In the distance is a dark canopy, deep and dark.

On the cold city wall, two rows of elite soldiers wearing black iron armor and holding halberds stood in formation. In front of them was a white-haired old man, with a solemn expression at the moment.

In this quiet night sky, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps.

"Just got the news!" An armored iron guard came to the city of urns and knelt on one knee, "General, he has passed away." ”

As soon as his words fell, the dark sword qi suddenly burst out, and a bloody light flashed, and the soldier was killed on the spot without even saying a word.

The white-haired old man suddenly looked back, and a cold swordsman had come to the city at some point.

"Black and white Xuanjian, you really came." The corners of the white-haired old man's mouth moved slightly, and a smile was pulled.

"The people on the list are all dead, and from this moment on, I owe you a write-off." The black and white Xuanjian voice was indifferent, and he walked towards the outside of the city.

"I knew the net wouldn't let me go." The old man in white sighed lightly and looked at the swordsman.

Hei Bai Xuanjian heard the meaning of his words, stopped, and said coldly: "Your purpose is to make everyone think that Luo Wang is the real culprit behind the scenes. ”

"You don't want to sow discord, you can't get out of here today."

He ignored the man's words and looked to the other side.

I saw someone appear with a group of secret armorers.

"Wei Sikong's plan must have already calculated the assassins in the net."

Yan Boyu said to the white-haired old man, this white-haired old man is Sikong Wei Yong.

"Your Excellency, it's time to arrest the Assassin."

"Since Wei Sikong has already made preparations, it's not good for me to act as a substitute." Yan Boyu looked at Wei Yong with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes.

Wei Yong's expression did not change in the slightest.

Suddenly, the city gate suddenly opened, and a burly man strode out of it. He was unusually tall, and he stood there as majestic as a mountain.

The person in the armor gate, the black and white Xuanjian saw the person clearly, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

When the giant man saw the black and white Xuanjian, his tiger eyes widened, he shouted violently, and the two big axes in his hands roared out.

The man's sword strength matched his master's wounds.

The mountain-like body, the giant axe, like the top of Mount Tai, with a terrifying oppressive force, slashed towards the black and white Xuanjian.

The black and white Xuanjian had a cold look in his eyes, his toes touched the ground, and the whole person jumped in the air, avoiding the attack of the giant axe.

The giant man roared angrily, waved his arm again, and the two big axes seemed to be alive, with a thunderous sound of breaking through the air, and slashed at the black and white Xuanjian again.

This axe is as fast as lightning, and its strength is even stronger than just one point.

The black and white Xuanjian looked flat, and his sword became cold at this moment, with a treacherous aura, directly facing the blade of the giant axe.

The sword in his hand seemed to be slow and fast, and it dodged the edge of the axe lightly.

Then, a dark red sword light pierced the void and stabbed straight at it

Giants.

The giant man's pupils shrank sharply, he couldn't have predicted that the black and white Xuanjian sword would be so weird, and it would be able to bypass his attack and attack directly.

In a hurry, the giant man could only take the sword hard, and the sharp blade of the sword passed against his chest, leaving a slender white mark.

The giant man snorted, and stomped on the ground with both feet, and the giant axe swept out, forcing the black and white Xuanjian back.

The sword just now didn't seem to cause any damage to him, but the fierce sword qi had already penetrated through his body protection qi and pierced into his flesh.

Seeing this, Wei Yong, who was on the city tower, couldn't help frowning. He waved his hand, only to see the armored iron warrior escorting a woman in a beautiful dress forward.

When the black and white Xuanjian saw the woman, his expression froze.

"If you don't put down the sword in your hand, it's possible that you want to commit murder in front of Xian Xian." Wei Yong looked at the black and white Xuanjian downstairs with a threatening look in his eyes.

The greed of the man who wields the sword for anything other than the sword itself becomes his weakness.

The chill in the black and white Xuanjian's eyes became more and more intense, he turned his wrist lightly, and the long sword slashed through the air, heading towards Wei Yong on the city tower, and submerged into the battlement in front of him.

It was a black sword, and it looked extremely ordinary, with nothing special about it. But the murderous aura emanating from the sword's body was chilling.

"Xian Xian, this person is a killer in the net, don't be deceived by him." Wei Yong said to the woman.

He took the sword handed by the armorer, a white sword with a few thin teeth on its body, almost the same as the previous black sword except for the color.

"Father......" The woman heard his words, and a trace of pain appeared on her face. Her gaze fell on the black and white Xuanjian under the city tower, and a melancholy color appeared in her eyes.

"Dianqing, arrest the assassin in the net, and if he resists, he will be executed on the spot." Wei Yong ordered at the burly man.

Dian Qing answered, and the mighty figure jumped up and came to the black and white Xuanjian.

The black and white Xuanjian seemed to have lost his fighting spirit, and just stood in place.

