The old man standing in front of the hut always had a vague smile on his face. He held a cigarette rod in his hand and swallowed the smoke freely. He seemed to be in a fog, and his face became increasingly unclear.
The sound of blacksmithing sounded softly in the ears, sparks flew, and when the iron tool was about to be formed, a piece of ice-cold water was thrown down.
Zhi! White smoke arose, and in a brick and stone hut, the craftsman looked up at the sky quietly with a smile in his eyes. His dark palms were stained by the blunt weight of the iron, so the veins on his arms were bulging. , is also so strong.
He thought about it quietly, and then a heavy hammer fell with a clang, and there was another dazzling spark. His deep breathing pierced the dome.
who is he......
I can feel the vast and surging power, and with the sound of heavy hammers falling, the sky breaks, and the dazzling light is shaky.
The voice became more and more powerful, standing deep in the earth, writing out the sorrow in my heart, but in the end it was just a bitter smile.
It turns out that such a long time has passed...
In this vast world, very few people heard his name. Now they are gradually waking up, and the sledgehammer from back then is dancing in their hands again.
Three years later, the battle at Hurricane Terrace...
He looked up at the sky quietly, and the obsession in his heart awakened the desire deep in his heart. The vast clouds and smoke once again wrote the stubbornness out. All living beings are misty. In the final analysis, they are just the clouds of the past and the events of the world!
At this time, he took off his robe, and his knotted muscles showed the arrogant strength of his body. He panted gently, and suddenly, there was a smile in his eyes.
Holding a pot of wine in his hand, his eyes gradually became a little sleepy. Perhaps, only by holding the hammer in hand could he be the most sober person in the world!
Now, he was drunk in wine and in the complicated world. He suddenly burst into laughter and sighed: "Boy! I didn't expect that you would actually make it this far!"
Then, the vicissitudes of life in the eyes are like a piece of ink, gradually smearing on a piece of rice paper. When the ink runs out, a blank space is left for people to think about.
He suddenly waved his sleeves, and the crazy smile on his face seemed to be getting more and more arrogant. However, with his current martial arts level, it could be said that he was arrogant, but it was very consistent with his status.
Breathing softly, the peripheral vision in his eyes became strong again, and at this time, he no longer hesitated, and his body rose from the ground like an arrow.
The cold wind blew in my face, and the smile in my eyes was not concealed. The gentleness in my heart gradually became as wild as a wild beast. The hoarse voice was like a sword, becoming more and more stiff and cold.
Basically, this is the scene where blood is burning!
Dark shadows wander quietly among the long peaks, floating up and down, like a lonely soul, gently kissing the earth. The worldly world is once again awakened by these tiny shadows.
With a proud face, the black pupils became clearer and clearer under the lonely sky. Suddenly, the country was gently outlined by Mao Ying, like a piece of ink stained with water, quietly looking around. The ground spreads away.
As a result, the mottled and complex images became more and more complex and deeper.
It is the depth of love and the depth of hatred. In the dark shadow, the young man in the shadow opened his arms and embraced the sky quietly. His hoarse voice gradually became clear.
As if coming from an ancient wasteland, hoarse shouts gradually formed a concept in my ears.
His breathing became rapid, and when his feet landed, a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.
Then, he shouted loudly: "Senior! The three-year period has passed!"
The immature young man of old had once traveled across the sea and passed through Wushan. When he looked back at the world, he saw that everything was just a blur of the past...
At this time, looking at the sky again, a slightly dim figure stood upright in the sky, with a gray beard, and his robe was dancing quietly in the wind.
The lonely falcon speaks freely in the long wind, and its shrill whine seems to be
Describe the night that has passed away. In this way, the past time is getting further and further away.
Time is like a wisp of dust, falling quietly to the ground, and also falling in each other's lives. Maybe a piece of light will splash in the heart, a piece of light like dust. .ν.
The world is tolerant of each other, and the obsession in my heart will once again quietly depict a vision in front of my eyes. Is it the future or the past? Is the story being told again, or is the world being reshaped again and again? Until, the frozen image appeared in front of my eyes more and more stubbornly.
drink! Look! Dust is still flying quietly.
Since the old man's body landed on the deep earth, the dust has slowly spread like ripples in the water.
Later, the dust fell to the ground and the world was perfect again.
In the wind, in the rain, in the dazzling light, the knife in his hand shook gently again and again, unwilling to be left alone. The young man's arm holding the knife stretched out with veins.
He straightened his neck and looked up at the sky with an arrogant expression. In his eyes, he saw an old man standing deep in the sky.
Yu Zun also gradually saw the old man clearly, that was Chen Tianyi...
