Mojia Organ City, Central Hall.

The deadly cyclone was still continuing, the originally bright blood red had now gradually turned into a dark red, and the bright cyan in mid-air had gradually turned into a brilliant purple, and the power of the Thunderbolt Fire and Ye Wuxian had already been operated to the limit.

No one can insert such a huge cyclone into it, unless there is a super master who returns to the void realm and invokes the power of the law of the void to crush the laws of this area and reshape them again, so that the two can be separated, otherwise, they can only wait for the two of them to separate the winners and losers.

At this moment, the thunderbolt's whole body was already sweating like pulp, and the muscles all over his body were already congested, turning into a red color like a soldering iron, and the internal force was sucking and drumming in the meridians under the skin, constantly undulating, guiding the muscles on the surface to move up and down, like worms crawling in the meridians, extremely terrifying.

The tiger tattoo on his arm also seemed to come alive with the agitation of the skin, and it seemed to be running fast with his mouth open, but he didn't know what kind of material his tattoo used, and the whole tiger had turned from black to blood red, which was obviously a feature of internal force injected into it.

Yan Hong frowned, his sharp eyes looked at the tiger on Thunderbolt's arm, and his heart was a little suspenseful, he had an ominous premonition, Thunderbolt's last killing move was not his axe but his hand!

On the other hand, Ye Wuxian was dressed in a robe at this moment, which was no longer as elegant and neat as before, but it seemed a little scattered, and the blood-colored cyclone that almost covered the entire hall tightly surrounded his lilac cyclone, and Ye Wuji's figure continued to flicker with the smart purple cyclone.

Every time it flashed, a round of sword light flashed inexplicably in mid-air, like a waning moon, like a torrent, hitting the blood-colored barrier of the thunderbolt fire fiercely, every time the bright red blood mist vibrate, but the consumption of Ye Wuxian's body was also increased by one point, such a high-speed movement coupled with such a swift attack, whether it was the consumption of the body or the internal force, it was huge, Yan Hong couldn't help but sweat for him.

Between the axe shadow and sword light, although the thunderbolt fire was tired of defense, but the feet still seemed to be as immobile as a mountain, every time the sword light attacked, his axe could accurately find the direction of the attack, making the moving blood color stronger, and the blood light on his body was deeper and deeper.

Not far away, Python Whip Lin's face became more and more calm, "Hmph, if you think that my third brother only has this ability, just wait to admit it." A sneer was whispered in the deep voice of the python whip forest, and no one heard it.

Over the years, the edge of Gai Nie and Shengqi has almost overshadowed the 'Wind Volcano Forest' that was at its peak, but no one can understand that for Ying Zheng, the status of these four people has never been shaken, people talk about the end of Wei, know the time of crisis, when the King of Qin ascended to the throne at the age of thirteen, the Qin State was stormy, there were Zhao Ji and Chang Yu to disrupt the court, and there was Lu Buwei to control the government.

But it was in such a crisis that these four people protected King Qin from thirteen fatal crises, among which the boss Hei Xifeng had saved King Qin's life three times, and the fourth Shuanghammer Mountain had also saved the life of Prince Fusu.

However, their loyalty and strength are deeply imprinted in the minds of every old Qin soldier.

Now, Gai Nie defected and Shengqi broke the law, and the King of Qin once again invited them out from behind the scenes.

In the field, Ye Wuji's originally coherent movements suddenly stopped for a moment, but in this short moment, he was seen by the thunderbolt fire, and the big axe in his left hand suddenly flew out. Hold up the slender blood-red tail wing, like a meteor shooting straight into the leaf without a trace!

The situation was critical, Ye Wuxian drew a semicircle in mid-air with his right hand, and the long sword in his left hand drew the Sky Beidou according to the direction of the seven stars, instantly turning into a gathering of seven stars, and the faint blue halo seemed to be sprinkled with nine stars to meet the blood-colored meteors!

-- Boom --

The 'Seven Stars' and the 'Meteors' collided violently together, and suddenly the flames were blazing, the fierce impact made everyone unstable, the collision of red and blue, so that the organ city that had been comfortable for hundreds of years trembled and shaken, and everyone on the sidelines was temporarily blind at this moment, this majestic and brilliant brilliance was not visible, perhaps this was originally the absolute power of nature, borrowed from human beings, but not controlled by human beings.

In the 'flames' intertwined with red and blue, Ye Wuxian was almost unconscious by this huge impact, all the qiē became psychedelic and blurred, looking at this splendid 'Seven Stars Gathering', he seemed to have returned to the past, when he first picked up the long sword, that year, he was only nine years old.

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Thirteen years ago, defending the country, Puyang City.

