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And at this moment, there is a strong smell of blood in this ancient house, and the smell of blood stains the clouds around Teng around it red, because, in this ancient house, a stunned scene is being staged.

A young man in Tsing Yi, who was about twelve or thirteen years old, held a blood-stained long sword, and fought among forty or fifty young men of his age and wearing the same green clothes, and there were forty or fifty corpses on the ground, and it was obvious that the blood on the long sword in his hand came from these forty or fifty people.

Although he was facing forty or fifty people on his own, the young man shuttled through it with ease, the long sword in his hand rose and fell, and the shadow of the sword was slightly black, as if to cut the sky, cutting, the sound of the long sword breaking through the air, and the sound of the long sword breaking through the air was even more incessant hunting.

Murderous aura, endless killing intent.

If you are here, you will be shocked by the sword shadow, because the black sword shadow is actually a murderous condensation, the sword shadow stands in this world, everything around it seems to be frozen by it, the slightest black killing intent rushes straight into the nine heavens and clouds, and the whole space begins to tremble faintly, it seems that even this space is afraid of it, even the sky, even the earth, are afraid of it.

"Kill the sword!!That's really killing the sword!Big brother succeeded!"

And in the moment where the black sword shadow condensed, the vast world, next to a ring of golden light above the nine heavens, the two bodies that seemed to be nothingness trembled violently, their eyes met, their faces were excited, and their voices were a little trembling to say this.

"Yes, quick, it's our turn to make a move, we must not let this killing intent pass through, otherwise, what the eldest brother did will be in vain!"

Immediately, the two of them turned their heads to look at the golden ring beside them at the same time, two black air currents rose from the palms of their hands, and when the air flow surged, the golden ring actually made a slight hissing sound, but only for a moment, this black air flow shrouded it, making the golden light directly dim, and the black killing intent conveyed here was also completely blocked out of this ring.

Of course, the young man didn't know such movements, he was just waving the long sword in his hand mechanically, as if he was unconscious.

Under such an aura, those forty or fifty people were also powerless to resist, but in fact, it was not that they were too weak, but that the sword shadow full of killing intent was too strong, so strong that they were slow to move, so strong that their hearts trembled violently, and they were even unilaterally slaughtered.

"Smack!"

The last figure fell to the ground, half an hour passed in a flash, the young man's body was all black and red, he was proudly independent, and at his feet, there were cold corpses dripping with blood.

The young man shook his head, a ripple in his eyes, and stepped over the corpses step by step, and walked straight into the open hall in front of him, where an old man with a full head of hair and a long beard sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.

"Master. The young man entered the main hall, stopped behind the old man, and spoke softly.

"Kill them all?"

The old man's body did not move, nor did his lips, but the old man's voice reached the air.

"Yes, Master!" replied the boy.

"I ask you, just now, how did you feel when you killed ninety-seven senior brothers with your own hands?" the old man said.

The young man thought about it carefully, his expression was shocked, and he said, "Master...... There was a strong killing intent surging into the sword in his hand, that...... Is it a sword killing?"

The old man nodded in satisfaction, and then looked up at the sky again, as if looking at the moment.

"Yes, it seems to be okay, now, do it, kill me!

"Master, you...... What do you say?"

The young man's eyes widened, and there were endless ripples in his dark eyes, obviously, he couldn't believe what he had heard with his ears, or rather, he didn't want to hear this sentence, he could make a move on anyone, including himself, but there was only one person, he would never be able to do it, and that person was the old man in front of him, his master.

"You heard me right, let's do it!" the old man replied affirmatively to the young man with an expressionless face.

"Master, why? " The young man's eyes turned red and he asked the old man.

"Later, you will understand! Now, use the sword in your hand to pierce me!" said the old man.

"Master, disciple forgive me!" The young man's face was firm, and he replied to the old man, and at the same time, a trace of doubt also appeared in his heart, if a person is going to die, how can there be a future?

"Alas!"

The old man sighed slightly, and a somewhat dry palm fell on the young man's right hand holding the killing sword in an instant, raised his right hand, and stabbed it towards his chest.

"No...... No...... Master!

The boy tried his best to break free of the old man's palm, but to no avail, and in the end, he could only scream.

However, the old man's movements did not stop because of the young man's roar, and in an instant, he had already pierced his chest.

"Master......"

