The official match of this seat is not you

"Wu Yan, it's not me!" Leng Yu couldn't believe that he was already cautious enough, but the current facts plunged him into an even more desperate abyss. From the side, looking at Wu Yan's indifferent expression, Leng Yu was in deep despair. He wanted to explain loudly, shouting hoarsely, as long as Wu Yan could believe him, but everything now just made him unable to explain.

Wu Yan's hair hung down to the sword, he lowered his head, no one could see his expression, even shouting the slogan "Damn the devil" in his ear could not bring him out of this still state call back.This unusual calmness made Leng Yu a little uneasy. He wanted to rush over to stand side by side with Wu Yan. Even if it was his fault that caused the Demon Sect to suffer heavy casualties last time, at least he wanted to protect Wu Yan now, even if he stood On the opposite side of the whole righteous way, standing on the opposite side of his identity as the young master of the world alliance.

"Hehe..." In such a depressing atmosphere, Wu Yan could still laugh. The smile didn't contain any emotion, it just made Leng Yu feel that something inexplicable had changed for no reason.

"Is this what you mean by love?" The simple rhetorical question left Leng Yu speechless, Wu Yan raised his head, revealing that familiar yet unfamiliar face to Leng Yu.Wu Yan, who tilted his head slightly, was as calm as the boy who told him stories in the dark torture chamber, but when he stared carefully, he was not. This man was already the master of the largest sect in the martial arts.

"It's really ridiculous." Wu Yan's words made Leng Yu feel tired from the bottom of his heart, and the heavy pressure and guilt made Leng Yu who was struggling to support him have an urge to cry.Leng Yu's eyes were dry, but sour from the eyes to the bottom of his heart.

"Of course he was just joking!" The knights of the martial arts and the heroes of the demon guard who surrounded Wu Yan all gave way to a narrow road that only allowed one person to pass, and Leng Tianqi in blue brocade appeared in front of Wu Yan. In front of him, there was a totem in the shape of a dragon embroidered with silver thread, and just a piece of jade around his waist was priceless.

It's just that when Leng Yu saw the person who had just appeared, he began to breathe heavily, and even his eyes began to turn red.When he saw these people suddenly appearing around him, he already guessed that it was the masterpiece of this person, but when he saw his father appearing, he was full of anger and inexplicable grievances.

"We meet again, leader Leng." The situation in front of him is so similar to the moment in the palace, but Leng Tianqi is already in power at this time, and Wu Yan is no longer the Wu Yan at that time, but the result is the same.Wu Yan's choice is the same, Zhan!

Leng Tianqi watched coldly, watching the sword in Wu Yan's hand piercing the throat of a subordinate in black, but he didn't fluctuate much. It didn't affect him much.

There was a sneer at the corner of Wu Yan's mouth, the blood of the enemy was floating around him, splashing on him.Even when the red liquid splashed on his face, Wu Yan didn't blink his eyes, but the smile got bigger as if he was enjoying the feeling of being bathed in blood.

Leng Yu struggled, he couldn't just watch Wu Yan face so many people who wanted to kill him, but his father dodged behind him, grabbed his body that was about to rush out, and watched what was happening Everything in sight.

"This valley has already buried the blood of many people from the Demon Cult, but I don't know if the leader of the Demon Cult will also leave his life here." Leng Tianqi saw the people surrounded in the center changing their swordsmanship. Looking at the many enemies, he didn't seem to be shocked, whispered, and didn't know whether the whisper was addressed to Leng Yu or to himself.

A large number of people in the martial arts swarmed up, all wanting to kill the big devil of the demon sect.

"Crack!" The two swords were intertwined, and Leng Yu's breath was stagnant. He saw that the sword in Wu Yan's hand had been shattered. Half of the hilt in Wu Yan's hand pierced directly into the opponent's chest, and the blood splashed on his face.

Perhaps seeing that Wu Yan had no weapons in his hands, the people around were even more excited, and all kinds of weapons stabbed at Wu Yan.

Leng Yu's heart tightened, he even felt his breathing stopped, the broken sword was useless at all, at this time Wu Yan, who was about to fight so many people, but the sword in his hand was shattered Is it really possible to die with this?Leng Yu absolutely cannot accept this result.

The sword pierced Wu Yan's chest, and the man had already closed his eyes, as if he had completely given up on life.Leng Yu struggled with all his strength, and broke free from Leng Tianqi who imprisoned him.

Leng Tianqi smiled, and the victor smiled triumphantly. If the leader of the Demon Cult dies here, the Demon World will suffer a lot even if there is no chaos.

"Wu Yan!" Leng Yu's eyes went dark, in the Forbidden City of the Imperial Palace, he couldn't save him, he could only watch the man leave him dying, until now he broke with him.And now he still can't save him, will Wu Yan really disappear in this world this time, leaving him with a broken back forever!Leng Yu has never hated Leng Tianqi as much as he does now, this is his father but he never regarded himself as his son.He is his father's stain, the young leader of the world alliance without martial arts talent.

