Fast time travel makes me happy

Another major event happened in the arena.

The devil of the Shocking Gate has really returned!

She not only came back, but also bloodbathed many sects!

This river and lake is once again a bloodbath, people in the martial arts are panic-stricken, they are afraid that the sword of Jingshimen will be placed on their necks, after all, they also contributed to the encirclement and suppression of Jingshimen.

Now that the devil is back, he might be the next one to die, and everyone in the world is in danger now.

What is gathering strength again to encircle Jingshimen, Tianlanglou, Tengshemen, Guiyuanjiao, Wuji sect... These centuries-old sects were all cut off overnight, the whole sect There is no one alive!

Those severed heads don't know where they went. It is rumored that the devil kicked them as balls, and some said they ate them.

These rumors cannot be taken seriously, but it is true that her style is even more brutal!

Right now, Wan Jianzong is recruiting to slaughter the monster of the Jingshimen, but who dares to go this time?Who dares to kill the devil again?Don't want your head?

The rivers and lakes are in chaos, and the imperial court is also in a hurry to deal with the invasion of Hu Yi these days. The emperor is busy mobilizing manpower to fight. The martial arts is in chaos and he has no power to govern. This shocking thing is getting bigger and bigger like a snowball .

But the common people think that the rivers and lakes are quiet, and those martial arts people who rely on their martial arts skills dare not make mistakes, such things as bullying men and women, and wine shops paying credit are rare.

They were so frightened that they unarmed themselves, for fear that they would be found to know martial arts, and someone from the Shocking Sect would show up and demand their own head.

Wangyuelou, the number one intelligence agency in Jianghu.

Autumn rain is flying outside the window, and the coldness of winter is biting.

There are ten floors in Wangyue Tower, all kinds of things big and small in the rivers and lakes are recorded here. There is a saying on the road: if you check a person in Wangyue Tower, you can find out all [-] generations of your ancestors. How old are you? Peeking at the aunt next door taking a bath, they can find whoever spent their first night there.

For the people in Wangyue Tower, anyone who wants to show some face in the world dare not provoke them easily, and walk around them respectfully.

Fengxiu looked at the Wangyue Tower, a little lost in thought, the sound of the chess pieces falling in the room was crisp and clear, and a person ran in in the rain.

"Master, the bureau has been set up." He Yi knelt down and reported.

Shen Muyun looked at the chessboard, and the sunspots in his hands did not drop for a long time.

Fengxiu took a look at the chess game, Heizi was doomed, the two of them played this game for three years regardless of whether they won or lost, how would the sect master bring the dead back to life?

Fengxiu believes that she can do it.

The rain was dripping outside the window, He Yi was still kneeling on the ground, Shen Muyun seemed to be immersed in the chess game.

The incense in the house is quietly burning in the golden tripod incense burner, the purple smoke slowly rises, the rain hits the plantains, drips into the pond outside, and there is a slight sound of fish wagging their tails.

It's been quiet for too long, only these things are quiet.

One person spoke to break the dead silence.

"Are you really going to take such a path?" The man sitting across from him was dressed in white and jade, gentle and elegant, and sat upright very decently, which made people feel inexplicably fond of him.

Shen Muyun didn't look at him, the two are close friends, they have known each other for many years and they know each other well.

"It's already been planned, and this path must be followed to the end." Shen Muyun made a move, and the game changed.

Come back.

Shen Muyun stood up, she was about to leave, Feng Xiu quickly put a silver-gray cloak over her shoulders.

When Shen Muyun was about to step over the threshold.

"Shen Muyun." Feng Yan got up, looked at his friend, this friend who didn't know whether he was going to live or die, his expression would not change when the land collapsed, at this time he was deep and sad, but smiled easily, and said, "Remember Come back alive."

Shen Muyun smiled without answering, stepped over the threshold and left here directly.

Feng Yan walked to the door and watched her walk through the corridor until she disappeared, then raised her head to look at her Wangyue Tower. The thing she was not sure about was a narrow escape. She really wanted to do this, and she really did not hesitate to die up.

"Lord." A hidden guard knelt down.

"Go." Feng Yan's voice was a little rough, "Her last wish...I will handle it for her."

The dark guard disappeared in an instant.

Feng Yan sat down on the chessboard again, watching the never-ending game, picked up a sunspot, his fingers trembling slightly.

He laughed at himself and said, "It's not like me."

The voice gradually dissipated in this continuous rainy day.

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On the tenth day of October in the eighth year of Jingyuan, the devil of Jingshimen officially declared war with Wanjianzong!

