Hearing Mrs. Yuan's sharp roar, everyone was stunned for a moment.

They also remembered that there were not no strong people in the martial arts who had fallen over the years, among which the Martial Saint and the Sword Saint had fallen during the period when Long Jianyun had disappeared.

At one time, the two strong people who entered the Dao fell less than ten years apart, and everyone will not forget this kind of big event. However, they have all heard of the death of the Sword Saint, but the Martial Saint is a strange death, as if the Martial Saint disappeared overnight, and the death of a strong man who entered the Dao is unknown, who can forget.

Everyone realized that the situation had developed in an unpredictable direction, and even Long Jianyun, who had just blurted out, frowned, she just told this past story in order to fight Zhang Yang's will. I forgot that among these people, there was also a Lady Yuan who had a close relationship with the Martial Saint.

But she is not the kind of person who is timid and afraid, she will not deny what she did, hearing Mrs. Yuan's angry shout, Long Jianyun sneered: "What if I killed it, Yuan Lan, you can't intervene if you want to!" ”

"Long Jianyun! I'll kill you! ”

Hearing Long Jianyun's admission, Mrs. Yuan was completely insane, and her eyes were red and about to drip blood.

The death of the Martial Saint made her suffer for a lifetime, she didn't expect that Long Jianyun did it, you must know that Long Jianyun was friends with her before she went into hiding. It is not easy for a few famous female warriors to appear in the martial arts, a hundred years ago in the martial arts, she and Long Jianyun were both famous female powerhouses, and the friendship between the two was far better than that of ordinary people.

But she never imagined that the man she admired actually died in the hands of Long Jianyun, and Mrs. Yuan completely collapsed.

"Why! Why did you kill him! ”

Mrs. Yuan flew out quickly, and a colorful aura appeared in her hand, which was the weapon specially created for her by the Martial Saint back then, the Colorful Mandarin Duck Ring.

Some people say that Wusheng is cold-blooded and always has an indifferent attitude towards the women who have followed him for decades.

But Mrs. Yuan knew that this was not the case. Back then, he lacked a weapon, and the martial saint was silent in his eyes. But later, in order to help her create a weapon at hand, the martial saint traveled around the world for several years, breaking into small worlds, looking for ruins, fighting the strong, and only creating a weapon for her to take advantage of.

That kind of friendship is something that outsiders can understand, even if the martial saint doesn't say it, Mrs. Yuan also understands his feelings for herself.

In the end, he died, at the hands of her self-proclaimed best friend!

Mrs. Yuan hates, hates so much!

"Why!"

Mrs. Yuan cuckoo asked in a mournful voice. She couldn't understand why Mrs. Yuan, who chose to be in seclusion, wanted to kill the Martial Saint? What's more, the strength of the Martial Saint has already entered the Dao, who can kill him silently, at that time, the relationship between the Martial Saint and the Sword Saint was irreversible, and the two of them had always been inseparable from Meng Meng. Why did Long Jianyun find it on the day when the Sword Saint went out to run errands.

Mrs. Yuan, who had never shed tears since the death of the martial saint, burst into tears at this moment, and the colorful mandarin duck ring burst into dazzling colored light in the dark void.

A drop of tears. A drop falls. Finally, patches of tears dripped in the vast universe.

Who is ruthless? Since ancient times, there have been fairies who have forgotten their feelings, not to mention women with softer hearts.

No matter how strong the strength is, people are always people, and they always have feelings. Although Wu Sheng died, he left behind a woman who could never forget him, the first beauty of the rivers and lakes that countless people could not forget.

On the day of the death of the martial saint. The former No. 1 beauty in the rivers and lakes had gray hair overnight, and there were countless folds on her face, this is love.

Her face was only reserved for that person, and the Martial Saint was dead. Even if it is a peerless face, what can it be?

Long Jianyun was silent, the multicolored mandarin duck ring was approaching, Long Jianyun swung his sword and slashed out, and a sword slashed the multicolored mandarin duck ring that kept spinning.

The colorful mandarin duck ring seemed to have been spiritualized, and it flew out upside down with a mournful roar, as if it was wailing for not being able to avenge its master.

Long Jianyun was in a complicated mood, what could she say, there were not many female warriors in the martial arts, especially those who reached their realm. They were lonely, their relatives had passed away, they had no friends, she and Mrs. Yuan cherished each other and became close friends, until Mrs. Yuan followed Wu Sheng and left, they broke off contact.

