The unprecedented battle in the sky has come to an end, accompanied by shocks in all directions in the extreme northern wasteland. The terrifying movement that swallowed up the mountains and rivers made people involuntarily think of the Guanshan Incident.
Some secrets buried deep in the long river of history are resurrecting from the dust in an extremely terrifying manner.
In the battle of the Octagonal Ghost Tower, after Xue Daoheng, the first sword of the Great Wall, was broken alone, he once again staged the drama of killing one man and one sword across the wasteland, fighting in all directions, and suppressing the wasteland monster tribe.
All the people from Sanshan Mansion who were sent to pick up Xue Daoheng were unable to trace his whereabouts. When the blood-covered figure appeared on the Great Wall again, he would have been regarded as a wasteland craftsman if his life, Feijian Sigui, had not been recognized.
Bai Ze was stripped of his golden elixir in the extreme northern wilderness and disappeared. After Xue Xing led Chen Ping back to the Great Wall, he did not dare to delay at all and sent the news back to Yunhai Xianmen.
It's just that the mountain is closed, and the murderous intention is soaring into the sky. By the time news came from the Immortal Sect, it was already time for Xue Daoheng to fight through the wasteland and return to the Great Wall.
On this day, it snowed heavily in Suicheng.
The winter in the north this year was particularly long.
After Xue Daoheng returned to the Great Wall, he went straight to Anxiang Yingxiu. The second shopkeeper, Heng Shuying, was drinking with him in Shuying Pavilion. He saw that the rough man's eyebrows were full of weather, and the hand holding the sword could not hold the wine cup and was trembling.
Heng Shuying just looked at it.
She knew that all the sword bones that were the pride of the man in front of her had been destroyed. He was vomiting blood while drinking. It was the last pride of the swordsman and she would never allow a woman to pour wine for him at this moment.
Xue Daoheng drank enough, put down the wine cup, and hissed: "Golden Wind and Jade Dew is indeed a good wine."
"Just come back." Heng Shuying said.
"It's just a narrow escape." Xue Daoheng glanced at the natal sword on the table, smiled, and said: "Perhaps I will never be able to lift this sword again. Second shopkeeper, to be honest, if I leave the Great Wall, you will miss me. No?"
"Xue Zhenren stands tall and brave, and kills through the wasteland twice. Now it has become a legend of the Great Wall. How can he not remember his return?" Heng Shuying asked in return.
Xue Daoheng laughed three times, stood up and went out.
Outside Shuying Pavilion, in the heavy snow, Zhao Guizhen of Sanshan Prefecture and Xue Xing, the master of Yunhai Xianmen Sword Hall, have been waiting for a long time.
"You've had enough to drink today, two real people. How about another day?" Xue Daoheng said with a smile.
The biting cold wind blew up the swordsman's hair, like a lion that had drank up the wind and snow.
Heng Shuying looked at the man's back. The criss-crossing wounds made this beautiful woman's heart palpitate.
"Master Xue's righteousness will be borne in mind by the Three Mountains." Zhao Guizhen and Xue Xing bowed in salute and said, "First of all, please allow me to personally greet Master Xue for a moment."
"Maybe I have to take a break before I can go see the leader." Xue Daoheng said, looking at Xue Xing.
"Don't worry, real man." Xue Xing sent a message, "My junior brother is not in danger for the time being. The Immortal Sect's destiny card is intact. It's just that this matter is top secret. The Immortal Sect has an order. This catastrophe for my junior brother is destined to happen and has nothing to do with anyone else. But his body Please keep the news of being trapped in the wasteland a secret."
Xue Daoheng suddenly realized.
Most of the sect's core disciples have fate cards. If the fate card is broken, the person will die. It seemed that Bai Ze's life was saved after all. It's just that the golden elixir was dug out. What's the difference between his sword and bones being destroyed?
Xue Daoheng's tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed, and he felt that the world was hanging upside down, his eyes went dark, and he fainted.
