I brushed a copy of the game world after 2000

　"Remember to set up a monument for me"

　Yang Wu's low and slightly hoarse voice sounded, he gathered the shattered dragon blade fragments into countless pieces, grabbed them and swallowed them into his stomach.

　He fell to his knees, his head firmly pressed against the soft sand.

　The fiery energy contained in the dragon blade seemed to burn all his internal organs.

　enduring... tormenting...

　The energy in the dragon blade began to fuse with the blood.

　Gradually, his body began to change. First, his hands and feet began to change. The bones of his ten fingers turned into sharp dragon claws, and dark red dragon scales grew on his body until the sides of his face were covered by dragon scales.

　Curved red dragon horns grow from the right side of the forehead.

　Yang Wu opened his eyes, and there was a magma-like blood-red luster in his eyes, completely covering up the original black pupils, like a demon crawling out of purgatory.

　I saw him spread his wings, and his clothes were broken, revealing his upper body covered with dragon scales.

　With a flutter of wings, he appeared in front of the light and shadow in an instant.

　The black and red blazing flames on the dragon's claws fell, and the light and shadow avoided for the first time.

　It can be seen how little damage the three of them caused to him before, so that he didn't even have the intention to avoid it.

　"Are you willing to surrender to my god?"

　The light and shadow made a strange sound again.

　Yang Wu didn't care about what the other party said at all, and launched an attack again.

　Light and Shadow dodged again.

　However, Xin Boyi cut a sword at this moment.

　The weapon in his hand is still the hilt of the great sword that Ning Yiping made for him, but the blade is made of his own hard work!

　Immersed in kendo for many years, as a strong man in human kendo, not only his heart, his bones, even his blood contain sword intent.

　And hard work is the blood that really flows from the heart. It can be said that it contains the sword intent that he has gathered since he stepped on the sword in his life!

　At this moment, the three of them played all their cards, with an absolute will to fight to the death!

chapter 168. memory

　Light and shadow are hurt!Half of his arm was cut off by Xin Boyi's bloody sword!

　However, the arm recovered in an instant, as if it had never been severed at all.

　Xin Boyi completely lost his fighting ability after this sword strike, and he couldn't even maintain a standing posture.

　He fell to the ground, his eyes staring at the sky in a daze.

　All kinds of past, vivid.

　It turns out... when a person is about to die, he will really replay his life.

　Adopted by his master since he was a child, he grew up in the sect, practiced swords with his brothers and sharpened his sword heart.

　When he was an adult, he went down the mountain to challenge his contemporaries from various factions, and it lasted half a year without a single opponent.

　Then he returned to the Zongmen to continue to comprehend Jianxin.

　Until the age of 24, sectarian disputes broke out.

　There was constant friction between the sects, until it broke out completely, and the sects fought again and again.

　From disciples to masters, from elders to sect masters, they all took the initiative to fight for the number one position.

　His junior sister, whom he had a marriage contract with, was killed by a murderer who is still unknown to this day when she was returning home to visit her relatives.

　Not long after, his endless acts of revenge made him famous and aroused challenges from the elders of several sects.

　He has survived several times on the verge of death, and has improved and made breakthroughs!

　When he was at the third level, no one could block his sword except for the master of the sect.

　His aimless revenge continued for five years, and his heart finally began to feel tired and tired.

　Because of his wanton revenge, his fellow apprentices suffered revenge, and even the family members of his apprentices were also revenged.

　More and more hatred filled his heart, no matter how tired and tired he was, he still did not forget the hatred, causing more and more killings.

　His idea was simple.

　Since you can't find the exact enemy, then kill all the sects!

　At least one-third of the last decline of the sectarian era is his handwriting.

　Scenes flashed in my mind, and I came to a quiet pavilion.

　He saw his master, Jianxin Moqi.

　The master is drinking authentic tea, and his vicissitudes of face are calm and calm.

　"Enough killing, just rest for a while"

　Mo Qi said.

　"not enough"

　He shook his head, and there were still some remnants of the sect fleeing.

　Mo Qi shook his head and smiled, put down the teacup in his hand, and did not continue this topic.

　Mo Qi is very aware of his apprentice's temper, otherwise he wouldn't have only persuaded him for so many years.

　"I joined the official"

　Mo Qi said.

　"Why?"

