Gale Fengtao looked down at his chest pierced by the long sword in amazement, he never thought that he would die in this way, after a hearty battle, he successfully cast his heart, broke through the innate nature, and then, died so ...... Amusing.

Gale and waves fell.

He lay on the ground, staring blankly at the cloudless blue sky.

He was not reconciled!

He was only twenty-eight years old!

He's breaking through the innate !

He has lived in the shadow of his elder brother since he was a child, practicing hard, and only wants to surpass his eldest brother Gale Cold.

He didn't want others to mention him and say: This is the brother of Gale Cold, far from his brother!

He wanted others to mention Gale Cold and say: Look, this is Gale Storm's brother, he actually has such a powerful brother!

His story is just about to unfold!

He may be the protagonist in his own story, but in someone else's story, he is just an insignificant supporting character. Perhaps, not even a supporting role.

But that's the reality.

His consciousness gradually dissipated......

"Slut dares!"

The middle-aged man who had been holding his sword and was silent was stunned.

When the two of them fought to the death, he had been on guard, ready to rescue him when Gale Storm was invincible.

Later, when he saw that Gale Feng Tao took the opportunity to forge his heart and break through the innate nature, he relaxed his vigilance.

I didn't expect that... Li Jianshi actually stabbed that sword!

Shouldn't the two of them be sympathetic to each other at this time, and then secretly feel emotional in the countless battles that follow? Why don't you play cards according to the routine?

Two people when they come, and one person when they go back. How does this make him face the gale cold?

When the time comes, I am afraid that the living one will also become a dead person.

Facing Li Jianshi, who cut off his own way of life, he shot angrily and mercilessly!

The long sword in his arms is out of the sheath, like a Kunpeng spreading its wings, like a dragon going to sea!

The long sword in his hand shone and turned into a white light that attacked Li Jianshi, but ten zhang away from her, the cold light exploded and turned into a sword in the sky!

Li Jianshi forcibly endured the killing intent from the oppression, stubbornly bit his lip, left the 'sky', and his right hand was like a sword to control the 'Taixuan', condensed his whole body strength, and used his own trick forward, 'Flying down three thousand feet!'

The silver-white sword of 'Taixuan' was mixed with the golden sword light of 'Firmament', turning into a waterfall, and crashing into the sky full of light and rain in front of him!

"Boom!"

A bang!

The incomparable sword qi exploded in the center of the square!

The scattered sword qi mixed with the scattered rubble, like a rain of arrows, shot into the surrounding crowd of people who couldn't lift their internal strength after being poisoned, and they were killed and injured in an instant!

Casually slapping away the flying sword qi, Wu Qian stared at the battle situation.

I saw Li Jianshi fly out a few feet away and fall heavily to the ground. The blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth stained the placket on his chest red, like a little cold plum falling in the snow, poignant and lonely.

She was so badly wounded that she could no longer fight.

Master Xuanjue, who was also concerned about the battle situation, didn't have time to tidy up his embarrassed robe, and was stunned: "He is an innate master!"

As soon as the innate master makes a move, he can mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth.

The middle-aged swordsman just now was like rain, but he didn't take advantage of the wind and rain.

Master Xuanjue was already a master of the 'Heaven and Man Unity' realm, and when the middle-aged swordsman took out his sword, he faintly felt the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth.

"Not bad. The middle-aged swordsman replied proudly,

"A few years ago, no one was my opponent on the list, when I was young and vigorous, challenging the world's heroes.

However, he challenged more than a dozen people one after another, but they were all in vain. Disheartened, I went to the Western Regions, and I happened to meet my lord, Lord Gale, and I challenged him.

In that battle, I was convinced, and from then on I joined the command of Lord Gale. Although I was defeated at that time, I also took this opportunity to plant the seed of forging my heart, and after several years of retreat, I finally broke through the innate nature. This time I escorted Gale Storm to come, but also to repay Gale Wind's kindness. I didn't expect ......."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and pointed to Li Jianshi who fell to the ground in a sad and angry tone:

"Slut! you actually killed him! How can I explain this to Lord Gale!"

Although Li Jianshi was seriously injured, there was no fear in his eyes, he just looked at Wu Qiao's direction with a light smile and did not answer.

