"Random!" The figure on the back of the bird king was furious, and the black fog of death broke out in an instant like a mountain torrent and tsunami. The sky shook, and the sky shook, crushing towards the south with an unparalleled momentum, saying: "If you slander Your Majesty, you should die for death."

The figure of the black-clothed sword shook his head: "The walking corpse is hopeless."

The black long sword behind him shook slightly, making a quiet sound of sword sound, clearer and longer, as if there were, the sword intent and sword force in the sky surged in an instant, pouring out and bursting, like a nebula flowing, and it was thundering towards the black death mist that was crushing without any weakness.

Boom!

In the sky, the sound of Tao roared.

An indescribable surging power hit, and the sky on the prairie seemed to have turned into a chaotic painting board. In an instant, countless rare scenes appeared, like the evolution of all things, like the birth and death of stars, like the rise and fall of stars, like the dispersion of nebula, like the death of living beings, like the hanging of the sky, like the thunder, like the bright birth of thunder, like the desolation of the sky fire... All kinds of strange scenes appeared.

At this moment, countless creatures on the prairie were intoxicated to the point where they could not extricate themselves.

Countless creatures, even ordinary little beasts that are not yet civilized, or even violent, wise and vicious beasts, all stared at the sky in a daze. Such a mysterious painting that is almost like the path of heaven and earth has a fatal temptation to any creature between heaven and earth.

This is the instinctive yearning for the great way of heaven and earth.

Only Lantian, Kong Kong Kong and the thin and mysterious strong man had a clear vision in their eyes.

call out!

A sound of a sword roar suddenly appeared.

In the sky, the figure of the black-clothed sword pulled out the black long sword behind him with his backhand.

The sharp blade like the Demon Sword of the Demon was unsheathed, and the sword blade broke through the void. The sword intent in the southern sky seemed to be condensed between this sword and slashed out. The sword intent that spread out at this moment was really terrifying, as if the whole world was about to be destroyed under such a terrifying sword. It was domineering, cold and powerful, full of murderous intent to destroy everything. Wherever the sword light arrived, it was like a natural chasm that separated the strange phenomena of the void.

When the two strong men fight, the winner is about to be decided.

"Ah...you..." The figure on the back of the bird king exclaimed in pain, his tone was extremely shocked, as if he had discovered something incredible.

The next moment—

Bang!

Amid the muffled sound, the bird king, which was ten thousand meters long, was slashed by the sword intent, and his huge body suddenly burst and turned into a blood rain all over the sky.

Feathers splash.

The ferocious beast king did not even make a sound of wail, and he died without a place to bury himself.

The blood of the ferocious beasts was like pouring rain, covering thousands of miles of the prairie, dyeing the sea of ​​green grass and grass red.

"I remember you... See you next day, you will regret it and pay the price!"

The mysterious figure on the back of the bird king seemed to have suffered a severe injury. First, he let out a painful cry, and then he let out an unwilling roar, leaving a sentence, his figure flashed and broke away from the range covered by the sword intent of destruction. The evil fog of death surrounded him. He quickly left and disappeared in an instant on the sky in the north. What followed was that the suffocation momentum of the sky disappeared instantly like hot water and boiling snow.

The fierce beast scouts and the flying beasts that were originally hovering between the heaven and the earth actually felt extremely fear, and wailed and ran towards the rear frantically. However, the sword intent of destruction burst out between the heaven and the earth, and silver sword lights instantly swept across the sky within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, like a storm. All the ferocious beasts instantly turned into powder and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

Above the sky, all the strange phenomena became clear in an instant.

Only the black sword figure still stands like a mountain.

The black magic sword blade was inserted back into the scabbard behind it at some point.

Blood is everywhere, and the wind is flying.

The wind blew the long black hair like ink.

Black shirt, black hair, black sword!

His figure standing with his sword seemed to have a magical power that made everyone on the ground look at him intently.

Who would this sword god be like?

Everyone was thinking.

At this time, even the elementary school students of Bailu Academy knew that the figure of Black Shirt was definitely not the Yan Buhui they had guessed before, Li Rui and others. The style of that sword was so terrifying and terrifying. Looking at the world, perhaps only the move of Ye Qingyu, the third deputy envoy of the human race, who killed the quasi-emperor of Xuan Ji Sect before the Xuan Ji Sect, could be compared with the move that could be compared with that of Ye Qingyu, the third deputy envoy of the human race, before the Xuan Ji Sect mountain gate.

When did such an unparalleled sword god appear in the vast world?

If it were not well known that Ye Qingyu's deputy envoy loved white clothes and white clothes, and the sword in his hand was not a black magic blade, he might think that this was the arrival of Ye Qingyu's true body.

Suddenly, an old teacher who had worked in Bailu Academy for decades seemed to remember something, exclaimed slightly, "It's so similar... it's not right, it's impossible, it's him... it's gone for countless years..."

