A bright lamp and a pot of wine, half of the body is gentle and half of the body is sad,

He killed 300,000 enemies alone, and the white banner led his soul to flow westward.

The bright light of the world is a black and white man, one holds a cold night lamp in his hand, with sorrow between his eyebrows, one is full of wine and murderous intent, one is fairness and justice, and the other is just for personal grudges. Two different people, two different reasons and steps, but they are moving in the same direction...

While walking, two rapid shadows suddenly appeared flying over, one old and one young, with some similar eyebrows and eyes, and the same murderous intent was all over the body.

"Dried leaves, you..." Zhaoshiminglan unexpectedly, the retired dead leaves would have been in the world again...

"The dead leaves come here to avenge your old friends!" A clean and neat sentence made Cilang's persuasion difficult to express.

"My father and son are here today, it has nothing to do with justice in the world, they are just to avenge others!" The old man from Wugu said lightly, but his eyes were attracted by the black and white man who did not say a word.

What a heavy evil spirit! Even in the Demon Realm back then, few people had such fierce evil spirits. Judging from their appearance, they should be the Black and White Man, the No. 1 madman in the world, and they are indeed well-known!

As if he felt the old man from Wugu's gaze, the Black and White Man turned around and took a look, threw away the strong wine in his hand, "Drink!"

He said arrogantly, but the old man from Wugu didn't care at all. He took the wine and drank it in one sip... The strange people in the world should have their own tempers, so why not be more arrogant?

"You owe me a pot of wine!" Seeing that the old man from Wugu had drunk all the wine, Kuye still spoke to the black and white man in a cold tone, "Remember!"

Those who have left the world are enemies of friends but are at risk. This loyalty alone is enough to respect the Black and White Men, "I will give you back to you tomorrow! Don't die! The Black and White Men will not drink with the dead!"

He spoke bad words, but the madman was kind-hearted. Before he could finish his words, he heard an unexpected poem...

"Things of the world are like chess, the world is unpredictable, and all the heroes are laughed at!"

A golden light descended from the sky, and a mountain collapsed and the earth scattered. The golden light dissipated, but it was the hundred-time Jinglun who came with anger...

The world is chaotic and the way of heaven is far away, and the cloud peak is angry with Buddha coming to the purity of the world!

Yiwenshu greeted him without saying a word, condensed his energy with one hand, and the continuous Buddha Yuan gathered into a huge golden sword for subduing demons. The golden sword hung in the air, like an arhat in the void holding this sword of the pure world, glaring at the worldly fetus...

"The evil demon is in a crooked way, and the law of heaven is hard tolerate! I kill him!" I kill him, and said from Liu Qingyi that Yiyeshu has always felt that this child is crazy, so how could he have such a pure world thought? He is so extreme... Now, Yiyeshu feels that he has a wrong eye! In this world, evil spirits are in power, and the righteous spirit is hard to exert. I should use this thunderous method!

"Evil Demon! Wannaar and others' disasters!" With one hand, the huge golden sword rose and fell sharply. Yiyeshu's condensation attack was to forcefully slash the demon realm... It was full of Buddha Yuan's sword, angrily slashing people who had no chance with Buddha. In the midst of shock, Yiyeshu shook and felt a peerless sword intent surge in front of him.

Without saying anything, he took a blow and struted forward with his head held high, sinking step by step... The corpse of a child outside the Demon Realm has already ignited the vast anger of the world of martial arts. How could Yibi Shu let go of such cruel means!

The hundred-season Jinglun was so angry this time... The old man from Wugu was amazed. He had met him so much that he was angry when he saw Yiwenshu for the first time, but he didn't expect that it was so terrible... Just now, the momentum that swept the world, how many people in this world could block Yiwenshu?

"Hmph!" The black and white man snorted coldly. This monk had such a big temper! The suppressed anger erupted. The black and white man whirled three feet away, and he jumped up. The air flow around him turned into a black dragon circling under his feet, rushing away quickly...

This monk, my third brother admires it so much, really has extraordinary ability to do it! The black and white man stepped on the black dragon and looked at Yibi Shu, who was like a Vajra, and suddenly felt a comparative heart in his heart. Once the true energy was released, he was the end of the journey...

"Two, charity, take the lead..." Ye Xiaochai was not seen, and Zhaoshi Mingguang was anxious. Either Ye Xiaochai had not come yet, or at this moment, the demon realm was probably already a scene of Shura...

The golden light together, the light shining the world was also stimulated by Yibi Shu and the Black and White Lord. A huge vitality came from the light shining the world. People were like golden light spots, flying forward, and the light shining brightly. The night sky was like daytime...

"Father!"

"Don't leave behind others!" The old man from Wugu pulled up the dead leaves before he could finish his speech. As the two of them turned into a maple-red long sword and rushed into the depths of the demon realm...

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A plain dress, blood clotted into swords, the sword crazy and sword crazy stood among the troops, standing silently, a circle of corpses, bloody everywhere, like a scene like the Avici hell, reflecting the eyes of thousands of demons, no one dared to step forward for a moment...

Monster! This monster! Comes naked, without a sword, but with a bloody energy as a sword. It surrounds numerous people and kills countless people, but it seems that they will not be tired. One move at a time, one move at a time. In the eyes of the people in the Demon Realm, it is obvious that it is not a human being, but a pair of brutal bloodthirsty swords, drinking all their lives, and still not satisfied!

