Ye Shaohan's eyes were slightly closed, and his soul power spread out, covering the sword tomb. Suddenly, his expression was slightly startled.
With his feet on the ground, Ye Shaohan took a few steps forward and jumped up to a treetop in vain. Under the treetops, there were two brand-new tombstones, with some writings carved on the two tombstones.
What surprised Ye Shaohan was the writing on the tombstone, which was Liu Yuehong, Sui Feng!
On the tombstone on the right, Ye Shaohan felt a familiar aura, which belonged to Liu Yuehong. A sword and guqin fell next to the tombstone.
Ye Shaohan did not go down immediately, but still stood on the treetops, because there was a familiar scent of Ye Shaohan below at this moment.
A girl with braids was surprisingly quiet.
The girl who lost her parents in the Battle of the Sword Gods, An Jing is still wearing a white dress today and holding two bouquets of pear blossoms in her hands.
Bend down, Anjing placed two bouquets of pear flowers in front of the tombstone. There were some dead flowers beside the tombstone. Obviously, Anjing had been here for the past few days.
"Peak Master, Jingjing came to see you, are you and Uncle Yuehong okay in heaven?" Jingjing murmured softly.
Immediately, Jing Jing kept talking to himself, recounting the sadness of practicing in the past few days and interesting things in life.
Ye Shaohan did not interrupt, and stood quietly on the treetop.
It wasn't until half an hour later that Anjing stood up, bowed to the tombstone, and said: "Peak Master, Master Yuehong, Anjing will go back to take care of grandpa first, and I'll see you tomorrow!"
Turning around, Anjing was carrying the huge stone sword on his back and was about to walk towards Luoxia Peak. However, at this moment, he raised his head for some reason and happened to see Ye Shaohan on the treetops. A look of astonishment flashed across his face.
Feeling An Jing's gaze, Ye Shaohan smiled slightly. This was Ye Shaohan's first smile in several days.
"Disciple An Jing of Luoxia Peak has met senior brother An Jing!" Jing Jing clumsily made a sword salute to Ye Shaohan, because Ye Shaohan's current appearance was definitely not Sui Feng's, which was why Jing Jing could not recognize Ye Shaohan.
Seeing this, Ye Shaohan's smile grew thicker at the corner of his mouth, and he nodded slightly: "Well! Jing Jing, your cultivation has improved a lot!"
Hearing this, Jingjing looked at Ye Shaohan strangely, shook his head and said, "Senior brother, you are joking, Jingjing still needs to work hard!"
After a pause, he said quietly: "Senior brother, are you also here to visit the Peak Master?"
"Yeah!" Ye Shaohan responded softly, raised his fingertips slightly, and a stream of light shot out in vain, turning out to be a cluster of silver flames.
As Ye Shaohan moved his fingertips, the silver flame continued to change, and finally turned into a stream of light and submerged into An Jing's eyebrows, and a flame mark emerged from the center of An Jing's eyebrows.
Jing Jing only saw a flash of light, and then his forehead felt a little hot.
"Then I won't disturb senior brother, and I'll go back and take care of grandpa first!" For some reason, Anjing always felt familiar with the person in front of him.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan nodded slightly and waved his hand. Seeing this, Anjing no longer delayed, carried the stone sword on his back, walked towards the path, and finally disappeared in the quiet path.
"Seal?" Huo Qilin's doubtful voice echoed in the sword tomb.
The disciples of Sword God Wufeng all looked towards the sword tomb in surprise. In the sound of the piano, they heard a hint of sadness.
Inadvertently, the disciples of the Sword God Sect and others were immersed in the sound of the piano, and for a while they couldn't extricate themselves.
On top of the Sword God Peak, Wuhen was sitting in the Sword Temple. The spiritual energy around him rushed toward Wuhen crazily, causing a stir in the air.
In particular, the scrolls hanging on the walls of the Sword Temple are filled with sword intent. Under the baptism of these sword intents, Wuhen's strength slowly grows.
The sword intent filled Wuhen's heart, and the two sword intents were cleverly combined. Indistinctly, Wuhen was only one step away from completely entering the Lingzong realm.
However, the sound of a musical instrument floated in vain in the Sword Temple.
Opening his eyes, Wuhen's eyes flashed with a trace of disgust. For some reason, he was disgusted by the sound of the piano.
Not only Wuhen was like this, Yue Jingxian also got up like this, rushed out of the cave and ran towards the sword tomb.
In the sword tomb, Ye Shaohan dropped his left hand, and the sound of his piano suddenly stopped. He put the piano into the Qilin Ring. Ye Shaohan slapped the cold tombstone with his right hand and murmured: "It's time to go!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Shaohan's figure dissipated strangely like a gust of breeze.
In an instant, Yue Jingxian's figure appeared in the sky above the sword tomb. When he saw that there was no one in the sword tomb, he said suspiciously: "Afraid of the strange thing!"
The breath of his whole body was completely integrated into this world. For a moment, Ye Shaohan's figure crossed the sky like a rainbow and disappeared at the end of the Sword God Mountain Range.
The chaos caused by family disputes has swept across the entire Falling Rain Country, and for a time, killings can be seen at any time.
The source of this killing came from the five major aristocratic families in the imperial capital and the Ye family. A few months ago, the three major aristocratic families in the imperial capital united and took action against the Ye family.