"Who is it?"

“What the teacher said is…”

Some other students and teachers looked at the old teacher.

The old teacher shook his head quickly and said, "Maybe I guessed wrong... It could not be him, it could not be his... He has been dead for many years. What a pity. If he was still alive back then, he might have the style of today... Don't look at me, I'll recognize the wrong person."

Everyone was speechless.

However, there was another teacher who was relatively old and moved and said, "Mr. Wang was talking about Yan Xingtian, who was known as the two walls of the Bailu poor family with Deputy Envoy Ye? Yes, the figure and clothing of this black-clothed sword god are indeed very similar to Yan Xingtian. Back then, Yan Xingtian was also an unparalleled hero, but unfortunately he encountered an accident during a trial and his whereabouts were unknown, and he probably had already fallen." There was a regret in his words.

Only then did everyone understand who the teacher Wang was talking about.

Some people have heard of the name Yan Xingtian, while others have never heard of it. After all, although Yan Xingtian was once unparalleled in qualifications and was favored by many teachers at that time, including the old dean of the past, unfortunately, he had not yet had time to show off his qualifications and talents, and had disappeared a long time ago. Except for some old teachers who taught Yan Xingtian's studies back then, many people had long known this name.

Whenever the three words Yan Xingtian are mentioned, many old teachers feel quite emotional.

Especially this old teacher Wang was the one who was most optimistic about Yan Xingtian back then. He had a very good relationship with Yan Xingtian. He took good care of Yan Xingtian in all aspects and spent a lot of effort. Because he was from a poor family, he hoped to cultivate Yan Xingtian, a poor child, and open up a way for poor students of the empire. Later, Yan Xingtian was born, the old teacher Wang was once extremely sad and once set up a tomb for Yan Xingtian.

It is also because of this reason that Mr. Wang immediately linked the figure in the sky like a black sword god with Yan Xingtian. Perhaps it was because after so many years, he still couldn't forget the stubborn and silent boy in black who was in black who was stubborn but Hongyi. The boy who was called the poorest man in Bailu Academy with Ye Qingyu was the first to grow up smoothly, even if he was not as famous as Ye Qingyu now, he should be one of the brilliant figures.

Some of the senior White Deer Academy teachers who knew Mr. Wang also felt regretful and sighed secretly.

Yan Xingtian, this is the most bitter and bitter knot in the heart of Mr. Wang.

Unfortunately, Mr. Wang was just thinking of others when he saw things and thought of others. He could only be wishful thinking. Such things had happened before. When he saw some heroes who looked like Yan Xingtian, he would say this. This was not the first time. At this time, the figure like a sword god in the sky was definitely not Yan Xingtian. After all, the young man had already fallen too early and could not exist in the world. In that situation at that time, he could not have survived.

However, at this moment, the figure like a black sword god in the sky disappeared.

A voice sounded clearly in everyone's ears-

"Students have met Teaching Wang."

Everyone saw a flash of eyes and saw a black figure appearing in front of Mr. Wang. He was slender and straight, and he saluted respectfully. The etiquette used was exactly the posture of the White Deer Academy students when they visited the teaching.

"You..." Old Teacher Wang was stunned, widened his eyes, and was in disbelief.

The black figure, carrying a sword behind her back, saluted again, and said, "Student Yan Xingtian, I have met Mr.

"It's really you? God, I..." Teacher Wang finally realized, but seemed to be completely dull. Once upon a time, he had countless such dreams. The lonely and stubborn boy in black appeared in front of him and saluted him. Unfortunately, everything disappeared when he woke up. At this moment, everything in front of him was so real, which was the scene he had always dreamed of... But all this should not be a dream, right?

Everyone around was stunned.

Even Kong Kong and the mysterious tall and thin man were filled with great shock.

It turned out...is this genius who everyone thought had died, and he is back?

"Students have seen the teachings of Kong University, and I have seen all the teachings." The figure in black-clad swordsmanship saluted Kong Kong and some other former teaching teachers again. When he left, Kong Kong Kong was not the dean, but the chief teaching staff of Bailu Academy, so he was still called the teaching staff. Kong Kong Kong was also very optimistic about Yan Xingtian at the time. Although he did not put in a huge effort as Mr. Wang, he had also made some good relationships.

All of a sudden, everyone came to their senses and was completely sure that the sword body in black was really Yan Xingtian, a genius student who died prematurely in Bailu Academy.

Everything is like a dream.

The boy who was considered dead by everyone actually came back alive and had such terrifying and incredible cultivation.

Some elementary school students looked at the boy in black with admiration. Yan Xingtian's shocking sword technique just now shocked them and made them yearn for it.

Finally, Yan Xingtian came to the front of Mr. Wang again and bowed again—

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Chapter completed!