Chapter 951: What the Sword Points to, What the Heart Wants

A man from the mountains, a genius of the sky, was supposed to look down upon the Three Realms and be admired by thousands of people.

However, for the sake of his family, he is willing to be ordinary.

Ten years of sharpening a sword, the sword came out of the Three Realms to shock.

At this time, his demeanor was gone, he was lifeless, his handsome face was lifeless, and his eyes were extremely hollow.

Qing Mo felt distressed for Jiang Chen, and complained that God was unfair.

"Father."

Jiang Chen whispered, the broken arm was dripping with blood, but as far as he was concerned, he didn't feel anything.

"I can't do it, father."

"I caused you to be trapped in Heilongyuan, to experience inhuman torture, and I can only watch you exhaust all your vitality."

"It's the same today. It's ridiculous that I think I can do anything."

He was talking to himself, not knowing who he was talking to.

"Father? No wonder."

Sion below was healing his wounds while admiring the good show.

"Father and son cannibalism, wonderful!"

He laughed triumphantly, feeling extremely happy.

His eyes quickly touched Jiang Chen's severed hand, and he couldn't help shaking his head, knowing that there would be no suspense in the outcome.

"Um?"

Suddenly, he found that the severed hand on the ground turned into a stream of light, flying towards Jiang Chen in the air.

Those streamers fell on Jiang Chen's wound, and then a miraculous scene happened, flesh and blood regenerated!

Soon, Jiang Chen's right hand didn't look any different except that it was partly fair.

"How is this possible? What race is he?!" Xi'an really wanted to find out what secret Jiang Chen had.

"It doesn't matter, when I turn you into a sword slave, I will know everything about you."

With a thought, Jiang Qingyu in the air drew out his sword.

With a sharp sword in his hand, he pierced through the air without dragging his feet, regardless of who the enemy was.

"Jiang Chen!"

Feeling the lethality of this sword, Qingmo couldn't help but lament that Jiang Chen's father was so strong even if he became a sword slave.

However, what he was most worried about was Jiang Chen. Facing Jian Feng, he would do nothing and just stand there in a daze.

He had no choice but to show up with the black dragon to resist Jiang Qingyu.

The Eight Heavenly Dragons had been blessed by vast Buddha power, and their strength had reached that of a star master, but they still couldn't stop Jiang Qingyu's sword.

Becoming a sword slave, apart from his soul being erased, his own martial arts remain unchanged, which is why Xi'an chose Jiang Qingyu.

"Jiang Chen, help us quickly, otherwise you will be defeated one by one, and you are no match!"

The green demon shouted loudly, he knew Jiang Chen's strength, and after fighting Jiang Qingyu, he knew how tricky the situation is now.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen put away the eight celestial dragons.

"Jiang Chen, what are you doing!"

The green demon was shocked, Jiang Chen wanted to send him and the black dragon to the scriptures, and not let them do anything.

"You will die!" The green devil was extremely anxious.

Jiang Chen didn't seem to hear it, and closed the scriptures.

Jiang Qingyu, who lost his target, fixed his eyes on Jiang Chen, and seemed to hesitate a bit, but he still raised the sword in his hand.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, his eyes were red, and he pulled out the Tianque Sword.

"He's trying to destroy himself," said the black dragon.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, this is a rare talent."

The green demon couldn't calm down, and felt unwilling for Jiang Chen, saying: "It's not easy for him to get to this point, it's a pity to fall down like this."

"Everyone has their own destiny." Heilong took it very seriously.

When one person and one dragon were talking, the battle between father and son had already begun.

They are all immortal swordsmanship, but Jiang Qingyu's swordsmanship is obviously stronger.

In addition, the golden-eyed tribe has the treasure of the 'sun golden wheel' in his body.

For a person who becomes a sword slave, the strength is not determined by the realm, but by the energy that drives him.

Of course, there is a limit, otherwise the body will not be able to bear it.

Qingmo was not wrong, Jiang Chen was indeed not an opponent, the most important thing was that he had no intention of fighting, and his whole body was numb.

This made the green demon extremely anxious, this time Jiang Chen is absolutely impossible to be reborn from the ashes, death is death.

"Jiang Chen, do you want your father to become a sword slave forever, and make your enemies proud?" the green demon shouted.

When these words mentioned the effect, Jiang Chen's eyes brightened a lot, the sword's momentum changed, but he still lost to his father.

He had always wondered how strong his father was.

But I didn't expect that one day I would find out in this way.

"I tried my best, but there is nothing I can do." Jiang Chen said.

"Let us out." The green devil said anxiously.

Heilong couldn't help but said: "Why are you so excited? Once Jiang Chen dies, wouldn't you just regain your freedom?"

"I don't want any freedom!"

The green demon has watched Jiang Chen grow up all the way, and has already regarded him like a child, but Jiang Chen's achievements are too high, he dare not reveal the slightest bit.

Soon, Jiang Chen was covered in scars and drenched in blood.

"Sion! Give him a good time!"

Xihan couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted at the fellow next to him: "Why torture him?"

In her opinion, it was Xi'an who controlled the sword slave and abused Jiang Chen.

Sion's face was full of solemnity, and he didn't respond immediately. After a while, he said solemnly: "My order is to kill him."

He is a cautious person, he knows that the overall situation is the most important thing, even though he really wants to torture Jiang Chen to pieces, he also knows that there are many dreams in the night.

But the battle in the air is no longer under his control.

"Father?"

Jiang Chen came to his senses, his performance just now should have killed the other party's sword, why did he delay until now?

He looked up and found that Jiang Qingyu's unfocused eyes were staring at him.

"Father……"

It was an indecipherable look, the look that made Jiang Chen wake up like a dream.

At this time, Jiang Qingyu's sword stabbed again.

But this time, Jiang Chen discovered that the strangeness of this sword was resonating in his "Sword Manual".

Jiang Qingyu is teaching him how to practice swordsmanship!

Jiang Chen had mixed feelings, both surprised and happy, and raised the sword in his hand.

"The sword...the edge...points, the heart...direction."

Jiang Qingyu struggled to get a word out of his mouth.

"Father!"

Jiang Chen shouted in surprise, Jian Nu would not open his mouth, which shows that there is still hope.

"The emotions of the human race are really troublesome things!" Xi'an yelled, he could feel Jiang Qingyu getting rid of his control.

He couldn't help standing up and shouting: "Human race! Once he gets rid of the fate of the sword slave, the sun golden wheel in his body will lose control, and your father will die!"

If it wasn't like this, a Sun Golden Wheel could save Jiang Qingyu who lost his life force, and Jiang Chen wouldn't have to go through such troubles.

Jiang Chen's heart trembled, these words were true.

"concentrate!"

Jiang Qingyu snorted, and said, "I...I promised you...your mother, I will teach you...my swordsmanship."

After finishing speaking, his sword became more and more fierce, Jiang Chen had to put aside distracting thoughts.

"Golden Eye Clan! I want your whole clan to be buried with you!"

Jiang Chen let out a roar, and vigorously swung the Tianque Sword in his hand.

This is a tragic battle, father and son are fighting each other, and they are unwilling in their hearts, but they have to do it.