Through a ray of moonlight in the depths of the night, the picture gradually became clearer and clearer in this desolate place where the boulders were lined up, reflecting a hellish scene in the field.

Countless strange creatures with scales on their bodies, head structures with fangs piercing their mouths, and terrifying muscles wriggling wildly on their backs, arms, and shoulders tell the story of incomplete life forms.

In the center of hell stood a slightly emaciated teenager, with a pale complexion, set off slightly immature facial features, short hair shaped like angry pine, slightly curved eyebrows, vaguely sharp, the young man could see the broken monster body everywhere, and a green liquid that exuded a rancid smell flowed out, probably the blood in the eyes of this group of monsters.

On the right hand side of the young man, he was carrying a monster head that had just been separated from his body, and the heat emanating from the monster's blood and mouth could not dispel the shivering chill in this scene, but the young man lazily drooped his eyelids, as if he could fall asleep in this nightmarish world at any time.

Hundreds of monsters tightly surrounded the boy in the center, but none of them moved forward, and even a fear-like emotion could be seen trembling under his eyes, such a strange scene, quietly unfolded in this moonlight.

Hundreds of meters away, in a clearing, a middle-aged man, quietly watching, the young man in the distance, in his blue eyes, seems to hide the ice that has not changed for thousands of years, and the sense of calm that can only be possessed after endless time precipitation, at a glance it is so breathtaking.

In the shadow behind the middle-aged man, there was a rickety old man, his hands on the ground, kneeling timidly half a foot behind him, his wrinkled face, with a pair of obscene and lewd eyes, but at this time he looked extremely pious.

"Great existence, this son's name is Ye Lei, he is an orphan at the age of sixteen this year, he was picked up by the most mysterious elder of the Xingchen Sword Pavilion, and accepted as a closed disciple, who would have thought that this son was actually a Tianyan asset in the cultivation world, at the age of fourteen, he traveled to the continent and challenged the major sects, at first there was nothing, but as time went on, the world was shocked to find that the elite disciples of the major sects, even including the door master, no one could stop them, and he was less than fifteen years old at the time of the three moves of the realm. ”

The obscene old man spoke meticulously, not daring to raise his head to look at the man from beginning to end.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to hear it, just quietly looked at the young man in the distance, as if he was recalling something.

Without warning, the middle-aged man took a step forward.

The obscene old man only felt that the scenery around him turned into nothingness in an instant, and then condensed in an instant, as if he had completely ignored the process, only the beginning and the end, simple and unbelievable.

A hundred meters away from the middle-aged man only one step, only to lift his feet and fall, he has already brought the obscene old man to Ye Lei, so unreasonable, but so reasonable, the heart of the obscene old man on the side has already surged turbulent waves, but what can be done is to keep his head on the ground as closely as possible, and curl his body even more, perhaps he thinks that only in this way can he show more compliance and piety.

The moment the monster saw the middle-aged man, all of them prostrate on the ground, and their huge and ugly bodies trembled incessantly, expressing that they still had the wisdom to feel fear.

Ye Lei, who had been drooping his eyes, only felt that he suddenly felt as if he was in the ancient glacier, and all the hairs on his body were shocked.

Even Ye Lei himself didn't notice that at this moment, there was a faint golden light in his eyes, but it did not escape the eyes of the middle-aged man for a short moment, and then frowned, and slowly flattened in an instant, as if nothing had happened, only the cold ice that was still faintly fluctuating, revealing the turmoil in the heart of its owner at the moment.

"I didn't expect that in such a low-level space, I could see the person who saw the Emperor's Eye opening his eyes, little guy, you are very good, really good, but it's a pity that you are a person...... It seems that whether you are that person or not, you can't let it grow up. "From beginning to end, the middle-aged man is very calm, like an elder praising him as an afterlife.

"What? Haha, uncle, you must have recognized the wrong person, you may have had a little misunderstanding with your friends before, why don't you sit down and talk, the conflict will always be resolved...... ”

From the tone to the smiling expression, Ye Lei can be said to be extremely sincere, and after speaking, he gently put aside the head of a "friend" holding it in his hand............

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth were slightly raised, as if he was about to speak.

~Rumble!!!!!!

Hearing a loud noise, without warning, Ye Lei's body instantly turned red, and the gravel around him instantly turned into fly ash and cracked, and one step out was fast.