"Master Xue!"
Heng Shuying stood up suddenly and saw that Xue Xing had firmly caught Xue Daoheng. Zhao Guizhen stepped forward, felt his pulse, his face changed, and he whispered: "Take him to see the leader quickly, maybe..."
The two of them took Xue Daoheng with them, and in a flash, they had already eliminated their traces in Shuying Pavilion.
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The years are suddenly flooded, and the time is like running water.
The mighty wind is raging in the far north, wrapped in heavy snow, and it is like a sword cutting human skin.
In the heavy snow, a figure wrapped in a bearskin coat was trekking alone and aimlessly on the vast snowfield.
The man put a bear-head hood over his head, and his face was covered with wind and snow, making it difficult to recognize his face.
The bearskin was stained with blood. And it was this tiny bit of blood scattered in the strong wind in the north that attracted the ferocious predators of the snowfield, the direwolf.
The wolves were far away behind the strange bear-man, and they let out low whimpers from time to time. Among the wolves, three snow wolves crawled and quietly left the pack.
The sky was extremely dark and the wind and snow were getting tighter.
The strange man seemed to be tired from walking, so he climbed over the snow hill, used the sword in his hand to dig out a snow cave on the lee side of the snow hill, and got into it.
As the night got darker, the nightmare that had haunted the weirdo for countless late nights came again.
In the dead village, heavy rain poured down, rivers of blood flowed, and the cry of the baby seemed to overturn the mountains and rivers.
Towering city walls, corpses strewn across the battlefield, and countless masters of the dead roaring angrily.
The East China Sea was filled with blood, huge warships were floating and sinking in the sea of blood, and huge waves were like the wrath of the Dragon God.
In the vast mountains, thousands of swords are heading towards the gate of heaven, and a man is flying up on a crane, leaving only the sound of mourning everywhere.
"Master, will you kill me..."
A woman in an underskirt stands gracefully with an umbrella in the heavy snow. Behind her, the city's resentful souls roar and wail, filling the sky with resentment.
"Xie Xuan is dead!" Someone outside the sky roared, his voice trembling.
"You shouldn't be here."
In the ghost land of Huangquan, the flowers of the other shore burn endless ghosts. The woman in red was wielding a sword alone, and she fiercely attacked the huge eyes above the ghost realm.
"Lao Qi, wake up..."
The sword furnace was boiling hot, as if it was going to burn the young man next to the furnace to ashes.
"One day, I will eat you alive!"
When dragons fight in the wild, their blood is black and yellow.
"Then, is that Ah Piao?" The river was surging, and above Qingzhou, the young man looked back, his eyes full of ghosts, densely packed with green faces and fangs upstream.
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Countless fragments collided back and forth in the weird man's mind, forcing him to tremble all over and feel like his insides were on fire. The hot body temperature melted the ice and snow, steaming up large white mist, which was then frozen into ice flowers by the bitter cold in the north, and fell into the snow.
finally--
"Aze..."
A face covered in blood appeared from the fog, and the old figure was hunched. When the fog cleared, the old man's back was seen with broken swords stuck in it.
"You've grown up."
The man suddenly woke up from his nightmare. In the deep darkness, a pair of ferocious golden eyes suddenly met the green wolf eyes. The two sides fell into dead silence for an instant, and they could only hear the wild wind blowing in the boundless wilderness.
The direwolf was lying on the ground in the snow. He originally wanted to bite the man's neck off, but was so frightened by the eyes that lit up in the dark that he couldn't move. He could only let out a pitiful whimper in his throat.
The man's eyes were stained with blood, and he breathed out fiery breath, which suddenly exploded. The sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and the hungry wolf's blood spurted out, and he died miserably in the snow.
The hot wolf blood aroused the man's murderous intent, and he saw his figure swaying in the snow. With just one breath, the three direwolves lying in ambush around him, as well as the pack of wolves hundreds of feet away, were all slaughtered by the man!
