Chapter 297: The Beginning

The purple tide descended mightily, and the terrifying chill contained in it made everyone despair.

"This is the rivers and lakes, this is the reality, although the waves are magnificent, but they can't help themselves," a middle-aged man muttered to himself, his face full ......of bitterness.

He looked back and found that he still had a lot to do, a lot to say, and a feeling as if he hadn't really enjoyed life.

"Lao Tzu lived a vigorous life, drank the strongest wine, saw the prosperity of the Great Qin, and defeated the enemy. A lifetime of happiness and revenge, extremely chic, but it's a pity to die!" An old man looked up and sighed, his eyes full of relief, although he was unwilling, he was ready to face death.

"It's a pity......" Xiao Qiuyu was lying on the ground, his eyes blank.

He still has two people who have not been killed, and there is still revenge that has not been avenged, but he did this kind of thing for the sake of a moment of enthusiasm.

The mantis arm is used as a car, and the grasshopper shakes the tree......

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Qiuyu's mouth, his eyes were full of self-deprecation, the number one killer in the world in the past was actually just a waste beyond his strength.

Even if you know that you can't stop the artistic conception in the distance, even if you know that you will fail, you still do it and do this stupid thing.

Although he felt that what he did was stupid, he did not regret it, even if he had the opportunity to do it again, Xiao Qiuyu would still do it.

He is a killer, an assassin who kills like a murderer, but he is affectionate and understands righteousness.

"Boom!!"

With an earth-shattering loud noise, the purple tide completely flooded Guanghan City.

......

Shen Xingzhi walked on the sheep intestine path, his black robe, and his lonely back looked extremely gloomy.

The people of Guanghan City were looking forward to seeing him, because everyone felt that he could help them solve their problems.

Shen Xingzhi was carrying a long blue knife with a light blue scabbard and a blue hilt.

His face was expressionless, and he suddenly raised his head and looked thoughtfully into the distance.

"Buzz!"

Shen Xingzhi's big sleeves flicked, bringing a gust of breeze, and his pale hand clenched the handle of the knife.

The knife is still the same as it used to be, and it is still the magic knife that represents death.

But the swordsman's heart has been dulled, and his person has changed.

He is no longer the evil ghost of the past who wields a magic sword and can kill at any time.

Pieces of snowflakes are flying all over the sky, fragrant with fragrant plums in the snow.

The cold plum cut overflows with cold fragrance, and a red dress walks to meet the world in the wind and snow in the clear distance.

Some people, once met, are at a glance for ten thousand years. Some hearts are excited, but once they start, they are overwhelmed.

The red clothes burned the world like fire, and it became an unforgettable memory for people, and it also left an indelible mark on his heart.

Even if he walked all over the mountains and rivers, he could not find a scenery that could compare with that color.

Shen Xingzhi's eyes showed hesitation, and finally turned into firmness.

"Buzz!!"

With a soft sound, the knife was drawn from its sheath.

The blue sword light filled the entire world, making everything around it a layer of pale blue light.

A vast aura poured out of him, and a terrible whimper resounded through the sky like a ghost's roar.

"Roar!!"

Shen Xing swung out a sword, causing the entire world to shake and set off a monstrous storm.

The light blue sword light flickered, and countless mountains were shattered together, and none of the birds and beasts in the mountains escaped, all of which disappeared in an instant.

The earth shook, and there was a constant rumbling sound.

The sea of clouds churned, like the roar of an angry sea.

Shen Xingzhi slashed out this shocked sword, not only did he not feel satisfied, but his face was solemn, and he felt that he was weak.

Others don't understand his strength, but Shen Xingzhi knows it.

He felt that his knife was much duller, and he could have been stronger.

The breeze is blowing, and the robes are flying.

Shen Xingzhi shook his head and looked up into the distance.

The blue sword light tore through the sky, disappeared in a flash, spanned a hundred miles, and came to Guanghan City in an instant, blocking the purple tide.

"Boom!!"

The sword light collided with the tide, making a loud noise, setting off a monstrous wave, causing the surrounding trees and houses to turn into powder in an instant.

When Xiao Qiuyu saw the blue sword light, a strange blankness flashed in his eyes, there was only one person in the sky and on the ground who would use such a unique sword technique.

He turned the killing sword intent he had comprehended into dozens of layers of blood-colored light shields to block the outside of his body, and the whole person galloped away at all costs, not caring about the huge pain on his body.

"Click!"

"Click!"

In the past, Xiao Qiuyu's proud killing sword intent cracked inch by inch, and dozens of layers of light shields could not resist the qi waves between heaven and earth at all, and they collapsed in an instant.

He flew upside down, spurting seven or eight mouthfuls of blood in the air before stopping.

The rest of the people were similar, although the qi waves that permeated around them were not aimed at them, but they still made everyone bruised and dying.

"Groan!"

With a soft sound, the blue knife light completely shattered and disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

The purple tide swells and accumulates into a large purple wave about 100 feet high.

"Boom!!"

The cold wind blew, and everyone heard the sound of the tide murmuring.

People were pale, staring blankly at everything, and a buzz sounded in their heads.

