Yang Cuo suddenly accelerated, and Wei Sley couldn't find him without paying attention, but fortunately, Yang Cuo's sword was able to find his master.

Wesley quickened his pace and chased in the direction where Yang Tso had disappeared, and after running for an unknown amount of time, Wesley finally caught up with Yang Tso, standing on top of a huge tree, staring intently ahead.

Wesley listened carefully, and it seemed that there was an army fighting ahead, and the curious Wesley also climbed to the top of the treetops.

"See? Which country's army are these? ”

Wesley poked his head out.

"It should be the Cloud Country and the Heavenly Spirit Clan, they made a war letter a few months ago, it should be them."

Yang Tso shook his head slightly.

"I've seen the Scorching Hua army of the Cloud Country, and it's much stronger than them."

"Maybe the country of clouds didn't have an army of scorching flowers."

"100,000 people, there is no Zhuohua army, and the country of clouds has a new army?"

Yang Cuo glanced at Wesley in surprise, and then asked, "What is the name of the new monarch of the Cloud Country?" ”

"It seems to be called Yunxiao, from the Great Wilderness, I don't know very well."

Yang Tso nodded, then turned to leave.

"Where are we going? Don't take a break? ”

"Far from here, there are fights everywhere, which makes people a little tired to listen to."

Wesley shrugged his shoulders and muttered quietly, "You kill people every day, do you still think these voices are harsh?" Sentimental. ”

"Don't talk about your master behind your back, you're going to die a terrible death."

Wesley held his sword and followed behind him with his head raised.

The continuous war lasted for two days and two nights, when Wolf Gu sent people to support Xingjue, he had been rescued by Wenliang Palace, and the soldiers of the two countries who killed the red eyes were exhausted, this battle, after all, the Tianling Clan won, the 100,000 army of the Cloud Country, only 30,000 or 40,000 were left, but none of them escaped, so bloody, so that Wolf Gu seemed to see his former self.

"Let Wolf Gu destroy the walls of Hanzhou, and then collect troops and return home."

"Collect troops?"

Huangfu Shaochen glanced at Yunxiao puzzled, and then asked: "I finally took a Hanzhou desperately, why do you have to withdraw troops?" ”

"That's the Heavenly Spirit Clan's capital realm, although they have also lost a lot on the frontal battlefield, do you think they will have no reinforcements? The Scorching Hua army is now the trump card of my Cloud Nation, and we can't let them suffer losses easily. ”

Huangfu Shaochen lowered his head, and he was silent for a long time.

"Although we were defeated this time, the Tianling Clan lost a Han Prefecture, and in the eyes of the outside world, the Cloud Country is still strong."

Yunxiao did what he wanted, but he didn't expect the tragedy to happen soon, the Zhuohua army destroyed the city walls of Hanzhou, and the Black Devil Army actually took advantage of the situation and slaughtered the entire people of Hanzhou.

"How many of them came?"

"There should be thousands."

Yang Cuo's face was solemn, he looked back at Wei Sley, and then ordered: "You find a place to hide, if I fall into the devil for killing later, you can take my sword and leave here, and when my demonic nature subsides, the sword will bring you back." ”

Wesley nodded slightly, he had never seen such a big battle, challenging the opponent's entire army with his own strength, such an arrogant thing, no one dared to do it in the barbarian Gu except for Yang Cuo.

"Who? Don't want to live anymore? ”

Yang Tso lowered his head, the black robe wrapped his whole body in it, and the sword in his hand emitted some cold light, which made people shudder.

A small leader of the Dark Legion stepped forward, and the knife in his hand had barely been raised when the sword of the Dark Devil stabbed through his throat.

Wesley was stunned when he looked outside the city, if such a powerful person really fell into the devil, I'm afraid that no one would be able to subdue him!

Wesley was still lamenting, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds more Dark Legion soldiers fell in a pool of blood.

"Who the hell are you?"

Those dark devil soldiers who were usually arrogant and domineering, finally felt fear at this moment, the last time they suffered fear, it was when they confronted the scorching army of the clouds, but this time they faced only one person.

"Don't be afraid of him, there are so many of us, he will be tired sooner or later."

"Yes, fight with him."

More and more black devil soldiers gathered together, Yang Cuo didn't say a word, his eyes were full of killing intent, as if he had come out of the ancient killing gods, no one could resist them.

"Such a battle should be recorded in the annals of history."

Wesley jerked back, and a strangely dressed guy was standing behind him.

"Who are you? When did you show up? ”

"My name is Yuchen, and I am his shadow."

"Shadows?" Wesley looked at the strange-behaving guy in front of him in surprise.

"Do you know who I am? I advise you to leave quickly, or my master will come back and will not let you go." ”

"Is it the wrong servant?"

Fishy glanced sideways and looked Wesley up and down.

"It's too weak, you are still a little unworthy to be a servant for him."