Dianqing's giant axe was raised high, and it slashed down with earth-shattering momentum. The black and white Xuanjian slowly raised his head, with a hint of pathos in his eyes.

"Your sword!" At this critical moment, the white sword was thrown from the city tower, and it turned out that the woman snatched the sword from Wei Yong's hand.

If Yan Boyu wanted to stop it, he could naturally do it, but he didn't make a move.

Seeing this, the black and white Xuanjian swept away the previous sorrow and was replaced by a firmness.

His figure was wrong, avoiding the giant axe that had been chopped, the tip of his sword pointed on the ground, and his body jumped up with a sword.

A frightening rainbow flashed, and Dianqing's huge body flew out upside down and smashed against the wall, shaking the wall bricks in all directions.

A sword defeated Dianqing, and the hearts of the armor soldiers on the city tower were shocked, that black and white Xuanjian was actually so strong.

Seeing that everyone was stunned, the woman in the beautiful dress took advantage of the situation to step forward, she climbed up to the top of the city, glanced at her father, and with sadness in her eyes, she resolutely jumped down from the city.

The shadow was stretched long in the moonlight, and the figure seemed so lonely.

She was caught and saw the familiar face, and he looked at her with tenderness in his eyes.

But this warmth did not last long, for the burly body came again, and he did not seem to be hurt.

The woman in the beautiful dress stopped in front of the black and white Xuanjian, her weak body blocked the mountain-like body, and there was a delicate woman between them.

"Father, please let him go." The woman in the show looked at Wei Yong on the city tower, her eyes full of pleading.

"The real culprit who killed General Zuo was not him." She then looked at the burly giant man in front of her.

"The real murderer...... Who is the real culprit! Dianqing looked at the woman and asked loudly, his eyes full of resentment.

"The real culprit is ...... I can't say. The woman in the dress whispered, the sadness in her eyes unobstructed.

"Unfortunately for my family, my daughter is in collusion with a killer in the net." On the city tower, Wei Yong's expression was cold, with a cold killing intent in his eyes, he flicked his sleeve robe and said to the group of soldiers on standby: "Release the arrows and shoot them." ”

"Wei Sikong is righteous and killed his relatives." Lu Boyu looked at the man and woman under the city, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Rockets shot out from the towers, and a rain of fire poured down.

The sword in the cloth swordsman's hand moved slightly, and he saw a white light slashing across the sky, slashing out all the fire rain that came from it.

The woman was protected by him.

He looked at the city tower, where Wei Wushu and the black-clothed secret guards had blocked the entire urn city.

"There is a bracket in front of that gate, which can open the gate of the urn city."

The rain of fire struck again, and he slashed out with a sword, blocking all the rockets. At the same time, he hugged the person in his arms, jumped into front of the gate.

The bracket is there, but it's locked.

He pierced the pure white sword in his hand into it, but the bracket did not move at all, and it was difficult to shake it in the slightest.

He used his internal strength, poured his pure energy into the sword, and exerted his strength violently.

I can only hear "click!" With a bang, the heavy machine was turned to the other side by his strength, and with a bang, the gate slowly rose.

"Don't want to go!" With a loud shout, the pressure of the mountain pressed towards the cloth-clothed swordsman.

Dianqing had received a heavy sword from him before, but now he was almost fine.

The great axe in his hand slashed down and came straight at the man.

The cloth-clad swordsman could no longer be distracted from anything else.

A warm drop of blood fell on her cheek, and he looked down, the bright red color of his pupils.

She used her body to block the blow for him.

"Stay alive ......"

………

At night, the snowflakes flutter, and in early spring, it is rare to see such a large amount of snow.

He stepped through the snow, step by step, his steps were heavy, just like his mood.

He carried a woman in his arms, dressed in white, whose head rested on his shoulder, and seemed to be asleep.

A drop of blood fell on the snow and turned into a blood flower.

Her lips were pale, and there was not the slightest warmth in her body.

He stopped and looked at her.

Her face was still beautiful, but she had lost her life.

He lost their child, and now he has lost her, the woman he loves.

It's all because of the man.

He walked aimlessly, he didn't know how far he had come, and he didn't know where he had gone.

Suddenly, his feet were empty, he hugged her, and fell, and the icy water of the lake instantly drowned him and her.

It turned out to be a frozen lake.

He didn't struggle, just let the lake swallow him.

A piercing chill spread throughout his body, and he closed his eyes and waited for death to come......

"In order to kill that person, I borrowed you and my Gu'er. I hope this man deserves it, as you say. A voice like a silver bell rang out.

Dressed in white and barefoot, the petite figure is like a lonely snow lotus on the frozen lake.

A silvery glow shone from her body, enveloping him and her, and the cold water of the lake could not erode even an inch around them.

"As a murder weapon, he is enough." The man in black said indifferently.

His whole body was hidden in a black robe, making it impossible to spy on him. His breath was very light, and if you didn't feel it carefully, you wouldn't be able to detect his existence at all, like a wisp of ghost.