The red of the setting sun is like a mournful song about to fall, playing the last movement

Flames burned across the earth, and the smoke was clearly visible from afar.

The sight is full of burn marks and a wrinkled stench.

Vultures hovered in the sky, swooping down from time to time, picking up stumps and severed arms on the ground.

On land, blood stained the ground red, flags representing the tribe were dumped on the ground, and weapons were everywhere.

Trample!

Heavy footsteps were heard, and a man wearing a mask and dressed in black came to the center of the battlefield.

The deep eyes looked at the battlefield full of corpses, the ring ignited a golden flame, and with a wave of his palm, the golden flame turned into a fire dragon, devouring the corpse and devouring the entire battlefield.

The golden flames jumped in the masked man's deep eyes, and the masked man's voice was as calm as water

"May Jin Yan burn away your resentment and unwillingness, and illuminate the darkness ahead for you. ”

Tsk!

Vultures chirp angrily in the sky in protest that the Masked Man has destroyed their food.

The masked man's deep gaze was unmoved, and he turned and walked out into the distance.

Under the reflection of the flames, the back of the masked man was slightly heavy.

The two stones are opposite, forming a natural haven for a long time.

Flames leaped below, lighting up the space, and the masked man crossed his knees by the fire, staring at the leaping flames with a deep gaze.

The masked man raised his hand to remove the mask from his face, and a resolute face appeared under the mask.

Ye Xuan's gaze was unflat, as if it was difficult to be shaken, and today's flame was the sixth time since he came to the Yan tribe's territory.

In the past half a month, he has deeply experienced the horror of war, the land is red with blood, corpses are strewn all over the field, and vultures hover in the sky and never leave.

The smell of rotting corpses filled the air, and there were no people in a radius of several miles, only the ruins of the war.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan put on the mask given to him by Liguna, and under the mask, Ye Xuan turned his back on the warrior and chose to be a transcendent person, walking on several battlefields to purify the grievances of the dead.

During this time, he turned his back more and more away from the Wendihan tribe and went deep into the Wanyan tribe, but he didn't see Murong Zixuan and Liguna at all, and he didn't even see the corpse.

Ye Xuan looked at the flames in a daze, and muttered, "Where are you, dead or alive." ”

Suddenly, Ye Xuan's distracted eyes suddenly froze, and his body disappeared beside the fire.

And not far away, in the night, a centurion with nearly a hundred soldiers chased a strong young man.

The boy ran aimlessly in a panic.

The centurion had a lion on his face, his cruel eyes looked at the boy through the night, and he laughed and said, "Haha, run, keep running." ”

The boy heard the shouts behind him and ran even more desperately.

The faster the boy ran, the more excited the centurion was behind him, and he liked the feeling of chasing prey.

Gradually, the young man's speed slowed down, and the centurion looked disgusted, and deliberately said, "Stop him, waste, you can't run so far." ”

The centurion ordered, and the soldiers who followed him sped up, and a group of people stopped the young man, all of whom looked at him gloomily.

The boy looked frightened and tried to find a way out, but it was all in vain.

The crowd separated, and the centurion appeared in front of the young man, and Sen Ran said, "You are not quite able to escape, continue to escape, I thought you could escape." ”

"You mad fellows, Lord Guta won't spare you. The boy scolded angrily

"Lord Guta, hehe, where is he?" the centurion scoffed

"Lord Guta has always enjoyed a good reputation among the tribe, why didn't he show up when the Yan tribe was destroyed? The centurion scoffed

"You are not allowed to slander Lord Guta!" the young man retorted, trying to suppress the fear in his heart

"A teenager who was ruined by the ancient tower, sad and lamentable. The centurion scoffed

"Your Li clan has never participated in any battles, and I thought that you were devoted to the gods, and it turned out that you were such an anomaly. The centurion was amazed.

"But you're so much better than that girl of yours, and it's ridiculous that she believes in a man who has no origin, and calls him a warrior. The centurion continued

"You are not allowed to doubt Riguna!" the young man clasped his hands and glared at the centurion.

"Yo, the fish on the board, do you think it's just up to you what kind of wind and waves you can stir up, not to mention that the Li clan has never allowed cultivation, who are you pretending to be hard with?" the centurion smiled sarcastically.

"I'll fight with you!"

As he spoke, the boy rushed towards the centurion.

"Mayflies shake trees, don't measure themselves!"

The centurion's eyes were cold, and a burst of spiritual power rushed out, shaking the boy out a hundred meters away.

The boy lay on the ground with a dying face.

He hated, hated why he didn't cultivate, hated that he couldn't protect his sister.

The centurion came to the young man's side in a flash and said coldly

"Go to hell, where you might see your sister too. ”

After speaking, the spear in his hand wanted to stab the young man's body.

However, at this moment, a voice full of killing intent sounded.

Click!

The spear turned into powder and fell on the boy.

"Who is it?!"

The centurion glanced around, and the other soldiers were in a mess with weapons in hand.

The young man, who had already closed his eyes and was waiting for death, suddenly opened his eyes.

Swish!

The centurion felt a breeze blow, and the boy disappeared in front of him, appearing outside the crowd, and beside the boy stood a figure with his back to them.

"Who are you, dare to meddle with the affairs of our Tuoba tribe!" shouted the centurion

Ye Xuan tilted his head slightly, and sneered, "Tuoba Clan, is the Tuoba Clan amazing?"

"...... you?"

The centurion looked at Ye Xuan's back, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "You are not a barbarian. ”

"No, whatever. ”

Ye Xuan turned around and stared at the centurion with a pair of deep eyes.

"Surround them for me!" the centurion waved his hand.

The soldiers moved together and surrounded Ye Xuan and the boy.

"Whether you are or not, if you dare to take care of the affairs of the Tuoba clan, you will die!" said the centurion

"It seems that after passing through the gap with me just now, I will send you to see Hades!" Ye Xuan's eyes flashed with cold killing intent.

"Kill me!" the centurion shouted.

Kill!

Nearly a hundred soldiers with weapons in their hands were about to rush towards Ye Xuan.

"Be careful!" the boy reminded in a weak voice

"They're looking for death!" Ye Xuan said coldly

The footsteps suddenly stepped forward, and the spiritual power under his feet spread out, under the blank gaze of the young man and the centurion.

Nearly 100 soldiers froze in place, and then fell to the ground one by one, already lifeless.

At this moment, the centurion knew the gap between himself and the person in front of him.

"If you want me to die, you can live until I die. Ye Xuan sneered

Swish!

The body suddenly disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it was already behind the centurion, and the fingers were clasped around the centurion's throat.

The centurion's eyes were filled with horror.

Ye Xuandao: "Goodbye!"

Click!

The sound of broken bones rang out, and the centurion's head was loosened to the side.

Throwing this person away with one hand, Ye Xuan came to the young man's side, looked up and down, and asked, "Can you go?"

The boy endured the pain in his body, stood up with difficulty, and nodded "Yes!"

"Okay, come to me. ”

Ye Xuan said lightly, turned around and walked towards the original camp after speaking.

The young man looked at Ye Xuan's back, gritted his teeth and followed him into the distance.