In fact, Ye Lei had already discovered the existence of the middle-aged man, but the instinct of his body told him that there was a great fear in that direction, so he couldn't look at it, or even dared to look at it.

Until the middle-aged man miraculously appeared in front of him, Ye Lei didn't even know who this god-like powerful man was and why he appeared in front of him, but Ye Lei was very sure that the middle-aged man had an interest in him...... Killing Intent.

Ye Lei trusts his instincts very much, so as soon as the middle-aged man appears, he is calculating, when he desperately finds that the possibility of escape seems to be infinitely close to zero, then there is only one battle.

So Ye Lei was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that was not considered an opportunity, but between him and the middle-aged man, this short distance became a huge obstacle for him, in order to narrow the obstacle, Ye Lei resolutely began to burn the Yuan Spirit.

In the world of the Dao, the Yuan Spirit is both life, and burning the Yuan Spirit is also burning life, so Ye Lei is running with his life.

The huge sacrifice, in exchange for one, is like a flowing fire in the summer sky, rushing rapidly, and between the lightning and flint, he stepped in front of the middle-aged man.

Everything came too fast, too suddenly, too fast to catch with his eyes, the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth had not had time to disappear, and Ye Lei's right fist had already rushed to his chest.

Although he didn't fight, Ye Lei knew that the arrival of a middle-aged man might be the biggest danger in his life, so as soon as he made a move, he did his best.

If Ye Lei's previous speed was like flowing fire, then this punch was like thunder.

With flesh and blood, the speed of fire, and the momentum of thunder, together are bound to win.

The fist wind blocked the air, sending out a series of sonic booms, and the fist had already touched the floating clothes, but the middle-aged man still didn't seem to realize it.

Rumble!!!

The violent crash sound came as promised, and a large pit three zhang wide was sunken out of the entire ground, and dust was everywhere, it was hard to imagine the strength of this punch, it was so domineering.

The dust settled, the middle-aged man was still standing in place, he didn't dodge, not that he couldn't, but he didn't need to, from beginning to end, he just stood there calmly, watched Ye Lei come, and then sent him back......

As if nothing had happened, Ye Lei returned to his place, leaving only the cracked ground under his feet and a pair of unbelievable eyes.

"Little one, it seems that the surprise you have brought can only go here, so let's go back. The middle-aged man calmly pronounced the verdict against Ye Lei, and then he stretched out his right hand and pointed at Ye Lei.

Suddenly, the air began to vibrate uneasily, and a streamer of light, born out of nothing, burned a straight trail in the air.

Ye Lei saw it, but his body couldn't dodge.

Without setting off a trace of noise and dust, it gently fell on Ye Lei, and then on Ye Lei's chest, leaving a bloody hole, it quietly disappeared.

Blood continued to gush out with violent wheezing, his arms began to tremble uncontrollably, death seemed to be ahead, and Ye Lei's eyes became more and more cold.

The middle-aged man did not continue to attack, but looked for Ye Lei's face, looking for the beautiful and familiar expression when people faced him, the expression of despair like falling into the abyss.

However, his expectations seem destined to be disappointed.

Ye Lei was adopted by an incomparably powerful, but eccentric old man since he was a child, taking him on the path of cultivation, and then constantly getting stronger and stronger.

It wasn't until those invincible elite disciples, and even the head of the sect, showed an expression of disbelief that they were defeated by their own hands, and then the legend of a war-thirsty genius gradually began to circulate in the world.

But they didn't look closely, the beautiful butterflies flying in the sky, they didn't know what the season of flowers was, they didn't know the wonderful feeling of taking a nap in the green grass and the sunshine.

So those, the legends about him, all are not right, all are confetti, all have to be rewritten.

Yes, Ye Lei likes this world very much, wants to become stronger, wants to know more knowledge, wants to see more beautiful scenery, wants to experience but does not experience, there are too many.

If life is a journey to death, then he does not allow anyone to deprive him of this trip that belongs to him, and even if he deprives it, he will make the other party pay a terrible price.

"Go back, the master hasn't lived enough, uncle, why don't you send you back first." ”

Ye Lei raised his head again, there was no fear or despair at the gaze of the middle-aged man, there was just endless ruthlessness.

What kind of person can be called a genius, outstanding creativity, extraordinary talent, and superior learning ability?

Genius is diligence, perseverance, and the courage to collide meaninglessly in the face of great fear, so since childhood, Ye Lei has considered himself a genius, and has always believed in it and never doubted it.

