This is a deserted plain.

Whoosh swish swish swish-

Several figures kept flashing in the void, accompanied by the fall of the first afterimage, and then three afterimages fell next to him!

"Boy, I couldn't kill you three years ago, but you came over and died three years later!"

The person who spoke was an old man who looked fairy-like and Taoist. The two people around him were also old men wearing Taoist robes. The momentum on their bodies surged, making their Taoist robes fly constantly!

In front of them, a young man slowly turned around and the moment he looked at them, a trace of arc raised slightly, which was a kind of disdain and ridicule.

"The old guys from the Immortal Sect believe that they are upholding justice, but they are actually a few hypocritical and hypocritical beasts."

"You don't know how to live or die, today next year will be your death day!"

Brush-

Three swords suddenly rushed out from behind and then fell into their hands.

The boy stretched, twisted his neck, making a "crack" sound of bones, and an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, I'm really sorry, you could have killed me three years ago, but today three years later, you are in front of me, nothing is wrong!"

Then his deep eyes froze, and blue thunder flashed in the palm of his right hand, making a "sizzling" sound. The thunder quickly entangled, and soon, a sword that shone with thunder was suspended under his palm!

"This is...the illusionized natal spiritual weapon, how can you... your cultivation level be..."

The three old men in front of them showed shock expressions!

"I remember when I came just now, I will let you be buried wherever she left!" The young man's eyes narrowed again, and then the sword with thunder flashing in his palm rushed towards the three old men at a speed that was almost impossible to capture with his eyesight.

Then the boy turned around, put his hands in his jeans pocket, and walked away.

Behind the sword kept drawing blue sword shadows beside the three old men, and the three old men seemed to be dealing with a super expert. Not to mention attacking the young man, even the three of them could not break through the rapid attack of the sword!

What came to my ears was the sound of metal making the weapons colliding with each other...

"Thirty years, Hedong and thirty years, Hexi, I'm sorry, I only need three years..."

"Xiaoxiao...has avenged you..."

Behind, three streams of blood sprinkled into the sky, and the three figures fell to the ground without any breath.

The boy's body did not even pause at all, and he stretched out his hand, and the sword turned into three thousand thunders and penetrated into his palm... and then he walked to the distance...

...

This is a cemetery, which is very beautiful. Many wealthy families will choose here. Even the price of a cemetery here can almost reach the price of an ordinary house in Tianhua City.

A young man bent down and placed a bouquet of flowers on top of a tombstone. Then he sat next to him, picked up a bottle of wine and took several mouthfuls, and then gently stroked the photo on the tombstone... At this moment, tenderness appeared in his eyes...

Maybe it was three years, and he was already sad enough and numb, and now he was more relieved.

"Xiaoxiao, I've avenged you, those three guys are dead."

Xiaoxiao, named Feng Xiaoxiao, the daughter of the Feng Group, and the young man was named Ye Bei. They met in Tianhua City five years ago. Ye Bei was an orphan since he was seven years old. When he was seven years old, he accidentally picked up a martial art. At that time, he was still young, and others would think it was fake, but he took it seriously. The martial art was indeed a real cultivation method. Since then, he has entered the world of cultivation!

After knowing Feng Xiaoxiao for a year, Ye Bei took her on the road to cultivation. Another year later, Ye Bei got into trouble with a group of people, including the three old guys from the Immortal Sect. The three of them chased Ye Bei. Hou Feng Xiaoxiao blocked a sword for him and left Ye Bei forever. The place where she fell was where Ye Bei killed the three old guys.

One thing Ye Bei regrets the most is why he took Feng Xiaoxiao into the world of cultivation... If it weren't for this, Feng Xiaoxiao wouldn't have left him...

boom--

The sky with clear sky suddenly became dark clouds at this moment. In just a few seconds, the heavy rain sprinkled on the earth like a pouring waterfall.

The heavy rain soaked Ye Bei's hair and clothes... He sat there blankly, stroking the photo...

"Xiaoxiao, I should be the one who really killed you... So, the damn person is actually me..."

Ye Bei laughed... and then he slowly stood up...

"I don't know how far you have gone in the sky in three years. Can I still catch up with you..."

Just as he was about to sacrifice the sword, a dense dark cloud suddenly condensed a very terrifying thunder above his head, and it blasted down in the blink of an eye, just hitting Ye Bei...

His figure disappeared, or became nothingness...
Chapter completed!