At the same time, the Ye family's properties in various places were destroyed one after another, which undoubtedly became the fuse of this family dispute.
The battle between the aristocratic families that lasted for several months was taking place in the Land of Falling Rain. Originally, under the leadership of the previous head of the family, the Ye family was able to resist the offensive of the three major aristocratic families.
However, a few days ago, the royal family suddenly became involved in the matter, which completely changed the situation.
The royal family secretly assisted the three major aristocratic families, and with the help of some smaller aristocratic families, the offensive of the three major aristocratic families became extremely fierce. In just a few days, the Ye family's properties in various places were destroyed.
Coupled with attacks from some small sects, the Ye family was even worse. In just a few days, the children of the Ye family scattered all over the Falling Rain Country returned to the Ye family one after another.
Today, Headwind City has undoubtedly become the foundation of the Ye family.
At first, the aristocratic families in Headwind City evacuated Headwind City one after another in order to avoid harming Chiyu.
Therefore, the only aristocratic families in Headwind City today are the Ye family and some unpopular families. Compared to the Headwind City a few months ago, today's Headwind City looks extremely bleak.
The city gate that used to be crowded with people was now deserted. Only a few panic-stricken citizens came out of the city gate, all carrying baggage.
Outside Niefeng City, the general trend gathered, and this general trend enveloped Niufeng City, and this general trend came from the three major aristocratic families, as well as those families who came after hearing the news.
Because of the same purpose, different forces formed an alliance, the Ye Extermination Alliance. The alliance aimed to kill the Ye family, among which the three major families in the imperial capital accounted for the main force of the alliance.
As more and more forces poured in, the Ye family was completely surrounded.
The aura of impending storm has swept across the entire Niefeng City, and the darkness has quietly fallen. Niadfeng City has been covered with a layer of gauze, and the moonlight flows on the ground like running water.
The prosperity of a city is always related to the city's night scene. However, today's headwind city's night scene is also so desolate. Passers-by wander around the streets in a panic, losing the laughter of the past.
A figure in black robe appeared in vain on the street, and the wide black robe wrapped the whole person.
"Start tripping!" A low voice sounded in vain, and then the sound of breaking wind gradually became louder, and dozens of figures emerged after the former.
This scene didn't just stop here, countless men in black robes appeared in every corner of Headwind City.
Ye Shaojuan is a direct descendant with good qualifications. With her hard training in the past, her cultivation level has reached the level of a spiritual master.
Wearing a military robe and a swaying ponytail, Ye Shaojuan looks heroic.
Holding a sword, Ye Shaojuan led three Ye family disciples with a serious look on her face and a pair of willow eyebrows as she walked on the street.
Now, the three major aristocratic families have led an attack, and the Ye family has been completely on guard. Warriors above the spiritual master level have been assigned into small teams to patrol the Niefeng City day and night.
There are three people in each team, and those who are in the same group as Ye Shaojuan are also direct descendants, and their cultivation level is not bad.
The three of them restrained their auras and wandered on the street, their attention wandering around. Suddenly, Ye Shaojuan's eyes narrowed and landed on a man in black robes.
"There is a situation!" Ye Shaojuan lowered her voice, already holding the long sword behind her with her right hand, kicked her feet, and jumped out in vain.
Whoosh! A sword struck down the black robe, which turned into broken steps and scattered all over the ground. At the same time, a middle-aged man emerged a few meters in front of Ye Shaojuan.
At the same time, several more figures appeared next to the middle-aged man.
Holding the sword, Ye Shaojuan's whole body was filled with spiritual energy. She looked at these people with a solemn face and said in a cold voice: "Nangong Family!"
These black-robed disciples were clearly descendants of the Nangong family. Hearing this, the middle-aged man glanced at Ye Shaojuan in surprise, shook his head and said, "The Ye family is being cautious!" "Do it!" Before he could finish his words, several middle-aged figures appeared.
The man flew out from behind and struck Ye Shaojuan with a terrifying sword force.
Facing this fierce sword power, Ye Shaojuan's face remained calm. Holding the sword, she stepped forward instead of retreating. She took several steps in succession. The sword's light was like a rainbow, and her face flashed out when it was fierce.
At the same time, the two Ye family disciples behind Ye Shaojuan also came out with swords.
Bang bang! A sword broke through the sword force. Ye Shaojuan raised her left hand slightly, and an air sword suddenly appeared.
"Shadow sword slash!" Ye Shaojuan shouted softly, and the air sword shot out.
The qi sword changed uncontrollably, turning into three small qi swords. Under the influence of the sword qi, it passed through the chests of the three Nangong family disciples. In an instant, blood surged wildly.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man's expression changed somewhat, he shook his head slightly, then he also took out his sword and struck it down with one blow.
The two sword lights met, their sparks flickered, and then there was a dull sound, and Ye Shaojuan's body fell backwards in vain.
Boom! Ye Shaojuan retreated dozens of steps in succession, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth. The remaining two Ye family children were no match for the middle-aged man.
The sword light was like a poisonous snake, following closely behind, and easily repelled the two of them with one sword strike. The middle-aged man took a step in vain and charged towards Ye Shaojuan with one sword strike.
If this sword strikes down, the result waiting for Ye Shaojuan is death.
Holding back her injuries, Ye Shaojuan summoned her spiritual energy and retreated quickly. However, the middle-aged man was faster.