The leader of the Demon Sect, Xuan Mo Ran, reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and after the battle of Miaoyin Valley, Miaoyin Valley completely fell and became the foundation of the Demon Sect.

However, in just a few days, the Demon Sect army had already gathered and led the troops to attack and kill the Central Plains.

For a while, the major sects suddenly collapsed like sparks, and no one could hold it under the attack of the Demon Sect.

During this period, more and more people joined the Demon Cult.

Its righteous path suffered heavy casualties, there was a black-clothed swordsman to protect the sword, and the whole city of Water City was not plundered and burned by the Demon Sect army, and one person and one sword were killed to defend the city gate, and the Demon Sect army was blocked by one person, and several demons were killed until the black-clothed swordsman died of blood.

The black clothes passed away in the firelight, and the city of Sword and Water City didn't respect it.

The black-clothed swordsman is nameless, and the reason why he defends Sword Water City is because his hometown is located in this city in the past, and his family has a very loud name in the city.

Sword family.

In the swaying firelight, corpses were everywhere, and a figure slowly came out and glanced at the black-clothed corpse in front of him.

"Since ancient times, chivalrous people have come out of the Central Plains, and this statement is true. ”

The man said slowly, with a little admiration in his eyes for the figure in front of him who was standing on the sword and was dead.

The firelight flickered, reflecting the figure of this person, who was actually the Demon Sect Leader Xuan Mo Ran.

"It's a pity, in the face of the blood disaster, how many people can be like you in the Central Plains?" Xuan Mo sighed lightly behind his hand, and couldn't help but think of the immortal figure of the past in his mind.

"People's hearts are like this, why should you sacrifice so much?" Xuan Mo said lightly, since the Demon Sect was about to attack Sword Water City, there was no idea how many families in Sword Water City had evacuated, and most of the people left in the city were ordinary people and lowly martial artists.

"There are too many sins in the world, so there will be only sin left in heaven and earth. Xuan Moran chuckled

"Then there is no sin. Xuan Mo Ran said indifferently, a white-clothed figure slowly disappeared in place, and the Demon Sect had already led the troops into Jianshui City.

The firelight flickered and the blood flowed into the eyes of the white-clothed figure, and his eyes flickered.

His ideal is to create a city of sin and expose the humanity of the world to the world.

Since the Demon Sect invaded the Central Plains, the military disasters continued, and suddenly the righteous defense line continued to extend inward from the southeast, northwest, and northwest, so far the masters of the Central Plains and the sect dynasties of all parties have joined forces to form a line of defense led by the Sword Sect, and the world dynasty is to block the crazy and bloody demon sect members with military power.

The originally peaceful and prosperous Central Plains suddenly became a chaotic world.

Many mountain and wild cultivators choose to protect themselves and go with the flow, either following the Demon Sect or joining the righteous path.

In the troubled times, human life is like a mustard, and the rise and fall of one side of the sect in the past is a rare thing in the rivers and lakes, and now under the troubled times, no matter how prosperous the sect is, it may be destroyed overnight.

Even if the war disaster spreads and the war rages all over the world, there is still a chivalrous spirit.

There is that swordsman who stepped forward without defects, fought alone against the five rookie demons with a sad and resolute attitude, saved several villages from the demon sect, and finally died under the hands of the demon head Bloody Wuyi.

Blood without clothes is the new demon head of the Demon Sect, people are like snow, blood stained clothes everywhere, leading a demon army to invade the Central Plains, its temperament is strange, and every place it has to fight with the local famous Jianghu knights.

Undefeated all the way, the heroes of the rivers and lakes who died tragically under his hands are unknown, and they can be described as famous.

The war was chaotic, and the entire Central Plains could be said to be in flames, and the people of the righteous path were panicking.

The most tragic one was the Demon Sect Leader and the Blood Demon Nangong Ge, Immortal Fenglai, Dugu City, Crying and Laughing Shadows, and the four peerless masters of the Nine Heavens of the Demon Sect of the Condensation Realm came to the Heavenly Saint Sword Sect to fight the righteous path.

