"Li Wen, are you willing to go with me to kill the enemy?"

He Yang looked at Li Wen and said, but the murderous aura on his body was undisguised, and it could be described as monstrous at this moment. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"In my lifetime, there is only revenge left!"

"The only thing that can sustain me alive is revenge!"

Li Wen's face was filled with righteous indignation, and his eyes only had hatred.

It is unforgettable, it is not to be forgotten, it is something that can only be repaid with life.

"Let's go!"

He Yang's figure flashed, and he galloped away in the direction of Gu Yuezong, the others followed closely behind, and Li Wen also followed.

Along the way, He Yang's heart was full of apprehension, he wanted to reach the Guyue Sect quickly, and he wanted to move forward slowly, this kind of contradictory psychology has always made his heart tense.

He didn't want to see his former classmates die tragically at the hands of the enemy.

He didn't want to see the desolate scene when the sect was destroyed.

He didn't want his senior brother and master to be hurt in the slightest.

He flinched, he hesitated, and his heart was even more up and down, a stone hung for a long time, and it was difficult to fall.

Even so, in the process of moving forward unconsciously, He Yang still arrived in front of the mountain gate of Gu Yue Sect.

When he saw the plaque above the mountain gate, which symbolized the three big characters of "Gu Yue Sect", split on the ground, He Yang's worry in his heart was even worse, and a bad premonition suddenly filled his heart.

He Yang was like a mad beast, rushing into the Gu Yue Sect with red eyes.

Along the way, there were bloodstained long roads, and countless disciples fell in pools of blood.

Many pavilions and pavilions have collapsed, all of which no longer interpret the tragic image.

When He Yang cried over a corpse, he suddenly stopped.

This figure was very familiar, He Yang leaned down and turned over the person's body, and couldn't help but feel a deep sense of regret.

This person He Yang knew, it was Jin Dabiao, who had crossed paths with him before.

He Yang vaguely remembered that his quota in the Four Sects Young Master Competition was obtained from Jin Dabiao's hands, and there were inevitably disputes.

All this is still yesterday, time has passed, and things are no longer human.

He Yang sighed, didn't feel that he had quickened his pace, and went straight to the middle peak of the east peak.

There is no breath of life in the whole east and lower peaks, and as far as the eye can see, there are corpses all over the field, and mourning is everywhere.

He Yang didn't have time to grieve, what he cared about most was Zhongfeng.

There are their own senior brothers, as well as their own masters, Tang Feiyu, Lu Hao, Lu Han and others, all there.

He Yang barely paused at the lower peak, and came to the middle peak non-stop.

However, contrary to expectations, the tragic situation here is no different from the lower peak, all the first sons have died, and there is no sign of life.

He Yang would not accept all this in front of him, and went straight to the cave where the master was.

However, it was empty, and there was no shadow of the Master at all.

He Yang rushed towards his senior brother's cave again, and when he arrived, what caught his eye was a ruin, and the cave mansion where his senior brother was before had already collapsed.

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

He Yang called out loudly, but still no one responded.

Two lines of clear water flowed from the corners of He Yang's eyes, and his eyes had become extremely red at this time.

"Senior brother won't die!"

"Master will never die!"

He Yang was like a madman, constantly calling the names of this senior brother and master.

He searched through the corpses for traces of the two men, until his clothes were stained red with blood, until his eyes were stained with blood, but he found a familiar figure in the corpses.

"Lu Han!"

He Yang couldn't help but scream, and his heart was even more terrified.

At this moment, the dark dragon's words suddenly cleared his chaotic mind.

"Boy, there seems to be a fight up there, let's go over and take a look!"

When He Yang heard what the dark dragon said, he immediately exuded his spiritual sense, and really found that there was a sound of fighting on the upper peak of Donglin Peak.

If you care, you are confused, how did you make such a low-level mistake?

He Yang laughed at himself, his face couldn't help but relax, and hope began to rekindle in his heart, and he galloped towards the upper peak.

When his figure appeared on the peak, he was immediately angered by everything in front of him.

I saw a group of disciples of the Ancient Yue Sect being besieged by the enemy from the First Sea wearing blue robes.

Among them, Lu Hao, Tang Feiyu, Zhu Badyou, Yun Leizi, Sect Master Song Qianxun, the three ancestors of Gu Yuezong, as well as the master and senior brother are all there.

All of them have been seriously injured to varying degrees, and they may not be able to hold out for long after they have resisted stubbornly under the siege of the enemy.

He Yang saw it in his eyes and was angry in his heart, and he couldn't help but be angry at this time, and he flashed and appeared in front of the master and others.

"Who is it? I don't know if I'm alive or dead, I'm really looking for death!"

An enemy of the early sea, seeing a young man suddenly appear, immediately swung his knife at Xiang and attacked He Yang.

"Boom"

He Yang threw a punch and smashed directly into the man's blade, and the knife turned into pieces in response.

The fist remained unabated, eternalized in the man's fearful eyes.

The next moment, the man had been smashed to pieces and dissipated into thin air.

This sudden scene couldn't help but make the other enemies of the first sea stunned, and they were stunned for a while.

You must know that the person is a Yuanying monk, and what he is holding in his hand is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, but he didn't expect that in the hands of this young man, he couldn't hold up a single move, and one person and one knife were destroyed in an instant.

As soon as they thought of this, the other enemies of the early sea suddenly became frightened, and their eyes looked at He Yang uncertainly, speculating about He Yang's true identity.

He Yang's appearance frightened the enemies of the Chu Sea, but it made the people of Gu Yue Sect excited.

When they looked at the familiar back, when they saw He Yang's arrival when they were in danger, a wave of sadness and tears gushed out.

He Yang suddenly turned around, revealing that familiar face, and everyone in the Gu Yue Sect finally cried with joy.

"Xu Shui!"

"Holy Lord!"

"In vain!"

"Little junior brother!"

I don't know who spoke first, everyone shouted He Yang's name, and they actually gathered towards He Yang at this moment.

What a wonderful sound, what a gracious calling.

He Yang's tears also fell gloomily, this is the deep friendship of loss and sadness, despair and hope.

"Little junior brother, it turns out that you are still alive, we all thought you were ......"

Xu Zitao separated the crowd, came to He Yang's side, hugged him tightly at once, screamed in pain, and patted He Yang's back from time to time to release his mood at this time.

He Yang also seemed very excited at this moment, and the joy of reunion after a long absence filled his heart......