Chapter 2050 If You Fail to Prove Daojian 1 in This Life, Then the Old Lady Will Go...

Jian San laughed. Amidst the laughter, she tried to raise her head, and looked at Xue An quietly, "I didn't blame you, why are you so anxious to explain?"

Xue An stopped talking.

"It's such a pity, it's only a little short, I can win against Li Jingxing, and then I will be the majestic Sword Two!"

A look of fascination appeared in Jian San's eyes, "In that case, I can challenge you openly, as long as I cut you under the sword again, then my lovesickness can be solved!"

"You said, would I be the invincible Jian Yi?" Jian San asked.

Xue An was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Yes!"

"Hehe, I really feel happy just thinking about it! It's a pity...but I can't see it anymore!"

With the words, the brilliance in Jian San's eyes began to dim, and the wound between his chest and abdomen also faintly showed blood.

An extremely complicated expression appeared in Xue An's eyes.

He didn't know how to face this girl who regarded kendo as her life.

I don't even know how to face her downfall.

At this moment, Jian San suddenly chuckled, "I didn't expect that there would be a man who felt sorry for me before he died!"

As she spoke, she turned her head with difficulty to look at the stands in the distance.

"That woman is much stronger than when she was on Earth. Is she your wife?"

Xue An nodded.

"Heck, I really regret not killing her when I was on Earth!"

Speaking of this, Jian San suddenly spat out another mouthful of pale golden blood.

As soon as Xue An grasped her thin shoulders, he continued to pass his cultivation level, and at the same time said in a deep voice: "Take a break, don't talk!"

"Hehe, it's useless, my sword heart is broken, even if you regain the position of Immortal Venerable now, you won't be able to save me!" The brilliance in Jian San's eyes became more and more dim.

But she stretched out her hand tremblingly, and suddenly inserted it between her chest and abdomen.

With a click, her ribs broke, and her hand penetrated into the atrium, and slowly pulled out a small crystal bright sword.

The audience could hear the needles in silence, and Jiujian Immortal Linghujue showed a look of unbearable expression,

He whispered: "The sword heart condenses..."

Among the sword cultivators, there is a kind of cultivation method, that is, before the top sword cultivators fall, they can condense all their sword sense and cultivation base together, and then extract them and pass them on as inheritance.

But this requires him to endure extremely terrifying pain.

Because Jianxiu's sword heart has been closely integrated with his body, and there is no distinction between them at all. If you pull it out, it is equivalent to pulling out a person's bones.

But Jian San did it with a calm face.

When the little sword was pulled out, she gently placed it in Xue An's hand.

"It's yours!"

The temperature in Jiansan's heart still remained on the little sword, which also made Xue An stunned in place.

At this time, Jian San's complexion was almost transparent, but he still smiled.

"Do you know what my name is?"

Xue An nodded, "I know, your name is Jian San, the third San!"

"No!" Jian San shook his head, then leaned into Xue An's ear with difficulty, and whispered.

"That's just my nickname, my real name is Shen Suqian! You have to remember this name!"

"Okay, I will remember!"

There was a blush on Shen Suqian's pale face, and she suddenly grabbed the clothes on Xue An's chest tightly.

"Hold me, I'm so cold!"

Without hesitation, Xue An gently hugged her in his arms.

Shen Suqian leaned on Xue An's arms, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then whispered softly.

"It's so warm!"

But her body was getting colder and colder.

"Go to sleep when it's warm." Xue An said softly.

Shen Su lightly smiled and said: "You big liar, I don't sleep, once I fall asleep, I won't be able to wake up again!"

Although she was laughing, the scar on her chest and abdomen kept gushing out blood, gradually turning into a collapse of blood.

Shen Suqian's lips gradually turned pale, and the brilliance in his eyes also began to fade.

She raised her head, stared blankly at the starry sky, and said softly, "Xue An!"

"Um!"

"If you fail to prove Dao Sword One in this life, then I will fight again in the next life! Remember to wait for me!"

"good!"

Shen Suqian showed a satisfied smile, "That's good, let's go!"

After all, the brilliance in her eyes dissipated little by little like a furnace that was about to go out.

Xue quietly sat on the ground without speaking.

He could feel that the body in his arms was getting colder and colder.

The whole place was eerily quiet.

An Yan, who was behind the crowd, had already burst into tears.

After a long time, Xue An said softly: "I rarely admire anyone in my life, but you are definitely one!"

As he spoke, Xue An hugged her corpse and stood up slowly.

"Miss Jiansan, go all the way!" Ye Bufan, the old man Xijian suddenly shouted.

Many sword cultivators also burst into tears, "Miss Jiansan, go all the way!"

At the same time, Li Jingxing, who had been sitting on the ground with his eyes closed all the time, opened his eyes at some point, then slowly stood up, and walked to Xue An's side.

"Bury her on the Sword Mountain, I think she will like it very much!"

Xue An nodded.

Li Jingxing raised his eyebrows, and a beam of sword light directly split the void in front of him.

A large mountain looms in it.

And on this mountain, there are many towering sword steles.

With the sword as the monument, it is the most sacred place in the Sword Palace, and it is also the place where the sword mountain is specially used to bury the sword masters of the past dynasties.

Xue An didn't go in, but just put Shen Suqian's body into the mountain.

in an instant.

As if sensing the arrival of the corpse, there was a loud bang in the mountain, and then a sword monument rose from the ground, and soon surpassed the monuments of the previous sword masters, and finally reached an unprecedented height. stopped.

As for her corpse, it has been cast into it and turned into eternity.

After all this is done.

The aura around Li Jingxing couldn't help but weakened more and more, to the point that he was on the verge of falling, and he couldn't even stand firmly.

This also caused a low exclamation from the audience.

"Can you still hold on?" Xue An asked calmly.

"It's not bad, but this time my sword heart was also severely injured, and it will take at least three years to recover!" Li Jingxing said with a wry smile.

Xue An nodded, "Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen to the Sword Palace!"

"En!" Li Jingxing also nodded, and then said softly: "Then please, I will enter the customs first!"

After finishing speaking, Li Jingxing closed his eyes again, and was suppressed by several sword intents in the blink of an eye, unexpectedly just standing in retreat like this.

This battle ended with one death and one injury.

Xue An looked around the audience, and then said in a deep voice: "All the disciples of Sword Palace turn around, and everyone else retreats!"

Jane heard the words in her heart with excitement, and just about to promise, she heard a cold voice from behind.

"What are you, dare to point fingers here?"