For a whole month, more than half of Wan Jianzong's disciples were massacred!

Yang Junhao unsealed the world's number one sword, Junzijian, and fought with Shen Muyun for three days and three nights, and finally lost to Shen Muyun's blood sword.

The reason why the devil Shen Muyun stole the Wen family's red blood sword was to compete with the number one swordsman in the world.

Yang Junhao's hair is disheveled and his body is covered in mud. He doesn't have the reputation of being a gentleman in the world, and there are corpses of his family members at his feet.

"Shen Muyun!" Yang Junhao was already in an epileptic state, his eyes were bloodshot, and he could no longer hold the sword in his hand, "You must die! Today you wiped out my entire sect of Ten Thousand Swordsmen! I curse you for eternity!"

He was already powerless, he could only wait to die, and he could only watch her take his own life, and look at the stacked corpses beside him, among which were his wives and concubines, ten sons and three daughters , and here are all his disciples of Wan Jianzong.

The man holding the sword is a demon!Is a brutal murderer!It's a pity that he was unable to kill her to avenge these Wan Jianzong's disciples, wives and children!

"Seeing this scene, you really want to kill me?" Shen Muyun said expressionlessly.

"I can't wait to tear your corpse into ten thousand pieces!" Yang Junhao gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to pounce on her and bite her to death!

Shen Muyun laughed, and beat him several times with one palm!

Spit up blood.

A hidden guard beside Shen Muyun appeared pressing a thin young man, Yang Junhao panicked when he saw him.

"Shen Muyun, please! Please, let him go!" Yang Junhao suddenly changed his attitude.

The young man's acupoints were sealed and he didn't know what happened.

"The young master of Jinyunmen, Jinfengyun." Shen Muyun looked at him.

Jinyunmen is also one of the best sects in the Tao, and they have good friends with Wanjianzong.

"Jin Hezhong didn't get your only son until he was 40 years old, and he really raised you so ignorantly." Shen Muyun held the sword, and the red blood absorbed the blood and became even more strange. Wife, killing innocent people, it’s true that my roots are rotten, and my seeds are all rotten.”

Jin Fengyun trembled in fear, he didn't know what happened.

Why was he brought before this devil!

No matter how beautiful this woman is, he can't give birth to any desires.That sword made him understand that he was about to become the ghost of her sword!

"Don't you understand what I'm talking about? What a pig's brain." Shen Muyun shook his head, "This is your own father, don't you want to scream?"

Shen Muyun pointed at Yang Junhao, Jin Fengyun was taken aback, what was she talking about?

Yang Junhao is his father's sworn brother, who he considers an uncle, what kind of father?

Yang Junhao immediately understood what she was going to do, to cut the grass to get rid of the root, and she wanted to cut this root!

"Please let him go! He doesn't know anything!" Yang Junhao cried and begged her to spare the life of his only child!

"Your father may not know now, he was cuckolded?" Shen Muyun looked sideways at Jin Fengyun, ""

The person who was holding Jin Fengyun released his dumb acupoint.

Jin Fengyun, who was finally able to speak, shouted: "Please let me go! Please! I am innocent! I don't know anything!"

Jin Fengyun yelled at Yang Junhao loudly: "Just kill him! Please let me go! I am innocent!"

The son begged her to kill his father in exchange for his own life. Yang Junhao's face was ashen, and he knelt down on his knees, his body dropped to the ground, and tremblingly said: "Please forgive him."

He begged in the most humble gestures that she would let his son go.

Shen Muyun smiled, Jin Fengyun thought he could survive, just breathed a sigh of relief, he saw a very fast red light, he saw his body kneeling on the ground, bloody cross-section neck, his head?Thinking of it this way, there was only darkness.

Yang Junhao looked at her in disbelief!

Jin Fengyun's head rolled aside, with doubts on his face.

"Ah!" Yang Junhao howled angrily when he saw this scene, "Shen Muyun! You will die!"

"Seeing my family members, clan relatives, and disciples dying in front of me, I thought you wouldn't be moved."

"Shen Muyun! You will die badly! You will die badly!..." He uttered curses and insults, such meaningless words.

"He's only 17 years old! He's just a child!..." Yang Junhao seemed to pounce on him, but he had no strength left.

Shen Muyun's eyes were cold, like an endless abyss.

"That day, I, Taoxi Wu, was a baby who was not even a month old, how did you throw her to death! Have you forgotten?" Shen Muyun's red blood sword seemed to feel the master's anger, and the blade became redder and redder.

