white.

Fang Baiyu's fate is sad. When he was most proud, he met Yan Tianqing, which led to the destruction of his family, felt the insignificance of life and his own powerlessness; when he needed strength the most, he accepted the Eye of Apocalypse, became a puppet of the Heavenly Dao, and was controlled by the will of the Heavenly Dao, and had to follow the heaven and do the way for the Heavenly Dao; when he needed care the most, he broke his former kindness with one knife, Mo Junru died tragically, and Ye Fei drew his sword to face him.

Fang Baiyu lost nothing. Although he sat on the throne of the head of the Shushan Sword Sect, he lost all the important things in his life.

My mother died, Mo Junru died, Ye Fei cut off his robe and righteousness, and the woman he loved most died in his hands.

Fang Baiyu had nothing, he lived alone and noble, both tenacious and painful.

When he raised his hands to the sky, the aura of the entire Shushan Mountain was thriving. The majestic divine sword soared into the sky like a divine boat, emitting its unique brilliance in the sea of ​​light.

Scenes of past events appeared in front of you. Fang Baiyu thought of the scene of having fun with Mo Junru, the scene of his sword against Ye Fei, the helplessness of being hurt with the Lenggong Yueyue, the close relationship between Liu Yingying, and the relationship between the head and the teacher and the friend.

His life was tortuous, and all the beautiful things he had in his life were far away from. If someone else had been crazy, he would have been possessed by the devil, and he would have compromised with life. But he Fang Baiyu did not! He Fang Baiyu stood alone on the top of Shushan, making the Shushan Sword Sect more prosperous with its strength.

Follow the heavens and do the way for the heavens! Fang Baiyu knew that the path he was pursuing was not wrong. Only by following the heavens can Shushan be powerful and humans have the power to fight against the demon clan.

He did not regret recalling the past, but was helpless, and was destined to be lonely as a king.

Ye Fei is his last bond, Ye Fei is his last barrier. As long as Ye Fei is killed, he can completely sublimate, reach the extreme of life, reach the throne of the king, and even go to heaven to become the supreme master.

After Yan Tianqing died, Ye Fei in front of him was the last stumbling block. If he killed him, Fang Baiyu would get everything he had dreamed of.

Kill him.

At this moment, the solemn plaque of the Sword God Temple cracked a crack; at this moment, Shu Mountain buzzed and shook, as if we were welcoming the triumph of the master; at this moment, the world's general trend is available for you, and the entire Jiuzhou is in the hands of his hand.

The unknown Fangba Back Mountain, the tablets of the heads of all generations shine with brilliance. Those who have fought for Shushan seem to have returned to the present and witnessed the brilliant future of Shushan with their own eyes; where the eldest brother Zhong Lirui was in seclusion, under the golden light and dense restrictions, a huge golden cocoon lay peacefully on the ground, and a beautiful woman was asleep in the cocoon. The woman's body was covered by the initial laws of all things. All creatures that came into contact with women could touch the power of the laws, adapting or reversing, all in the raising of hands.

Li Tingxi's tombstone was cracked, and the coffin was exposed, cut off by unknown power. Li Tingxi's body was divided and he would not be at peace until his death. The six peaks were buzzing, as if chanting a beautiful song. Uncle Yun sat on the broken watchtower of Xuanqing Hall and drank strong wine. He felt the vibration from the Sword God Temple, and shook his head helplessly, "Finally, this has finally come to this point!"

The Lord of Six Peaks looked forward to it, and the kings of the divine organization clenched their fists nervously, Benke stood with his bow, and Hehuan's expression showed a serious expression. Everyone knew that the final battle had begun and the victory and defeat were likely to be announced soon.

The grudges and grudges that have been entangled in Shushan and Kunlun Mountain for thousands of years. Who can control the world of cultivation? Who can achieve the final victory?

There are birds flying by in the sky, and their feathers are white, symbolizing peace and comfort.

The powerful ban buried under the seven main peaks shone with unparalleled glory at this moment, as if it was triggered by Fang Baiyu's will, as if responding to him, sending the power accumulated by the entire Shu Mountain for thousands of years to him, contributing to the most powerful move in his life.

