Outside the Bitter Sea Tower, everything was so calm. From the Chaoshi area to the valley, and then to the Falling Thunder Cliff, the three places seem to be isolated from the world, the wind blows a flower and a thing, and even the darkness that lurks is invisibly reduced, overlapping every day and every day, this strange overlap is even a little terrifying......

Chaoshi District.

On that tall tree, the sprouts were slowly growing. It is a symbolic tree, more like the seat of sustenance for the people here. In the bustling streets, there is never a shortage of crowds of people quarrelling.

In the village chief's house, the simple furniture is still so clear at a glance.

The village chief sat at the head of the bed, his hands clenched on his crutches, his face drenched in sweat.

Sure enough, it doesn't work?

"Alas!"

The village chief shook his head helplessly, and after sighing, he stood up with trembling feet, and looked at the familiar world outside the window, and the memories of his childhood suddenly appeared in his mind.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, a middle-aged man looked at the streets and trees as far as he could see, and said to the cute child next to him: "Xiaogu, you have to protect the world that belongs to us!"

"Dad, with you, why do you want me to protect you?" asked the child with innocent eyes.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then said slowly: "Because people will die after all, and I can't escape this law Dad!"

"Wow......"

The child cried, and in a voice of despair, he cried out, "For ...... Why is this the case, I don't want my dad to die......"

Just like that, the cry and this scenery became a memory, deeply engraved, and turned into an unforgettable memory in his mind.

The village chief stretched out his pale withered hand and muttered: "Whenever night falls, your figure will eventually appear in my dreams, but after waking up, the loneliness is still there, and the sadness still exists, which may be the cruelty of reality!"

For my last sustenance, you also want to take it, old man, I don't agree, and I don't agree with death!"

The village chief looked at the room and walked out step by step. His back looked so gloomy.

......

Bitter Sea Tower, first floor.

There are two groups of people facing each other, one side is Yundong and a few of them.

Yundong held the hilt of the sword, lowered the blade of the sword, and said coldly to the group of people in front of him: "Bastard, quickly release the phantom blade double line for me!"

"You said let it go, when this is the same as playing at home? Xuannan people, are they all so naïve?"

The topic was picked up by a young man in a robe, who seemed to be a leader-like big man.

"I don't know how this dynasty came to be, hahaha......"

"Don't tell anyone else, I told you, I heard that they reported to the thighs of the big faction!"

"Yo yo yo, no wonder!"

Several of his men burst into laughter.

Yundong looked angry: "You guys are saying it again!"

"Say it again, huh?"

"The people of the Xuannan Dynasty are a bunch of scum......"

The other side is naturally not afraid of threats and responds quickly.

"Brush ......"

Yundong struck at them quickly, and the blade of the sword flashed with an abnormal light.

So fast!!

Looking at Yundong's coming, one of the thick men named Regret Chess couldn't help but think in his heart.

But even with such thoughts, Regret still picked up his favorite sword and rushed forward to fight it.

In the Soul Sect, this kind of place only has rules and no feelings. Everyone is training hard, because as long as you don't have the strength, death will come to you in the next death battle.

So naturally, regret chess as a successful and surviving person. His strength is absolutely unquestionable. Otherwise, how could he live, and why could he come out and carry out this task?

Yundong lifted the sword, stabbed it out with a sharp and beautiful speed, and said: "Second skill, lore!"

Yundong's first technique is mainly to use sword qi to make moves, which is a very terrifying move. Compared with the first skill, the second skill is to use absolute speed and strength beyond the limits of the body to fight the enemy.

Regret yelled: "Look at the knife!" and slashed it with both hands. His philosophy of tricks is mainly based on force, and his techniques are very rarely used.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

As the sword and sword came together, a strong current of air appeared around them. Then they separated, and they fought for a long time.

Kang Le stood next to Chi Weichen and said speechlessly: "Neither of them needs to go all out, it's a waste of time to fight like this, right?"

"No, I think even if that's the case, it can only be Yundong who wins that!" Zi Qihai said.

Huang Zijin said very panickedly: "But our goal now is not to watch them play, it seems to be to save them from the Phantom Blade." ”

After all, they also came together, and if something bad happens, it will be difficult to go back.

Zi Tiannian said: "That's right! ”

The gathering of a group of them was due to the fiasco of the Phantom Blade Twin Lines. Of course, the most important thing is because of the Soul Sect. If you stand on the position of the dynasty, the Soul Sect is definitely the enemy of life and death. Let's not talk about anything else, just talk about the recent slaughter of the city!

Enough has become a source of hatred, right?

“......”

Yundong licked his lips and said, "Come again, come again!!"

"Your sword, and my sword, just say this, I will not be defeated!" said loudly, with a blazing sweat all over his body.

"Really?"

"That's right!"

The young man in the robe, his eyebrows tightly locked, followed a shorter boy with dissatisfaction, and said, "Regret this waste, isn't it a waste of time?"

"It's okay young master! At the entrance to the second floor, I would have already told the old man to look for it."

The young man in the robe changed his expression and said with a smile: "You are still a little measured, this thing is good!"

"Yin Shao, his subordinates don't dare to be!" said the young man with both hands.

"Well, in that case. I'm going to go on! I'm really helpless on this first layer! There's no treasure at all. ”

The Yundong sword blade was as if it was smeared with a ray of moonlight, unusually white. The whole sword gives people the feeling that there is a particularly deep feeling of pressure.

Yundong waved his sword at the regret chess and said: "One sword sinks, two swords rise, and three swords appear!"

This is definitely not nonsense, because his sword style is a sword Shen Feng, and then quickly returns to the position where he originally held the long sword from the bottom up.

The repentant chess kept retreating, and the sleeves were cut dozens of the same size, and on the top of the arms, there were more and more scars, and blood continued to flow out.

Is it a sink, a moment, a flash? This is really powerful, at least I can't do it, because this is a self-created move.

Strong, strong...... But I'm not afraid!

The thought of repentance recollection.