"Especially when I learned that you had already become a Sword Emperor …" Tu Qian Hao laughed in a desolate manner.
"Heh." At that moment, I suddenly felt disheartened! I said that I would kill Gu Du Xing at that time. The Black Devil said that he was already a Sword Emperor. So, what grade of King Level were you? "
He had imitated the tone of the Young Black Devil when he had said these words. His gloominess and ridicule had been imitated to perfection. This was enough to show how much these words had stimulated him at that time.
"I thought at that time, [I can't catch up with you. I can't kill you. But, I will be killed by you. I will die in your hands. So, it should be okay, right? "
Tu Qian Hao snorted, "I – Tu Qian Hao – will die. But, I'm a thousand times better than those bastards who only speak ill of people behind their backs. They don't dare to face their enemies head-on!"
"I'm ten thousand times prouder than them!"
Tu Qian Hao roared.
This sentence was clearly too loud. His mood fluctuated violently. The sword wound on his chest had caused him to spurt out blood.
Gu Du Xing's expression shook. He used his finger as a knife, and poked twice on Tu Qian Hao's chest to stop the bleeding.
Tu Qian Hao's complexion turned as pale as gold paper. He smiled warmly, "Don't bother. I've come here today to seek death. Do you really think that a Seventh Grade King Level Expert like me can defeat a Sword Emperor? "
Gu Du Xing was speechless. He sighed and said in disappointment and frustration, "You didn't have to die."
Tu Qian Hao smiled freely. Then, he suddenly said, "But, I have boundless confidence now. I may not necessarily lose if I have the opportunity to fight with you next time."
"That's because I suddenly comprehended my own way of the sword when I was at death's door. I comprehended my own Sword Emperor realm!"
Tu Qian Hao's complexion was solemn and proud. He gasped for breath and said, "I'll be a Sword Emperor after today if I don't die."
Gu Du Xing knitted his brows. He was somewhat worried as he looked at Tu Qian Hao's increasingly pale complexion.
Tu Qian Hao choked and coughed. He then said in a somewhat strange manner of self-mockery, "Do you know when I had this kind of comprehension?"
"When?"
Gu Duxing could not help but agree.
"When the tip of your sword pierced my heart, a boundless feeling of death suddenly welled up. But, I comprehended my own way of the sword at that time," Tu Qian Hao smiled brightly, "When the tip of your sword pierced my heart, I unexpectedly made a breakthrough at that time … Ha ha ha … It's so damn funny! What a f * cking joke! This is really f * cking funny. Gu Duxing couldn't help but be speechless!
He didn't know what to say.
The tip of the enemy's sword pierced his heart, and he broke through at that time. "Such a fortuitous encounter would make anyone speechless.
"So it turns out that the greatest breakthroughs can only be achieved when one is on the brink of death."
Tu Qian Hao finished laughing. Then, he sighed in disappointment and frustration. Then, he muttered, "I remember that senior once said that the aura of death is the precursor to a breakthrough. I've always been puzzled, but today, I finally understand … Heh … "
Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Gu Duxing with a burning gaze. He said, "Gu Duxing, although I'm dead, I can't waste my Sword Dao! Please, do me a favor. "
"What favor?"
Gu Duxing had already faintly guessed it.
"Only you can understand my state of mind at that time. So, I'll tell you my Sword Dao."
Tu Qian Hao's pupils suddenly opened wide, and he exposed a fanatical look, "Gu Duxing, I hope that my Sword Dao will be famous throughout the world! Its might will shake the heavens! I beg you to help me! "
"Me?"
Gu Duxing had already guessed it. But, he still felt his whole body shake when he heard Tu Qian Hao say it himself!
"I can call the experts of your clan over, and you can impart it to them."
Gu Duxing said indifferently.
"No!"
Tu Qian Hao coldly snorted, "They don't deserve it! They can't understand it! Gu Duxing, don't waste my life! "
Tu Qian Hao didn't wait for Gu Duxing to reply after he finished speaking. Instead, he said, "My realization is called 'Forget Emotions'. Forget everything. Forget yourself. Forget the engraving. Forget the sky. Forget the earth … Forget the emotions!"
"Forget everything. This is the highest realm of my engraving technique!"
Tu Qian Hao said with difficulty, "You listen carefully …"
Then, he started to speak without caring about anything else. Gu Duxing also gradually became immersed in his voice as he narrated little by little …
Gu Duxing's cultivation and temperament allowed him to feel the power of this realm almost as soon as he heard the first sentence.
Therefore, he gathered all his spirit, and tried hard to listen to every sentence and every word.
Tu Qian Hao was like a lamp that had run out of oil. Perhaps, he would die before he could finish speaking. He would only have this opportunity in his life to listen to this realization that he had exchanged his life for.
Not only would he be letting himself down if he couldn't remember it, but he would also be letting Tu Qian Hao down!
Perhaps, Tu Qian Hao would die with his eyes wide open if he couldn't remember it.
The two men stood face to face. A long sword was flickering with a cold light between them. The hilt of the long sword was motionless in Gu Duxing's hand like a ten-thousand-year-old boulder. The tip of the long sword was still slowly soaking in blood on Tu Qian Hao's chest. "Forget Emotions!
Chu Yang would've sighed if he were here. He wouldn't have been able to describe the feeling in his heart.
