Coming back, should I call you Ye Qiu or Xuan Ming now? Forget it, I'll talk about it then. Yi Duyang entered the gate of reincarnation with a smile.

Boundary.

Ye Qiu looked at the twelve-story Chinese-style palace, there were still twelve crows standing on the roof, but now these crows had changed from sons to dependents who belonged to him.

Zi, Yan Niu, I can feel it, you still have a trace of residual breath, and you still have the possibility of resurrection. Wait, I'll get you all back in time.

Returning to the Realm is an end, but at the same time a beginning. There may be a long way to go, but I know the end, we will defeat all the demon souls, and then restore peace to the four worlds of the Sky Realm, the Earth Realm, the Forest Realm, and the Ocean Realm.

This is the end of my cycle and the beginning of my journey as God.

In the territory of the Nibelungen, an unknown ordinary city, Rock Peak.

On a hillside in the suburbs, a man who looked to be an adult was lying on a large rock lazily basking in the sun. Thousands of sheep around him were gnawing on the grass with relish, and the old man on the side drove the sheep away, occasionally smiling at this one a few times.

Although this young man seems to have just become an adult, but this old man is really clear, the young master of his family is only fifteen, but he is developing too fast, especially the two dragon horns, which are thick and long, and the dragon horns are a sign of dignity for the dragon people, and everyone looks at this with some envy. What's more, this young man will do something in the future, and the young man's parents will be happy for a while.

The old man who was herding the sheep wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, he looked at the young man and smiled: "My rich young master, why are you skipping class again today, this is not good."

This young man's full name is Wang Fugui, and he is the son of a wealthy merchant in Yanfeng City.

Alas, the girls in the class came over to touch my dragon horns after class, and I was really annoyed. Besides, today's class was boring, so I couldn't stand it anymore and slipped out.

If you don't study hard, how can you become an official and serve the people?

Serving the people? It sounds like a lot of trouble, Grandpa Liu Gen, I don't want to go to school even more if you do this. Wang Fugui jumped up and broke off a thick willow branch of the willow tree behind him, and danced in the wind, you really don't, this Wang Fugui danced like a decent swordsmanship.

Liu Gen scratched his head in embarrassment, if his master knew that his son had skipped school and slipped out to play with him, then he would not be angry? Liu Gen smiled and said, then the young master might as well change his mind, if you study literature hard, if you recite poetry in the future, wouldn't it attract a large number of girls who are attracted by your literary talent?

Wang Fugui proudly pointed to his dragon horns, my two dragon horns can attract a large number of girls, and the poetry is simply redundant.

Doesn't the young master think it's good for him to learn more?

This one. Wang Fugui threw away the willow branch in his hand, no, I just want to spend my life as an ordinary person, and the business left by my father is enough for me to be annoyed.

Haha, the young master is really carefree. Liu Gen smiled and no longer dissuaded his young master, he knew his young master's habits very well, Wang Fugui was an easy-going person, and his ordinary life was indeed very suitable for him.

At this time, an old man with immortal wind bones suddenly landed on the tree behind Wang Fugui, and his face was full of love for Wang Fugui.

Juvenile.

Who called me?

Look behind you.

There's no one in the back?

Liu Gen swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he saw the person standing on the tree, and he said, Young Master, look at the tree.

Wang Fugui looked up at the tree, and when he saw the old man who landed on a leaf, he said, Wow, the old man who is so good at pretending to be forced can pretend to be more powerful than my father!

The old man's cheeks twitched slightly, he jumped down from the tree and looked at Wang Fugui's body a few times, and then took out a book of exercises from his arms, young man, I see that your bones are amazing, I have a copy of "Ruyi Divine Sword" here, which contains what I have learned all my life, if you become my apprentice, I can guarantee that you will be able to turn you into the next number one swordsman.

Swordsmanship?

Well. The old man looked confident, as if in a few seconds, the young man in front of him would kneel down towards him and recognize him as Master.

Sorry, not interested. Wang Fugui yawned and was too lazy to learn.

What? The old man is going to jump up, not interested, too lazy to learn?

That's right. Wang Fugui looked at the old man in front of him lazily and repeated, not interested, too lazy to learn.

