Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation.
The sound of killing filled the sky, and a lonely grave was dyed red by the river of blood.
The isolated tombstone was crumbling, and one side of the tomb had collapsed, revealing a jade coffin carved from jade inside.
The sword energy continuously shot past the jade coffin, and the surface of the jade coffin was full of cracks, as if it could be broken at any time.
When he stepped into this land again, Mu Chen's eyes were already filled with bloodshot eyes. The lonely grave was the resting place of his beloved.
The tombstone was outlined with his fingers in one stroke, and the jade coffin was carved with his own hands.
In the dilapidated courtyard, several men in black were attacking the Ye family's children with all their strength. The sword energy continued to scatter in all directions, and the lonely grave was constantly being washed away by the scattered sword energy. Mu Chen's footsteps changed.
Very slowly, his empty eyes were scanning the courtyard, looking for a familiar figure, and suddenly a tall figure appeared in Mu Chen's eyes.
The figure jumped suddenly, and at the same time, the long sword shot out like a stream of light, killing several men in black, and landed next to the figure. That figure was Ye Tiejing.
Sword marks were all over Ye Tiejing's body, and the blood stained the robe red. At this moment, Ye Tiejing looked slightly relaxed, as if he would dissipate at any time, but there was always a trace of determination on his face.
Suddenly, a figure appeared next to Ye Tiejing, with snow-white hair blowing in the wind, and that familiar sword. Ye Tiejing couldn't help but stare at that familiar face, with a look of ecstasy on his face, which was extremely difficult.
He climbed up from the ground, holding the dilapidated house with his right hand with great difficulty, coughed several times, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and said intermittently: "Master Mu Chen, hurry up and save Lan Gu!"
"Lan Gu, where is she?" Mu Chen pressed Ye Tiejing's shoulder with his right hand, and his true energy poured into Ye Tiejing repeatedly, stopping Ye Tiejing's bleeding wound. Therefore, Ye Tiejing's complexion couldn't help but improve.
"Lan Gu was escorted to the Wutang side by some Ye family disciples. However, the defense there has been breached. Go and save him..." Before he could finish speaking, blood was dripping from the corner of Ye Tiejing's mouth, and Mu Chen's hand was removed.
With his right hand, his face became paler and paler, his figure swayed as if he could fall down at any time, and he said weakly: "Go and save Lan Gu, I am already mortal, don't waste your energy!"
Suddenly, the sound of killing in Wutang became louder and louder, and the strong smell of blood wafted out, which undoubtedly showed the brutality of the fighting there. At this moment, Lan Gu's life was obviously in danger.
"Take care!" Mu Chen's slightly hoarse voice sounded, and his figure suddenly shot out, over the dilapidated wall of the courtyard and shot towards the direction of the martial arts hall.
The moment he crossed the wall, Mu Chen suddenly looked back at the dilapidated solitary grave. Two streams of clear tears washed away the blood on his face and slowly dripped down. That glance seemed to imprint that solitary grave deeply in his heart.
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The wind smells of yearning, and in that gray and blue sky stream, there is a wisp of melancholy and a gaze.
Love is like a long river. The left bank is an unforgettable memory, and the right bank is an insurmountable chasm.
Who was it that cried into song in front of the lonely grave and promised to protect her for the rest of her life and never leave her?
Who was it that was so drunk in front of the solitary grave, carving the jade coffin with one hand?
Who was it that stood stupidly in front of the solitary grave, sketching the tombstone in one stroke?
The boundless earth can be destroyed with a single sword, where will the bustling music and songs fall? Leaning on the clouds with thousands of pots covering my loneliness, even if others laugh at me in vain.
Mu Chen smiled miserably. At this moment, he wanted to stand in front of the tombstone with a sword and protect the beloved woman who was sleeping on the ground. However, he couldn't, because the words lingering in his ears were still: "Don't give me any fucking nonsense, Mu
Chen, if you are a man, hurry back to Ye's house and rescue Lan Gu." Ye Chen created opportunities with his life, how could Mu Chen let Ye Chen down?
At the moment of leaving, he still looked back, Mu Chen howled into the sky, the howl was full of helplessness.
Silently rushed towards the direction of Wu Tang, tears fell, and flew towards the lonely grave with the breeze, and fell to the ground feebly.
I hope that in the coming year, where the tears fall, a lifetime of longing and love will bloom!
The solitary tomb was crumbling in the sword energy, as if it could fall at any time. In the end, the tombstone had been disconnected by the sword energy, and the entire jade coffin also cracked. Because the jade coffin could keep the body from rotting, the inside of the tomb was
Yiren's face remained the same, and several children of the Ye family continued to gather towards the solitary grave. The three men in black looked at them with a sneer, like a cat looking at a mouse.
The sword energy was like a torrent, and the terrifying pressure made dozens of Ye family disciples turn pale and their bodies trembled involuntarily, but there was a firm look in their eyes.
The sword energy that filled the sky swept in like a strong wind rolling leaves, and the eyes of many outer disciples revealed a look of despair.
However, at this moment, a crisp sword roar sounded, and the sword energy dissipated like water meeting fire. The people in black were all stunned, and then looked back. Endless pressure was forced towards the back, and the branches fell one after another.
Broken by the pressure, the originally dilapidated wall suddenly collapsed, and a cold and silent figure emerged, swaying, and it was Ye Tiejing.
At this moment, Ye Tiejing's face looked ashen, but a terrifying aura erupted from his whole body. He walked towards the three men in black, his steps were light, but he made a thunderous step sound, and the loud step sound fell into the three men.
