It's soft now

  Lin Yue stepped back two steps, she was fierce but not stupid. The Sword Saint played with the Tian Gui Huang in front of her, this gap could no longer be bridged by a whip.

  "What if he doesn't kill me..."

  Jian Sheng's expression was calm: "I said it early on, if not an enemy then a friend. After I leave, I mustn't leave behind seeds of enmity for the Xianmen."

  "What about him?" Lin Yue pointed at Tenkuo, "Why can you let Tenkuo off, but not willing to let my husband go?"

  "Your husband is different."

  "What's different?"

  "It's hard to describe, it's just different, only people who are different can see his difference, you can't see it."

  Lin Yue Ru's thoughts were all in disarray: "Must you kill me to prove your way?"

  "It must be."

  "Good." Lin Yue's face turned pale as she suddenly drew out the Jade Maiden Sword from Zhao Ling'er's waist, "Just one death will do."

  Lin Yue's mood changed too suddenly, her decision was too hasty, and she didn't give anyone any time to react. The sword had already slashed towards her neck.

  The pupils of the eyes contracted, and there was no time to shout continuously.

  Hmph...

  Lin Yue's eyes were tearless, when making a decision she feared being indecisive, completely without any extraneous thoughts, she clearly felt the sword edge cut through something.

  However, the expected pain did not arrive, but instead a strong smell of wine hit me in the face.

  Will an immortal bleed?

  Got it.

  Jiuxian held the long sword with a single palm, his body slightly trembling: "Shixiong... must it be like this..."

  "Alas... you're ruined by the word 'emotion'. The immortal realm isn't without immortal maidens, must you be with a mortal woman? Disciple brother, you can ruin yourself, but don't hinder others. It's Zhang Si who needs to make the decision now, not you, Situ Zhong. This so-called 'inspiration from scenery' should stop here."

  "I just want to give Zhang Si a chance to choose." Jiu Jian Xian snapped his long sword in two, looking at Lin Yue Ru, "Miss, it's good that you're alive, and it's also good if you're dead, let go of your attachments."

  Ling'er finally came to her senses and rushed over to tightly hug Lin Yue Ru: "Ling'er wants to be with sister... Sister mustn't die... Mustn't die..."

  Lin Yue was paralyzed on the spot, and the emotions she had just suppressed burst out in an instant. From the moment she entered the Lock Demon Tower, she had been suppressing them, suppressing them... She thought that after leaving the tower, it would be a good day, but she didn't expect another Sword Saint to emerge.

  So-called determination is always instantaneous, Lin Yue Ru has love, Lin Yue Ru does not want to die.

  She slowly lowered her head, struggling to hold back tears. At this moment, she felt humble and insignificant after the chastity test, and her attachment to life and love for her husband once again took over her.

  "I... I don't want to die... husband... I don't want to die..."

  Tears fell onto the icy surface.

  Fang Xian stared at the sword suspended in mid-air.

  Looking at it objectively and analyzing it with rational thinking, the Sword Saint is an unbeatable enemy, while Lin Yue Ru is just an ordinary woman. Looking at it from a broader perspective, this is just a game.

  Lin Yue is dead, and so are Zhao Ling'er and Ah Nu, but the game can still be completed.

  But if they were to fight the Sword Saint here, Fang Xian might have to bid farewell to the old man's gaming world forever. Not only would Lin Yue Ru be gone, but Zhao Ling Er would also cease to exist.

  Lin Yu Ru was rational and soon saw through this principle, so she took her own life with a sword to fulfill Fang Xian and Ling Er.

  He walked step by step towards the immortal sword, grasped the hilt, and felt that it possessed infinite power.

  "Let's not waste any more time, mine is running out too. I don't have the luxury to wait for you to figure it out on your own, so I'll just have to resort to this."

  Ling'er shook her head frantically: "Xian Gege... don't..."

  Fang Xian didn't say a word, closed his eyes, and mobilized all his strength to brew the most powerful move [Tian Jian]. The immortal sword paired with the heavenly sword, and between heaven and earth, a kind of power that didn't belong to this world seemed to surge out.

