At night, it rained heavily.

In the dark streets, blood and water flow together, and I don't know whether the blood dissolves into the water or the water seeps into the blood. Because there is too much water, there is too much blood.

There was a dead silence all around, and there was no sound except the sound of rain. Suddenly there was a blue light in the sky, it was lightning, and in this moment the street was illuminated, and the whole street was full of people—dead people.

The streets were full of corpses, they couldn't see their faces clearly, some were cut off by the waist, some lost half of their heads, some only left their bodies and their heads were long gone, there were at least hundreds of such corpses on the street. But the murderers have long been gone, who killed them, who was so cruel, who was so brave, who did so resolutely, I don't know, I only saw a long blood stain flowing out of the city little by little.

Outside the city -

A dense wood, trees, shrubs, and meadows formed a jungle, which was supposed to be vibrant, but in this dark atmosphere, the flawed gloom, oppressive, and a thunderclap startled a group of creatures, breaking the silence of the night. Suddenly, by the light of lightning, there seemed to be two figures walking through the forest, both dressed in black, both of them were vigorous, the only difference was that the figure in the back was spotlessly clean, but the figure in front was covered in blood, and the good Shu brocade clothes had long been torn, so the two figures were galloping in the forest, no! It should be a chase and an escape.

Bit by bit, time passed invisibly, the pace of the blood shadow in front of him had begun to weaken, a trace of brilliance flashed in the eyes of the black shadow, and the footsteps were still calm, but it was a point faster than before, and after a stick of incense, the steps of the blood shadow were already a little messy, and a smile passed on the mouth of the black shadow, and the footsteps were three points faster, and the distance between the two figures was narrowing.

Unconsciously, the rain gradually stopped, but the moonlight did not arrive as scheduled, and the inky sky was unusually oppressive, making people breathless.

Suddenly, the blood shadow's feet suddenly froze, and with the force of the bounce of the branches, it rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, and then landed steadily on a clearing, his figure nailed to the ground like an unsheathed sword, and slowly turned around, his eyes scorching between opening and closing.

"Come out, I know, you've always been there."

"Hehe-I didn't expect it to be discovered." The black shadow landed behind the blood-colored figure, with a self-deprecating smile in his words.

"Don't forget, I used to be your lord, and of course I am familiar with you when you have followed me for so long." The words are indifferent, but there is indescribable hatred, and the betrayal makes him feel painful.

"Yes!"

"Isn't that so?" The mood has been confused, and the words have gradually lost their inch.

"Actually, you were wrong from the beginning, and my meeting with you was a game." Calm tone, but now it sounds, it turns out that people have been being played with in the palm of their hands, but they don't know it, it's really stupid.

"So, what do you want from the widow?" At this moment, his momentum was instantaneous, and a majestic aura arose spontaneously, but unfortunately, this momentum was as powerless as the river was going down.

"The king of the dead country, he is still a shameless self-proclaimed widow here, and at this moment, do you still think that you are still sitting on the throne of Daliang?"

"Hmph—today, the widow is about to finish off you, a traitor and thief."

glanced at Wei Fake contemptuously, his eyes were full of contempt and mockery, "At this moment, you still have to do the battle of trapped beasts, stupid - take your life!" ”

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"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The long sword is unsheathed, far away from each other.

One is a soul seducer who came out of hell, the blood-colored sword is like the scythe of death, and when it is wielded, it takes away countless souls in an instant.

One is the down-and-out royal family who died at the end of the world, the cyan long sword, which has long been without the grandeur and domineering of the past, and in an instant, the judgment was made.

Gradually, an invisible whirlpool formed around the two of them, and the dead leaves scattered on the ground had already scattered in all directions, and the fine stones were like deadly blades, striking on the stone wall and leaving deep cracks.

The two people in the center of the storm had already abandoned a foreign object, and although the sword had not moved, the battle had already begun.

Between the long hair, the momentum of the man in black had invisibly converged into a giant sword, and it had already thundered towards Wei Jiao.

At this time, Wei Fake's momentum seemed to be condensed and chaotic, and the ups and downs were overflowing with qi and flaws.

In tonight's battle, there is no way to avoid it, the sword shadow floats, and the next moment Wei Jiao chose to strike first.

The corners of his mouth were slightly pulled, and since he had already made a sword, there was a flaw to follow, and the red light and shadow suddenly appeared, pointing directly at Wei Fake and leaving.

The next moment was already a cold light, the sword shadow was all over the sky, the sword intersected between the two swords, and the sound of collision was endless.

Killer, the sword goes sideways, if the white horse passes through the gap, he never knows where he will appear in the next moment, on the other hand, Wei Jiao has already been clumsy, and the brocade robe on his body is already in tatters. Faintly in the streamer, you can see tiny traces of blood.

The tip of the toe is light, the killer jumps up, the tip of the sword is pointed directly at the tip of Wei fake's nose, the force of his legs is almost parallel to the ground, the next moment Wei fake and the killer's figure are staggered, the tip of the sword is staggered, if the killer hits the killer, the intestines will be rotten, the sword is horizontal to the chest, and then an elegant reversal, the killer avoided the deadly sword, stabilized his body, and his legs exerted force, Wei Ruo broke the sword in the sky, and shot up.

At this time, the killer has exhausted his old power and has not yet given birth to new power, and it is the most critical time, Wei Fake seems to have seen the body of this shameful traitor, and the corners of his mouth have already revealed an arc.

In the next moment, the two met in the air, only to see the figure of the killer suddenly spread its wings like an eagle falcon, turning back in the air at the tip of the 360-degree blood-colored long sword, and the tip of the sword pointed on Wei Fake's sword grid, and a little internal force broke through the body.

――――Bang Dang――――

In an instant, Wei Fake's cyan long sword split in two.

――――Time――――

With the center of the eyebrows as the central axis, a faint trace of blood gradually appeared on Wei Fake's face, and the two of them were separated by a touch, and the next moment the killer was already in the air with Wei Fake's body borrowing, anyway, seven hundred and twenty degrees, and landed steadily on the branch.

――BANG――――

The dull sound, that was the sound of Wei Fake's corpse falling to the ground, at this time it sounded like the death knell of the Grim Reaper, the former generation of kings left quietly like this, his face was full of anger, his eyes were full of doubts, until the moment before he died, Wei Fake didn't know who wanted to take his life for what.

Gracefully landed beside Wei Jiao, gently closed his eyes for him, and got acquainted, there was only so much he could do for him.

"When you go underground, if Yama asks, you will say that the one who took the life - Shadow Venerable."

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The east was already slightly white, and the breeze blew, and Wei Fake's corpse instantly turned into powder.

The figure of the killer gradually disappeared in the mountains and rivers, and as the night passed, a qiē regained its calm, as if it had never changed.

The phantom floats, the remnant sword roars, the blood kills, and the soul scatters and falls.