Cloud.

Convergence.

Covers the double moon.

Sky.

A light rain was pouring down.

Wangshan Pavilion.

As far as the eye could see, there were corpses.

Blood mixed with rain.

Murmuring down the mountain.

Wu Zhengyu held the long sword in his hand and stood still.

Let the rain wet his face.

His temperament at this time changed greatly.

Before him, he was decadent, hopeless, and lonely.

Now he is silent, firm, and detached.

It's like the most beautiful flower blooming from the deepest despair.

What should have been quickly corrupted and withered eventually bore unexpected fruit.

He glanced at the long sword in his hand with gentle eyes.

Two words are engraved on the scabbard - "peace".

This is perhaps Qin Huaiyue's greatest blessing to him.

Gaze back.

Wu Zhengyu said softly, "Aren't you coming out?" ”

In silence, a man with an umbrella walked out of the shadows.

Wu Zhengyu was shocked in his heart.

This shadow is cast by Wangshan Pavilion.

The shadows are not particularly dim, but you can still see things clearly when you look closely.

But in the shadows so close, there was a person hiding, neither he nor those killers found it.

It's as if the person has fallen into the shadows and disappeared.

Looking at the person in front of him, Wu Zhengyu's expression was slightly complicated, "When did you come?" ”

Li Boyang pointed to the umbrella in his hand and did not speak.

But the meaning is very clear.

It's nothing more than this: I knew it was going to rain tonight, so I brought an umbrella in advance.

As you can imagine, he arrived a long time ago.

Wu Zhengyu smiled, glanced at the corpse of the middle-aged man who fell to the ground, hesitated for a moment, and said, "You did it?" ”

Li Boyang nodded, "It's very easy to use, but it's a pity that it's not universal." ”

"Innate can be used?" Wu Zhengyu asked curiously.

"Reluctantly, I handed it over to Master Xu some time ago, but he gave up." Li Boyang told the truth.

"That's it." Wu Zhengyu immediately gave up.

Although he managed to break through today, he walked the Blood Qi Innate.

It's a little weak in spirit.

Xu Dongyang couldn't handle it, he didn't think he could do it.

"By the way, I have to congratulate the head of the family for successfully stepping into the congenital." Li Boyang held an umbrella and said seriously.

Wu Zhengyu glanced at him, "You congratulate me on entering the innate world, you might as well congratulate me on mastering the sword intent, although ...... It's just a prototype. ”

Li Boyang shook his head, "Actually, I don't think these are worth congratulating." ”

"What is really worth congratulating is that the sword intent of the head of the sect has changed from the original lonely and affectionate sword momentum to the extreme sword sword momentum."

Wu Zhengyu was stunned, and then laughed out loud, "Forget it, you kid will still say." ”

The lonely sword is lofty, but if you add the word "sentiment", it will obviously be greatly shackled.

From loneliness and emotion to extreme sword posture, the change of sword posture and sword intent represents the change of the warrior's mind.

is announcing that he, Wu Zhengyu, has officially stepped out of the barriers of the past.

If you are reborn once, you will even have the opportunity to get a glimpse of the innate in the future.

Compared to this, breaking through to the innate is really nothing.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Wu Zhengyu was drenched in the rain before, which had a sense of washing the past.

But now, he's getting a little impatient.

The innate true qi surrounded the body, and only heard a faint "pop".

Wu Zhengyu's body instantly became dry, and an invisible cyclone enveloped his body, and not a single drop of raindrops from the outside world could fall in.

Li Boyang looked a little envious, "You can't get wet with the rain, it's really convenient to be born with true qi." ”

Wu Zhengyu was speechless for a while.

Everyone else thinks that it is a very remarkable thing.

But just like that, when things came to Li Boyang's mouth, it became really convenient.

"I feel...... You don't seem to be far from the innate, why haven't you broken through the realm? ”

"Oh, there's a new one I want to try."

"Is it safe?"

"Safety."

"That's good."

Li Boyang and Wu Zhengyu chatted without a word, and walked towards Wuding City.

In the heavy rain, the figures of the two gradually blurred.

It's getting out of sight.

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Day 2.

Wu Zhengyu, the head of Wuyue Sect, beheaded twenty-three second-rate masters with a sword, began to spread in the rivers and lakes.

The killer of the purple night blue sky with a strange secret technique also died in it.

Later, someone broke the news that the killer was the corpse killer in the infamous [Corpse Love Flower Clothes].

is only second-rate, but has a first-class assassination record.

Originally, if this assassination was successful, the corpse killer would be able to worship in the inner mansion of the purple night blue sky zhai, and his name would also be on the blue sky killer list.

It's a pity that there is no if the result is not if, dead is dead.

This is not a big matter, but it can be regarded as a gossip that can be ridiculed.

Many unlucky people who have encountered corpse killers cheered.

As a result, the latter news came out.

Everyone kept their mouths shut.

After this battle, Wu Zhengyu, the head of Wuyue Sect, successfully stepped into the innate world.

There is nothing wrong with general gossip and ridicule.

But if the object of this gossip is an innate master.

The speaker has to weigh in his heart, and if he makes the master unhappy, won't he see red?

Not to mention that Wu Zhengyu has just stood now, and he is also young in the innate.

