The man in the bamboo hat froze, looked up to the sky and roared, letting out a cry of despair, like the cry of a ferocious beast before it died.
He and his senior brother traveled thousands of miles across most of the Tianjian Continent to get here. The original intention was to display their ambitions, break out of the world and prove themselves.
Especially after cooperating with the eldest prince, he learned about the power of the blood-melting secret technique, which made him even more excited and excited. He thought that the time had come to prove himself, and the opportunity to turn things around had come, making those bald donkeys in the West Desert regret it.
arrive.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to take the initiative, bid farewell to his senior brothers, left the imperial capital, and rushed to Jizhou. He was willing to succumb to the weak Qi Shengtian and did his best to ensure the completion of the plan.
But who would have thought that it was precisely because of this decision, precisely because of this opportunity that he regarded as a life-changing opportunity, that it ended up harming him!
The shrill roar suddenly stopped, the man in the bamboo hat's eyes quickly dimmed, and his hands that raised the knife to block slowly lowered their hands.
Clang...
The shadow sword fell to the ground.
The body of the man in the bamboo hat suddenly shriveled up, as if all his flesh and blood had been sucked away in an instant, and visibly shrank into a mummy before he collapsed.
"Um?"
Seeing this scene, Ye Wushuang couldn't help but frown slightly, looking slightly surprised.
The stone sword shattered, and he lost the weapon at his disposal. Therefore, the sword he used to kill the man in the bamboo hat at this moment was the sharp sword he condensed by controlling the spiritual energy. Although it was as sharp as a spiritual weapon, it was nothing more than that and did not have much
Devouring power.
What's more, the ability to ruthlessly plunder the essence and blood after killing people like this can only be practiced by evil cultivators. As the Peerless Sword Emperor, he has never been involved in it!
Weird, so weird!
The aura sword dissipated out of thin air, Ye Wushuang stepped forward, waved his right hand, and a strong wind suddenly appeared, flying away the cloak, revealing the man in the hat who looked like a skeleton, with only the skin and bones of his head left.
This is a young man with a round face. Although his face is haggard, he is definitely not more than thirty years old, and he is still strong. However, there is no hair on his skinny head.
Ye Wushuang took a confused step, walked around behind the body, and looked at the top of the man's head, but his pupils shrank instantly.
"Monk?"
I saw that not only was there no hair on the bald and shriveled head of the man in the bamboo hat, but there were still two rows of eight scars left on it.
Ye Wushuang remembered that it was a ring scar, the symbol of the Buddhist Kingdom in the West Desert!
But the West Desert and the East Wasteland, one is in the westernmost part of the Tianjian Continent, and the other is in the easternmost part of the Tianjian Continent. There is also the vast Zhongzhou Plain between them, which is at least tens of millions of miles apart.
If this man in the bamboo hat is really from the Buddhist Kingdom of the West Desert, why would he appear here? How could he collude with the eldest prince Chu Changtian?
Questions appeared in Ye Wushuang's mind one after another, making him frown and doubtful.
There are thousands of avenues on the Sky Sword Continent, all of which can be practiced and reached the peak; but no matter which avenue they are, they are all classified as martial arts.
Only the way practiced by the monks in the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Desert is not called the martial way, but the Buddhist way!
It is precisely because of this that the monks in the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Desert are incompatible with the hundreds of millions of warriors in the Far North, Eastern Wasteland, Southern Xinjiang, and even Zhongzhou, and they often even fight.
Therefore, there are almost no warriors on the Tianjian Continent who are involved with the Western Desert monk; even when he was the Peerless Sword Emperor and traveled around the world, he had never been to the Western Desert.
If it hadn't been for the ancient secret realm containing the unparalleled divine sword that later appeared in the Western Desert, he might never have set foot on that strange land in his life!
And now, in the Eastern Desert, thousands of miles away from the Western Desert, people from the Western Desert Buddhist Kingdom actually appeared. How could this not surprise him?
