In the snow-covered mountains, outside a huge complex of buildings, a young man who looked to be less than thirty years old stood like an abyss, a sect of grandmasters with an extraordinary bearing, although there was no compelling killing intent in his eyes, but where his eyes passed, people could not look at him, and even the wind and snow were detoured.

This person was wearing a silver power suit, his body was as straight and slender as the barrel of a gun, his face was handsome and resolute, and he stood quietly in the ice and snow with a Zhanger divine spear in his hand, and his grandmaster bearing was unfathomable. He was only about seven feet tall, a foot lower than the head in front of him. However, the power contained in this seemingly thin body, but the powerful sect is one of the heads of the ten major sects, and he does not dare to underestimate it in any way.

This was not only because the other party swept himself away with a single shot, but also because more than 1,000 men, women, and children from all over the sect were killed by his men within half an hour, but he did not dare to have the slightest intention of resisting...... The other party is too strong! The strong self simply does not have the confidence to resist even one move of the other party!

Gritting his teeth, the bruised tendons on his forehead bulged violently, and his whole body trembled, and he didn't know whether he was angry or afraid? He roared angrily at the young man: "Where did our sect provoke Your Excellency and provoke the disaster of destroying the sect? If Your Excellency doesn't make it clear, it will make me die blindly!"

During the questioning, four figures walked in the distance, standing respectfully behind the young man. The hot blood on the blade of the sword fell a little bit, gradually cutting through the ice and snow, dyed into one after another red plum blossoms. One of them saw that the young man didn't mean to pay attention to the other party, so he stepped forward and replied: "Hehe, let's let you know what happened to the ancestor of the Chi family a hundred years ago?"

"Chi family?" he couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then suddenly realized, and said sadly, "This magic spear...... This miracle ...... I see. You are the heirs of the Chi family who were expelled by the martial arts a hundred years ago. It was a hundred years since the Chi family was expelled, and now it is a matter of right and wrong, and even if there are grievances, they should have disappeared long ago. Why do you Chi family still have such a poisonous hand?"

More than 100 years ago, a warrior surnamed Chi traveled around Dongying, and happened to learn the "Wuji Three Uniques" mental method passed down by the Dongying Sword Saint Liu Sheng Wuji - "Tianluo Fire Dao". He integrated it into his own top martial arts in the Central Plains, and with his rich experience and martial arts talent, he spent many years and energy, thus creating three invincible stunts: the supreme inner strength of the fire path - "Red Fire Divine Skill", the supreme school of marksmanship "God Captures the Seven Skies", and the strong sword "Wutian Immovable Zun".

The three major divine achievements have been achieved, and its self-named "Red Fire Ancestor" is rampant in the rivers and lakes by virtue of the strength of the divine skills. Invincible. However, at this time, the ancestor of Chihuo was inspired by Buddhism to be in a peaceful state of mind, unwilling to kill more, and knew that if the three great divine skills spread in the rivers and lakes. It was bound to lead to countless killings, so he gathered his men. The family retreated to the mountains. Set up a "lawless purgatory" on his own, and set an ancestral motto that future generations will not be allowed to intervene in the martial arts world.

This matter was originally decided, but the bad thing was the ancestral training set by the Red Fire Ancestor. As a person who practices martial arts, how can he not want to make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes and create an immortal reputation? The ancestral teachings of the ancestor of the Red Fire Ancestor suddenly cut off the way out for the descendants, so how could the descendants have no complaints?

The ancestor has long since passed away. The descendants of the Chi family can't and dare not complain, so the only ones that the descendants of the Chi family can resent are the martial arts people who forced the ancestor to retire from the "Heavenless Purgatory". Therefore, in the minds of the contemporary Chi family heirs, they have already made a desire to avenge their ancestors. In their opinion, it is not the ancestor who is at fault. It is the entire martial arts, only by destroying the entire martial arts can we eliminate the hatred of escaping the world for a hundred years!

"If the martial arts are not destroyed, the grievances of our Chi family will not be over!" the person who replied sneered and said, "The ten major martial arts sects in the past, the martial arts stragglers, the wandering aliens, and the descendants who once participated in the siege of my family's ancestors will all die! You are the first target of the revenge of the "Heavenless Purgatory", and it is also the witness of our birth!"

"Martial arts are immortal, delusional!" He clenched his fists with both hands, and squeezed hard, and laughed wildly, "I am full of martial arts talents, how can you destroy the Chi family alone! Although I am weak and not your opponent, even if I die, I will see how your Chi family will perish?" ha......

The young man who stood still like a mountain suddenly moved, and with one hand in his hand, he stabbed straight at the man who was laughing, and the straight castration brought up a spiral of hurricane, and for a while the flames were rolling, and the heat wave was scorching, and the laughing man was easily pierced with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying. Everywhere along the way, everything was wiped out, and the snow and ice on the ground seemed to be exposed to the scorching sun, and in an instant, a trace dozens of feet long melted away.

"Let's go. The young man retracted his guns, and without looking at the figure that had turned into a mass of charcoal, he slowly walked straight down the mountain. The four people on the side answered the order and followed. With a sound of "poof~", the coke fell to the ground and shattered, and the heads of the ten major sects of the generation died, recovering the footsteps of the disciples and dependents, pitiful, lamentable!

..............................

The sea breeze whirls by, sometimes strong as a hurricane, sometimes refreshing as nothing, endlessly, and repeatedly. A big ship rode the wind and waves from Dongying, drifting on the vast sea, looking at its driving direction, it was straight to the Central Plains Shenzhou. On the board, the sailors of leisure rested and talked here, but their eyes secretly looked at the two people next to them who seemed to be independent from the world.

