Since many years ago, there has only been one person in Xiao Yunye's world besides himself, and this person is Sheena.

He has climbed unattained peaks in his life, and he has also won the title of obsession, and at the same time, he has fulfilled the promise passed down from his ancestors.

Decades have passed like a white horse, and the high-spirited sword-wielding boy has reached his twilight years, and the moment Hina walked into the Styx family, Xiao Yunye's world was only left with him.

It's just that, just like the eternal laws of the universe, everything has an end, but the end of destruction will eventually usher in a new life, and the end is also the beginning.

After fulfilling his ancestor's mission, he joins the small barbecue restaurant, and at the same time, many new faces break into his world.

As Sheena told him, he has found a new home.

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In the ring.

Xiao Yunye stood with the sword in one hand, and the other hand slowly stretched out to the hilt of the sword.

This action is commonplace, it is an action that everyone who practices martial arts has repeated countless times, but at this moment, this action shocked Xia Feng.

The former No. 1 Sword Saint of the Yan Kingdom is finally about to pull out his Qingmen Sword!

....

Seeing that the opponent was finally going to draw his sword, Dong Fu half-leaned over and said.

"It is true that I was wounded by the woman yesterday, but compared to the orders of the person who gave the order, I have shown mercy to my subordinates."

Xiao Yunye gently placed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

"Yes, in that case, I will also be merciful."

After saying that, Xiao Yunye's legs were slightly separated, staggered one after the other, and his right hand gradually tightened the hilt of the sword.

For some reason, the sky suddenly darkened, and the wind on the field stopped, replaced by a dark cloud in the sky.

"Whew!"

The wind that had just stopped was blowing again, but it was more frantic than the previous breeze.

At this moment, Xiao Yunye in the sight of the East Burial seemed to have disappeared, of course, he did not really disappear, but the East Burial did not feel any breath emanating from him at this moment.

At this moment, Xiao Yunye's whole person seemed to be one with heaven and earth.

The two stood facing each other, and the chaotic cold wind spread a word to the ears of the east burial.

"Xiao only makes one move, if you can stop it, I will admit defeat."

....

The sound of this sentence was not loud, but it contained incredible penetrating power, and not only Dongfu heard it, but all the spectators in the entire arena heard it at this time.

Karn shouted at the stage with a sneering expression.

"Mr. Dong Fu, this person is already old and confused, don't rub shoulders with him, hurry up and get rid of this old guy who doesn't know the sky, and then abolish Xia Feng."

Xia Feng on the other side of the audience didn't say anything, his face was very complicated, looking at Xiao Yunye's figure in the ring ready to draw his sword, the black and white twins in his body were exuding strange signals.

There is no doubt that this is a red flag.

He remembered that the last time the Black and White Twins had conveyed such a signal to him was when he had encountered Tallulah in the Scourge area of Casimir.

....

Winter in Victoria is unpredictable, and the dark clouds in the sky are getting thicker, like a winter thunder brewing.

A drop of cold sweat ran down Dong Fu's cheek.

He had ignored Karn's shouts at him, and Xiao Yunye said that if he could take the next move, he would throw in the towel.

This sounds like an extremely arrogant and blindly confident statement, but as Xiao Yunye's only opponent at this moment, Dong Fu feels unprecedented pressure.

The dark clouds in the sky didn't seem to be in the sky, but filled his heart, pressing him out of breath.

....

The East Burial is indeed an Easterner, and for some reason, this time he traveled thousands of miles to Victoria to take charge of some secret operations as agreed with someone.

As for this sword fighting competition, it can only be regarded as an episode.

In the distant eastern kingdom, he is one of the four great swordsmen of Pingqiu, the eldest disciple of Sakuratake Shiyaro, and one of the disciples who is known as the most promising to surpass his master in this life.

In his cognition, his sword skills have been infinitely close to the peak, reaching the realm of the unity of human and sword.

However, at this moment, facing Xiao Yunye, who was about to pull out his sword, he was surprised to feel his insignificance.

In front of him at this moment, it seemed to be a mountain peak that reached into the sky.

