With clear eyes, he looked at the figure standing alone in front of nearly seventy or eighty killers in the distance, like stars over the moon. The long sword in Feng Caichen's hand was swinging gently, and there was murderous intention running deep in his eyes!
Young Master Miaofengxue!
This is the self-reported name of this person, and he is also the master of all killers, including the six golden gods of death wearing golden cloaks!
"Feng Caichen, the number of assassins who died in your hands in my Bloody Mandala reached nearly sixty, and there were even eleven silver assassins who were equivalent to a real person in one calamity! You are really excellent, and you are so outstanding.
The young master can’t even bear to kill you!”
"Now, how much strength do you still have? How many swords can you still swing? It doesn't matter. There are eighty-three people here including me, young master. If you can, kill them all. In that case, you can save your master.
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Young Master Miaofengxue said with a smile. He was hidden in a purple-gold cloak. His face could not be seen clearly, but he could tell that he was tall and had an unfathomable aura. He was definitely an extremely powerful master!
"Just like you idiots, no matter how many times there are, you can't kill my master."
Feng Caichen stood with his sword in hand. Even though he was seriously injured, even though he was exhausted, he still stood there with unparalleled grace, like a peerless sword unsheathed. The sword's intent was soaring to the sky, so dazzling that it would rather break than bend!
…
"Young friend Ye, we have searched thousands of miles around, but there is still no response to the Life and Death Stone. Is it possible that Feng Caichen has gone beyond the range?"
At this moment, Ye Wuque and the other four people who set off from the main city of the sun began to search quickly, but they found nothing.
"The Life and Death Stone will only be sensitive if it is within a hundred miles. The direction will definitely not be wrong. There should be some mistakes."
Ye Wuque stood proudly in the void, his bright eyes looking into the earth and the sky, his eyes burning.
Immediately, he spoke again: "Three of you, why don't we search separately and expand the scope to thousands of miles. If we find it, we will immediately send a message with jade slips as soon as possible, but we are waiting for an opportunity."
"good!"
"No problem!"
Whoosh!
The next moment, four figures separated in the sky, and Ye Wuque continued to search along one of the directions.
"Brother Feng, where are you?"
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"Haha, True Lord Jianxiong is indeed very powerful, especially after coming out of the Tianyu ruins. Although he only has ten years of life left, his combat power has increased several times. But since I, the Bloody Mandala, can take action, these
Will it not count?"
Young Master Miaofengxue's tone was deep and unpredictable, and the sound of the four words "Tianyu Ruins" immediately made Feng Caichen's clear eyes narrow!
"What? Do you really think that only your master and disciple know about the Tianyu ruins? Now I am not afraid to tell you that the reason why I came out of the mountain with Bloody Mandala this time is for the Tianyu ruins! Since your master has the authority to enter the Tianyu ruins,
Do you think we will let you go?"
Feng Caichen didn't speak, but at this moment all the doubts in his heart were cleared, and he also knew why the bloody mandala was chasing them. It turned out to be the Tianyu ruins!
"Do you feel a sense of enlightenment? In this case, I will give you one last chance. As long as you abandon your sword and surrender, and voluntarily become my blood sword puppet, then maybe I will spare your master's life.
He doesn’t have a few more years to live anyway.”
"Feng Caichen, the opportunity has been given to you, it depends on whether you can seize it."
Young Master Miaofengxue stretched out a pale hand from under the purple gold cloak, and when he held it in the air, a terrifying aura of having the universe in his hand rippled out!
The world suddenly became quiet, except for the sound of water flowing still roaring!
Feng Caichen stood tall, but at this moment he suddenly closed his eyes. He raised the ancient sword in his right hand and held it in his hands. There was a hint of sincerity on his face, as if he was holding the sword in his hand.
Not just a sword, but the spirit of Kendo!
"Practice, practice, practice! There will be no light left in your heart, only the blade of the sword will be bright!"
"Zhang Zhan Zhan! Break, break, break! The light of the sword roars a million miles away, and the light of the sword chills nineteen states!"
Feng Caichen seemed to be whispering, his voice was low at first, but then it became louder and louder, as if it resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten earths, and spread all over the world. The long sword in his hand, which had already been stained with blood, began to clang continuously at this moment, as if he felt
The master’s gradually desolate state of mind!
"I have been practicing swordsmanship for twelve years in my life. I live by the sword and die by the sword. I am never lonely by the sword!"
"However, the road ahead is now over. Although I am reluctant, my destiny is like this. I have no fear in my heart. I only have three major regrets!"
"It's a pity that I can't reach the peak of swordsmanship. With the three-foot long sword in my hand, I can wipe out all the peerless masters in the world and appreciate the supreme elegance of the swordsmanship!"
"My second regret is that I can't serve my master till the end, and I can't go back to the Beitian Hidden Sword Tomb again!"
"Three regrets are that I can't fight with my life-and-death friend, Brother Ye, and I can't have a drink with him anymore!"
"The three biggest regrets in this life are helplessness and unwillingness!"
"Since I am destined to perish today, I will sweep away all the filth in front of my eyes from this world, and let my sword and my swordsmanship be glorious for the last time! Brilliant once more!"
"The swordsman is sharp!"
"A swordsman would rather take the straight path than seek the twists and turns!"
"The sword is there, the sword is there, the sword is destroyed... the people perish!"
boom!
The next moment, Feng Caichen suddenly opened his eyes, and the clear eyes suddenly reflected the shadows of two ancient, gorgeous, and exquisite long swords, which seemed to contain the sharpest meaning in the world, and contained the nine days and ten swords.
The secret of endless swordsmanship!
An earth-shattering aura exploded around Feng Caichen, as if two divine swords capable of piercing the sky emerged from the sky and evolved under the sky!
Groan!
The simple long sword in Feng Caichen's hand groaned softly, as if he was jumping for joy, and it seemed like it was clanging for the last time!
"Old man! Today you and I will fight side by side for the last time! Hahahaha..."
Looking at the long sword in his hand, Feng Caichen's eyes showed infinite nostalgia, and then he looked up to the sky and smiled!
Feng Caichen is not such a person who lets his emotions show off. He controls himself all the time, but at this moment, he is willing to indulge himself!
Whoosh!
The supreme edge of the ancient sword bloomed, and Feng Caichen stepped out with one step. The wound burst open, blood spattered, and the blood robe touched the ground. However, he ignored it and actually took the initiative to attack the killer of Bloody Mandala!