It will reduce everything to ashes until all things come to an end.
At this moment, the fear of drowning once again enveloped Jingliu.
Chapter 59 This is the Last Sword
The scene before her eyes became an indelible nightmare in Jingliu's heart, and it will linger in her mind for the endless future.
She fell to her knees, looking at the demon star approaching, her eyes filled with fear.
On the streets filled with broken limbs, people were screaming, roaring, and running in endless despair.
The shadow of doomsday looms over everyone's heart on the long street, but the red light emitted by the evil star has another purpose.
The immortals bathed in blood fell to the ground, struggling and rolling, and golden branches grew out from everyone's mouth and nostrils, one after another.
The Jin people stopped moving, the star tower collapsed, and the artillery fire was exhausted...
Cangcheng no longer has any means of resistance.
Even if those weapons were not used on Bu Liren, they would be powerless facing this demon star that was as big as an entire fairy boat.
A natural disaster of this level is simply not something they can resist.
An unprecedented feeling of despair completely enveloped Jingliu. The bloody battles and sacrifices of millions of Yunqi soldiers seemed to be meaningless at this moment.
The overwhelming fear was like a tide, invading her body wantonly. An invisible hand dragged her into the depths of the freezing cold sea, sinking endlessly.
Even when facing Long Bo just now, she had never felt so desperate.
This time, even if the master was here, there was nothing he could do...
Master...
By the way, Master is still here!
Jingliu wiped away his tears and looked around for the familiar figure among the fleeing crowd.
if......
If this is the last moment, if the destruction of Cangcheng is the inevitable outcome.
At least, I can't leave any regrets.
At the end of my life, I want to be with the one I love most, and go to hell together.
After passing through the crowded, noisy and chaotic streets, Jingliu finally saw Jinyun on the roof of a half-collapsed building.
She jumped up nimbly, just like the hopping she did when she was a child with Jinyun, jumped onto the pavilion, and landed behind the other person with some staggering.
"Master..."
Without a word, Jingliu was like a piece of duckweed in a whirlpool, treating Jinyun as the only float she could grab when she was about to drown.
She hugged him tightly, and her wet lips kissed him without saying a word. The kiss was fierce and long, as if she wanted to vent all her love and emotions into his body.
Even if he is the youngest warrior in history and a candidate for the future Sword Master, no matter how sturdy a ship is, it needs a harbor to stay, and no matter how tough a heart is, it needs love to comfort it.
At the moment when the two lips suddenly touched, Jingliu finally felt that he had found an arm he could rely on.
Love surged like a tide, and the air was filled with thick love when kissing. A faint light flickered between the gentle lips, and the kiss was as fierce as a flame, as if it could transcend all time.
Jingliu closed her eyes tightly, and all her senses were reduced to her lips and heart. She felt her heart beating violently and her blood boiling like magma, so hot and so generous.
In this brief moment, there are only each other in the world. All the troubles and sorrows disappear at this moment, leaving only the sound of two heartbeats.
"You've grown a lot in this area, little girl."
After a moment, Jinyun broke away from Jingliu's lips, causing the latter to instantly fall from the carefree Eden back to the tragic hell before his eyes.
"Why do you look like that?"
Jinyun smiled and placed his hands on Jingliu's soft hair, ruffling her hair lovingly:
"Do you think the world is coming to an end, so you want to be with me at the last moment?"
"Master..."
"Victory or defeat is not yet determined. It's too early to give up now, isn't it?"
"...It's not a foregone conclusion, is it?"
Jing Liu looked at the evil star that seemed to be very close. The earth and the sky were shaking, the tides were reversed, and the blazing flames were about to burn the earth to ashes.
Luofu and Yaoqing had not arrived yet, but they heard that on the immortal boat Zhuming, there was a Zhuming fire that "pierced the sky and the sun, and penetrated the clouds". It had infinite power, enough to open up the stars and the sea.
If Zhu Ming were here, there might still be a glimmer of hope.
But now, Cangcheng is at the end of its rope and unable to recover...
She really couldn't think of what else she could do at this moment.
"Little girl."
The indifferent smile on Jinyun's face did not change at all. He took out the sharp blade and stroked the sword lightly with his fingers. The plain blade trembled slightly, making a sound like the sound of flowing spring.
"Master said that he would teach you three swords. You haven't even used the last sword yet. How can you tell who is stronger and who is weaker, and whether the winner will be decided?"
Jinyun's calm words were like a huge rock falling into the water, which immediately stirred up thousands of waves in Jingliu's heart.
She widened her eyes in disbelief, revealing an expression that showed she wanted to believe but had to doubt:
"Master, what are you talking about?"
"Like I said..."
