Jiang Wang couldn't tell why he suddenly made a decision, let go of the happiness of getting together with Jiang An'an in Cloud City, let go of the lively beauty, and went to thousands of miles alone......

Come to this Sinan Fortress.

In the Maple Forest Dead Domain, in Jiujiang City, he kept telling himself that revenge requires long-term and painful forbearance.

Dong A, Du Ruhui, and Zhuang Gaoxian, they are at the highest level of Zhuang State, they hold huge power, and their own cultivation is strong, and it is not an overnight thing to deal with them.

There are countless reasons to stop him from coming here now.

But there was only one reason why he had to come-

Because of hate.

Because of the unforgettable hatred.

Hatred gnawed at his heart every moment, and he couldn't forgive, couldn't let go, couldn't let go.

Zhuang Gaoxian poured the country into battle, shocked the western border, and attracted the attention of countless people.

He only saw that Dong A was sitting alone in the rear.

Zhuang Gaoxian is a real person in the world, Du Ruhui has the magic power of the end of the world, when will they have no time to take care of the dignified Vice Minister Zhuang Guo?

Only in a war about the fortunes of the country.

Such an opportunity is once in a lifetime.

Jiang Wang chose to follow his heart.

He didn't greet anyone, didn't tell An An, and didn't tell Ye Qingyu. It's not just because he promised Ye Lingxiao that he wouldn't involve Lingxiao Pavilion.

In the matter of revenge, he was already alone.

He bears all the hardships and pains alone.

With the help of hidden clothes, he came and went freely in the Mandarin Pavilion. Enough hatred makes him have enough patience, he waits patiently for the opportunity, waiting for the moment when Dong Ah is alone.

It was the first time he observed Dong A from such an angle, and observed the only teacher he had identified with for so long.

He waited for Dong A to deal with official business, waited for Dong A to teach Li Jianqiu, and waited for Dong A to leave Wenhua Pavilion......

Yin Guan's concealment of clothes by means should not be seen through. But in the process of moving, he inevitably showed flaws. Dong Ah probably found him at that time.

Never mind.

When facing each other alone, Jiang Wang didn't intend to hide.

He also didn't want to, when he killed Dong A, Dong A didn't know why he died and who killed him.

Now, on this Chinese New Year's Eve, on the long street in this dark night.

After a year, he finally saw Dong A again.

The city at his feet was the place he once longed for. In the countless nights in the city and Taoist courtyard, of course, he also imagined that one day he would be successful in cultivation, and he would be in the court inside, sorting out state affairs, and shepherding one side outside, benefiting the people.

Of course, he had imagined how majestic and majestic he was wearing the official uniform of Zhuang Guo......

Those who are young and frivolous and high-spirited......

Those imaginations are shattered.

Shattered in that scattered nightmare.

It's the innocence that wakes up in the middle of the night countless times and can never go back!

It was his first time in Sinan, and it was unlike anything he had ever imagined.

But that's the reality, that's the cruel part of life.

Jiang Wang has already learned to face it.

So he held his sword, his hand was steady, his expression was calm, and he stared at Dong Ah quietly.

Dong Ah still looks like he is not smiling, calm and serious, as if nothing can move him, and there is no factor that can make him change his attitude.

"yes. It's been a long time. Dong Ah said.

The clouds were getting heavier and heavier, the moon had already run away, and there was no starlight in the dark night.

It's going to rain. Jiang Wang thought.

There is no need for other words. Jiang Wang knew why he came, and Dong Ah knew why he came.

So move forward.

The two of them said hello at both ends of the long street. Then step forward at the same time.

The air was smashed.

They started running.

The body is too fast to bring out the debut remnant.

Stepping on the floor tiles, stepping on tiny pits.

Bang!

The sound was so dense that it seemed like there was only one sound.

The power of rebound and the power of forward are constantly superimposed, and before a breath of time has passed, the two have already collided together!

Fist to fist, eye to eye.

In Dong A's eyes, Jiang Wang didn't see any emotion, only seriousness.

And in Jiang Wang's eyes, Dong A only saw bloody hatred.

The two settled in the center of the long street, and from behind them, the floor tiles cracked one by one, and long cracks spread on both sides. Only where they stood, intact.

The Samadhi True Fire jumped out and jumped onto Dong A's fist.

Dong A waved his hand casually, and the flames were not extinguished, but had already burned half of his fist!

The left hand is cut down with a vertical palm, and the right arm is directly cut off.

The true fire of samadhi on this arm is still persistently spreading on the ground.

And Dong A's severed arm quickly sprouted flesh buds, swelled, grown, and recovered as before.

As soon as the confrontation began, both sides had already used their supernatural powers!

Brush!

A stunning sword light shone out.

There was no moon tonight, but it became the bright moon.

It's not a moon in the sky, but it's a moon on earth.

The sword light is sprinkled into moonlight, extremely soft but inescapable!

Before this, Jiang Wang had never had this sword, but when he saw Dong A, this sword naturally appeared in his heart.

The name of this sword is Acacia.

No one knows the moon, no one is lovesick.

But Jiang Wang's sword is not a lover's lovesickness, but a hatred that lasts forever. Eternal as the moon, until death rests!

For countless nights, he looked up at the bright moon, but what he saw was Dong A's throat.

Hatred grew for countless nights, and he didn't get a moment of peace.

Ling He, Zhao Rucheng, Zhao Lang, Wei Yan, Huang Azhan, Tang Dun, Xiao Tiemian...... Those people in the Maple Grove City Domain didn't have to die!

For him once trusted. Dong A, who has respected and revered, this sword is all his emotions and all his words.

I've been thinking about it for too long!

How much I once respected, and then how much I hated.

This is the "acacia" of the sword of Sauvignon Blanc.

When he saw this sword, Dong A had already felt everything that Jiang Wang was suffering in his heart. All of that needs no words, it's all in this sword.

Jiang Wang not only hated Dong A, but also hated himself. Hate himself for believing in the wrong person, and failed to save the city of Maple Grove where he grew up, leaving his hometown to be a dead realm forever.

Hate others, hate yourself. These hatreds weighed heavily on Jiang Wang's heart. Let him not be happy, not raise his eyebrows, and accumulate depression for life!

This is an incomparably amazing sword, but it is also an incomparably heavy sword.

Facing this sword, Dong A wiped his right hand and pulled out an iron ruler.

This ruler is upright, solemn, and majestic.

Black on one side and white on the other. There is a clear distinction and strict boundaries.

This is the ruler of the two realms, the criminal authority of the Zhuang country, and the name of the country.

Determine good and evil, distinguish right from wrong, distinguish turbidity, and judge life and death.

The iron ruler was erected, like a sharp blade, against the sword light like the bright moon.

and sent out questions, tortured the heart.

Should you commit murder on the street?

Murder of the deceased, should it be?

Should I kill a teacher with an apprentice?

One foot against the sword, and Dong A's left hand with five fingers wide open, pressed to the ground.

Throughout the long street, tree buds kept burrowing out of the ground, smashing the floor tiles, growing and expanding rapidly. All the wood products scattered on the long street, carts, shelves...... Except for the doors and windows of the houses on both sides that are deliberately avoided, all the wooden ones have undergone abnormal changes.

Giant trees break ground, and thorns dance.

Just for a moment.

This square heaven and earth become a prison cell, blue like a cage.