Chapter 1: Sword Light
In the dark night, there was a thick smell of blood, and the sword light tore through the night, with blood, and those cries of hatred and unwillingness, disappeared into the darkness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The wind blew, and those unwilling cries seemed to sound again, telling their hatred.
The Long family, an ordinary sword cultivation family, although the surname is Dragon, is extremely downtrodden, and it can be said to be the lowest level in the entire Heavenly Wind Domain. There are so many immortal cultivators like the Long family in the entire Heavenly Wind Domain that no one cares at all, even if they disappear in this dark night, no one will take it to heart, at most, it will be used as an after-dinner conversation, just lamenting, after a period of time, the cry of those ghosts will no longer be heard.
Greedily breathing the air, beating his rapidly undulating chest, the heavy breathing gradually stopped, tears flowed from the young man's eyes, he hated, hated his weakness, hated his own incompetence, his clan was slaughtered, his parents died to save him, and when the sword rays were harvesting fresh lives, he couldn't do anything, he could only watch his relatives die. , and all this is just a piece of white wolf jade pendant that they want from the Long family.
"I must take revenge." At this moment, the young man's eyes were full of flames of revenge, but now he was really weak and helpless, how could he take revenge, not to mention, he didn't even know who the enemy was.
The boy wiped away his tears and picked up a bag he had been carrying. The burden was opened, revealing a rusty broken sword, which broke from the middle and covered in rust, making one wonder if it would break if it was used to chop wood.
The young man sighed faintly, "Now, I only have you." ā
This broken sword is also the heirloom of the Long family, but since it has been handed down to the present, there has never been any abnormality, and the people of the Long family only say that it is a relic of the ancestors, maybe there is some extraordinary significance, so they did not study it carefully, but they just enshrined it with the white wolf jade pendant and accepted the incense of the descendants.
Until the day the boy was born, when the newborn boy was carried to the ancestral hall, a pair of eyes never left the broken sword, and the broken sword, which had been silent for an unknown amount of time, suddenly shook open the offering table that was lifted, flew towards the boy, and fell into his hands.
From that day on, the Long family knew that the boy was destined to break the sword, and perhaps this was the meaning of the ancestors who left the broken sword. The news was blocked, and the news of the Long family's broken sword and choosing the master did not come out, and in the next ten years, the people of the Long family were shocked by the young man's talent for sword training, which can be called a demon. In the past ten years, the young man's broken sword never left his hand, and the practice of sword moves also used this rusty broken sword, in just ten years, the swordsmanship has been completed, and no one in the secular martial arts has surpassed the swordsmanship. The Long family believed that if this son embarked on the path of cultivation, he would definitely become a generation of kendo masters.
But all that, on this night, changed. Because the heirloom white wolf jade pendant aroused the covetousness of others, the Long family disappeared into the darkness of the night, and the dead lives turned into unjust souls, wandering in the Long family, splashing blood, staining the moon red.
Thinking of this, tears appeared in the young man's eyes again. The young man wiped away his tears again and said to himself stubbornly: "I can't cry, I can't cry, from today on, I don't want to be weak anymore, I don't want to cry anymore." ā
Even though he said this to himself, tears still flowed down his dirty cheeks.
"Hey, I didn't expect there to be a fish that slipped through the net?" With a snort, a black shadow appeared in front of the young man and said softly.
When the boy saw the black shadow and knew that he was one of the murderers, he immediately got up, held the broken sword across his chest, and stared at the man in black opposite him with angry eyes.
The man in black looked at the broken sword in the young man's hand, and laughed: "Laugh at me, you won't want to kill me with this scrap iron, right?" Hahaha. ā
The young man gritted his teeth, shouted, raised his broken sword, and rushed towards the man in black. The young man stepped on the sword step, using his sword moves in the middle school of the past ten years, and the broken sword in his hand became a phantom, as if there were dozens of swords to the man in black, this move, if it is placed in the secular martial arts, no one knows, no one knows, because this is the strongest move of the young man, and the martial arts master who defeated in this move, I don't know how much. This time, it was used by the teenager as soon as he made a move. Because he knew that he only had one chance, the enemy was too strong, and he was not at the same level as himself at all, or rather, these men in black were not at the same level as the entire secular martial arts. Compared with the secular martial arts, one is the sky and the other is an ant on the ground looking up at the sky.
The Long family is a top-level family in the world, but they themselves know that above them, there is a sky, and in the sky, they are called immortals by the world. The Long family knew that the immortals in their eyes were actually a group of people who were trying to gain immortality through cultivation, and these people were called monks. A powerful monk who can move mountains and reclaim the sea, and fly to the sky. Killing them is no different from killing an ant, just like killing the dragon family.
