Jiangzhou City.

The city was built on Jiangxinzhou, as its name suggests.

After a day of hustle and bustle, night falls, but the whole city is still brightly lit and full of prosperity.

The Jiangfu courtyard is built near the river, covering an area of more than 100 hectares, and the exquisite style is extremely majestic.

As a rising star in recent years, the children of the Jiang family have produced many talents, and now they have become the largest force in Jiangzhou City, and no one dares to challenge their dominance.

After dealing with daily trivial matters, Jiang Ze walked into the back house, although he had already been on the throne for three years and was in charge of the entire family, he still reported to his father every day about the affairs of the clan and listened to his father's instructions.

Because he knew in his heart that without his father, there would be no Jiang family today, he really has great wisdom and is worth learning from all his life.

"Father, son begging to see. Stopping outside the ordinary courtyard, he saluted respectfully.

But unexpectedly, the father's voice did not sound.

Jiang Ze's heart jumped, his father's health has been deteriorating in the past two years, is it ...... Not daring to think about it, he pushed open the courtyard door and walked into it quickly.

But what he saw in front of him made him feel a chill in his heart.

There is a shimmering magic circle carved in the courtyard, and the soft light makes it like daytime here, the old father is kneeling on the ground, and the two men and men look expressionless.

That bland gaze made Jiang Ze's heart chill, his body stiffened, and it was difficult to make any movements.

Jiang Youmin turned his head, his old face was gray, revealing a thick dead air, and he said astringently: "Third Young Master, everything happened back then, it was all done by the old slave alone, and it has nothing to do with my Jiang family's children, please spare their lives." ”

Jian Ce's face was expressionless, "Tell me, who made the move back then and washed my Lei family with blood?"

Jiang Youmin's lips squirmed, and he spoke suddenly, "Qingxiao Sword Sect, back then, they coerced the family to surrender, but the master never agreed, which caused a disaster. ”

"Qingxiao Sword Sect. Jian Ce chewed, memorized the name firmly, and suddenly said, "Then Uncle Jiang, what role did you play in this matter back then?"

"I ...... Young master, they have held the old slave's family hostage, if I don't obey the order, they will all die! The old slave was confused for a while, he has been suffering all these years, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

"The 1,763 members of the Lei family, including relatives, guards, and servants, totaling more than 20,000 people, were all killed overnight, and their blood stained the lake waves in their homes. Uncle Jiang, you want me to forgive, how can I forgive? How can I forgive!"

Jian Ce's voice was calm, but the coldness in his words made Jiang Youmin's eyes widen in horror.

Swish!

The sword flashed, a head fell to the ground, and blood gushed like a spring.

Mo Yu was silent, and there was no discoloration on his face, because if it were him, it would be the same.

The hatred of the extermination, no matter what hardships exist, where is it possible to unravel.

A moment later, the Jiang family was on fire, and the sky-high flames illuminated the entire Jiangxinzhou, reflecting on the surface of the river, as bright red as blood.

Mo Yu retracted his gaze and said lightly: "Qingxiao Sword Sect, this sect knows where it is, I'll take you there." ”

He flicked his sleeves, and the two figures moved away directly.

Qingxiao Sword Sect, located in the territory of Nanchen, belongs to the first-class forces in the mainland, but under the flames of hatred burning in Jian Ce's chest, it has been reduced to ruins in just half an hour.

Mo Yu didn't make a move, he stood on the top of the mountain with his hands in his hands, waiting quietly.

When the wails of despair and pain gradually disappeared, Jian Ce walked out of the Qingxiao Sword Sect step by step, blood staining his robe red, and terrifying killing intent was stirring around his body.

Mo Yu frowned slightly, his performance did not look like a big revenge.

Jian Ce said calmly, "The people who destroyed my Lei family back then were indeed the Qingxiao Sword Sect, but they were also instructed by others. ”

"Who?"

"Savage Holy Sect. ”

Mo Yu was slightly silent, glanced at him, and said, "The enmity between this sect and the Barbarian Holy Sect is also as deep as the sea, but right now, you can't find them to take revenge." ”

At the moment, the Barbarian Holy Sect was defeated, and the matter of sacrificial protection was revealed.

Jian Ce's face was stiff, and he pursed his lips and said, "It will eventually disperse one day." ”

"Yes, it can be as short as a year, or as long as three years, and the sacrifice and protection will be self-defeating. When the time comes, we will inform you and go together. ”

"After doing so many heinous and heinous things, the Barbarian Holy Sect should also disappear completely. ”

Jian Ce nodded heavily, hesitated, and said, "Before this, I want to retreat in the Taibai Sword Sect, and I also ask Mo Yu Daoyou for permission." ”

"Yes. Mo Yu nodded without hesitation, "Let's go, this sect will arrange this matter for you." ”

......

Sword Sect Sword Shrine.

Jian Ce opened his arms, and suddenly countless long swords hummed, and the sharp sword intent broke out of his body, and the roar merged into his body.

As if in some pain, his brow furrowed slightly, but his face was still calm, without the slightest discoloration.

The scene in front of him made Mo Yu's heart move slightly, and he muttered: "The cultivation method of the Sword Ce Daoist is really strange, and this sect has never seen it. ”

Jian Ce lowered his arm, and the sound of sword intent breaking through the air quickly dissipated, "My sword path is the sword of destruction, it is relatively easy to cultivate this way, and continuous cultivation and even absorbing the sword intent from the outside world can make your strength improve quickly." ”

"But the Sword of Destruction, there is only one chance in a lifetime to go all out of the sword, detonating all the sword intent in the body, destroying its own form and spirit, and inspiring the strongest sword. ”

Mo Yu's eyes shrank slightly, even in his state of mind, he was shocked by the horror of this Sword of Destruction, which was fundamentally a self-mutilating sword path that first destroyed himself and then destroyed the enemy.

In today's world, there are very few monks who choose to practice such exercises, and the era when they really flourished was in the glorious and crazy ancient era.

In order to protect their clansmen, warriors can often do whatever it takes to protect their clansmen.

Without exception, the power of such exercises is astonishingly terrifying.

Mo Yu suddenly understood why Jian Ce's cultivation was obviously only in the demigod realm, but it could give him an inexplicable sense of crisis, and it was because of this.

After being silent for a long time, he said slowly: "Sword Strategy......"

I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say it.

"I understand what you mean, and I'm grateful, but I've been alive until now for the sole purpose of revenge, and nothing else. A smile appeared at the corner of Jian Ce's mouth, this was the first time Mo Yu had seen it, and he smiled, "I think, from now on, you and I will be friends." ”

"We were friends. Mo Yu shook his head and suppressed his mood fluctuations, "If you insist on this, maybe I can help you and make you stronger." ”

He raised his hand, and a touch of kendo aura directly entered his body.

Jian Ce's face changed slightly, but he soon showed joy, under this sword dao aura, the vast sword intent in his body, which was already on the verge of exploding, suddenly fell silent.

This meant that he was able to absorb more sword intent, and when he finally broke out, he burst out with even more terrifying power.

"Jian Ce, if you are willing to change your mind, maybe I can help you solve the hidden dangers in your body. By now you should know that I have the possibility to do that. ”

Mo Yu spoke seriously.

He was not familiar with Jian Ce, but he admired his forbearance and struggle over the years, and forcibly absorbed the sword intent and kept it in his body, this kind of pain is very conceivable. And the similar experiences between the two also made him feel naturally close.

Jian Ce just shook his head, didn't say much, and strode towards the depths of the sword mound.

"When the sacrificial guardian disappears, you come and call me ......"

As he spoke, his figure vanished.