Lingxue Sect!
At this moment, many sword cultivators gathered at the foot of Lingxue Mountain. They looked up at the sky one by one, their eyes full of expectation.
On the top of the peak, the sword energy was flying, looking extremely spectacular. The entire void became chaotic due to these terrifying sword energy!
This kind of sword energy must be left by the strong!
If you understand it, you will definitely have a lot of good fortune.
For a time, people were surging under the mountain peak, making it look very crowded.
But no one went up the mountain!
First, you can’t fly over!
Second, the road to the mountain peak is guarded by strong men!
Therefore, many sword cultivators were just discussing among themselves. Some people speculated that it was left by the Sword Immortal, some speculated that it was the Great Sword Immortal, and some thought it was the Sword Emperor... But in any case, what is certain is that this is a A strong swordsman, a strong man who has achieved the transformation of his sword intention into an image!
Countless sword cultivators have expressions of yearning on their faces!
The voices of discussion are also rising and falling with each other!
At this moment, a young man suddenly appeared on the scene. The young man's body was as tall as a pine, and he was holding a sword in both hands. As he walked, he felt a sharp edge!
"coming!"
"he came!"
The moment Feng Wuxie appeared, the surrounding area instantly became quiet!
The proud man of heaven!
The contemporary king of martial arts!
Everyone was thinking this way and subconsciously gave way!
Who in this world doesn’t know the boy? !
Feng Wuxie naturally noticed the strange phenomenon on the top of the peak, so he chose to come here on foot!
Nowadays, the green mountain path of Lingxue Sect has been built into steps. Although they are not big, they appear to be extremely wide.
Feng Wuxie stood and watched for a moment, then climbed up the stone staircase!
All around him, time and space suddenly split apart, and a group of strong men blocked him. The terrifying sense of oppression alone made countless people retreat violently!
Feng Wuxie said: "From Wangchuan?"
The strong men looked at him with complicated expressions, suddenly not knowing what to say.
Feng Wuxie frowned and said, "What? Do I need your permission before I can go home?"
A strong man said: "Little friend, we tried our best, but we are still a step too late!"
After saying that, he took a step back!
The other strong men all retreated to both sides, with a look of guilt on their faces!
Feng Wuxie turned the tide in the Ten Worlds Martial Arts Competition, killing all the enemies with one person, and saving nearly 70% of Wangchuan's disciples. He was kind to Wangchuan, but under the blue sky and daylight, in this Wangchuan territory, they Yes... he can't even defend his sect!
Feng Wuxie's profound gaze swept over everyone, and he suddenly realized something!
He rushed to the top of the mountain in a hurry, only to see a scene he was no longer familiar with.
What you see is a ruined scene. The palace has collapsed, the attics have turned into ruins, and the dead air is floating everywhere, scattered everywhere!
Feng Wuxie walked expressionlessly like this, as if he had expected something.
It seems that he has not come back to his senses yet!
He was angry, but he didn't know where the anger came from.
He was in pain, but he couldn't shed a single tear.
No more!
This Lingxue Sect, which he had high hopes for and which he regarded as his home, no longer exists!
Feng Wuxie said: "Who did this?"
Behind him, a strong man raised his hand and said: "Black World!"
Feng Wuxie nodded, took two steps, and saw Ying Cang's body being carried. Then he continued walking. The ninth elder Heigang, the third elder Qingxuan, and even other elders... all familiar faces, all unrecognizable. Lying at his feet!
The only ones that were intact were a few palaces and palaces in the corner of the square!
There, all the survivors of Lingxue Sect gathered!
Among them were the great elder who had lost his arm and Wan Xitong, who was blind in one eye. They were all standing in the smoke and dust with ragged clothes and blood all over their bodies!
The rows of corpses on the ground are heartbreaking!
All the surviving disciples of the Lingxue Sect had red eyes and were very upset. Some disciples could not accept this scene and covered their faces and cried bitterly!
They did survive!
However, more fellow disciples and elders died!
The sect that had the most beautiful master and disciple in Wangchuan was also destroyed overnight.
However, when they looked through the corpses on the ground, they suddenly saw a figure slowly walking towards here on the ruins in the distance!
"It's the deputy sect leader!"
All the disciples stared blankly at this scene. After a moment, their eyes turned red and they trembled: "He's back!"
Feng Wuxie walked through the crowd with heavy steps, without saying a word the whole time, and his eyes were very cold!
Bai Yan noticed the sword in his hand, and his pupils suddenly shrank, "The deputy sect leader, the sect leader and the head of the Law Enforcement Pavilion have gone to pick you up. They..."
Feng Wuxie didn't say a word, just walking on her own!
On the side, Wan Xitong shook his head at Bai Yan. He stared at Feng Wuxie's back, his eyes dazzled, and he sighed softly, "It'll be good if he comes back!"
Of course he guessed something!
He knew Feng Wuxie's character very well. If something hadn't happened to those two people, he would have definitely made a high-profile comeback if he won the Martial Arts King this time!
No matter how bad it is, I won't be so silent!
At this time, under everyone's gaze, Feng Wuxie walked into the Loyal Soul Hall!
In the hall, there are more than a hundred spiritual thrones, and there is an incense burner in front of it!
In the furnace, the incense is blooming!
Presumably, in the past six months, Lingxue Sect's disciples have paid tributes frequently!
Feng Wuxie glanced at him and inserted the Fish-Dragon White Bird Sword in the highest position, then took two steps back and said with a self-deprecating smile: "I said before that I would let you enter the Loyal Soul Hall of Lingxue Sect, it was just a joke. It’s good now, I really sent you in!”
"You, the majestic Qingyuan Sword Emperor, didn't even have a body after your death. I'm quite speechless!"
"But if you say you want me to worship your sword, then I will regard this sword as yours!"
As Feng Wuxie spoke, he bought some paper figurines from Sao Wang Department Store, and then burned them in the incense burner, muttering to himself: "You cheap daddy, you can be considered a talented person in appearance. Although you are a great emperor, your cultivation is Because it is declining day by day, come to think of it, I followed Lord Feng everywhere to look for flowers and flowers, and lived a very happy life. After your death, I am afraid that you will be unbearably lonely. Your son is invincible and there is nothing to give you. These beauties with tall breasts and round buttocks will burn. Here you go, when you do exercise, you have to be more restrained. Don’t be unable to let go while you are alive. When you are dead, let yourself go completely. In the end, you will look weak and become that white-faced ghost again..."
Buzz!
The Fish Dragon White Bird Sword trembled slightly, and actually made a sword roar at this moment!
"Why, you don't get sleepy when it comes to beautiful women?"
Feng Wuxie smiled, his eyes suddenly as sharp as a knife, wanting to choose someone to devour, "You can sleep well here, I'll kill some people to accompany you!"
With that said, he turned around and left!
At this moment, a huge palm patted his shoulder, "Little friend, you misunderstood. Li Youran practices the Sword Intention of Love, and only loves one person. Although he and I often go to brothels, we never get close to each other." You womanizer, what you do will only make him die in peace!"
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