The hatred in his eyes and the killing intent that burst out of his whole body made Cheng Yue feel like a needle on his back.

Cheng Yue became more and more satisfied: "Such a son was born by me!"

It was a proud gesture.

However, this pride made Cheng Yin feel even more sarcastic: "I'm not your son, you're a beast at all!"

"Hahaha, okay, I'm a brute, but a brute can also have a good son. Do you want to know how she's doing now?"

Cheng Yin was taken aback: "Take me to see her." ”

He didn't have a weapon, but the sword condensed by the killing intent didn't leave Cheng Yue's throat for half a minute.

Under the sharp edge, Cheng Yue was simply excited.

Only he knows that he has been waiting for this day for a full eighteen years.

The cold and damp underground cavern, the lights are not extinguished all year round, Cheng Yin thought, if it is a daytime from here, I am afraid that the eyes will be a little uncomfortable under the strong light.

When he was ready for the bright daylight, he found that it was night outside.

At night, Chengjia Village is still the same Chengjia Village, but the patriarch's yard and house are no longer the same.

The courtyard has expanded for a minute, high walls have been erected on all sides, torches are still lit in the courtyard, the original exquisite house has disappeared, and a huge furnace has appeared in front of Cheng Yin's eyes.

The wind was a little strong and it was winter.

The scorching heat in the furnace rushed to Cheng Yin, and his thin lips showed some eagerness: "Where is she?"

The lava tumbles like an open beast's mouth, trying to devour everything.

Cheng Yin took a step back, he hadn't built a foundation yet, and he didn't know how this sword was condensed.

Now, this sword is no longer as solid as it was at the beginning, but Cheng Yue is a Yuanying cultivator.

Cheng Yin had never left this courtyard, but he had also heard that the Yuanying Monk was powerful, if this sword was scattered and destroyed, what should he do to resist......

He didn't know how many Yuanying Cultivators who were less than two hundred years old in the world? He only knew that if he wanted to kill Cheng Yue, he had to advance faster than him.

Cheng Yue is already married before he is two hundred years old, so he will be married before he is one hundred years old!

If others listen to it, they will definitely take it as a joke and laugh at him for his fantasies, but Cheng Yin, who has never been out of Chengjia Village, really puts his cultivation in his heart and fulfills it every day.

"Yes, if you want to see it, I'll let you see it. Cheng Yue looked at Cheng Yin extremely seriously, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.

Cheng Yin encouraged support, he thought more about the sword and ended up with this person.

But no, there is no whereabouts of Yunbao yet.

"Cheng Ling, Cheng Feng, bring people up. ”

Cheng Yue gave an order, and the two people, one in front and one behind, were taken to the edge of the furnace.

"Xiao An, Yun Bao!"

Cheng Yin was in a hurry, the sword condensed by the killing intent could only barely maintain a shape. If you catch Yunbao, forget it, why did you even arrest Xiao'an?

Cheng Yue smiled, and with a blow of something, the sword finally collapsed completely.

Then, he grabbed Cheng Yin's throat: "Do you want to resist?"

Cheng Yin was strangled by his neck and had difficulty breathing, but he forced himself to say, "I want to kill you!"

"Hehe, if you want to kill, you don't necessarily have to kill. ”

Cheng Yue let go of his hand, pushed Cheng Yin, and pulled out the saber on Cheng Ling's waist, still on the ground: "I'll give you a chance to kill me, but you have to kill her first." ”

Wang Biyun, who was previously imprisoned and unable to move or speak, suddenly found that she could speak.

She looked at Cheng Yin, who was pushed in front of her, tilted her head and asked, "Big brother, will you kill me?"

Cheng Yin's heart cramped, he bent down to pick up the sword on the ground, and the other hand that did not hold the sword pinched Wang Biyun's cheek.

Cheng An, who couldn't speak, shook his head, couldn't ...... Brother, don't kill Yunbao.

A gust of wind blew the torch brighter, Wang Biyun raised her head to find the location of the moon: "The moon is very round tonight", and then, she smiled again, not at all like a person who was about to die, but smiled quietly and quietly.

Compared with Cheng Yin, Cheng An's appearance when he grows up is not amazing, Wang Biyun, who is only thirteen years old, already has the posture of a girl at the beginning.

Her skin was as delicate as jade, and although it was white, it was not white and bloodless.

With such a smile, like a small lotus with dew blooming, delicate and stubborn, Cheng Yin suddenly remembered the little girl who pushed open her door and looked for meat everywhere to eat.

The hand left Wang Biyun's cheek with some nostalgia, and Cheng Yin turned his head abruptly, staring at Cheng Yue expressionlessly.

How could he have killed Junbao?

Like how many rehearsals, Cheng Ling's ordinary sword became radiant when it reached Cheng Yin's hand.

The Cheng family forges swords, and there are many high-level swords.

What Cheng Yin is using now is the "Tianwen Nine Swords" that Cheng An secretly handed over to him.

In the beginning of antiquity, who preached it?

The ordinary Xuantie Sword has become his right-hand man, without the slightest stagnation.

The top and bottom are not formed, why should they be tested?

Cheng Yue's eyes were full of admiration, and while dealing with Cheng Yin's offensive, he took the initiative to attack, wanting to try how many catties and taels Cheng Yin had.

Light and dark, but what is the time?

The wind stopped, the full moon was obscured, and snowflakes the size of feathers slowly fell.

Cheng Yin faced the wind, held the sword, and walked the dragon and the phoenix, with a momentum like a rainbow.

The triad of yin and yang, what is the origin and what is the transformation?

Wang Biyun looked at the soft snowflakes like feathers, surprised and satisfied, seven years later, she actually saw snow again.

The circle is ninefold, which camp is the degree?

The confinement on Cheng An's body was loosened, but the two people who looked at the sword competition didn't know how to deal with themselves.

Although I knew that there would be such a day, I didn't expect it to come so soon, with my father on one side and my brother on the other, what should I do?

Maintain the Yan system, the heavens are extremely Yanjia?

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, almost losing his sight, and Cheng Yin's last sword stabbed Cheng Yue in the chest.

Under the huge cultivation gap, Cheng An could have easily dodged freely, but he didn't.

In this way, Cheng Yin was stunned.

Then he used his strength again, wanting to completely send the sword body into Cheng Yue's chest and understand him thoroughly.

As a result, it only pierced into the texture by an inch, and Cheng Yue stopped the sword momentum with his hand.

He threw the sword in Cheng Yin's hand to the ground with his backhand, and touched the bleeding brother's mouth: "It is worthy of my species, but the blood in my heart cannot be wasted." ”

He walked over to the furnace and let all the blood flow into it.

Wang Biyun's eyes rolled, Cheng Yue saw it in his eyes, and then took out another sword at random.

Thrown straight at Cheng Yin, the blade was aimed at Cheng Yin's chest.

This sword was mixed with coercion, and Cheng Yin, who was the target, couldn't move at all, and he knew how big the gap between the two was.

is his own talent, and he is simply an axe.

He kept himself and played with himself in order to see his own jokes, right?

Time seems to be stretched infinitely.

Looking at the sword that was about to reach his chest, Cheng Yin suddenly smiled.

If you can't kill him in this life, then wait for the next life!

He closed his eyes and fearlessly waited for death to come.

However, something pounced on his chest, and the familiar voice said, "Big brother, you are so tall." ”