Lu Changyuan's words caused great fluctuations in people's hearts.
When he was about to die, he finally confided his heart.
As for his scolding, the audience who scolded were shocked and felt chills down their spines.
However, what is even more sad is that more audiences have long been numb, they have become accustomed to doing evil, and they take this behavior for granted.
Facing Lu Changyuan's scolding, they were indifferent, and even felt that Lu Changyuan was not scolding them at all.
Lu Changyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Xiang Nan, dig out their hearts and see, everyone's hearts are a thousand times dirtier than mine!"
"You killed me, but you just killed a poor guy struggling to survive in this troubled world."
"Ha, hahaha!" Lu Changyuan laughed and burst into tears: "Go to his martial arts, go to his world!"
What he said touched people's hearts very much.
But everyone thought that a "just man" like Xiang Nan would be deeply stimulated by Lu Changyuan's words.
But in fact, Xiang Nan didn't. Instead, he was very calm, with a calm and expressionless face.
Xiang Nan looked at Lu Changyuan calmly, and said, "What you said is too ridiculous, is this the reason why you are willing to degenerate?"
"If you do evil, there will be one more disgusting person in this world. If I guard my conscience, I can at least guarantee that there is still one person with a clean conscience in this world."
"People's hearts are sinister, and the world is so depraved, but you choose to be one of them. You dare not confront this dark world, and you dare not say no to them."
"Do you know." Xiang Nan narrowed his eyes slightly: "In my eyes, you are just a coward, just like thousands of cowards in the world!"
"But I dare."
Xiang Nan raised the saber in his hand, and pierced the giant saber through Lu Changyuan's entire chest!
That Lu Changyuan's eyes were sharp, and blood rolled out along the blade protruding from his chest.
Xiang Nan pulled out the giant knife and said coldly, "I'm not a righteous person. I just can't understand you cowards. I'm the one who wants to kill you."
"I don't just want to fight people, I dare to fight the sky!"
"And I'm doing it now."
Xiang Nan kicked Lu Changyuan's body to the ground. He thrust the giant knife into the ground, knelt down facing Xu Caiyue's direction, clasped his fists and said, "Master! This apprentice has cleaned up the house!"
"I, Sun Peak, have no such disciples!"
"Okay!" Xiao Jun waved his fists and jumped straight up: "Beautiful job!"
"Just kill them! Kill them all!"
This scene made the audience's blood boil. That Xiang Nan actually defeated Lu Changyuan, who was ranked third among the Seven Tigers of the Southern Region!
But at this moment, there is no audience cheering, and no one is cheering.
This was a victory without applause, but the result of this victory severely tortured people's hearts.
Xiang Nan carried the bloody giant knife and walked back to the foot of his mountain step by step.
The scene of him walking forward with a knife made people feel the shock of the soul.
Is Xiang Nan fighting alone? Perhaps what he was fighting alone was not only Tianxuanzong, but this entire dark and boundless world.
After returning to the foot of the mountain, Xiang Nan closed his eyes and sat down. He activated Tianlei to restore his vitality.
In the direction of Haoranzong, Xu Caiyue didn't say anything, she just nodded slightly.
The elders of the six major sects did not cheer, they knew how they climbed up and how they became stronger step by step.
If it is said to be dead, I am afraid that more than 90% of the people at the scene deserve to die.
As if the sun had died, everyone had burrowed into the ground like mice, surviving in embarrassment.
But a man walked back to the ground with a knife in his hand. He was like a light shining on the faces of the mice, making them feel stinging.
Yuan Meng looked at Xiang Nan with complicated eyes, and there was more pity in his eyes. He thought of the late-night conversation between Xiang Nan and him that night in Nether Thunder Prison.
"I want to join the Haoran Sect." Yuan Meng said this out of nowhere.
"What?" Xiao Jun suddenly looked at Yuan Meng.
Yuan Meng's eyes kept looking at Xiang Nan's back, and he said firmly: "No matter what you think, I will join the Haoran Sect."
"I want to fight with such a man, even if I die in battle, I will have no regrets."
"As soon as the competition is over, I will go to my own master and ask him for orders."
Today, Xiang Nan has fought six battles, winning all six, and even beheaded Lu Changyuan, the third strongest of the Southern Seven Tigers.
Ten minutes later, Xiang Nan dragged his tired body and stepped onto the battlefield again.
His body is already very tired, but his eyes have never been so firm.
The scene has always been quiet, since Xiang Nan won against Lu Changyuan, it has been quiet until now.
On the silent battlefield, Xiang Nan held a long knife and pointed forward: "Tianxuanzong, come to fight!"
A young man slowly flew over from the opposite side.
There was no expression on the man's face. He pulled out the long sword from behind and threw it on the ground.
Xiang Nan frowned: "What?"
The man said: "I know that I will definitely regret my current decision tomorrow, but at least I am moved by you at this moment."
"Xiang Nan, I never admire anyone, even the strong ones who can trample me to death, because I know that as long as I give me enough time, I can reach their realm."
"Whatever they can do, I can do the same."
"But facing you, I don't think I can do this. I'm afraid I can't become Xiang Nan even if I work hard all my life."
"If you are like us and use whatever means to achieve your goals, you must be stronger than you are now."
"But I know that if I go against the trend like you, I won't be able to have the strength I have now."
"Your existence, let me know that this world is not yet hopeless, so please accept my respect, I admit defeat."
"What?" Xuan Qingzhu said, "Say it again!"
The man looked up at Xuan Qingzhu, and said lightly: "It's the same if you say it a hundred times, I admit defeat."
"Back off!" Xuan Qingzhu's face flushed slightly, and a killing intent flashed in her eyes.
She didn't ask the Night Demons to make them surrender.
According to the rules of the game, Xiang Nan has the last game today, the eighth game.
A person flew over from the opposite mountain, who was also a master of Night Demon.
And this man, with a smile on his face, played with a pair of daggers in his hand, and said, "Xiang Nan, do you know that I think I'm handsome as a member of Night Demon!"
"We dare to yell at the eight major sects, and we dare to work together with Tianxuanzong. I think this proves my courage."
"But now I find that my courage is a bit insignificant compared to yours."
As he said that, the man dropped the dagger in his hand on the ground, and he shrugged: "I won't be playing tricks, this match, I won't fight."
The audience was stunned.
what happened? The masters of Tianxuanzong actually started to surrender one after another
When the first person surrendered, everyone didn't have much emotional fluctuations, but now the second person is also the same.
It was like a plague that was constantly spreading.
"Today's game is all over, let's go!" Xuan Qingzhu flicked his sleeves with an ugly face, and left directly.
That night.
Xiang Nan sat by the seaside alone, facing the distant sea and the vast starry sky.
Accompanying him are only a knife and a jug of wine.