Ye Gaotong's body was upright again, with air currents surging all over his body. The strong wind blew his clothes flying across the sky. At this time, his whole person exuded a monstrous aura. Its power was so powerful that a special aura was formed in the scene.
The Yin Qi danced crazily around Ye Gaotong, and immediately leaked into Ye Gaotong's body, and was powerfully refined into spiritual energy by Ye Gaotong.
The spiritual energy in the body rushed towards Ye Gaotong's chest crazily, and a phantom of sword intent that was ten feet high suddenly condensed on his chest. The almost real sword intent suppressed the void, and the air became extremely thick, as if entering
Like a wet swamp, at this moment.
An eternity-like sound of a sword sounded, and at this moment, the surrounding space crackled and twisted in an instant.
The blood-stained right hand held the sword shadow. At the same time, Ye Gaotong raised his left hand upwards, and a cluster of silver sword energy suddenly emerged.
In an instant, a terrifying coercion spread out in all directions with Ye Gaotong as the center. The rocks on the mountain peaks floated strangely until they shattered in mid-air.
"Give it to me."
A slightly domineering voice suddenly came from Ye Gaotong's mouth, and at the same time, blood dripped down the sword marks all over Ye Gaotong's body.
The spiritual energy danced at the fingertips, and the cluster of sword energy and the shadow of the sword strangely overlapped together. At that moment, the sky and the earth were eclipsed, leaving only the shadow of the sword.
Holding the sword shadow in his right hand tremblingly, Ye Gaotong suddenly turned around and looked in one direction, that was the direction of Nifeng City, that was the direction of the Ye family, and that was where he had struggled all his life.
Is it really going to end? Ye Gaotong's whole body's murderous intention surged. He turned around suddenly and shot out. Holding the sword shadow tightly with both hands, he slashed down towards the old man in the air. Wherever he passed, the space was distorted. In an instant,
Suddenly, all the ferocious beasts within hundreds of miles around let out a cry of sympathy.
"How is that possible?"
Looking at the shadow of the sword falling in the sky, a hint of panic finally appeared on the old man's face, and the spiritual energy in his body surged. At this moment, the old man really showed his strength. However, the reason why a Lingzong realm warrior is a Lingzong realm warrior is because of his enlightenment.
However, in such a short period of time, the old man has not even opened his own artistic conception.
The old man could only bite the bullet and wave his long sword. The sword shadow then began to divide into two, two into four, and four into eight. In just a moment, hundreds of sword shadows transformed into Ye Gaotong.
A circle of terrifying energy fluctuations spread out, and cracks appeared in the surrounding space. The terrifying and abnormal residual power directly cut off the top of Broken Sword Peak by dozens of meters, forming a smooth flat mirror.
The sword energy dissipated, and a figure was left in the air. The other figure disappeared, not even ashes were left.
That figure was Ye Gaotong. He was vomiting blood like a falling meteor. Ye Gaotong only felt a tearing pain in his muscles and bones. For a moment, he could no longer control his body shape and fell towards Broken Sword Peak.
, feeling the old man's disappearing breath, Ye Gaotong couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, there was no sword energy left in his body, and his life was passing by. Suddenly, he looked back and looked in the direction of Nifeng City, and his original clear eyes appeared.
There was a trace of relaxation, and a look of farewell appeared in those distracted eyes.
At this moment, Ye Gaotong kept replaying every plant and tree of the Ye family in his mind. Over the past few decades, he had spent his whole life in Headwind City.
Ye Gaotong has gradually felt that his life is beginning to drain away. The beating heart in his chest has gradually stopped. What is left is a hazy consciousness that still exists in his mind. It refuses to leave for a long time. His boring lips opened slightly and murmured.
He murmured: "Shaohan, I don't know if you have forgiven me now, but I will be handed over to the Ye family next."
Looking at the sky silently, a kind of call before death is obviously so clear at this moment, but so powerless.
Ye Gaotong started practicing martial arts at the age of four and awakened his bloodline at the age of nine. This talent is astonishing.
However, the high-spirited and powerful man seemed to be in his twilight at this moment. What appeared in his eyes was the high-spirited picture of the upper family, but the figures of Ye Shaohan, Ye Shaolan and others.
His consciousness gradually blurred, and his body suddenly fell downwards. The mountain wind blew Ye Gaotong's face red, but Ye Gaotong had no idea.
At this moment, the melodious sound of the piano seemed to be ringing in Ye Gaotong's ears. On the bank of the West Lake, memories came to Ye Gaotong's heart like flowing water:
On the bank of the West Lake, a woman in a white palace dress was sitting playing the piano, and lotus flowers were in full bloom. Although the woman was a dusty person, she was like the lotus flower, emerging from the mud and unsullied.
The woman played the piano and plucked the strings with her slender fingers. As the strings swayed, the melodious sound of the piano floated out. On the wooden boat on the West Lake, a slender figure stood proudly.
At that time, he was full of energy, scolded Fang Qiu, pointed out the country, and while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes.
At that time, she was in her prime, charming and beautiful. She could charm the whole city with her smile, and then the whole country with her laughter.
That night, his and her fates were intertwined. This encounter was dazzling and unexpected. However, she never opened her lips, but he did not hold back. Because she was just a singer by the West Lake, but he was the headwind city.