And in that brick kiln, he was a blacksmith. Everyone in the world knew that Chentian Yi was very powerful in martial arts, but no one knew that the giant hammer in his hand, in the sweaty summer, struck hard again and again, seemingly to Wake up those who are sleeping.
The old man had a look of vicissitudes of life. At this time, he was not like the one Yu Zun was familiar with. He seemed to have changed into a different person, a seemingly familiar, yet shocking existence.
The martial arts state on his body can be said to be very oppressive, and the heavy pressure hits everyone's hearts again and again, like a sea wave, the tide rises crazily, and then falls crazily.
Until the beliefs deep in my heart were squeezed into a pale skeleton, I looked down at this pale world again, and it was the monotonous colors that quietly painted the beauty of this world.
Perhaps, we can only remember it in my heart and remember the glory of those years...
The secular world is awake again. Amidst the rustling rain, the temperature has dropped slightly in this midsummer.
At this time, the world began to undergo great changes. Yu Zun was also used to seeing big scenes, so everything that happened in front of him was just an extremely ordinary scene in his heart.
The so-called hurricane stage is slowly taking shape. It is a huge arena, a stage that can span the edge of the earth. The hurricane stage is also true to its name. The violent wind wraps the hurricane stage in it, with majestic energy and crazy splashes. .
And that energy, just a little bit, can destroy a person's soul, which is terrifying.
On the sky, there is a screen of thorny silver light, and the hurricane tower is wrapped in that silver light, with a sacred aura that is unlike the human world.
The vast light is like flowing water, gently falling down in the half-space, but the light is extremely cold, like a silent moonlight, cold and dazzling.
The old voice lingers in the long wind, and the years are repeatedly blasphemed until the glory in the eyes slowly withers away.
However, those unbearable years still left their mark on his face and indelible marks on his vicissitudes of life.
Later, the long wind blew his robe, and there was a sharp light in his eyes, and there was no fatigue in that strong light.
The young man raised his neck and looked at the sky quietly, looking at the old man who had gone through vicissitudes of life, and he didn't know what it felt like in his heart.
But at some point, he, who was standing in Changtianjian, landed on a huge arena. The violent storm on the arena blew his robes loudly.
He firmly believed that Chen Tianyi at this time was definitely not the Chen Tianyi he knew. Perhaps Chen Tianyi had already become otherworldly.
At this time, he also thought of his master Cuntian again, that lonely old man, who seemed to have even more powerful power hidden in him.
These old men from the past are not as simple as what they see in front of them. They have transcended the mortal world long ago and have been immortal for thousands of years.
Yu Zun also looked at these old men again. His heart was beating faster and faster, and the blood splashing in his heart was beating again and again.
Become turbulent.
Chen Tianyi looked at Yu Zun with a smile, but there was always a hint of extreme coldness in that smile.
Is this what Chen Tianyi is? Is this the arrogance that a warrior from the old days should have? On the hurricane stage, the dazzling silver light became more and more powerful. The silver light was more like a prairie fire, igniting the silence in the daytime and igniting the blood in everyone's hearts.
boom!
The battle was about to break out. When Chen Tianyi's fist approached, there was still a trace of trance in his eyes.
The body was like a piece of soil, hit by that crazy fist and then deeply embedded in it.
Although the splattered blood is still warm, it will instantly turn into a black stain.
Yu Zun looked at Chen Tianyi in astonishment, his desolate laughter swaying gently in the deep space.
Until the image in his eyes solidified quietly, like a piece of dust falling into the water, becoming heavy and unable to boil anymore.
When you are tortured deeply in your heart, the smile in your eyes will slowly collapse, until you see the vicissitudes of smile in the old man's eyes, and the bone-eroding pain will be reflected in the pupils.
Everything in front of you will collapse! At the moment before death, it will once again become clear before your eyes, become agile, become joyful and then crazy.
In the hurricane tower, the violent wind never stopped, and in the bloody storm, it was just a battle between two people. However, the powerful martial arts and crazy attacks did not cause any damage to the hurricane tower.
Looking at the sky, the obsession in his eyes was once again outlined in front of his eyes. The arrogance and unyieldingness in his eyes made the young man always stand on the edge of life and death.
The young man had a cold smile on his face, and cold light flowed quietly in his eyes. The terrifying wound on his chest did not seem to have hit him.
This boundless world is so pale and stiff. It is the indifferent blood that deliberately exaggerates the silence at this time. It's the bright light on the sky that is trying to clear up the monotony of this world.
yes! In this world, at least there is still light and hope...
pain! it hurts! It hurts!
The memories of the past are once again stretched before my eyes, and the people from the past seem to still be standing in front of me. They have never left... they have never left...
Perhaps, only at this time, the deep love in my heart will slowly emerge!
Until that piece of love turned into a piece of authenticity, turned into a piece of lonely snow, fluttering and falling quietly into the world.
