The endless silver sword was monstrous and angry, a wild dragon rode the wind and waves, and two afterimages followed like a shadow, swept out.

At the moment before the sound of iron shattering, the elder Dao with long eyebrows headed by the left hall moved!

From east to west, a lightning bolt swept by, and the left and right halls were half a mile apart, and he arrived in a blink of an eye.

"Dangdang!"

Before the man arrived, the iron was shattered.

The lightning bolt was forced to stop in front of the stone steps of the right temple...

He's slow...

The heavy sword had already pressed against the neck of the young man holding the sword, and the sharp blade cut through the surface of the flesh, and a few traces of blood flowed out.

Youth is always happy!

He was no longer smiling, and was looking down in horror at the horrible wounds on his body. The eyes are full of unself-confidence...

Xia Xun left behind two old wounds that had stuttered, and six new wounds that almost shattered his internal organs, shattering half of his body. The lower abdomen and intestines were broken, and the yellow and white mixed blood was not only gushing out. Through the shattered ribs, a blood-red heart could be faintly seen.

"Apocalypse!"

"He's the Apocalypse..."

“......”

At this moment, everyone in the audience was as difficult to be confident as Chang Le.

They knew that according to the style of that out-of-body boy, if they dared to fight four thousand in World War II, there would inevitably be a backhand. They also knew that when the two of them approached the building on the right side of the building in a fight, they must have used thunder to suddenly attack and kill the people in front of the palace.

But, when everyone really saw that the berserk dragon rushed out of the furious sea, piercing through the silver rays, shattering the silver sword, and stirring into the flesh...

Only then did everyone know that this heavy sword called Mo Xian was Xia Xun's backhand! he was not a peak powerhouse in the Soaring Heaven Realm at all...

It's the Apocalypse!

Although Chang Le is injured, although the sword is a holy weapon seven stars...

But the one who can instantly destroy a sky-high peak who is fully guarded can only be the apocalypse. And judging from the speed of Mo Xian's explosion just now, this is definitely not something that the Apocalypse Primal Realm that has just stepped into the threshold can have.

What's more, Mo Xian is only over 20 years old this year...

"Let him go..."

Changmei Lao Dao, who was forced to stop in front of the stone steps, looked at Xia Xun coldly.

And Xia Xun also looked at him coldly, and said word by word: "Is it possible?"

The elder Dao of the long eyebrows suddenly gritted his teeth, his eyes glared angrily, and he asked, "Do you think that because I am Xia Yin's grandson, I won't dare to kill you?"

The dust in his hand not only trembled, but was obviously angry.

"Heh..."

Xia Xun smiled disdainfully: "The people who came out of the Pure Yang Palace, in addition to bullying more and less, can only be left to bully with a big one..."

"Look for death!" "Brush..."

Before he finished speaking, he broke off. At the same time, the dust was vigorously swept out...

"Poof..."A crisp sword roared.

"Uncle Shi!"

The heavy sword on Chang Le's neck has cut into the flesh. As long as it is closer, it will be the lifeblood. He couldn't help but groan in panic.

"Cha" was still three inches away from Xia Xun's eyebrows, and was forced to stop again.

The elder elder of the long eyebrows was uncontrollable in anger, and he trembled slightly. He forcibly suppressed his anger, glanced at Chang Le, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "No one can threaten Pure Yang, not even a ghost... Neither can we!"

The chill seeped through the words, and no one would doubt the murderous determination in the words.

Xia Xun didn't doubt it, because the appearance of this old Taoist in front of him here represented the will of the palace on Xianxing Mountain.

He's here to kill...

He didn't pay any attention to it, but turned around, slowly walked past Mo Xian and Chang Le, and walked towards the main entrance of the main hall...

"Bold!"

"What does he want to do!"

"Bastard! Stop him!"

“......”

"Wow..."

The old Dao on both sides of the northeast who discovered Xia Xun's intentions at this time was suddenly furious, and thousands of silver swords hurriedly surrounded him.