At that time, he was just a scholar in Gongsun Yu's family, named Ye Xin.

The sun is dusk and yellow, and the twilight is vast. The clouds are like flocculents, sweeping across the dim sky, drawing a bloody mouth in the sky, dyeing red and hanging the wings of the clouds, a lone goose with blood, hovering over the devastated earth, staring sadly and quietly at the Puyang Towers that are about to fall.

The famous city was killed, and the world was silent.

Under the gate of Puyang City, the crowd of people who fled in a hurry crowded each other, all with frightened looks and desperate silence, gathered like a gray ant array, flowing along the obscure twilight to the reckless wilderness. Even if he brought his family and dependents, took care of his children and dragged his daughter, his face showed endless grief and indignation, but no one dared to take a loud breath, as if he would attract the trampling and slaughter of hundreds of thousands of strong Qin iron horsemen.

The catastrophe is coming, and human life is like ants.

"Who said that the people in troubled times are the most miserable? They at least have a chance to escape, well, in my opinion, I really don't know how many times stronger than our little soldiers waiting for death! A soldier leaning his head against the corner of the wall, glancing at the crowd of fleeing people, mockingly snorted at his companion beside him.

Looking up from his tired face, the word "Puyang" is engraved impartially in the middle of the gate hole of the city tower, which is simple and full of vicissitudes.

Another soldier leaned over and leaned forward and whispered: "I heard that the general sent by the Qin State this time is Meng Wei, who is known as a hundred victories in a hundred battles, and his methods are extremely cruel, and he has captured thirteen cities in Korea and twenty cities in Wei." If our Puyang falls into his hands, I am afraid that it will be more auspicious! ”

The soldier from before sighed: "Hey, no matter who comes to the Qin State, it will be enough for us!" I heard that even the great king fled to the wild king! ”

The latter soldier exclaimed, "Really? Even the king fled Puyang? So what are we doing here? ”

"Of course you have to keep it!" A man who looked like a commander suddenly flashed around, stared at the two soldiers with a frosty face, and said solemnly and solemnly word by word, "Although the king is gone, we still have Mr. Gongsun back then!" ”

The "Mr. Gongsun" in his mouth was Gongsun Yu, the military commander of Puyang City back then. This person is a nobleman who defends the country, and is a disciple of Guiguzi, a famous master of the art of war, who is not only proficient in Tao strategy, but also very accomplished in swordsmanship, and is one of the famous swordsmen at that time. The Qin army attacked and defended, and he was one of the very few generals who decided to fight to the end, so before Wei Jun lived in the wild king, he had entrusted him with the heavy responsibility of guarding the capital. At this moment, he is the last hope of all the soldiers and people who are unwilling to submit to the strong Qin.

When the sergeants on the castle tower were silently confronting each other, a commotion faintly broke out by the pushing gate. A carriage rumbled and galloped from afar, crashing into the panicked crowd, and the coachman hurried like madness, and a whip fell on the neighing galloping horses, and the crowd retreated like a tide. Just as the carriage was about to rush through the narrow city gate, a child of three or four years old in the crowd, with fruit in his mouth, shook off his mother's shackles with one hand, and staggered towards the galloping carriage, as if to touch the flying horse's mane. The coachman could not see the young child, and the blindfolded galloping horse could not stop its steps, and when the hoofs of the horse were about to be raised, everyone stopped and watched with bated breath at this miserable moment.

The child's mouth opened wide in horror in the shadow of the great horse's hooves, and the fruit rolled from its mouth to the ground. The screaming crowd fell silent in an instant, leaving only the screams of the child's mother piercing the sky. The blood-colored remnant sun also flickered away at this moment, and the earth fell into a haze.

Suddenly, a figure slid like lightning across the street, flicking the hooves of the horses that had swooped down with one hand, and picking up the frightened children with the other, and before the crowd had time to exclaim, it spun back to the corner. This man was a young man, and he stood proudly, as if he had never moved half a step, but there was an extra child in his arms. The galloping horse stumbled a few paces at the same moment, and finally dragged the cart away with a staggering ride.

The soldiers defending the city were dumbfounded, and the boy was lowered from between his elbows by the boy and threw himself at his ecstatic mother on the side of the road. At this moment, everyone saw that the young man who came to save people was only seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a hat and cloth clothes, and he was inconspicuous in the crowd, just like an ordinary peasant boy who had fled. However, in the twilight, he could faintly see his thick eyebrows like a sword, his face was clear, and a short black mustache on his lips showed a compelling heroic spirit.

After the young man had comforted his mother, he looked back and whispered, "Let's go." ”

"Young Master Jing, you are really kind-hearted." Beside him, a boy in Tsing Yi looked at the young man with some envy and said.