  Ling'er shook her head with her eyes tightly closed, she didn't believe Fang Xian would do such a thing. She held Lin Yue Ru tightly, at this moment, she no longer knew what fear was. Lin Yue Ru gazed at the immortal sword in Fang Xian's hand, this moment seemed very long, giving her time to look back on her life and past.

  Fang Xian's face suddenly turned blue with rage, his body twisting wildly as he used all his strength to propel the sword of the gods towards Sword Saint, shouting "Tiangui, let's end this together!!"

  The words ended, and the Heavenly Sword transformed into a flowing light, stabbing towards the Sword Saint.

  Tian Gui Huang reacted extremely quickly, instantly transforming into a ghostly shadow that attacked Jian Sheng. He loudly shouted: "You guys, follow Lord En out of the prison tower!!! Follow Lord En to destroy the Shu Men!!!"

  All monsters unite in their hatred of a common enemy and charge forward together, regardless of their fighting strength.

  The Sword Saint let out a faint sigh.

  "Alas... it seems we'll have to wait for many more years again."

  He didn't flinch or dodge, and the heavenly sword dissipated just as it was about to touch him. This treasure is unique to the leader of Mount Shu, how could he possibly assassinate his master?

  The Heavenly Ghost Emperor's shadow had also arrived at this time, and the Sword Saint only swept his sleeve. The Heavenly Ghost was struck flying, smashing to the ground, exploding dozens of feet away, spewing out a mouthful of black blood, and struggling on the ground unable to get up again.

  The monsters' flying axes and spears were all returned in full under the Sword Saint's single sleeve.

  It's obvious that a Sword Saint of this level is a bug, and it should have been replaced long ago. However, because no one has taken over yet, it's still stuck in this place.

  It takes a bug to catch a bug.

  Something has been dormant for a long time, and it's unbearable for the sixth time.

  As the Sword Saint parried these attacks with a flourish, preparing to counterattack, he felt an unusual aura approaching, one that completely surpassed the Heavenly Sword and was capable of destroying heaven and earth.

  It's a bit inaccurate to say it's destructive and earth-shattering, it should be said that it's a force specifically targeting BUGs.

  Jian Sheng took a closer look and saw that Fang Xian was holding a lump of black stuff, brewing the incantation to cast "Tian Jian".

  "This is...!" The Sword Saint took a step back, "Heaven—Shattering—Hammer—"

  "You know your stuff." Fang Xian continued to chant, the Breaking Sky Hammer was an old friend he wouldn't forget, from dealing with the Little Grass Monster to now dealing with the Immortal, it was still him.

  In short, Lao Po is a good brother.

  From the Sword Saint's expression, Fang Xian could already tell that this BUG was afraid of that other BUG. The two bugs ended up destroying each other, and Fang Xian still felt a bit heartbroken about it - after all, he had been with Lao Po for a long time.

  "Friends, let's talk it out." The Sword Saint's attitude changed 180 degrees in an instant. He shifted to the side, keeping a safe distance from Lin Yue and Zhao Ling'er. "Don't be desperate, or you'll suffer the consequences."

  "Is this a threat?" Fang Xian's mouth curled up, and he had already made up his mind. The Sword Saint was afraid, which made things easier to handle. The higher one's status, the more they fear fighting for their lives. Those who are barefoot aren't afraid of those wearing shoes. On one side, there's a life that's about to be ruined, while on the other, someone has been mixed up in this for over a thousand years and is about to break through to the next level. Clearly, they don't dare to risk their lives.

  The Sword Saint's eyebrows twitched, and he put down his sleeves: "It's not a threat, it's advice. I admit, this weapon of yours is a divine object that has existed since the Pangu era. If you attack me, I won't be able to dodge."

  Fang Xian was slightly surprised, this Sword Saint is too thick-skinned, he actually took the initiative to say it to this extent.

  "But if you attack, before I'm completely destroyed, there are still some things that can be done. So doing it this way, neither of us will have a good outcome."

