"I said it...... I believe in the light !!"

As soon as the words fell, the body moved, and the wind suddenly rose.

Gu Qiuyi held the sword in his right hand, his Xuan power skyrocketed, the blue sword Yu Jia shone, and in an instant, the sword shadows in front of him flew one after another, and countless sword blades gradually converged, accompanied by a slight lightning and thunder, forming a spiral and flying thunder dragon, roaring for nine days, and the next breath, swooping through the air, and the sword splitting the sky.

Maybe it was because of the helplessness and disappointment of being calculated in the northern forest this time, maybe it was because he was worried about the safety of the children of the family, maybe it was because of the confidence brought by his broken mirror, now, he just wanted to end all this as soon as possible, and then return to the Gu family, thwart the conspiracy of the Great Elder and Herard, and find out the truth behind it......

A few days ago in the ring match, the wind and thunder sword suddenly appeared, stunning the audience, one person and one sword, after just a few days of fit and understanding, at this moment, the wind and thunder sword in Gu Qiuyi's hand finally broke out with the most powerful power ever, the sword body is still blue and dazzling, thunder and light flying, but the sword shadow can be turned into thousands of sword blades, come and go without a trace, every sword has a spirit, and every sword is full of the killing intent of destroying the heavens and the Jedi......

The middle-aged man frowned, and in the face of this move, his heart trembled faintly, and an unreachable thought suddenly appeared, making his hair stand on end...... This move, he didn't dare to take it, he should retreat.

But, in just a moment, he dispelled this shameful and inexplicable thought.

Because, he is a dignified master realm, not to mention, he is also a killer, a cool killer, and a legend in the killer world!

In a thought, the middle-aged man took a step forward, trying to calm the undetectable intention in his heart, and released his Xuan power, releasing the majesty and momentum that he should have as a Xuan Master, and his right hand floated in the air, and a wooden sword appeared in his palm.

This is just a wooden sword, with an ordinary appearance, a slightly wide hilt, and a rough blade, only three inches long, which looks inferior to even the lowest mortal weapon, and it is estimated that no one will look at it if it is thrown at the market stall. However, at the moment when this wooden sword shook the body of the sword, everyone clearly felt an unprecedented coercion, accompanied by the trembling and humming sound of dozens of swordsmen's long swords around them, and the trembling roars of countless dead branches and leaves around them......

Bang!!!

Bell Bell Bell !!

In the frightened eyes of everyone, the wooden sword slashed fiercely on the thunder dragon, the bell rattled, and the sparks splashed everywhere, and the thunder dragon also took the opportunity to hover upward, and Lan Mang completely devoured this unsightly wooden sword in an instant......

"Ah!!" felt the power of thunder and lightning erupted by the thunder dragon, the middle-aged man instantly felt his arm numb, roared angrily, and the mysterious power in his hand burst out again, and in an instant, the flying sand and stones under his feet, the dead branches and scattered leaves were like flowing water and were continuously pulled to the wooden sword by a huge force, the wooden sword trembled all over, becoming more and more huge, more and more strong, and the power of the explosion was also fierce and fierce, and he resisted the thunder dragon's continued progress, destroying the huge sword storm step by step......

Zizizizi!!

Seeing that the thunder dragon was shrinking and was about to be completely destroyed in the next breath, the middle-aged man was not happy and worried, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were staring ahead, because he did not feel the collapse of the thunder dragon, but instead noticed that its power was constantly condensing, getting stronger and stronger, and there was a faint special breath, under this breath, the mysterious power aura released by the wooden sword in his hand was passing at an alarming speed......

Fire Spirit Orb !!

The middle-aged man was horrified in his heart, he couldn't care about the thunder dragon in front of him anymore, and the mysterious power in his body was even more frantically gushing out......

Pound!!

The thunder dragon exploded directly, the middle-aged man took a few steps back to stabilize his body, suppressed the horror in his heart, just lifted the wooden sword in his hand before he had time to take a first look, only to hear the sound of "pound", the wooden sword was shattered all over the body, scattered all over the ground, like rotten wood, and finally turned into spring mud to protect flowers......

Gu Qiuyi also took a few steps back, held the Wind Thunder Sword and trembled slightly, calming down a mouthful of blood surging in his body, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, because, with this move, he narrowly won.

"What...... What!" everyone in the Men in Black camp exclaimed.

The wooden sword shattered.