"Stand down!"

Mo Xian pulled Chang Le to move sideways, blocking the silver sword that surrounded him. The heavy sword clenched it hard and said, "Otherwise, he will die..."

Thousands of silver swords came to a standstill...

"Eh..."

Xia Xun pushed open the door of the temple and walked in.

"How did he do that?"

"Could it be that your whereabouts have been revealed?"

"No way! Even we only found out about it today!"

"Leave that alone, go over and look at this kid first. Don't let him get an inch!"

“......”

Xia Xun ignored and directly broke into the right hall, obviously having deduced the secrets in the hall. This made the Taoists of the other two halls a little panicked.

However, Mo Xian held Chang Le hostage with a heavy sword in his hand, and stayed in front of the right hall, not giving up half a step.

No one dared to break the ice...

The right hall is not big, with a radius of three or four hundred zhang.

Four red pillars with a diameter of several zhang support this thousand-zhang palace. The statue of Sanqing is enshrined in the center of the main hall. Nine large incense sticks smoked and were inserted on the Simu Wuding. There are also one hundred and eight statues of the gods of all sides around according to the layout of the nine heavens and stars, and thousands of wax fires are uncertain.

The right side of the main hall is blocked by a white curtain of hundreds of feet in length and width. Among them, there are lights and shadows flickering in the wind, the sound of gurgling water coming from inside, and you can smell bursts of fragrance from time to time.

It seems, someone is sipping tea...

After Xia Xun entered the main hall, he was not in a hurry to do anything. Instead, I leisurely walked around the wide hall, as if watching...

"I told Yu Guanchuan some about the past, but he didn't finish talking about it before he made a move. So, I'm just going to move the rest of the little half here and share it with you...

As for where the story goes, you should be able to count it, so I won't repeat it. ”

Xia Xun walked around slowly for nearly a stick of incense before he walked around the entire hall except for the right side and returned to the center.

He looked up at the statue of Sanqing with a scrutinizing gaze...

"It is said that in the second year after the civil strife in Chunyang, the great elder of the palace who held the sword received the widows of eight people, entered the inner door of the sword, and passed on the essence of the sword vein.

Three years later, one of them had excellent cultivation qualifications, entered the imperial god, was promoted to hold the sword and passed it on, gave the general outline of the three Qings, and was carefully cultivated by the elders of the sect.

Since then, four years have gathered yuan, and six years have soared to the sky. Unparalleled talent is overwhelming, and is known as one of the ten strongest swords of the young generation of Pure Yang.

Later, the realm reached the heavens and became a great success, and Yueyang entered the world to practice...

This sub-name is Chang Le. ”

While muttering to himself, Xia Xun carefully took out three large incense sticks from under the cabinet shelf.

"But the protagonist of our story, and very happy!

Xia Xun carefully ordered the big incense in his hand...

"A true genius who was accepted as a closed disciple by the Pure Yang God at the age of half a year, who read through the Tao Te Ching at the age of half a year, and has been hiding in the immortal line for twenty years!

It's a pity, she's also a madwoman!"

Xia Xun shook his head with a wry smile, and then seriously inserted the big incense into the ding...

"Respect, the twenty-three ancestors who died in the battle of Xianxing Pure Yang back then. ”

Xia Xun knelt down to Sanqing and bowed respectfully, and continued to mutter:

"Because, they are so pitiful..."

"It's just a few small third-generation disciples, relying on a little extraordinary talent, they think they can control one side, so they have to insert a foot into the tiger's den in Longtan. As a result, I couldn't find a place to reason when I died..."

"Hehe... It's a hundred times since they died, but they will suffer for future generations. Day and night I thought about avenging my father. ”

"Do you think they're pitiful?"

Xia Xun respectfully inserted another big incense.

"Respect again, a few days ago, in Yueyang City, 1,270 brothers died in battle. ”

Xia Xun knelt down again and bowed respectfully:

"They are so innocent"

"Even if you want to take revenge and go crazy, you can't catch someone and bite like crazy..."

