In a valley surrounded by mountains, several large buildings stand tall, and many small houses are built around them. If there is a master of the formation who knows the formation, he stands on a high place and looks down. You will find that the topography of these buildings is arranged according to a formation.

And in the very center of these buildings, there is a huge arena. In the center of the arena, there was another altar, on which was a black steel sword suspended out of thin air.

The sword is black and made of the finest dark iron stone, and the body is engraved with patterns and decorated with colorful beads. The blade is like frost and snow, the cold light is pressing, and the sword body is engraved with two seal characters: Chixiao.

There were a circle of ordinary porcelain bowls around the altar, but there were no sacrifices in those porcelain bowls.

"Father, the sword festival is about to start in the afternoon, and none of those people have yet arrived. ”

A handsome-looking young man with a figure like a golden ratio stood behind a middle-aged man and said with his head bowed.

"No hurry, they'll come. ”

The middle-aged man said lightly.

Compared with these two people on the field, it seemed extremely empty, but the middle-aged man was very calm.

He was wearing a purple and black robe, with a Chinese face and a mustache. The eyes are indifferent and deep, and the aura is powerful, just like the head of the ancient gate faction.

This person is the current head of the martial family, Wu Wuving, and the young man is his son Wu Zongyun.

"In the past few years, these people have been here for a long time, but this year they came so late, I am afraid that they are wary of us. ”

Wu Zongyun held a silver sword, hugged it to his chest, and said with a frown.

Although the samurai family is a sword-forging family, the descendants of the samurai family also practice swordsmanship, and Wu Wushu and several elders are also masters of swordsmanship. It's just that the martial arts are low-key, and many people only know that the martial arts are a sword-casting family, and they don't know that the martial arts are also a big school that practices swordsmanship. Otherwise, the great kendo sect in Huaxia would be famous for more than just a 'sword sect'.

"Every year in the past, a master who won the sword died, and it's no wonder they were on guard. ”

Wu Wushu shook his head and chuckled, but said indifferently:

"But how great the attraction of the sword is, my martial arts family has been inherited for thousands of years, and the sword forged is incomparable to any sword-forging family, including his Sword Sect. The third child has already sent back the news, saying that there are many martial artists from Wolong Villa, and even uninvited. ”

"It shows that my martial arts sword still has a huge attraction to people in the martial arts world. ”

"So the Father does not worry that they will not come. ”

When Wu Zongyun heard this, he nodded thoughtfully, and then asked with some solemnity:

"This time we set up a sword formation, do we really want to take everyone's lives? Will this move be too big, in case the sect where these warriors belong knows that they died in our martial family, will they come together to retaliate?"

"Revenge?"

Wu Wushu suddenly laughed, startling Wu Zongyun.

"What about revenge? This is the last sword sacrifice of my martial arts family, and the blood of hundreds of people sacrifices swords, and they think that my martial arts family is forging swords every year. But they never imagined that in fact, we cast and cast, and we forge the same sword every year. ”

"After the last sword sacrifice is completed, this sword can be regarded as truly cast, and when the time comes to hand it over to the ancestor, he will be able to use this sword to transform into a physical body, come out of the Sword Pavilion, and help all of us advance to the god realm and step into the earth immortal. From then on, my martial arts family can be free from the world, not bound by life and death. ”

"When the time comes, what can they do to us if they come to take revenge?"

When Wu Zongyun heard this, his body trembled, and he was also a little excited, but he still couldn't help but ask:

"Father, is the old ancestor really so powerful?

The ancestor of the martial family has always been a legend, and everyone in the martial family knows the existence of the ancestor, and he lives in the Sword Pavilion for more than two thousand years. The Sword Pavilion will be renovated once every hundred years, but it is only to renovate the periphery, no one dares to break into the Sword Pavilion without permission, except for the head of each generation who can go in to see the ancestors, no one else is allowed to enter, and those who enter will die.

Including the heir to the next head of the family who has already been chosen, as long as there is no real successor to the position of the head of the family, they cannot enter the Sword Pavilion.

Wu Wushu frowned slightly, and said solemnly:

"The origin of the old ancestor, don't ask indiscriminately, you want to know, only when I die, when you really take over the position of the head of the family, go to the Sword Pavilion and ask the old ancestor yourself." ”

"But I'm afraid I'm the last head of the martial family, the old ancestor hasn't come out of the Sword Pavilion for more than two thousand years, this time out, he will take all of us to become immortals, when the time comes, you will naturally know the origin of the old ancestor." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu Zongyun didn't dare to inquire more about the origin of the old ancestor, and hurriedly said:

"Got it, father. ”

Wu Wushu finally turned around, patted Wu Zongyun on the shoulder and said:

"You take the other disciples to check the arrangement of the magic weapons of the sword formation, and there must be no mistakes. Today is about the ancestors going out, but also about the future of our martial arts, and any arrangement must be done in great detail. ”

"Go ahead!"

