Chapter 13: The Great War Begins

"Bai Yu?"

Twilight Dongliu's eyes showed a hint of discoloration, he didn't expect it to be him.

Perhaps, many people are not familiar with this name, but he will have two sons who are famous all over the world in the future, his son Ye Kai, his adopted son Fu Hongxue, the future successor of Xiao Li Feidao, and the future first knife in the world.

And he himself is not weak, and in the future, he will break out of the invincible reputation of the Divine Sword, and then the Divine Sword Hall created is even more dominant in the martial arts, dominating the world, even more than Shangguan Jinhong's money gang.

In the distance, Bai Yu's eyes were also scorching, it was a kind of chess opponent's battle intent, and he felt the domineering knife intent in his body.

"It's a pity, you're a good adversary, but this place isn't a good battleground. ”

He sighed.

Twilight smiled.

"I may die, but this will never be the place where my bones are buried. ”

For the first time, his voice was filled with affirmation and arrogance.

"Yes, I'll wait for you. ”

Bai Bai Yu looked at Twilight's wild state, and gave birth to a sense of mutual understanding.

Then he turned around and left without hesitation, everyone around was shocked by the conversation between the two, and even more surprised by the words of Twilight, there is no doubt that this person must also be a rare master.

On the mountain road, the people had retreated to both sides.

Twilight Dongliu's eyes moved, the person had risen quickly, and in an instant, the person had appeared ten zhang away, and the bones on the body actually produced the sound of lightning and thunder under the movement, and only this move of the light body movement method has made countless people dumbfounded and stood on the spot.

"You've been waiting for a long time, Twilight has arrived. ”

As he approached the top of the mountain, Twilight Dongliu's eyes burst out with coldness, and his mouth exhaled like a cloud, and his voice was like thunder.

Everyone only felt that the entire Songshan trembled in this heavy drinking.

In the next breath, he had already walked into the temple, and only at this moment, he instantly felt countless pairs of eyes staring at him.

Looking around, I saw the front yard of the temple, which was also full of countless people at this moment, Shaolin, Wudang, Kunlun, Emei, Huashan, Diancang, Hainan, and then there were countless large or small sects, and even the most mysterious Tang Sect in Shu had people.

They sat in the middle of the field, and there was only one person in the field, Li Xunhuan.

"You shouldn't have come. ”

His voice was still as magical as before, but now it was a little astringent.

Twilight looked at his eyes, which were full of tiny wrinkles, and pulled out a few books from the package behind him.

And when I saw these books, several Shaolin monks had changed color, and it was their lost scriptures.

Twilight sneered.

"The plum blossom thief is here, but you are looking for it very hard?"

His voice was extremely cold, and it immediately penetrated the audience, causing countless people to be stunned and then in an uproar.

"Twilight Dongliu is actually a plum blossom thief?"

"How is this possible?"

“......”

Even Li Xunhuan was stunned when he heard this, and then he coughed non-stop, and a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes.

"You're not leaving. ”

Twilight Dongliu looked at Li Xunhuan and shouted.

"Today, you and I are in love, and he will see you again in the future, and he can't fight for the name of who is higher and who is low. ”

After speaking, Li Xunhuan's cough became heavier, and the hand covering his mouth showed a bright red.

Twilight flowed eastward, and then looked at the crowd again.

"Don't you just want the knife in my hand? Today, I bear all the grievances on my shoulders and have nothing to do with others. ”

When Li Xunhuan heard this, he suddenly showed a hint of pain, and then stood up weakly and walked out.

Everyone didn't say anything and didn't stop them, they obviously acquiesced and accepted Twilight's words.

When passing by Twilight Dongliu's side, Li Xunhuan paused slightly, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped, but the words didn't come out after all, and in an instant, he was like an old man in the twilight.

As soon as he left, the murderous intent in Twilight Dongliu's eyes soared, and the sword intent in his right hand condensed that the few scriptures had turned into confetti flying all over the sky.

"You dare. ”

An old monk in the Shaolin Temple stood up immediately with an angry face, and the chair under him was embedded in the stone slab, and his beard and hair were all open like an angry lion.

"The weak, but without the consciousness of the weak, I will let you know the price of your choice. ”

Twilight Dongliu looked at the old monk with murderous eyes.

"The donor is holding a magic knife, and the demonic nature is even more profound, for fear of the catastrophe of the martial arts, our move is really helpless. ”

Shaolin abbot Xinhu slowly stood up and folded his hands.

"Your sins are deep and your hands are bloody, and you cannot let them go. ”

The Shaolin monk from before spoke, it was the Heart Candle Master.

"My senior brother's eyebrows died because of you?"

Another Shaolin monk, Master Xinshu, spoke.

