Early the next morning.

The morning sun is still lingering in the sky, and the warm sun has dispelled the cold of the night. From afar, it can be seen that the smoke of the village is rising, converging in the air, like clouds. Today, it seems to be another calm and peaceful day.

The people of the village had already prepared breakfast, and it seemed that last night's night attack had not affected them in any way, and they had not noticed that there was a wave of probing around them, and they could not have noticed.

Last night's wind had already blown away the smell of the black-clothed man's blood, and the inhabitants of the village continued to work at sunrise as usual. The fields by the stream have long been cultivated, and they are very busy, and although they do not have fine clothes and delicious food, the fruits of their labor make them smile.

Hao Ran had gotten up early and came to the back mountain with his grandfather to practice swords, passing by the place where the man in black fell along the way, Hao Ran didn't find any difference.

Standing opposite his grandfather, holding a stainless steel sword for daily practice in his hand, the fourteen-year-old's face was a little less innocent like a teenager and more stable as an adult.

Hao Ran would practice a Hao Ran sword technique and soul power method given to him by Sikong Xuan every day, which had become a habit. The flowing sword moves were vividly exerted under Haoran's sword, and every move and style had been memorized.

Haoran in sword training was very serious, and every move and style caused ripples in the air. The artistic conception of the sword is also spread all over the body with the sword moves, and it is first hideous. Wei Fengchen couldn't help but sigh: "This world does favor a few blessed people. ”

Haoran put away his sword and stood, already sweating profusely and panting. Facing the rising sun, I suddenly felt that there was a heroic qi in my heart and gradually woke up, wandering everywhere in my body by myself, and the fatigue caused by practicing the sword just now was also swept away, and I instantly felt refreshed.

"Grandpa, my Haoran Qi has increased by one point, and there is inexhaustible strength in my body. Haoran cracked his mouth and leaked two rows of white teeth.

Looking at Haoran, who was more than three feet tall in front of him, he couldn't help but feel very relieved. When I didn't meet Sikong Tianhong, I was just an idle and happy idler, just because of a rescue and a dying request from a sworn brother, I stepped into this river and lake disputes, and I was in the vendetta of deceit. This journey has been bumpy, and I have lived and died several times, and I can't help but feel a little embarrassed.

There have been regrets, melancholy, and helplessness, but this dependence on each other all the way has made the slightest ripples in the calm heart of Wei Fengchen, and the ripples are getting bigger and stronger. This is also the life in the rivers and lakes that Wei Fengchen is looking forward to, and it is also the happy life he has been looking forward to, fighting swords and enmity.

"Yes, yes, we are only one step away from the Great Sword Master, and the sword momentum is about to reach Dacheng, strive for an early breakthrough, Grandpa is looking forward to this day as soon as possible." "Wei Fengchen is different from the past, it is rare to praise Haoran once, Haoran can't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart, there must be nothing good.

As expected, Wei Fengchen's next words made him mourn all over the field.

"You practice the Haoran Sword Technique here repeatedly, until I call you back for lunch, and there must be no slack in the middle, otherwise I will find out that you are lazy, then your lunch today can only be left for the evening. Remember, there are other things to do in the afternoon, so practice well. "Wei Fengchen ignored Haoran's pleading, looked at Haoran seriously, the storm is coming, you have to grow up as soon as possible, so that you can face the next dangers.

Seeing that his grandfather ignored him, he was ruthless, drew his sword and stood, and a soul force suddenly went towards the stainless steel sword in his hand, although the stainless steel sword was mortal iron, but it seemed to be able to feel the anger in Haoran's heart, and it kept buzzing in his hand, as if he was resisting this heavy and inhuman task like Haoran.

Wei Fengchen looked at Haoran's child's heart at this time, and couldn't help but be furious, "Do you remember how we escaped from the mouth of the demon beast? Do you remember how we got out of the trap surrounded by many people? Do you remember how you helped grandpa smear his wounds?"

The three "still remember" suddenly poured from Haoran's head to the soles of his feet like a stream of ice water, and the anger in his heart disappeared without a trace in an instant, his face was flushed, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and tears filled his eyes.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, it's Haoran who is ignorant and makes grandpa sad. Haoran walked over and hugged the comforting wind, pleading and crying.

"I don't blame you, I just want you to grow up as soon as possible and have enough ability to protect yourself. Wei Fengchen touched Haoran in his arms and whispered.

