The scorching sun scorched the desolate land, and the sound of rumbling footsteps could be heard from time to time on the land.

By this time, the two groups of men and horses had been less than twenty miles, and they could already see each other, and as the distance continued to close, the crowd began to become silent, for they both knew that the purpose of the trip was to kill people.

For that team of 1,000 people, they seemed to be relaxed, but they were actually very nervous, because the people they killed were not ordinary people, but the palace master of Wuji Palace, Hao Yue, and her most proud disciple, Xiao Jiansheng.

Haoyue naturally they will not put it in their eyes, everyone is ten pounds and eight taels, the key is that the Xiao Jiansheng makes them feel a headache, after all, the strength of that gang has been seen by many people in Jianshan, and the ordinary ancestral realm is only abused in his eyes, not to mention them, the cultivators of the five realms and the six realms.

Although they thought so, they were not discouraged, after all, there was a horse standing behind them.

I don't know when, Ma Xingkong has already walked out of the chariot, he looked at the mighty crowd in front of him calmly, these people's realms are high and low, among them, there are three ancestral realms, one from the psychic land, and the other two are from the Yan family, it seems that the Yan family is thinking about putting the sword to death this time.

Including Huo Qingcheng, there were fifty-six people in the Seven Realms, and the rest were all cultivators from the Five or Six Realms, from the elites of each family.

Ma Xingkong knows that most of these people don't care if they can survive in the future, but they still die in the end, after all, not everyone has the right to survive when the end of the law comes, in his opinion, this is natural selection, survival of the fittest.

This world does not sympathize with the weak, the weak should not be respected, only the strong deserve to live a wonderful life, of course, Ma Xingkong thinks that there are not many strong people, Ning Tieshoe counts one, Ma Fengchuan counts you one, Shoutiannu counts two, Meng Lingxiao, who just died, counts half, Tong Xinlu and ascetics can also count half, as for other families with profound backgrounds, there may be more than a dozen strong people who can be called half.

But after fusing the Nine Heavens Testament, Ma Xingkong's eyes changed again, and the strong people in his eyes were already rare, and there were only Ning Tieshoe and Shoutiannu left, and other people were not worthy of being mentioned by him.

Of course, he will not forget the other person, Xiao Jiansheng.

It's not that Xiao Jiansheng can become a strong man in his eyes, but that he has the background of a strong man, and this person makes him not feel at ease, so Xiao Jiansheng must die.

Ma Xingkong walked slowly, his eyes were empty, almost all people didn't know Ma Xingkong's mind at this moment, they were still immersed in the joy of looking forward to victory, and even they were ready, kill Haoyue and take Wuji Palace, pull the family to take a few days of fairy days, I heard that although Wuji Palace stands in the desert of the Western Wilderness, it is a unique fairyland on earth, especially the blessed land, it is a good place to find in the world.

There are also people who look at it more than just for the sake of what is in front of them

Benefit, but the rich collection of books in Wuji Palace, of course, there are also people who do nothing, just simply follow Ma Xingkong, pure admiration, especially Ma Xingkong, who fused the Nine Heavens Testament, in their eyes, it is an immortal-like existence, after this victory, they have already decided, from now on, after the saddle before and after the horse behind Ma Xingkong, it is not only those cultivators of the five or six realms who have this idea, but also the old seven realms like Huo Qingcheng.

Ma Xingkong finally set his eyes on a few people in the crowd, he had promised them to hand over the nine-day suicide note, in exchange for the prosperity of the family for all generations, and even let the masters of their family go out of the ancestral realm.

As for whether he is really ready to practice, Ma Xingkong did not think so far, and lived first.

When the two groups of people were less than ten miles, the sound of swords sounded on this barren land at the same time, and the swords from the hands of both sides were sheathed, For a while, the killing intent turned into a light intertwined, this killing intent was very cold, enough to dispel the heat of this midsummer, and before the people had yet to fight, the sword weapon and the fast knife seemed to be eager to try.

