At six o'clock in the morning, the twelfth heavenly pillar of Heavenly Sword Kingdom Xuan Cloud City.

Although it is said that every day pillar is a necessary passage to support and enter Xuanyun City, in addition to shouldering the responsibility of the only way to enter, they also bear the function of population construction and defense on the periphery.

To put it bluntly, the Heavenly Pillar close to Xuanyun City is equivalent to the satellite cities around Xuanyun City.

The closer you get to Xuanyun City, the larger the town becomes, and the stronger the armed forces.

The Twelfth Heavenly Pillar, also known as Tianmen Town, is the last pass to Xuanyun City.

Above the conical towers and the red herringbone houses on the second floor, several black figures flew quickly.

The dawn of winter has not yet fallen, and it is the time of the sun and the moon.

The streets that had been cleaned up on a daily basis were now full of corpses, blood seeping out of them, coating the streets and walls, some of them had solidified and turned black-brown, and some of the corpses were still warm, and the blood flowed down the entrance of the sewers, dripping into the abyss with a slight sound.

The guard of the Twelve Heavenly Pillars, Wu Xiyuan, appeared from one rooftop at a speed like a streamer, and then quickly swept towards another tower, and then the next moment, pounced on the wide pigeon house.

The white dove was startled by the stumbling figure, flapping its wings.

Even if there was a blood line on his forehead, Wu Xiyuan couldn't care about it so much, he let out a roar, then drove the long sword under his feet, and then continued to gallop towards the white jade trestle bridge at the end of the street.

Like, like he was trying to get rid of something, something that was behind him.

Suddenly, a sad and resolute look appeared on his face.

In the next moment, his upper body turned in a strange arc in the air, almost beyond the movements of ordinary people, turning his upper body 180 times, looking as if the upper and lower bodies were separated at the same time.

Immediately after, his right hand had a sharp short blade, which stabbed quickly and violently into the void behind him.

Tear pull.

There was a cracking sound in the wind.

A smile of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth, this blow must have been successful.

Then Wu Xiyuan pulled hard to the right, making the wound as big as possible.

A streak of blood flew out in the direction of his arm, but it didn't reach the amount of bleeding he expected.

Wu Xiyuan's eyes widened in horror.

The other party was a little faster than he expected.

"I didn't expect it," in the messy wind around her, the soft woman's voice was indiscerning.

"You can still meet respectable opponents here."

A pretty black figure appeared on top of the tower, less than ten meters or so away from him.

The man held blades in both hands, and the two scimitars in his hands were as cold as snow, glowing with a cold white light in the morning sun.

Her eyes were as bright and crystal as bright as the moon, but her eyes revealed a powerful murderous aura that was completely different from her own temperament.

On her left side, a thin line was torn open in the black tights, revealing the white flesh inside, and there was an extra thumb-wide wound on it, from which blood was seeping out.

"I haven't felt this way in a long time."

She laughed silently, revealing two rows of white teeth, as if she was immersed in the feeling of life and death just now.

This ghostly face that is breathtakingly beautiful and so cold as it can only appear in the abyss of the earth, but it has never been seen before.

Wu Xiyuan can serve as the guard of the Twelfth Heavenly Pillar, and he thinks that his strength is not weak, even if it is not the perverted level of the Zhenjian Division and the Xuanmu Division, at least he can be in charge.

However, he was chased so embarrassed by a woman.

The strength of the other party must be at least above the Ninefold Realm.

This face was so unfamiliar that it didn't match any of the masters of the countries he knew.

Not only her, but also the other accomplices in the distance, were also hidden and terrifyingly powerful, otherwise no one in the entire Twelve Heavenly Pillars would have reacted when they launched an attack.

Counting the time, from the opponent's attack to the total defeat of the defenders, it did not exceed twenty minutes in total.

What a terrible fighting power this is?

There was a roar in the distance, but in an instant there was silence.

The loss of the Twelve Heavenly Pillars is already an indisputable fact, and I don't know how many people are still alive.

Wu Xiyuan's heart froze, and his eyes looked at each other coldly, "Who are you?" ”

"Hehe, after a long time, don't you even know who your opponent is?" The woman on the opposite side raised her head, and a pair of cold eyes pierced through people's hearts, "The Zhen Sword Division has been chasing us for so long, and now it's time for us to fight back." ”

"...... Zhen Jian Division?" Wu Xiyuan's eyes widened in horror, "You are the dark ......"

"It's not bad, it's not that I don't know anything." The woman looked at him coldly, then lazily raised the short sword in her left hand to her chest, "Remember my name before you die." My name is—"

As her words fell, Wu Xiyuan suddenly felt a lightness under his feet, and the whole person seemed to fall into the wind.

A flash of lightning galloped in.

The woman's face zoomed in quickly.

"Zhang!"

The sound of a "bell".

Wu Xiyuan reluctantly raised his sword and met the blow stiffly.

So fast.

The first thought flashed through his mind.

The second thought was-

Come on.

An arc of light streaked through.

The short sword in Wu Xiyuan's hand was knocked out in an instant.

"Tian."

The corners of the woman's mouth twitched, and she was infinitely enlarged in front of Wu Xiyuan's eyes.

Those soft and beautiful lips were like reading the name of the Grim Reaper.

"Sweet."

With a clamming sound, the short sword swirled in the air and finally fell to the ground.

And Wu Xiyuan's body twisted to the side at an incredible angle, trying to dodge the opponent's knife.

What he is most proud of is the softness of his body, and the irregular movements of these bones always allow him to win the final victory in hand-to-hand combat with a surprise posture.

At such times, it can achieve the effect of danger.

"Not this time."

Zhang Tian smiled sweetly, and the speed of the short blade in his hand was extremely fast.

Then, quickly, in the direction of his upper body rotation, he stabbed into his right shoulder with great speed, and then pulled deeper with force.

"Ahh

Wu Xiyuan let out a miserable scream, and as his body twisted, the dagger was pulled from his right shoulder to his chest.

Blood gushed out.

Some of the organs also fell from the air with the deep, narrow wound.

Zhang Tiantian's short sword hung around his entire body.

The exposed organs hung outside his abdomen and never fell.

"There's always someone who can get the news in."

He said this, and then suddenly his body fell downward.

"Bang".

The corpse slammed against the bluestone slab below with a dull thud.

The blood was pressed by the body and seeped out from below, like a flower blooming out of thin air.

A light breeze blew, bringing up dust from street corners.

Zhang Tiantian raised his head, and a strange feeling sprouted in his heart-

It was as if someone was passing by.

But, as far as her eyes could see, it was empty.