"Hmm" in response, and another hat flashed out from behind the boy, and under the hat was a childish face. At this moment, everyone noticed that the young man was followed by a girl who was also dressed plainly. This girl looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, with delicate eyebrows and a graceful posture, although she is also a cloth coat and hat, but it is difficult to hide her moonlight and beautiful appearance. What is even more rare is that his temperament is elegant, down-to-earth and generous, leaning in front of the young man like a pair of beautiful people, everyone is fascinated by it, and he forgets the sorrow of fleeing for a while. The young man dragged the hem of his clothes by her and walked all the way out of the city in the admiration of everyone.

The two walked out of Puyang City about a mile, and they turned their heads to look at the city wall in the distance. In the confused night, the flags on Puyang City were rolled, shrouded in a solemn atmosphere. The girl suddenly whispered, "I don't know what happened to Grandpa now?" I really hope he can go to Qi with us......"

"Don't worry, miss, the general is an old man with the world's skills, and he will be fine."

"Ye Xin, as long as your mouth is sweet, it is the real skill to kill a few more Qin dogs later." The girl slapped the child's head hard and said angrily.

The young man who was called Young Master Jing silently and slowly turned his head to the west that gradually dissolved into ink, his bright eyes reflecting the inky sky, staring at the vast wilderness.

The three of them followed the crowd of refugees all the way to the east, which was the road to Qi State.

Among the "Seven Heroes of the Warring States", Qi was the most powerful country outside Qin and Chu at that time, and because it was far away from Qin, it was relatively stable.

The crowd left Puyang for more than 20 miles and was walking to a mountain pass, when suddenly there was a lot of smoke and dust in front of them, and the sound of hooves was like thunder. The young man's expression changed greatly, and he said in a deep voice: "It's not good, I didn't expect Qin Bing to come so quickly!" Before the words fell, I saw the crowd of fleeing people who came to help the old and the young, scattered like a colony of ants rushing by the flood in an instant, and the Qin soldiers and iron horsemen who came quickly passed through, howling for help endlessly, many old and weak women and children who had not been able to dodge were pulling the young man's sleeves and exclaimed: "Those Qin soldiers are killing the people again!" The young man gritted his teeth, grabbed the wrists of the two people around him and performed light skills, and rushed to the front with a few lifts, dodging behind a big tree beside the road.

I saw that there were nearly 1,000 Qin soldiers and soldiers coming on, all of them like wolves and tigers, black helmets and black armor, halberds like forests, and the most elite vanguard troops that were officially attacking from afar. The procession was speeding through without a sound except for the sound of the soldiers' horses' hooves, and the discipline was astonishing.

The young man sighed secretly in his heart: No wonder the Qin army has been invincible all these years, just looking at these well-trained Qin soldiers in front of him, they are far from being comparable to the patriotic army.

Looking at these soldiers, Ye Xin could only shrank his head and hide like a mouse on the side, those soldiers in iron armor were like mountains to him, and it seemed that they would never be able to cross.

Seeing that the Qin soldiers were besieging more and more, the Qin army was still pouring in all directions, but I was afraid that if I delayed for a while, the follow-up army would be killed, and it would be even more difficult to get out at that time. The boy and the maiden hurried down the path into the night.

The three of them walked for an hour, the twilight was getting thicker, and after walking for another hour, they saw a mountain temple under the moonlight, and the temple door was empty, and it was as silent as death. The girl's face was pale, and her body snuggling into the boy's arms shrank slightly. The boy stepped forward and buckled the knocker, but no one answered the door. The young man stretched out his hand to push, and the temple door opened with a "creak".

The three of them tiptoed into the main hall, only to see that there were dilapidated pillars and curtains everywhere, and there was dust on the ground, showing that the incense had been cut off for a long time.

The boy called twice more in the hall, but there was no response from the eerie temple except for his own long echo. The boy leaned beside the boy and said in a trembling voice: "Probably, probably no one!" We're sitting here. The boy found a stone pier beside the temple and helped the girl to sit down. Then he searched around for some broken wood and boards, made a fire, and then took out a bottle of medicinal powder from himself and put it on the girl's leg, and tore off a strip of cloth from the placket of his own clothes, and tied her wound.

Standing in this bleak temple, Ye Xin's body trembled, the fear in his heart always lingered, his heart was full of fear, helplessness, and the fear of death spread little by little, he was afraid that one day he would be pierced by the cold fighting in Qin Jun's hands!

