Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Bai Yu could not understand the emotions and thoughts of Ren Bei and Nan at this time.

He has been a human being for two lifetimes.

In the final analysis, he was an ordinary person in his previous life, and his so-called unruliness had long been smoothed away.

He has superpowers but lives cautiously. People like him are destined not to have the courage to dominate the world. Even if he does... it's just an addiction to pretending occasionally. It's similar to getting drunk after drinking. After waking up, he can't wait to go back to the past. Give yourself a fight.

As a time traveler, he could not understand the Daxia people's almost fanatical pursuit of fame.

He took a step forward: "Three moves have passed. Keep fighting. We may not win or lose, but I think I can last too long."

Ren Nanbei held the grass-chopping knife and raised it to shoulder height.

The grass-cutting knife did not release the sword energy to the outside world, but continued to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, as if it was eating the wind and drinking the dew.

He whispered: "My strength has been almost exhausted. If I continue, I can't swing this grass-cutting knife."

Its power is huge, and its consumption is also huge.

It's not that Ren Nanbei really can't swing it, but there's no point in continuing to swing it.

He said slowly: "If I could, I would also like to admit defeat freely and easily, but unfortunately, I don't seem to be able to do so smoothly."

"I can't lose, and I can't lose."

"So don't blame me for being mean."

With a low sigh, Ren Nanbei seemed to have made some determination.

He threw down the grass-chopping knife, stared at Bai Yu, and slowly said: "Xiu, Luo, Fa, Xiang!"

Asura, six-armed dharma, manifested.

The Asura Dharma is a secret method from India.

The six-armed method is the most common and can control six different types of weapons at the same time.

But the appearance of Asura at this time was different. Ren Nanbei did not grow three heads and six arms. The manifested appearance of Asura was solidified on his back, like a sculpture, seemingly there but not there.

Bai Yu and Ren Nanbei looked at each other.

At that moment, he sensed a danger that was very similar to before.

Just like in the Dragon Vein Realm, when Rahu was aiming his arrows...!

Bai Yu realized what Ren Nanbei was going to do, and he deliberately dissuaded him.

But before he finished speaking, Asura Dharma Phase had already moved its six arms.

Boom——!

The drums vibrate.

Bai Yu caught a glimpse of a residual light flying out of Ren Nanbei's body and hitting his eyebrows directly.

The image of Asura forced his way into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Bai Yu's damaged soul already had a gap, and now it was even more forcibly broken.

His expression paled slightly.

Bring awareness deep into the depths of your soul.

Ren Nanbei, who was carrying Asura's Dharma, was already standing there waiting.

"Souls kill each other." Bai Yu said calmly: "I didn't expect that you still retain this magical power that specializes in souls."

"My intention was to protect myself."

Ren Bei and Nan was covered by the Asura Dharma, with dark lines traveling all over his body.

The soul killing method is a kind of use of soul power, but usually extraordinary people do not deliberately learn and master it.

This requires visualizing an image and using the visual object as a medium to guide one's own soul power.

If someone visualizes Guan Gong, he can summon Guan Yu to possess him in the soul battlefield.

It sounds awesome, but usually no one takes the time to do it.

Ordinary extraordinary people, even if they are only third-level extraordinary people, can completely resist the soul killing method of fourth-level extraordinary people if their souls are intact.

If Bai Yu's soul hadn't been broken long ago, he wouldn't have been invaded so easily.

Bai Yu said: "Even if you win me at a huge cost, you still can't deal with Tai Lingding, Su Ruoli, or the Taoist Saint Son."

"I know, so I try not to hurt myself."

Ren Nanbei's soul was intact, but several wounds on Bai Yu's soul were still clearly visible, the one between the eyebrows being the most ferocious.

Bai Yu reached out and touched the hollow between his eyebrows: "Is it because my soul is damaged that you think you have an opportunity?"

"Are you trying to say that I'm despicable?"

"No, hitting a snake with a stick, cursing someone to expose their shortcomings, and targeting my weaknesses just proves that... I am already helpless."

Bai Yu spread his hands.

"So what you're saying is, you're not going to admit defeat?"

Ren Nanbei looked at Bai Yu, whose soul was covered with scars but was still indifferent: "You have no chance of winning, but you still have to persist until the last moment. Are you so reluctant to give up the honor you have gained through so much hard work?"

"I will return this sentence to you intact." Bai Yu said lightly: "I don't understand why you are so persistent in victory."

