Chapter Eighty-Four: A Generation of Sword Masters

"Boom-"

"Boom—"

Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and it didn't take long for it to rain heavily.

The heavy rain fell, and the entire city of Guangzhou seemed to have lost its life all at once, and was shrouded in silence.

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In front of the Governor's Palace, it was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and a thick air of death filled the entire street. The people and traders just now had already left this place, and only the spies of various forces were still lingering nearby, and some even sneaked into the mansion quietly. After all, the Governor's Mansion on the side of the power was baptized in blood, which was a great event, and if anyone missed such information, then there would be no need for such an intelligence organization to exist.

In the heavy rain, the two figures moved slowly one after the other, stopping in the dark corner of the wall.

"Head...... Chief, there are so many dead people out there, at least four or five hundred! Oh my God, this is the first time I've seen so many dead people in my life! I can't believe that it was done by one person...... There are so many people, even if I stand and let me kill, I'm afraid I will be exhausted to death. ”

A young man in a short suit leaned against the wall, soothing his chest in shock.

"I didn't see the little cub!"

The man who was called "Boss" was a man with a beard on his face, and he forcibly endured the fear in his heart, and tried to make a disdainful expression and said: "What is this dead man, you have never seen a real mountain of corpses and a sea of blood! What's more, in front of a real master, no matter how many people there are, it is just a bunch of useless decorations." ”

"That's what the boss said. ”

The young man nodded teachably, and then said weakly, "That'...... Shall we go in and find out?"

"No way!"

The scumbag replied: "The people inside are all masters, if we get too close, maybe we will be affected." Moreover, the Iron Guard General has already led a large army to surround the Governor's Palace, both inside and out, and before we can get closer, I am afraid that we will be killed by the crossbowmen with their swords. ”

"And what are we going to do now?" said the young man, a little discouraged, "and now we don't know what's going on inside, and it doesn't take much credit for this bit of news to get back in." ”

"Bang!"

The scumbag man gave the other party a violent shudder and said: "Little cub, what are you anxious about? We have no news, can other people have news? You remember to Lao Tzu that we must be patient and persevering in our business." Saving your life is the first, intelligence is the second, if your life is gone, even if you have good information, you won't be able to pass it on. ”

"Oh. ”

The young man rubbed his head and muttered in a low voice, "If you are afraid of death, you are afraid of death...... What kind of rich is the one who is also talking about. ”

The scumbag raised his eyebrows and said softly, "Little cub, what are you muttering?"

"I didn't ...... It's nothing, I said that the boss is very experienced, and he is really my eternal role model!"

"Hmph, of course! When Lao Tzu did this, you didn't ...... Huh!"

After a pause, the scumbag man's face was solemn: "Something is wrong with the situation......

"What's wrong?"

The young man looked around nervously, but found nothing.

The scumbag frowned, and scolded angrily: "Idiot! I tell you to pay more attention to your observations, don't you see that the soldiers on the periphery are pouring in little by little." ”

The young man sweated on his forehead and said, "It seems like this, but ...... But what's wrong with that?"

"Stupid stupid!"

Another violent smash fell, and the scumbag man said: "There is only one such phenomenon, which means that there are soldiers dying inside, so the soldiers on the periphery will rush forward little by little." ”

"If you're dead, you're dead......"

The young man's voice paused, as if he thought of something, and his lips trembled: "Head...... Boss, you mean ......?"

The scumbag man sniffed his nose and said with a deep face: "It's such a heavy smell of blood, I'm afraid there are no less than a thousand people dead!"

"Thousand ...... A thousand!?"

The young man's head was a little frightened! It was hard for him to imagine what it would be like to have thousands of corpses lying around him.

The scumbag man's face was solemn, because this situation reminded him of an incident and a person many years ago...... If you calculate the time, it should have been ten years ago, when I had just made my debut.

"Chief, what are we going to do now?"

The young man bit the tip of his tongue, trying to restrain the fear in his heart.

The scumbag looked at the black pressure in the house, and said after a moment: "We can't control this matter, let's pass the news to the people above and let them send a master to deal with it." ”

"Yes!"

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When the two of them left, another person appeared on the wall.

This person was dressed in black, with a black mask on his face, and his slightly cloudy eyes were full of vicissitudes and melancholy, which were immediately replaced by sharp eyes.

Suddenly, he looked up at the sky, and let the rain fall on his mask without doing anything. No one knows what the people under that mysterious mask are thinking.

After a few moments, he withdrew his gaze and disappeared in place.

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At this time, the governor's palace was filled with a strong and pungent smell of blood.

A steady stream of soldiers poured into the inner courtyard, leaving it in ruins.

