Look up.

Yue Yuan looked at the figure that was gathered by the Xuanyin sword intent, and in the depths of his gaze, he seemed to see himself in the past in the Qin Dynasty - Donghuang Taiyi.

You must know that the original name he gave at that time was Dongfang Undefeated, but because of the difference in dialects, Dongfang Undefeated was called Donghuang Undefeated, and he was made to wear the title of Donghuang Taiyi under the mistake of Yin and Yang, but at that time it was also worthy of the name.

This appearance of condensing the atmosphere with sword intent is admonishing oneself and reminding oneself of one's identity?

“……”

His eyes condensed slightly, but he saw that the originally formed human form immediately changed shape, dissipated into the clouds, the black clouds contracted, the purple thunder shook, and in an instant, it rained in the sky.

Bad!

Bow your head again.

The people around have long been attracted by the Xuanyin sword intent to the most evil side of their hearts, their eyes show killing intent, they have long lost their humanity, whether they are adults, children, women or old people, everyone looks at them with murderous eyes, as if they are going to eat themselves alive.

He roared like a beast, and his mouth was full of saliva.

Evil.

Demon.

It's hell on earth.

But it was also the Blue Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao who was so frightened that he was completely angry, regardless of flying directly onto the city wall with light skills, and directly looking for the source of his understanding, the little county lord Zhao Min.

"Nothing to do with people, etc.!"

"Out!"

His expression froze, he carried his back with one hand, stretched out his hand with the other, turned his palm upward, and then grabbed it in the air.

Crunch!

A soft sound sounded in front of Yue Yuan, and the void above his right hand appeared a slight crack under his grip, as if an invisible piece of transparent silk had been artificially torn out. Then his right hand was clenched tightly, and with a loud bang, an invisible wave of qi rushed in all directions with Yue Yuan as the center.

on the streets.

Under this wave of anger, all the ordinary people who came to kill Yue Yuan were thrown out and fell to the ground unconscious.

One step, one ring.

The strength was endless, the stone slabs on the ground were like waves, and they were constantly rising and falling, and those who were not thrown in the distance were standing unsteadily and falling to the ground under the tremor of the earth. Not only that, but the buildings on both sides of the street fluctuated with it, and many fell in the midst of a loud bang.

In one move, those people who lost their minds who rushed to Yue Yuan fell into a coma, this is just that Yue Yuan didn't want to kill too much, otherwise, under his move, those ordinary people who were already powerless would have been killed and injured countless times.

In the blink of an eye, the dense crowd of besieging people was swept away, leaving only those who had lost their minds in the distance were trying to break through the obstacles and come to Yue Yuan's face, using their bodies, their teeth, and the weapons they could find in their hands to hit them.

"It's so pathetic!"

With a faint look in his eyes, Yue Yuan sighed to himself, and then continued to look at the sky, he knew that the moves of the Xuanyin Twelve Swords with his own will were by no means these ordinary people who could only be used as cannon fodder, these were just a little appetizer.

Maybe this was a terrible weapon for the little county lord Zhao Min, but for the sword intent of the Xuanyin Twelve Swords, it was just a casual one.

Air.

Thunder was everywhere, and it was raining.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is rain, but in the eyes of Yue Yuan, it is not so.

The sword that fills the sky and keeps falling.

It's rain.

It's a sword.

It's a rain of swords that kill endlessly.

Under the evil will of the Twelve Swords of Xuanyin, everything it looked at was nothing more than prey. There is nothing to do and nothing to do, and everything can be killed in its opinion.

Overwhelmed, it enveloped everyone below, and the rain of swords became more and more powerful as it fell faster and faster.

Eyes narrowed.

The expression on Yue Yuan's face remained unchanged, in the face of this blow that did not distinguish between the enemy and me, Yue Yuan just raised his right hand slowly upward, replacing the knife with his hand, and then a horizontal swing of the knife.

Instantly.

I saw that at the moment when he swung down, others began to tremble invisibly, and countless figures flew out of their bodies and slashed towards the sky.

There are as many swords as there is a rain of swords.

The sword is infinite, and the sword is infinite.

Half a day.

The falling trend of the sword rain stopped, and Yue Yuan's hand knife was also withdrawn.

