The god will be bleeding, staggering, staggering, turning his head to look at the bloody footprints behind him, and the god will be as pale as paper.

"Ho Ho ......"

The god opened his mouth to speak, but he could not speak, and there was a small hole in his throat, which was slowly dripping blood.

The child supported the ground with his hands, struggled for a long time, and still couldn't stand up, only the sound of bones crunching, and the severe pain made the child's facial features spasm and twist, which was very terrifying.

Under the night moon, the two figures gradually approached, and the last ray of light condensed between the chest and abdomen, like a candle in the wind, as fragile as his life at the moment.

Suddenly, above the night sky, a meteor streaked by, and the dazzling light flashed and disappeared, dazzling and difficult to see. The god will turn his head to dodge, and in a flash, there will be an additional figure in the field.

I saw that the figure was tall and majestic, with slender limbs, a strong physique, and a mottled breath, which seemed to be no different from ordinary people. But this figure can appear in the field silently, coming and going without a trace, God does not know, the ghost does not know, God will only feel as if he is facing a great enemy, so he does not say a word, and he is very respectful.

The figure looked around, his brow furrowed, as if surprised.

"It's so sharp, it's sharp and piercing, just by sweeping my eyes, the remaining sword intent in this time stabbed my sword heart cold, like a needle prick. ”

The figure walked into the moonlight, and both the god and the boy saw the figure clearly. I saw that this figure was dressed plainly, wearing a simple and plain white scholar's shirt, and he looked like a middle-aged scholar. However, his body is tall, his waist and back are as straight as a sword, and his body has a noble and awe-sturden aura between the slight movements, which is far from what ordinary people can have.

Looking at its facial features, its eyes are also like cold cicadas, eyebrows are like long rivers, and the bridge of the nose is straight like a mountain ridge, which is extremely handsome and elegant. Just look closely, you can see that it is difficult to hide the traces of time, the long hair is fluttering and gray is faintly gray, and the facial features are delicate but slightly old, but this also makes the facial features slightly softer and looks a little approachable.

The middle-aged scholar looked at the young boy who had collapsed to the ground, his eyes flashed, and he was immediately overjoyed, "Born with a sword! Little friend, would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

The childish boy turned a deaf ear, just stared at the god general in the distance, and did not say a word.

The middle-aged scholar was stunned, and then he focused his attention on the god general in the distance. At first glance, it was a surprise.

"Demon!?"

"No, it's not a demon. Magic is not weak. But you have demonic energy dormant in you, what are you?"

The middle-aged scholar noticed at a glance the inhuman fangs of God. I saw that his facial features were as delicate as ordinary people, only the fangs were exposed, hideous and terrifying, exuding a faint cold light, which formed a strong contrast with his delicate face, and it was even more vicious.

The god will stand still at this time, not daring to make the slightest movement, he can sense that the realm of the scholar-like middle-aged man in front of him is far above him, like an abyss and a sea, unfathomable.

"To answer my question, what are you?"

"Ho-ho"

“......”

At this moment, the god general was quite glad that his throat was perforated and he couldn't speak, otherwise he was really worried that he would be forced to say something that should not be said or unspoken in front of this middle-aged scholar with unfathomable strength.

Seeing that he couldn't get an answer, the middle-aged scholar lost his patience, turned around and stopped paying attention, just waved his hand, and there was no fluctuation of vitality, but the fanged head of the god general rolled to the ground, and his soul returned to the nine shadows.

The god had no expression on his face, and before he could react, he died, not even having time to show a frightened expression.

The child's breath stagnated, and it seemed unbelievable that the Heavenly Gate God General had died like this.

"Do you know the details of his origins, what's going on here?" the middle-aged man who looked like a broken scholar squatted in front of the child and asked softly.

"You're amazing, so who are you, and why are you here?"

The childish boy not only did not answer his question, but asked about his origin, and the middle-aged scholar was slightly stunned, and a faint smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"Just now I was watching the stars and admiring the moon on a mountain in the distance, and suddenly a burst of sword aura rose into the sky, breathtaking, I felt it from afar, so I came to find out. As for my name, you can call me Jian Xuan, but of course if you want, it's better to call me master. ”

"Jian Xuan, master, you want to accept me as a disciple?"

"Yes, you have a special physique, you are a natural sword that is rare for thousands of years, a sword bone essence, accompanied by innate sword qi, it is also a talisman and a tempering, you have the assets of a heavenly sword, if you embark on the road of cultivation, you will definitely become the head of thousands of sword cultivation in Shenzhou, and the sword will shock the world!"

The child was silent. The scholar called himself Jian Xuan, but he did not rush to be impatient, and quietly waited for the child's reply.

