Heavy rain filled the world.

The battle on the street began suddenly without any warning. As the man finished speaking, the silent few people continued to remain silent, and then, suddenly, stabbed the sharp sword in their hands.

The sky was raining, and the void collided, colliding with various internal lights, colliding together, and then burst into smaller, small water droplets that were hard to see clearly, scattered and flew around. Seven cold lights interlaced and cut through the rain curtain, as if after the next moment.

Everything returned to peace. The man holding the wooden box slowly oozed out of his throat. The wooden box was still holding the sword in his hand. The blood on the blade was extremely dimly washed by the rain, and there was no trace in a blink of an eye. The comrades beside the man holding the wooden box were hit by the sword, and they fell to the ground dejectedly.

Zixiao sword technique, the sword of killing, the sword is ruthless, and if there is love, one will die.

The seven people were all very famous masters in the Zixiao Sword Sect. The sword technique was naturally very clever. A woman with a trace of blood on her throat knelt on the wet ground with a sad expression, shouting "Senior Brother Ling! Senior Brother Ling!"

All five people were alive, one of them was injured in the left arm, and the man who was hit by the sword in three vital points of his body was the only sword he took. He avoided the vital points and only injured his left arm. The other four people, three of them, had a trace of blood on their throats, and a little bright red appeared in their hearts.

The five people knelt silently in front of the corpse of the man holding the wooden box. The tears in their eyes were mixed with raindrops. Whether there were really tears can only be judged by the sad expression and red eyes. The woman who shouted sadly first looked at Can Ren, with a sad tone, but said calmly, "You call Can Ren, right? Even if you are no longer a person in the martial arts world, you should kneel down to Senior Brother Ling."

Can Ren said silently, "Why?"

"Without Senior Brother Ling, the Sword Saint would have been dead eighty years ago. Without Senior Brother Ling, the cruel leader had already died in the past when the leader was in distress after the battle. Even if countless people in the sect were guided and taken care of by Senior Brother Ling, and helped by the help of the great martial arts, they would not worship him, but the people in your family must not refuse to worship him!"

Can Ren no longer talked, but when he walked, he still held the wooden box and knelt down on the ground to bow. Can Ren was not sad because of this, but Can Ren also felt that he had to bow to this person.

This is a strange person, and he deserves to be worshipped by these "enemy" who obviously killed him but was really painful. He could have killed four people, but he kept his hands on the four swords, so he died by himself. If he didn't hold back, the four people would have died.

Canren was not willing to guess why he chose to hold back. He had already taken action, but why did he choose to use his own destiny to give himself a quick sword that was as if it was not a mortal.

"Senior Brother Ling, since he entered the world, he has become extremely talented. In the past, only the sword of the cruel leader of the Zixiao Sword Sect can firmly defeat him. If Senior Brother Ling had not vowed that the unstable position of the leader, after the cruel leader passed away, he would be the newcomer.

Although the cruel leader is strong, he is definitely not as good as Senior Brother Ling. He truly cares for his fellow disciples. He teaches his own way of practicing martial arts without reservation and helps his fellow disciples without reservation. If it weren’t for spending a lot of time for his fellow disciples, even if Brother Ling’s natural character is a cruel leader, he might not have defeated him. We should have died, but he could not have been able to attack his fellow disciples after all. His sword has never been killed, and there is no one from the Zixiao Sword Sect until he dies."

The woman muttered to herself, but the other three men and one woman cried sadly, but the sound of sad tears became louder and louder, as if the woman's words had already evoked memories of the past.

If it were in the past, Can Ren would definitely feel disdainful that Ling was a big fool. If he was more selfish, he would definitely live well now. I am afraid he would live better than his uncle and live a long life. But Can Ren felt confused at this time. Ling's sword was really fast, very quickly. Can Ren asked himself that with the speed of his sword, he could fight two of these five people at the same time. One more person would be a victory, and it would be a miserable victory.

Canren had never seen his uncle's sword before. Ling was the master who had seen it. He had the fastest sword speed and had the most vivid use of the Zixiao Sword Sect's sword technique.

