Shen Mu laughed happily, confident that with this momentum, he would definitely be able to kill Shen Zhuoyu in one fell swoop.

Who knew that the palm strength dissipated, and it was not as he thought, a blood-red long sword was just like that under his palm, forming an insurmountable barrier, and the palm strength was so strong that it could no longer be lowered in the slightest.

Suddenly, black clouds gathered in the sky, a violent wind suddenly blew, and a thunderbolt sounded above the two of them, and the pale electric light reflected Shen Zhuoyusen's cold eyes.

"What?!" Shen Mu was shocked, Rao was used to seeing the wind and waves, and he was also frightened by that gaze, so he hurriedly withdrew at the moment, wanting to retreat.

The next moment, he clearly saw that the red light on the long sword skyrocketed, and the Dao blood lines flowed rapidly, and then turned into a thread. Seeing the situation, Shen Mu retreated, Shen Zhuoyu swung his sword and pounced, and the scene of Shen Yueting falling in a pool of blood suddenly appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but shout: "This sword, for Daddy!" He bit his lip tightly, and the bright red sword blade slashed out in the air.

At that moment, Shen Mu was a little dazed, he was used to hiding behind the guards, he was more afraid of death than anyone else. In my memory, it seems that it has been a long, long time, and I have not had a relationship with anyone's surname.

He had never faced Shen Zhuoyu alone, and even if he was in the woods, there were hundreds of riders standing in front of him.

And at this moment, what he is facing is Shen Zhuoyu who is in full condition, and even Shen Zhuoyu who is super powerful. And he, all his momentum was consumed as early as when that killing blow failed.

Boom Boom

The thunder became tighter and tighter, and loud noises rang out one after another in the canopy, and lightning tore through the sky, and bean-sized raindrops fell down, carrying the chill peculiar to early winter.

Shen Mu shuddered, not knowing whether it was cold or fear, he hurriedly slapped a palm, and there were nine points to take the defensive. But even so, when his palm touched the spine of the sword, it was still unexpected, just because the force on the spine of the sword was so great, it was like a monstrous wave, covering the sky, as if it wanted to swallow all the resistance in front of it!

Bang!

The energy dispersed the raindrops around him, and the arc-shaped mist scattered and rushed out.

Shen Mu snorted, his body flew back all the way, and his feet were paused again and again, every step he stepped on, he could enter the ground for an inch, even so, he still withdrew dozens of steps before he barely stopped castration. He shook his body and almost couldn't stand.

When Doctor Jia and Hu Buchuan saw this scene, they all stopped.

It's not that they don't want to help, it's just that Shen Zhuoyu has already said that he and the two of them don't interfere.

The two of them were still hesitating, but now when they saw the power of this sword, they were surprised and delighted, and they had no worries.

"Good boy, I actually learned the old man's swordsmanship!" Doctor Jia blurted out and sighed, he had a big battle with Wu Shuang, Wu Shuang's "Five Ways of Breaking Soldiers" He was very familiar with, Shen Zhuoyu's sword was one of the "Broken Soldiers".

He had personally experienced the power of breaking the five paths, and knew that the power of that sword was comparable to a thousand catties of boulders, and said in his heart: This kid used his demigod body to use this way of swordsmanship, and the power was in no way inferior to the old man's peak......

Shen Mu was shocked by this huge impact, and there was a fishy sweetness in his throat, and before he could catch his breath, he heard another angry shout that was close to thunder: "This sword is for my mother!"

Shen Mu raised his eyes and saw that the rain above his head suddenly stopped, and the blood-red blade cut several circles and slashed at him.

He didn't dare to greet him anymore, but he didn't care about his identity, and rolled on the spot, covered with dirty muddy water.

Shen Zhuoyu sneered, the snow hatred turned into a pick, the majestic strength did not decrease at all, and before Shen Mu could react, he was picked in the air.

Shen Zhuoyu followed and raised his head, the cracked night sky swept through thousands of white electricity, and the heavy rain poured down like a waterfall, and in the fog, he vaguely saw Chu Ming's sad eyes, and the roar of his mother in the dream sounded in his ears again-revenge! Revenge! At that moment, he resolutely jumped up and followed Shen Mu into the air.