Wu Zongyun left the arena and led a group of disciples to check the arrangement of the magic weapons of the formation one by one in the valley, as well as the placement of the directions.

To arrange a super-large formation, it is necessary to deduce the placement of the algorithm with extreme precision, and even the slightest mistake may affect the effect of the formation.

The sword array consisted of twenty-four magic weapons, and Wu Zongyun couldn't help frowning when he led a group of disciples to check the last magic weapon.

"Why is there a crack in this blood crystal?"

After the ground was dug up, a blood-red crystal stone was revealed, and Wu Zongyun was shocked when he saw that there was a small crack on the crystal.

"Senior brother, this rift is so small, it shouldn't affect the effect of the formation, right?"

A disciple said timidly on the side.

"Should?"

Wu Zongyun snorted coldly, raised his hand and gave the disciple a slap, and said coldly:

"There can't be any mistakes in the arrangement of the sword array, in case something goes wrong, are you responsible or am I responsible!?"

The disciple was slapped to the ground by Wu Zongyun, tears rolled in his eyes, but he didn't dare to cry, knelt on the ground and quickly apologized:

"I'm sorry, big brother, it's me who said too much, I deserve to die!"

Seeing this, the other disciples didn't dare to say anything, Wu Zongyun was the son of the head of the family, and he was a prince-like figure in ancient times, how could they dare to intercede for this disciple to offend Wu Zongyun.

What's more, this disciple is not less bullied by them on weekdays, so they won't meddle in their affairs.

"Liu Yi, do you know that the blood crystal has a crack, what needs to be used to repair it?"

Wu Zongyun suddenly smiled sadly, looked at the disciple and asked.

When the disciple known as Liu Yi heard this, he trembled and said:

"Back to Senior Brother, the blood crystal is damaged, and it needs to be repaired with human blood, and the amount of blood required is half of the blood volume in an adult's body. ”

After he finished speaking, he regretted it a little. No matter how stupid he was, he should think of what Wu Zongyun meant by asking him.

Sure enough, I saw Wu Zongyun suddenly pull out his sword, put it on his neck, and said with a dark smile:

"You're right, the blood crystal is damaged and needs to be repaired with human blood. Therefore, for the sake of the future of our martial arts, I have to sacrifice you first. There can't be any mistakes in the sword array, blood crystals, just use your blood to mend it!"

When Liu Yi heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he just stood up to run away, but he found that his neck was cold, and Wu Zongyun's sword had cut through his throat.

"You ......"

He spat out the last word of his life, his eyes darkened, blood spurted from the wound in his throat, and he fell to his knees.

When the other disciples saw this, their whole bodies trembled, but they didn't expect this senior brother to be so ruthless when he said that he would kill someone.

Although this Liu Yi is cowardly by nature and is often bullied by them, they only humiliate him a little on weekdays, instructing him to do this and that, if they want to kill Liu Yi, they still can't give up their hearts.

"Willow ...... Liu Yi ......"

Everyone's scalps were numb, and when they saw that Liu Yi had turned into a corpse, they suddenly fell into an ice cellar.

"What are you doing! Hold him up, blood dripping on the blood crystals. Today is a big day for our martial arts, there are no problems, if the blood crystal is not repaired, I will kill one more person until the blood crystal is repaired!"

Wu Zongyun said expressionlessly, without sadness or joy. It was as if human life was worthless in his eyes.

When these disciples heard this, how could they dare to be stunned, in case Liu Yi's blood was gone, and the blood crystal could not be repaired, and he would have to die again later, who knew if he would die next.

This Wu Zongyun is so fucking perverted!

A group of people hurriedly surrounded Liu Yi, set up Liu Yi, and dripped all his blood onto the blood-red crystal stone, and not a drop was wasted.

Everyone held this position for more than an hour, and Liu Yi's blood finally repaired the crack in the blood crystal.

Wu Zongyun checked it again, and then nodded with satisfaction and covered the blood crystal again. To the people,

"Okay, good job, drag Liu Yi's body down for me and bury it, bury it a little farther away. ”

Several people set up Liu Yi's body, hurriedly ran to the back mountain, found a piece of land at random, dug a big pit, threw Liu Yi's body down, and buried it like this.

"Liu Yi, your life is really tragic. But your death is none of our business, if you become a ghost and want revenge, go to the senior brother, but don't look for us!"

The people who buried the corpse were a little frightened, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the place where Liu Yi was buried, and then left here in a hurry.

After everyone walked away, a figure calmly walked out from behind a big tree. With his bare hands, he directly dug open the loose dirt pit and dragged Liu Yi's body out of it.

After he tidied up Liu Yi's face, he wiped the dirt off Liu Yi's face, and then took out a dagger from his waist and cut off Liu Yi's face.

After reburying Yoshi, he bowed to the mound and left the place as if nothing had happened.

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