Yunxiao stood alone in the garden, he was very sad, full of contradictions, and very melancholy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He wanted to vent, he slapped his palm the stone table, and the stone table made a muffled sound and fell to the ground in all directions. But this was not enough, and he slapped himself several times. He wants to be angry, he wants to be angry with himself, he wants to scream and go crazy. But he knew that howling in the inn in the middle of the night was not good, and he still had a little sense, so he could only sit gloomily on the stone chair. He didn't feel sleepy at all, it was still early before dawn, and Yunxiao sat on the stone chair thinking nonsense.

The universe is moving, the stars are shining, and the lonely night is changing. But the night was no longer quiet, but full of swords and slaughter.

There was a moving shout of killing from outside the inn, and Jin Ge danced wildly, screaming again and again, even if he was far away in the backyard, he could faintly hear it. He immediately got up and ran outside the inn, and when he arrived, he saw that many martial arts people had been startled in the inn. It's just that they didn't go out to watch, but peeped inside the store door and in the corridor.

Yunxiao came to a window, looked out, and saw a group of black-clothed people with bull head masks were killing around a few martial arts people, several martial arts people seemed to be all hanging colors, and the injuries were not light, but they still rushed left and right, without fear, but except for one or two people, the others did not seem to be the opponents of the group of black-clothed people.

Yunxiao saw that they were in danger, and he really had the urge to rush out to help them, and then he looked at these martial arts people in the inn, and everyone showed surprise on their faces, and even had a look of horror, as if they didn't mean to go out to help their fellow martial artists at all, but they just heard them talk to each other.

"Alas, the people of the Excalibur Gate are finished!"

Yunxiao paid a little attention, and sighed when he saw a middle-aged man in a blue shirt beside him.

"Who said no, who called them so unlucky, but they met the disciples of the Tongtian Sect. Another middle-aged man in gray was humane.

Yunxiao was taken aback, and it could be seen that the group of black-clothed people were the Tongtian Sect disciples in their mouths, and seeing that they were all strong in martial arts and ruthless in their moves, they were not in vain.

"You said that this Tongtian Sect is too bold, and you dare to do it under the nose of Shaolin Temple!" said the blue-shirted middle-aged man.

"Who is calling people powerful? I'm afraid this is declaring war on the Shaolin Temple!" said the gray-clothed middle-aged man.

"It's better for us to be small sects, we can't get into the eyes of the Heavenly Sect, look at these big sects, I'm afraid it's hard to protect!" said the blue-shirted middle-aged man, secretly rejoicing.

"After this Divine Sword Sect, I don't know which sect it should be turned to!" sighed the gray-clothed middle-aged man.

At this moment, he heard a sharp roar from one of the people in the battle, and saw him fly back more than a dozen steps, and with a swing of his long sword, he beheaded several black-clothed people besieging him to the ground. However, his sword did not hit them, but only slashed them down with his sword aura a few feet away.

"What a sword to kill Tiangang!" said the blue-shirted middle-aged man.

"The Ten Directions Sword God is really not in vain!" the gray-clothed middle-aged man also praised.

Yunxiao saw that this person's martial arts were not good, and he admired them, listened to their admiration and discussion, and wanted to find out, so he hurriedly asked: "Two uncles, this person is so powerful, may I ask who he is? Why is he called the Sword God of the Ten Directions?"

The two looked aside, and saw that it was a handsome boy, and he also returned the salute, and the blue-shirted middle-aged man said: "This person is Mu Longyuan, the head of the Divine Sword Sect, when the Tongtian Sect was rampant, he once fought the top ten masters of the Tongtian Sect with the strength of one person, and he also killed the bull head of the cow, but he retreated with his whole body, and since then he has won the reputation of the Ten Directions Sword God." ”

"Yes, he was only in his early twenties back then, and his skills had reached the realm of a top master. Swordsmanship makes him haunting, and his reputation can be said to be extremely prosperous, and now more than 20 years have passed, his skills should be even more peaking, and it is possible to pass the realm of peerless masters. But now that he is injured at the hands of these people of the Tongtian Sect, it can be seen that these people of the Tongtian Sect are not easy to mess with now!" added the gray-clothed middle-aged man.

Yunxiao nodded, and the gray-clothed middle-aged man said: "They chose to do it here, one is to declare war on Shaolin, and the other is afraid that they are here to find the Divine Sword Gate to avenge the killing of the head back then." The Excalibur Gate is finished this time, it's over!" he said that the two were finished, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

Yunxiao also sighed bitterly, he saw that the two sides were fighting more and more fiercely, and the black-clothed people who only spoke died seven or eight more, and there were only three or four people from the Divine Sword Sect left.

The black-clothed man's moves became more and more fierce, and the people of the Divine Sword Sect were all weaker and weaker except for Mu Longyuan, and the leader of the black-clothed man actually led more than a dozen masters to besiege Mu Longyuan.