The long sword in Jinyun's hand gradually glowed with sword light: "Before the last sword was thrust out, there was no opponent left on the field."
"Since the sword light hasn't been released yet, how can we know who will win?"
"But, that's an entire planet. Even you, Master..."
"Jingliu, I finally understand what you mean by 'shackles'."
"You...what did you say?"
"rely."
"Master...?"
"In your heart, you always rely on me."
The moment these words came out of his mouth, Jing Liu felt the trembling in his heart was almost the same as the fear brought by the evil star.
She confessed her vulnerability and acknowledged her weaknesses and shortcomings.
But this dependence...
Even she herself did not realize how deadly this dependence could be.
She just thought that as long as she had her master, she wouldn't have to be afraid of anything, and she never thought about what would happen to her without her master.
What I thought about most was that even if I survived this period and followed my master, I would be luckier than many people in the Immortal Boat.
"Li Jingliu, do you remember what I told you?"
Jinyun put one hand on Jingliu's shoulder and stared into the other's scarlet eyes. Those eyes were full of fear and powerlessness, without any of the charm of the past.
But in this way, Jinyun's goal was achieved.
What Jingliu, this unfinished sword, lacks is tempering. Once it is unsheathed, it will either stain the battlefield with blood or the sword will be broken.
Now, with the edge washed away by blood, she finally has the qualification to become the sword master.
"You are afraid of that evil star, right? I will kill it for you."
"But you need to remember one thing, the path of the sword must be opened up by yourself, because the master cannot accompany you forever."
"Now, I have something to teach you."
"Watch carefully, Jingliu, I will only teach you once!"
"This is the last sword."
"The Master calls it——"
"Flying light without cracks."
Chapter 60 Sword Slashes Demon Star, Flying Light Without Cracks
The moment the last word was spoken, Jinyun finally drew his sword.
Time seems to have stopped here.
Jinyun simply grasped the hilt of the sword and slashed it lightly.
In an instant, his sword-holding hand burst into brilliant light that illuminated the entire world.
A crack appeared at the top of the sky.
Under the gap, it seemed as if a sun rose in front of Jinyun, completely dispersing the blood-red moonlight emitted by the evil star.
The sunlight emitted by the sun is like the sparkling morning sun on the tidal line, surging in all directions and illuminating the heaven and earth.
The evil star approaching Cangcheng, the bright moon hanging high in the sea, and the sun at Jinyun's fingertips.
At this moment, it seemed as if the sun and the moon were shining together between heaven and earth.
The sword energy condensed into a line, like the bright white sea horizon at the end of the tide, engraved on the demon star.
The next second, the mournful and wailing demon star let out a howl like a dying ancient god.
"Om-!!"
It was unclear whether it was the sound of swords or wailing, which resounded in this endless universe.
This line tore the sky apart, and the entire sky of Cangcheng was divided into two parts.
The mountains that spread out in all directions on the demon star were all cut down into flat ground by this sword.
Under Jing Liu's astonished gaze, a dazzling white line appeared in the center of the demon star.
Following this white line, boiling magma emerges from the volcano!
The earth trembled, mountains collapsed, rivers flowed backwards, and magma rolled!
Everything that was fixed began to shake and creak, and the air was filled with dust and stone chips!
The shock wave grew bigger and bigger, like a galloping horse, unstoppable.
The earth is like a mad beast, wantonly destroying everything it encounters.
And as the white line cut through, the mountains and rivers on the demon star all collapsed towards the white line.
The white line seemed to form a black hole, swallowing up all the dead things on the demon star.
The fleeing crowd in Cangcheng stopped one after another, and stared at this shocking scene in amazement, like a mirror.
After this sword, the haze in Jingliu's heart seemed to dissipate with the annihilation of the demon star.
Cut the stars with one sword! Cut the stars with one sword!!
Master, he can even cut down the stars in the sky!!
Jinyun's seven-foot body stood proudly, the sword in his hand was shining brightly and coldly, and the sharp sword energy made him look like a majestic and sacred statue.
Jing showed a smile as if he had survived a disaster, and cast a look of excitement towards Jinyun:
"Master! You, you did it!"
"That evil star was cut into two pieces by you!"
"I knew it, I knew there was nothing that Master couldn't do. Sure enough, as long as Master was here, Jingliu would..."
“噗咚。”
Before he could finish his words, Jing Liu stood there in a daze, as if he had seen something unbelievable.
The admired figure in front of him suddenly trembled and began to shake.
The sword in his hand fell to the ground, and with a crisp sound, it shattered into countless broken pieces.
Jing Liu stared at the other person blankly and asked in a dry voice: "Master...what's wrong with you?"
