The cold sword blade reflects itself so small, but the world inside is cruel and quiet. For many people, the beauty it blooms as short as the blink of an eye of a star, and as long as the endless years.

Many things will not end without a beginning. Just like without a random decision from the beginning, there will be no madman who is unbearable to look back on now, and without a choice from the beginning, there will be no painful memories of so many people now.

There will always be something unusually smooth in the world.

"Deserves it."

Then turn around and say such words to those who have denied themselves, happily, and talk about their dreams unscrupulously. Although they will also see those ugly things, people always can truly experience what life is, because life itself is the ugliest thing.

People always keep getting it and then losing it. Gradually, people will find that they no longer belong to them. They understand the tragic nature of reality, as well as their superficiality and frivolity. When they look back, they realize that they have long lost the ability to create dreams and can no longer feel happiness unscrupulously.

When a person can no longer get it, the only thing he can do is not lose it anymore. Everything is like that sunny summer day. If it does not start, it will not end, and there will not be so many things that ruin other people's dreams.

"Hey! Isn't it boring to play alone? Let's go together!"

“…”

If there is no beginning... there is no end...

destroy!

So… all you have to do now is to destroy this beginning…

...

The oil paintings spread out by the water were restored bit by bit, and all the memories gradually became clear. Finally, they were frozen on that extremely familiar and somewhat strange face.

Been blocked!

The sword blade that had almost infused his whole body was easily bounced away by the opponent, and the sword edge turned around. The madman Mo Feng had almost no need to think about it and knew the opponent's subsequent moves.

Take the opportunity to kill!

Gather your strength and slash it out with the flow, causing extremely high damage to the enemy, and you have the chance to repel the enemy.

Some useless and very useful moves are because the process of accumulating momentum is very fatal to the user, and real masters can always cleverly use this move, because the moment when wielding the sword blade turns into defense to offense is itself a process of accumulating strength.

However, this is still just the last struggle of the trapped beast!

The madman Mo Feng raised his sword without hesitation, and as long as he blocked the oncoming attack, the person in front would definitely be torn to pieces by the countless cold lights behind him.

However……

The next second, the huge force made the madman Mo Feng bend his knees, and the severe pain began to spread from the tiger's mouth in his right hand.

repel?

Could it be because of the knockback effect that is so small that it is almost zero?

The scene that unexpectedly appeared again. Mo Feng, the originally calm madman, actually took several steps back and knelt on one knee. With the support of the long sword in his hand, he could barely stabilize his body. The place was already empty. Fu Yun appeared directly at a position dozens of meters away from Mo Feng.

"I really didn't expect that the last attack of the madman Mo Feng would be cracked by luck."

Fengyun Tianxia couldn't help but smile. If the madman Mo Feng was not shrunk, then the victory or defeat would definitely be another situation. However, everything was as if it was as expected by the opponent. While shrunk and retreated, it was used to use the Moon Step skill. There was no hesitation in the entire process.

"No! It has nothing to do with luck!"

Despite being equally shocked, Le Shen immediately calmly analyzed: "It's attribute suppression!"

"property?"

Fengyun Tianxia seemed to have thought of something, and Le Shen continued to affirm: "I have fought with this person before, so I understand this very well. All the attributes of this person are definitely above the madman Mo Feng."

“…”

Whether it is fruit or skills, these will be crushed in the face of absolute power. Or in other words, the madman Mo Feng has lost from the beginning.

The swordsman's strength can only be distinguished by the sword. When the madman Mo Feng stabbed his first sword, many people had noticed that the madman Mo Feng's sword energy was already messy.

The strongest way for a swordsman to attack is to condense all his power to a point, which looks ordinary but has the power to destroy the world, rather than releasing his sword intent as gorgeously as the madman Mo Feng.

Lost!

Everything was not accidental, or the madman Mo Feng just lost to himself!

Attributes and wills, even if we put aside these, the fruit ability that the madman Mo Feng just used has exhausted all his physical strength.

...

Some things must be done regardless of whether we want them or not. There are always some endings of Akagi that is not bright, beautiful but not beautiful. The warm sunset seems to suddenly become sad, which lengthens everyone's lonely figure.

Lost! Really lost!

Even though I have witnessed all this with my own eyes, some people still don’t want to believe it, as if a certain gear of time suddenly collapses, and the whole world collapses little by little.

After breathing a long sigh, Fu Yun suddenly felt like he had a long dream, but Fu Yun knew very well that the better the dream, the more cruel the reality in the moment of breaking, just like the madman Mo Feng now.

Some thoughts can only be said to yourself, and some pain can only be endorsed by yourself. No one can share the real pain with you. You can only switch it from one shoulder to another.

The hero ends!

Everyone kept silent tacitly because this was the only respect the person in front of him could do.

...

"Hey! Isn't it boring to play alone? Let's go together!"

"But I just play around with it and never thought about joining a team."

"It's okay, you can try it!"

“…”

There will be no mistakes without the beginning, there will be no mistakes. If everything really has not happened, without the initiative invitation, and without the happy acceptance of oneself, there will be no painful memories of so many people afterwards.

"Do you know? The more I try to forget some things, the deeper I remember them. And I have been reminding myself to forget them for so many years, so I remember everything so clearly..."

The madman Mo Feng slowly stood up, as if he was just laughing at himself, but the expressions of Ling Shao and others suddenly changed, because the madman Mo Feng didn't look exhausted at all, and his eyes were as warm as a bottomless abyss.

Are you kidding? Why doesn’t the madman Mo Feng look like he is consumed at all?

Unfortunately, before everyone could think, the sky was dark as dark as ink again, and the number of black spears was several times that before...

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Chapter completed!