Yingzhou, Langya.

After the fire faded, Xunmen at this moment was no longer prosperous, full of ruins, full of messes, as if experiencing a nightmare, a nightmare that will never be erased.

But among the ashes, there is also the light of rebirth.

Xun Yuzhan was moved with tears, looking at the sky from afar, and never left for a long time.

Xun Yuzhan held a pair of swords in both hands, this is the sword of his father Xun Wuya, an old friend who has accompanied him for half a life, born and died, and is the most important thing in the entire Xunmen. When Xun Wuya entered Beijing, he sealed it with his own hands, and he didn't want this pair of swords to fall into the hands of outsiders, let alone his family to inherit it, and then ...... Repeat.

But the sky can't do what people want, the pair of swords finally fell into the hands of Xun Yuzhan, and the burden that used to be on his shoulders finally fell on his shoulders.

This is the fate of the celestial phase.

Wei Dingshan's face did not see joy or sorrow, he quietly looked at the eldest prince who was standing alone not far away, as if he was getting to know someone again.

"Celestial ......"

Wei Dingshan sighed, he still underestimated the eldest prince after all, but what can the heavenly phase be? The absolute gap between the two realms is by no means something that the power of the stars can make up, and the sense of deterrence brought by the previous jade jue is just a mediocre self-disturbance, because the heavenly phase falls on the eldest prince. Although Wei Dingshan was shocked and sighed, he also knew the strength of the eldest prince, before that, he was just a scholar who couldn't even hold a sword.

In the rear, the five assassins at the end of the road were killed and wounded, and a group of bandits laughed and sharpened their knives, aiming at Wei Dingshan, who was already isolated and helpless. The awakening of the celestial stars has greatly increased their confidence and morale, and also made them finally convinced that they have not seen the wrong person and have not chosen the wrong path.

Fight to the death, endlessly!

"Wei Dingshan !!"

Xun Yuzhan raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, his body turned into a streamer, and a sword stabbed towards Wei Dingshan, this Xunmen prince who had no power to restrain the chicken and had never even spoken loudly, broke out with an amazing momentum at this moment, this roar, not only for courage, but also for the resentment and hatred in his heart. Xun Yuzhan couldn't understand why Wei Dingshan would do such a thing, and why he would pay this Xunmen, who had poured countless efforts into it, to the bottom of it.

The sword is like thunder, and the momentum is like a bamboo!

At this time, Xun Wushuang, who had become a soul, was trapped by an invisible wall, unable to move, she slapped desperately, crying Xun Yuzhan's name, hoping that he could hear her call like he did back then.

Xun Wushuang knew what kind of torture his eldest brother was suffering at this moment, and that was the price he had paid to the Seven Star Lantern.

That year, Xun Yuzhan sacrificed the peachwood sword and briefly borrowed the power of the heavenly phase to recall Xun Wushuang's soul. However, the peachwood sword is not the sacrifice that the Seven Star Lantern really asks for, the sword is just a kind of bearing, the real price Xun Yuzhan paid is that he can no longer afford any weapon in his life, and he can no longer carry the rich aura that belongs to him, and at the same time, he also lost the memory related to it.

After that, whenever Xun Yuzhan lifted his sword, his arms burned like fire, and his chest pierced his heart like ten thousand arrows, which was a pain that ordinary people couldn't bear at all.

And the peachwood sword presented to the Seven Star Lantern turned into Xun Wushuang's body, fused with the soul recalled by the heavens, and this was the result of the Seven Star Lantern to Xun Yuzhan.

The power of the heavenly phase cannot live the dead, and the soul cannot return to its original body, Xun Wushuang is just a sword.

Since then, Xun Wushuang has changed as if he was a different person, no longer messing with rouge and gouache, but obsessed with kendo like Xun Yuzhan in the past, and the two have since become strangers to their original selves and parted ways.

"Xun Yu Exhibition !!"

Xun Wushuang cried and shouted, trying to let the other party hear his voice, only in this way could Xun Yuzhan remember the true power of Tianxiang.

But at this moment, Xun Yuzhan couldn't hear Xiaomei's voice, and he was already carried away by anger.

Holding the sword in his hand, his body seems to have found the feeling of practicing martial arts as a child, splitting, stabbing, teasing, and pointing...... One move and one style, extremely familiar, but extremely unfamiliar, as if I no longer know myself. It's just why, when the sword is lifted, the arms are as painful as fire, and why, the heart is like a knife twisting?

Asked the sword with tears, but no one answered.

Wei Dingshan faced this powerful sword, his body was as immobile as a mountain, and he responded calmly.

The awakening of the heavenly phase seems to have made this eldest prince who has not seen the slightest aura instantly rank among the three grades in the realm of asking soldiers, and the momentum he shows is almost equal to Xun Wushuang, slightly inferior to Song Anshi. This is already a very remarkable level, such a large span, has made Wei Dingshan completely impressed by the power of the stars, for this reason, at this time, he has never been more cautious.

Wei Dingshan was waiting, he wanted to see what tricks were still hidden in the heavenly phase, otherwise just with the level of this military realm, it was just like Song Anshi and Xun Wushuang, not his own enemies.

A sword attacked, Wei Dingshan did not use the sword, only one palm, and easily dissolved this seemingly amazing situation.

Xun Yuzhan was shocked back, and he dragged his twin swords back for more than ten steps, before he stopped, and before he could take a breath, the severe pain that was constantly tormenting him broke out, intensifying, as if his body was about to fall apart at this moment.