  Fang Xian smiled and continued to urge on his true energy, turning his head to ask Tian Gui Huang: "Brother Gui, do you think this hammer of mine will hit or not?"

  The heavenly ghost fire fiercely roared with rage: "SMASH!!!!!!"

  He then struggled to prop up his heavily injured body, turned around and shouted at his subordinates: "All of you, stand in front of Master En and Madam En, no matter what, we must block the evil Tao's fatal blow for our benefactor!! Even if we die, we will perish together with that evil Tao! Give our descendants a free future!!!"

  Tian Gui Huang has become even more cunning this time, he must be thinking of letting Fang Xian take the fall. At this moment, Fang Xian's only concern is also the Sword Saint's fatal blow. If the group of demons work together to resist and help Fang Xian withstand this attack, allowing him to focus solely on it... then the Sword Saint will likely exhaust his energy.

  Then, Tiān Guǐ Huáng rushed to the front of Líng ér Yuè Rú, opening his single arm. At this time, Jiàn Shèng had already let go and was being pointed at by Pò Tiān Chuí, so he couldn't block it.

  "Hmph, just a little demon, can't even withstand one of my sleeves, what's there to discuss!"

  A streak of snot flashed by, and Zhu Tou Guai rushed over to grab Tian Gui Huang's left hand: "I'm here! I swear to protect my benefactor with my life!"

  A tongue swept over: "Bai Wuchang was able to escape from the Lock Demon Tower, it's already a gain, fighting against the evil path, no loss!"

  Fish spear grass monsters, public husband monsters, cow head monsters and so on, one by one rushed forward, constantly pushing Moon Like Spirit Girl and Jade Yu back, the meat wall of demons looked more and more thicker.

  Jian Sheng, although confident that he could annihilate them with a snap of his fingers, was somewhat flustered by the overwhelming aura accumulated from so many demonic hearts and bodies: "Why? You bunch of stupid, unclassifiable demons... how can you have such enlightenment?"

  "This is the love and hate you've abandoned, this is the true emotions that have been refined after suffering in the Lock Demon Tower..."

  At this time, a figure floated in and stood before the Sword Saint and the Wine Sword Immortal. It was none other than Jiang Wan'er, who had been quietly uncommunicative all along.

  "Do you still remember my father?"

  Jiuxian Xian gazed at Jiang Wanyu for a long time, then suddenly retreated a step: "......so...too similar......"

  Wan'er slightly bowed towards Jiu Jian Xian: "You must be Uncle Situ, Mother said you're a good person."

  Jiuxian Xian was speechless, opened a new gourd of wine, and drank a bit too much today.

  Jian Sheng suddenly understood: "Unexpectedly... Jiang Qing and Yu Ruo Xia left behind a descendant."

  "For many years, I've always thought of myself as a cursed child, and I've been troubled by the question of why I'm alive in this world. For 18 years, I've been living in the tower with Father, having lost all hope of survival. But after leaving the tower, I finally felt what it means to be alive, and I understood why Mother and Father brought me into this world. The beauty and ugliness of the world, I love, I also hate..."

  Jian Sheng sighed: "The Lock Demon Tower was originally a place where demons and monsters would kill each other, it was also the place where the next generation of sect leaders would practice their skills to destroy evil... Who would have thought that it would become a place for seeking magic instead."

  Jiang Wanyou didn't say much to the Sword Saint, and instead turned to Fang Xian and said: "Sir, my father and mother told me that they don't hate Shu Shan or the Demon Clan. This ending was their own choice. They want me to put aside the grudge and just be an ordinary person."

  "Look, an 18-year-old girl's understanding is quite something."

  Jian Sheng and Jiu Jian Xian both remained silent, after all, everyone's perspective on things is different.

  Wan Er continued: "So Wan Er also advises everyone to put down their grudges..."

  Jian Sheng, Fang Xian, and even Tian Gui Huang Zhu Tou Guai all exclaimed in unison: "Impossible!"