Crazy and tenacious thoughts, and finally I feel that cruelty is right. If a person does not know how to cherish his life and does not know how to think about himself all the time, the ending will only be miserable.

What brought Canren to his senses was a bunch of blood, which was splattered onto his face by a bunch of hot blood. Canren had to come back to his senses. The blood was the first woman to shout sadly. She used all her internal strength and penetrated her heart with a sword.

"Senior Brother Ling, for us, you would rather lose your life than attack us. And I, so ruthless, have the heart to kill you... What's wrong with death? Why should I be obsessed with that order..." The woman seemed to want to say something, but she could no longer speak, her eyes gradually dimmed, and finally, she no longer had the spirit.

Not over yet.

"Senior Brother Ling, we are sorry for you! If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been today, but we actually killed you so heartlessly! Underworld, Senior Brother Ling, wait for Junior Brother, I will come to apologize to you!" The excited man shouted, "Draw the sword. The sword was so fast that it instantly cut the throat. The wound was splashed with blood, mixed with rain, and fell to the ground.

It's the second one, rebellious and thought.

...

It's the third...

It's the fourth...

The last one...

Seven corpses fell quietly on the wet ground. The wooden box that was originally fighting for and even desperately fought for, was quietly lying on the side. Canren suddenly felt that this was ridiculous. If he had known this, why would he draw a sword for the wooden box from the beginning?

Is it worth it?

Canren looked at the dead man named Ling and found it ridiculous because he gave his beloved junior brothers and sisters a cruel gentleman. This gentleness, cruelty, killed them all, and even himself died in this tenderness that should not have existed.

In ancient times, there was a thin and almost invisible famous sword called Wenrou. Wenrou is indeed a powerful weapon, Wenrou can definitely kill people. At least six of these seven corpses died in Wenrou's hands. Sometimes, Wenrou can also be the most fierce and terrifying weapon.

...

The phantom is so similar to a woman, like a person.

However, there were not many people who could make exceptions for women to agree to do something boring. Of course, the man beside him was still a woman who could never bear to refuse his request. But except for this man, there was one in the past, but the woman had already decided not to agree to her second request again.

In fact, she would not look for a woman again, because she also knew that a woman would not promise her the second time.

But there are still people who can make women agree to the request. In addition to the men around them, women also love themselves. Women love themselves, and of course they will not refuse their requests. The phantom is not a woman, but it is also a woman. Both of them have the same thing.

The existence of the phantom is entirely due to the cultivation and guidance of women in the past. The phantom has become like a woman many years ago. In a woman's heart, the phantom is like another self. Of course, women will not express this idea, and the phantom cannot admit it. Although the phantom recognizes it in her heart, it will never admit it.

Women will not like the refusal of the phantom’s mouth. Although women know that the phantom actually recognizes it very much. However, women are proud. Even if the phantom denies it, women will not tolerate it. However, women cannot force the phantom to admit it, because the phantom is also proud, as proud as a woman, and will never bow their heads.

The phantom is indeed very proud. From the phantom’s name, it is destined to live in pride. The phantom’s name is Qunfang Jealousy.

Is this a name destined to live in pride? Is this a name that only a person who is too proud will give him?

The expression and eyes of the phantom are unbearable. Compared to women, the phantom has a little more external appearance. That is not a difference. It’s just that the woman follows her beloved man next to her. The woman must be more restrained, and the woman is afraid of men’s disgust.

The phantom glanced slightly, swept the woman lightly, and said softly, "After a while, the legendary dream world will be completed. I have prepared the most perfect body for you. Although it is not as beautiful as you are at this moment, there is the limit that you can achieve at present. You can only give in."

The woman said irresistible, "I don't expect that you can prepare a perfect body for us with your vision and ability. Besides, no matter how perfect it is, it is impossible to express me in full, but you can't blame you." The phantom glanced at the woman contemptuously and said softly, "Your man is looking at me."

The woman showed a fleeting anger and said calmly, "In addition to staring at my beauty, he also likes to stare at some ugly things." The phantom chuckled, "So he has the habit of lust for the ugly things?"
Chapter completed!