I studied beheading in a mental institution

Guan Zai stared at Ye Fan's eyes, and his eyes became colder and colder.

"Sword Master..." Guan Zai gritted his teeth and said, "Just because he is Daxia's Sword Master, can you ignore his life? Just because he is Sword Master... can you force him to die?"

"I didn't force him."

"fart!"

Guan Zai scolded angrily, "Ye Fan, don't I know you yet? You will definitely not force him to go directly, but you will tell him that if he doesn't go, how many people will die because of it, and Daxia will lose because of it What, made him feel that he had to go...

You are using his innocence and kindness to make him the sword of the whole Great Xia!

How is your behavior different from those who bullied him before? ! "

Ye Fan's body trembled undetectably,

He was silent for a long time, and slowly opened his mouth:

"This is the responsibility of the human ceiling."

"Responsibility? Hahaha..." Guan Zai sneered, "Sword Master, the ceiling of human beings, the duty of guarding Daxia... Ye Fan, you will always be the one who stands on the moral high ground!

If it weren't for you, Zhou Ping would never have embarked on this path!

Zhou Ping!

He was just a kid who was bullied since childhood, liked martial arts stories, and dreamed of becoming a hero!

Why do you insist on letting him shoulder the responsibility of the human ceiling, let him become a sword master, let him guard this world that once made him bruised and bruised?

What you let him carry is too heavy!

He should have lived and grown up in that earthen restaurant, read his favorite books, and spent his life peacefully and happily...

He shouldn't have gone this way! "

Guan Zai's breathing became more and more heavy, his eyes were red with anger, he grabbed Ye Fan's collar,

"Let me tell you Ye Fan, Zhou Ping never owes this world anything, but this world... owes him too much!

You Ye Fan are indeed guarding this country, you are great, you are noble, you are worthy of everyone in this country, but...

you,

I'm sorry Zhou Ping. "

Ye Fan's lips trembled uncontrollably, he took a deep breath, and his right hand clenched the wrist that was holding his collar like lightning!

He said hoarsely:

"I admit that I owe Zhou Ping a lot, but do you think I really want to put all the bets on a child?

If I could have his talent, if I could have his strength, even if I was going to die, I wouldn't even bat an eyelid!

However, not everyone is Zhou Ping!

Surrounded by the outer gods, the Daxia God fell into a deep sleep again, and Daxia had nowhere to go.

If I want to make a comeback in a desperate situation, if I want to rely on the power of mortals to defeat the gods, I can only gamble on this one!

In this round, if we lose, the entire Great Xia will be slaughtered!

and also,

I never used him,

Although Zhou Ping is simple, he is not stupid..."

Ye Fan's voice paused for a moment, and then said hoarsely again: "He is a good boy..."

silence.

Shutting those bloodshot eyes, staring at Ye Fan,

After an unknown amount of time, he snorted coldly and loosened Ye Fan's collar.

"If something really happened to Zhou Ping, I will kill you with my own hands." Guan Zai said in a cold voice.

Ye Fan adjusted his collar and said calmly:

"At that time, you don't need to do it,

I'll pay him back... the life I owe him. "

Boom-! !

A dull sound came from the clouds in the distance, and the sky dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Fan turned his head and looked, and saw that the originally calm sea was tumbling violently, and huge black waves rose from the sea, like a giant curtain covering the sky, rushing towards here.

Gorgeous divine light projected from the clouds in the distance, four figures curled up with terrifying divine power, pushed aside the clouds and mists, stepped on nothingness, and walked slowly.

The nine-pillar god of Egypt, the four gods joined forces.

Their divine power was unleashed without reservation, turning the sea under their feet upside down, and a mighty human catastrophe was brewing under their divine power.

"We can't fight this battle..."

Seeing those four figures, Master Chen sighed helplessly.

"If you can't beat it, you still have to fight." Ye Fan put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, looked at the city behind him, and the dark red cloak danced rapidly with the violent sea wind.

"You can't let them into the city limits and keep them at sea."

"Do we have reinforcements?" Lu Wuwei asked.

"There are only five human ceilings in total. Where did the reinforcements come from?" Guan Zai shook his head, and he looked at Ye Fan, "Ye Fan, you said you are sure to win this round, is it true?"

"Ah."

"Okay." Guan Zai turned around, looked at the four figures on the sea, and slowly pressed the peaked cap on his head,

"Then... fight them."

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! !

Beside the coastline, four human beings shot out of the ceiling like arrows, crossed the rough sea, and rushed straight to the four gods in the sky!

Earthquake!

……

fog.

Beside the stove, Lu Yu glanced at the Juggernaut not far away who closed his eyes and said nothing, with worry in his eyes.

"Senior Chen Han, why do I feel... the Juggernaut's complexion is getting uglier?"

Beside him, Chen Han shook his head,

"I don't know. I touched his hand before and sensed the situation in his body. His injury is much more important than the surface... Two different divine powers are raging in his body. Rip my spirit to shreds.

So, the specific situation, I do not know. "

"Two types of divine power?" Lu Yu was taken aback, "Isn't there only one Fengshen?"

"more than."

"Can't senior's Forbidden Ruins save him?"

Chen Han smiled bitterly, "You think too highly of me, his injury is not something I can heal at this level."

"Then what should we do now? Can't we do anything?" Lu Yu asked worriedly, "I'm afraid...the Juggernaut will not be able to wake up if he closes his eyes again..."

"What are you talking about? Shut up." Chen Han gave him a hard look.

Lu Yu obediently closed his mouth.

Chen Han hesitated for a moment, stood up, whispered a few words to the three children next to him, and then walked towards Zhou Ping together.

"Senior Sword Saint." Chen Han called him softly.

Zhou Ping closed his eyes and did not wake up.

"Senior Juggernaut?" Chen Han's voice was a little higher.

Zhou Ping slowly opened his eyes, with thick blood clinging to his eyes, his lips had no trace of blood, and he looked extremely haggard.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Chen Han smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed it to Zhou Ping.

"I don't know how to smoke." Zhou Ping shook his head.

"Senior Juggernaut, this smoke is good for your current situation..."

"I don't smoke." Zhou Ping repeated, then pointed to the three children next to him, "And there are children here, so you can't smoke either."