The majestic momentum hovers over the Flower City, and the snow falling thousands of miles away is strangely still.//--//(--Full text)
Thousands of brilliant sword lights appeared through the sky, tearing apart the flying snow.
The rising sword light dissipated, and Hua Wujian stood in the sky with thousands of Huacheng warriors, and giant crossbows were also set up on the Huacheng below.
Arrows oozing with cold light pointed into the void, although these arrows seemed like nothing to the master.
Below, warriors in bloody robes were marching toward Huacheng with swords in hand. The ground shook and echoed with the sound of uniform footsteps.
The weather has become extremely cold, biting than usual.
The cold wind swept across the sky, bringing with it bursts of sharp breaking sounds.
In the void, hundreds of warriors dressed in white were standing in the wind and snow. Most of them had their eyes slightly closed, but their terrifying oppression filled the air.
Dozens of Lingwu Realm warriors retreated to both sides, waiting for someone to arrive.
In the dead silence of the void, only the sound of the wind was left, and the still snowflakes were tainted with a chilling feeling.
"What are they doing?" Ye Chen raised his sword finger, pointed at the void in the distance, and murmured.
The cold wind blew up, and Ye Chen's sword pointed where it pointed. His murderous intention immediately dissipated, and the pressure was no longer there.
"Waiting for someone, waiting for the arrival of someone!" Wang You said in a solemn tone, his eyes gradually becoming sharp: "Every six times, this force will send a person in charge to bloodbath the tribes that surrendered to Bahan City!"
"The person they are waiting for is the person in charge this time." Wang You's voice gradually deepened, and his eyes showed fear. The person's cultivation level should be very high. Who in Huacheng can resist?
The warriors on the Flower City maintained a strict formation, holding their bow strings tightly, and their arrows were ready at any time. Their swords, gleaming with cold light, were looming in the wind and snow. The absolute silence gave people an inexplicable oppression.
Bang! A loud sound of stepping into the air resounded in the sky. This sudden sound of stepping into the air broke the dead silence between heaven and earth.
Bang bang! Wang Youchao retreated, looking into the void with a horrified expression.
Hundreds of warriors in fluttering white clothes retreated to both sides, their expressions extremely indifferent, and their eyes looked back with a hint of respect.
A slender figure walked through the snow, and the snowflakes condensed into ice wherever he stepped.
The weak sunlight was frozen, and the man's steps were gentle and slow. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on everyone's heart, completely affecting the overall situation of Du Kong.
A gentle and elegant temperament permeated his expression, and the young man looked at the flower city below with an indifferent expression.
"Come back, Commander!" Dozens of Lingwu Realm warriors whispered, their eyes showing respect.
The young man who was called Jun Hui just nodded, his eyes as calm as water swept over the whole place, and then he walked towards the Flower City below. The snowflakes still in the void began to dance wildly with him.
"Come back!" Hua Wujian looked slightly startled. That force really looked up to Hua Cheng.
"Jun Hui, damn it, it's this guy!" Wang You whispered, veins popping out.
"Have you ever heard of this person?" Qianchuan Xueliu frowned slightly, and vaguely, a terrifying oppression swept over him.
"This guy is famous for being ruthless. He has bloodbathed many tribes. All women, children, and children will be executed!" Wang You sighed slightly. If the Flower City is destroyed, the picturesque Flower City behind him will instantly turn into a hell on earth.
, blood flowed into a river.
The wind blew snowflakes as the young man approached, and the true energy of the warriors in Huacheng surged wildly.
In the void, Hua Wujian came out with a sword and shouted loudly: "I know that you are from the Moon Domain, and I also know the purpose of your coming here!"
"However, Rong Zaiping would like to say that Huacheng does pay blood crystals to Bahan City every year, but this does not mean that Huacheng is a force of Bahan City!"
"Huacheng has always maintained a neutral attitude towards the dispute between the noble forces and Bahan City."
"So everyone, can you let Huacheng go?" Hua Wujian was a proud person, but for the hundreds of thousands of creatures in Huacheng behind him, he had to lower his posture and beg.
The young man looked at Hua Wujian with an indifferent expression. There was silence for a while, and the sword with cold light appeared in his hand, "Kill!"
As soon as the word "kill" came out, the color of the sky and the earth changed in vain, and a chill spread across the nine heavens.
Hua Wujian sighed slightly, and his pleading eyes became extremely sharp. Since he couldn't save it, he would rather have it broken into pieces.
