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Mocheng, a city from ancient times, has been called Mocheng since then because it is pitch black like ink, but Mocheng is cast from meteorites, and its solidity is known to all people, but a terrible sword mark can still be seen on the wall of Mocheng, and it is still left by the Sword Emperor three thousand years ago. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the vicissitudes of eternity, the sword marks still remain, accompanied by the wisps of sword intent circulating, even after three thousand years, it has not dissipated, so the sword intent seems to have survived forever, until the present dynasty.

However, today outside the ink city, dyed with blood, Zi Han stood with a sword and stared in all directions, looking at the way he came, but his gray eyes were accompanied by sadness, and his expression was full of sorrow......

The blood finally solidified at that moment, but Zi Han was still standing in place, but at this moment, there was snow falling on the gray sky, and snowflakes bloomed on the sky, and at that moment everything seemed to be still between heaven and earth.

The snow that kept drifting between heaven and earth covered everything, covering the body and drowning the blood, but even if the snow fell, it still did not cover the blood on Zi Han's body, he stood in place for a long time, Zhanzi stood not far away, Ye Yichen didn't know what to say, Ye Xiyu watched all this quietly......

The snow fell in the ink city, and the white snow fell in the ink-like city, the heaven and the earth became silent, the black city, the white snow, the two blended together at this time, and the interweaving of black and white seemed to turn into a quiet and beautiful picture.

At the moment when the snow fell, a chill swept the heavens and the earth, but at this time, even the chill brought by the heavy snow was still not as cold as the sword, after all, it was not as cold as Zi Han's expression, he seemed to stand ruthlessly at the moment, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, but it was such a sneer.

"Cousin......

At this time, Ye Xiyu finally spoke, and called softly, but Zi Han was still standing in place, as if he hadn't heard it, the sword qi in the sky outside his body was moving in the sky, but at this moment, it seemed so fierce, and the monstrous killing intent danced the heavens and the earth at this time.

"Heh, hehe"

Zi Han didn't respond to anyone, but sneered, at that moment he finally moved, and walked towards Mocheng in one step, stepping on the heavy snow, leaving his footprints in the snow, but everything was covered by the subsequent wind and snow......

"You died for me, and I will do what you say, and one day I will destroy the heavenly city, and destroy the kings, and sacrifice your blood for you."

"In this life, I owe you in the end, and you let me know that there is love in the world, and it is not so cold"

"That's how it is, whoever wants me to die has to die......"

“......”

Zi Han stepped step by step and finally stepped into the ink city, his appearance everyone trembled, those eyes looked at him at this time, looking at Zi Han full of blood, his eyes became inexplicable, or surprised, or surprised, or unwilling......

At this moment, on the square of Mocheng, Zi Han stepped on the square step by step, with the falling snow, the sword in his hand was always so cold, his eyes looked in all directions, standing in the center of the square, the moment his gray eyes flowed, he rose into the sky.

Wow!

With a streamer in the snow, Zi Han soared into the air and landed directly on the sky, everyone couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this, but the next moment the sword qi in the sky flowed, and Zi Han stepped on the huge spirit monument in one step.

Rumble!

A roaring sound suddenly resounded, and a huge force fell on the Spirit God Monument at this moment, and at this time, everyone's eyes couldn't help but tremble, looking at this scene incredibly, looking at Zi Han, everything was because Zi Han was standing on the Spirit God Tablet at this moment.

The Spirit God Monument was erected by the Heavenly City, representing the majesty of the Heavenly City, and no one had ever dared to provoke the Heavenly City, but today Zi Han stepped on the Spirit God Tablet and stepped on the majesty of the Heavenly City, which was undoubtedly provoking the Heavenly City.

"Thief, are you flouting the might of the Heavenly City?"

Swish!

With that voice sounding, countless sword qi danced in the void at this moment, and instantly slammed into the body of the person who spoke, and at that moment, that person turned into a blood mist, dyed red with snow, and everyone couldn't help but tremble in this scene.

When he opened his mouth, Zi Han saw that he was a person from Tiancheng, and since he was a person from Tiancheng, he could cut it with a sword, but what was even more terrifying was that it was a person who turned around as a spirit god, and he was at the same level as Zi Han, but he was killed with a blow in Zi Han's hand, without the slightest power to fight back......

"Amagi?"

At this moment, Zi Han laughed and a devouring power flowed at this moment, and in an instant, endless spiritual energy moved in all directions, pouring into Zi Han's body, turning into pure spiritual power and submerging into his body.

With the endless aura submerging into his body, and once again accompanied by the sword qi, the hideous wounds seemed to be gradually healing, but they seemed to be extremely slow, but his spiritual power was full again as if he could fight again.

Rumble!

Everything was at this moment, it became so incredible, the moment the sword qi turned, Zi Han rose vertically, but at that moment, the Spirit God Monument under his feet collapsed at this time, countless gravels moved in all directions, and at the moment when the smoke and dust were splashed, Zi Han's figure fell in the distance.

"This ......"

"He actually destroyed the Spirit God Monument......"

"Is he going to declare war on Amagi?"

“......”

With that words, a light fell from the sky and fell on the collapsed Spirit Monument, and in an instant, countless broken stones could not help but tremble at this time, and the Spirit God Tablet was reshaped again with a bright brilliance.

Looking at the Spirit God Monument standing again, the corners of Zi Han's mouth flashed a sneer, he knew that he could collapse the Spirit God Monument, but he couldn't destroy the Spirit God Monument after all, if the Heavenly City did not die, the Spirit God Monument would not fall, this was the will that belonged to the Heavenly City......

Bang!

A sound came to mind at this moment, the wind and snow above the sky were constantly drifting, but it was accompanied by a will to descend at this time, and that will moved with endless anger, as if it could collapse the heavens and the earth and destroy the entire battlefield......

"Are you swearing to be an enemy of my Heavenly City?"

At this moment, the old voice sounded again, as if it came from thousands of miles away, and everyone trembled under this voice, with awe and humility, but at this moment, Zi Han's gaze went straight through the flying snow in the sky and looked into the distance.

"Yes!"

A sentence resounded with this word, it was so affirmative, but when this word fell, everything became calm, everything seemed abrupt without the slightest sound, Zi Han turned around and ignored everything, looked into the distance, and looked at Ye Xiyu.

"Let's go, I've won that battle, it's time to fulfill my promise...... Poof!"

At that moment, when Zi Han said and turned around, with that sentence, his body finally couldn't help but tremble, and a mouthful of blood spit out, accompanied by a thick fishy smell echoing in his mouth, at this time, the blood poured red snow, but Zi Han's footsteps never stopped, stepping on the blood-stained white snow......

With the wind and snow, he was so lonely in the end, but today he is sad, he is alone after all, the blood moon is gone, from now on he is really only himself, and he is the only one left......

The world is silent, the white clothes in the snow are soaked in blood, and the white clothes are no longer dusty, accompanied by blood, accompanied by a lonely figure......

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