Unstoppable, Gong Ziyu stepped onto the Cloud Palace with his sword in hand, looking at the bloody figure in the distance, a complicated look flashed in his eyes: "We meet again, useless guy!"
The sharp sound of breaking wind gradually became louder. The young man raised his head, his eyes were piercing, and his murderous intention burst out of his body uncontrollably, "Gongzi Yu!"
"Who am I? Many years ago, I didn't know who I was, but a voice in my heart told me that my name is Young Master Su!"
"A swordsman with a blood feud on his back. My existence is to destroy Bahan City and kill the man named Gong Ziyu."
"So, I have been killing all these years, and I established the Moon Domain. I don't know why I call this force the Moon. Maybe it has something to do with the silver moon that I often dream about."
"I really want to forget something, something very important. I tried hard to think about it, but vaguely, I only remember a man called Lord, and the silver moon."
Qingming's eyes gradually turned blood red, and the young man looked straight at Gong Ziyu, who was coming with a sword. He was like a monster that had lost its mind, carrying a dangerous aura.
"Although I have grown a lot, I am still not where I want to be!" Gong Ziyu sighed slightly and stepped on a pool of blood.
The sword with its cold light was particularly dazzling. A complex look flashed across Gongzi Yu's eyes, and he raised the sword again.
Against the backdrop of the surrounding blood, Gong Ziyu's figure looked a bit strange and charming, and the flying snowflakes turned into blood.
Whoosh! A bright sword light appeared through the air, and the ten-foot space next to Young Master Yuzhou immediately became dented and shattered.
Gong Ziyu's body fell forward lightly, and at the same time, his voice also sounded in Mian Yu's ears: "Just leave this person to me, you don't need to do anything!"
"No need to take action?" Yanyu smiled faintly. He was too lazy to take action. It was a good choice to stand aside and watch the brothers fight each other.
An extremely terrifying will instantly enveloped Young Master Su's whole body, stained with blood. Young Master Su looked like a ferocious monster, staring at the approaching figure.
"Kill!" Young Master Su roared out, raising the Young Master's Sword in his hand.
The young master's sword was raised slightly, and the terrifying sword energy flowed around the sword like a tide, and his will was condensed on the tip of the sword.
In just an instant, a phantom of his will that was hundreds of feet long was like a rainbow, tearing apart the flying snow curtain and appearing through the sky.
Bang! The roar echoed in the void, and the bright sword light shattered the phantom of martial arts will with devastating force. The two long swords met in vain, and a crisp warning sound sounded.
Bang bang! A dull sound echoed in Young Master Su's body. Young Master Su stuttered and stepped back. Obviously, in the confrontation, Young Master Su was at a disadvantage.
A hot moist feeling filled the palm of his hand. Young Master Su's face became increasingly gloomy. Before he could stop himself, the sharp sound of breaking wind was lingering in his ears.
The hanging long sword was raised again. Young Master Su did not hesitate at all. His figure was like a rotating windmill, rotating 180 degrees. The sword in his hand stabbed into the void one after another. Will filled the air, one after another.
The sword shadow brought up.
Several sword shadows overlapped in the electric light and flint. In an instant, Gongzi Yu's figure appeared strangely in front of Young Master Su. The long sword in his hand met Young Master Su's sword with perfect accuracy. Suddenly, two extremely terrifying wills were like volcanoes.
like bursting out.
In the past ten years, Young Master Su has experienced countless battles, and his strength has also grown a lot in these killings.
His newly perfected martial arts will was evolved to its peak by Gongzi Su. However, when he met Gongzi Yu, the gap between the two still existed.
Even without using the Spiritual Emperor Domain, Gong Ziyu was still able to suppress Young Master Su. In ten years, not only Young Master Su was growing, but also Young Master Yu.
Bang Bang! The surging will tore apart the surrounding void. Gong Ziyu broke through dozens of Young Master Su's swords with just one sword. The surging space turbulence clung to the sword body and hit Young Master Su hard.
’s chest.
Poof! The blood stains surged wildly. Young Master Su was like a kite with its string cut off. His figure was swaying, his feet clinging to the snow as he retreated, and his back hit hard on a rock.
Bang! A dull sound sounded, and with the collision of Young Master Su, cracks filled the rocks, and the rocks shattered suddenly.
Although his body was strong, the collision had no physical impact, but the blood boiling in his body still made Master Su feel dizzy.
Bang bang! Gong Ziyu’s martial arts will followed him like a shadow, and instantly enveloped Gong Zi Su’s body.
"It's a pity that at the end of your life, you can no longer block my sword!" Gong Ziyu sighed slightly and walked over on the snow, dragging his long sword.
Turning his wrist, Gong Ziyu pointed his long sword diagonally at Young Master Su. Every time Gong Ziyu took a step, his steps seemed to fall on Young Master Su's heart, and Young Master Su's face became paler.
"Kill!" His clear eyes turned extremely blood red, Young Master Su roared, and a voice kept sounding in his body: "Kill him!"
With blood-red eyes, Young Master Su even did not hesitate to burn the power of his soul, but was interrupted by Young Master Yu before he could really burn.