The reason why the Long family knew this was because their ancestor had produced a monk, albeit the lowest monk. After more than ten generations of downfall, there were no monks in their family, and they gradually became a secular family. And the appearance of the boy gave them a glimmer of hope, because they felt that with the qualifications of the boy, they could definitely become monks, but unfortunately, they really couldn't see that day.
The dozens of sword shadows of the young man finally merged into one foot in front of the man in black, although the broken sword was broken, but the sword gang on it was to make up for the broken section, and it was about to pierce the face of the man in black.
Seeing that the sword shadow was coming, the man in black smiled slightly and said, "The talent is good." ā
I saw him stretch out a finger, and with a ding, the sword shattered, and the fingers of the man in black resisted the young man's broken sword.
"What?" The boy froze, unable to believe this fact, although he knew that the gap between him and the man in black would be very large, he did not expect it to be so big, it was like a chasm.
"It's a pity, with your talent, if you worship under a famous teacher, it will probably not be much more difficult to kill me than to chop vegetables and melons." The man in black sighed. His heart was both surprised and happy, surprised that the young man in front of him had practiced such martial arts at such a young age, and his swordsmanship was superb, if he was placed at the same age, a hundred of him would not be the opponent of the young man. Happily, he can kill it here tonight, so he has no worries. Because his words are not nonsense, he believes that if this young man has the guidance of a famous teacher, within ten years, no, maybe five years is enough, killing him like a chicken. After all, I'm just a small ćććććć
Hehe, the man in black shook his head, laughed at himself, and looked at the young man again, the young man had already drawn his sword at this time and escaped, disappearing into the night, the man in black couldn't help but sigh at the ignorance of the ants, I really think, can you get out of my control? Let me show you the world of kendo, and it will not be in vain for you to come to this world.
With a pinch of the magic in his hand, a sword light appeared, standing in front of him, floating in the air, exuding a chill.
The man in black spat lightly: "Go." ā
The sword light flew up and chased after the young man's departure.
The boy quickly shuttled between the trees, jumping quickly with the help of branches, like an ape.
"Quick, quick, I can't die, I have no revenge, I can't die."
It was as if someone was shouting in his heart, urging the boy to flee quickly, and the boy's desire to survive fully stimulated his potential, and in a blink of an eye, he had already rushed out of several miles.
The whistling sound came, and the young man turned his head to look behind him, only to see a sword light galloping towards him, gradually closing the distance with him, and the man in black was not far behind the sword light.
The young man's heart was filled with despair, and he said that he still couldn't escape, since this is the case, then fight for his own life.
Turning around to meet the sword light, he held the broken sword in his hand and slashed towards the man in black.
The man in black was stunned when he saw the young man turn around and run towards him, but he began to admire the other party's courage in his heart. However, admiration is admiration, and with a movement of his mind, the sword light slashed towards the young man, and the young man raised his sword against each other.
With a sword groan, the broken sword with a painful sound broke away from the young man's hand, and the sword light that cleared the obstacle pierced the young man's body.
The man in black said to him: "See, this is the real sword, this sword is the real sword." ā
Blood spilled on the ground, the young man looked at the hole in his chest, picked up the broken sword with difficulty, spit out a mouthful of blood, the broken sword stained red and stained with rust, pain appeared on his face, and he wondered: "Kendo, is this really the case?" The boy was puzzled.
"I don't believe it, if I survive, I must find the true way of the sword."
After a pause, he said, "One, only his own kendo." ā
The light lit up, and the broken sword suddenly flashed like daylight, and the rust on the sword body fell off layer by layer, revealing the sword body as black as ink, and a wolf-like pattern appeared on the sword body, exuding a fierce aura, and the light continued, sprinkled on the young man's body. The boy only felt that his strength gradually returned, and the hole in his chest began to heal, and after a while, the boy was back to normal.
The man in black was also shocked by this scene, he immediately realized that this broken sword was a treasure beyond his imagination, at this moment, his heart was immediately filled with the idea of killing people and taking treasures, and in his eyes, greedy desire was undoubtedly revealed.
As if feeling this greed, the light of the broken sword gradually disappeared, and in its place, there were thousands of sword rays, each sword ray, more than a hundred times stronger than the man in black before, at this moment, the young man felt as if he was in a sea of swords, countless swords surrounded him, and he seemed to be able to feel their voices.
The man in black looked at the sea of swords composed of ten thousand sword rays in horror, the greed in his mind quickly faded, and he only wanted to escape now, but he found that he could not move for a long time.
The flying sword at his waist suddenly flew out and joined the sea of swords, as if there was something he loved best.
The man in black watched all this incredulously, and the sea of swords began to change, and one after another sword rays flew towards him, passing through his chest, piercing his soul, including his own sword.