Ye Yushi, who had been pondering beside Master Xuanjue, had a solemn face and asked softly, "A few years ago... There is no opponent in the list... Disappeared for years... Don't... Are you ......?"

The middle-aged man nodded proudly: "Yes, I am 'Sword Rain Xiaoxiang'." ”

"Shhh

The surrounding Jianghu knights suddenly gasped, but they didn't expect this person to be 'Sword Rain Xiaoxiang'!

'Sword Rain Xiaoxiang' didn't die! Not only did he not die, he also stepped into the innate realm!

Looking at the whispers of the crowd around him, the middle-aged swordsman became even more reserved. Until one speaks up:

"He's not 'Sword Rain Xiaoxiang'!"

The scene was silent for a moment.

Everyone looked to the place where the voice had come from.

I saw an old figure slowly walking into the field.

He walked slowly, his originally trembling steps gradually calming down, and the shrinking in his eyes disappeared, leaving only a piece of firmness.

Murong Shengxue stopped, raised his head, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "'Sword Rain Xiaoxiang' will not surrender to others, you... It's not 'Sword Rain Xiaoxiang'!"

The middle-aged swordsman smiled, he pointed to Li Jianshi, who sat up next to him to heal, and asked, "How are you better than her?"

Murong Shengxue shook his head: "Fairy Li is the first in the Xuantian Sect Sect Master's lineage and human list, and I am not as good as her." ”

The middle-aged swordsman played with taste: "Then why do you dare to stand up." ”

"Just rely on the 'Xiaoxiang Sword' of the 'Sword Rain Xiaoxiang' in my hand!"

'Xiaoxiang Sword' is out of the sheath!

Murong Shengxue condensed what he had learned all his life and stabbed a sword that broke through the limit!

Fast!

Fast!

His whole body was like a streamer, stabbing towards the middle-aged swordsman!

Everyone around them widened their eyes, trying to see if the sword stabbed by this fool who dared to attack the innate could regain people's worship of 'Sword Rain Xiaoxiang'.

'Sword Rain Xiaoxiang'.

A legendary figure.

Maybe he's lonely and proud.

Maybe he's approachable.

But!

He can't surrender to anyone else! It doesn't matter if that person is a Hu person, a Zhou person, or a Qin person!

This is a sword that carries everyone's hope!

They looked at Murong Shengxue, who stabbed this sword, as if they saw a phantom shadow behind him, a lonely and cold figure.

He is the heir of 'Sword Rain Xiaoxiang'! They believe and look forward to it.

The moment the sword light was about to pierce the middle-aged swordsman's chest, in front of the sword light, a finger appeared.

It was the finger of the middle-aged swordsman, and with a flick of his flick, the 'Xiaoxiang Sword' shattered in response, and Murong Shengxue flew back.

Hopes are dashed.

The middle-aged swordsman looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha!" What about 'Xiaoxiang Sword'! What about 'Sword Rain Xiaoxiang'!"

Yes! I'm not 'Sword Rain Xiaoxiang', but so what! I'm already in the innate world, even if he is himself, and he is not necessarily my opponent! Besides, he hasn't appeared in the rivers and lakes for many years, I'm afraid that he will rot to death in some stinky ditch a long time ago, and the corpse will be eaten by wild dogs!"

His fierce gaze swept around, and everyone he saw lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

After sweeping around, his eyes focused on Murong Shengxue, who fell to the ground, whose faith collapsed, and Li Jianshi, who was silently healing:

"All the people here today are going to be buried with Gale Storm!

After that, he pulled out his long sword and walked towards Li Jianshi and the others!

Just in the nick of time!

A voice suddenly came from the crowd: "That's not how the 'Xiaoxiang Sword' is used. ”

Murong Shengxue, who was dejected, raised her head in shock.

Li Jianshi, who had been closing his eyes and doing exercises to heal his wounds, opened his eyes in surprise.

I saw a sword light coming!

The middle-aged swordsman suddenly waved his long sword to resist, but because he couldn't bear it, he retreated a few feet, and the right hand holding the sword was bleeding, staining the sword body red!

"It's a master!"

The crowd looked back.

In the depths of the square, a man in a green shirt stood in the crowd, looking calm, floating up.

It's Wu Poor!