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Seeing this, Ou Chuyang tightened the black flame knife in his hand. What he is most afraid of now is that the scholar will return to his original state, if that happens, Ou Chu ** Ben will not have the strength to fight against him again. Therefore, he could only use that cold momentum to firmly lock on to the scholar.

The scholar rose out of the ground, the long black wind was messy by the sand, and there was no elegance of the previous scholar, due to excessive excitement, the scholar's forehead was bruised, and he almost wanted to break the skin, and the blood could be clearly seen.

Trembling, the scholar stared at Ou Chuyang with his eyes, and said viciously: "Ou Chuyang, you are very good, I will write down today's events, and I will find Qiu Yuliang back another day." I hope you don't die too early, and the next time we meet, it will be your time of death. The cowardice in Qiu Yuliang's words made everyone present breathe a sigh of relief, this battle has lasted for so long, even a character like a god will feel tired, and now seeing that the situation in the field has eased, everyone is relaxed. It's just that there is another person who has not diminished his fighting spirit at all, and that is Ou Chuyang.

Raising his knife and staring, Ou Chuyang raised his head slightly, and said coldly: "You also have to live well, and the next time I see you, you won't leave so easily." To be honest, he didn't want to just let Qiu Yuliang go, an enemy as powerful as the former, one less would be less trouble, and a little less dangerous. It's just that Ou Chuyang knows that his current physical condition can't keep Qiu Yuliang at all. But what he wants to do must be done, otherwise, he will find himself weak, and it will inevitably make his heart kill.

Sure enough, after Qiu Yuliang's words were tempted, he didn't find that Ou Chuyang had the intention of backing down, and he secretly hated in his heart, and the former could only dispel the idea of suddenly killing him. His eyes swept slightly in another deep pit, Qiu Yuliang snorted coldly, and his person turned into a streamer of light and flashed into the distance.

The defeated enemy has fled, and it stands to reason that Ou Chuyang should relax, but when he found the wolf in the field and recalled the royal array that was destroyed because of himself, a monstrous anger involuntarily rose.

The cold gaze once again made Ou Chuyang's anger rise to the extreme, and the Black Flame Knife seemed to feel the anger of its master, and suddenly buzzed.

The long knife was sad, cold as frost, and the murderous aura was released from the blade, and with Ou Chuyang's endless killing intent, the temperature in the field suddenly plummeted.

The residents of Agni City who saw the scholar leave originally thought that the war was over, and were about to return to the ruined city to search for their home, but when they felt the cold killing intent bursting out of Ou Chuyang's body, they stopped in horror.

Countless eyes converged on Ou Chuyang's body, only to see Ou Chuyang slowly lower his figure, forming a catkins and flying to the side of the deep pit where Haoming was, the former raised lightly with one hand, and a wave of internal strength suddenly shot out, and Haoming, who was only half a breath left in the pit, floated up.

At this time, Haoming had no half life, and his whole body was stained red with blood, and a huge scar on his chest was pulled from his right arm to his left waist, and anyone who saw it couldn't help but gag.

Looking at this enemy who killed his father, Ou Chuyang's eyes did not have half a bit of pity, and his expression was cold, the former stretched out his finger on Hao Ming's body for a while, and after this finger strength, Hao Ming's blood that kept gushing out from his chest stopped abruptly.

Effectively stopped Haoming's continuous loss of blood, Ou Chuyang put Haoming on the ground and looked at him coldly, without saying a word. At this time, Hao Ming realized that he was not dead, but Hao Ming, who was very resentful of Ou Chuyang, did not have a good face.

"Ahem~, Ou Chuyang, don't think that if you treat me like this, I will be grateful to you and tell you that if I don't die, I will kill you if I have a chance. Hao Ming said coldly, and every word of the mouth would affect the injury and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ou Chuyang stared at Haoming coldly and did not speak, and such a strange scene suddenly attracted countless people to stop and watch.

Seeing that Ou Chuyang didn't speak, Haoming suddenly felt a strange fear in his heart, for some reason, he always felt that Ou Chuyang was as terrifying as a killing god now.

And at this moment, Ou Chuyang finally spoke.