Knives dance wildly, arrows rain all over the sky!

There is no order at all in the chaotic scene, only killing and death!

In the center of the field, Yue Fan held the fish intestine sword in his hand, waving it endlessly...... Every action, every moment, is like the most beautiful and terrifying "note" in heaven and earth, the "note" that kills only for the sake of killing, combined into a piece of death music!

When a man falls, a man rushes over...... And then fall, and rush again......

The strength of life, strong as a rock, unyielding, unafraid.

The fragility of life, fragile as glass, crystal clear, and shattered at the touch of a touch.

Yue Fan dragged his heavy steps and walked forward step by step...... With each step he takes, he takes away one life after another and attachments. However, his steps did not stop, and every step was always so firm!

"Kill—"

Maybe it's the end of fear, maybe it's the explosion of despair, or maybe it's the loss of reason......

Waves of soldiers buried Yue Fan, but after the cold light passed, they all died.

Yue Fan, who walked in a pool of blood, was like a demon god from ancient times, full of blood, crazy and violent, and even if the heavy rain washed away, he couldn't wash away his strong killing intent.

"Zizi-"

The little viper clings to Yue Fan's shoulder, screaming fiercely, and the voice without the slightest emotion is a little colder than the water of the Nine Springs!

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The slaughter lasted nearly an hour, and the corpses on the ground had piled up as tall as a man, and the soldiers behind them stepped on the corpses of their companions......

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill! kill!!

Heaven can be killed, earth can be killed, everything in heaven and earth can be killed!

Yue Fan is like a ferocious beast that never tires, devouring countless lives...... No, he is not a beast, and beasts will get tired, and he is stronger and more terrifying than beasts!

Everyone on the outside was shocked by such a scene!

Luo Kui and Luo Qi's eyes were red in a hurry, and tens of thousands of troops were broken by a sword by one person like this...... Although the terrain here was indeed not suitable for a large army to fight, Yue Fan's strength was far beyond their imagination.

Cai Yu looked frightened, and couldn't help but think of that night ten years ago, when Li Yuefan also entered his house like this and killed countless masters...... In that battle, Cai Yu paid a painful price and will never forget it.

As a source of hatred, Zeenke was even more frightened and foaming at the mouth, and he could not forget that night, when he not only lost an ear, but also nearly lost his life!

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In mid-air, Ge Lao and Jing Xingyuan stood with their hands in their hands, looking down with cold eyes.

Jing Xingyuan didn't make a move, because in the eyes of him, the monk, the life and death of those soldiers didn't matter at all. It's like a tiger seeing an ant being killed, it doesn't have any mood swings, it doesn't have any compassion.

Ge Lao didn't make a move, but his face was extremely gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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"Crazy! This Li Yuefan is really a madman!"

Guan Zhongyi, who was hidden in the shadows, was dumbfounded, and Guo Xiangfeng and Ning Er were also stunned on the spot.

They never imagined that things would come to this point...... Hatred evolves into a naked slaughter!

They couldn't have imagined that Li Yuefan's murderous intent had reached such a level, and it was no longer a realm that could be measured by strength.

Guan Zhongyi believes that it is not difficult to kill people, but what is difficult is to slaughter 10,000 times more people with the strength of one person! What is difficult is that after killing people, he can still maintain his inner calmness and perseverance.

From the beginning to the present, thousands of people have died in Yue Fan's hands, but his movements are still so steady, and even the frequency of his breathing has not changed. No one would doubt that if he was given enough time, he could keep killing, 10,000, 100,000, million...... until he kills all those who stand in his way.

A murderer is not a ruthless person, and a ruthless person may not kill someone.

Not everyone understands this truth, let alone everyone can understand it.

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"Stop! Stop......

Luo Kui finally couldn't help but scream out! His face was like purple sauce, his eyes were bulging, and his hideous appearance seemed to be willing to bite Li Yuefan piece by piece even with his belt bones.

The life and death of the soldiers, the monks don't care, but Luo Kui has to take it to heart. These soldiers are the fruits of his years of hard work, and they are also the capital of his hegemony. How can he not be angry when so many people died all at once! How not to be angry!

Hearing the order, the soldiers finally stopped the attack.

When they came to their senses, they saw their surroundings clearly...... Corpses, corpses, corpses!

Each one stood in a pool of blood, countless corpses lying underneath. Looking at the familiar but painful faces, their hearts were shaken and they collapsed on the spot! Even the cruelty of the battlefield was not as terrifying as the moment!

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"Cai-En-Ke-"

In the heavy rain, Yue Fan still walked towards Cai Enke step by step, and the soldiers retreated in horror, directly presenting his figure in front of Luo Kui and the others.

