I remember the first time I saw Li Jianyi, I was still a small registered disciple at the time, the back of the man in green clothes and not eating the fireworks of the world, there was no domineering momentum, and there was no arrogance, there was always a smile on his face, as if he was an old friend who had not been seen for a long time, this strong man who was among the martial arts masters of Selangor, gentle and elegant, humble as jade, elegant and elegant, admirable.

Later, on his own rise to prominence, this peaceful head can almost be said to be fully supported.

It was he who overrode public opinion and put himself before the bloodline disciples, as the chief of the sect's key cultivation.

Li Jianyi, one of the biggest forces in Selangor, never seems to have thought about himself, he has almost dedicated his life and all his energy to the Ask Sword Sect, and his greatest wish in life is to run the Ask Sword Sect into the largest force in Selangor, and pass it on for thousands of years.

He died before he left the school, which made the hero cry.

Also, he is also the father of Ding Hao's best friend Li Lan......

And the first time I saw the scene of abandoning the green shirt, to this day, I also remember it vividly, if it weren't for the fact that this sect senior has been secretly helping to support him, I am afraid that in the wilderness and forest, I have been pinched to death by Mu Tianyang like pinching a bedbug, where did the three-year covenant come from, where did today's [Sword Maniac Sword Idiot] come from?

The teacher's kindness has not been reported, but the elder has resigned!

But now...... Alas!

Thinking of this, the killing intent and hatred in Ding Hao's heart couldn't stop boiling, Li Lan fell into the eleventh section of the Journey to the West Ancient Road, and now life and death are uncertain, and his father died fighting for the sect, why did such an unfair fate fall on the Sword Sect?

Zhao Xingcheng and others, almost with tears in their eyes, restored the bloody battle in the past.

"What? Senior Brother Tang is rebellious, this ...... How is it possible?" Ding Hao was stunned.

"At first, we didn't believe it, but ......" Li Yunqi gritted his teeth and said carefully about the day when Tang Buddha secretly abandoned the green shirt, forced Li Jianyi, and killed countless loyal disciples and elders of the sect, and said: "These things are what I and all the senior brothers have seen with our own eyes, and there can be no half-falsehood, we are willing to swear by our own lives and souls!"

Ding Hao was silent for a long time.

This news hit him no less than the death of Li Jianyi and Qi Qingshan.

The second person in the Sword Sect, who has always been iron-faced and selfless, in charge of the criminal law of the Sword Sect, has been conscientiously assisting the head of the sect, setting up a situation of discord, eradicating the nails in the sect in one fell swoop, and reversing the decline, Tang Fo Tears, who has gradually been regarded by himself as the same role as his relatives and teachers, actually chose to fight back at such a time?

It's a shame.

Why is this happening?

Ding Hao clenched his fists tightly and said, "In this way, the demon clan did not attack the mountain with all its might? Did the [Immortal Phoenix Great Sage] suddenly send down the decree and withdraw the demon clan's army?

"Yes" Li Yunqi nodded, and said: "It's the [Heaven Splitting Sword Sect] of Jianzhou, the four peak powerhouses of the Martial King appeared, destroyed the mountain gate defense formation, and led us to defeat in the end, and then there was a [Heaven Splitting Sword Sect] elder of the Martial Emperor realm, who was strict and ruthless, and suppressed some other resistance forces with iron-blooded means, and now there are tens of thousands of disciples of the sect, only about 8,000 or so are left, and they are forcibly sent into the mine cave in the garbage area of the back mountain, and they are mining Xuanjing ore day and night!"

"Heaven Splitting Sword Sect!"

Ding Hao nodded and clenched his teeth tightly.

In the [Hundred Saints Battlefield], the [Heaven Splitting Sword Sect] captured Ximen Qianxue, made a mortal enmity with himself, and was killed by himself Ning Huxiao, but he didn't expect to return to Selangor, this sect is so crazy, it seems that this is destined by God, with you and without me!

It's just that why did the garbage area in the back mountain change, the purple dragon qi pillar, and the endless Xuanjing mine, and the mysterious cave under the cliff, what does it have to do with it?

Ding Hao controlled the killing intent and anger boiling like a volcano in his body, and carefully considered it.

Now there are many things in front of him, such as looking for Li Yiruo, Ximen Qianxue and others, such as trying to inquire about Li Lan's whereabouts, such as finding the whereabouts of other disciples of the Sword Sect who entered the [Hundred Saints Battlefield]......

But none of this can be done in a short period of time.

He had to rush to the Wenjian Mountain Range as soon as possible.

Every minute and second of delay, I don't know how many disciples of the Sword Sect died in the midst of their labor.

"Xiaoyao, your current strength can be regarded as one of the strong men in Selangor, you stay here, lead everyone to repair, and then collect information, inquire about the whereabouts of Li Lan, Yiruo and other senior brothers, Mengmeng and Yingqi also stay, I wish you a helping hand," Ding Hao patted the little fat man on the shoulder and said, "In case of trouble, ask Yingqi more, don't be impulsive." ”

Ren Xiaoyao nodded with red eyes.

