The surging waves leave fleeting water marks on the gentle, soft sand, wave after wave, one after another, and never get tired of it.

As far as the eye can see, the lake water transpires and changes its blue color due to the sunlight. There is the brighter light blue under the waves, the grayish blue that is darker on the backlit side, the sapphire blue that feels slightly darker near the shore, and the white powder blue that touches the sky...... Together, these dreamy swaying blues form a very serene, wordless sadness, and this sad hue is reflected in the other three vivid colors on the rocks by the lake.

A touch of white, a touch of red, a touch of black.

Bai is the old man Zhang Bo in white, he is sitting with a tree cane, with low eyebrows, and his long silver-white beard is blowing in the wind.

Beside him, Yang Ruoqing, a girl in red, was hugging her knees, listening to Yang Ao, who was dressed in a dark robe, telling the story that had just happened in a sad tone like a blue lake.

A life-or-death, thrilling story.

“...... I saw the sound of horses' hooves and the dust flying in front of me, and I knew that the pursuers of the city lord's mansion had arrived. It just so happened that there was a narrow pass over there, and a winding sandwich road behind it was used as an ambush...... However, at first, the old foxes did not take the bait, and sent four people to explore the way first...... Hmph, it's also a coincidence, those four guys are the executioners who rebelled against the dart game with Li Yuan......"

"How many of them are there?" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but worry and interjected.

"I can't count clearly, but it won't be less, and the mountain road is so crowded that you can't see the end at a glance. ”

"Huh, there are so many people, how can you beat it!"

"Hehe, it is said that against so many people, I will definitely not be able to stop it by myself. However, there was a pass where an ambush could be set up, and it happened to meet the pursuers at that time and place. really responded to that sentence, called 'it is better to come early than to come smart', and there is also a saying called 'the right time and place are right'...... It can be regarded as God bless me Yang Men!" Speaking of this, as if trying to calm the turbulent emotions in his heart, Yang Ao paused slightly, and sighed with great emotion, "Perhaps, everything is providential......

"What? providence?"

"Hmm, do you remember the stone cave before?" Yang Ao's face became gloomy like iron, "There is a mysterious primordial god from the demon realm locked there, who locked it and why, it is not clear now." Listening to himself, he originally had the highest level of sword and demon glory in the demon world, but later his body was destroyed, the primordial god was sealed, and he needed to borrow someone else's underworld boat to escape. I didn't believe these gods at first, but later I learned that the Hellboat was indeed powerful......"

Yang Ruoqing thought of the terrifying adventure in the stone cave, and didn't dare to say any more, so she listened to Yang Ao continue: "The Hell's Boat and the Takeaway are both similar and different. Just by looking at the name, you can tell that he just thinks of me as a ship, and his primordial spirit is hidden in a certain cabin, and it is not in harmony with my god. It's just that in some specific circumstances, such as when I ambushed the four executioners at the pass, he would come out on his own, make a sharp killing move, and then hide like a loach and don't know where to hide......" Here Yang Ao stopped again, and said in an indifferent tone, "And before that, that is, in the early hours of this morning, the primordial god of the Sword Emperor of the Divine Realm Heavenly Clan had also borrowed my body......"

"What! You mean, you have already?" Zhang Bo was taken aback when he heard this, and thought of the legendary resurrection of the corpse, and couldn't help but interject with cloudy eyes.

"Not bad. But Uncle Zhang, you don't have to be afraid. In fact, last night I was plotted by Li Yuan's traitor, and I was killed together with my fellow dart master and mates, and I had already died in the suburbs. It should also be a coincidence and fate, there happened to be a Heavenly Sword Emperor, his primordial god, borrowed my body to return the soul and let me come back to life...... However, I later went to the City Lord's Mansion to save my little sister, and with the help of the ability of the Heavenly Clan's Yuan God, I used some secret methods of the God Realm, but instead accelerated the consumption of the divine breath that had just been restored. Especially after starting from the Laojun Cave Kenshin Villa, it became more and more unsupportable. Until I met the cave and made a deal with him. ”

"He, the sword...... Sword Demon?"

"Yes. He helped me get revenge, and I helped him become a demon...... Ever since I made his Soul Boat, my divine breath has not only recovered quickly, but it has also become stronger and stronger, so strong that it is almost beyond my control, and there is always an urge to kill!"

"Oh, that's a demonic path!"