Xiao Qiuyu was stunned, his face was full of disbelief, and at this moment he doubted whether he had read it wrong.

Shen Xingzhi, who ranked eighth on the world's billboard, faced with Gong Lingxue's artistic conception, how could he not even accept one and a half moves.

"It's over, it seems that my life is over!" a beautiful girl struggled to wipe the blood from her cheeks and closed her eyes in resignation.

She hoped that she would be more beautiful when she died, and hoped that others would find her body, and she could feel some pity in her heart.

The corners of her mouth flashed with a smile, laughing at Shen Xing's uselessness, laughing at her own incompetence, laughing at Gong Lingxue ruthlessly.

"I've killed a lot of people and made a lot of mistakes, but I never regret it!" a middle-aged woman spurted out a large mouthful of blood, her eyes were deep, and her heart was full of resentment and hatred.

"I only regret stepping into the rivers and lakes in this life, becoming a person in the rivers and lakes, if I learn some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and be a lady, maybe it will be better!"

Strings of crystal clear tears were left in the woman's eyes, and she stroked the wrinkles on her face, extremely sentimental.

"Boom!!"

A voice full of death sounded in the hearts of the people, and their faces changed drastically, and their hearts shook wildly.

Right now.

The purple waves, which were about 100 feet high, rushed into the sky and disappeared in front of people's eyes.

"What's going on, why is it gone?" a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of a young man, he couldn't understand how the previous wave of destruction had disappeared out of thin air.

He struggled to his feet, looking at the mess around him, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

The twenty-mile radius was razed to the ground, and there was not a single grass left, leaving only the land full of ravines.

The houses around me and the people who lived in them all disappeared.

"Tick-tock!"

The young man clenched his fists, and bright red blood dripped from his fingertips, staining the parched brown ground beneath his feet.

He didn't know if he should be happy or not, and he didn't know how many people had died in World War I.

He only understands one thing, from today onwards, he and Gong Lingxue are enemies, and they will never die.

"Gong Lingxue still has a bit of a conscience, she didn't kill us all, otherwise it would be really dangerous......" An old man covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and a lot of hot blood oozed from his fingers.

His face was flushed, and he was glad that the breeze was blowing at the moment, and his eyes narrowed pleasantly.

"It's not that Gong Lingxue's subordinates are merciful, but this ice and snow artistic conception can't stand Shen Xingzhi's provocation and go to where he is!" Xiao Qiuyu took a deep breath, revealing a worried look.

"I just hope he can hold on, don't die easily, I still owe him a favor that I haven't repaid!"

Xiao Qiuyu felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, his consciousness was a little blurred, his whole body staggered, and finally his eyes were black and he fainted to the ground.

"The people of Guanghan City seem to have returned to their original state......" A middle-aged man leaned on the edge of the rubble, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were ragged, his whole body was dripping with blood, and his breath was dying.

He looked around, looked at the pedestrians walking in the distance, listened to the whispers in his ears, and laughed contentedly.

"Oh my God!" cried a fat man in a cotton robe with a gold ring, and he pointed to the clearing in the distance, his face full of incredulity.

"Look there, how did you become like this, I remember that there was nothing at all just now, and how it was in ruins in the blink of an eye!" the fat man's body trembled, and his face was full of horror.

"A moment ago, I was still bragging to Lao Wang on the street, and there was no wind and grass around me at all, why did I become like this when I came back to my senses?"

"Recently, there have been more and more strange things in Guanghan City, and it doesn't seem to be as safe here as we imagined!"

"Yes, that's what I thought, I think so, I need to find a new place!"

The people on the street turned pale, breathed short, and looked incredulous when they saw the desolate clearing.

Their minds lingered long ago, left in front of the purple tides, completely unaware of what was going on.

The other side.

Shen Xingzhi's gaze condensed slightly, and a terrifying aura erupted, stirring up the wind and clouds to change color.

"Boom!!"

"Boom!!"

The purple tide roared, filling the entire world with an indescribable sound.

"Let me try, how terrible the so-called city lord of Guanghan City is!"

Shen Xingzhi's voice was cold, he opened his mouth lightly, and a trace of essence flashed in his eyes.

Han Ke, the master of the Divine Sword Gate, is friends with the Demon Gate Zheqing, and he is also friends with Xuan Weizi, the old dean of Guanghan Academy.

He once asked his master who was the strongest and most terrifying of the three of them.

At that time, Han Ke let out a long sigh and said with a sigh: "There is no strongest, only stronger!"

"In the past, I was not as good as Xuanweizi and Zheqing, and now we are far inferior to his apprentices!"

"Why?" asked Shen Xingzhi.

As far as he knew, Han Ke had not competed with Gong Lingxue in martial arts.

His master shook his head helplessly and didn't explain, but his expression was complicated, and he looked melancholy and lonely.

Others thought that Han Ke chose to wash his hands and withdraw from the rivers and lakes in order to teach Shen Xingzhi wholeheartedly.

But Shen Xingzhi is clear that this is not the case.

His master probably lost to Gong Lingxue in the martial arts competition, and he was a fiasco, otherwise he would never have made this choice.