The Spirit Emperor's territory arrived in an instant, and Gong Ziyu dominated the area of several thousand feet. The slender sword pointed in the void. Gong Zi Yu's finger caused Gong Zi Su's soaring aura to collapse and disappear.
"Within my Spirit Emperor's domain, you cannot burn the power of your soul without my permission." Gong Ziyu shook his head and whispered.
The hazy sky became darker and darker, and there was rain of blood. Gongziyu stopped his figure in vain, and grabbed the void with his left hand. His martial arts will circled like running water, forming a terrifying silhouette of the Spirit Emperor's palm, which was hundreds of feet long.
.
"Only reincarnation, I hope you won't disappoint me in the next reincarnation, useless guy!" Before he could finish his words, the Young Master's feather-sleeved robe was waved, and the phantom of his spiritual emperor directly tore the sky to pieces, and above the sky was
The heaven of life and death.
The two qi of life and death surged out along the crack. Under the control of Gongzi Yu, these two qi of life and death gathered in the cloud palace in vain, forming an extremely terrifying vortex of life and death. The vortex of life and death was located between Gongziyu and Gongzi Su.
between.
After removing the shadow of Emperor Ling's palm, Gongzi Yu walked forward again, stretched out his palm, and held it in vain.
A terrifying tearing force swept out, pulling Young Master Su's body. No matter how Young Master Su resisted, Young Master Su's body leaned forward, gradually approaching the whirlpool of life and death.
Once involved in the whirlpool of life and death, the only option is to continue reincarnation. Because of Young Master Su's cultivation, Young Master Su can maintain his physical body, but his memory will inevitably be sealed again.
Looking at the dark whirlpool of life and death in front of him, Master Su roared out unwillingly. Ten years of hard work day and night were in vain.
The spiritual energy stagnated, and Young Master Su Yue resisted, and his figure moved forward faster.
"A very familiar scene!" Looking at the whirlpool of life and death so close to him, Young Master Su felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had experienced this scene many years ago.
"Many years ago, did I also step into the whirlpool of life and death? Because of this, my memory has been sealed to this day." Young Master Su's mind echoed again.
"Let's go back again!" Gong Ziyu whispered, waving his sleeves again, and the tearing force became more and more terrifying.
Phew! A sharp sound of breaking wind resounded in the void, and at the same time, a black shadow dragged a bright light and tore apart the snow curtain.
Gong Ziyu's expression suddenly changed, he raised his head, and a black shadow passed through his sight, disappearing into the whirlpool of life and death.
Bang! The whirlpool of life and death shattered in vain and turned invisible. At the same time, the terrifying tearing force disappeared at this moment, and Young Master Su's Spiritual Emperor Domain shook even more.
Ding! The rocks were flying, and the black shadow fell fiercely on the rocks.
"Who?" Gong Ziyu's expression turned cold, he looked up to the sky and shouted, a terrifying martial arts will burst out of his body.
The sky became increasingly gloomy, and the martial arts will that soared into the sky directly shredded the clouds above the sky. The clouds broke, and two hazy figures gradually emerged.
"Haha, I haven't seen you for ten years, and the majestic Bahan City Lord has already forgotten me!" A faint chuckle sounded in the sky, and soon, a figure gradually became clearer, breaking through the clouds, and appeared in the sight of Gongziyu and Yanyu.
Snowflakes were falling, and the Qilin Sword was stuck on the mountain rocks, the sword body shaking slightly.
"Fudai!" His pupils shrank slightly, Gong Ziyu looked at the figure of Shengxue in white with a somewhat stunned expression, and then he chuckled: "You are finally back!"
Bang bang! A biting murderous intention rose from the top of the clouds. Yan Yu stared at the figure, and his hoarse voice swirled in his throat: "Emperor of Blood Prison!"
The flying snowflakes remained motionless in the void, and all creatures within ten thousand feet felt the murderous intent of the mist and rain.
Standing in the void, Ye Shaohan glanced at the misty rain and muttered to himself: "The eyes of this old immortal are a bit intimidating. Look at this posture, it seems that he has a blood feud with me!"
Stepping on the snow catkins, Ye Shaohan took a step forward and his eyes fell on Young Master Su.
The figure stopped, Young Master Su looked at Ye Shaohan in the void with a somewhat confused expression. He was very familiar with this figure. This figure had appeared in his dreams, as well as the round of silver hanging high in the void.
moon.
"Your Majesty!" Young Master Su had a look of surprise on his face. He held his sword and made a sword salute to Ye Shaohan. His mind went blank and his memory became extremely blurry.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan chuckled. He still remembers the words of Young Master Su: "Even if my memory is sealed and I am reborn in hell, when my memory awakens, I will become your sword slave again, Lord!"
"Young Master Su, can you still draw your sword?" Ye Shaohan said calmly, but his voice turned into the sound of heaven and earth and hovered in Young Master Su's mind.
This voice was very familiar. Young Master Su's body trembled, and the confusion in his eyes seemed to threaten to collapse.
A breath that had been dormant for a long time was awakening from Young Master Su's mind, like a wild beast awakening from the wild.