"You are from Taoxiwu!" Yang Junhao's eyes widened in disbelief, how could she be from Taoxiwu?

"Surprised?" Shen Muyun smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "All the people in Taoxi Wu should have been killed, right?"

Shen Muyun walked in step by step, Yang Junhao backed away in fear.

He shouted: "You! Don't come here!"

His voice was trembling with fear, and he backed away in pain like a madman. The ghost of Taoxi Wu came back!People from Taoxi Wu really came to seek revenge on him!

He remembered the day when Taoxi Wu was bloodbathed, and the ghost who tormented him every night really came!

He stared blankly at the corpses on the ground, he was the one who killed those people in Taoxi Wu!

look!

They stared at him with wide eyes!Just like that rainy night!

Look at the ground!

It's all blood!

These are all blood!

"Ah!......" Yang Junhao went crazy, he crawled out.

"A gentleman takes benevolence and righteousness as his duty. This is the virtue of your gentleman, Wan Jianzong Yang Junhao."

On the rivers and lakes, Yang Junhao has such a reputation as the virtue of a gentleman,

Shen Muyun picked it up with her red blood, and the Junzi Sword fell into her hand, "But who owns this Junzi Sword, have you forgotten?"

"Don't come here! Don't come here!" Yang Junhao looked at the gate, he wanted to leave here, look!Those shadows!Those shadows are the ghosts of Taoxi Wu!Here they come!They really came!

"A sword, you killed me Taoxi Wu 460 and seven people!"

The sword held in Yang Junhao's hands should be a gift for her birthday.

Taoxi Wu, the hidden gate in the martial arts world, the Nine Jue Needles can bring the dead back to life, Canglan swordsmanship is known to everyone in the martial arts, Taoxi Wu is also known as the Peach Blossom Spring, but it is such a person who has always been indifferent to the world door.

The family was destroyed overnight, and all traces of Taoxi Wu, who had been passed down for more than 300 years, were destroyed in this way, allowing time to wear him down.

In addition to Taoxi Wu Canglan's famous swordsmanship, this casting is also one of the best, it can beat all sword sects, and Shen Muyun's father forged the Junzi Sword for her.

Others said, "Parents are here, so don't travel far away."

But her parents knew that her temperament was free and easy, so they took over for her, saying: "You must have a way."

Shen Muyun left home at the age of 12 to travel around the world, and was called back home when it was time for the [-]th birthday ceremony. She was only one day late, and she did not meet her parents who picked her up at the pier, nor did she meet other relatives.

When she returned home, there were blood-stained longevity peaches, dead bodies lying all over the place, her parents being hacked beyond recognition, and the scene of her whole family being killed.

It was Wan Jianzong's disciple who repaired the knife on their corpses. It was Yang Junhao who threw to death Fifth Uncle's child who was less than a full moon. The child who didn't understand anything was slammed and cried. chopped her up.

The mutilated bodies of young children, the bodies of family members.

......

Today, all the 67 and [-] members of Wanjianzong are innocent without exception!

"The number one sword in the world belongs to Wan Jianzong!" Yang Junhao yelled frantically, "This sword belongs to me! The virtue of a gentleman is also mine!"

Wan Jianzong did not forge the No. [-] sword in the world, but was forged by the people of Taoxi Wu, a big hidden family who does not fight for world affairs. It would be a joke if it spread to the world.

A joke that Wan Jianzong would never be able to lift his head up.

So he bloodbathed Taoxi Wu, and his brother who had been with him for more than 30 years!

He deserved it, if he didn't forge that sword, nothing would happen!

"He deserves it! It's you, Taoxi Wu, who deserves to die! You all deserve to die! The title of the best sword in the world can only belong to my Wan Jianzong!"

"I......"

Two sword lights, one silvery and one red, chopped Yang Junhao into pieces, just like he chopped up the body of a child who was not yet a month old.

"Sect Master!" The disciples of the Shocking Sect exclaimed, the internal energy in her body was messed up!

The Lord of Fear is bewitched.

"It's about the Jianghu, it's about the Jianghu." Shen Muyun suppressed the frantic internal force, and the scarlet in his eyes gradually faded away.

The violent wind blew quickly, and the hundreds of flags around were blown straight. A big fire was ignited, and the wind helped the fire grow. The flames burned the 200-year-old Wan Jianzong to ashes.

.......

Shen Muyun stood in the distance watching the blazing flames, sparks crackling and crackling, the flames bloomed like red lotuses, and the wind was still blowing violently.

Frost fell and winter came.