Shen Mu was shocked and slapped a few palms indiscriminately. After all, his palm power is strong, even if he makes a hasty move, it is extraordinary, and a series of explosions sounded in the air.

He wanted to use this to force Shen Zhuoyu away, but Shen Zhuoyu didn't dodge or dodge, and let the palm hit him in the chest, and after a few muffled sounds, the corners of his mouth were already bleeding, but he didn't care, he still opened his mouth and shouted angrily: "This sword...... In order to pick up Xiao !!"

He held the sword in both hands, held it high above his head, and the beautiful memories flashed through his mind, and at that moment, he finally couldn't calm down anymore, and the tears flowed down his cheeks uncontrollably, and then he slashed the spine of the sword straight down with the momentum of opening the world.

A huge thunder rolled in, and the earth was as bright as day!

"Yu'er, I'm your uncle!" Under this sword that was like a heavenly punishment, Shen Mu's heart was broken, and he finally opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but unfortunately, Shen Zhuoyu's long sword was like lightning, once it was swung, how could it be withdrawn!? Shen Mu knew that he could not resist, and hurriedly crossed his hands to stop it.

Rumble!

Shen Mu screamed fiercely, falling rapidly like a meteor, his hands twisted strangely, and his muscles and bones were broken.

With a thud, it fell hard, splashing a huge amount of muddy water. For a while, he only felt that the sky was spinning, the eight directions were upside down, and the pouring rain was wrapped in a strong wind, which made him unable to open his eyes.

"This sword, for the sake of the royal sister-in-law!"

He heard the ruthless shouting above his head, knowing that the time of death was getting closer and closer, he gritted his teeth bitterly, trembling and getting up, but Shen Zhuoyu's speed was too fast, and the fourth sword had already been swung down!

Bang!!!

The spine of the sword smashed down, hitting Shen Mu's right shoulder, so that he didn't have time to stand up, and he was crushed to his knees by this huge momentum, with a crisp sound, and both knees were shattered!

Shen Zhuoyu's body did not fall, and with a turn in the air, the fifth sword followed, "This sword, for all the villagers who died unjustly—"

Shen Mu suffered another blow to his left shoulder, and the severe pain spread throughout his body, completely crushing his invincible backbone, his hideous face was full of unwillingness, and he kept shouting "stop" with that weak voice, but the wind and rain were heavy, except for himself, no one would hear it.

Shen Zhuoyu still did not stop, fixed in mid-air, every time he turned, he had to split a sword, a sword is faster than a sword, and a sword is stronger than a sword! It is the strongest one of the "Five Ways of Breaking Soldiers" -- the Endless Path of Soldiers!

With a roar one after another, there was no more complete flesh and blood around Shen Mu, and he was like a dead dog, getting shorter and shorter, shorter and shorter, until he was spread on the ground, silent.

Shen Zhuoyu still didn't stop, a heavy sword smashed down on his back, blood mixed with rain, splashed around, splashed on his face, and splashed in his heart.

The thunderstorm was about to subside, and the wind gradually stopped, but Shen Zhuoyu had no intention of stopping, he kept swinging his sword like iron, until he was exhausted, his true qi was about to be exhausted, and even the roar in his mouth was gradually hoarse.

Hu Buchuan couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he rushed up and hugged him.

Shen Zhuoyu struggled desperately, Hu Buchuan was helpless, so he had to hold up his true anger and shouted in his ear: "Enough! Enough! He's dead!!"

Word by word poured into the internal force, Shen Zhuoyu listened to it, and the Lingtai was clear, and finally calmed down.

Hu Buchuan slowly loosened his restraints, seeing that Shen Zhuoyu's eyes were empty, and he no longer had the same anger as before, knowing that his heart was like ashes, he couldn't help but sigh.

Shen Zhuoyu muttered, "He's dead...... He's dead...... He's dead...... "He finally glanced at Shen Mu, slowly turned around, walked in front of the mountain of corpses that had been extinguished by heavy rain, and suddenly knelt down.