Ding Hao smiled again and said to Ji Yingqi: "It seems that the matter on my side has to trouble you, the little Wensheng." ”

"Brother Ding, you have seen ...... outside" Ji Yingqi couldn't help but stretch out her hand, shook Ding Hao's palm, and said in a low voice: "Brother Ding, don't be too sad." ”

Ding Hao nodded.

The next moment-

"Evil Moon, come with me to ask the Sword Mountain Range. ”

Ding Hao turned into a streamer and rose to the sky, with the fat cat evil moon, like a golden rainbow, disappeared in a blink of an eye, but the terrifying god-like aura did not disperse for a long time, leaving a golden trace like a crack in the sky.

At this moment, everyone could only look up.

......

......

Ask the Sword Mountains.

It's early spring.

Because the winter in Selangor is extraordinarily long, you can still faintly see layers of snow on the peaks at this time, and the ice and snow melt on the sunny side of the mountain col, revealing the dark soil, green shoots, breaking through the cold blockade of a winter, showing their heads slightly, looking at the world curiously.

A damp corpse could be faintly seen, naked in the half-melted snow and ice.

These are all when attacking the Sword Sect, the dead warriors, both sides, were buried in the ice and snow, and only when the ice and snow melted, did they gradually reveal.

Flocks of crows and vultures swirled in the sky, landing on the dry trees as if they had grown black leaves.

Looking up from the sword washing pool, there are still traces of a shocking battlefield.

The collapsed mountain peaks and stone buildings, the damaged stone steps, and the cracks and collapses in the ground that were blasted out by the great supernatural powers with strong force, and the ruined scenes left after the explosion of the inscription formation, made this once beautiful martial arts spiritual land like a ruin.

Ding Hao appeared in such a dilapidated foothill.

Look up at this familiar and unfamiliar mountain range and look up at the azure sky.

It seems that faintly, you can still see the smiling faces that have passed away.

Step by step, he walked up the dilapidated and ruined mountain road.

A strange mist permeated the whole body, and with a slight step, the figure was a flash, spanning hundreds of meters in an instant.

Only three years have passed, and it has been more than a thousand days and nights since the first morning after the crossing, the day when I sat by the sword washing pool and practiced the sword to seek vitality, but as if it was yesterday, the turquoise sword washing pool like a jewel was still embedded in the mountains, shining with charming brilliance.

The scenes of the past flickered in front of him, and the closer he got to the mountain gate, the more frightened Ding Hao became.

He was certainly not an enemy on the Mount of Fear.

But when I thought of stepping into the mountain gate this time, I would really never see Li Jianyi again, I would never see the abandoned green shirt, and I would not be able to see many friends and teachers who were extremely familiar in the past, this feeling was simply a heart-rending pain.

Ding Hao had an illusion, as if if he didn't come back, he wouldn't have to face such a cruel reality again.

Before I knew it, I had come to the mountain gate.

......

"Stop, who dare to break in and ask the Sword Sect?"

A loud shout came from the side, but it was a young warrior wearing the costume of Qingping Academy.

As one of the disciples who was temporarily dispatched to guard the mountain gate, Du Haitao immediately discovered this young man in Tsing Yi who looked a little lost and depressed.

This young man didn't seem to be a disciple of Qingping Academy or other Zhanshan sects, but he appeared extremely strangely, there was no one in front of him one moment, and the next moment there was suddenly such a figure in front of him, which surprised Du Haitao in his heart, but he didn't think much about it, he made a color towards his companion and immediately stopped him.

Du Haitao stretched out his hand and grabbed it, trying to stop the young man.

Who knew that at the moment when the palm of his hand was about to rest on the young man's shoulder, a flower appeared in front of him, and the young man in Tsing Yi disappeared in front of him in an instant like a ghost.

"What's the matter? Am I dazzled?" Du Haitao was shocked.

"No, what he was wearing just now seemed to be the costume of a disciple of the Sword Sect. Another disciple of Qingping Academy said thoughtfully.

"It won't be asking the Sword Sect powerhouse to return to the mountain, right?" said the other disciple with a solemn expression.

Du Haitao was shocked in his heart, and was about to ring the alarm bell as soon as possible and report to the master above......

At this moment, he saw a scene that he will never forget-

Five or six living companions around him suddenly froze in place, and then without warning, their heads rose into the sky, as if they had been cut off by an invisible blade, and a fountain of blood came out of their necks, and then he saw an extremely strange scene.

An extremely familiar figure, standing in place, its head gone.

"It's ...... No, it's my body, but how can I see my back......"

The moment the last thought sprung up, he suddenly understood something, infinite fear rose in his heart, horror flooded him like a tide, he was beheaded silently, and he didn't even notice it, could it be......

The young man in Tsing Yi ......

Poof!

Five or six people fell to the ground in unison, and their bodies separated.

......

The first, second and third staircase areas that used to be bustling and lively are now bleak.

There was a dead air in the air.

On the side of the road, you can also see the corpses of scrawny dead disciples of the Sword Sect, and I don't know where the wild dogs are gnawing at them, but fortunately, the air is still very cold, so there is no large-scale corruption......

There are few people.

Three young figures suddenly appeared in the distance.