Leng Yu didn't look at the man who should be his father, and his eyes were full of the sharp sword that was about to stab Wu Yan's chest.The nervous heart wanted to jump out.

A black light flashed, and the person who stabbed the long sword into Wu Yan's chest was smiling ambitiously. If he could kill this public enemy of the martial arts by the sword, he would get a lot of things, including beauty, fame, and status. Come closer to him together.With such fantasies, the smile on the man's face froze.

A black light flashed, the man was torn apart, a large amount of blood dispersed in the air like mist, and the strong smell of blood pierced everyone's noses.

As the blood mist drifted away, Wu Yan's appearance also fell into Leng Yu's eyes, making Leng Yu feel an ominous feeling in his heart.

He was smiling, but the smile was obviously not right, the eyes that were originally as dark as the night sky were now so dark that the whites of the eyes had disappeared, and a pair of magical eyes, but empty like a doll that had lost its soul.

Leng Yu clenched his hands nervously, his nails could pierce the flesh in his heart, this is not his Wu Yan!Absolutely not, this is just a puppet, the puppet of the sword that inexplicably appeared in Wu Yan's hand and shone with a ghostly light.

The unique shape of the sword, the ferocious hilt and the body covered with runes all showed the identity of this sword, it was the number one evil sword in the world, the Underworld Sword.

When seeing this sword, Leng Yu held his breath. This dark sword is called the sword of the world's most evil. Naturally, the reason is not only because of its sharpness. No matter how sharp a sword is, it can only take the head of a person. , this sword is not the case.Nether, hell, it is said that mastering this sword will control the entire world of the dead, and even the soul of the slain will be controlled by the master of the sword.

Wu Yan nimbly controlled the Sword of Evil in his hand, that sword move could take away several lives around him in an ordinary way, Wu Yan didn't touch it at all, his eyes occupied by black couldn't see the mourning soul under the sword, he just laughed Looking, the smile pulled out was stiff but enjoyable.

Leng Tianqi, who was observing these developments, was obviously a little surprised. He had wanted to see this legendary sword for a long time, but he didn't expect to see it under such circumstances, let alone this sword would be willing to recognize such a People with low military strength are the main ones. Although the leader of the Demon Cult is not strong enough to control the sword, so he is temporarily controlled by the sword's will, but when this person has the ability to control the sword, he may not be a serious problem for the Tianxia League. .

Leng Tianqi immediately decided that he wanted to kill people, but he definitely wanted to get the sword.

Wu Yan couldn't tell where he was, he could feel the passing of life under his hands, the blood red color rushed towards him, he came from that peaceful era, even the warm blood touched his clothes They all felt disgusted, but they couldn't control themselves, bloodthirsty thoughts emerged in their hearts, as if they had an unbearable hunger for that bright red color.

Wu Yan saw the sharp blade in his hand scratching the throat of the man, he wanted to yell not to do this, but he could only let the sword drink the blood of the living.

Sword Kaifeng, Human Blood Sacrifice

The dark sword comes out, the soul weeps

This sword is so cruel, it regards all living beings as ants, and the most intelligent creatures in nature are just the souls of the dead under the sword.

I have to say, Wu Yan, you think your dream of being the biggest devil in the world has come true.

Leng Yu looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Wu Yan looming in the blood mist, he couldn't stand that the person he loved who was a bit dull but brought him warmth gradually went away, and he couldn't bear the look on the same face. Only sneers and indifference.What's more, he couldn't bear that Wu Yan would no longer be Wu Yan, and there was only one Demon Cult leader left.

Rushing up, Leng Yu rushed up when the many martial arts people who besieged Wu Yan did not dare to rush up to seek death easily, and there was a large vacuum between Wu Yan and Wu Yan.

But in front of these people, he put his arms around Wu Yan's waist and hugged him tightly, not giving this person a chance to break free.The familiar temperature even gave Leng Yu the illusion that Wu Yan was always in his arms, and he never escaped or betrayed.

He didn't care about the dull eyes of those people, nor any comments from the world, he was just an insignificant person, for Wu Yan, he could devote himself to everything in the world.

Wu Yan's eyes warmed up a little, and he suddenly stopped his slashing while he was killing happily.They were dazed, as if they had regained the warmth of being together for two years in such a hug. Those were the happiest days for the two of them, even though one was gradually falling in love and the other was just raising a child.

Wu Yan's sword was still bleeding, but his aura was no longer violent, as if he had been comforted.

It's just that everything stopped, and Leng Tianqi laughed wildly behind him. The sword that pierced Wu Yan's heart was still on Wu Yan's chest. A lot of blood stained Leng Yu's clothes and Wu Yan's own black. robe.

Everything is stagnant, there is no wind, no rain, and even the only hope is broken like a bubble.

The rain fell rustlingly, hitting the two of them, Leng Yu raised his hand like a stagnation, the color on it was blood red, but this color made Leng Yu's eyes hurt, and the pain made his whole body tremble.

"Wu Yan..." Leng Yu's murmured voice broke the silence of the whole world.