Tu Qian Hao had become one of the twelve influential figures of the Three Heavens in his previous life. He had relied on his' Unruffled Sword '. Tu Qian Hao had comprehended' Unruffled Sword 'on the basis of the' Unruffled Swordsmanship '. Tu Qian Hao had once rushed to the peak of the Three Heavens by relying on these two words' Unruffled Swordsmanship '.
He had slaughtered thousands of heroes, and had laughed proudly in the Jianghu with his sword.
This was Tu Qian Hao!
Tu Qian Hao had gathered all his comprehensions into a book in the year of Chu Yang's death. Then, he had prepared to march into the Upper Three Heavens. Chu Yang didn't know whether he would succeed or not. However, he knew that Tu Qian Hao had written a book named 'Forget Emotions Heavenly Book'. Now, Tu Qian Hao had comprehended 'Forget Emotions Sword Technique'. This was undoubtedly twenty years earlier than in his previous life. However, it was worth lamenting that this' Forget Emotions Sword Technique 'could no longer be used by Tu Qian Hao, the inventor.
The 'Forget Emotions Heavenly Book' that had once shocked the entire Upper Three Heavens would no longer appear in the Upper Three Heavens in this life..
This was also a kind of regret!
In his previous life, there were twelve influential figures in the Three Heavens. "Meng Luo, Qiong Hua, Tian Rui, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Luo, Meng Now, the life of this' Black Saber Qian Hao 'Evil Duke had come to an end ahead of time.
After a long time. "Do you remember it?"
Tu Qian Hao's voice was already weak. However, he still asked urgently.
"Got it."
Gu Duxing took a deep breath.
"You … read it out loud for me to hear …"
Tu Qian Hao's pupils had already somewhat dilated. He then muttered, "Will anyone think of me — Tu Qian Hao — when they use the Unruffled Swordsmanship in the future?"
"Unruffled Sword …"
Gu Du Xing knew that Tu Qian Hao was worried. So, he softly and clearly recited the Sword Scripture of Unruffled Emotions.
Tu Qian Hao's face exposed a strange loneliness. It seemed as if he hadn't heard what Gu Du Xing had said. He merely tilted his head slightly as if he was listening to something. Then, he muttered, "So boring!"
"What?"
Gu Du Xing hastily asked. But, he didn't hear a response. He looked carefully, and saw that Tu Qian Hao's body was standing upright. His eyes were full of loneliness. He was no longer breathing.
The founder of the Unruffled Swordsmanship was one of the twelve influential figures. But, his last words before his death were — So boring!
This was a hero of his generation who had rushed into the Jianghu. He had lived a colorful life. But, his last words were — So boring!
No one knew. How was it boring? Why was it boring?
Perhaps, he had a new realization at the last moment? However, this was something that no one knew.
Gu Du Xing sighed. He gently pulled out his long sword.
The Black Dragon Sword left Tu Qian Hao's chest like a pool of clear water. Gu Du Xing retreated two steps. He then looked at Tu Qian Hao with rapt attention. He held his sword with both hands, and bowed with a solemn expression. Then, he earnestly said, "Brother Tu, you can go in peace! The Unruffled Swordsmanship will inevitably blossom in the Jianghu! "
Tu Qian Hao's body was still standing tall. His face was full of curly beard, and it was trembling in the bleak wind. His eyes were empty, and contained endless arrogance. But, they were also lonely and desolate. Moreover, they were also full of ridicule.
It seemed as if he was ridiculing his own life for being so ridiculous and helpless. But, it also seemed as if he was ridiculing the millions of people who were still alive in the world for being so boring, stupid, and vulgar!
His hand naturally drooped down. He still held the sword in his hand. The sword light was flickering indeterminately.
He was standing like this. He was already dead. He was just a corpse. But, he still had a heroic spirit of a man who could hold back ten thousand men! It was an awe-inspiring demeanor!
Blood dripped down from Gu Du Xing's Black Dragon Sword. It reluctantly slid down along the sword's tip, and dripped into the dust. It splashed lightly, and the dust curled up and scattered.
"This is the Jianghu …"
Gu Du Xing let out a long breath. He had been suppressing this breath for a long time. But, he felt a sense of disappointment and frustration when he finally let it out.
"There are so many rights and wrongs in the Jianghu. But, how can there be so many should and shouldn't? Life and death … who can say for sure whether it's innocent or calm?"
He sighed. He then retreated a dozen steps, and stood with his hands clasped behind his back. He earnestly looked at Tu Qian Hao — who had already lost his breath. The look in his eyes was extremely complicated. He then softly said, "Brother Tu, the road to the underworld is long. Take care on the way!"
"Young Lord!"
Twenty experts of the Tu Clan cried out in grief. They rushed forward, and threw themselves in front of Tu Qian Hao. But, they suddenly discovered that Tu Qian Hao was no longer breathing. He was completely dead!
They couldn't help but scream wildly. They turned around like a whirlwind, and firmly looked at Gu Du Xing. They then said in grief and indignation, "Surnamed Gu, you dared to kill our Young Lord?"
Gu Du Xing coldly looked at them. He saw that the one who had spoken was an old man with sideburns. He had tears in his eyes, and was angrily looking at Gu Du Xing. Gu Du Xing couldn't help but coldly say, "What? Didn't Brother Tu give you an explanation before this?"
Tu Qian Hao had calculated everything. He had even calculated his own death. So, how could he not give an explanation to these people?
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