The first battle was tragic, Mei Shaoyun, Dust Wufeng, Shu Dao Punishment, Sanqing Venerable, Jian Guzi, Huang Laoxie and other righteous heroes did not come forward, the first battle was earth-shattering, Murong Yu also came out of the mountain again, joined hands with Jian Guzi to fight Dugu City, Sanqing Daozun joined forces to besiege Xianfenglai, Shu Dao punished Nangong Ge alone, Chen Wufeng and Huang Laoxie joined forces to trap the crying and laughing double shadow with the Casting Sword Mountain Killing Array and the Medicine King Valley Plum Blossom Array.

The battle was fierce, and the leaders of all parties even stepped forward to besiege the crying and laughing shadows.

Sect Leader Xuan Mo was dressed in white and was indifferent to the world, which made everyone in the righteous path despair.

All the situation is a declaration that the righteous path will fall, and the Central Plains will be destroyed with it.

However, a figure in green clothes stepped forward, shook the sect leader Shengwei, and said indifferently

"You really didn't listen to Liu Yanran's dissuasion and led the crowd to attack the Sword Sect, we have been waiting for you for a long time. ”

When the words fell, Mei Shaoyun's breath soared, and he stepped into the half-saint cultivation, desperately fighting the Demon Sect Leader Xuan Mo Dye,

The two fought together, and all parties stopped their respective battles and watched the battle with a heart.

Both the positive and the demon sides know that the real victory or defeat lies in the Demon Sect Leader and Sect Master Mei.

In the end, Mei Shaoyun's heart was strong, urging the ancient law to decide, using the city as a sword, and actually refining the remains of the broken and winding white sword city for hundreds of thousands of miles into a sword, reproducing the power of the white sword back then.

The battle fell, Mei Shaoyun successfully forced the Demon Sect Leader Xuan Mo Ran, and at the critical moment, the master of the Qingxin Sect appeared, it was the Heavenless Ancestor, and Mei Shaoyun joined forces to snatch the three divine swords from Qi Xuan Mo Ran's hands.

This battle is over, and the right way is to win.

The night's faces were solemn, because the price paid in this battle was extremely severe.

Jian Guzi was killed in battle, Mei Shaoyun was seriously injured, even with the blessing of the semi-holy cultivation, the power of the ancient white sword was difficult to block the offensive of Xuan Mo Dye, and his cultivation faintly showed signs of exhaustion.

The Heavenless Ancestor had a solemn expression, although he made a move in the air and used ruthless exercises to join forces with Mei Shaoyun to force Xuan Mo Ran to retreat, but when Xuan Mo Ran was leaving, he made a great move to match the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and severely hit Mei Shaoyun.

At the moment, Mei Shaoyun's cultivation was vaguely dissolved by the Heaven and Earth Avenue that covered his body.

If it is dissolved by it, I am afraid that I will lose the combat power of a half-step Saint Realm again.

There were three divine swords standing quietly in front of Mu Qingyi.

Love, love, love.

Mu Qingyi looked at Mei Shaoyun, who was seriously injured and dying, and couldn't help but look at the Heavenless Ancestor, with an inquiring look in his eyes.

The Heavenless Ancestor took a deep breath and finally made a decision.

Seeing that the master had made up his mind, the Sanqing Daozun showed a resolute expression, and finally the Sanqing Daozun turned into a Dao himself, dissolving the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth on Mei Shaoyun's body, and Mei Shaoyun's cultivation stepped into the pseudo-holy realm, only a trace away from the holy realm.

Under the First World War, Jian Guzi and Sanqing Daozun were all righteous with their bodies, and everyone was heavy at the moment.

Mu Qingyi glanced at the four directions, and everyone couldn't help but sigh slightly.

The good situation was destroyed by the battle of Namiaoyin Valley, otherwise it would be Qi Haoran and Xiao Jiange who would have led the power of the righteous path to attack the Demon Sect.