"Your father's two swords were given by the Seven Stars. If you want to go crazy, you can go to Lu Suifeng and them. Why play such a small trick and use your brother as an opportunity to instigate the bulls' noses outside?"

"Even if you can really lure that person out, will you get revenge at your current level?"

"One thousand two hundred and seventy lives, because you went crazy once, it was gone..."

"Do you think they're innocent?"

Xia Xun respectfully inserted the remaining incense in his hand into the ding, and did not kneel down again. Instead, he slowly walked towards the white curtain on the right...

"There's also a stick of incense, it's for that Senior Brother Changle outside..."

"Pong-dang..."

Behind the white curtain came the sound of porcelain tiles falling.

The sudden abnormal sound did not interrupt Xia Xun's slow steps, he still said in pieces as he walked:

"Because he's so wronged..."

"Originally, I just went to step on the snow once, and I was stabbed twice, breaking the Dao heart. It's okay to meditate for a few years..."

Xia Xun walked to the white curtain and gently stroked the white silk: "Anyway, he is still young, and for him, meditation can eliminate some of the hatred in his heart, and he is worthy of the name your master gave him..."

The more the words are spoken, the colder and slower they become. Like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity

He suddenly accelerated and said angrily, "But he has one who will go crazy at any time..."

"Sister!"

After saying that, he vigorously pulled down the white curtain...

"Sand ......"

Xia Xun pulled it quickly, but he couldn't tear off all the white curtains at once.

Because silk is light, only a little heavier than air, it falls very slowly...

Just like the fine snow in early winter, it is fine and floating, fluttering with the wind...

As the white curtain slowly falls, the true face is gradually obscured.

The white table, white cabinet, white porcelain cup, white pillow, white quilt, and white chessboard are a woman's boudoir. Elegant and delicate, spotless, all furnishings are white. Even the woman sitting in front of the chessboard was white.

It's just white...

She is over twenty-one and twelve years old, with a melon seed face, a cherry mouth, charming eyes, and five-foot-long hair scattered randomly on her coiled calves, soft and black. No matter how you look at it, it's a beautiful silhouette.

But a white robe can't cover the whiteness of her leaking skin. There was not a trace of blood, only the faint whiteness of the green tendons. When people suddenly looked at it, they thought it was a female corpse that had just been fished up, which was very scary.

Xia Xun just glanced at her coldly, and then sat down on the opposite side of the chessboard. Continue to chant in pieces:

"The two adults joined forces to set up a game, just to investigate, and they were still afraid. ”

"Hehe..."

"It's good for you, if you don't let the generation of heavenly maidens admired by thousands of people don't do it, you can't be safed by thousands of miles of pure yang. I have to run out and calculate the best of the world, and be a madman..."

Xia Xun took down the white porcelain pot, poured tea on the porcelain cup in front of him, and tasted it carefully.

With a blank face, the woman picked up a white piece from one side of the chess slip and landed it on the board;

"I still missed Mo Xian's killer"

Her voice was as pale and emotionless as her skin.

Xia Xun sneered, grabbed a black chess piece at random, and dropped it at will.

"Heh..."

Xia Xun laughed contemptuously, still grabbing and falling at random: "Could it be that you are the one in Kyoto?"

"That's the teacher's business, it's none of my business. ”

Xia Xun looked at the black chess in his hand with a sneer: "So... You're the winner of this game, aren't you?"

"No, because you came here, and you sowed discord with one hand..."

"But this should also be in your calculations, right?" Xia Xun said.

"After all, it's a loss"

"Compared to 1,200 lives, this is nothing!" Xia Xun dropped the black chess pieces and connected them with the previous two.

"It's just an ant, and if it's dead, it's dead. ”

The woman's words did not contain a trace of emotion from beginning to end, as if she were a corpse, opening and closing, two pale lips. No matter the people inside or outside the hall, they all heard a chill.

