March 3, Chang'an.

The remnant sun is like blood, reflecting the ancient street. The afterglow casts a brilliant golden edge on the clouds, and the sunset stains the sky red.

The winding bluestone streets, corpses were everywhere, red blood flowed, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

The dead street, filled with a fear of death, spreads infinitely.

"Chu Tianxing, don't think about the ten swords being one, even if we fight to the last soldier, we won't let you succeed. With a wild roar, a dazzling sword light swept through the air, and on the eaves on both sides of the silent ancient street, five or six figures appeared in an instant.

And a sword-wielding young man has a cold face, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold smile, the gaze of the Yin Eagle Falcon swept over five or six people, and the cold words almost made people tremble, "Ten swords are one, this young man has reached the peak of martial arts, the door of the sword mound is open, and he is a peerless martial artist, just rely on you three-legged cat kung fu jumping clowns, want to stop me, hum, it's just wishful thinking!"

The other five or six people glanced at the corpses lying on the street still gurgling with blood, which showed that what the young man said was not an exaggeration.

The sword in his hand was held diagonally, and the blood on the blade was not exhausted, but it was dripping down the blade, and a pair of scarlet blood-like eyes couldn't help but make these people a little jealous.

"Big brother, don't talk nonsense with him, he is already seriously injured, but he is just dying, let's go up together and kill him!" one of the tiger-headed men shook the spear in his hand and said in a low voice to a man in a gray robe.

The sword-wielding boy, Chu Tianxing, evaded pursuit all the way, and had already retreated to Chang'an Street. Under the hard work of these people, he can only resist with his sword, and the sword has no eyes, and he has already killed too many people.

The sword in his hand is a murderous sword, the young man has the ambition, all the way to lead the singing, become the leader of the rivers and lakes, become the myth of martial arts, he cultivates the domineering swordsmanship - ten swords to one sword trick.

When he was about to break through and step into the supreme realm of ten swords returning to one, it was the jackal who attracted the ambition of the wolf to take advantage of the weakness to sneak attack him, all martial arts cultivation collapsed, and all kinds of cultivation were in vain.

"Up!"

"Kill!"

With a shout, the besieging martial arts masters rushed over like a tide, and on the huge ancient street of Chang'an, the dust was flying, and they were all full of murderous atmosphere, shrouding this piece of sky.

"Ahh

"Ahh

The screams were endless, the sword aura was overwhelming, the cold light shot fiercely, and in an instant, all kinds of sword shadows shuttled, the sword fell in his hand, and the blood splashed, which was terrifying.

Chu Tianxing's wrist was as sharp as cutting leeks, waving the sword in his hand, his true qi was exhausted, and under the stumbling steps, his eyes showed endless despair, after all, he failed to break through the ten swords and reach the realm of unity.

After all, everything is too fast, and there are still many shortcomings in cultivating the Ten Swords to One Sword Technique, so it led to a sneak attack at a critical moment, which made him really angry and dissipated the spirit of the Yuan, and almost went mad.

Even if he closed the important acupuncture points with his true qi in the end, he was already suffering from devastating internal injuries, and he was able to kill these ambushed masters with a sword, which was already unprecedented.

"Poof!" opened his mouth, a mouthful of red blood spat out, his feet were weak, his body fell down, he withdrew the long sword that had been stabbed, stuck the tip of the sword upside down on the ground, fell to one knee on the ground, and supported his weak body with the sword.

"He's not going to do it, come on!"

Someone was bewitching again, and immediately after, several figures swept down in the air, and all the weapons fell towards Chu Tianxing's death hole.

Chu Tianxing raised his head suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a hideous smile, he used his last breath of true qi, and roared wildly: "Ten swords are one!"

"Boom!"

For a moment, it seemed that his figure instantly hovered from the ground, surrounded by ten thousand swords blooming with fireworks-like sword light, and the powerful impact force shattered the air and slammed away.

The bluestone slabs of the ancient streets on the ground were shaken, and the surrounding ground trembled a few times.

The domineering sword qi and strong power burst out in an instant like a flood without a levee.

It's terrible!

At that moment, it was as if the sky had turned into a dim color, as if it had been hit by the power of this sword.

Calm!

Death-like silence, killing, bloody wind and rain turned into death-like tranquility.

Tired, physically and mentally exhausted, Chu Tianxing's heavy eyelids closed little by little, and the surroundings were extremely quiet.

This is probably an out-of-body soul drifting to the grave of death, right?

With strong resentment, with endless regrets, go to the grave, my rivers and lakes, farewell!

No!

Chu Tianxing heard his heart shouting, and scenes of the past flooded into his mind, if life can be repeated, can I make up for those shortcomings?

I want to cultivate the Ten Swords to One Sword Technique step by step, break through the Ten Swords, reach the realm of Unification, and become a real peerless master in this Jianghu!

However, after all, my soul will return to the loess, and I can't resist the arrival of death after all......

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September 9, Jiangnan.

I don't know how long he "slept", Chu Tianxing suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

I'm not dead?

Ten swords are one ultimate sword, fight the last trace of true qi, I can't die? This is too weird!

No, that's not right!

Chu Tianxing quickly realized that something was wrong, and secretly lucked his luck, and his internal strength was completely gone, so he raised his hand and looked at his hand.

Mom! My hands have shrunk? I've rejuvenated? How have I gotten smaller?

There is a bronze ancient mirror at the head of the bed, reflecting his own shadow, huh? Isn't that the self of fifteen years ago?

He swallowed a mouthful of water and thought about it carefully, on March 3, in the first battle of Chang'an, he was surrounded and annihilated by masters, and in the end, he used the last form of the unformed ten swords to be unified in a suicidal manner, and then, he hung up.

How did you reborn back to your five-year-old age?

"Brother Tianxing, it's time to get up, the sun is shining. Just when Chu Tianxing was confused, a sweet, soft voice poured into his ears, and immediately, a little girl about four years old walked in through the door on the side of the room.

Looking at this little girl, well-behaved and clever, because of the tooth change, the front teeth are missing two, but the white and delicate skin and beautiful face can be seen at a glance that the full beauty embryo will grow up in the future, and she will definitely be a stunning beauty in the city and the country.

"Sister Ling'er?" poured into Chu Tianxing's mind, it was a memory from a long time ago, she was her childhood sweetheart's partner, Xiao Ling.

Thinking of Xiao Ling, Chu Tianxing's heart couldn't help but twitch, the memories of his previous life poured into his heart, everything was like a lifetime, but it seemed like yesterday.

From this point of view, I, Chu Tianxing, have returned to fifteen years ago, and have been reborn back to the starting point, the starting point of the fate that made his fate begin to subvert and bumpy, and the starting point of all nightmares......