But the eyes of the men in black were like thunderbolts from the blue, and every foot seemed to step on their hearts.
"Master Mu Chen, I will protect you here!" A faint chill flashed across Ye Tiejing's dark eyes, and his eyes were like the cold wind in winter, blowing coldly on the faces of the three men in black.
"Damn, he's actually a dead ghost, so scared of hair!" A man in black raised his mouth slightly, with a trace of ridicule in his eyes, looking at Ye Tiejing with cold eyes.
Through the gap, Ye Tiejing could clearly see the collapsed tombstone. The chill in her body became even stronger. Her figure shot out in vain, jumped to the tombstone, coughed several times, blood stains fell from the corner of her mouth, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "
Don't be afraid, no matter how strong they are, they are only martial arts warriors. Even if we are not strong enough, our combined strength will definitely not be weaker than theirs!"
Even though he said this, the expressions of despair on the faces of the Ye family disciples around him did not diminish at all. The combined strength of the three peak martial arts practitioners was beyond what they could match.
One of the men in black sneered repeatedly, and his figure slowly disappeared on the spot. His figure almost instantly crossed the twenty-meter space. The long sword in his hand struck Ye Tiejing fiercely in the air, and the golden long sword exploded three meters away.
The long sword energy kept jumping at the tip of the sword, like a furious beast, soft moans sounded, and huge pressure slashed along the blade towards Ye Tiejing's neck.
The terrifying momentum caused Ye Tiejing to pause. The wound that had stopped the bleeding burst open again, and blood gushed out crazily.
The momentum did not destroy Ye Tiejing's will. His body seemed to have turned into a floating duckweed and was as light as a floating duckweed, but it still seemed to have the power of a mountain that made people feel palpitated. He suddenly split the slip forward.
Even though Ye Tiejing slashed several swords, he still could not withstand the offensive of the man in black. However, Ye Tiejing still did not give up. He concentrated most of his sword energy on his chest to form a light shield, then sneered several times and struck out several strands with his toes.
With sword energy, he held the long sword straight and rushed straight towards the man in black.
Ye Tiejing's move was undoubtedly overestimated in the eyes of the middle-aged man in blue. He suddenly waved again, and the figure's speed could not help but speed up a few minutes. The distance of several meters was reached in the blink of an eye. The domineering and fierce momentum instantly disintegrated Ye Tiejing's offensive.
The long sword penetrated Ye Tiejing's chest like a broken bamboo.
The light shield on Ye Tiejing's chest collapsed instantly, but Ye Tiejing also withstood a lot of the offensive.
The blood mist spread, and the sharp sword energy cut through Ye Tiejing's chest, several bones broke, and the gurgling blood immediately moistened Ye Tiejing's entire chest.
Seeing that Ye Tiejing was defeated with one sword, the man in black couldn't help laughing wildly. He was about to end the humble life in front of him, and glanced at Ye Tiejing slowly. However, this glance could no longer be taken away. At this moment, he was actually on Ye Tiejing's face.
There was a trace of ridicule, as if he was mocking his ignorance. Is it really a mockery?
In the horrified gaze of the man in black, Ye Tiejing, who was supposed to have no counterattack, suddenly moved his right hand, and the sword suddenly passed through his chest, and also passed through the heart of the man in black. Even if he died, the man in black would not
Believing that he would die in the hands of a dying person, his eyes were full of unwillingness. As Ye Tiejing drew out his sword, the body of the man in black fell to the ground weakly.
"Remember, never underestimate your own strength. Even an ant can bring down a peak warrior in the martial arts realm!" Ye Tiejing said intermittently, turning his head with great difficulty.
The intermittent words gave people a kind of spiritual shock. On the ground, the corpse was still dripping with blood. At this moment, Ye Tiejing's shaking figure continued to enlarge in the eyes of several Ye family disciples.
"Seeking death!" Seeing that their companion was dead, the two men in black shouted angrily and fired at Ye Tiejing.
Biting her lips tightly, Ye Tiejing's figure fell backwards like a kite with a broken string. It rolled several times on the ground and stopped after hitting a fallen tombstone.
Fortunately, they avoided the two men's offensive swords. However, the two men in black became more murderous and walked towards Ye Tiejing step by step. The long sword in their hands was hanging on the ground, and the sharp sword tip left a deep sword mark on the ground.
With every step, the man in black's momentum increased, and all the Ye family disciples, including Ye Tiejing, spit out a mouthful of blood.
A sneer appeared on the corner of the mouth, and the two finally stopped in front of Ye Tiejing. The tip of their swords pointed coldly at Ye Tiejing's nose and mocked: "Die!"
Ye Tiejing smiled indifferently, "Everyone is destined to die, as long as the death is meaningful, young master, Tiejing is incompetent!"
The long sword was slowly raised, and the sword energy danced at the tip of the sword, cutting off a few strands of Ye Tiejing's black hair. Suddenly, the long sword fell down!
However, at this moment, there was a clear whistle, rolling from far to near. The whistle was extremely vague at first, intermittently as if it did not exist. However, in the end, it sounded like thunder in Ye Tiejing's ears: "Seeking death!" Ye Tiejing, however,
At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the place where the whistling sound came from with disbelief. There was an extremely familiar breath coming from there. He could never forget that breath in his life. It was the breath that belonged to that person.
In Ye Tiejing's distracted eyes, a figure emerged from the sky...