Break free from the embrace of Wei Fengchen, wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, stand with his sword, and stubbornly said: "Grandpa, I will complete today's task, and I will protect you when I grow up." After finishing speaking, the stainless steel sword in his hand waved, and the Haoran sword technique wandered in this move. There is no softness before, there is only a fierce aura in the softness, which is exactly the momentum that Haoran Sword Technique should have.

Wei Fengchen nodded, looked at the mottled tear stains on his clothes, smiled and shook his head, silly child.

Wei Fengchen seemed to be walking slowly, but in one step, he crossed a distance of ten meters, and disappeared into the clearing in the blink of an eye. Haoran didn't see when his grandfather left at all, and he didn't pay attention to it, all he could think about was the sword in his hand and the Haoran sword trick in the sword.

When I walked down the mountain, I found a little girl with a ponytail standing outside the door, who was the daughter of Aunt Wang's family who lived ten meters away next door, Xiaoxiao.

"Grandpa Chen, Brother Haoran, are you practicing swords in the back mountain?" Xiaoxiao walked to Wei Fengchen's side and asked.

"Uh-huh, yes, your brother Haoran is now practicing swords in the back mountain, and you can't disturb him now. You accompany Grandpa to cook first, and then you go up and call Haoran down when it's time to eat. Wei Fengchen smiled and looked at Xiaoxiao.

"Okay, okay, then I'll pick vegetables for Grandpa Chen. Xiaoxiao jumped into the wooden house where they lived.

Looking at this innocent little girl, she could have lived in this small village without worry, but she met us, I hope you can grow up happily. It's just that this expectation of comforting Fengchen was wiped out by a massacre not long after.

The place where Haoran practiced his sword was an open meadow, surrounded by stones of different sizes, scattered and scattered.

This is a formation arranged by Wei Fengchen, which can shield the leakage of his own breath, and can also shield the sword qi emitted when practicing the sword, this array is not visible to non-sword emperor-level masters, but they have no effect on the villagers who have no mysterious qi.

The villagers who usually approach here can only see Haoran practicing swords, and there is nothing else to discover, so they are used to it, and it is not strange.

At this time, the range of about one meter around Haoran set off an unusual sword aura, which was exactly the scene that appeared when the sword momentum was in full swing. Sikong Haoran was completely immersed in the one move and one style of Haoran's sword technique, and it was the fierce qi in his heart, as well as Haoran's epiphany of sword qi, that allowed him to break through to the realm of sword power.

Haoran felt that the breath around him was different, and his feeling for the sword was very different from before, the steel sword in his hand was more handy to use, and the things in front of him were more clear. Anyway, there is an indescribable feeling, which may be the sense brought by the realm.

Hao Ran swung the stainless steel sword in his hand, and the sword qi as thick as two fingers erupted, and the stones on the ground turned into powder the moment they didn't even touch the sword qi. After a while, the sword qi disappeared, and it turned out that the Haoran Qi in the body had been exhausted.

Haoran came back from the joy, and couldn't help but feel a sense of weakness, when he staggered, the moment the steel sword in his hand touched the ground, it was divided into countless pieces, it turned out that at the moment when Haoran released the sword qi, the steel sword couldn't stand this fierce qi, and the inside was already covered with spider webs, and a little external force interfered, and it fell apart.

This is also due to the fact that Haoran has just broken through, and he has not yet had time to become proficient, and he has not controlled the strength well. In this world, all those who have achieved great sword qi have mastered their own momentum, and every grass and tree can be used as a sword, and they will not be destroyed and damaged by a bit.

Haoran fell to the ground all of a sudden, and he couldn't care about the pain on his body, so he lay on the ground and laughed. Where is the grief and indignation when his grandfather asked him to practice swords just now, it was completely a hearty release.

Of course, this scene can't escape the perception of comforting Fengchen, and seeing Haoran break through to the smallest achievement, there is also a trace of a smile on his face. looked at Xiaoxiao, who was busy next to him, "Xiaoxiao, you go to the back mountain and call your brother Haoran down for dinner, don't help him." ”

"Okay, Grandpa Dust. Xiaoxiao raised her head, glanced at Sikong Xuan happily, and walked out of the door without looking back.

Western Regions Vertical and Horizontal Organization Branch.

