The old man is a strong man in the realm of transformation. Of course, he came here this time and spent treasures to cultivate a clone, which is similar to the clone of the ancestor of the demon clan.

His name is Sword Master, and he is also the head of Sword Sect.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the courtyard. It was summer, with lush vegetation and greenery. A few white flowers were lazily leaning against the wall in the sun.

Summer morning is fashionable and cheerful.

The adults went to work, while the elderly and children were walking in and out of the courtyard.

"How do you feel about coming out this time, Qiao Nai?"

The girl thought for a while, and realized that the green gauze skirt swayed with the breeze, which was really beautiful.

"There is no genius outside the mountains."

The genius she talks about is a real genius.

The old man laughed and scolded: "There is no genius. That military god Xie An is a genius. We took a look at him from a distance a few days ago, and he actually noticed it. Of course he is a genius."

"We can't take it so lightly in the future."

"That's only one person." Qiao Nai snorted, obviously not caring.

"It is said that there is also the young man who killed the clone of the ancestor of the demon clan, and a woman." The old man could only increase his voice when he saw his disciple looking at the wall of the house absently.

The girl came back to her senses, hurriedly supported her master, and then said: "Master, isn't it rumored in the demon clan that the young man's talent has reached its peak? His talent is blocked and he can only be trapped in the spiritual realm.

, no matter how powerful he is, he is only powerful in the spiritual realm."

"Moreover, I am younger than him and have reached the Spiritual Realm. I will surpass Master in the future." The girl was dissatisfied and jumped a little. The small sword pendant hanging around her neck shone brightly in the sun.

Lord Sword sighed and shook his head. Although the population outside the mountain was large, the quality and quantity of geniuses were far inferior to those in the mountain.

Generally speaking, except for the God of War, most of the geniuses here can be found at least one every year among the big forces, so it is not surprising.

"If it weren't for the fear of bad luck coming back, no one would be too lazy to accept disciples." The old man looked at a dirty child with a runny nose in front of him, slapped the ball on the ground, and then hit it in the face, and then he screamed loudly.

cry.

When the woman in the courtyard heard the child crying, she ran out quickly and cursed a few more times.

"You are really stupid." The girl muttered, "Master, in the mountains, children of three or four years old can usually practice writing and painting, but it is so unbearable here. I can see that the child has no talent for practicing at all.

, it’s simply unsightly.”

"So, they can only die." The old man said this with a smile, without any warmth. "As the teacher expected, the final result was correct."

"The final location was indeed chosen in the hot summer."

"In the entire hot summer, there are nearly 2 billion people. Together with some surrounding countries, it amounts to almost one-third of the world's population."

"Furthermore, Yanxia has a profound heritage and many spiritual mountains. If we clean up these two billion people now, we can reduce their damage to the environment." The girl took a breath after hearing this.

Some powerful people in the mountains have held a meeting and carefully studied how to quickly reduce the outside population.

In the end, they came to a conclusion, which was to release a kind of poison. This poison, combined with the formation, could multiply in a large area, penetrate into the human body along the air, and finally cause these people's body organs to fail and die.

Even a strong person in the spiritual realm cannot bear it.

And the location is near the hot summer.

This is a premeditated massacre, but the arrangement of the formation is very trivial. A place with a population of three billion is so vast. The terrain, weather, and vegetation will all affect the formation, and if the poison cannot be placed in a stable place at the beginning,

Surviving in such an environment is difficult to cause widespread spread, so nearly 10,000 formations are needed.

Once successful, the final result is that three billion people will evaporate overnight.

And everything they saw at this time will no longer exist.

"I have been very kind. I did not tell them the time of death. They can still live leisurely now, and death only lasts for a short period of time and will not cause them much pain."

The old man smiled and walked over. The door of the courtyard was open, and there were four or five old people inside, with several children sitting on the ground beside them.

The old people saw Master Jian coming in and didn't pay much attention. They just thought he was an elder from someone nearby.

"Sorry to bother you, let's come over and take a look at this well."

There was a well in the courtyard. It was not deep, but there was water all year round. Master Jian looked at the Sword-seeking Dragon in his hand. The dragon's head was pointed at the well, and his eyes showed joy.

"Master, is this the legendary well?"

It is rumored that when their Sword Sect lineage was still here, there was a territory with a special well that could condense sword energy. The swords in the sect all relied on the water from this well to clean their swords. Therefore, master and apprentice

The two of them are so excited now.

"Sister, you are so beautiful." A five-year-old child rushed towards Qiao Nai. Qiao Nai pushed him in disgust and patted his chest gently with her palm.

Lord Jian looked at the palm and shook his head.

"Don't cause trouble."

"Master, he won't live long anyway." The girl wrinkled her cute nose.

"You can't live long, how can you talk like a little girl! How dare you curse my son!"

An aunt came out with a kitchen knife.

"Yeah, who are you? Why do you curse people as soon as you come here? Are you having trouble with a child?" Several old people also stood up.

The girl was impatient and flicked the sword pendant hanging around her neck. In an instant, sword energy swept through the courtyard.

The old people, women, and children all froze on the spot. A streak of blood appeared on everyone's neck, and they fell directly to the ground with a plop.

No blood was shed.

Lord Jian glanced at it, then shook his head: "Forget it, killing so many ordinary people will not affect you, but don't be too serious about killing next time, and have a sense of awe outside the mountain."

The girl nodded repeatedly, supported the old man, and thought to herself that this place outside the mountain was originally their territory, but these people occupied the magpie's nest and made their territory a mess.

"Master, don't say anything else, just look at this well." the girl urged.

The master and the apprentice came to the well and saw a chain at the mouth of the well. The chain was not long, just to lock a wooden sword below.

The wooden sword was extremely ordinary and even looked a bit rotten and tattered.

The Sword Master was furious: "It's ridiculous, what idiot hangs a wooden sword here, and lets a broken thing absorb the sword energy of our Jianmen Jianjing, what a waste!"

He was heartbroken, and he didn't know how much sword energy this toy-like, crudely made wooden sword had absorbed.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth has disappeared for tens of thousands of years. Who knows how much sword energy is left in Jianjing.

Lord Sword looked down and discovered a strange scene.

The tip of the wooden sword hit the surface of the well water. He felt a little strange and asked his disciple to fetch a bucket of water.

The water in the well water naturally decreased, and then it surged up from the bottom of the well water. The water surface gradually began to rise again, but it stopped again when it reached the tip of the sword.

Lord Jian's eyes widened. He had never seen such a strange phenomenon in all his years of life. An ordinary wooden sword could actually withstand the sword well of his sect?

He looked carefully, but he never found anything special about this sword, not even a hint of sword energy.

"Did you kill the person?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind.

The master and apprentice turned around and saw a woman in black robe standing coldly at the door, holding a basket of eggs and sausages in her hands.

"What a sword!"

The Sword Master looked at the woman. In his eyes, the woman was not a person, but a sword. He had never seen such a good sword. Even in his own sword sect, even his own disciples seemed to be inferior to her.

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Bai Lu looked at a room full of corpses. She walked to an old woman and gently put the basket down.

"My fault, I shouldn't have put the sword here." Her tone was very calm, but there was an indescribable feeling.
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