The head of the family. She never stayed, and he never stayed with her. She was of humble status, and he was famous. He never shed tears, only that slight smile.
She is always smiling, sitting by the West Lake, playing the piano day and night, as tranquil and lonely as a blooming green lotus.
The drizzle is invisible in the wet clothes, and the idle flowers falling to the ground are silent. She is his drizzle, and he is her fallen flower. So, she gave birth to a son and passed away. So, he faced the picture of that beautiful woman year after day, feeling dejected.
, she is Xiaoxun, the song who plays the harp on the bank of the West Lake, and he is Ye Gaotong, the head of a famous family. On the bank of the West Lake, there is still a song of departure.
He hugged the son and returned to the family. He fought against all opinions and recognized the son and returned to the clan. He cultivated the son at all costs, until three years ago, that year, Ye Shaohan's bloodline did not awaken and became a waste.
With foreign enemies on the side, the family is in danger, and with the sword tomb opening ahead, the family faces opportunities and challenges. While facing opportunities, it also faces the danger of annihilation.
He deliberately stayed away from Ye Shaohan, making Ye Shaohan despair and have no nostalgia for the family. He married Ye Shaohan with the Liu family and married into the Liu family as his son-in-law, just so that Ye Shaohan could escape when the family was in danger of annihilation, making him despair of the family.
, just to prevent Ye Shaohan from having any thoughts of revenge against his family. However, Ye Shaohan's rise made him feel conflicted. He was happy but also worried at the same time.
At that time, he wanted Ye Shaohan to live an ordinary life, so he warned Ye Shaohan not to get involved in the position of the head of the family. The Liu family had humiliated Ye Shaohan time and time again. He could disregard the interests of the family and resolutely destroy both families. At that moment,
Ye Shaohan's rise was beyond his determination.
At that time, he had to respect Ye Shaohan's choice. Even if he brought Ye Shaohan to the Abandoned Territory, he agreed to respect Ye Shaohan's request. This time, he would die in the Abandoned Territory, but he still came to eradicate the foreign enemies, firstly to save the family, and secondly to save Ye Shaohan.
, and the third is the father who brought about the rise of the family. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel confused. He had really been a good father and a good head of the family.
A line of blood slid down, passed by the already cold cheek, and condensed into crystal water droplets, swallowing up the memories of the past bit by bit.
In the end, Ye Gaotong closed his eyes weakly, and his consciousness gradually dissipated, falling under the Broken Sword Peak. The clouds and mist drowned his figure, the wind was still blowing, and there were still a few cold bodies left on the Broken Sword Peak.
The corpses were still shining with stars in the sky above Broken Sword Peak. Everything was as before. The entire Broken Sword Peak was eerily silent, without the roar of ferocious beasts.
...
His eyes dimmed, as if he was blind, and Ye Shaohan felt as if his feet were firmly on the ground again.
It was extremely difficult to open his eyes, and above his head was a bloody sky. Looking up from a distance, the entire sky was bloody.
Not only is the entire sky red, but even the ground beneath your feet is red, and even the surrounding stones and woods are red, as if this is a bloody world.
At the same time, what surprised Ye Shaohan was the crescent moon in the sky. The red moon was so strange. In this dead and quiet area, the moonlight was so pale.
"This is the Sword Tomb?"
A slightly surprised voice suddenly sounded. Ye Shaohan suddenly grasped the Qilin Sword in his right hand and swung it back. The man behind him was split into half before he could scream.
Ye Shaohan looked at it intently, and it turned out to be a man in black, one of the men in black he had just seen. Looking at the man in black, Ye Shaohan's eyes revealed a trace of contemplation.
"I just passed through the door of the Sword Tomb. Obviously, the place I am now is the Sword Tomb. However, this place is very different from what I expected. Obviously, when I entered the Sword Tomb, Zhang Ming and I were separated, and
Xiao Luoxue was the first to enter the Sword Tomb, and now he is missing. The man in black in front of him is enough to show that those men in black also entered the Sword Tomb. So did Ye Gaotong enter the Sword Tomb? There is also the passage in front of the Sword Tomb.
Who did the shouting come from? To kill Mr. Li with just one drink, his strength must be terrifying."
Silently raising his head and looking at the crescent moon, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sadness.
"I hope you can escape." Ye Shaohan sighed inexplicably. For Ye Gaotong, he never had any love, let alone hatred.
He raised his eyes slightly, surrounded by thick blood. With Ye Shaohan's eyesight, he could only see a distance of a hundred or ten meters, and the rest was all blood red.
Ye Shaohan has long been accustomed to the pungent smell of blood around him. His figure is about to float up. However, an inexplicable force comes over him and he cannot move at all. After trying several times, Ye Shaohan can't help but give up. It is obvious that in this strange place...
Those who couldn't fly in the air jumped around the blood trees. The surroundings were as desolate as a desert.
"Is this really the Sword Tomb?"
Ye Shaohan's figure jumped from the treetops, holding the Qilin Sword in his right hand, and his mind was concentrated at this moment. In this strange environment, death may occur just because of a loosening. Ye Shaohan is deeply aware of this.
Experience, when your right foot steps on the ground, your right foot inadvertently sinks into the sand, but it does not sink deeply.