readx;? Three thousand miles, if it was a weekday, the purple cold would have already arrived, but this time he traveled all night but still did not set foot on it, until this time, he had only traveled more than a thousand miles, but in this more than a thousand miles, he came all the way with blood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Blood was sprinkled all over the earth, and when the Spirit God Battlefield ushered in the light, the earth appeared dark red, and Zi Han dragged his injured body step by step, at that moment there were countless hideous wounds on his body, and the white clothes that were originally dusty were stained with blood at this moment.

Airplanes!

The long sword was still buzzing, the gray eyes were still looking into the distance, he never had the slightest pause, the three thousand miles seemed so long, it was unspeakable, every step of the road under his feet was accompanied by blood, and the blood submerged the road when he came.

From the beginning of the Aoki Chamber of Commerce, followed by the Heavenly Dream Veteran, the Shenyan Dynasty, the Maha Dynasty, and the Blood Dynasty......

Zi Han fought all the way and killed all the way, among which there were even people who turned six and seven turns of the spirit god, but no one left Zi Han, his sword was always so sharp, no one could stop it, even if the superior people were unable to crush it.

"Kill!"

At this moment, a sound of fighting couldn't help but resound, in the distance in front of Zi Han's eyes, a pair of centaurs reappeared, the blades in their hands glowed with cold brilliance, at that moment Zi Han moved across the sky and roared, he had already killed the true anger, and a sword slash accompanied by the sword light in the sky disappeared into the crowd.

However, when this battle ended, Zi Han stepped on blood, stepping on the corpse, the blood on the long sword kept dripping, and it was long impossible to distinguish whose blood it was, but everything was like this, no one could change it, and Zi Han's footsteps were still walking.

He didn't know how many battles he had, maybe when he won the bet, he was destined to save the so-called sentient beings, but at the moment he was burdened by sentient beings, all of them came to kill him, and some people secretly helped him with gratitude, but they couldn't change all this.

At that moment, the people of the Falling Moon Dynasty came out to fight side by side with Zi Han, and in the end Zi Han won, but a lot of blood was shed, and there were only two people left in the Falling Moon Dynasty.

Zi Han couldn't bear it, he didn't want to implicate anyone, he went on the road alone and continued to walk towards Mocheng, and fought all the way, at that moment it was only a few hundred miles away from Mocheng, Zi Han was ambushed again, and at this moment the Qingyun Dynasty appeared to help Zi Han, and everyone except Zi Han was drowned in this battle.

Zi Han was sad, looking up to the sky and howling, because of the people who helped him to come to the Qingyun Dynasty all fell, his indifferent expression of the long roar again could not be indifferent, and he moved with sadness and blood, the chill in his heart was still there, but at that moment he felt warm, but he also felt pain.

He saved everyone, there were countless people who wanted him to die, but there were also people who were grateful, but because of him, they were buried in this battlefield, and he was sad and indignant that he didn't want to drag anyone down because of him, and the roar of the sky spread far and wide.

He would rather live alone than die because of him, his loneliness has long been cast, a person and a sword with loneliness and pride have come to this point, but there are many dynasties today to save him.

At dawn, he still remembered that a young girl was lying in his arms, and blood stained her little face, but she was still smiling, looking at Zi Han and whispering, "Brother Jianjun, I am very happy to be able to fight with you......"

"Sword King, I live because of you, you can't die, heaven and earth need you, you can't die......"

"We are willing to fight with our lives, kill the bloody road to send the Sword Monarch a ride, I hope the Sword Monarch can treat this world well, and treat our imperial dynasty well......"

"Sword Monarch is unparalleled, when the catastrophe of heaven and earth comes, I hope you can live and not let the common people be annihilated......"

"I want to die, I only hope that the Sword King can live, a hero like you doesn't deserve to die......"

A great righteousness was revealed at that moment, he wrote down the dynasties that had protected him, and at that moment he couldn't help but cry with sadness when he looked at the people who died because of him, but everything started because of him, at a certain moment he was not resentful of sentient beings, maybe someone wanted him to die, but there were many people who didn't want him to die......

They didn't deserve to die, but because of him, Zi Han felt indebted at that moment......

At this moment, Zi Han was only a hundred miles away from Mocheng, and at this moment he was standing in the crowd, standing with his sword in his hand, but there was blood constantly sliding on the blade of the sword, and every time a drop of blood fell, his face was even whiter.

The people of Mocheng, Ye Xiyu is still standing on the city wall, she is waiting for Zi Han, but everything has already spread all over the battlefield, Ye Yichen has already left to look for Zi Han, Zhan Zi led countless people to sweep all the way I don't know how many people have been killed to find Zi Han.

"Ahh

A roar suddenly sounded, Zi Han's gray eyes were accompanied by a monstrous death intent, his body was covered with scars, but he was not afraid, with grief and indignation, he was with endless anger, a long sword was revealed again, the sword was like frost, and a sword and slashed endless frost followed.

The frost in the sky danced the world and moved, the frost was condensed, accompanied by the wind and frost, the roar of Zi Han resounded for hundreds of miles at this moment, everyone looked sideways, so angry resounded through the heaven and earth, dozens of miles away, Zhan Zi finally felt the roar of Zi Han, and couldn't help but be moved at that moment......

At that moment, he turned into a golden ray and flowed instantly, and Ye Yichen's voice also moved, and the figures of the two moved towards Zi Han's place at that moment, but at that moment, the sword in Zi Han's hand condensed into thousands of frosts, and the blood soaked in frost with a strange beauty, like blood condensed into frost......

When the battle son arrived, his pupils couldn't help but beat, Zi Han stood in place, he was not dead, but the frost condensing sword in his hand had blood condensed into blood-colored ice beads and fell to the ground, like gold beads falling into jade with crispness.

Zi Han won, but the blood on his body didn't seem to be able to dry up, the blood kept dripping down the placket of his clothes, and the criss-crossing wounds on his body were so hideous and deep that the bones could be seen, until the long sword in his hand was still tightly gripped, and the sword qi outside his body continued to circulate......

"Purple Cold ......"

Zhanzi's voice couldn't help but tremble at that moment, the corpses everywhere, the dark red earth, and the sword qi in the sky, all blended here, Zi Han's gray eyes seemed to be accompanied by a kind of ferocity, making people dare not approach Zi Han.

One person, one sword, killed three thousand miles, on this day, the name of the Sword Monarch resounded through the heavens and the earth again, and countless masters Tianjiao intercepted and killed Zi Han today, but he was killed by Zi Han for three thousand miles, and the blood covered up three thousand miles......

"Ahh

At this moment, Zi Han roared, a roaring sound pierced the heavens and the earth, at this moment, the corpse under his feet was not only here to kill him, but also to save him, the three thousand miles of fighting Zi Han was finally clear, all of this was the figure of Tiancheng......

"One day, I will overthrow the Imperial Dynasty and slaughter the Heavenly City, and all blood will be tasted for those who died in vain!"

Zi Han's roar continued to resound, and at that moment, accompanied by Zi Han's roar, Zhan Zi looked at all this movingly, looking into the distance, but at a certain moment, an old voice sounded, just like this, accompanied by a light laugh, so contemptuous......

"Huh"

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