Seeing that the defeat of the Excalibur Gate had been revealed, Yunxiao really wanted to rush out to help them, but he remembered the instructions in the book of the master in the painting not to make a move unless it was a martial arts master, so he stopped his impulse.

He searched for Cheng Zijin and Long Feikite in the crowd, but there were too many people and he couldn't find them for a long time, and Chu Qingyan didn't see them, thinking that he was hiding in the house and was sad.

"Uncle, everyone is in the same martial arts lineage, why don't you rush up and save them?" Yunxiao begged them, hoping that they could mobilize everyone.

But the two of them waved their hands again and again, and said, "No, no, no! Tongtian Sect these plague gods, everyone has no time to hide, who dares to take the initiative to provoke them, isn't that looking for death?"

Yunxiao shook his head in disappointment, he looked at these righteous martial arts people with swords and swords, they were able to watch from the wall, none of them helped, everyone was greedy for life and afraid of death, and Mingzhe protected his life so far, it can be seen that martial arts people are not really chivalrous and righteous, heroic and dry, and they do not fall into the cliché of selfishness.

Yunxiao just shook his head, just sighed, not knowing what to do at this moment. In all kinds of entanglements, I only heard: "The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect listen to the order, kill me fiercely, and we will have to pull a few more pads when we die!"

"Yes!"

Although there were only three or four people left, Mu Longyuan was still giving orders, and this was probably the last time he gave orders. Although there were only three or four of them, they answered extremely loudly, and they all spoke in unison, as if it were also the last cry.

With this sound, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect immediately changed their way of fighting, they only attacked but did not defend, obviously regardless of life and death. Less than a moment later, sure enough, more than a dozen men in black died, and they were already seriously injured and weakly leaning together. After a while, only Mu Longyuan was left struggling to support him, but he was caught in a bitter battle, more than a dozen black-clothed people took turns to fight him, he still had no timidity, the divine sword was wielded unably, and the sword aura was horizontal, which simply stunned everyone in the inn. But despite this, Yunxiao could see that he had gradually lost his strength and was unable to do so.

At this time, the battle was in full swing, but the black-clothed leader suddenly withdrew from the battle circle and stood there to stop and watch, and the remaining dozen or so people attacked Mu Longyuan. Everyone didn't know what he meant, but they said that he was tired and needed to rest for a while. But that's not the case, he stood there and didn't leave Mu Longyuan's body for a moment, just gathered momentum.

When he saw Mu Longyuan's body a little closer to him, he circled behind him at a ghostly speed, aiming at Mu Longyuan's vest with a palm. Mu Longyuan was extremely tired, no matter how fast he reacted, he couldn't move, he was slapped hard, and the blood in his mouth spurted wildly, and he was already seriously injured.

But the black-clothed man's moves did not slow down at all, and he still attacked fiercely, Mu Longyuan resisted desperately, but his movements were much slower.

"Kill!"

Those three or four disciples of the Divine Sword Sect were completely desperate as if they were going crazy, and they pounced on the dozen or so people besieging the head of the sect, the blood had already stained their whole bodies, and they wanted to devour the dozen or so people like red demons.

But after all, they are not demons, and they don't have demon-like skills, and they only have three or five moves to get started, and they are cut to pieces, and they are not human. In just a moment, only the last person in the Divine Sword Sect was Mu Longyuan.

Mu Longyuan swung the long sword in his hand vigorously, forcing everyone around him back, and then the long sword was inserted into the ground, supporting his body and standing still. He glanced at the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who had died, his expression was distorted, and he was in pain, and he looked at the group of ruthless black-clothed people again, gritting his teeth with hatred.

"Don't resist anymore, save some strength and live a little longer!"

The black-clad leader spoke, his voice very dark and unpleasant.

"If you have the courage, you will unmask you, show your true face, hide it, you can't be a hero!" Mu Longyuan said sharply.

"Then take your questions to the Netherworld to find the answer, hahahaha!"

The black-clothed leader laughed, and with a wave of his hand, all the black-clothed people attacked again, Mu Longyuan tried his best to support it, and his attack was aimed at the leader of the black-clothed people, as if he wanted to unmask this person and get a glimpse of what was going on, but in the end it was fruitless, the black-clothed leader was well defended, and his moves were ordinary but surprisingly powerful.

After a while, Mu Longyuan received another attack on his shoulder, and Mu Longyuan's posture was already swaying.

Everyone in the inn sighed, all of them said that Mu Longyuan was almost finished, and he always just talked about it, and no one dared to go out to help.

Yunxiao saw that he couldn't bear it, and seeing that Mu Longyuan was about to die, he had already shouted in his heart: "Make a move, don't care so much, life is precious, but don't violate your conscience!"