It was good that he could kill.
That was right.
Of course, through that rusty sword, Su Zimo was able to see a whole different world.
In terms of Sword Dao, the plain-clothed swordsman had already reached the realm of returning to simplicity.
In his hands, that rusty sword was probably sharper than any divine weapon!
Although Lin Xunzhen had also comprehended a supreme divine power, he was still likely to lose against that person.
No matter what kind of strong enemies Lin Xun encountered outside, he always had all kinds of ways to retreat.
However, if the plain-clothed swordsman was defeated in the Fiend Battlefield, there was only a single path.
A dead end.
"Deliberately mystifying things."
Lin Xunzhen sneered and questioned, "How can an evil cultivator with sinner's blood be worthy of cultivating the Sword Dao?"
Since ancient times, good and evil had always been opposed.
Lin Xunzhen was a righteous cultivator and naturally did not have a good attitude towards evil and sinful spirits.
Furthermore, his disgust towards evil and sinful spirits was deeply ingrained through countless years and was difficult to change.
"An evil cultivator with sinner's blood …"
The plain-clothed swordsman murmured softly before chuckling in disdain.
He raised his head and glanced at Lin Xunzhen.
His gaze was extremely complicated. It could be pity, envy, or sorrow …
"What are you laughing at?"
Lin Xunzhen had cultivated the Sword Dao since he was young and was righteous. His Dao heart was firm as he said sternly, "Even if an evil cultivator cultivates the Sword Dao, they will not be able to reach the end and see the true meaning of the Great Dao due to their nature!"
"That's the logic of evil never triumphing over good since ancient times!"
The plain-clothed swordsman did not refute and merely nodded.
"It's naturally good that evil never triumphs over good."
At that point, the plain-clothed swordsman suddenly paused before continuing, "If evil triumphs over good, it will no longer be evil."
Lin Xunzhen was shocked when he heard that.
Su Zimo frowned as well.
Although that sentence seemed ordinary, it was filled with mystery.
The plain-clothed swordsman seemed to be lamenting and pitying himself.
If evil triumphed over good, it would no longer be evil.
When the righteous side was defeated, they would naturally be called evil.
Therefore, since ancient times, evil had never triumphed over good!
In Su Zimo's heart, of course, he knew that good was good and evil was evil.
Even though there would be times when black and white were reversed and right and wrong were mixed up, there would come a day when the clouds would be dispelled and the sun would be revealed. The world would be clear once again.
However, when he thought of the information about the Ten Great Sin Lands and compared it with what the plain-clothed swordsman had said, he fell into deep thought.
Evil fiend sinful spirit, evil fiend sinful spirit …
Lin Xunzhen, who was standing at the side, was stunned and speechless.
The things that she had been steadfast in her heart were originally unshakable, but at this moment, they began to waver slightly.
The plain-clothed swordsman looked at the two of them and shook his head slightly. His eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life, but he did not intend to explain anything.
So what if the two of them had some feelings?
It still couldn't change anything.
At this moment, the black-haired man in green suddenly asked, "How should I address you, Fellow Daoist?"
The plain-clothed swordsman was slightly stunned.
Before he could react, the man in green asked again, "Is your surname Luo?"
The plain-clothed swordsman slowly turned his head and looked at Su Zimo in disbelief.
The two of them looked at each other like this, and the surroundings were silent.
In Su Zimo's eyes, the plain-clothed swordsman seemed to have seen something different.
After a long while, the plain-clothed swordsman smiled desolately and said, "After so many years, you are the first person to ask for my name."
He had been in the Evil Demon Battlefield for more than 100,000 years.
For more than 100,000 years, countless beings from the Three Thousand Worlds had entered the Evil Demon Battlefield, but no one had ever asked for his name.
After all, in the eyes of the beings from the Three Thousand Worlds, they were just evil fiends, sinful spirits, and battle achievements. They were just numbers.
What surprised the plain-clothed swordsman even more was that this man in green actually guessed his surname!
Through this person's eyes, the plain-clothed swordsman seemed to have seen something.
This man in green was different from the other beings in the Three Thousand Worlds.
The plain-clothed swordsman nodded and said, "Luo Jun."
Then, Luo Jun looked at Su Zimo and asked, "Fellow Daoist, how should I address you?"
"Su … Zhu."
Su Zimo hesitated slightly and said, "I'm from the Sword World. Fortunately, I obtained the inheritance of the Great Emperor of Allheaven and comprehended the Dao of Sword Burial."
Su Zimo did not say his real name, but he believed that with Luo Jun's experience, he should be able to guess his concerns.
As expected.
When Luo Jun heard Su Zimo's hesitation, he sensed something and only smiled slightly without saying anything.
"Your surname is Luo?"
Lin Xunzhen seemed to have thought of something and frowned.
Rumble!
The void trembled.
Not far away, there was a group of black figures that were dashing over in a menacing manner, and they'd come with ill intent!
The three people in the lead had terrifying auras. They were from the Insect World, Rat World, and Ant World respectively.
In addition to the 30 True Spirits from these three worlds, there were also many True Spirits from other worlds gathered around. In total, there were hundreds of them.
From the looks of it, this group of beings from these worlds had already united to form an army of True Spirits!
Lin Xunzhen glanced at them and frowned slightly. "Those three are the supreme True Spirits on the Battle Merit Jade Tablet!"
Luo Jun stood up and waved his hand in a carefree manner. "You guys can leave."
When Luo Jun stood up, Su Zimo and Lin Xunzhen finally realized that Luo Jun's figure was unusually majestic. Standing by the lake, he gave off a feeling of being as tall as a mountain.
His broad palms and slender fingers were most suitable for holding swords!
This was a pair of hands that were born to hold swords.
Facing people like Su Zimo and Lin Xunzhen who cultivated the Dao of the Sword, he would hold back.
However, facing other beings from the three thousand worlds, he was one of the Ten Great Demons!
Luo Jun untied the gourd at his waist and raised his head to take a big gulp of strong liquor. The liquor splashed on his chest, but he did not notice it at all.
"Does this liquor taste good?"
Su Zimo asked with a smile.
Luo Tian was stunned. He turned to look at him and asked, "Do you dare to drink it?"
"Why not?"
Su Zimo laughed loudly.
Luo Jun also laughed. He threw the wine gourd to Su Zimo and said, "I didn't expect to meet such an interesting person like Brother Su before I die. My life was not in vain."
Su Zimo raised his head to pour the liquor and took a big gulp. He praised, "Good liquor!"
Then, Su Zimo threw the wine gourd to Luo Jun and said, "Live well!"
"Hmm?"
Luo Jun looked at Su Zimo.
Su Zimo did not say much. He only nodded at him.
Su Zimo had long seen through Luo Jun's intention to die. Just Now, his words had revealed his intentions without a doubt. That was why he said that.
Luo Jun did not say much. He pulled out the rusted sword beside him and jumped up, rushing toward the hundreds of True Spirits not far away.
A dazzling sword light burst forth, stunning the world!
Facing this sword, even Lin Xunzhen opened his mouth slightly, a trace of shock in his eyes.
Even she might not be able to release such sword intent and Dao of the Sword.
Luo Jun was right. Although the sword was old, it was good that it could kill.
Before the sword light faded, the bloody light in the air had already spread, accompanied by shrill screams.
Hundreds of True Spirits were torn apart by Luo Jun's sword, leaving behind a bloody wound!
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