The old man's face was blue and green for a while, and he finally calmed down, young man, you have wonderful roots, and you are a good seedling for sword practice that is rare for millions of people!

I'm not interested. Wang Fugui looked at the empty space that had already dimmed, he yawned and said, Grandpa Liu Gen, the color is about to darken, let's go home early, my mother must have prepared our dinner.

Okay. Liu Gen drove the sheep down the mountain.

The old man walked towards Liu Gen quickly, and he said hurriedly, such an important matter, are you sure you don't persuade this young man? He is a rare sword talent for millions of people!

Liu Gen shook his head, I'm sorry, my lord is quite rich, and he doesn't need to buy cheap vegetables.

I'm your young master, and it's a rare talent to learn swords!

You just heard that. Liu Gen shrugged helplessly, Young Master, he doesn't want to learn from you.

But the old man's words were not finished, Liu Gen and Wang Fugui became a black spot in front of the old man together, leaving only the old man with a confused and helpless face to stay here.

Young master, that old man seems to have some real skills, are you sure you don't want to learn a few tricks from him?

Oh, my father can also make swords, Grandpa Liu Gen, you also know, I still don't learn?

Know, know. Liu Gen sighed helplessly, the master also practiced swords, naturally he knew that his beloved son was endowed with swordsmanship, but no matter what, Wang Fugui didn't learn, what could the master who loved his son do.

Mine! I just want to take in an apprentice! As for how difficult it is? These days, don't you want to learn swords from the master? The old man sat cross-legged on the ground with a helpless face, and he thought, what is a young man of this age interested in?

Is it a rare delicacy cooked with high-level soul beasts? No, no, this young man doesn't seem to be interested in eating. It's not right, this boy seems to have a lot of money in his family. What is that, a pure and lovely beautiful girl?

That's right! It should be a pure and lovely beautiful girl! The old man nodded seriously, boy, boy, boy, as the saying goes, the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass. As long as I use this trick, I won't be able to come easily to you, a young man who has just fallen in love? Hey, hey, hey! Just wait for me!

Coming back, the old man looked behind him in confusion, where did the girl from my Bai Feng go? Isn't it, could it be that I saw that the dragon raised by someone was obsessed with me for a while and threw me down as a father?

However, the old man laughed evilly, this is even easier, as long as I fool Bai Feng to complete this mission and give her a handsome dragon as a pet, she will definitely listen to me obediently.

Without further ado, I'm going to get this crazy girl who doesn't take her dad seriously.

When he first entered the city at night, Wang Fugui noticed a hint of abnormality, he turned his head to look at Liu Gen, Grandpa Liu Gen, is it a little too quiet in the city today?

Liu Gen nodded, and the old hand he stretched out tightly grasped Wang Fugui's hand, young master, follow me.

Well. Wang Fugui nodded, he could notice that Grandpa Liu Gen's hands were very cold.

When he walked towards his big house, Wang Fugui heard some crisp sounds, which sounded like the sound of iron bumps hitting each other.

Liu Gen immediately frowned, he took out a ring from his arms that Wang Fugui had never seen, Liu Gen touched the ring, and a black iron sword immediately appeared in his hand.

After Liu Gen slashed out of thin air, the gate immediately became two halves, and he drove the sheep to go in first, and the head sheep swaggered into the yard and was safe and sound, which made Liu Gen breathe a sigh of relief.

But in the next second, the sheep and the sheep behind him suddenly turned into sushi mutton. Then, hundreds of masked men who jumped out of the darkness slaughtered all the sheep in front of them and surrounded Liu Gen and Wang Fugui.

Where did the bastard come from, he dared to attack the idea of our Wang family! Liu Gen waved his big sword, and the two who rushed towards him and Wang Fugui were stopped and killed.

Wang Fugui grew so big that he was reluctant to kill a chicken, and when he suddenly saw such a bloody scene, he immediately vomited.

Hearing the sound of a sword breaking, a rapid sound of breaking wind rushed towards the door, and the middle-aged man who rushed out killed dozens of people in one go with the broken sword in his hand and then landed in front of Liu Gen. The fatal wound on the middle-aged man's neck was frozen in ice, which allowed him to continue to fight with the sword in his hand.