A thick breath of death penetrated into everyone's hearts, and they all believed that Cai Enke was in a catastrophe today, and he was certain to die! Even Cai Enke himself was already desperate.

However, things have changed beyond everyone's imagination once again.

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"Stop!"

A faint voice came from heaven and earth, from all directions, with an incomparably powerful majesty. This is not the power of heaven and earth, but the power of oneself, the power of no external force!

Great power! Truly great power!

Yue Fan stopped, his scarlet eyes looking ahead...... I saw a middle-aged man in a dark robe floating up.

This person has handsome facial features, his hair is half black and half white, and his long beard sways in the wind, like a person in the fairy stream. Especially between his seal halls, there is a fierce aura from time to time, which is shocking...... He was the one who Luo Rong had liberated from the ice coffin.

The Xuanyi man slowly walked in front of Yue Fan, looked at the other party and said, "Little brother, I see that your qi is not smooth, and your strength is not broken, it seems that you have been seriously injured, it's a pity!"

With a sigh, the Xuanyi man shook his head regretfully, and he didn't know what he was sorry for.

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In mid-air, Ge Lao and Jing Xingyuan looked at each other, and each saw a look of horror in each other's eyes.

With the strength of their Heavenly Dao Middle Realm Peak, they couldn't even feel the slightest bit of qi on the other party's body, so they stood there towards a cloud of air. If you close your eyes, I'm afraid neither of them will know if the other is there.

To achieve such a state, it is necessary to converge all the 365 acupuncture points on the whole body, without revealing the slightest breath...... Moreover, comprehend the realm of self and merge with heaven and earth.

The middle realm of the Heavenly Dao is the integration of the power of heaven and earth into the body, and the upper realm of the heavenly path is to refine the power of heaven and earth!

Heaven and earth are integrated into the body and oneself into the world, which seems to be almost the same, but in fact it is far away. This is like a person who pursues the power of heaven and earth, and a person who masters the power of heaven and earth, and the difference in their essence determines the strength of the strength.

It is no exaggeration to say that the two Ge Lao and the two Jing Xingyuan are not necessarily the opponents of this Xuanyi man. That's power! Absolutely powerful!

Ge Lao and Jing Xingyuan slowly fell to the ground and retreated to the side, they knew that at this moment, the protagonist here was not them, and they could only wait for the opportunity to move.

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"Father...... Kerr ......"

Luo Rong ran briskly from the backyard and went straight to Luo Kui and the others. However, when she saw the scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood in front of her, the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and an endless chill spread all over her body, except for fear or fear!

It's not that she hasn't seen dead people, but she has never seen so many dead people, and the conflict between his heart and vision almost made him lose his mind.

Looking at Li Yuefan, who was covered in blood in the field, Luo Rong felt a chill from the roots of her feet. This is the first time she has seen Li Yuefan himself, and it is also the first time he has really seen Li Yuefan's ferocity, although she has heard many things before, but there is a limit to how credible this kind of thing is, because she never thought that a person can really be crazy to such a state.

"Father, Father, are you all right?"

Coming back to her senses, Luo Rong's chest rose and fell. Especially looking at his son's miserable appearance, his heart was even more sour. She hurriedly poured out two pills from the jade box in her arms and fed them to Luo Kui and Cai En......

After taking the pill, Luo Kui and Cai Enke's blood color recovered a lot.

"Mother, mother, save me...... Save me...... I don't want to die...... I don't want to die!"

Cai Enke breathed a sigh of relief and hugged his mother in tears.

The fact that a man in his thirties behaves like a child only shows that he has been frightened.

"It's okay, it's okay, my mother invited a master this time, he will definitely be able to protect you. ”

Luo Rong helplessly comforted her son and looked at Cai Yu with indifferent eyes, but the latter shook his head helplessly.

At this time, Luo Qi walked over: "Ah Rong, is this person the master you invited to help? Who is he? Can he really stop Li Yuefan?"

Luo Rong nodded solemnly and said, "Big brother, don't worry, this senior is my master's old man, he is very powerful, I think that Li Yuefan must not be his opponent." ”

Seeing that his sister was so confident, Luo Qi was curious: "Yes, who is this senior?"

Glancing at the back of the Xuanyi man, Luo Rong said in a low voice: "Big brother, you should have heard of his name, this senior's surname is Xue, his name is Qianyan, and he is known as the first generation of Sword Saint Emperor Xue!"

"Known as the first generation of Sword Saint Emperor Xue!"

Luo Qi was stunned at first, and then his face was shocked: "What!? It turned out to be his ......"