At this moment, the young man broke free from the old man's palm, he pulled out his long sword, looked up to the sky and roared, and two lines of tears burst out of his eyes.

After roaring, he put the long sword in his hand on the ground, leaned down, put the old man's body upright, knelt down on his knees, and knocked his head three times.

Then, with a swing of his palm, the long sword on the ground was sucked up by him, the long sword that was already stained with the blood of ninety-eight people, and finally, stabbed into his own heart.

"Boom!"

Outside the house, the clouds rolled in the air, and a thunderclap sounded, and the raindrops the size of beans rolled down, but the raindrops seemed to have only fallen in this ancient house.

In the courtyard, ninety-eight bloody corpses were washed by the rain, and the small ancient house was instantly covered with blood, as if it were a river.

But the blood flowed into the hall from low to high, and finally all gathered around the young man, engulfing him completely.

......

Xiaoqian World, Xuanling Continent, Qingyang Town.

A boy of twelve or thirteen years old was lying beside the waterfall, his body stained with a little blood, and he had lost a little breath of life.

However, at this moment, he moved slightly.

He opened his eyes, frowned, looked himself up and down with a puzzled expression, and then looked around.

Then, his head shook and he suffered a sharp pain.

"Xiaoqian World, Xuanling Continent, Qingyang Town, Qinnan, Yan Family Patriarch Yan Zhentian Yizi, reached the third order of the Ning Dan Realm at the age of eight, and reached the seventh order of the Ning Dan Realm at the age of nine, but then he was attacked by others, and the natal bead was cracked and could not condense the Yuan Ling Pill, and stopped two years before the Soul Refining Realm. ”

A series of information came into his mind, and the young man understood that he did not die, but came to another world.

"Same as my name, another world?" Suddenly, a sentence flashed in the young man's mind: "Nan'er, you are not from this world, and it is useless to ask." ”

This is a sentence that his master once said to him, and it is also the sentence he remembers the most, although he peed and followed the master, he also asked his master for information about himself, however, he got this answer.

At that time, he didn't believe it, he thought that Master was joking with himself, how could he be from another world?

But at this moment, he believed, or rather, he had to believe, because he was already in another world.

"I ...... Why are you here?" the boy then wondered.

"In the future, you will understand!" but, at this moment, this sentence suddenly occupied all his consciousness.

He still didn't quite understand why his master would let him kill everyone with his own hands, or even kill himself, but he was already sure that his coming here must have something to do with his master, because he did have a future.

"Master, what is your intention in doing this? Could it be that my parents are in this world!!" The young man frowned, but then his eyes lit up suddenly: "Yes, it must be so! Qin Nan, since I have come back to life in you, then, let me live for you!"

Then, Qin Nan landed on his knees, kowtowed three times to the sky, and said three words sincerely.

"Thank you, Master!"

He got up slowly, his eyes slightly closed, and the extra memories in his brain were integrated and digested little by little.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, he felt a sudden shock in his body, and wisps of spiritual energy scattered all over his body began to surge towards the dantian, and a small red ball gradually condensed.

"Yuan Ling Pill!Crimson Yuan Ling Pill, First Order of Soul Refining Realm?"

Qin Nan, who had fused his memory, already understood what this crimson ball was, so he couldn't help but be surprised, because the owner of this body was eaten by the aura, because the natal bead was damaged and he couldn't condense the Yuan Spirit Pill.

But now?

"The natal bead is also intact!"

Not only did he condense the first Yuan Spirit Pill, but even the natal bead with a crack had become round and smooth, without a single flaw, and he was also surprised to feel that there were a few wisps of murderous aura lingering around this natal bead.

Qin Nan was puzzled, but his doubts were not because of how the natal bead was recovered, but where those wisps of murderous aura came from.

"Ninety-seven senior brothers, Master, I, kill my fellow disciples, kill my relatives, kill myself, kill everyone...... He closed his eyes and pondered, and after a long time, his face suddenly brightened, and his face was shocked: "Murderous aura, killing sword! This murderous aura! This murderous aura! It is the murderous aura on the long sword when I killed all the senior brothers before! Now it has entered my body? That's right, at that time, I used it...... It's the first style of sword killing! The first style of sword killing with real power! Master has done all this so that I can truly comprehend sword killing!"