"That person is from the Heavenly Gate, claiming to be the Heavenly Gate Divine General, and on the orders of the Heavenly Gate Divine Lord, he slaughtered my Yunmo Villa. The childish boy did not give an answer, but instead answered Jian Xuan's previous question.

"The Gate of Heaven! Jian Xuan seemed to be a little surprised, recalling the Heavenly Gate Divine General who had just bared his fangs and looked like a human and a demon, his brows were furrowed, and he was stirred.

"You want to take me as an apprentice, how do you compare to the Lord of the Heavenly Gate?"

"This ...... The Lord of Heaven's Gate, God Mighty Shenzhou, is the only surviving peerless master of the Dao Yan realm in Shenzhou, and I am far from it. Jian Xuan's body stiffened slightly, and he heard the determination of the childish child to take revenge, but the Lord of the Heavenly Gate was so famous that a five-year-old child could speak lightly of revenge.

The child is only five years old, it is the childhood time of fun, and now he suddenly encounters this tragedy, and he will be immersed in the monstrous blood waves for the rest of his life, but at this moment on that childish face, it is full of calm and indifference.

Jian Xuan mourned in his heart, sighed secretly, and then comforted: "I know what you want to say, although I am not as good as the Lord of the Heavenly Gate, but with your talent, under my teaching, given time, it is not impossible for you to break through the barriers of the Daoyan Realm, declare war and take revenge on the Lord of the Heavenly Gate!"

The childish boy raised his head and glanced at Jian Xuan carefully, and didn't say anything, although he was a child, he was also exquisite, how could he not hear the comfort in these words, he couldn't take it seriously.

"Well, you can think about the apprenticeship first, and you don't need to rush to give me an answer. Now, you can leave with me, this is no longer a safe place, you can't survive alone in the mountains of the Southern Regions. If you want to take revenge, you have to get out of here alive, out of the sphere of influence of the Heavenly Gate. ”

The boy bowed his head and was silent, nodding imperceptibly.

Jian Xuan helped the child up and gently touched his little head to show comfort. The immature boy did not resist, and there was no sword qi to protect him, and it seemed that the accompanying innate sword qi had all dissipated under the explosion of the divine general's law phase.

The young boy looked around, although this place had been completely unrecognizable, the low mountain had become a deep pit, and everything in the previous Yunmo Villa had disappeared, he still looked carefully, and wanted to engrave everything here in his mind, in the depths of his memory, and never forget.

Jian Xuan took the child's hand, and suddenly a clear sword roar sounded, and the stars were shining in the far distance above the night sky, and the starlight fell like a rain of flowers, turning into a brilliant flying sword in front of Jian Xuan, and the whole body was crystal clear, as if it was cast by starlight. Jian Xuan took the childish imperial envoy Starlight Flying Sword, turned into a sword light and rose into the sky, like a meteor chasing the moon, and in an instant, he was already a hundred miles away.

Under the stars and moon, the flying sword swirled back and forth, and gradually disappeared into the sky. Above the flying sword, the last conversation between the two sounded, drowned in the sound of the wind.

"By the way, you haven't told me your name yet. ”

"Yun Ziyuan. ”

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Although Yunmo Villa is deep in the reckless mountains in the southern region of Shenzhou, Yun Xingqiu, the owner of Yunmo Villa, often entered the WTO in his early years to fight for righteousness, helping the poor and helping the poor, and the name of benevolence of Yunmo Villa is quite praised in the righteous forces of Shenzhou, and Yun Xingqiu himself has also made a group of close friends in the righteous forces.

Therefore, when the tragedy of Yunmo Villa was discovered by visiting friends and spread the word, the righteous forces in Shenzhou, led by Xinghailou and Zhaotiancheng, were all very sad and angry. All of a sudden, the righteous way of China was angry, and the storm was coming.

It's just that soon, when the murderer of Yunmo Villa was suspected, or confirmed to Tianmen, Shenzhou suddenly stopped and the rain stopped, and it was peaceful and peaceful. Although Tianmen did not make any threatening or warning actions or words to the Shenzhou Zhengdao regarding the destruction of Yunmo Villa, except for a very small number of people who had a bad relationship with Yun Xingqiu, or who were as evil as hatred, they were all silent at this moment, shaking their heads and sighing.

The power of the gate of heaven can be seen.

But in fact, Tianmen itself was also extremely angry at this moment, and all the people sent to Yunmo Villa were all wiped out, and even one of the twelve divine generals of Tianmen died silently, except for the traces of the previous battle, the fatal blow suffered by the divine generals could not find the slightest trace of the shot, and the vitality of heaven and earth was calm and did not make ripples. And God landed on the head, but it was like a ripe melon, naturally.

People of Heaven, how can you not be shocked!