The meaning of this wooden sword, in the eyes of others, this may be just an extremely ordinary wooden sword, but as core members of the killer organization, how could they not understand the meaning of this wooden sword in their hearts.

In the Killing Tower, there has always been a legend that a killer with a wooden sword successfully assassinated a king of the Xuanzong Realm in a dark and rainy night. This person's sword may not be the strongest in the organization, but it is definitely the pride of the organization, a model in the killer world, this wooden sword with its unsightly appearance is even more terrifying than a spiritual weapon. The courage and determination to dare to assassinate a whole realm higher than oneself alone is enough to make countless killers worship with both hands and be convinced.

He's a legend!

However, the wooden sword in his hand was destroyed.

This man with a wooden sword was no match for a young man in the Xuantu realm.

On the other hand, Gu Qiuyi stood in front unscathed, the wind blew through the tips of his hair, feeling so natural and calm, as if he was the Xuanshi Realm, and he was the emperor who was qualified to look down on the world.

"This ......" Huo Xinghai and Jingtian were also dumbfounded, this earth-shattering confrontation of ghosts and gods was no longer imaginable at their level.

"I may not be able to catch up with Brother Gu anymore, this is also progressing too fast, a few days ago, I was able to use the cultivation of the fourth level of the Xuantu Realm to fight against two Xuantu Realm advanced and two Xuantu Realm fifth, and now, a few days later, I can compete with the Xuanshi Realm with the strength of the eighth level of the Xuantu Realm without falling behind......" Huo Xinghai muttered to himself, his eyes lost.

Jingtian's heart is full of joy and gratitude, because this god-like man is still his brother, living and dying with him, sharing weal and woe, even if he does something he shouldn't do, he can be open-minded and forgive, his heart, his strength, his talent, one day, will eventually stand at the peak of the mainland......

From the middle-aged man slapping Gu Qiuyi with one palm, to Gu Qiuyi's desperate fight to devour the fire spirit bead, and then to Gu Qiuyi's momentum that shocked the audience, it took less than half a quarter of an hour to pass.

In half an hour, the battle situation in the field turned over and over, with twists and turns.

In half an hour, the middle-aged man fell from heaven to hell.

In half an hour, Gu Qiuyi turned defeat into victory and escaped from the brink of death.

For half an hour, the young man in black behind the middle-aged man was still standing silently in place, not even moving his footsteps.

As early as half a month ago, he had already seen the strangeness of Gu Qiuyi, so he was the only one in the audience who did not change his face. In the bleak rainy night of Yongding City, at that time, he only had two ordinary simple knives and a bow and arrow in his hand, no divine weapons, no high-level martial arts, and his cultivation was only in the realm of Xuanzhi, but he could defeat him and the Haori Sword in his hand. And half a month later, he was holding the spirit weapon Wind Thunder Sword, and he could fight with the Xuanshi Realm without falling behind.

Although the black-clothed young man himself is confident, he himself holds the spirit weapon Haori Sword and dares to fight with the Xuanshi Realm, but he will not be defeated in more than three faces, and he will never be able to destroy the opponent's divine weapon. Because, the Xuan Disciple Realm and the Xuan Master Realm, the difference between the Xuan Li Realm is like a bottomless ravine, without wings, it will never be able to fly to the other side.

However, the kid in front of him once again subverted his perception of this Cultivation Realm......

......

The middle-aged man finally had a trace of thought, the wooden sword had been destroyed, and he had no intention of fighting again. From now on, there will be no wooden sword, no more legend of the wooden sword in the world, its glory, its merits, and its indifference will be gone......

He turned his head to look behind him, looked at the young man who was silent but still had no change in face, he couldn't help frowning, he was quite dissatisfied in his heart, he fought alone and lost his love sword, but he couldn't get any assistance, helplessly, sighed, and finally asked out loud: "Don't you want to make a move?"

The young man moved his gaze to him, his eyes did not make a wave, pondered for a moment, and replied: "We are both the commanders of the Killing Towers Division, and you have no right to order me. Besides, you haven't decided the winner yet, don't you want to kill him with your own hands to avenge your love sword? As a legend and a master of the Xuanshi Realm, don't you want to save some face? The show has just begun, do you want to quit?"

Middle-aged man: "......"