"Qin Nan! It's you! Why are you here? Could it be that the ridiculous roar before came out of your mouth!"

But at this moment, a mocking voice came into his ears, he followed the voice, and saw a twelve-year-old boy, Qin Nan, who had already digested all his memories, knew that this young man's name was Yan Lin, and he had the strength of the first order of the Soul Refining Realm, and the ridiculous roar in his mouth was made by Qin Nan when he was devoured by the aura before.

Qin Nan didn't have the idea of answering the man's indecent question, he turned around and stepped away directly, and prepared to leave from here.

"Lao Tzu asks you, you kid is deaf? A wild seed with no father and no mother, if the patriarch hadn't accepted you as his righteous son, he wouldn't have known where he died, and he would have dared to be so arrogant! You really think you are the patriarch's own son!"

Being ignored by Qin Nan like this, Yan Lin was obviously very angry, he looked at Qin Nan fiercely, and said such a sentence.

As an outsider, the original Qin Nan had a higher talent than the juniors in the clan, reaching the third order of the Ning Dan Realm at the age of eight, and reaching the seventh order of the Ning Dan Realm that ordinary people could only reach at the age of eleven at the age of nine, at that time, many people first thought that he would be the second Yan Tianhua of the Yan family, and he would be the second proud son of the Yan family to enter the Heavenly Star Sect as an elder disciple.

Of course, the identity of an outsider has such a talent, which has also attracted the envy and rejection of many juniors of the Yan family, but because of his identity as the patriarch's righteous son, and more importantly, the extraordinary cultivation speed, those who are jealous do not dare to show it too obviously.

However, this situation has changed since he was attacked and the natal bead was damaged, and those juniors who were jealous of him gradually became arrogant, and it was not the first time that a similar scene had appeared, and Qin Nan had not cared about their attitude in the slightest.

However, the current Qin Nan is no longer the Qin Nan before.

"Step!"

He stopped, a terrifying killing intent suddenly dissipated, and he turned his head and looked at the young man coldly with piercing eyes.

When his eyes met, Yan Lin shivered directly, strands of cold sweat grew on his back, and he subconsciously looked away timidly.

Seeing Yan Lin's reaction, Qin Nan coldly withdrew his gaze, because, in his heart, this Yan Lin was already a clown, and he would not waste his time on a clown.

Without that piercing gaze, Yan Lin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he also frowned, "Just now...... Looking at his eyes with murderous intent, I actually felt a palpitation? No, how could this be possible, his previous cultivation speed was very terrifying, but in the two years after reaching the seventh order of the Ning Dan Realm, he had not made any progress at all, and I was a first-order Soul Refining Realm, one order higher than him, why should I be afraid of him?"

Thinking about it in his mind, Yan Lin's previous arrogance also rose again little by little.

"Why, you still don't accept your wild seeds, I think you're looking for a fight!"

As he spoke, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, his fists condensed, and he suddenly smashed towards Qin Nan, who was facing away from him, with the momentum of gravel.

Obviously, he was already planning to rely on the strength that he thought was one order higher than the first order to give Qin Nan a little color here, but he didn't know that the current Qin Nan was already a first-order soul refining realm.

"Click!"

However, just as his fist was about to smash on Qin Nan's back, Qin Nan's body turned suddenly, and a palm that seemed to be able to collapse the mountain and rift valley was tightly pinched on his left arm in an instant, and then, the sound of bones cracking sounded.

"Ahh

The intense pain dispelled the young man's arrogance, and the terrible screams echoed in the valley, but Qin Nan just shook his palm and let go of his broken arm.

"Yan Lin, let me hear those two words from your mouth again, it will be your neck that will be broken!"

Qin Nan's words didn't seem like a joke at all, and the terrifying killing intent made Yan Lin even more afraid, but after letting go of this sentence, Qin Nan took another step and continued to leave as if nothing had happened.

Qin Nan's figure gradually faded away, but Yan Lin didn't dare to speak anymore, his eyes were full of surprise: "He...... Isn't he a Natal Bead damaged? How can he be promoted! This is impossible!"

However, surprise to surprise, after Qin Nan left, he gritted his teeth and said a word: "Qin Nan! You wild seed, even if you condense the Yuan Spirit Pill and step into the first order of the Soul Refining Realm, what if you wait! If you dare to hurt me, I will make you pay the price!"