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But...... This jade cold stone, which was able to bring peace of mind to the disciples of the sword in the past, was only surprised in Meng Lie's eyes at this moment.

The jade cold stone was unharmed, but there was not a single sword disciple guarding the gate in front of the door.

Meng Lie deeply understood that no matter what life-and-death meetings were held in the village, there would never be no one to stand guard in front of this door.

However, along the way, they had almost entered the core area of the Sword Villa, but they still did not encounter anyone, such a strange thing made Meng Lie's heart contract fiercely.

There's something big!

"You wait outside the door first, I'll go in and have a look!"

He turned around and ordered the rest of the Sword Overlord disciples with uneasy expressions on their faces, and then turned around......

His eyes were already wide with rage, and after a strong sense of uneasiness made him command, he stepped on his body and rushed towards the door quickly.

As soon as he stepped into the door, from the shadow wall made of jade cold stone, Meng Lie felt no longer cold tranquility, but ...... Endless heart palpitations!

The figure circled around and passed through the side of the shadow wall, and the scene of entering made his eyes suddenly split, and his body shook, and he almost fell to the ground.

The stump and broken arm were paved layer after layer on the huge square in the front yard of the sword!

Meng Lie only felt that his feet were muddy, and it took him a lot of effort to stabilize his body.

Looking down, it turned out that the ground in the front yard had already been soaked like a swamp with endless filthy blood!

His heart was filled with infinite grief and indignation, how much blood did he have to shed to turn the ground into a swamp?

Enduring the anger that almost wanted to go crazy, he looked at it, and in the purgatory-like situation, in the middle of the square in the front yard, there was a figure half squatting on the ground.

This figure was covered in blood, and his head was lowered, so that Meng Lie could not see his face clearly, but although his face was not clear, Meng Lie could see that in the right hand of this blood-colored figure, there was a sword.

That's a ...... Blood Sword!

Blood Sword?

Meng Lie was suddenly at a loss, wasn't the Blood Draining Sword taken away by Jian Chen that day?

Could it be that this half-crouched man ...... Is it Jian Chen?!

With suspicion and grief, Meng Lie held his sword in his hand, stared at the blood shadow with red eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Who are you, I dominate Sword Villa...... What's going on?!"

A breeze filled with strong bloody meaning swept through the square, and the bloody whiskers fluttered slowly.

So, in the wind, the blood shadow raised its head.

It's not Jian Chen!

This was Meng Lie's first reaction, and the second was doubt, this person ...... He hadn't seen it.

This is a middle-aged man with a full beard and a gentle smile on his face.

"Won't you see what's going on?"

The middle-aged man's face was bloody, I don't know if it was someone else's blood or his own blood, his body did not move, he only raised his head, and grinned at Meng Lie, even his teeth were full of blood.

"Who ......are you, who are you, and why are you in my Sword Villa?"

Even with Meng Lie's violent temper, facing the bloody and gentle smile of this middle-aged man, he couldn't help but feel furious in his heart.

"It doesn't matter who I am. ”

The middle-aged man slowly stood up, and the blood-red long sword in his hand hissed, and slowly pulled up from the depths of the ground with his movements.

The full picture of this blood-red long sword was finally seen by Meng Lie, which made him take a big step back.

It's not that he wants to retreat, but ...... The sudden cold killing intent on this sword made him have to retreat.

Drain blood!

Meng Lie's mind was full of these two words at the moment, this sword, whether it was from the quaint style or the feeling coming from the sword, was no different from the blood that had bloomed in this square a few months ago.

"How do you have a Bloody Sword?!"

Frightened, Meng Lie rushed to ask.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, looking extremely unhappy with Meng Lie's performance, and snorted: "You have a lot of words, obviously, I should ask you." ”

For some reason, the middle-aged man only frowned slightly, but in Meng Lie's eyes, it seemed that something in his heart was shattered, and suddenly, an endless chill enveloped him deeply.

Almost subconsciously, he stammered and asked, "You, you...... You have to ask...... What?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I want to ask...... Where is the three owners of your Sword Villa, Meng Hanran, who is also one of the Three Heroes of Sword Tyrant, at this moment?"

"Three owners?"

Meng Lie was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the middle-aged man to ask such a question, he couldn't help but glance at the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, and said in horror: "I just came back from outside, how do I know the whereabouts of the three village masters." ”

The middle-aged man tilted his head, thought about it, and said, "You say that, it's right." ”

sighed again and said, "It's a pity, I killed all the people surnamed Meng in Bajian Villa, but I escaped with one Meng Hanran." ”

This words were like a thunderbolt that hit Meng Lie three steps back, and his eyes almost wanted to drip blood, and he roared: "You, what did you say?

His gaze was extremely reluctant, and he had to carefully sweep through the sea of corpses composed of all the disciples of the Overlord Sword, and he was extremely afraid to find those familiar faces among them.

"Oh, are you looking for him?"

Meng Lie's movements fell in the eyes of the middle-aged man, he chuckled, half-squatted down again, grabbed the palm of his hand, and when he stood up again, he was already carrying a bloody head, and deliberately turned the face of this head, facing Meng Lie.

When Meng Lie saw it, the sky suddenly turned, even if he died, the head still had shock and anger, looking at his face, it was not Meng Haoran, the new owner of Bajian Villa, who was it?

Seeing this familiar face, the trace of luck that Meng Lie had been holding on to in his heart finally collapsed.

Originally, when he saw that there was only one middle-aged man in this square, he still fantasized in his heart, this is just this one, how could he slaughter him up and down the Sword Villa?

When his gaze swept obliquely, all he saw were the low-level disciples of the Bajian Villa, and he had always held the idea that the owner of the village and the others had already transferred.

However, at this moment, Meng Haoran's head was placed in front of him like this!

The last trace of luck in Meng Lie's heart had also been disillusioned, and he had lost his mind in an instant after being loyal to the Sword Villa all his life.

Fierce sword, full of rage!

Boom boom boom!

Meng Lie's body was empty, and he leaped up from the ground where countless blood and flesh gathered, and pointed forward with his angry sword, and there were continuous violent explosions on the sword body, attacking the middle-aged man with great might.

"Alas...... What are you anxious about? ”

The middle-aged man sighed, and waved the blood sword in his hand seemingly casually and weakly.