"In the battle of Xingyunzhuang, the blood flowed like a river, and there was almost no life under the knife, which is unforgivable. ”

The head of the Wudang Sect also spoke.

"You are a plum blossom thief, and this alone is not to be spared. ”

That's the head of the Emei faction.

"That's right, this man's sin is so great that it's not a pity to die. ”

It was a sallow and thin old man who said this.

For a while, it seemed that the whole world had become the enemy of Twilight, and everyone was denouncing him.

"Zheng ......"

It was the sound of a knife slowly unsheathed.

"Okay, what about the rest of you?"

His face was calm again.

"If you want to retreat, you only have ten breaths, because after ten breaths my sword will not be left alive. Today, you must do your best, otherwise, if I win, I will come to the door to wash the blood of all the forces involved in the war, since you keep claiming that I am a demon, then what does it matter if I become a demon?"

His voice was as flat as coming from the Nine Shadows, and everyone changed color, their faces were shocked, and they were trembling even more.

"The Diancang faction withdrew. ”

The head of Diancang got up suddenly, and arched his hand towards Dusk Dongliu with both hands in his fists, although he was not good at swordsmanship, but the methods of the Seven Great Sects made him very disdainful, if Dusk Dongliu was really a vicious and vicious person, I am afraid that Diancang had been washed in blood that day.

After speaking, he didn't look at the faces of many people, and hurriedly retreated with a group of disciples.

"Tang Men withdrew. ”

A handsome young man with a few men also quickly retreated.

"It seems that today, we can have a good time. ”

Twilight glanced at the rest of the people, and then muttered to herself, as if speaking to the knife in her hand.

"Kill, kill him with a river of blood, kill him with a mountain of corpses. ”

The scimitar in his hand moved, and the people in the distance rushed towards him.

In the flash of blue light, I saw the first person coming with a strong palm, that was the heart candle master of Shaolin.

"Oh, self-righteous Shaolin, who do you think you are, good or bad, mistaken slander, you should be killed. ”

The cold words were accompanied by a few green rays, and between the lightning and flint, I saw that the eyes of the heart candle had dimmed.

Then the body was torn apart.

And that palm has been imprinted on Twilight's shoulder.

I'm afraid that I never dreamed that Twilight Dongliu would be forced to slap him and kill him.

Under the crazy operation of qi and blood and internal force, that palm was only a minor injury, but it also made him move.

"Senior brother. ”

"Senior brother. ”

"The Adversary is dead. ”

The rest of the Shaolin people were stunned when they saw this.

"Poof!"

I saw a long sword shining with cold light stabbing silently from behind everyone, straight into Twilight's chest.

"Huh. ”

Suddenly, Twilight Dongliu sneered, and his muscles were firmly stuck, this sword he recognized, the sword of Wudang's master.

"Die. ”

Under the cold drink, the shape of Du Dongliu's body changed, like a snake moving extremely fast, and in a flash, several sect masters who had no time to react were separated from each other, and the blood was like a fountain.

"Don't you want to see my sword skills?"

Twilight Dongliu's figure had already gathered momentum while dodging the attacks of everyone, and the sword light under the blessing of the sword intent suddenly rose several times, and in an instant, it had disappeared in a flash.

This is a knife technique that controls the speed, power, time, and location of his sword under Twilight's full attention.

The besieging people saw that the eyes of a few people around them had dimmed in the flash of the knife, and the originally moving body actually subconsciously walked forward, and then the body was split in half, falling in a pool of blood, and the internal organs were scattered on the ground.

"Shhh

"What a terrible knife technique, such a fast knife. ”

Everyone's footsteps subconsciously stopped in this strange and terrifying scene, just because they were also afraid of dying so quietly and weirdly.

At this time, the state of Twilight Dongliu was not very good, there were almost no knife wounds or sword wounds all over the body, the blood was almost stained red with the already tattered clothes, and there were some palm wounds and fist wounds inside, although the flow of blood was controlled in time, but it was also gradually born a slight weakness, which was really like the words of ants biting elephants.

"Evil Barrier, you are so ruthless that you are not afraid of going to hell after death. ”

A blood-red Shaolin monk spoke in a hoarse voice, he was the master of the heart lamp.

"Hell? I'm going to show you what hell is today. ”

A short conversation could not change the fight between the two sides.

In the next second, the internal force of Dudong's qi and blood was raised again, and he had re-entered the crowd.

"Kill. ”

The sword is coming back.

Flying limbs, scattered blood, countless howls, Twilight Dongliu has already killed red eyes, only to see that his knife is slowly changing, he no longer even deliberately asks for his own knife, no longer to control the direction, speed, time, he relies on, completely subconscious instinct, like an antelope hanging horns without a trace.

"It turns out that this is the real formality. ”

A flash of realization flashed across Twilight's face.