The moment he put his right hand back on his waist, he heard a loud sound erupt in the sky, as if endless thunder was rioting in mid-air, and the vibration after the sword rain and sword strength clashed came out, and the dark clouds were covered by countless white water vapor at this moment, shrouded in it.

In the blink of an eye, there was an extra layer of white vapor cover in the sky above the capital.

But Yue Yuan knew that this was just a random blow before he really fought with the Xuanyin Twelve Swords Evil Sword Intent, and he didn't know how much he had grown in the Sword Prison in the past thousand years, maybe it was beyond his imagination.

Coming out of the riot in the Sword Prison, even if there is still a foundation left in it, but the real evil essence at this moment, Yue Yuan has already affirmed that it has all arrived, and what remains in the Sword Prison is probably just an empty shell deliberately left by the Xuanyin Twelve Swords.

"It's ruthless."

"The first target of your knife is yourself!"

I don't know when, another Yue Yuan appeared behind Yue Yuan, but the two looked slightly different, one was a teenager and the other was a young man. The young man is Yue Yuan himself, and the young man is the remnant of the Xuanyin Sword Intent.

Back to back.

Turn your backs to each other.

The young Yue Yuan quipped with a wicked smile on his face: "What a traitor! ”

……

Upstairs at the city gate.

Fear.

Afraid.

Wrath.

Killing Intent.

Wei Yixiao, who had countless emotions mixed to the extreme, completely broke out, full of killing intent towards the little county lord, and his light skills were running to the extreme, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a green cloud floating on the city gate tower, and when he passed by a soldier's side, he took the scimitar in the opponent's hand, jumped in front of the little county lord Zhao Min, and slashed directly at the opponent's neck with the scimitar in his hand.

"What a cruel knife!"

"It's really a stinky man, and he won't pity the jade at all."

Facing the thunderous blow of the blue-winged bat king Wei Yixiao, the little county lord Zhao Min smiled slightly, like a plum blossom blooming in winter, and she was the only one in the snow-white. While speaking, the jade hand moved lightly, and the broken strings seemed to come to life under the soft fingers, plucking, and flicking.

The strings stood up and met the scimitar that was slashing towards the neck.

Keng——

The string is over, and the knife is broken.

The half-cut knife was slightly sideways for her to avoid it, allowing the half-cut knife to fly into the hearts of the soldiers on the side. However, the half-cut knife in Wei Yixiao's hand only narrowly missed her neck, and the strength of the roll did not bring the slightest damage, and the only use was to stimulate the girl's delicate skin and raise some small bumps.

“！！！”

The slightest difference in the knife made Wei Yixiao's eyebrows frown, and his heart was even more stunned.

This casual wrist ...... It's a name for itself.

But it was also this glance that made the Blue Winged Bat King see that there was an inexplicable strange situation on the little county lord of the Yuan Court, just like this city that had become weird.

In a flash of thought, Wei Yixiao's body moved again, and the half-truncated knife in his hand was directly inserted into the throat of the little county lord who was sitting there.

Broken knives, still able to kill.

Snort –

Blood splattered, and the blade sank into the flesh.

"Uh-huh???"

Raising his head, Wei Yi smiled and looked at the person dressed as a general with surprise suddenly rushing out from behind the little county lord, stretching out his right hand and grabbing the broken knife in his hand.

Bright red blood was dripping along the blade of the knife, falling on Zhao Min's chest, and after a while, her chest had already been dyed a blood-red.

"This trick? You are!!! ”

After staring at the face of this strange general for a long time, Wei Yixiao saw that it was only a face that was half covered, and the other party closed his lips tightly, stared at Wei Yi with his eyes attentively, and was silent.

"Blue Winged Bat King, your opponent is not the lord of this county!"

"He's your opponent."

"When old acquaintances meet, they should be talked about when they want to come."

"You said yes, right?"

"My master, Fan Yao, the right envoy of light."

After saying that, the little county lord got up with a calm smile on his face, turned over the guqin, and held the Yitian sword hidden under the guqin in his hand, while the person turned around and walked towards the city.

She always had one goal.

That's the leader of the Ming Sect.

Yue Yuan!