The underground secret room of the Hunting Guild is very bright at this time, and the walls around it are inlaid with night pearls the size of two fists, and the distance between them is about the length of an adult's outstretched hands, covering the entire secret room.

At this time, a person covered in black robes stood at the top of the secret room with his hands behind his back, and two men and a woman stood respectfully one meter behind him.

The figure of the woman on the left is very full, and her clothes are completely close to her delicate body, the only deficiency is that the whole face is covered under an ugly mask, and her eyes are full of evil spirit, which looks even more hideous and terrifying through the mask.

The man on the right is more than six feet tall, dressed in red clothes, with long hair scattered over his shoulders, his left arm is empty, his face is very cold, and his eyes are very ferocious, like a jackal with sharp fangs.

They were the "shadows and phantoms" who besieged Sikong Xuan in the 100,000 mountains of the Southern Regions last time. After several years of cultivation and hunting, the strength of the "shadow" fell from the original to the primary level of the Sword Emperor and returned to the peak of the Intermediate level of the Sword Emperor, only one step away from the consummation of the Sword Emperor. Over the years, in order to reach the peak again, I have paid a lot of price, and when I think of the shame of my left arm, I can't help but feel more resentment in the face of Sikong Xuan.

The one standing in the middle of them was covered in black robes, and his whole body exuded a strong smell of blood, which was very pungent and disgusting. He did not release it wantonly around, but covered his whole body, and the momentum on his body was also very terrifying, after the baptism of the blood pool, now his strength has reached the strength to break through the consummation of the Sword Emperor, but he has been suppressing, preparing for a person, preparing for a person who makes him humiliated and tortured.

That's right, he is a "greedy wolf", he was thrown into the blood pool by the shadow back then, and the blood pool is the blood of the strong people who have been killed all over the country over the years, which is used to improve the internal strength of the people who have contributed to the organization, of course, it is also used for those who have made mistakes to be punished, if you can survive it, then you will be reborn, and if you can't survive, you will become a part of the blood pool.

"Greedy Wolf" can never forget the piercing pain, wandering at the intersection of death again and again, several times when he couldn't bear the pain and almost gave up, he remembered the ugly faces of Sikong Xuan and the black-robed elder, and it was the unwilling obsession in his heart that made him survive.

"My lord, according to the information provided by the organization, we have sent all the killers of the Western Regions Branch who have not carried out their missions this time to scatter near Tieling, and some of them have returned, and these people who have returned have not found any trace of Sikong Xuan and Sikong Haoran. There are also some people who should return one after another in the next day or two. ”

"I sent these people back to continue their investigation, hoping to find Sikong Xuan's whereabouts. Listening to the people below report the information one by one during this period of time, the black-robed man couldn't help but look a little annoyed.

A thought went towards the branch director, and suddenly a stream of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground coughing up blood. "My lord, my lord, please spare my life, please give me another chance, give me another chance. ”

"The Zongheng organization does not raise waste, I hope you take advantage of this opportunity, or you will cut yourself. The cold voice of the black-robed man spread throughout the secret room, and the people below were silent one by one.

"Yes, yes, sir. The principal got up from the ground, ignoring the injuries in his body, and knelt on the ground trembling.

The head of the branch only knew that this black-robed man was a star-level killer sent from within the organization, and his name was only one word "withered", a Sword Emperor Perfection-level killer, and other information was unknown.

The black-robed man turned around and looked at the three wastes in front of him with disdain, and a domineering aura of life and death pressed towards the three of them, "I hope you don't miss again this time, otherwise what awaits you will be the most cruel punishment within the organization." ”

The three of them are all arrogant people, where can they stand the arrogance of the black-robed man, although you are one level higher than us, but we are also appointed by the organization to assist you. Our well water does not interfere with the river water, and no one is afraid of anyone when we move our hands.

Feeling the momentum of the three of them, the black-robed man couldn't help but snort coldly, a murderous, evil, and violent aura, and the momentum of the sword intent was crushed towards them. Suddenly, the three of them were like facing a great enemy, and they used all their whole body solutions one by one, and after resisting for less than a moment, they fell to the ground one after another. The eyes of the three of them were red, and the hole cards in their hands were also revealed, and at this time, a killing intent came into the ears of the three people.

Dare to resist again, kill.. Not.. Pardon!!!