"Old man, you said that you can't use this trick if you can't be in a desperate situation, probably at this time, it's called a desperate situation, it seems that you have to find someone else to replace me in the life of the elderly. With a hint of mockery, Ye Lei muttered to himself.

"With my spirit, condense blood into a sword. ”

As the words fell, the blood flowing from Ye Lei's chest seemed to understand, and it continued to be withdrawn from his body, and then magically condensed together, and it was suspended in front of him, turning into a long sword entwined with blood.

As soon as he grabbed it, his sword aura overflowed, and in the face of the bottomless strength of the middle-aged man, Ye Lei's fighting spirit was not afraid.

Holding the blood sword, Ye Lei rushed towards the middle-aged man without hesitation, full of fighting intent and without reservation, his body seemed to be the embodiment of fire, burning with endless madness in his eyes.

The middle-aged man frowned, not afraid, but disliked, because he couldn't understand the sword, because he didn't like Ye Lei's madness at the moment, and because all of this was too similar to that person......

The king frowned, and could only be smoothed with blood.

The inexplicable streamer appeared from the void again, quieter and more powerful than before, as if it could intersect in time and space at will.

Without any accident, the streamer fell on Ye Lei's collarbone again, blooming a cruel blood flower, Ye Lei still did not avoid this unknown terrifying light, or rather, this time he did not plan to dodge, the pain did not slow down his speed, only made the ruthlessness in his eyes worse.

Ye Lei has understood a truth since he was a child, those who can't be solved, cut it off, and those who block it will destroy it.

In an instant, he once again stepped into the ground in front of the middle-aged man, unlike before, this time he had a sword in his hand, and the sword intent also followed him like a tsunami, swallowing the middle-aged man.

Ye Lei has learned the most since he was a child, is the way of swords, even his own master who is above the top, he is smacking his tongue for his talent in swordsmanship, just because he has mastered what many people can't find in their lives, Ye Lei found it, his own way of swords.

Everywhere in front of him is Ye Lei and his sword, where he can reach, where the sword can reach, is Ye Lei's sword path.

Therefore, when the sword arrives, it is the way of the sword.

In front of him, it is devastating.

One zhang is ten feet, and it is also a world.

In front of him is the world that belongs to him and the sword.

Since it is Ye Lei's world, even if he is as powerful as a middle-aged man, he doesn't want to be wanton in his world.

The middle-aged man's brows tightened even deeper, and he felt the sword intent surging like a tide, and he gradually began to peel off all his control over his surroundings.

The ant that should have been waiting for him to be crushed with honor actually tried to refuse the glory he gave, which made the middle-aged man a little irritable.

In an instant, the sword blade came with the power of ten thousand jun, like a middle-aged man, and it seemed that he could already imagine the terrifying power of the sword after it fell.

At this time, the middle-aged man quietly stretched out a finger, the intention was naturally self-evident, in the face of this devastating sword, the middle-aged man was arrogant, and only wanted to use one finger to resist.

When contempt becomes a matter of course, it becomes absolute self-confidence, and the strong will always have the right to look down on all beings, just like a dragon, which will never use all his strength to compete with an ant, even if it is a mad ant......

Rumble~~~

The blade of the sword made contact with the fingertips, emitting a deafening friction sound, and a violent scorching energy swept dozens of meters in an instant, and the terrifying energy was cathartic, devouring all the creatures it could touch.

After a long time, the dust kicked off by this energy gradually settled, and the obscene old man around the middle-aged man, and hundreds of monsters, didn't even have time to escape, and they all burned into ashes in this energy.

The middle-aged man is still standing in place, like an ancient tree rooted here for 10,000 years, the terrifying energy catharsis is like a breeze, and it can't even blow away even a branch or leaf, just like an abyss, even if the torrent of turbulence surges, it will only be annihilated in the blink of an eye.

Ye Lei has also dissipated with the energy vortex, such a terrifying sword, the middle-aged man actually used only one finger to completely resist it, but if you look closely, a very small red mark appeared on the middle-aged man's index finger, which is all that Ye Lei paid for with his life.

The demise of the obscene old man and those monsters was completely ignored by him, he just watched in silence at the place where Ye Lei dissipated.

He muttered to himself for a long time: "What a funny little guy, what an interesting sword." ”

As the words fell, a drop of purple-gold blood slowly fell from the tiny red mark on his fingertips......