Xun Yuzhan looked up to the sky and screamed, his hands subconsciously loosened, almost wanting to shake off this hot thing, but the next moment, he immediately held it tightly in his hands. If it weren't for the power lent to him by the Heavenly Minister, Xun Yuzhan would not be able to resist this pain at all, even so, his face was already pale, sweat was like rain, his body was as red as if it was being burned, and the green tendons swelled up one by one, as if he was about to burst through his skin.

Xun Yuzhan almost fainted, but the obsession in his heart still supported him to hold the sword, but it was difficult to make the next move.

The latter was surprised in his heart, and was quite puzzled by the fatigue that Xun Yuzhan was showing at the moment, he just waved his palm lightly, why is the eldest prince already crumbling, could it be that this so-called heavenly appearance, but it is nothing?

When Wei Dingshan was thinking about it, the shouts from the rear were like thunder, and a group of bandits had already swung their knives to kill.

"Xun Gongzi, we're here to help you!"

Xun Yuzhan was stunned, he had no time to look around before he discovered the existence of this group of people, these ordinary faces, but they were so moving.

A bunch of bandit ears.

It's just a group of thieves who were moved by their own naïve righteousness, and they used to talk about morality, but now they ...... Where is morality? This series of blows has already made him doubt himself, and has already made his heart dusty.

Swish.

Wei Dingshan sneered, and waved a sword in his hand, which was a bloody light, and dozens of people died under his sword in an instant. Sure enough, it's just a swarm of ants, bandit ears.

Yu Rang took the lead, and the sword he suffered was also the heaviest, but fortunately, he was able to block this move, but his arms were numb, and the tiger's mouth shook out blood. He smiled bitterly, knowing the gap between him and Wei Dingshan, since he was ready to die, he was not willing to die in vain, at least he had to die without regrets.

But let me see that Xun Gongzi's eyes were confused, which was a pity.

"Xun Gongzi!"

"Why do you suffer to die for my sake...... I, how can I be?" Xun Yuzhan choked up with tears.

Yu Rang swung out a knife again and laughed: "For your bullshit morality! Soldiers die for confidants, we are villains, not enough to be called scholars, but Xun Gongzi, we believe you!"

"Yes, Xun Gongzi! We have lived for so long, and the first time we have seen someone like you, let's say, you have a root in your brain!"

"Xun Gongzi! You're really fucking stupid! You're really stupid! But Lao Tzu likes it!

"Xun Gongzi! If you die here, our No. 100 brothers won't have fun watching it! You, don't die!"

......

And so on, for a while they are endless, although vulgar, but beautiful, they go forward and follow, but they seek death, not afraid of life.

"If a good soldier dies for his confidant, then you will die!" Wei Dingshan was finally provoked by them, a hundred ants, not to mention, but there will always be people who don't know what to do and what is wrong with him, although it is not painful or itchy, but it damages his prestige.

As a result, Wei Dingshan was no longer casual to this group of ants, one sword was more violent than the other, every sword light crossed, it was a bloody storm, but he couldn't hear the wailing and screaming he was expecting, the dead ants were far more fierce than he imagined.

Xun Yuzhan was indignant, his eyes were cracked, and he seemed to forget the pain for a moment, he roared angrily, and finally raised the sword in his hand at this move, like pulling out a mountain and lifting a ding, and fell towards Wei Ding Mountain.

But after all, asking soldiers is just asking soldiers, although they are only one realm different from colorless, they seem to be worlds apart, not to mention that Xun Yuzhan is only forcibly elevated with the power of heaven, so he has to make a sound, and he can't see his shape, in front of Wei Dingshan, it is like child's play.

Wei Dingshan snorted, exerted force under his feet, firmly controlled the ground, and a wave of air immediately exploded, shaking around, the arrogance was monstrous, and the mountain roared tsunami. Immediately, he swept his two swords, and then used the strange system, and the front was right, imitating into the realm of no one. In a few breaths, all but one of the hundred thieves had withered.

Yu Rang was covered in blood, still fighting to the death, how could he not hurt Wei Dingshan in the slightest, Xun Yuzhan was even more dangerous, he was already vain, and the sword he swung out again was difficult to enter Wei Dingshan's eyes, but the aftermath of the opponent's sword qi had made him unable to parry, and he was defeated and retreated.

And Wei Dingshan finally saw Xun Yuzhan's strength clearly.

"Celestial Phase, but that's it!"

Wei Dingshan simply let Xun Yuzhan go first, and locked the target on Yu Rang, who had been fighting beside him, although this person was an ant, but it was really annoying, and now there was no other ant to stop him, free his hand, the next sword, he would definitely die!

Yu Rang stood with both hands crossed, in fact, he was powerless to move, although the several swords that Wei Dingshan swung out in a few breaths did not come directly at him, but he could only parry it with his death, and now the spearhead was pointed directly at himself, Yu Rang knew that he was bound to die.

The brothers are all dead, and Yu Rang has long lost his nostalgia, but he still has to shout out that regret.

"Xun Gongzi!Yu is willing to die with his soul, I wish you prosperity in martial arts!"

A sword falls, and flowers bloom and fall.

There was a light that shot straight into the sky.

Xun Yuzhan looked up to the sky and cried, his voice was hoarse, and his pure heart was no longer covered with dust.

It was as if a cry was heard in his ears, a cry of grief like his, but it was clear and pleasant, reaching to the depths of his soul.

And that was a call he was all too familiar with.

In the sea of stars, I saw the sky again.