The blade of the knife was raised slightly, Ou Chuyang's face was expressionless, but he just said: "Give you a chance, tell me who killed my father, and I will give you a good time." "Happy? haha~" When Hao Ming heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Be smart, I won't tell you, although that person has nothing to do with me, I still won't let you get your wish." "Oh, is it?" Ou Chuyang sneered when he heard this. Suddenly, the knife fell in his hand, and there was a knife in the position where there was no wound on Haoming's body. As soon as the knife went down, Hao Ming suddenly had a shallow wound on his body, although there were blood stains overflowing, but it didn't take a while to stop, obviously, Ou Chuyang's knife was not to hurt Hao Ming's life, but to make him feel what was pain.

"Ah~, what are you doing?" Haoming didn't expect Ou Chuyang to do this, he was frightened, and his voice became miserable.

"I'll ask you one more question. Who is the real culprit?" Ou Chuyang's voice was still indifferent, without the slightest emotion.

At this time, Su Mei and the others also surrounded them, but they were just standing not far behind Ou Chuyang and did not approach. Feeling the tyrannical aura emanating from Ou Chuyang's body, the hearts of all the strong people suddenly trembled.

"I want to know, go to the underworld and see your dead ghost daddy. This time, Hao Ming was no longer calm, feeling the pain from his nerves, and the former roared angrily.

"The mouth is really hard. As soon as the words fell, Ou Chuyang was three times again. This time it was still the same as the first knife before, the wound was neither deep nor shallow, and it was harmless. It's just that this time, everyone knows what Ou Chuyang is going to do.

"To say, or not to say?" "Huh~" This time it's seven knives.

"Give you another chance. Ou Chuyang said coldly.

"Don't say it. Haoming still insisted.

"Huh~" eighteen knives.

"One last chance. This time, Ou Chuyang gave an ultimatum.

"You... You.... At this time, Haoming finally realized the terrible thing about Ou Chuyang, that indifferent and ruthless expression was simply a manifestation of disregard for life, even a villain like Haoming who disregarded family affection was deeply shocked.

"Huh~" Seeing that Haoming was still struggling, Ou Chuyang didn't even think about it, and it was a full one hundred and eighty knives to lift the black flame.

"Stop, I said, ah~, you bastard, I said, stop. One hundred and eighty knives fell, and Ou Chuyang stopped, his face was not red, his breath was not panting, and his expression was still cold. And such a means of punishment was put in the eyes of everyone, and I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Actually, in fact, I don't know who he is, I only know that your father's skills were taught by him, but your father has never called Shizun. Looking at Ou Chuyang in horror, Haoming really didn't want to face him anymore, like this, he might as well die directly.

"That's all?" Ou Chuyang asked again.

Hearing this, Hao Ming couldn't help but shudder, didn't dare to stay, and immediately added: "That's all, ah no, the Canglong knife was given by that person, I don't know his name, I only know that he is an old man." "Why did he teach my father martial arts and kill him? "I don't know, he didn't say it, your father doesn't know either, no one knows about it. Hao Ming was frightened and a little incoherent.

"That's all?" "Well, you can die. As soon as the words fell, the black flame knife in Ou Chuyang's hand danced wildly, and under the shadow of the knife, a puff of blood spilled out. In the desert, nearly a million people gathered together, completely occupying the newly raised sand dunes, and even so, there were still many people who could not see what was going on inside. As soon as the people in the inner layer saw such a bloody scene, they pushed everyone away, covered their mouths and ran out, and finally found a piece of air and vomited heavily.

The remnant sun is bloody, and the west wind is fierce.

The boundless Tanas Desert is full of wind and sand, and the demonic wind dances wildly. In the land of sand dunes filled with smoke and dust, a ruined castle stood in it, indescribably miserable and empty.

Who would have thought that a few days ago, this continent's famous city of fire would still be so prosperous. Now, after a war not seen in hundreds of years, the city is in such a dilapidated state.

However, this is not the end of this, and on the outskirts of the castle, not far from a hill of sand dunes, there are all kinds of people standing on the hills.

In the center of the crowd, in a deep pit about several meters deep, a tragic and tragic scene is being ruthlessly staged.

The shadow of the sword obscured the raging sun, and the blazing air flow also fled far away from the cold sword wind. In the middle of the field, only one person danced wildly with a long black knife in his hand.

The blood, endlessly spilled, splashed on the man's face and body, indescribably tragic.

It seems that Ou Chuyang has forgotten what he is doing, in his mind, there is only Wang Zhen's kind smile, only Mu Wanqing's sweet smile, only the vague face that is not clear in his memory, but has a blood connection.