The sky is blue and white, the universe is bright, the darkness fades away, and the demons are hiding, and the light in the Sword Temple is getting more and more prosperous, as if it has wrapped the sunlight in it, causing the whole world to be surrounded by the sea of ​​light.

Everything fell into extreme silence. Everyone seemed to see an unprecedentedly majestic divine sword pierced through the sea of ​​clouds, as if they saw Fang Baiyu standing on the top of Shu Mountain and waving his sword towards Ye Fei.

At this moment, Fang Baiyu's thin figure brought them an unparalleled feeling.

It is as if the wall stands thousands of feet high, as if the ambition is lofty, as if the heaven and earth are attacking, as if the sun rises in the east.

At this moment, when Fang Baiyu raised his sword, the soul-stricken low voice in the underworld stopped. The queen in charge of the underworld raised her head and her face hidden in the darkness could be seen clearly, as if the light of Shushan was shining in.

"Finally, I finally waited for this day! The day when fate ended, the end of the cycle of reincarnation. Fang Baiyu, I have not read the wrong person, you are a special existence."

The eighteenth level of hell fell into static, and the torture against the perpetrators stopped in a short time, because everyone saw the light, and everyone saw a great sword of light breaking through the clouds of Shushan and coming to the highest place in Jiuzhou to shine on the light, and its brilliance had already shined on the earth.

Is it going to change the sky?

After Fang Baiyu killed Ye Fei, will Tiandao pass on his mantle to Fang Baiyu? This destined man.

In the land of Jiuzhou, everything is looking forward to the fall of that sword. Instinct tells them that the high heavenly way is testing Fang Baiyu. When Baiyu completes the test, the heavenly way will hand over his throne and hand it over to Fang Baiyu to bring new atmosphere to Jiuzhou.

The mysterious energy is surging, and a clean Fang Baiyu stands in the sea of ​​light, turning into a part of the light. The so-called light is the power of the way of heaven. The way of heaven brings light to all things, so all things have vitality; the way of heaven takes back the light and comes to the world with darkness, and then all things are decadent and die.

The sacred light represents the way of heaven. The will of the way of heaven is conveyed, and the love of the way of heaven is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

At this moment, everyone on the land of Jiuzhou, including the high-ranking Emperor Tianqi and the compassionate monks in Lingyin Temple, stopped what they were busy with and looked at the light in the southeast direction.

They saw and saw a dazzling sword of light rising behind the towering mountains. The light sword was as huge as a divine boat. When it was swept, it would purify all unclean things in the sky and under the earth. They knelt down on the ground in that direction, bowed to the bright light, and prayed for the protection of the way of heaven.

Under this irresistible force, no one has the strength to fight back, because that force comes from the way of heaven and is the only thing in the land of Jiuzhou that cannot be changed, stopped, subverted, and has absolutely authoritative authority.

In the absolute light, only a red light rushes backwards towards the sky, breaks through the clouds, and rushes into the sea of ​​stars, turning the dark starry sky upside down.

Ye Fei stood in a bright and dazzling place, becoming the only unclean thing in all light, facing the majesty of the way of heaven with his own strength, without any distortion, and without any potential to be defeated.

Ye Fei is tenacious, as tenacious as an immortal young strongman. He always likes to challenge powerful things and likes to draw swords for injustice, as if he is born with a chivalrous spirit.

The sword in Ye Fei's hand drew the breath of flames and was wrapped in red energy. The tiger's eyes were covered with blood red, bright and dazzling like rubies.

Ye Fei is under the starry sky, in the sea of ​​light, and the only uncleanness in the sight of the people of Jiuzhou. He is a crack that tears the light and the person raising a sword to the sky.

Fang Baiyu represents following the heavens and acting on behalf of the heavens.

Ye Fei insisted on rising against the will of heaven and stealing the sky and changing the sun.

The essence of my destiny is to change my destiny against the heavens.

Can Ye Fei do it? Does Ye Fei have the ability to change his destiny?
To be continued...