"If the city is destroyed, people will perish. Today we coexist with Huacheng. If the city is there and people are there, if the city is dead, people will perish!" Hua Wujian roared, setting off a terrifying wave of air.
"Kill!" Thousands of warriors roared out. Behind them was their home. They could not retreat and could only defend it with the swords in their hands.
The shouts rose into the sky, and thousands of bright sword lights emerged in vain.
Thousands of jujube-long sword energy rose up and gathered into a rainbow. The rainbow swept across the sky and shot directly at the young man, making an extremely powerful sound.
Whoosh! The huge crossbow was pulled, and a hail of arrows filled with cold light shot out, tearing apart the flying snowflakes.
At the moment when the sword energy gathered together, the sword in the young man's hand quietly lifted up, bringing with it a bright sword light.
As the strong cold air filled the air, the young man's figure shot out like a rainbow, leaving a trail of afterimages in the void. The overwhelming murderous intent directly stalled the offensive of Hua Wujian and others.
Boom! A bright sword light emerged from the rainbow of sword energy, destroying it with great force.
At the same time, a terrifying cold air filled the air, and several Huacheng warriors were directly shrouded in the cold air, turning into crystal clear ice sculptures, completely devoid of life.
Whoosh! The white-clothed warriors who followed the young man also drew their swords one after another. The bright sword light enveloped the entire world. The figures of Hua Wujian and others were directly submerged by the sword light, and sometimes they brought out eye-catching streaks of blood.
The rain of arrows shot out seemed like nothing, and the arrows were drowned by the torrent of sword energy before they arrived.
A tragic scene was played out in front of everyone. Wang You sighed slightly. He knew that Wang You and others alone could not stop these people's offensive.
"Let's go!" Wang You whispered, his ears filled with unwilling roars.
"Are we going to evacuate?" There was a trace of helplessness in the cold eyes. Qianchuan Xue knew that Hua Wujian and others were not trying to stop the steps of these white-clothed warriors, but to delay them and buy some time for the tribe to evacuate.
"As long as the seeds are there, then hope is still there, and one day bright flowers will bloom!" Wang You murmured, holding the sword hilt a little harder.
Whoosh! The spreading sword energy suddenly fell on the Flower City, and the green vines spreading on Bishan were directly smashed to pieces, causing the entire Flower City to shake violently.
"Yusong, the safety of Madman and the others will be entrusted to you!" Wang You took a step forward, and his momentum suddenly surged crazily.
Yusong, who had just climbed onto the tower, was startled and said in astonishment: "Wang Tou, won't you leave with us?"
Hearing this, Wang You shook his head, looked blankly into the void, and murmured: "I have to stay here!"
"But according to the arrangement of the Lord of Flower City, I will escort the women, children and children of the tribe to leave!" Yu Songjian frowned slightly and his tone was a little hasty. He knew that once Wang You stayed, his death would be waiting for him.
"Madman, you and Qianchuan must always be happy!" Wang You turned around and gently patted Ye Chen on the shoulder.
"And don't bully Qianchuan!" Wang You smiled heartily, and his aura became more and more fierce.
Zhang Chang's sword energy burst out, Wang You walked forward, every step was so determined, "I used to be confused, am I a dragon flying in the nine heavens, or am I Wang You in the flower city!"
"But one thing I can be sure of is that Huacheng belongs to me and I belong to Huacheng." Wang You murmured, with a look of absolute certainty in his eyes.
"But, Wang Tou" Yu Song was forcibly interrupted by Wang You before he could finish his words: "Boy Yu, don't forget mother-in-law, mother-in-law, you still have a few white-eyed wolves to raise, hurry up and leave with the army!"
Wang You roared angrily, with a ferocious look on his face. Before he finished speaking, Wang You took a step forward in vain, turned into a rainbow, and shot straight into the sky, "Kill!"
"Kill!" Wang You roared out wildly, and extremely terrifying sword energy bubbled out around him, making a sharp sound of breaking wind, and shot upward into the sky, tearing the void apart.
However, Wang You in the Soul Martial Realm is like a wave in the sea. In the end, he cannot set off the huge waves and can only be submerged by the waves.
Dozens of white-clothed warriors immediately surrounded Wang You, and the dense sword force trapped Wang You tightly. The sharp sword energy slashed across his chest, bringing up eye-catching blood flowers.
In the void, Huacheng's side was completely suppressed. Under the impact of dozens of Lingwu realms, the fight completely turned into a massacre, and the Huacheng warriors had no power to resist.