Daddy, everyone, Wang Fugui said in a trembling voice.

master

The man gently touched Wang Fugui's head, and the corners of his mouth moved to think of something, but the ruined throat made him not say a word.

But Liu Gen knew what his master was.

Lao Liu, the killer of the Zige Pavilion actually found us, here I will support you, you have followed me for the longest time, and I am now the only brother left of you, you must keep the last bloodline of my Wang family!

The corners of Liu Gen's mouth moved to think of something, but he didn't come out after all, he carried Wang Fugui on his back, and then danced the sword in his hand to break through under the cover of the main rao.

Wang Fugui's mind was blank, and only the sound of swords colliding with swords kept echoing in his mind.

After a bloody bath, there were dozens of more creations on his body, and Liu Gen escaped with Wang Fugui, who had been stabbed from behind. When Wang Fugui turned his head weakly to look at his room, he saw his father, who had lost an arm and a leg and fell to the ground, smile bitterly at him.

In the next second, dozens of long swords pierced his father's body, pinning it firmly to the ground.

Liu Gen hid in the darkness with his dark attributes, which allowed him and Wang Fugui to escape from the pursuit of the killer.

There was a thunderclap in the air, and then a downpour of rain poured down.

In the wilderness, Liu Gen put Wang Fugui under a tree with difficulty, he tore off a piece of cloth from under his body to bandage his wounds, and then put his only hat on Wang Fugui's body.

Grandpa Liu Gen, what the hell happened? Why did those bad guys kill us?

Master, actually, neither the master nor I want you to know about this. Liu Gen caressed the black iron big sword path that had cracked, the old man was the director of the dart bureau, although the dart club made a lot of money, but at the same time it also provoked a lot of people, when a mission, more than a thousand brothers, including the master and me, were attacked by a gang of thieves, although the thieves were eliminated, but there were only five people left in our group.

Since then, we have settled incognito in this Yanfeng City after deciding to wash our hands, thinking that no one will know about our existence anymore, but I didn't expect Liu Gen to sigh helplessly, he stroked Wang Fugui's face, and then clenched the sword in his hand and turned to look in the direction of escaping all the way here.

Grandpa Liu Gen, you

Before Wang Fugui finished, Liu Gen knocked him unconscious in one chapter. He took off the space ring on his index finger and put it on Wang Fugui's hand.

I'm sorry young master, but from the very beginning when I called myself the servant of the master, I swore eternal allegiance to my master, even if he is no longer there. Liu Gen smiled bitterly, as the saying goes, there are blessings to share, and difficulties to share. The killers of Zige are all elites, and I will definitely not be able to come back safely if I go here. Young master, although you are a talent for learning swords, I don't expect you to avenge us, after all, our hands have also been stained with blood, and we also have our own sins. The master must think the same way, I hope you can live your life in peace.

Well, farewell, young master. Liu Gen hummed a poem that has been circulated for a long time, the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone and will not return.

That night, the Wang family, which had lit a fire, once again appeared with a sword light.

The meteor-like sword pierced the throat of the enemy, and Liu Gen's people were also stabbed to death by the sword. He smiled and knelt on the ground and stopped breathing, Master, young master, I have sent it safely, and I will also kill the enemy who killed you, we will not lose

This damn bastard killed our head temporarily

What should I do?

I haven't seen the figure of the kid yet, this bastard old man must be hiding somewhere by him, I'll inform the other leaders, and you continue to search here!"

Be!

Liu Gen was too anxious at that time, he completely forgot one thing, although hiding under a tree in the heavy rain could block some rain, it was very easy to be struck by lightning. He seemed to think that his young master was blessed with a great life and would never suffer such a thing.

It's just that although the probability, Wang Fugui really ran into it. At night, a thunderbolt struck him impartially on his head, and this thunderbolt directly caused Wang Fugui to suffer a cardiac arrest.

It was precisely because of this thunder that those killers noticed here.

At the second time, Wang Fugui's body trembled, and he struggled to stand up when he was almost scorched by lightning. He couldn't help but shudder when he saw the black-clothed Rao around him.

Who are these people? Why do they look so fierce? Who am I? Why can't I remember anything?

