Red Heart Survey

Just as Dong A announced the start of the duel, the two long swords on the wooden platform clanged loudly!

Before the duel, Fang Pengju evaded in every possible way. But once the duel really started, he didn't hesitate at all. The sword is extremely stable, extremely accurate, and extremely ruthless, without any leeway. He was able to stand out among the outer disciples of the entire Fenglin Daoist Academy, and he was able to win the respect of Jiang Wang and others in the previous time, so it was not for nothing.

But Jiang Wang is faster, more stable and decisive than him!

Because he has been waiting for fifty-seven days, because during these fifty-seven days and nights, he has been imagining this scene all the time.

Even if you are seriously injured, even if you are sick, even if you are on the verge of death several times.

When he was an enemy, he would kill each other with swords and swords, and he would admit whether he was injured or killed. But being betrayed by the person you trust the most, the pain in your heart is far more painful than your body.

What supported him through those days was not only his infinite desire for life, but also his unforgettable hatred!

A sword, breaking into Fang Peng's sword move.

When the sword enters the person, he directly hits the long sword raised by Peng above with his lower abdomen. When the blood splashes, Jiang Wang indifferently swings the sword across and cuts Fang Peng's tendons!

The two wounds appeared almost at the same time, but one was active and the other was passive, which already determined the ending.

Jiang Wang advanced again, leading his body with his elbows, and slammed forward suddenly. It hit Fang Pengju's chest hard.

Fang Pengju had just lost control of his sword under severe pain, and the next moment he heard the sound of his bone cracking clearly.

The whole person was blasted into the shape of a shrimp, bumped out of the high platform, bounced back by those swaying branches, and fell to the high platform.

In just one round, Fang Pengju was defeated!

"How is it possible? The gap... is so big?!"

There was an uproar under the high platform.

Everything happened too fast, and Jiang Wang's blood and tears' Kaimai Dan was mixed, which made Fang Pengju's Dao veins first appear, and his momentum was high.

The sword mixed with Jiang Wang's hatred and pain also made Fang Pengju fall into the dust.

"He lost to himself, to fear." Zhao Rucheng said in a deep voice, "If it wasn't for fear, he would not have chosen to murder the third brother and take the Kaimai Pill by despicable means. He knows that he has nothing else to do. The way to surpass the third brother, once the gap is widened, he will never be able to catch up."

Ling He couldn't help sighing: "When the third child first came to the Taoist Academy, his strength was still at the bottom, far inferior to Pengju. After a few years, his swordsmanship has been recognized as the best among the outer sects, and Pengju has always been proud. ..."

Du Yehu said angrily: "After all, isn't it because of incompetence and shamelessness!?"

Boom~dang!

Jiang Wang slowly pulled out the long sword that pierced through his abdomen, and threw it aside.

The bloody long sword clattered to the ground, just as helpless and panicked as Fang Pengju who was spitting blood.

With the long sword hanging by his side, Jiang Wang walked forward slowly.

"Help! Dean, help! I am a child of the Fang family, and the Fang family is one of the three major surnames in this city!"

Fang Pengju yelled in panic, how could he still have the temperament of a rich man?

Dong A was expressionless: "Since it's a fight to the death, it's natural that you won't stop dying. The one who decides your life and death can only be your opponent."

"Third brother, third brother!" Fang Peng raised his hands to support the ground and kept backing away, "You spare me, spare me! Spare me once!"

"The Fang family is a century-old family! But it has been twenty years since there has been a cultivator who opened the gate of heaven and earth! Slow step by step, slow step by step! How much time do I have to wait? I can't stop, I bear the ardent burden of my late father Hope, I can't stop!"

He looked at Jiang Wang with tears in his eyes: "Your Kaimai Pill, let me tell you, will you give it to me?"

Jiang Wang was silent.

"My uncle went to Yunguo, but he couldn't buy Kaimai Pill at all. Even if he bought it, he might not give it to me. The control of Kaimai Pill is getting stricter and stricter. Only the most promising outer disciples are rewarded. The whole maple You are the only one in Lin Dao Academy who has achieved such feats, I have no choice, I have no choice!" Fang Pengju cried bitterly.

Jiang Wang narrowed his eyes: "I actually understand you. I understand your anxiety, uneasiness, and fear. The Fang family is a big family that gives you a superior environment, but the competition is also fierce. I knew people's desires are endless I also know how eager you are to prove yourself, how much you want to win glory for your father who died young, you have said it, and I remember it all. You are eager for success and obsessed with ghosts, but I can understand it. "

In the light of hope that suddenly flashed in Fang Pengju's eyes, he continued: "But understanding does not mean forgiveness."

After saying this, Jiang Wang just walked up to Fang Pengju.

The long sword drew a clear arc in the air, and penetrated into his chest precisely and without any hesitation.

"Repay grievances with virtue, how can you repay virtue?"

"So, I died once, and you need to pay it back with your life."

Jiang Wang said slowly.

Fang Pengju grabbed the sword with his intact left hand, let the blade cut his palm, let the sword stay in his body, and let death be delayed a little bit.

With difficulty, he made a whoo-ho sound.

"I can't sleep every night after taking...your tango. I regret...I'm sorry. But, but you're safe, aren't you? We're brothers. Why...why can't you forgive me...for once. "

Many people under the high stage had complicated emotions and couldn't bear to watch or listen to it anymore.

But Jiang Wang just looked at him calmly.

"Do you know what it feels like to be betrayed? Do you know the pain and anger that burns inside? You make my trust look stupid, you make my experience look like a joke. You make my pain meaningless. "

Memory is like flowing water, but it has no temperature, and it is difficult to make waves.

"Have you ever been lying on a pile of straw, weak and helpless, just waiting for death to come?"

"I seem to see two shadows dangling in front of me. I know that they are black and white. I seem to hear their breathing, slow, slow, ringing in my ears. I have vowed to defeat fate! But I know I'm dying, and there's nothing I can do about it."

"If you have experienced what I have experienced, you will understand that some pain cannot be undone. I have already died once. If I forgive you, I am not qualified to face myself."

At this point, Jiang Wang drew out his long sword slowly and firmly.

The high platform slowly descended, the branches shrank, and finally the entire duel field extended by Taoism turned into a small sapling and burrowed into the ground.

And Fang Pengju was lying quietly on the ground, with his right hand hanging on the ground, and his left hand was still held in front of him, as if firmly grasping the long sword that took his life. His eyes were wide open, vaguely filled with pain, unwillingness, and various emotions.

But he is dead.

Ling He sighed softly, stepped forward, took off his coat, and covered Fang Pengju's face.

Du Yehu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to scold something, but finally he couldn't speak. People are dead.

Zhao Rucheng remained motionless and silent.

Jiang Wang stood quietly on the spot, not looking at anyone in the field, but at the endless sky. It was as if I was looking at myself in another time and space.

"Rest in peace." He said in his heart.

My mind was blank. The earthworm in the spine suddenly became agile, jumped up from the tailbone, swam smoothly for a period of time, and spit out a round, plump and beautiful dao yuan.

A word suddenly came to Jiang Wang's mind - insight into the world is a practice, and a clear mind is a source of merit.

"An insight into world affairs is practice, and understanding of thoughts is merit." The original sentence is "Acquaintance with world affairs is knowledge, and understanding of human feelings is writing." In order to fit the text, I use this sentence.