Things in the world are impermanent, and their respective destinies have long been engraved on the paper written by heaven. They are written smartly and quietly, and their respective destinies finally come to an end in a moment.
The heartbeat became heavy, like hail falling crazily in their hearts. Chen Tianyi, standing in front of the young man, seemed to be able to empathize with it.
But his cold and empty pupils seemed not to tolerate the existence of these emotions. At this time, his face was indifferent. He no longer cared about the boy's safety, and he would even kill him.
When the fist fell on the young man's body again, his bones made a violent sound, probably because they broke! Even that hard.
At that moment, life was still very tenacious, harshly beating the unbearable pain in my heart, until the sharp eyes once again wildly harvested the freedom in the strong wind.
As long as you can fly, your dreams will never wither! He gently wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, and the smile on his face became even more intriguing.
There is no pain on his face, he is stubborn and arrogant! Even though Chen Tianyi's fists destroyed his body over and over again, there was always a tenacious smile on his face.
This was a great insult to the enemy. At this time, he was no longer willing to be alone. Because his name is Yu Zun, that's all.
His arrogance, his indifference, or in other words, his stubborn soul make him seem out of tune with the world, but he has never lacked friends and relatives around him, and this personality trait seems to be what attracts people The reason!
Therefore, when Yu Zun faced the old man in front of him again, he no longer cared about the status of master and disciple. His eyes,
He became more and more indifferent, and the strong fighting spirit in his heart seemed to have reached its extreme.
kill......
At this time, this fighting spirit directly manifested into a murderous intent. The bloody air was swirling in the strong wind, and the battle was about to approach.
The knife in his hand groaned softly, and then shook violently. The bright red blood flowing from the groove of the knife had reached its peak at this time.
He could feel the strong killing intent of Yuantian Blade, and the excitement in his heart was like a barrel of gunpowder. The moment before it was ignited, it was still very quiet, but when the flames gradually ignited, the piercing breath would The noisy world is suppressed tyrannically.
As a result, there was only a faint sound left in the ears, and the world was silent for this scene...
At this time, his body was being reshaped, and the long-lost black and white energy veins were awakened again. The surging profound energy surged out crazily. The cold medium in the air brought the cold breath to his body. In front of you.
And all this happening is related to the young man standing proudly in the wind. The body was repaired as quickly as possible, leaving only a shallow scar on the chest that was originally pierced.
The blue-white bones and dense blood vessels have been repaired again and again, and the strength of the young man's body once again standing in front of the old man has reached its peak.
The strong wind tore the young man's robe, and the young man with a glorious face had a bright smile in his eyes.
But at this time, he no longer cared about anything. In front of him, there was no elder, only an enemy who was eyeing him.
Then, he disappeared from the same place, and when he reappeared, the fist force was like a violent storm, attacking crazily, and with the influx of fist force, the color of the world had changed.
The heavy rain came suddenly, the wind rose violently, and the vast hurricane tower swayed gently in the cold wind. The rain hit the young man's thick hair and also fell on his clear pupils.
At this time, Chen Tianyi, when the punch was about to come, his body turned into a phantom and he dodged away.
Yu Zun gently touched the tip of his nose. He didn't seem to find anything strange, because this punch was just to test Chen Tianyi.
When he raised his fist again, the fist was powerful, but the force of the fist at this time was extremely different from the previous one. It was more like a storm, but in that storm, there were thousands of swords hidden.
And those swords, like sharp thunderbolts, were suppressed quickly. In just the blink of an eye, they had already struck before their eyes.
The wind and rain were swaying, and in this cold and silent sky, fists were like raindrops, hitting the hurricane tower crazily. The young man's eyes were scarlet, and the corners of his mouth were gently raised, explaining the calmness and calmness in his heart.
At this time, under the chaotic rain of fists, Chen Tianyi was finally hit.
However, for Chen Tianyi, such strength is very light, just like a slingshot. The projectile landed on a piece of steel. The slight sound was a kind of irony, and even more... Kind of a joke.
But Yu Zun's goal was achieved. He didn't use too much force, and this attack was still like child's play.
What Chen Tianyi didn't know was that Yu Zun had practiced physical skills in ancient times, and he was hit, which meant that Yu Zun's martial arts at this time was already good.
The thunder spread and repeated over and over again in the vast sky, and the rustling rain curtain never missed this grand event. Heavy rain, thunder and lightning, and gloomy clouds on the sky forced out the remaining sins in my heart.
The murderous intention is fully displayed, and the good thoughts in his heart are like broken iron tools, corroded by time and slowly becoming withered.
The killing surged in my heart again, and then burst out of the ground. He looked at the sky with a proud face, and gently licked the edge of the knife with his tongue.