As Ren Bei and Nan walked forward, the Shura Dharma gradually integrated into his body, strengthening and growing his soul step by step.

"What I am obsessed with is not victory."

"I just want to break this restriction in my body."

He tore open the shell of his soul, revealing the golden rings around his neck and body.

"You see, this is the shackles of the Holy Path on me... In order to protect the family of saints, the King of Xiling wants to cut off my Holy Path for fifty years. Do I really have to wait another fifty years?"

"Even if I wait for fifty years, I may not still have the heart to be a saint, and other saints may not be hindered."

A golden circlet embedded itself in his soul.

At this time, Ren Bei and Nan's hands and feet were bound by invisible chains. Even if he was in the form of Shura, he could not break free from the suppression of the holy way.

"So you are going to Zhonghu to meet that person?"

"I'm not you, and I don't have the ability to break into Zhonghu alone." Ren Nanbei said: "The divine test is my only chance."

This sentence reminded Bai Yu of what she said when she talked with the man from Zhonghu in the past.

——Each of them is unique and has their own goals and dreams that must be achieved. Dreams can be translated into ambitions, and strategy is the shortcut to it.

"...And your ambition is to break the shackles and be canonized as soon as possible."

Holding the shackles around his neck with his right hand, Ren Nanbei showed anger and anger, but his tone became calmer and harsher.

"A person's life is to walk in the world, leaving traces, but too many traces are shallow. There will be no traces after a person has passed by. The water will be restored after walking on it, the mountain roads that have been stepped on will be sorted by the mountain wind, and the snow that has been stepped on will be restored. It will also be filled in with snow.”

"It's the same for me. A hundred years from now, I will be forgotten by others as a withered skeleton."

"But the knife in my hand...is different."

"The world looks at me coldly, insults me, scolds me and laughs at me, but they can't see through it."

"I accept Nan Bei as a madman, not because I think too highly of myself, but because I am the only one who can practice a simple truth."

"In the past hundred years of Daxia, the three people who were in charge of the law, some with great ambitions, some with mediocrity, have all passed away."

"I want to do something they can't do."

"When I am canonized, I will make that saint tremble too!"

"If he cannot be canonized and dies in a grand way, he will be able to walk away from this world in style."

"This is my ambition!"

"In other circumstances, I would definitely agree with what you said." Bai Yu raised his eyebrows: "Then you pointed the knife at me."

"Because there is only one winner, because there is only one road, and we have different positions, conflicts are inevitable." Ren Nanbei said the essence: "This is Daxia. If you take a step up, many people will be squeezed out. Compared with It is better to be respected and respected than to be respected and loved by others. Huang Qixia can do it, but neither you nor I can."

"Everyone has their own reasons and thinks they are a complicated, good person."

"You are no exception."

He said calmly: "But it's impossible for me to just surrender. You have a great cause that you have to accomplish, and I also have a reason that I have to win..."

Ren Nanbei said regretfully: "I don't like my mother-in-law. It's really because I respect you that I say so much. I want you to give up in spite of the difficulties."

Bai Yu said lightly: "What a coincidence, I am the same."

The swords are drawn, the weapons are geared up, and the attack is at a critical moment.

Suddenly he asked again: "Don't you want to know where this scar on my soul came from?"

Ren Nanbei wanted to answer that he didn't care about this.

But I soon realized what the subtext of this sentence was.

"You're not the first person I've fought with."

Bai Yu's voice gradually sounded like a loud bell.

"Ren Nanbei, you're late!"

As soon as the words fell, the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly overturned, as if tens of thousands of tons of sea water were lifted up.

Amid the turbulent waves, the scorching light seemed like thousands of sharp swords piercing the ocean.

In an instant, wheels of fire rose up on the waves, and thousands of mountains were like fire.

Ren Nanbei suddenly looked back and saw an unforgettable scene.

This was not the first time for him to see the sunrise, but he saw such a magnificent sunrise at such a close distance.

So delicate and real, it doesn't seem like a false thing that comes out of the imagination, but like the whole sun has been filled into the chest.

A great sun rises slowly.

The Golden Crow flaps its wings and Wuhu takes off!

The blazing sun and thousands of stars can be seen in the gap of Bai Yu's broken soul.

Some scars are not his flaws, but his modifications.

He sat upright in the sea, with the scorching sun at his back.

"I'm sorry, this is my home court!"