But now her friend wants to kill her, because he killed the man she loves the most. But she doesn't regret it, even if she is given another chance to choose, she will still kill the Martial Saint!

Since the trip to Tongtianguan in the past fifty years, she is no longer the former county lord of the palace, Long Jianyun, she is the queen of the Youyun Sword, the first sword of the millennium, and the descendant of the Youyun Ghost City. She shouldn't have friends, no one in this world can be her friends, she is lonely after all.

Thinking of this, Long Jianyun's heart turned cold again, and a terrifying cold glint shot out of his eyes, and he said sharply: "Yuan Lan, if you make another move, don't blame me for not remembering the feelings of the year!" ”

Mrs. Yuan had been in love for a long time, how could she be afraid of her threat, tears and blood in her eyes were mixed, and the cuckoo sobbed like blood and roared: "Long Jianyun, tell me, why do you want to kill him!" Why! Aren't you my best friend? Didn't you say you would bless me? Why the hell is that! ”

Before the words fell, Mrs. Yuan stepped across a distance of thousands of meters, put the mourning colorful mandarin duck ring into her hand, and saw a small crack on the colorful mandarin duck ring, and suddenly said sadly: "Long Jianyun, today you and I are broken, this hatred and hatred will never end!" ”

After speaking, he stumbled under his feet, and flew directly into the endless void, and a curse voice containing infinite resentment and endless hatred was heard from Mrs. Yuan.

"Long Jianyun, I can't kill you today! I have exiled myself to the endless void, and when I return from the rest of the day, I will skin you and cramp, drink your blood, and eat your flesh, and this hatred will endure......"

All the strong people who heard Mrs. Yuan's resentful words couldn't help but shudder, and a thought flashed in their minds, women really can't be provoked.

Long Jianyun's face stiffened, and he was silent for a moment when he heard Mrs. Yuan's words.

When Madam Yuan's voice completely dissipated in the void, Long Jianyun screamed, exuding a fierce aura all over his body.

"Yuanlan! I'm waiting for you! I'm waiting for you! Grace and righteousness, I will kill you when he meets you again one day! ”

And Zhang Yang opposite her was thoughtful, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and suddenly a jade coffin appeared in his hand.

"Mrs. Yuan, this is the coffin of the Martial Saint. The tomb of the martial saint has been destroyed, and I passed by the Guandi Temple that day, and happened to get it. Today I will give the martial saint a ride. ”

Zhang Yang slapped the jade coffin into the endless void with one palm, and the ethereal sound spread far, far away.

After a long time, an endless wail came from the depths of the Endless Void, and after a while, everyone could no longer sense any breath about Madam Yuan.

Zhang Yang sighed lightly, fortunately, he didn't have the ability to open the coffin of the Martial Saint when he got it that day, and later he didn't bother to do anything to a dead man with that ability, so he kept the jade coffin all the time.

Otherwise, Mrs. Yuan would know about the fact that she had moved the coffin of the Martial Saint, and I am afraid that woman would be able to eat herself alive.

Even if today's Mrs. Yuan is just a late-stage strength, Zhang Yang has a feeling that when she returns from nothingness. It will definitely become a strong man in the world.

Mrs. Yuan's matter was just a small episode, and as soon as Mrs. Yuan left, everyone turned their eyes to the central two again.

Long Jianyun was not in a very good mood, and the expression on his face was naturally even more gloomy and terrifying, and the scar that ran through his face was even more hideous.

"Hahaha. The deity has no friends, who in this world deserves to be my friend of Long Jianyun! Publicity. You're damned! Back then, I was able to kill the Martial Saint. Now it can kill you even more! ”

Long Jianyun roared angrily, and the long sword in his hand swung suddenly, and a sword qi that pierced through the entire void rushed towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's face was solemn, but his mouth was sneering: "Long Jianyun, why do you have to make excuses for yourself if you are ruthless." Wu Sheng and my father have a relationship, don't kill you with Mrs. Yuan. Today, I will avenge the Martial Saint! ”

As he spoke, Zhang Yang raised his fists high, and said word by word: "The people of the country respect the dragon, and today I will let you taste the Dragon Emperor Fist created by me!" ”

"Ruthless Sword!"