To say that Xue Qianqian was the first master of the white road in the rivers and lakes, but there are not too many records of his deeds in the rivers and lakes, even in "Cangtianjian", there is not much thick pen and ink.

Xue Qianqian became famous in the world, and when he was brilliant, one person and one sword overwhelmed many masters of black and white, and almost once became the first person in the world, and his reputation was not under Emperor Baiwu. It's a pity that this person disappeared more than 30 years ago, and no one in the rivers and lakes knows his whereabouts, nor has he heard any news about him. Some people said that he was dead, some said that he was crazy, and some said that he could not retreat in order to cultivate the supreme sword path. As a result, people gradually forgot about his existence.

It can be said that Xue Qianqi's life is a legend and a mystery. Now that it suddenly appeared here, it was confusing.

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As if thinking of something, Luo Kui took over and said, "Ah Rong, this senior Xue, is this the person in the ice coffin back then?"

"Yes. ”

Luo Rong nodded calmly, a hint of imperceptible complexity flashed in her eyes. Immediately, she turned her gaze to the field.

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"Get out of the way!"

Although Yue Fan stopped, the murderous aura on his body not only did not decrease, but became even stronger!

Looking at the man in Xuanyi in front of him, Yue Fan's scarlet eyes became a little more vigilant...... This man is very strong! Very strong! It's just that even a strong enemy can't stop his determination.

Feeling the other party's awe-inspiring murderous aura, Xue Qianyan's expression remained unchanged, but instead showed a gloomy demeanor: "Little brother, you have killed enough people today, so let's stop!

"Get out of the way!"

Yue Fan shouted violently, and the fish intestine sword in his hand slashed directly at the other party.

Xue Qianqian didn't dodge or dodge, his hand and sword fingers turned into a slight sword light, and he stepped forward casually.

"Poof!"

There was no monstrous momentum, no gorgeous tricks, such a simple sword finger actually embedded Yue Fan's short sword. Time, skill, strength...... It's all wonderful.

Seeing such a scene, everyone was stunned on the spot, especially Ge Lao and Jing Xingyuan. They were the ones who had really fought with Li Yuefan, so they naturally understood how strong Li Yuefan's strength was, and that Xuanyi man actually used only two fingers to take over the opponent's fierce attack, such a method was simply appalling.

Not only them, but even Yue Fan himself was stunned.

"The sword is a good sword, and the swordsmanship is also good......"

Xuanyi commented lightly: "It's a pity that you are a person who practices swords, but replacing the sword with a sword insults this sword...... In the future, don't use a sword in front of Xue, otherwise you will never be able to win against me. ”

What a strong tone! Such a strong confidence! But when such a remark came out of his mouth, no one would think that this person was arrogant, as if it were a matter of course to say such a thing.

That's right, Xuanyi is a generation of sword saint Xue Qianqi, and his self-realm is the "sword"! Looking at the whole world, few people dare to say that their understanding of the way of the sword, the sword intent, and the sword heart will be deeper than him, and the title of the saint of the sword is well deserved!

"Boom!"

Xue Qianqian flicked his fingers lightly, and immediately shook Yue Fan back a few steps!

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The strength of the other party was far beyond Yue Fan's imagination, this was the first time he felt such a strong pressure!

Shaking the hand that was a little numb, Yue Fan withdrew the short sword, but he had no intention of giving up.

Seeing this, Xue Qianqian said calmly: "Originally, all the grievances and grievances of the rivers and lakes have nothing to do with me, and I don't want to ask about the hatred between you, but I have promised to make a move...... You, go back!"

“......”

Yue Fan was silent, his fists clenched!

How can I go back? Where can I go back? Where can I go back if my home is gone, my relatives are gone? Ten years, ten years of hatred, ten years of resentment, how can I give up because of one person's obstruction?

"You, still aren't you going to give up?"

Xue Qianyan's face turned cold, the demonic nature in his body was about to move, and a strong sword aura emanated from between his eyebrows: "Okay! Very good! Frozen for thirty years, you are the first person to fight after Xue Mou came out." I know that you are seriously injured, and I will not take advantage of you...... Xue only cultivates one sword in his life, if you can take over Xue's sword, Xue will not care about the affairs here. ”

As he spoke, Xue Qianqian glanced at Guan Zhongyi and the others who were hiding in the distance......

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"Uh......hh

Guan Zhongyi was shocked: "Who is this person?

Guo Xiangfeng nodded and said, "The artistic conception of this person's cultivation is 'sword', I don't know how he compares to the sword demon." ”

"Although this person's artistic conception is strong, it should be worse than the sword demon. ”

Ning Er said a word, and returned to silence.

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