Typical has a bright future, and there is a chance to go further.

To offend this kind of pride of heaven is purely to be fed up.

As a result, the rivers and lakes have not been quiet for a day or two, and the list of Tianjilou Grandmasters has changed.

ranked eighty or forty, it was clearly written-

【Wuzheng Yu Wuyue Sect Leader Wuding City Ren Clan is now Chinese New Year's Eve】

[Realm: Early Stage]

[Features: Sword momentum turns sword intent, and it has the rudimentary form of sword intent]

[Comments: As soon as you fall in love, you can't help yourself, looking back at the world, that person is still there - with love into the sword, the sword is extreme. 】

For a while, the rivers and lakes were in an uproar.

The congenital Xu Dongyang before the Wuyue Sect was not ranked on the Grandmaster List.

This Wu Zhengyu is good, he just entered the congenital and entered the list.

It simply doesn't make sense.

No matter how noisy it is.

Wu Zhengyu had already returned to the sect.

He is already innate, and if he stays in Wuyue Sect, he can sit in Wuyue Sect and Wuding City, and he doesn't need to stay in Wuding City anymore.

Li Boyang can finally leave Wuding City and go to Jinliu City, Jinliu Province.

Others couldn't see what state Li Boyang was in, but Wu Zhengyu, who had entered the congenital state, felt something, and didn't have the slightest objection to Li Boyang's desire to go to Jinliu City to find Xu Dongyang, so he agreed directly.

can make Feibu River half angry.

But in the end, Wu Zhengyu's words still persuaded Fei Buhe.

It is impossible for an eagle to soar above the nine heavens in a birdcage.

It's time for Li Boyang to go out and have a look.

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The carriage drove out of the mountain stream.

It's not fast, it's not slow.

The bells hanging from the corners of the carriage tinkled as the carriage advanced.

After a while, the carriage turned a corner and went onto the official road.

But at the same time as Shangguan Dao, he slowly stopped.

The whole car was lying across the road, and there was a great momentum to block the road.

The coachman put away the reins.

Bending down slightly, he said to the inside of the car, "Miss, are you sure you want to park the car here?" ”

There was no sound inside, but the coachman nodded, "Got it, Miss." ”

With that, he jumped out of the carriage.

From under his seat, he pulled out a large knife.

With a broadsword in hand, the coachman walked to the horse.

Expressionlessly, he swung his knife out.

The sword flashed.

Two horses pulling the cart fell with a bang.

The head of the horse is split in two with the body of the horse.

The horse's blood was spilled all over the ground.

The coachman crouched on the ground, reached out and dipped the horse's blood, then put it in his mouth and tasted it, with a strange smile.

Then he thrust the ring-headed broadsword into a pool of blood, centered on the horse's corpse, and dragged the knife around.

One, two, three.

The groom stopped, raised his long knife, and slashed it towards his wrist.

This knife is ruthless and ferocious, and there is no mercy at all.

Blood poured out of the severed artery, and the groom's face turned pale, but his smile grew more and more eerie.

With blood in his hand, the groom walked against the circular blood track dragged out by the big knife before and walked towards the horse's corpse.

When he walked up to the horse's corpse, he raised his arm and poured his blood on the horse's corpse.

At the moment when the groom's blood touched the horse's corpse.

A strange smell emanates from it.

It's a bit like the smell of some kind of food after it has rotted, and it's a bit like the smell of mutton, which doesn't stink, but it's disgusting.

The blood on his body was almost gone.

The groom's face was pale, and he glanced at the carriage with empty eyes.

Then without hesitation, he raised the big knife and stabbed it at his heart.

Broadknives are not suitable for piercing in the first place.

The groom didn't put it in at all, but it made the flesh blurry and the skin open.

His expression remained unchanged, he raised the blade of his sword, and then slammed it again.

With a muffled pop, the knife finally pierced through the chest.

Streams of black, viscous liquid, like asphalt, but emitting an incredible stench, seeped out of the penetrated heart, and quickly sank into the horse's corpse like a living thing, and in the blink of an eye, the horse's corpse disappeared, leaving only a gelatinous black sticky.

At this point, the groom shook a little, and the whole person sank headlong into the goo.

In the blink of an eye, he was swallowed by this black, viscous liquid.

The circular blood track that surrounded the black liquid and was dragged out by the big knife seemed to be bright for a moment.

Like a lit fuse, the blood in the blood track quickly disappears at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When all the blood is gone.

The black goo in the middle turned into a huge black chrysalis.

Soon.

The epidermis of the black pupae is broken.

Out of it came a person.

It was the groom who had pierced his heart with a knife just now.

He didn't even have his clothes there.

There is no scar on the heart.

To say that something is missing.

There was only that ring-headed broadsword.

The coachman looked at his hand with satisfaction and waved it down.

A ray of sword light, silently spreading, submerged into the ground.

It left a crack in the ground, and I don't know how deep it was.

"It's a pity, the only transcendent power that can be used in this world is the flesh and blood black pulp."

"There are so many treasure weapons, they can't establish a ritual to swallow them, they can only watch."

"I'm really unwilling."

The coachman sighed as he looked at the cracks in the ground.

At this time, on the other side of the pipe, a figure appeared.

The coachman looked at the figure and smiled, "It's finally here." ”

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