The revenge of killing the teacher, the revenge of the father, and the revenge of killing love. The most unforgettable and unforgettable grudges in the world are all placed on the same person. Just imagine, who can withstand such a merciless blow, and who can forget these grudges willingly.

No one can, let alone Ou Chuyang.

As a result, all the hatred and resentment finally burst out in Ou Chuyang's heart at this moment.

Facing the enemy, Ou Chuyang did not spare his hand. And the punishment received by the other party is the most cruel torture in the world.

A thousand cuts.

The shadows of the knives flew, mixed with a disgusting fishy aura, and a thick blood mist rose in the sky. This blood mist is like a crimson blood carpet, strictly separating heaven and earth.

The sun was scorching, but the light could not break through the barrier of the blood mist, and was blocked out of the sky.

The earth is scarce, and the rolling yellow sand heat wave cannot break through the shackles of the blood mist, and it reverberates.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that only one person is the master here.

This person is Ou Chuyang.

A whole thousand knives finally bloomed the last wisp of exquisite cold light under countless unbearable gazes, and passed away quietly.

Above the sand dunes, there is still a blood mist in the sky, which cannot be dispersed.

By the time the blood mist in the sky turned into nothingness, Haoming's figure had completely disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

A martial saint powerhouse died like this, and there was no body.

The blade of the knife was stabbed diagonally at his feet, and Ou Chuyang fell to the ground weakly, and finally began to gasp heavily.

The low breath touched the hearts of everyone present.

There may not be a ring-shaped cliff where the sound can reverberate, but the low gasp is still in everyone's ears.

Father~Master~Wanqing~ I have avenged you.

Three soft calls expressed the sadness in Ou Chuyang's heart, and also relieved a matter in his heart. At the same time, Ou Chuyang also felt extremely empty.

Those close to you have already left you, what's the point of living?

Through. Is it for this vendetta, in order to make oneself feel the merciless farewell, or is it for the punishment of God because one should have died but did not die?

Heaven?

This is the way of heaven?

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. Ou Chuyang thought of a "wise saying".

couldn't bear to see Ou Chuyang go down like this, Su Mei walked over gently with Mu Wanqing's body in her arms, and put Mu Wanqing's body beside Ou Chuyang, the former stretched out a hand and put it on Ou Chuyang's shoulder, and said softly: "Ou Chuyang, don't be like this, your life is still very long, since you are alive, you have to go on." I don't think even she wants you to do that. ”

Su Mei said, her expression tightened, and a few tears slid down her pretty face.

Turning his head blankly, looking at the pretty face that once made his heart throb, Ou Chuyang gently stroked the jade face that had become cold, and couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

Such a touching scene touched the hearts of countless people, and many people felt the sadness of moving forward, and then sobbed together.

The breeze blew slowly, raising gusts of sand and dust, covering the pretty face of the beauty with a light layer of dust. Ou Chuyang stroked it with his hand to make it extremely neat, and slowly stretched out his arms, holding Mu Wanqing's body in his arms and gently leaning on his arms.

In this way, Ou Chuyang knelt there for a long time, and it was not until the sun climbed to the top that there was any change.

As if he had figured out something, and didn't seem to want to think about it, Ou Chuyang picked Mu Wanqing up, nodded at Su Mei and the Helian brothers, and then came to Ye Qiu's side.

Looking at Fang Zhun beside Ye Qiu, lying on the ground with a scorched black body, Ou Chuyang said in a low voice, "How is he?"

When Ye Qiu heard this, he rarely showed a pitiful expression, his indifferent eyes were no longer ruthless, but he looked at Fang Zhun worriedly, and replied, "I'm not dead yet, but I'm not far from death." ”

Hearing this, Ou Chuyang looked at it for a while, and then looked around, and after a while, the former found the figure of Mu Lin from the crowd that surrounded him.

Handed over Mu Wanqing's body to Su Mei's hands, please take care of it, and immediately, Ou Chuyang pulled away from the crowd and walked in.

Walking to Na Mulin's side, Ou Chuyang glanced at it lightly, lowered his body, and asked, "How are you?"

Hearing Ou Chuyang use the title "you", Mu Lin smiled miserably and said intermittently: "It seems... You... Still, still hold a grudge... Me. ”

Ou Chuyang didn't refute, just kept looking at Mu Lin and didn't speak.

Seeing this, Mu Lin took a breath to make himself smoother, and then continued: "I can't die now, but I won't live long." ”

As soon as these words came out, Piru and the other elders beside him immediately sobbed.

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