This battle can be described as extremely dangerous, if it weren't for Mu Qingyi, please come out of the Qingxin Gate, the Heavenless Ancestor, and then use the Lord of Daozang to open the line of heaven and earth, so that Mei Shaoyun can step into the half-step holy realm and sacrifice the power of the white sword in the past, I am afraid that the whole army would have been wiped out at this moment.

"I can't wait, I will forge a sword tomorrow. Mu Qingyi's voice fell.

Everyone's hearts were shocked.

"But there's still a sword missing. Chen Wufeng said with a solemn expression.

"The last sword is ruthless, and its sword is man. Mu Qingyi said slowly.

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Chen Wufeng's eyes showed a shocked look, "What do you mean, but Xiao Jiange himself is the last sword?"

"However, time is running out, now Xiao Jiange's cultivation has been abolished, once Xuan Mo Ran's injury recovers, it will be the end of the world, and the only way to do it today is to let Xiao Jian Ge cross his heart and take his essence blood and the three swords to reforge the Divine Sword Nirvana, and let Mei Zong preside over the battle between the Divine Sword and the Miaoyin Valley Xuan Mo Ran. Mu Qingyi said slowly

"So there are still a few chances of winning. ”

Everyone present looked solemn.

They all knew at the moment that the final battle was coming.

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In Miaoyin Valley, Xuan Mo Ran was injured and returned, his face gloomy.

"What's the matter? The Sect Master should know that even the Holy Realm is not invincible in the world. Liu Yanran, who was dressed in red, said slowly, standing with her back to Xuan Mo Ran and her hands.

"My fault. Xuan Mo Ran said to Liu Yanran

"Strategist, what should I do next, now that the divine sword is lost in my hand, Mei Shaoyun has stepped into the realm of a half-saint, and now I am seriously injured by the white sword, I am afraid that the right way will not give me a chance to recover from my injuries. ”

"Ha, this is natural, but the sect leader can rest assured, I have my own way to fight for you to heal your wounds. Liu Yanran said slowly, then slowly turned around and said respectfully

"The sect leader can rest assured that he is recuperating from his injuries. ”

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Emerald Ring Forest.

Xiao Jiange, who had white hair and mink wool, knelt down in front of the grave, and his whole person exuded a dead silence.

Murong Xue came with a heavy expression, looking at Xiao Jiange who was dead and silent in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh, Xiao Jiange had been like this for ten days, ignoring and not speaking, as if there was only a tombstone in front of him in his eyes.

Perhaps in his eyes, only this tombstone in front of him is the resting place of his soul.

"The Demon Sect waved its troops into the Central Plains, and the righteous path suffered heavy casualties, and the predecessors of Sword Valley died in battle. Murong Xue said slowly, staring at the mink figure.

Suddenly, the voice fell, and the surrounding green bamboo leaves fell one after another, as if mourning and screaming.

Xiao Jiange's body was shocked, and his expression finally fluctuated, but after a while, he returned to dead silence again, ignoring it.

When Murong Xue saw this scene, she suddenly felt an inexplicable anger in her heart, and she couldn't help but step forward and grab Xiao Jiange's clothes, pull him up, and slap Xiao Jiange fiercely.

"Why, why aren't you moved!" Murong Xue looked at Xiao Jiange coldly and said angrily.

Xiao Jiange looked at Murong Xue with empty eyes, it was the first time he saw her so angry, and Murong Xue had been quietly by her side these days.

"What else can I do?" Xiao Jiange smiled, the corners of his mouth hooked up a bitter smile, and he looked at Murong Xue hoarsely and asked.

Murong Xue's eyes froze, her heart ached inexplicably, she let go of her hand, and Xiao Jiange sat down weakly.

Murong Xue's eyes swept over, and when she saw the Gu Xue Sword behind Xiao Jiange, her eyes couldn't help but condense, her eyes shone brightly, and she immediately pulled out her Gu Xue Sword from Xiao Jiange's back, handed it to Xiao Jiange and shouted

"Practice the sword!"

