"What others dare not, let me wait!"

Everyone behind Mo Xuan also drew out weapons. At this moment, no one was afraid. Some things always require people to do. They are heroes, and the greatest heroes are for the country and the people.

"Kill my disciples of Tianhua Sect, you cannot forgive me!" At the front of the black shadow was an old man in white, who was leaping over. The sword in his hand was extremely blood-red and he was extremely resentful. At this time, he had already pulled out and slashed at Mo Xuan. Under this sword, there were countless undead spirits, so it was so blood-red, but Mo Xuan knew that there were countless innocent people under the sword.

Mo Xuan was not showing any weakness, and the sword in his hand also swung it away, colliding with the old man's sword, making a muffled sound. Mo Xuan's body flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. The original long sword in his hand was broken into two pieces and scattered on the ground.

Then it was seen that the people behind the old man had arrived. Seven people stood beside the old man, and the rest were fighting with the heroes. However, the heroes were obviously defeated, and countless casualties were injured, but no one turned back because they came here this time, and they never thought about going back. For the sake of the people, it was their way, heroism, and their lifelong pursuit.

Not far away, Mo Xuan fell in a grassland. He felt his arms almost lost consciousness, and countless bones on his body were broken. There was a voice in his heart that told him that as long as he was not dead, he would not fall down forever, his Tao would not allow it, nor would his sword have allowed it.

"Blood Sword? I, Mo Xuan, have never learned how powerful sword skills in my life, and have never seen evil skills like this blood sword. But I know that people are born with their own pursuits. You can massacre the people for the sake of strength, which is for the evil way, and I can give everything for the people in this life. This is my way, the word "门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门门�

The sword had been re-emphasized, Mo Xuan stood up, raised the broken sword high above his head, kicked up on the ground, and rushed straight to the old man!

"I dare not call myself a hero, nor can I complete the mission of saving the country."

"But even if the sword in my hand is broken, I will use my last strength to swing it out and do my best to do what I can. I can't save the country and the people, but I can do it for the country and the people. This is a hero."

He swung his sword and brought a mouthful of blood in his heart. This sword is a heroic sword, which has nothing to do with sword skills, but only with Taoism, and the blood sword cannot be stopped.

The old man was frightened when he saw the man who was already dying suddenly kicking up, but the momentum and speed displayed by the other party in front of him were even more terrifying. Now, like Baiyi, he could only barely raise his sword to resist, but his movements were the same, and there seemed to be no big difference.

The old man saw the blood sword being cut in half, and then a broken sword in front of him continued to magnify, and finally turned into a little cold light. Without a scream, he died in the sword hand of the sword. He was like an ant in the sword hand.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the evil heads around were all shocked. The blood splashed on their faces was unbelievably wiped away. Seeing that the bodies of their colleagues next to them had been split in half and scattered in a pool of blood, they could only have time to exclaim. This scene, even the seven evil heads, will never be forgotten, and this is a hero. The greatness of a hero does not concern strength, but only the Tao.

Mo Xuan stood in a pool of blood, shaking, and he could barely fall by holding on with a sword. The blood in his heart was already all his strength. Now that he was about to die, he took a deep breath, and some strength came from somewhere. He waved the broken sword in his hand again, not to the other seven evil heads, but to the ground, engraved a word clip. Then he lost all his strength and put down the broken sword. After losing the only support, he finally fell down and fell to the left of his engraving. If you look from above, you can find that a word "院" appeared in the world. As expected, before he died, he was still a hero. This is his lifelong pursuit, his stubborn selfish desire.

Since then, there is no hero in the world.

...

That's it?

Ye Tian was not awake yet, but there was still a wave of words in his mind, but then he felt dizzy again...

In the thousand-year-old ghost world, there is a storm. You can ask Jiazi, how many cycles, evil is coming to courage, and good heart is destroyed.

The court is full of storms, everyone is in danger, officials protect each other, and they protect themselves with dragons. The snowy land in the sky is north, and people are in panic.

Since then, when is the beginning?

Ten years ago, someone replied: "I, Mo Xuan, should take on this important task." Then the heroes echoed and showed off their heroes, but they finally died but still did not regret it.

