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This method was extremely strange and sent chills down everyone's spines.

When everyone saw this, they were all scared witless.

The look in his eyes that previously believed Jing Yunxiao was dead was now filled with determination.

Everyone could clearly feel that Jing Qingyi had become much stronger than before. Even if Jing Yunxiao were to use the fifth seal of the Limitless Death Seal, it would be very difficult for him to be Jing Qingyi's opponent.

"Brat, I'll give you one last chance. If you can still kowtow and admit your wrongs to me right now, I can still spare your life."

Jing Qingyi asked coldly.

Actually, he also knew the consequences of consuming the Berserk Pill. If Jing Yunxiao could submit to him now and let him get back at him, he would be happy to stop now, and if this were to continue, even if Jing Qingyi had absolute confidence in killing Jing Yunxiao, he could not estimate how much damage he would receive from the berserk pill.

In fact, deep down he was a little scared.

"Jing Yunxiao, let's forget about this matter. I will be in charge today, there will be no losses or victories in this competition."

Jing Xian was getting anxious.

Facing Jing Qingyi's attack, he predicted that Jing Yunxiao would not be able to take it. If he could not, at least he would be severely injured if he did not die, and Jing Qingyi would be injured if he took the Berserk Pill and used it excessively.

This also caused two of their most outstanding disciples to be severely injured. To them, Palace of Wargod, this was definitely bad news.

As the Great Elder, he shouldered the Palace of Wargod's safety. He clearly understood how important the training of young disciples was to the entire Palace of Wargod, so he obviously didn't want to see the scene of both sides suffering.

This was also the reason why he was in a hurry to step forward.

It was not only him, Jing Yukong also immediately stood forward and stopped them, "That's right, the competition today is over, both of you, stop."

Jing Yukong naturally wanted to kill Jing Yunxiao as well, but he definitely did not hope that he would be able to kill Jing Yunxiao using the cost of his son's future prospects in the Martial Dao.

Facing the two most respected people in the Palace of Wargod, Jing Yunxiao shook his head decisively in front of everyone.

"I, Jing Yunxiao, am someone who keeps my promises. I have said before that whoever kneels down and kowtows will admit defeat in this competition, then I will not go back on my word. If a martial practitioner of my generation abandons his promise just because of a little danger, even if he has to live his life in secret, how can he take on the responsibility of big matters in the future? And how could he continue to live in this world that revered martial arts? How can you call him a true warrior? "

These two sentences caused everyone to be taken aback.

It also caused Jing Xian and Jing Yukong's bodies to become sluggish for a moment.

Jing Yunxiao's words were sonorous and forceful, loud and clear, to the point that they couldn't help but be encouraged in their hearts.

Even if they managed to survive, how would they be able to take responsibility for major matters in the future? How would they be able to survive? How could they be called a true martial artist? This made their hearts surge with passion.

It had been a long time since they felt this hot-blooded feeling inside the temple.

Like a trickle of flowing water, it flowed through their hearts, causing them to feel enlightened.

Only, even though his heart was filled with excitement, Jing Xian did not become confused because of this, and said to Jing Yunxiao: "Yun Xiao, this is the Palace of Wargod, not the outside world. Members of the same clan should value harmony. "

Jing Yunxiao shook his head instead, "Elder Xian, forgive this disciple for being presumptuous. When is the world? The vast territories were the world, the lands were the world, and every blade of grass and tree was the world. Although this is the Palace of Wargod, this is also a small world. No matter where one was in the boundless universe, there was one point that didn't change for a martial artist. That was, martial arts was the key, and fists were the hard truth. If the importance of harmony was important, how could a martial artist improve? How could this disciple have the heart to improve? How could a clan flourish? If you value peace in everything, then just go straight to the Saint's Book on the path of martial arts. "

The surrounding people were once again flabbergasted when they heard this.

It also made Jing Xian speechless.

Jing Yunxiao's words were logical and logical, Jing Xian was experienced and knowledgeable, at the moment, he had nothing to say.

Suddenly, he felt that the wet behind the ears brat in front of him was not just fifteen or sixteen years old. His wisdom, his words, and his experience were all similar to those of an old man who had experienced wind and rain.

"Elder Xian, The Way of Martial Arts, should be fearless and fearless. If you are bound by it, then it will be difficult for you to walk on the path of martial arts. If you can use it to aid you in your cultivation, then your path of martial arts will be unobstructed. "2

Jing Yunxiao added.

Rather than say that Jing Yunxiao was trying to argue with Jing Xian, it would be better to say that Jing Yunxiao was trying to give him an opportunity to wake him up. Jing Xian was a Palace of Wargod, and although he was also a martial artist, his heart was bound by the mortal world, it was difficult for such a person to break through in the martial way.

This was also the reason why Jing Xian had found it difficult to walk on the road of martial arts.

"Fearless and fearless? "A real experiential learning in the mortal world?"

Jing Xian was startled.

As Jing Yunxiao's words continued to repeat itself in his mouth, the things that he couldn't see or touch previously started to feel clear, and the direction of the cultivation seemed to become clearer and clearer. At this moment, he even had a sudden realization.

"That's right, I'm tied up by the mortal world, my heart of martial arts is covered with dust, my path of martial arts ?"

Jing Xian seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes were brimming with energy.

Everyone who saw this was confused.

Only Jing Yukong who was beside Jing Xian understood that the Elder Xian had entered a state of enlightenment, this kind of enlightenment was extremely rare, it was a cultivation realm that all warriors dreamed of. Jing Yukong did not expect the Elder Xian to enter this realm with just a few words from Jing Yunxiao.

"Ahh, this Emperor can only help you to this extent. The rest is all up to you."

Seeing Jing Xian entering the state of enlightenment, Jing Yunxiao smiled slightly.

Following that, his gaze landed on Jing Qingyi as he said to Jing Qingyi: "Jing Qingyi, Jing Lang said that he was extremely lonely in hell, and begged me to send you there to accompany him.

He gathered all the spirit energy in his body onto his palms, and instantly, a light shined on his palms. A palm imprint of several tens of meters long continuously formed under the change in his hands, and like a towering mountain, appeared in everyone's line of sight, above the palm imprint, released waves after waves of death aura. This kind of death aura spread out, turning the entire area within a few hundred meters into a swamp of death aura.

? ? The content is from [Mick Read]

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