"I don't allow you to be so decadent, the Central Plains crisis is imminent, everyone stands up to save the world, how can you, as a martial idiot, shrink here!"

Xiao Jiange looked at the clear and bright Gu Xue Jian in front of him and was slightly stunned, and then couldn't help laughing

"Hahahaha, how to practice swords? You tell me how to practice swords! Martial idiot heir?" Xiao Jiange laughed wildly, Murong Xue's words deeply pierced his numb heart, he slowly got up and stretched out his hand to Murong Xue and asked, his face crying and laughing

"That's how the martial idiot descended on!"

"Losing everything, in the end I can't even lift my sword. Xiao Jiange sighed.

"Practice, how do you know if you don't try?" Murong Xue looked at Xiao Jiange with a firm look in her eyes, stuffed the Guxue Sword into Xiao Jiange's hand, looked at him deeply and said.

Xiao Jiange's eyes froze, and a warm current rose from the heart of the sword in his hand.

"Practice and practice" Xiao Jiange's eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope, and he swung his sword, and suddenly the sword light around him was full of light, Xiao Jiange had a thought, and wanted to use a sword move, but his figure was completely lost, and he fell to the ground in a shaking.

Xiao Jiange came to his senses, remembering that he was just a waste now, and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, I can't lift the sword, what sword can I practice? I can't hold the sword steadily? What kind of sword do I practice, what's the use of me like this? How to kill people? How to save the world? How to fight against the Demon Sect!" Xiao Jiange looked at his hand and suddenly became angry, laughed angrily, his white hair fluttered, and his mink wool moved slightly.

"Ah!" Xiao Jiange's eyes condensed, and suddenly turned red, he actually danced with a sword, his moves were chaotic, there was no trajectory at all, he waved like a mad demon, and he looked crazy.

Murong Xue covered her mouth and looked at the scene in front of her, her heart aching.

She knew that Xiao Jiange was already in a state of madness at the moment, and her Dao heart had collapsed.

The cold and light were intertwined, and after staring for a while, Murong Xue seemed to have made a decision, and actually flew out towards the crazy Xiao Jiange.

"Sizzle" The cold light was staggered, Xiao Jiange used the Lone Xue Sword indiscriminately, the sword shadows were one after another, and Murong Xue's figure suddenly came to catch Xiao Jiange off guard.

With a snort, a blood flower bloomed, and Xiao Jiange's stunned face was reflected in the cold and blood-stained sword body.

He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and exclaimed in surprise

"Murong!"

Xiao Jiange abandoned his sword and looked at Murong Xue's figure in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.

Murong Xue's face was pale but she looked at Xiao Jiange firmly and stubbornly, and under Xiao Jiange's trembling gaze, she slowly pulled out the Guxue Sword that had pierced into her shoulder, and blood splattered and splashed on the faces of the two of them.

Murong Xue handed the Lone Snow Sword to Xiao Jiange again.

The sword body was as cold as snow, and blood slowly flowed from the sword body.

The blood is so hot, and the sword is so cold.

"Can't this kill people?Why can't you practice swords?" Murong Xue looked at Xiao Jiange softly and smiled, with a strong look of encouragement in her eyes.

The bamboo leaves were scattered, the spring water was flowing, and the blood-stained white clothes in front of him pierced into Xiao Jiange's eyes like the sun, to his heart.

"Can you practice swords?" Murong Xue couldn't help but ask softly when she saw that Xiao Jiange hadn't taken the sword for a long time.

Xiao Jiange trembled and stretched out his hand to take the blood-stained Lonely Snow Sword, his hand trembling.

In the cold sword body, a pair of eyes that were bright again were reflected.

A trembling voice came

"Yes!"

The figure was hoarse and trembling, but it revealed an incomparable firmness.

A silent heart gradually revived at this moment.