"Uh-huh!!"
The man killed all the direwolves and only held his head and roared. Something was flying through the back of his mind, and he tried his best to catch it, but he only got fragmented images.
"Aze..."
The man gritted his teeth, but still couldn't recall the past. He just wailed, beat his head hard, and then like crazy, tore off a wolf leg, drank the blood while chewing the wolf meat.
However, the overwhelming smell of blood in his mouth forced him to vomit immediately. He felt a spasm in his internal organs, and his heart was filled with anger. His whole chest was like a burning furnace, orange-red and translucent, releasing a terrifying high temperature!
The man's murderous nature increased again, and he ran around trying to find someone to vent his anger on, but found nothing.
Finally, he looked up to the sky and roared, the sound vibrating for dozens of miles, and he sprayed out a cloud of flames that soared into the sky, annihilating all the surrounding blizzards.
"Buzz——"
The bodhi seed tied by a rope around the man's neck shook violently, and the man's anger immediately disappeared. When he came back to his senses, the bear skin on his body had been roasted to brown, and the wolf leg in his hand was even more intense. It was blowing black smoke.
The man chopped off the carbonized wolf meat with the sword in his hand, revealing a small amount of good meat that could still be eaten. He devoured the meat without caring that it was sizzling and oily, and wiped the food dry in a few mouthfuls.
At this moment, the soaring flame clouds firmly attracted two eyes. On the flying carpet, the demon girl widened her beautiful eyes and said in surprise: "What a powerful fire!"
On the flying carpet, the old man next to the girl saw his young master staring at the direction where the flame cloud disappeared, ready to move, and said: "Little master, the flame cloud is terrifying, we should not go there. The water-avoiding golden-eyed beast has always been there. I’m not sure, I’m afraid it’s a waste of time.”
"Anyway, we're almost on the way, let's go and have a look!" The demon girl drove the flying carpet straight towards the direction where the flame cloud disappeared. "The power of this flame is really powerful. If it is some rare and exotic beast, it may be more powerful than the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast." It’s even rarer!”
The old man had no choice but to be more vigilant, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he immediately locked onto that person's aura, and his expression became strange.
Above the sky, the flying carpet was moving very fast. Through the heavy snow curtain, the demon girl's eyes immediately fell on the man and said in surprise: "It's just a big bear?"
"My young master, I'm afraid that's not a bear," the old man said.
There was no Qi movement on the man's body, and he looked like a mortal body. The old man couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the existence that released the terrifying flame cloud had escaped?
While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived in front of the man.
The demon girl jumped up and stood in front of the man, leaving no trace in the snow. After taking a closer look, she realized that the big bear in front of her was actually a man wearing a bear skin. She was surprised for a moment and said, "Hey, that one that shot into the sky just now. Did you see the fire, who set it off?"
The man ignored him and walked away, his footprints sinking deeply into the heavy snow.
The old man saw wolf corpses everywhere, and saw the strange man covered in bearskin holding an even weirder sword in his hand, and wondered about this person's identity.
Seeing that the man had no response to her question, the demon girl snorted and took out a silver-patterned whip from her waist. With a flick of her wrist, she saw the long whip go through the air and roll straight towards the sword in the man's hand. strip.
The man reacted so quickly that the demon girl's eyes blurred as the man grabbed the end of the silver-patterned whip.
The demon girl was horrified. Although she did not use all her strength with the whip, she just wanted to take away the sword from the weird man and force him to answer questions. However, after all, the silver pattern whip was her most powerful magic weapon. She could catch it with her bare hands, even if she didn't The muscles and bones were broken due to the beating, and the skin and flesh were torn and blood flowed freely.
But that man only held the end of the silver-patterned whip firmly with one hand, and there was no trace of any wounds on his hand?
"Young Master!" The old man was startled.
The man glanced at the demon girl, and with a slight tug, he immediately threw the demon girl into the snow, letting out a cry of surprise and utter embarrassment.
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