It seems that the eldest prince Chu Changtian is more complicated than he imagined!
With a sigh, Ye Wushuang immediately gathered his thoughts and sneered.
So what if there are traces of the Buddhist Kingdom of the West Desert?
They are just a group of old die-hards who live in isolation and live in a corner; if they really dare to interfere in Donghuang's affairs, or in Ye Wushuang's affairs, they will be killed!
Anyway, it's not like he hasn't killed anyone before.
Not to mention a few Buddhist monks, even the Buddha killed a lot of people back then!
Too lazy to take another look at the man in the bamboo hat, Ye Wushuang's figure flashed and returned to Qingyun City.
The Azure Moon Dragon Python has long since disappeared, and the huge and terrifying group of monster beasts have all retreated; but outside the south city gate, a fierce battle is taking place.
It's Lao Chentou and Lin Ruo'er.
The two men who had been dormant in the city from the beginning to the end suddenly took action decisively and stopped the men in black from the Qi family and started a fierce battle.
Obviously, the previous scene in Qingyun City made both of them feel angry and resentful. Qi Shengtian and the man in the hat were not opponents and had no choice but to kill these Qi family men in black. It was easy for them.
Perhaps, in the minds of the two of them, this is the only thing they can do to save the more than 600,000 innocent souls of Qingyun City!
Suspended in mid-air, Ye Wushuang withdrew his gaze and looked down at the ruined city, silent.
The cold winter wind blew slightly, blowing through the ruins and blowing up bursts of dust and smoke. It also blew away the haze in his heart and extinguished the anger all over his body, making him open-minded and clear in conscience.
After his rebirth, he was tired of the fighting and fighting in the past. He no longer had the ambition and ambition of the past; instead, he had more thoughts of living here and living a peaceful life.
If it weren't for the fact that he still had a great grievance to avenge and his family had not yet been cleared, he would even want to live in seclusion in the mountains and live a life of picking chrysanthemums on the east fence.
But after this battle, after this incident, he suddenly realized that even if he chose silence, even if he wanted to be ordinary, it would be impossible in this world, on this continent.
The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive!
If he wants to live better on this continent and change the rules of this world, he must be stronger than everyone else and have the strength to impress everyone.
Otherwise, the Qingyun tragedy will happen again, and the Ye family will never have peace!
Ye Wushuang is not a kind person, and he has never thought about contributing anything to the world and billions of living beings; but after his rebirth, he wants to give the Ye family stability, and wants his father, eldest brother, second brother, sister, etc.
, a peaceful life.
For this reason, he must be strong and reach the pinnacle of martial arts again!
"Master!"
"Master!"
At this moment, Old Chen Tou and Lin Ruo'er flew over, called out, and then saluted Ye Wushuang respectfully.
This worship has nothing to do with master or servant, or strength or weakness; it is just for the people in the city, and for the more than 600,000 innocent souls who died in vain!
In this world, the strong are respected, but it never means that the strong can kill at will; it never means that the weak have no right to survive.
"The matter is over. The real culprit has not been solved yet."
Ye Wushuang turned his head slightly and looked at the imperial capital through the clouds and thousands of miles with his deep gaze.
The man behind all this is the eldest prince Chu Changtian; the one who wants to destroy the Ye family and kill Ye Wushuang is also the eldest prince Chu Changtian.
This time, although he killed Qi Shengtian and the man in the bamboo hat, he would never let Chu Changtian go!
"Let's go back to Cangyun Mountains first and meet up with father; after settling down the Ye family members, we can go to the Imperial Capital to settle accounts with Chu Changtian!"
After saying this, Ye Wushuang turned around and left, heading straight to the Cangyun Mountains.
The eldest brother was seriously injured, the Ye family was damaged, and Qingyun City was destroyed. The top priority now is to settle the Ye family.
In this way, he can put an end to his worries and flex his muscles!