"However, since you can't hold it anymore, it looks like I'm going to have to make a move. The young man's words changed, and he turned his gaze to Gu Qiuyi on the opposite side, slowly stretched out his hand, and pulled out the Haori Sword that was behind his back. The last time he forcibly used this sword, so that the meridians burst and the Xuan power was depleted afterwards, but now, he doesn't have to worry about the sequelae caused by the use of these spiritual weapons, because, now, he has completely connected with the Haori Sword, it can be said that the Haori Sword is him, and he is the Haori Sword!

The Haori Sword is full of light, with a more chaotic and complex humming sound than the wooden sword, it is the sword of the king, but also the sword of light, it comes to judge the sins of the world.

Gu Qiuyi looked at this familiar young man, his brows were furrowed, he could clearly feel that the aura of the young man in front of him was no longer what it used to be, and it was definitely no less than the middle-aged man beside him.

"The second time we met, I forgot to introduce myself, remember, my name is Mo Qiuyu. The young boy spoke indifferently.

"Mo Qiuyu, Qiuyu, Qiuyi!Hey, you guys are really fated to ......" Huo Xinghai looked at the two of them, and suddenly felt that the name was a little funny.

Jing Tian stood aside, vigilantly looking around at the black-clothed swordsmen, his face was full of solemnity, and he carefully advised: "Brother Gu, be careful, this kid has a spiritual weapon in his hand. ”

Gu Qiuyi glanced at the Haori Sword, his whole body turned slightly, he unfolded his formation, and suddenly said to Mo Qiuyu: "Don't you think it's a little ridiculous?

"Oh, you will see, because not only do you believe in the light, but I also believe. When the words fell, Mo Qiuyu's Xuan power was fully opened, and the Haori Sword was radiant, turning into a meteor, and the sword pointed forward......

The speed of this sword is so fast, how powerful it is, and how tricky the angle is! Everyone in the field was shocked.

Huo Xinghai and Jingtian exclaimed at the same time: "Be careful!!"

A sword!

"Poof~~~"

In the next moment, the sound of vomiting blood resounded in the sky, and everyone in the audience was stunned, as if they had been hit by nine thunders, their bodies stiffened, and their thoughts stagnated.

I saw a person covered in blood, and he was actually pierced through his chest by Haori's sword......

That person was not Gu Qiuyi, but a middle-aged man standing in front of Mo Qiuyu!

The Haori sword pierced through the middle-aged man's chest, from the outside to the inside, and thrust into his body, smashing his heart and ribs, and then bursting out, and the surrounding area was instantly filled with a disgusting smell of blood and a desperate breath that was still shivering and vomiting blood.

Gu Qiuyi came to his senses and finally understood the meaning of Mo Qiuyu's words, he also believed in light, so he wanted to use the sword of light to cut through the darkness and kill the evil with contempt.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened, his face was full of disbelief, his mouth, nose, chest, and every inch of skin on his body were bleeding out, and there was a faint hoarse voice of despair in his throat: "You...... For...... Miscellaneous...... ......"

Mo Qiuyu's eyes were still cold and indifferent, as if he had done an inconspicuous little thing, and his words were amazing, Kai Kai said: "Because, as a killer, but also as a killer who kills Lou, you don't abide by the rules of the organization, collude with others privately, and try in vain to trap Lou Lou into an unkind and unjust place, you deserve to die." Oh...... Another thing, you're a killer, you're even cooler than me, so ...... You...... Sin is unforgivable. ”

After speaking, Mo Qiuyu's right hand exerted force, Haori's sword pierced through his chest, and the middle-aged man's chest blood arrow soared, and he staggered back a few steps to his side, and finally couldn't support it and fell in a pool of blood, his pupils contracted and suddenly dilated, as if he was unwilling to be ruthlessly erased by the world like this, as if he still had a wish, as if he was still not defeated......

He is in the Xuanshi Realm, but he was brutalized by a few children in the Xuantu Realm.

He is a killer legend, but there is darkness in front of him, like falling into the abyss of a nightmare.

"I ...... Be...... Kill...... Hands, I ....... Be...... Transmit...... Strange ......" trembling voice stopped abruptly.

The Legend of the Wooden Sword no longer exists......

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A chapter of more than 4,000 words. It's been busy these two days, so the update is slow, and I'll make up for it the day after tomorrow. In fact, because these chapters are more difficult to write, and in order to express the most real emotions of the characters, there are many revisions. The first volume will end in the upheaval of Yongding City.,This upheaval.,You can't imagine it.。。。

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