Feeling the liquid dripping from the corner of his eyes, Wang Fugui instinctively wiped his face with his hand, looking at the crystal liquid in his hand, Wang Fugui muttered, these are tears? Am I crying? Why is this happening, why is my mood so heavy? Is it because of the group of people in front of him?

Tut-tut, this son is really fateful. A man with a red back laughed wildly, he was struck by lightning and was not dead, just right! My favorite thing is to bury people alive, this is what suits my appetite!

The man on the back knocked Wang Fugui to the ground with a punch in the air, he waved a shovel, and the ground was directly smashed out of a big pit by his soul power, and then he lifted Wang Fugui and walked towards the pit.

What are you doing?

What are you doing? Buried alive, of course. The man on the back laughed and looked at Wang Fugui, and when he saw Wang Fugui with an indifferent expression, he smacked his tongue and said, this son is stupid for being struck by thunder if he doesn't die, and he doesn't look scared at all, it's really boring. Forget it, it's a living person anyway, and it's interesting to be buried alive.

Just when the man on his back threw Wang Fugui out, a galloping white light took Wang Fugui and landed on the ground on the side of the big pit.

When Bai Guang paused, the man on his back realized that this was actually a long sword.

You are too impatient, is it really good for a child like this? The old man landed on Lin with a girl who was only 1.6 meters, and he stroked his beard and looked at the people around him with a smile.

Where did the old man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, even dare to disturb Uncle Ben's fun, and he was tired of it?

With a bang, more than two dozen wind-breaking sounds sounded, and four people with ghost faces and twenty-two people with different expressions appeared here.

One of the ghost faces stopped his hand in front of the man with his back who wanted to get angry, crimson and rude.

Isn't it, the man on the back swallowed a mouthful of saliva, am I the one who provoked something?

The ghost nod, he hugged his fist at the old man, I don't know your Excellency's name, we have no intention of doing anything with you, we just want to kill the child in the mission.

There is no father and no mother, and a single name and a white character protect Wang Fugui behind him, are you sure you want to kill this child?

Take people's money to eliminate disasters for others.

What if I don't allow it?" said Bai stroked his beard.

You should be clear in the way you act, even the prince of Lihuo among the twenty-four princes must be afraid of us.

I know that I know, you are the four halls and the twenty-four rakshasas. Bai looked around at the people around him, but it seemed that there was one less rakshasa missing.

That's what you want to do?

After that, the four halls and the twenty-three rakshasas drew their swords in unison and attacked towards Bai, the attack was tight and orderly and there were no flaws.

The sword came! With a wave of his hand, the white sword returned to his hand

For a while, I saw that all the empty land was surging with sword light.

After the brilliant sword light ended, a wound appeared on Bai's chest, and the ghost faces of the four halls and the masks of the twenty-two rakshasas who rushed over were shattered, and their faces were all exposed to the air

The white-haired man led by this guy covered his face and said angrily, Go against our word pavilion, the consequences can be thought out clearly!

Let's withdraw! In the middle of that, the four halls, twenty-three rakshasas, and thousands of miscellaneous soldiers all evacuated from here.

Hubai held his sword and half-knelt on the ground.

Daddy, how are you?

OK. Bai Qiang laughed out and took out a few pills from the space ring and took them, and those bastard killers actually smeared poison on their swords.

Bai who barely stood up touched Wang Fugui's head.

Boy, I didn't ask your name yesterday.

Do I know my grandfather? Wang Fugui said with a confused face, I can't remember anything, I can't even remember my name.

In this way, Bai said softly, it's okay to forget, so that you can learn the sword more distractedly.

Learning a sword?

Do you want to learn now?

Well. Wang Fugui nodded, I don't know why, a voice in my heart told me that I need to become stronger. Wang Fugui knelt down in front of Bai, the master was above, please accept the apprentice's worship.

After that, Bai took Wang Fugui into Yanfeng City again, he pointed to a courtyard that was burned down by soldiers at this time, that should be your home, I will take you over to take a last look, let's leave after reading.

Wang Fugui nodded, knelt down and kowtowed three times to his home.

Master, what do you want to do next?