....

"I'm going to draw my sword."

Xiao Yunye's voice was like a drizzle in the mountains, but in the ears of Dong Fu, it was like a flood and a beast.

Gritting his teeth, his self-esteem as a strong man overcame his timidity, and Dong Fu firmly grasped the hilt of the knife in his hand while raising his attention to the extreme.

It is already difficult to improve in his current realm, and if he does not encounter a special opportunity, he will definitely stop.

And at this moment, Dong Fu seemed to see an unprecedented challenge, and this challenge was Xiao Yunye.

Whether it is swordsmanship or swordsmanship, what is cultivated in the later stage is the heart, Xiao Yunye will definitely devote all his strength to this move, as long as he can take this move, he will break through himself and enter a higher realm.

"Let's do it."

After figuring it out, Dong Fu's eyes widened, and he was ready to draw the knife at the same time at the moment when Xiao Yunye made a move, with the knife drawing technique he had honed tens of thousands of times, he would definitely be able to take this move.

.....

The clouds in the sky are getting thicker, and the cold wind on the stage is getting stronger.

Xiao Yunye closed his eyes gently, and the palm holding the hilt of the sword gradually tightened, and at the same time, the old voice reached the audience.

"Xia Feng, I'll show you today, the second form of sad autumn and rain."

In the next second, the sword in Xiao Yunye's hand was unsheathed.

At this moment, the eyes of the East Burial on the opposite side widened, and the idea of drawing the knife at the same time as Xiao Yunye disappeared in an instant.

His knife can't be pulled out, or rather, it doesn't make sense to pull it out or not, in his eyes, Xiao Yunye's figure turned into a mountain peak that went straight up to the sky, and the sword out of the sheath was a waterfall that flowed straight down.

Dong Fu's eyes seemed to see a flood coming towards him from above the nine heavens, and the monstrous waves covered the heavens and the earth, drowning him with the momentum of tearing everything apart.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap exploded in the sky.

Under the reflection of thunder and lightning, a fine light flashed in Xiao Yunye's eyes, and the Qingyun Sword was instantly unsheathed, and the ground under his feet was trampled to pieces.

The sword shadow in the sky covered the eastern burial like a huge net, and all the movements were sealed.

Dong Fu's eyes widened and he didn't dare to move, so he could only let the flood hit, and he couldn't even hold his breath, because he knew that if he moved an inch, he would be crushed to pieces.

Subsequently, surrounded by the sword light in the sky, and without moving in the east burial, he finally survived this move in shock.

"Ding!"

Xiao Yunye's figure passed by the east burial, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the Qingyun sword had been returned to the scabbard.

....

"Boom!"

The aftermath of thunder in the sky, the whole burial in the ring was sweating, for him, a breath and breath, as if he had experienced a century of torment.

It was the experience of brushing shoulders with death.

Xiao Yunye stood behind Dong Fu and inserted the sword back into the scabbard completely, and opposite him at this time was the bell tower in the distance of the arena.

At the same time, Dong Fu's body changed, to be precise, the clothes on his body.

"Si~"

Like a pancake that has been cut, countless cuts burst out of the clothes on the top and bottom of Dong Fu's body, and in an instant, all the clothes turned into rags that gradually fell off.

A sleek body was exposed, just like Xiao Yunye said before, he would also show mercy to his subordinates.

The East Burial is destined to not be able to take this trick, because as long as it moves for half a minute in the process, it is the East Burial himself who is turned into pieces at this moment.

Just like the demonstration for Xia Feng in the courtyard of the barbecue restaurant, the knife peeled the apple, chopping the incense and continuously, at this moment, all the sword qi perfectly staggered the body of the east burial, and only wiped the clothes.

"Boom!"

A loud bang was heard.

One second after Xiao Yunye withdrew his sword, the bell tower dozens of meters away from the ring collapsed.

A sword and a sword seem to be the same, but their owners are close to the end of the world.

.....

Afterwards, the workers in charge of cleaning up the site found that the wreckage of the collapsed bell tower was covered with deep, a full 108 sword marks.