Liji hugged her knees and stared at the flames blankly, and said faintly: "Qin Jun is here, I don't know what happened to grandpa." ”

The young man heard her worries, although he was also full of worries, but he didn't dare to show anything in front of the girl, so he had to comfort: "Mr. is like a god with soldiers, there are still 100,000 elite soldiers in Puyang City, and there is also Brother Han Shen by his side, the Qin army is tired from attacking from afar, and it is difficult to provide food and grass, if the siege is not strong, the troops will be withdrawn soon, and we will go back to Puyang at that time." ”

This young man is Gongsun Yu's disciple Jing Ke, and the girl is Gongsun Yu's granddaughter, named Liji. Li Ji learned swordsmanship with her grandfather when she was young, and she and Jing Ke were commensurate with her brother and sister.

Li Ji sighed and said, "Senior brother, do you see that those Qin soldiers just now looked a little tired? Will we really ever be able to return to Puyang one day? Jing Ke said: "You don't have to think about it, Master just ordered me to send you to Qi Country for temporary refuge, just wait for the Qin soldiers to retreat, and we will naturally return to Puyang." ”

In the gloomy temple, the fire was extinguished, and Liji remembered that there was a flickering candle in her grandfather's room the night before, and said to her: "Tomorrow you will follow your senior brother to leave grandpa, you are not young, grandpa has some words you must keep in mind." Gongsun Yu sat down beside Liji, staring at Liji and speaking softly but calmly.

Li Ji looked at Gongsun Yu's solemn expression, kicked and said uneasily: "Grandpa's words, granddaughter must not dare to forget jì ......"

Gongsun Yu nodded and said: "This time the army of the Qin State attacked, grandpa was favored by Weijun, and he couldn't be disloyal to repay him. But grandpa doesn't want to lie to you, this victory is uncertain, and grandpa is not very sure. ”

"No, grandpa......" Liji looked at Gongsun Yu worriedly.

Gongsun Yu shook his head and interrupted Liji's words: "Listen to me!" The wolf ambition of the king of Qin, and the weakness of the country, even if this battle is preserved, the Qin state will definitely make a comeback. Our grandson's family has been thin for generations, your parents died early, and now grandpa is left with you as a granddaughter, you must not let grandpa worry about you anymore, understand? ”

Liki nodded, tears slipping down her face.

Gongsun Yu pretended not to see Liji's tears, and gently stroked Liji's forehead: "Do you know why grandpa entrusted you to your senior brother?" ”

Li Ji wiped away her tears and raised her head to look at Gongsun Yu. She suddenly found that her grandfather, who had always been strict, showed meticulous care and understanding for her in his eyes.

"Jing Ke, this kid has good character and talent, but he is a little impatient. You will have to counsel him well in the future, you know? Gongsun Yu didn't wait for Liji to answer, and said to himself, "Remember, stay incognito, hide the rivers and lakes, don't come back to Weiguo in this life, if something happens to grandpa, don't try to take revenge, understand?" ”

Liji shook her head: "Grandpa, don't say it again......" She was very moved in her heart, she didn't expect that she had hidden her long-hidden girlish feelings, and even Jing Ke didn't notice it, but grandpa saw it in his eyes.

"Grandpa must say it, because if you don't say it, maybe you won't have a chance to say it." Gongsun Yu looked at Li Ji affectionately and said, "Grandpa can see your heart for Jing Ke, Jing Ke, this child is also worthy of grandpa's trust, grandpa hopes that you can spend your life peacefully, don't be burdened by national hatred and family hatred, understand?" ”

Liki pursed her lips and bowed her head in silence.

Gongsun Yu looked up and sighed: "The world is chaotic, there is already too much hatred between people, and grandpa doesn't want your life that has just begun to fall into such hatred." Gongsun Yu said and took out a piece of cloth from his arms and put it in Liji's hand, "This is my Gongsun family's family heirloom sword book, as well as the record of grandpa's martial arts experience in his life, you keep it well, don't lose it." ”

"And you, Xiao Yezi, you have been following me all these years, but you haven't had time to teach you some skills, and you are going to die again, do you blame me?" Turned around and touched Ye Xin's hair, and said softly.

"No——! Over the years, I have followed the young master, seen a lot, and learned a lot, but I have a poor background since I was a child, and I can't learn martial arts well, so I can't complain about the young master. Saying that, Ye Xin's little eyes are already red, and his poor body and bones have always been his heart disease, martial arts, strength, in this troubled world, who doesn't want it, but the root bones are not good, but he can't complain about others, this is destiny.

Gongsun Yu once said that if you want to change the root bone in this world, such a superb medical skill can not be done by every generation of Jinghu medical immortals, and that kind of medical skill is called washing the essence and cutting the marrow!

Thinking of this, Liji turned to look at the little leaf beside him that she had always loved, but saw him leaning on Jing Ke's side like this, his eyes were half-closed, and his eyes were shining with tears, as if he remembered something.