"Hmph!" Yang Ao had a cold breath in his nose, and his face was gloomy, "Fortunately...... There was already the primordial spirit of the Heavenly Sword Emperor in his body, and whenever that bloodthirsty thought came up, there would be a heat rising from the dantian and silently dissolving it...... But that process, but ......" At this point, he simply stopped, took a deep breath, as if he was very struggling, and his face became gray as dirt, and even more ugly.

"Brother, are you okay?" Yang Ruoqing realized that something was wrong.

Several beads of sweat were already oozing from his sideburns, and Yang Ao trembled his crimson lips, trying to maintain a calm and calm tone, intending to continue: "But that-"

Before the words fell, I saw him suddenly bend down in pain, wow, and spit out a mouthful of dirty blood!

This sudden change made the old and young blurt out exclaimed, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

And then what jumped into my eyes was an even more spooky picture!

Yang Ao suddenly raised his neck back almost to the limit, and several earthworm-like green tendons quickly burst out on it!

The pair of Danfeng beautiful eyes instantly turned red, his face turned pale, his lips were purple, and a pair of sword eyebrows flew up, but they looked like two big centipedes with their heads and feet open!

Thanks to Uncle Zhang, he still had some insight, and when he saw this, he hurriedly dragged the stunned Yang Ruoqing back.

In the face of this strange mutation, the only thing you can do is to stay away as soon as possible.

Perhaps, just half a step will kill you!

Yang Ao, who suddenly changed his painting style and had a hideous face, raised his arms high, turned his fingers into claws, and raised his head to the sky and let out a tiger-like roar. The long hair that was originally tied up was also like an exploding fluffy grass, which was rushed up by an invisible wave of air, and the roots stood on end, whirring and flying!

What is even more terrifying is that the tranquil lake water seems to have been summoned by the devil at this moment, and instantly becomes turbid, like half a cup of pure milk mixed with thick black ink, and then stirred with a stick. The foaming waves, with the help of the rapidly forming whirlwind, rushed to slap on the rocks on the shore, and suddenly shattered into thousands of salty marbles, which made people faintly painful.

Everything came so suddenly, without warning.

Just now, he was a gentle and handsome young man, but in the blink of an eye, he turned into a hellish demon, what the hell is going on?!

At the same time as the painting style by the lake changed abruptly and the wind and clouds were surging, Zhang Bo had already fled to the cedar forest with Yang Ruoqing. The incident happened suddenly, and there was no room for a half-point difference, so the pot stove supported by the lake could not be taken seriously. Looking at the three mounts in the forest, they were still grazing leisurely, but they were also restless at the moment. In particular, the Xuanxue horse, shaking its head and neighing, desperately trying to break free from the reins tied to the trunk.

Looking at it from a distance, Yang Aoxuan's clothes were swaying, and the hat had already flown to the side. He opened his arms and looked towards the surface of the lake that had been stirred into a pot of porridge, and his mouth seemed to shout and shout, but the sound was swallowed up by the whirlwind and droplets around him, big and small, intermittent, and he could only vaguely hear a few incomplete words, like a mantra, and wanted to say nonsense...... The old and young here were trying to ponder these words with their personal understanding, but they listened to the sword qi one after another.

Looking up, I don't know when, Yang Ao had already pulled out the Xuanhei Broken Sword and danced in the slaughtering atmosphere by the lake!

Not to mention that the distance between here and the lake is only ten or twenty paces, and it is very susceptible to the impact of strong sword qi, let's just say that if that kid rushes over directly, who can stop it?!

So now Uncle Zhang is more anxious than ever, while looking at Yang Ao who is dancing with a sword by the lake, while searching for a way to deal with it in his mind. But after watching it for a while, he suddenly felt even more strange and more terrifying, because Yang Ao seemed to have become three people at the same time!

Obviously, the first one is his original self, that is, the young owner of the Zhiyuan Dart Bureau who just sat on the same rock and told the story of killing the enemy and retiring from the army, Yang Ao.

The second is the appearance of the demonic attack now, unkempt, white-faced, red-eyed, purple-lipped, and a character of a hellish devil, which should be the so-called sword demon who tempted Yang Ao to be his underworld.

The third is the man who dances the sword. Although Uncle Zhang does not know martial arts, he has been an attendant in the Yang family for decades, and he is often familiar with the way of learning swords, so he knows a little bit about it. Based on the posture, movements, and charm of the current sword dance, it can be concluded that this group of swordsmanship is definitely not from the Yang family, and the moves all have the immortal wind Dao bones and the noble aura of the upper realm, it should be the Divine Realm Sword Emperor mentioned by the Shaodong family!