He didn't say a word, and quietly kowtowed.

As soon as the blood feud ended, all the past was empty in a blink of an eye, the charred beams were still standing on their own, and a few crows stopped on it, wah-wow-wow. Shen Zhuoyu stumbled, tears flowed down like a bank, and his mouth repeatedly called his father, mother, and Cai Xiao, ten fingers like steel vertebrae, deeply rooted in the soil.

His heart was filled with hatred, and later, he added a deep affection, and now, the hatred has been avenged, the affection is difficult to chase, when everything is hollowed out, what else is left in his heart?

Doctor Jia and Hu Buchuan stood far away, looking at his lonely back, their hearts inexplicably sour.

"This child's life is too bitter, God treats him unfairly...... Doctor Jia sighed, and he was speechless.

Doctor Jia sighed, but also thought about the things beside him, Shen Mu would die because he was arrogant, because he despised the enemy. However, he does have a reason to underestimate the enemy, who would have thought that a young man who was not as weak as the crown could stoned to death a master who had been famous for many years.

"If this son can survive this catastrophe, his future achievements will be ......limitless," Doctor Jia sighed in his heart, but he didn't know that the original hatred was forged by Shen Zhuoyu's blood. When Shen Zhuoyu holds the snow hatred, his hatred will make the snow hatred even stronger. And this kind of snow hatred will also make Shen Zhuoyu stronger.

Snow hatred is a sword of hatred. And the sword of hatred is a double-edged sword, and when it hurts others, it will also hurt itself.

Shen Zhuoyu hadn't said a word since then, he knelt alone in the mud and didn't get up all night.

Hu Buchuan persuaded for a long time, but he turned a deaf ear. Hu Buchuan wanted to continue to persuade, but was stopped by Doctor Jia, in his opinion, at this time, no one could help him except himself.

The two didn't say more, picked up the remains of the villagers, built a big grave on the spot, and erected a monument, but they didn't know what to write on the monument.

Shen Zhuoyu couldn't kneel for a long time, so the two of them accompanied him, until the next morning, when the two were drowsy, they suddenly saw Shen Zhuoyu staggering to his feet, without saying a word, and headed north.

Hu Buchuan just wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Doctor Jia.

Hu Buchuan was puzzled: "Master, Brother Ayu is like this now, what if something happens......

"Don't worry...... If he wanted to find a short-term view, he would have done it a long time ago, and now he needs time. ”

Hu Buchuan frowned, "Time?"

Doctor Jia smiled bitterly and said softly: "Only time can dilute everything......"

Hu Buwen said this, and nodded suddenly.

The two looked at it from afar, and Shen Zhuoyu faltered, farther and farther, and disappeared into the boundless rice field.

Hu Buchuan turned around at this time, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke: "Master, if you still want to practice medicine in seclusion, let the apprentice stay by your side and accompany you all the time." ”

Divine Doctor Jia's eyes were stunned, and he was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Don't pass it on...... What happened back then was that Lao Tzu couldn't stand you...... Lao Tzu has always refused to see you, just because Lao Tzu has harmed your life, and it is really shameless to say goodbye......"

Hu Buwen was stunned for a moment, and said movingly: "Master...... You already knew?"

Divine Doctor Jia nodded slightly, "If you think about it afterwards, you can often see the truth." ”

Hu Buchuan knew that his master had already forgiven him, and he couldn't suppress his joy for a while, and smiled happily like a child, with two tears of joy hanging from the corners of his eyes.

When Doctor Jia saw it, he also laughed.

The two looked at each other, and the twenty-year dead knot was just like that.

Divine Doctor Jia suddenly turned his neck to the sky, squinted at the cloudy sky, and said slowly: "It's just that right now, I'm afraid we can't hide anymore......"

Hu Buchuan looked puzzled, but listened to Doctor Jia's words: "I think you have also discovered that the Manichaeans in the world have begun to move, and the ambition that has been sealed for thousands of years is probably ......coming back again" (to be continued.) )