The memory of the villain was exposed, and the empress begged for forgiveness

"Now, I return all the kendo you taught me, as well as this sword heart, to you. Is it worthy of your teachings over the years?"

Chu Yang's voice was almost hoarse, and he was enduring the great pain caused by the collapse of the sword heart.

However, his heart seemed to be relieved.

At least, there is no more embarrassment, at least you can choose the best of both worlds, at least you can have a clear conscience...

Outside the Emperor of Heaven.

All the monks were dumbfounded, their faces full of disbelief.

They thought about countless possibilities, how Emperor Zun would deal with the current situation.

But what he never expected was that Emperor Zun would make such a choice.

He didn't feel sorry for Shien, he didn't feel sorry for his brother, the only one who was sorry was himself.

Any one of them would never be able to do what Emperor Zun did. He could be so hard-hearted and destroy his invincible sword heart, and even cut off his own arm.

Everyone's monks' eyes became red at this moment.

They were very moved, and they couldn't help feeling emotional in their hearts.

What kind of ending will be worthy of God Zun's ups and downs over the years?
Bearing the blood feud of his parents when he was young, and having to bring up his infant sister little by little, this is already extremely difficult for a boy who is only seven years old.

Later, after carrying the supreme bone and achieving some achievements in cultivation, the younger sister was killed, and the emperor spared no effort to kill the powerful enemy, leaving a whole body of injuries.

In order to save his sister, he dug out the supreme bone.

Afterwards, he managed to re-learn the way of the sword, and when he was about to reach the peak, he resolutely destroyed the heart of the sword in order to repay his teacher's kindness and for his brother.

Emperor Ming Ming had worked so hard to reach this level, possessing the strength to avenge his blood relatives, but in the end he ended up in such a state.

This kind of sword heart is what countless monks dream of but never have, but Emperor Zun can destroy it.

"Actually, we should have thought about it a long time ago. In that era, besides Emperor Zun himself, who else could destroy his sword heart?"

"The truth of the year turned out to be like this. Emperor Zun tried his best to conceal this past, and it turned out that it was not because he did something outrageous."

"He is worried that after Emperor Nie finds out about this, Emperor Nie will face him facelessly!"

A heavy voice resounded in the heavenly court, and after countless monks learned the unacceptable truth, their eyes sparkled with infinite respect.

Nie Fengyun looked at the young man in the mirror who cut off his own arm with a sword and destroyed the heart of the sword, he was stunned.

His complexion became a little ferocious, and there were streaks of blood in his eyes.

At this moment, in his mind, the scene of Emperor Zun destroying Jianxin is all there, and he will never forget it for a long time.

"The truth turned out to be like this. It turned out that his sword heart was destroyed in this way. It turned out that it was me that caused him to lose the invincible sword heart that could have pointed directly at the Dao."

All puzzles, doubts, and suspicions can all be explained at this moment.

Obviously when I met this guy for the first time, his arms were intact, but his foundation was damaged, but when we met again later, he lost one arm.

At the beginning, he asked this guy, but the other party kept silent about the past of this matter.

Emperor Zun with such a sword heart, sword intent, and swordsmanship talent should have become the most monstrous swordsman in history.

He and he are obviously siblings, but such a past event, he has never mentioned it to himself at all, just worried that he will feel guilty in his heart.

Nie Fengyun's eyes were already blurred with tears, and his heart was filled with grief.

It turned out that Chu Yang had made such a big sacrifice for him without his knowledge!

For a while, he didn't know how to repay his big brother.

in the mirror.

Shock was written all over Sword Master's old face.

He did not understand Chu Yang's behavior, and was shocked by Chu Yang's determination.

For Chu Yang, he only needed to kill Nie Fengyun, and he would be able to cut off the cause and effect between the two and regain his freedom.

With his kendo strength and talent, he can go back and avenge this bloody revenge. At that time, most of the burden on him can also be unloaded.

But he would make such a choice.

The purity of Chu Yang's sword heart far exceeded Sword Master's expectations.

He would rather abandon the powerful swordsmanship talent and strength that countless monks dreamed of, and did not do anything to feel sorry for him or Nie Fengyun.

Seeing Chu Yang's lonely face, Jian Zun couldn't bear it for a while.

If he is willing to give up the hatred in his heart and make concessions to Chu Yang, will he be able to see the rise of a peerless sword cultivator in the near future?

It's a pity that it's too late, even if he has regrets in his heart, he can only think about it in his heart.

Chu Yang remained silent. He dragged his exhausted body and walked forward step by step.

When he came, he only had a wooden sword that accompanied him when he was a child, and when he left, he only had such a wooden sword.

At this moment, it has been snowing heavily, and the earth is covered in silver.

Chu Yang was walking in the snowy field, and behind him was a trail of bloody blood.

The wind and snow were icy cold, and Chu Yang couldn't help shivering.

Two lines of tears fell from the eye sockets, and in this severe cold environment, the tear stains were covered with frost and snow.

He didn't feel sorry for his teacher, he didn't feel sorry for Nie Fengyun, and he didn't feel sorry for himself.

In his opinion, the only ones he feels sorry for are his parents.

The blood feud has not been avenged, but he has already destroyed the invincible sword heart, and his shocking cultivation is gone.

How could he be qualified to do so now!
If parents are alive in heaven, they will scold themselves when they see themselves making such a choice, right?

Chu Yang smiled miserably.

Chu Yang, who calmed down a little, looked at the wooden sword in his hand.

There was a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

When he was still young, he planted a seed in his heart longing to practice swords, and this wooden sword was made for him by his father himself.

After having his own exclusive saber, Chu Yang was so happy at that time that he wished he could hold this wooden sword with him when he slept.

Whenever he was free, he would hold this wooden sword and practice all kinds of lame sword moves by himself.

Although he has never been able to achieve a great name, but at that time, he lived a very satisfying and fulfilling life every day.

This wooden sword can be said to have accompanied him throughout his childhood and youth.

On the wooden sword, a young man's dream of being a swordsman was entrusted.

For that boy, this wooden sword is a priceless treasure in this world.

"Ugh!"

Chu Yang sighed heavily, his expression complicated.

Click!

In the end, Chu Yang chose to break the wooden sword that had accompanied him for so many years.

Looking at the wooden sword that had been broken in two, Chu Yang felt mixed feelings.

It can be regarded as a perfect end to the dream I had when I was a child.

Just like that, a peerless arrogance who had just entered the way of swords for less than five years, with the sword in his hand, a young man who was known to everyone in the entire fairy world, completely left the way of swords.

From then on, there was no sword cultivator Chu Yang, only an ordinary boy, Chu Yang.

"from now on."

"No more sword practice..."

In the cold wind and heavy snow, the boy's voice was weak, and he whispered to himself.