This blow made Feihong feel disheartened, and he wandered around in confusion like a lost dog.
Suddenly, he wanted to go home and see his parents, whom he had not seen for ten years and who must be old.
However, when he returned home, what he saw in front of him made him collapse!
Rivers of blood flowed and corpses littered the fields!
Everyone in the entire small village was slaughtered by the people of the Purgatory Sword Sect!
The bodies of my parents were just dumped on the roadside, almost eaten by wild dogs in the mountains, exuding a pungent stench.
At this moment, Feihong's tense mind finally broke, and he couldn't bear it any longer, so he burst into tears.
He knelt down in front of the corpses of his parents, dug a hole in the ground with his hands, and tremblingly buried the bodies of his parents in it, layer by layer of loess.
On this day, it rained heavily.
Amidst the lightning and thunder, Feihong knelt down in front of the tomb, his hair turning white overnight.
He knelt in front of his parents' graves for three days and three nights.
The high-spirited senior brother disappeared and turned into a mountain madman with red eyes, dry lips and messy white hair.
This time, he raised the sword in his hand.
Just like when he was practicing swordsmanship on the hillside as a boy, Feihong danced wildly in the rainy night with the divine sword in his hand.
The fan thunders and the thunder rumbles.
On this day, Feihong realized the way of killing swordsmanship!
Finally, Feihong kowtowed three times in front of his parents' graves, raised his sword and left.
...
Time turns around and hundreds of years have passed.
During these hundred years, Feihong tried his sword all over the world and challenged all the masters of swordsmanship.
He traveled across thousands of mountains and rivers, and his swordsmanship improved rapidly!
Whether they are long-established kendo masters or newly emerging kendo geniuses, they have all become dead souls under the Feihong Sword.
No one survived in Feihong's hands.
Finally, until one day, Feihong rose to three realms in a row and became one of the top masters in the small world.
He understood that it was time for revenge.
"Feihong, raise your sword to watch the ceremony of the Purgatory Sword Sect!"
On this day, Feihong stepped on the divine sword, and the sword energy stretched across 30,000 miles, turning into a peerless sword rainbow that penetrated the sun, moon, heaven and earth, swept over the Purgatory Sword Sect, and spoke calmly.
On this day, Feihong's sword illuminated nineteen continents. In this small world, countless people raised their heads and looked up at this peerless swordsman who could cut through the stars with his sword.
"kill!!"
Countless sword masters rushed out from the Purgatory Sword Sect!
The killing has begun.
In this battle, the sun and moon were wiped out, the land of Shenzhou fell, and the entire sky was replaced by blood.
There are no words to describe the brutality of this battle.
Feihong's expression was indifferent, and the divine sword in his hand ruthlessly harvested lives one by one.
In the Purgatory Sword Sect, no matter whether they are an old man who has run out of energy or a young boy who has just joined the Purgatory Sword Sect and is full of childishness, no one can escape the killing at the hands of Feihong.
The sounds of wailing, begging for mercy, and crying continued to sound in the Purgatory Sword Sect.
But no one can touch Feihong's heart that has been frozen for a long time.
The flowers, watered by blood, bloom with their beauty.
On this day, it rained blood in the Purgatory Sword Sect.
On this day, the entire Purgatory Sword Sect was massacred!
On this day, there will be no more Purgatory Sword Sect in the world!!
Feihong's heart knots are all gone, and the way of killing swordsmanship is now complete!
When he stepped down from the Purgatory Sword Sect, the mountains of corpses and seas of blood became his background.
Suddenly, Feihong became confused.
In this world, relatives are gone, close friends are gone, and even enemies have disappeared today.
He suddenly didn't know where to go.
He looked down at the bloody sword in his hand and understood.
From then on, as the years passed, the only thing he could rely on was the sword in his hand.
He, Feihong, will live for the way of the sword and live only for killing!
.......
In the remaining years, Jianwu watched Feihong with wide eyes, beginning his extraordinary and invincible years.
He watched Feihong being undefeated in ten thousand battles, fighting back with deadly force amidst the killings, reversing the outcome, and reaching the pinnacle of all realms!
He watched Feihong become famous all over the world, suppressing the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, growing up in each killing, and constantly comprehending the swordsmanship of killing, until he broke through the third level of the origin of swordsmanship!
He watched Feihong step into the ultimate realm of dominance, become the invincible ruler of the world, and open up his own era!
He watched Feihong being named the first divine general under his command by the Wudao God Emperor, and was given the silver wings of the divine sword!
On that day, the entire universe was shaken. The name of Feihong, the first divine general, spread throughout the starry sky, making him invincible in the world!
...
The memory belonging to the Feihong Divine General gradually faded away, and the last scene of Jian Wushuang stayed at the moment when the catastrophe fell from the sky and the Feihong Divine Sword fell.
From the farmer's cowherd kid, to the high-spirited senior brother of the Qingshan Sword Sect, to the famous Feihong general, Jian Wushuang has seen his ups and downs, frustrations and triumphs, until his death.
In a short period of time, Jian Wushuang watched the entire legendary life of Feihong Divine Sword.
The next moment, Jian Wushuang slowly opened his eyes.
Two rays of light flashed from Jian Wu's eyes.
As the memory of General Feihong faded, Jian Wushuang felt that his understanding of the origin of the third level of swordsmanship suddenly changed.
The bucket that was always missing a spoonful of water was finally filled with the integration of the Killing Kendo.
Jian Wushuang clearly felt that he was now one foot across the threshold from the origin of the fourth level of swordsmanship, but it was just a thin line away.
As long as he quietly comprehends one or two things and breaks through the origin of the fourth level of swordsmanship, it will only happen naturally.
In the sixth floor of the God Refining Tower, a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the originally empty and chaotic sky.
Jian Wushuang knew that entering this vortex was the seventh floor of the God Refining Tower!
The seventh floor is also the highest record reached by countless geniuses since the opening of the Starry Sky Ancient Road!
Jian Wushuang stood up and looked up at the huge whirlpool in the sky, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
The legend of General Feihong has come to an end, but the legend of Jian Wushuang has just begun!
Bang!
Jian Wushuang stepped hard with his right foot, and his figure shot out and disappeared into the whirlpool.
...
At the same time, outside the God Refining Tower.
Buzz~~~!
An extremely melodious bell turned into sound waves that rippled through the tenth city.
At this moment, the entire tenth city was in shock!
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the God Refining Tower, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
"The seventh floor! The Blood Sword has arrived in the seventh city!!!"
"Eight thousand years ago, after the Overlord reached the seventh floor, no one has ever reached the seventh floor again!!"
"The Blood Sword will become the second person to reach the top of the seventh floor of the God Refining Tower after the Overlord!"
"Create a record! Starting from the seventh level, every step of the Blood Sword will create a new record!!"
Countless people gasped heavily and marveled again and again.
Even Master Lan, one of the nine giants, had a look of shock on his face, which was covered by a veil.