Long Jianyun did not answer, and a sword did not arrive. Eighteen swords have been slashed out one after another.

Eighteen swords of ruthlessness, the trick she used to kill Qi Wumen that day, none of the eighteen swords failed, creating the myth of slashing eighteen kings with swords.

At that time, she was just out of the mortal realm, but now she used her Dao strength to use it, and the momentum was huge, as if the entire universe was going to be split in half by the sword that merged into one of these eighteen swords.

Zhang Yang's mood became higher and higher, and he was not surprised when he saw this, and laughed loudly: "Okay, good, the Dragon Emperor Fist starts with itself, then let it be famous from today onwards!" ”

As he spoke, the fist shadows in Zhang Yang's hands fused, and the illusory giant fist behind him slowly shrank and merged with the fist shadows in his hand, although it seemed to be slow, it was actually an instant.

When all the fist shadows were united, what appeared in front of Zhang Yang was no longer a fist shadow, but a lively little dragon shadow.

The hearts of all the strong people watching the battle were pinched, and they didn't need to try it to know how powerful this Dragon Emperor Fist and the Ruthless Sword were. The void has already appeared one after another black cracks, and even the void can't withstand the power of the two eruptions, is this a contest between the top powerhouses?

A sword shadow like a swimming dragon, a real dragon shadow shaped like a giant dragon, encountered each other in the void in an instant.

This move embodies their master's martial will, martial arts spirit, and the understanding of the Tao by the two.

Everyone stared with wide eyes, they wanted to know, is it the first sword power of the millennium, or the strength of the descendants of Zhenguan?

……

"My lord, the young master is dangerous, let's take action!"

A rapid voice of persuasion suddenly sounded in the dark void, and the cyan cloak and blood-red boots were the wind sent by the envoy of Zhenguan.

"Don't worry, the young master's strength is amazing, Long Jianyun wants to defeat the young master with one move." The leader of the wind exercise squinted his eyes and stared intently at the battle in the distance, with a hint of relief on his face, there are successors of the Zhenguan clan, and it is really unexpected that the young master has reached such a realm in the martial arts in less than a year.

After saying this, the smile on the face of the leader of the wind movement gradually faded, turned into gloomy and cold, looked somewhere in the darkness and said: "Long Jianyun is not to be afraid, those jumping clowns in the ghost city of Youyun actually dare to do something to my Zhenguan clan, even if the master does not destroy them, we can't easily let go of these bastards." ”

Hearing the leader's words, Feng Yifeng licked his lips extremely bloody, and that appearance would definitely be frightened if someone else saw it.

"It's just three of them and one of them entering the Dao, my lord, leave it to me." Wind had a morbid madness on his face and whispered for his life.

The leader frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied with his arrogance, but Feng Yi was the strongest person in the wind exercise except for himself, and he was only one step away from the casting body. It really won't be a problem to deal with a guy who hasn't been in the Tao for a long time.

Thinking that he still had to protect the young master, the leader nodded and said, "Go ahead, be careful." It's best not to reveal your identity, although we are not afraid of the ghost city, but the owner doesn't want to touch them yet. ”

Feng Yi was overjoyed, nodded hurriedly, and disappeared into the darkness.

As soon as Feng left, the leader turned to the silent Feng Er and said, "You follow, Feng will ignore it as soon as he moves, it will be bad if it attracts other people in Youyun Ghost City." ”

"Subordinates take orders!" Feng Er was silent, took the order and left directly without saying a word.

The Wind Leader was silent in the void for a moment before he sighed lightly, and he didn't know what he thought of to make this powerhouse at the peak of the body casting also sigh.

……

Click!

There was no earth-shattering roar. It was as if glass was shattering, and a piercing cracking sound came from the void the moment a dragon and a sword touched.

The void is torn apart!

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly fled into the distance, but the horror in their hearts became more and more intense. Tearing the void, this is the void in the starry sky. How strong are the two of them!

Not only them, but even a few strong people in the dark. Even the Dark King was amazed. They can do that too. Even their own strength can tear through the void, but they think that they may still be able to do so when they enter the Dao.

Thinking of these people looking at Zhang Yang, who was panting in the distance, the two of them were a little different, these two people deserved to be masterpieces of the world, even if they were placed before the martial arts catastrophe, they were able to dominate the group.