The man was burly and tall, carrying an extraordinary divine sword, and the whole person stood still, closing his eyes and saying nothing. The eyes of the sailors could not help but ache, as if they were pricked by a needle. The sailors glanced at it and then turned their eyes to see the girl who was looking out to sea not far away. The snow-like white and flawless skin seems to be blown and broken, with a beautiful face and a graceful body, what a girl with a peerless face!

These two people are the supreme geniuses of Dongying, the sword saint Xue Ji and the swordsman emperor!

"Goo~~" The sailors only glanced at the girl, and then their throats were dry, and they couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit in unison. His eyes flickered, and he didn't know how many dirty thoughts had flashed in his heart.

"Is there really a master in the Central Plains who can keep up with you?" Suddenly, the imperial shadow who had closed his eyes and did not move suddenly spoke, with a thick questioning suspicion in his tone.

In a short period of time together, he already has a general understanding of Xue Ji's strength, and with his cultivation at this time, he can't force out his strongest "Ten Thousand God Tribulation", which shows her strength. The day before yesterday, Yukihime suddenly left the wooden house and went straight to the coastal port, saying that her swordsmanship had encountered a bottleneck and that she would go to the Central Plains for a while. The Emperor Shadow, who regained his infinite fighting spirit, immediately followed, wanting to go to the Central Plains to watch the battle of peerless swordsmen.

However, although the Imperial Shadow admires Yukihime's swordsmanship cultivation, he doesn't believe that there really are swordsmen in the Central Plains who can fight with her, and there are as many as two. Xue Ji's strength is really the only one he has seen in his life, but if there are people who are not on par with her, Huangying has to be deeply suspicious. Therefore, the Imperial Shadow will only have this question now.

"China is a great country, with many heroes, although there are few talents, but they have appeared from generation to generation, and their strength cannot be underestimated. Not to mention those old monsters who are hiding behind the scenes, but to say that the two of them are nameless and empty, even if I have completely perfected the second form of the 'Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation', I dare not say that I have ten layers of certainty to be able to defeat them. ”

Hearing this, the Imperial Shadow was silent, and secretly said in his heart: "Xue Ji's strongest 'Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation' second form is not sure to defeat them! It seems that their strength is really much better than mine...... No, I have to break through before I arrive in the Central Plains. Watching other people's sword duels, how can it be refreshing to participate in the sword duel by yourself! In the sword duel of the Central Plains in the future, my imperial shadow must also intervene!"

With a determination in his heart, the Imperial Shadow stopped talking to Yukihime, and his whole mind was immersed in the mystery of his self-created sword technique, thinking about how the "Seven Styles of Sword Intent" could become stronger. "Seven Styles of Knife Intent" is the knife technique of "entering the knife with love", which comes from the seven emotions of chaos, sorrow, pride, infatuation, quietness, coldness, and anger from the imperial shadow itself. Therefore, if Huangying wants to make a breakthrough in the "Seven Styles of Sword Intent" in a short period of time, he has to start with the word "love".

The "Seven Styles of Knife Intent" is divided into seven moves, and each move is in charge of one of the "Seven Feelings". The so-called strength is strong, and the force is weak, or the power of the "seven feelings" can be gathered into one knife...... The imperial shadow is worthy of being the imperial shadow, and it is even more worthy of being a genius martial artist who is not born in Dongying. In a flash of thought, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a way to quickly become stronger - the seven emotions are exhausted, and the sword is melted into one knife, which is for the "seven changes of shocking feelings"!

"This method is feasible, but it still needs to be carefully pondered!" After coming up with a solution, Huangying was immediately overjoyed. Fortunately, his martial arts awareness is extraordinary, and he quickly suppressed the idea of practicing on the spot.

Human emotions are complex and difficult to control. Therefore, "entering the martial arts with love" can be said to be a sharp double-edged sword among martial artists. If one does not master well, the practitioner will go mad at best, or die on the spot. And Huangying's trick of "seven feelings to one" has more rigorous requirements for "love". If you rashly act under great joy, I am afraid that the "Seven Feelings" will be out of control and cause a big mistake that is difficult to make up!

"The mind is good, don't do it rashly!Otherwise, you will be abolished!" A moment of enlightenment had already changed the temperament around the imperial shadow, and the sword intent became more and more refined and majestic, and Xue Ji of the Sword Saint Realm naturally noticed his change for the first time, and a trace of approval flashed in her eyes. In the realm of the Sword Saint, she can already spontaneously attack the enemy with sword intent, and if the Appropriate Talent Emperor Shadow is rashly realized, the sword intent it inadvertently exudes will definitely attract a spontaneous counterattack from the sword intent. At that time, the unsuspecting imperial shadow will have to bear the serious consequences of the imbalance of the "Seven Feelings"!

"I went back. The meaning of Xue Ji's words, Huang Ying naturally could hear it, did not refute the other party's words, nor did he say anything modest, he said casually, and went straight back to the room. After sitting in the room for a while, calming down the chaotic thoughts in his heart, he carefully began to refine the tricks in his imagination.

"I'm going to the Central Plains, I'm going to have a showdown with you!" Stroking the hilt of the Peerless Sword, Xue Ji's face was full of determination. Feeling the master's fighting spirit, the unequaled sword groaned independently, and the sound of "hum~" came out of the wind...... (To be continued......)