Take you back to Qingyang Mountain, and we will start our formal cultivation.

After hearing this, Wang Fugui followed behind Bai in silence.

Bai Feng approached Bai and said secretly, Dad, it seems that it is a big family that has been destroyed, don't you know what his name is if you ask someone casually?

It's better not to do more now, a simple and straightforward child suddenly encounters this kind of thing, anyone will not be able to bear it, if he knows his name and remembers something, it will only hinder his path to becoming a sword master.

Poof~ Bai Feng laughed, she secretly pointed to Wang Fugui, who was extremely sluggish at this time behind her, Sword Saint, just him?

This son's qualifications are immeasurable, and the moment I saw him, I deeply felt that I was not worthy of the title of Sword Master.

Ha?

People call me the Sword Master, and although I am a high-level general, after fighting the high-level Four Yamas and the middle-level Twenty-three Rakshasas, I deeply feel my own incompetence.

The corners of Bai Feng's eyes turned red, and she said in a trembling voice: You were okay just now.

This white person leaked his mouth for a while, and he didn't know how to comfort his good daughter.

At this time, Wang Fugui said, Master, what should I call myself in the future?

If you don't have a name, you'll be nameless.

Well.

Half a month later, in front of the waterfall on the mountainside of Qingyang Mountain.

There are two types of swordsmanship, do you want to learn the sword of killing or the sword of protecting people?

What's the difference?

The words are exactly what they say.

I choose the sword of killing.

So decisive? Don't you think about it?

That's what my gut tells me.

That's good, for the sake of the teacher, I will teach you the sword of killing. Bai smiled helplessly, the sword behind him suddenly came out of the sheath, and under the sword, the waterfall was immediately cut in half by a sword, and the waterfall was cut in half for nearly ten minutes. Once you have mastered these two words, you can become a new generation of Juggernaut.

Got it. Nameless pulled out the sword that Shiro had made for him from behind, and from now on, I will learn this.

After teaching Nameless Sword for half a year, Bai left Bai Feng with a dragon named Bai Feng and never returned.

Spring goes to autumn, and three years have passed. In the past three years, Nameless Bai practiced swordsmanship, and took meditation and cultivation as a rest at night. The progress of his strength can only be described as a monster in two words.

At the age of eighteen, he went out of the customs without a name.

A month later, Flowing Water.

Flowing Water City was originally called Flowing Water Peak, which was originally a three-thousand-meter-high mountain, and since the word pavilion incorporated this place as a fortress, people of all colors admired it.

There were so many people who came that it gradually expanded into a city inhabited by 500,000 people, and was officially renamed Flowing Water City. If you find any one of the people in Flowing Water City, you will be an elite assassin.

Although this is one of the jurisdictions of the Twenty-Four Princes of Lihuo, the Lihuo Prince is also afraid of the power of Flowing Water City, as long as there is no major incident in Flowing Water City, he will definitely ignore the affairs here.

The Assassins' Holy Land Pavilion is located at the highest point of Flowing Water City, which is a twenty-nine-story giant building, and the first to twenty-eight cities are the residences of the twenty-four rakshasas and the four halls, and the top floor is inhabited by their boss, a powerhouse of the Divine Palace level.

At this time, an ordinary man and a woman entered the Assassin city

Wow, what a magnificent pavilion. Bai Feng pointed to the highest place in Flowing Water City and shouted excitedly.

Without answering, he looked at a white sword stuck in the highest pavilion.

On the way here, he heard people talking, according to two and a half years ago, the Sword Saint Bai Tijian came here to duel with the boss of the Character Pavilion, and killed all the way, and ten thousand assassins, including one of the Four Palaces, were planted in his hands. It's just that when Bai just climbed to the top of the Word Pavilion and saw the boss, Bai was killed by a blow.

Since then, the boss of the word pavilion has been praised as a myth.

Nameless knew very well that the one who Bai saved himself did not retreat with his whole body, he was hit by a sword and dozens of sword qi, and the sword that hit him was smeared with poison.

Perhaps knowing that he had no cure, he came to Flowing Water City alone without knowing that Bai Feng and himself wanted to apologize for their own deaths, so as not to suffer to Nameless and Bai Feng.