Since then, there is no hero in the world.

Ten years later, the army is approaching, and who will the chivalrous man want to resist?

He was dressed in a blue shirt and smiled. Although he was a woman, he had a chivalrous heart.

The name is Xiao Xiao.

...

"The world is so big, can you take me to see it?"

Although the village is small, Xiao Xiao still likes it very much. There is a saying that goes...

Oh, the traffic between the fields and the chickens and dogs are heard, and men, women, young and old are happy.

What I mean is probably their village, Xiao Xiaoxin thought.

In the chaotic times, this place can be called a paradise, but Xiao Xiao still wants to know what the outside world looks like.

She heard the story Chen Ye told her and knew the bizarreness outside, so she wanted to go and have a look.

Chen Ye lacked a thumbs up, but he was the most handsome young man in the village.

The Chen family is a big family in the village, with fertile fields and oxen cattle, and horses. I heard that the Chen family’s people’s fist and foot skills are all superb skills. Many young and strong men would always lie around and peek and study secretly.

Xiao Xiao was also very interested, but she would not get together with a group of big men to peek, so she asked Chen Ye.

"What kind of martial arts do girls learn from every family?" Chen Ye said.

"I want to eliminate demons and protect the way and uphold justice." Xiao Xiaoli was righteous.

"Every girl's family wants to uphold justice, it's all the things men do," said Chen Ye.

"Then there are so many men in this world, why are there still so chaotic outside?" Xiao Xiao asked.

Chen Ye suddenly fell silent.

"Then you uphold justice, and you are my Word and justice."

After a while, Chen Ye smiled.

Ye Tian can be vaguely seen.

Xiao Xiao’s pretty face turned red.

...

There are so many changes in the world, but I just want to guard a city for one person.

Thousands of years later, Chen Ye became a hero, and won the world with tens of thousands of elite soldiers. He guarded the empty city alone for one person. People don’t remember it, but Liu Shu, who was far away in the sky, still silently looked through the clouds every day to see the extraordinary hero who was in love with her.

You have become an immortal, and I have drawn the land into a prison.

You have paid a lot. Chen Ye still repeated this sentence day and night, but he still looked at the sky tirelessly, his heart full of dancing figures.

"General, King Xiao is already at the city."

"I understand, you guys go back."

"Can..."

"I'll arrive later."

"yes!"

Chen Ye looked at the sky again, just like before, and spoke gently.

"This may be the last time I've been with you."

The sword comes.

A rusty sword beside the throne screamed, shaking off the rust of the subway, and golden light burst out, and the heaven and earth were trembling, just like a real dragon returning.

He picked it up gently and smiled sarcastically.

"Old guy, I haven't seen you for a long time."

With a sword breaking through the top of the city, Chen Ye stood up suddenly, with endless wailing under his feet.

Another sword of heaven and earth.

"Chen Ye, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Xiao Xiao stood among hundreds of thousands of troops, holding military power, leaning against the battle flag, and was invincible array in front of him.

She had been chatting with the enemy general for only half a day, but now she meets again, which is no longer yesterday.

Chen Ye’s only person is one sword and one city.

"Your men are dead, what are you going to fight me?"

"A sword."

Xiao Xiao's eyes were full of anger.

"You can leave, I can't stop you, just for a woman, I will give up my life? Are you worth it?"

Chen Ye stroked the sword body and his face was calm.

"I often ask myself this question, it's not worth it."

The sword body is already shiny.

"But now I think, whether it's worth it or not, my behavior has made a choice for me."

The sword fell under the city, and it was like a broken bamboo. A cold edge spanned hundreds of meters and slashed towards Xiao Xiao.

Capture the king first.

It's just unsuccessful.

Tens of thousands of soldiers roared together, let alone sword energy, even Chen Ye couldn't stand firm.

How can one fight ten thousand people?

But Chen Ye has no choice but to retreat.

Only kill.

He remembered the old man's words.

"If one day you feel powerless to turn the world back, throw the Heaven and Earth Sword."

The Heaven and Earth Sword was slapped at Xiao Xiao with great force.

The army is connected with one spirit, and the formation is unparalleled.

Purple air rose behind Xiao Xiao.
To be continued...