Ye Xiaochai raised her eyes and looked around coldly... Today, whoever blocked Ye Xiaochai's body would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be a sword crazy and a sword fool. Kill! Only by killing can one stop the severe pain in her heart! Blood! Only by blood can one wash away the overwhelming blood feud!

The bright red and crystal sword has a kind of beauty that is not touching the dust, which is so beautiful that it is breathtaking and beautiful... I will stop at a glance! The sword rises again and sends a few people into the underworld. Ye Xiaochai is like a strong wind storm, bringing up bloody rogues' heads, and hears a few dying wails...

The sword is crazy, domineering and fierce, and you will die when you rub it. The sword is crazy, the autumn water condenses the edge, and the blood will not touch the blade...

"Drink!" A sudden shout, the sword spun a stream of air, rolling away the invading enemy three feet away. Ye Xiaochai's red eyes met a person on the Demon Realm City Tower...

A person who is so familiar! That person has once been recreated to himself, that person has been the one who has to protect himself even if he fights to the death. That person is also the enemy he deserves to kill the most!

With a hard slash, Ouyang Shangzhi rushed toward the city tower with a sharp blow, making people unable to react...

But Ouyang Shangzhi looked at Ye Xiaochai with a similar smile many years ago... and did not dodge or avoid, completely ignoring the sudden attack...

The sword energy slashed on both sides of Ouyang Shangzhi, and the rocky ground suddenly cracked...

Ouyang Shangzhi lowered his head and looked down at the people under the city, and slowly spoke, "Why do you ask?"

Ye Xiaochai didn't say a word, but just looked at this familiar face, and the anger in her heart became more and more intense...

"If you can't master it, then you will destroy it... I think you have understood this matter if you leave me. Now I think about it... but I overestimate you." Ouyang Shangzhi looked at Ye Xiaochai with soft eyes, "Do you know? Below me, you have the possibility of entering the legend..."

As if he was regretful, Ouyang Shangzhi frowned, "It's a pity that the legend that cannot be mastered by him can only be destroyed!"

"Ah!!!!" A wailing, a sword intent with extreme sorrow and anger rose from Ye Xiaochai's body, and blood arrows shot out from the wounds all over his body. If you want to kill Ye Xiaochai, just come and kill him! Why do you have to affect your mentor and wife and children?

He raised his palm and made a sword, and the sword energy penetrated his body. Ye Xiaochai was in pain, but his heart hurt even more. A shocking wound on his chest, blood flowed. Ouyang Shangzhi understood that this was what Ye Xiaochai owed him. With Ye Xiaochai's character, what he owed would always be returned!

Raise your palm again, condense your energy, and the sword energy is like a dragon, shuttled around you, three swords and six holes, piercing your heart and repaying your kindness, and ending your love. When you look up again, you only have a word in your eyes... Kill!

Ye Xiaochai's sudden self-harm came to see the demons. Although only a few of them knew why this was, the demons were still amazed by it. What a tough Ye Xiaochai!

The wounds on his body were all visible, and he had such a ruthless move with one blow. The demons asked themselves that if they had suffered such heavy injuries, it would be difficult for them to stand. But the figure of the plain robe was like a stubborn stone standing still, the wind was still moving, and the blood flowed continuously, but the momentum of slashing the world became stronger and stronger.

Ouyang Shangzhi looked at Ye Xiaochai, who was covered in bruises, and felt inexplicable. If I had treated each other with sincerity, would he now stand behind him as firmly as before?

After thinking about it, the answer made Ouyang Shangzhi slightly depressed. If you don’t let him down, he will not let you down. Even if you don’t force him into a dead end, he will not bet on your life with you... Su Huanzhen, is there really that kind of thing? Ye Xiaochai, a ray of life, Liu Qingyi, a black and white man, shines on the bright light of the world...How do he control these people? Which of these people is easy to control?

Ye Xiaochai is extremely ambitious and never turns back on what he believes. He is smart and wise but has a difficult idea. Liu Qingyi is unruly and acts unscrupulously. The black and white man is arrogant and domineering, like a dragon, and shines on the world. Although he is gentle, he still hides needles in the cotton... These people gathered around Su Huanzhen...

Ouyang Shangzhi was slightly envious. If he had the assistance of these people, the world would be able to get... Su Huanzhen, I have to admit that you are a lot better than you can win people's hearts!

As for what Liu Qingyi said on the glaze fairyland that day, Ouyang Shangzhi did not agree with it. He was just a little wise warrior, and he dared to teach me a lesson. Friends? Joke! Such stupid words are just like this...

Perhaps, deep in my heart, Ouyang Shangzhi felt a little bit about the word Liu Qingyi, but if his mind is as smart as Ouyang Shangzhi, how can he be equal to others?

Shaking his head and dissipating his depression, Ouyang Shangzhi lowered his body and whispered to Ye Xiaochai, "If you think you can kill me... Come on!"

Come on! Just like the past orders, the person below carried out the execution. Ye Xiaochai heard these two words and rushed towards Ouyang Shangzhi on the high platform ahead like a sharp arrow. He walked with his sword and sword, rolled up a bloody storm. In a few breaths, he rushed to the bottom of the tower, stepped on the city wall, walked up, and dragged his hands together, two blood lights condensed...

Gratitude, love and hatred, today... ended!

The momentum of moving forward and the determined murderous intent were like Ouyang Shangzhi's mind and nature, and it was a little cold. "You still won't do it?" Ouyang Shangzhi said angrily, "If I die, I will see how you explain it!"

"Hmph!" With a cold snorkeling, four people suddenly appeared beside Ouyang Shangzhi...
Chapter completed!