"The divine calculation is really ruthless..."

Xia Xun's mood was already a little angry, his voice was a little louder, and he continued: "But the souls of the Seven Stars, there is always someone to ask for an explanation for them..."

The woman dropped the white chess piece and looked up at Xia Xun indifferently: "The chess pieces in your hand are not enough, and Chunyang never bows his head..."

"Hehe..."

Xia Xun sneered again, and said in a louder voice: "That's why I said that Chang Le's death was too wronged." I think I have a crazy sister who has no last resort, and I can be unscrupulous. As a result, he was used as a pawn by his own sister, and finally he was buried as an outcast, and he didn't know it..."

"You say you don't want to..."

Bleak and vain...

Cold...

It's people's hearts that are chilling.

was frightened by Xia Xun's terrifying scheming attainments.

He actually calculated that this girl was the arranger, and at the same time, he also calculated the idea that she was killing every step. even took advantage of this to put on a single-handedly offensive plan to sow discord...

And, what makes people even more chilling is the heart of this girl.

From her extremely short words, everyone could hear her coldness and ruthlessness. From beginning to end, she has always treated Chang Le as a chess piece. And now, most likely, it's still an outcast...

"If the result is calculated, then why bother?"

As soon as the girl's words came out, Chang Le, who originally had a glimmer of hope for his sister, suddenly turned pale, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

Ignoring the heavy sword around his neck, he cried out sadly:

"Leisurely, I am your brother, you are the only relative in this world!"

“......”

"One person's life and death are exchanged for an opportunity for ten thousand years of prosperity, and it is not a loss..."

The girl looked out the door, still indifferent.

"Yu leisurely !..." wailed

"Woooooooo

It's poignant...

However, at this moment, no one in the audience will think that this is cowardice...

Because everyone can hear it, this is the sadness of being betrayed.

The girl ignored the door and turned her head to look at Xia Xun:

"And if he dies, you lose..."

Cold...

After two days of entanglement, after the girl's words, the game finally ushered in...

The Daoists outside the hall had completely lost the killing intent they had at the beginning, and only the fear of these two young men and women remained.

The woman is cold-blooded and ruthless. The man seeks the hearts of the people, and the water does not leak. Between the words of the two, it is a life-and-death confrontation of thousands of people.

In life, people's hearts are in turmoil. When people die, chaos resumes...

Xia Xun carefully played the black chess in his hand and was speechless for a long time.

He never expected that this girl was really so ruthless, and she didn't even have the intention of negotiating or bowing her head. Just coldly handing over the lives of his relatives, just to force out the person behind Qixing for an opportunity...

It made him feel powerless...

"Sure enough, it's a crazy woman"

The black pieces fall, connecting the four black discs that fall in front and behind in a line.

"I won..."Xia Xun added lightly, and slowly got up and walked out of the hall.

The simple three words are very helpless, more like a stubborn sentence after defeat.

As the ruthless girl said, Chang Le is just an innocuous human life, and he doesn't threaten anything at all...

Maybe in her heart, only the lifeblood of the entire Pure Yang Palace can be regarded as human life.

"Release?"

Mo Xian asked with his back to Xia Xun.

"Hey..."Xia Xun sighed helplessly, walked up to Chang Le and said coldly: "There are many crazy people in Xianxing Mountain, and our family background is thin... Let's put it on..."

Mo Xian didn't ask again, and put down the heavy sword directly.

As the heavy sword was separated from the flesh, thousands of silver swords outside the hall were also returned to their sheaths one after another. The two-day battle is over.

Everyone, this is a sigh of relief...

"Pingdang...", a porcelain cup fell to the ground.

"Huh?"

The sudden sound made everyone look at the hall in confusion almost at the same time.

And ignore the whisk that came to kill...

"Boom!"

Without everyone noticing, a silver sword was inserted directly from Xia Xun's back through the heart!

“......”