On the ground, like a tide, blood-clothed warriors came with swords, stepped on the city wall, and shot straight at the city tower! Sword lights shot out from the flower city and passed over the city tower, trying to stop the steps of these blood-clothed warriors!
Sword shadows filled the sky. It was an extremely brutal massacre, and the pungent smell of blood filled the void.
Yusong sighed slightly. He knew that today, either everyone would die, or some people might escape, "Madman, Qianchuan, let's go!"
"Yusong, the fallen leaves have to return to their roots, don't they?" Ye Chen murmured, staring blankly at the splashes of blood. This scene gave him a very familiar feeling.
"Yusong, please escort the others away first and leave us alone." Qianchuan Xue smiled gently and supported Ye Chen with her jade hands.
"But, the king ordered me to escort you away!" Wang You said hurriedly.
Hearing this, Qianchuan Xue shook her head, and her cold gaze passed over the sword shadow, falling far away on the courtyard of the thatched cottage, where she, Qian Chuanxue, belonged.
"Alas!" Yusong sighed slightly, shook his head resolutely, and swept down the tower, heading away from the city gate.
The sounds of killing gathered into a mournful song, and the blood spewed out stained the city gate red, and drops of blood swirled on the snow.
"Qianchuan, did I often kill people before?" Ye Chen murmured. His hand could hold the Qilin sword, even though the sword was rusty.
Hearing this, Qianchuan Xue smiled politely and said: "Well, you have killed many people, including those in the Soul Martial Realm, the Ling Martial Realm, and even the Martial Arts Realm!"
"But why should I kill people?" He held the falling snow catkins with his right hand, which gave Ye Chen a bone-chilling feeling.
"You never need a reason to kill!"
"As long as you think it's right, then you should stick to it." There was a trace of reminiscence in the cold eyes. Qianchuan Xue remembered what Ye Chen said before.
"Killing never needs a reason, as long as it is right, you should stick to it!" Ye Chen murmured, this sentence was also very familiar to him. The blood suddenly appeared, and the blood splattered on Ye Chen's body, dyeing it red.
Dressed in white.
Ye Chen had no idea that he was immersed in a world of selflessness again, "It's a very familiar sentence, but I forgot the person who said it. Who am I?"
"Who am I?" Ye Chen's muttering to himself was immediately drowned out by the sound of killing. On the tower, many blood-clothed warriors roared towards him. The swords in their hands brought out a cold light, streaking across the necks of the Huacheng warriors, and blood surged wildly.
"Who am I?" Ye Chen whispered, ignoring the surging sword energy and wildly dancing sword light around him, turned around, and walked towards the edge of the tower step by step.
"Qianchuan, I remember who said that. It was me, right?" Ye Chen suddenly chuckled.
Qianchuan Xue looked at the elderly figure in front of her, her steps staggering, as if she would be blown away by the wind at any moment.
Qian Chuanxue followed closely behind Ye Chen and said softly: "Yeah!"
"It turns out it's really what I said, but when did I say such a thing? Ten years ago, probably not, I was still a lunatic at that time!"
"It was twenty years ago, how many years ago, I can't remember clearly!" Ye Chen pondered. He tried his best to remember, but he couldn't remember. He only remembered that he danced a sword in the snow a long time ago.
Ye Chen walked forward step by step. Every time he took a step, the confusion in his eyes became worse.
The blood-clothed warrior also noticed Ye Chen and Qianchuan Xue, but when they saw that they were just two old people, they ignored them.
Standing on the edge of the city tower, there were bloody corpses everywhere below, staining the stone path hundreds of feet red.
Raising his head, Ye Chen looked at the snowflakes flying in the sky, raised his right hand and grabbed it forward.
Bang! Ye Chen's figure fell towards the ground like a falling star. Qianchuan Xue did not hesitate, and also took a step forward, following closely behind Ye Chen.
The two of them were like snowflakes, fluttering lightly, and finally fell to the ground.
In the white world, the wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier. Ye Chen thought softly: "Who am I?"
"Qianchuan, I still can't remember the past.
"Ye Chen murmured, "How many years did it last?"
"It's okay, I will take you back to the past!" Qianchuan Xue said softly, and the two of them supported each other and staggered towards the courtyard.
The sound of killing was still there, and when the sword light suddenly appeared, it always brought a bloody light.
The city tower has turned into hell, but it has nothing to do with Ye Chen...