Wesley gritted his teeth, he felt humiliated.

"With such a large-scale slaughter, his demons are almost overwhelmed."

Yuchen looked at Yang Cuo in the distance with a solemn face, and they entered Haoyuan Mountain together, but only Yang Cuo came back alive, and the world thought that Yang Chen died in Haoyuan Mountain, but few people knew that his spirit was not dispersed and he had been living by Yang Cuo's side.

"Then you should find a way to save him."

Yuchen shook his head and smiled, "This guy killed me, so I won't save him." ”

Wesley glanced at him with fear in his eyes, and then asked in a trembling voice, "You say, he, he killed you." ”

"yes, what's wrong? You don't believe it? ”

Wesley's legs went limp, and then he cried out in horror, "Help, there's a ghost!" ”

Seeing Wesley fleeing in a panic, Fishy couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

"That's it, if you give Yang Co a sword, it's not worth it to lift his shoes."

Suddenly, Wesley ran back again.

"What are you doing when you come back, aren't you afraid that I'll eat you?"

"You, you don't have to scare me, I'm scared, even if you are a ghost, my master's sword can still hack you to death."

Yuchen looked at Wesley and nodded slightly.

"I didn't expect that your kid is quite loyal, haven't you heard the story of Yang Cuo."

"Of course I've heard it, he's the strongest of the ancient people, who doesn't know his story."

Yuchen shook his head, "He's not the strongest, his master is the strongest." ”

"It's impossible, they all said it, Mr. Wen can't come out alive when he enters Haoyuan Mountain, but Yang Cuo did it, so Yang Cuo is the first person in the ancient times."

"It's true that he is the first person, but he is not the only one who entered Haoyuan Mountain."

"The others are dead, aren't they."

Yuchen suddenly looked up at Yang Cuo in the distance.

"His life was exchanged for our lives, and he owes us all his life."

Wesley looked at him suspiciously, then asked in a low voice, "So, are you really dead?" ”

"Of course I'm dead, but it's just a physical death, and it's still possible for me to be resurrected in a hundred years."

"And what are you now?"

"Spirit," Yuchen paused and then continued, "a spirit that is stored in Yang Tso's body, he has a disturbed heart, so he takes me with him all day, and he thinks that by keeping me alive with him, he will atone for the sins he has committed. ”

Wesley's eyebrows tightened, he didn't know what he was talking about, but he could sense that Fishy Chen, like Yang Cuo, was not a bad person.

"Can you tell me about the things in Haoyuan Mountain?"

Yuchen glanced at Wesley, and then said: "That was many years ago, when we had just come down the mountain, and Tiandu had not yet begun to build, so the master asked us to go to the world for ten years to practice, and the other senior brothers left, leaving me and the second senior brother." ”

Yuchen paused, as if recalling something a long time ago.

"The second senior brother's understanding and talent are much higher than ours, but his heart is as arrogant as his cultivation, and the other senior brothers have stepped into the world, only he is reluctant to leave, and finally he actually decided to go to Haoyuan Mountain to practice."

"Did your master agree?"

"Of course not," Yuchen shook his head, "But what the second senior brother decided will never change, he had a big fight with Shizun, and then entered Haoyuan Mountain, I was worried about him, so I followed in." ”

Fishy Chen gritted his teeth, it seemed like a painful memory for him.

"The fear of Haoyuan Mountain, people who have not been there, can never feel it, that time in addition to us, there were some other masters, but we all died, only the second senior brother killed the demon, and walked out of it alive."

Wesley looked at him suspiciously.

"Then, after entering the demon, he should have the ability to slaughter the city, right?"

Yuchen nodded.

"It's coming, he hasn't been in the devil for many years, but this time, he may not be able to hold on."

Wei Sley watched as more and more people began to gather on the ruins of Han Zhou, and suddenly a sharp sword flew out.

"Let's go!"

Fishy Chen threw the wrong sword at Wesley.

"Remember how he told you?"

Wesley nodded, and just wanted to run, but suddenly turned around and asked, "What about you?" Aren't you leaving? ”

"I've already died once, Yang Cuo can't kill me twice, you get out of here."

The sword of Yang Tso ran with Wesley for a long time, and it was not until Wesley was exhausted that the sword stopped.

"Oh my God, where is this?"

Wesley looked up with a puzzled face, the stream flowed out of the quiet valley, the bamboo forest was dense, Wesley sat down on the ground tiredly, Yang Tso's sword stopped aside, the breeze blew, Wesley only heard a sound of the piano in a daze, which was breathtaking, making people enjoy and be afraid at the same time.

Wei Sley held Yang Cao's sword and walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest little by little, the curiosity in his heart outweighed the fear in his heart.

"Can you hear me?"

Wei Sley suddenly looked up, and a young man in green clothes slowly fell from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the piano in his hand actually disappeared out of thin air.