At this moment, the figures on both sides have been imprinted in each other's eyes, and the familiar and unfamiliar faces have become strange at this time, however, when Huo Qingcheng saw the face ten miles away in front of him, his heart still trembled fiercely, which also he thought differently, he thought that his love for her had already turned into a kind of hatred that went deep into the bone marrow, but when he really faced it, his heart was still hit hard by that familiar face, and it was only when he saw Tu Tielin who was holding a black knife in his arms next to Su Jianning, his breathing returned to normal。

"Lord Huo Shan, do you want to keep people under the knife later?"

Another ancestor from the Yan family saw Huo Qingcheng's entanglement, so he said with a smile.

Huo Qingcheng wanted to shake his head happily and say no, but he hesitated.

At this moment, Huo Hai, who was following behind Huo Qingcheng, said with a smile: "Daddy means that the ancestor of the Yan family can help solve Tu Tielin, and Su Jianning will be left to him." ”

Huo Qingcheng frowned fiercely, his face was very ugly.

But I have to say that knowing the father is better than the son, this little thief has already understood his thoughts.

The ancestor of the Yan family said happily: "That's it, the old man only has one sword today, how about this sword for you Huo Qingcheng?"

Huo Qingcheng nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, Huo should also do his best to handle the things entrusted by the Yan family, Huo has already sent someone to inquire about the news of Xiang Yuanbao." ”

The ancestor of the Yan family nodded, and smiled at Tu Tielin on the opposite side from a distance of ten miles, Tu Tielin kept his head down, thoughtful, until he was awakened by those eyes full of murderous intent, and the same eyes were forced to look away.

When the distance between the two sides changed from ten miles to less than five miles, two groups of men stopped at the same time

Got off the front, and at this time, the ancestor of the Yan family walked out of the crowd, bowed to the luxury chariot behind, and strode towards Tu Tielin.

Tu Tielin saw clearly the person who came over, an existence at the level of an ancestor who was one realm higher than him.

He turned his head and looked at Su Jianning deeply, although his face was still so light-hearted, but his eyes were extremely complicated, helpless, nervous, but in the end, with that wry smile, all his thoughts turned into a kind of responsibility, a father for the sake of his son's responsibility, he clenched the black knife in his hand, for the sake of his son's refusal to hold the knife.

Tu Tielin took a few steps, and Su Jianning took a step after him, as if she wanted to shake those powerful big hands, but in the end her outstretched hand stayed in the air, her face was unusually tangled, the same as the face before the master left, the same endless worry, she whispered: "Wait for you to come back." ”

Tu Tielin turned around and smiled casually: "Don't be like this, my son is easy to see." ”

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At this time, the wandering figure located somewhere in the darkness was tightly closed, he was carefully contemplating, contemplating the mass of origin qi left by the master, he had been contemplating it for a long time, and through the mass of origin qi forcibly stripped from Ma Xingkong's body, he had a glimpse of a different Ma Xingkong.

Ma Xingkong has lived in the Ma family since he was a child, with outstanding talents, he was proud at a young age, and enjoyed the rich resources of the Ma family, so he was endowed with strong hopes by his ancestors since he was a child.

Ma Xingkong has been accustomed to looking down at everything, including the position of the head of the Ma family in the future, including the entire world of rivers and lakes, until one day, the Ma family has another person Ma Fengchuan for no reason, and Ma Xingkong has converged that habitual look.

Habits can sometimes be fatal flaws.

Xiao Jiansheng thinks so, for him, the current Ma Xingkong is indeed strong and abnormal, although he has not fought with Ma Xingkong in the past few days, but each other's eyes have already been in contact several times, his eyes have changed enough to make him defeated, almost in Ma Xingkong Xiao Jiansheng can not find any weakness that can defeat him, only this habit, he thinks it is a ray of hope.

After closing his eyes for a long time, it seemed that he had become a part of the darkness, however, at some point, Xiao Jiansheng suddenly felt that there seemed to be a flash of sword light in front of him, and that beam of sword light passed directly through Haoran directly and arrived at his feet.

The sword that penetrated the sky and the earth just now had already converged a sword, and the sword passed through a patch of intertwined sword rays and landed on a person he was familiar with.

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