However, Zhang Yang didn't have the heart to think about what others thought of him, and the moment Xiaolong and Jian Ying died together, he spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and his face was a little pale.

The strong man who has reached their realm makes a move. If you want to really play your best, every move is full of their own way.

Just now, the move was broken, and Zhang Yang's Dao heart was injured, if it weren't for the fact that he had already stabilized the realm of entering the Dao. I'm afraid that under one move, the Dao marks will break and fall to a realm.

Long Jianyun on the opposite side performed better than Zhang Yang, except that his face was a little pale, there was not much loss. Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh when he saw this, it was also the realm of entering the Dao, there was no distinction between up and down, but Long Jianyun was faintly one level higher than himself, and he was worthy of being a world-famous strongman.

Zhang Yang was observing Long Jianyun, and Long Jianyun was not observing Zhang Yang, seeing that he was just spitting blood, he also secretly praised in his heart.

You must know that when she killed the Martial Saint back then, the Martial Saint was attacked by her without checking for a while, and she almost killed the Martial Saint on the spot with a desperate sword. Even so, the Martial Saint was seriously injured and would be killed by Long Jianyun within a hundred moves.

Even if it is a sneak attack, it can severely damage a strong person who has entered the Dao, which shows how strong her ruthless sword is. It was more than thirty years ago, when she had not long entered the Tao, and now her strength is not what it used to be, in this case, Zhang Yang is just a small injury, it seems that compared to the Martial Saint and the Sword Saint back then, Zhang Yang is not far behind.

The two seemed to have been silent for a long time, but in fact, it was just a moment. Without waiting for everyone to wake up, the two fought again, this time it was not the kind of prepared move just now, but a battle between the Dao and the Dao.

This situation does not seem to be as gorgeous as it has just been, but in fact it is more dangerous, and a careless one will end up dying.

At least the people who watched the battle were the holy powerhouses, and everyone could naturally detect it. Many people are suspicious, and the two people fighting against each other seem to be a little too strong, and among them are also strong people who enter the Dao, but they always feel that these two people are stronger than the average strong people who enter the Dao.

This is not an illusion, even the dark king in the dark is watching the battle intently, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that something is wrong, Blood Dragon, have you found anything abnormal in Zhang Yang?" ”

The blood dragon on the side coughed lightly, glanced at it and said with a light smile: "Yuque, haven't you already found out, why bother asking again." ”

The Dark King's brows furrowed tightly, and when he heard the words of the blood dragon, he became even more irritated, and said in a muffled voice, "How can this be? Aren't the ways of the Zhenguan clan all the ways of the starry sky? How murderous this guy is, damn it! ”

"Hey, hey, Yuque, you said he wouldn't be a fake, maybe he wasn't Zhang Tianhao's son." The blood dragon didn't care, what does Zhang Yang's life or death have to do with him, if he could win the Dragon Ball, he would still win over Zhang Yang, but now that there is no Dragon Ball, what is ten years enough.

Although Zhang Yang's entry into the Dao made him a little surprised, he didn't care very much, even if he could enter the Dao within a year, what about the casting body? What about contemplation? What's more important is the small world, unless this guy is a monster, otherwise no matter how lucky he is, it will be difficult to break the void without a hundred years.

"Humph!" The Dark King snorted heavily, very unhappy at the blood dragon's quip.

For the powerhouses of their realm, how could future generations admit their mistakes, their spiritual sense and bloodline induction were much more powerful than any worldly paternity test. It was tested from the soul to the bloodline, and unless the head of the Zhenguan envoy was kicked by a donkey, he would definitely not admit his mistake.

While the two were talking, there were doubts in other places.

Although they didn't know that Zhang Yang had entered the killing path, at this time, Zhang Yang became more and more courageous, and the murderous aura on his body became more and more vigorous, as long as they were not blind, they could see something.

They didn't feel it very strongly, but Long Jianyun, who was fighting Zhang Yang face-to-face, felt it very clearly, and a sword slashed Zhang Yang into the air and gasped violently before shouting: "You have entered the killing path!" ”

Long Jianyun's question completely attracted everyone's attention.

Some people showed pity, some people were happy in their hearts, and some people shook their heads and sighed lightly.

Since ancient times, who has entered the killing road has a good end, and he has been a masterpiece of the world, but he didn't expect his luck to be so bad, and he may not die long after entering the killing road. (To be continued......)