　He frowned tightly, wondering why his master wanted to be an eagle and a dog for the officials.

　"Whose country is it?"

　Mo Qi didn't answer his question directly, but asked back with a light smile.

　"surnamed Zhang"

　He replied without thinking.

　Mo Qi shook his head again, and then said slowly and meaningfully: "This country belongs to the heaven and the people."

　He wanted to refute, but was stopped by Mo Qi's new question.

　"Do you know why I started a sect in the first place?"

　"I don't know"

　He shook his head, today's master, he seems to be a little confused.

　"Actually, I have never thought of establishing a sect. At that time, I brought you back just to let you children who were displaced by the war have a place to live and a full meal to eat."

　"The reason why there is such a sect is because you asked me when you were seven...Master, what is the name of our sect?"

　"That's when I realized, oh, so I started a sect"

　"In that case, let's call it Jianzong."

　As Mo Qi spoke, it seemed as if he had returned to the past and saw that naughty little boy pulling his sleeves, his dirty little face and his big eyes filled with curiosity about unknown things.

　"Later, I went to the government to register the name of an institution called Jianzong Welfare Institute."

　———Fill in the content below, change within half an hour——

　2200 6 Month 7 Day.

　8:30 in the morning.

　20 degrees, sunny.

　This is what is displayed on the phone's lock screen.

　"I... reborn"

　Lin Ye closed his eyes.

　The surrounding scenes and the information on the phone clearly told him that he was reborn ten years ago.

　June 6th is a day he will never forget, not even in ten years.

　In the previous life today, he was detected to have taken prohibited drugs during the physical fitness test. The examiner forcibly disqualified him from the test without asking the reason and asked the security guards to turn him over to the police station.

　He was imprisoned for three full days!

　When he came out again, the martial arts examination had long since ended, and more than ten years of hard work had been wasted.

　He knew he was framed.

　He also knows that the biggest help in this world is only himself.

　No complaining, no giving up on yourself.

　A stain was left in his life, and it was impossible to take the college entrance examination again. Lin Ye chose to join the folk warrior forces, and tied his head to his belt to fight and grab.

　Everything you do is to be able to survive and become a master!

　In the span of ten years, Lin Ye's body was covered with scars, some of which were from fighting fierce beasts, but more of them were from people.

　Until the catastrophe came again, countless cities and towns were reduced to ruins, and the century-old stability that human beings had finally won with the world was completely destroyed just like a hundred years ago.

　And he died in this catastrophe in the last second.

　It was like a dream.

　[The system is activated successfully, please make your first choice]

　[1. Go to work in the sea - Reward: Psychic +10]

　[2. Participate in the martial arts test - reward: Psychic +20]

　Like the dialog window in a virtual battle competitive game, a translucent white light curtain appeared in front of my eyes, with three lines of black characters on it.

　This is……

　Lin Ye's eyes are closed now, but he can see this bright white light curtain.

　This strange feeling made him open his eyes involuntarily.

　Open your eyes, the light curtain is still there.

　"Participate in the martial arts test"

　Lin Ye made a choice and stepped into the examination room.

　The appearance of the system didn't frighten him. After all, things like rebirth have happened, so what's the fuss about multiple systems?

　The only thing that could scare him was the boundless army of ferocious beasts that covered the clouds and covered the sun in that catastrophe.

　And the most important thing right now is to take part in the martial arts test!

　[Successful selection, rewards issued]

　When Lin Ye received the candidate's number plate, the white light curtain appeared in front of him again.

　At the same time, a hot current surged in the abdomen, and then spread to every part of the body, 20 points of spiritual power for this body is no different from cutting the bones and washing the marrow.

　"Ok?"

　The sudden appearance of psychic energy raised Lin Ye's eyebrows, and he began to find this system interesting.

　He didn't realize where the 20 points of spiritual energy came from.

　In this era, psionic power is a comprehensive value to judge whether a warrior is strong or not.

　With a hundred points of psychic power, one has stepped into the threshold of a warrior.

　Currently, Lin Ye only had the 20 points of psionic power he had just obtained.

　"Brother System, are there any new options?"

　Lin Ye asked, but the system didn't answer, not even a single movement.

　The communication was fruitless, so Lin Ye refocused on the martial arts exam.

chapter 169. 169. victory