Chapter 365

Liu Feiyang and Liu Chenyu stood beside Ye Wuchen. They both heard the voice and only felt awe.

Swordsman, so be it.

Seeing the tears in Ye Wuchen's eyes, Liu Chenyu only felt a little pain in his heart, and instantly guessed what happened. The man didn't cry easily, how could she not understand when a man like Ye Wuchen wept.

On Ye Wuchen's body, an extremely tyrannical sword intent lingered, making Liu Chenyu want to approach but couldn't. This sword intent should be the last thing his master left to him.

The sword intent flowed on Ye Wuchen's body, turning into a powerful sword aura. Ye Wuchen closed his eyes, and the falling flying snow was smashed by the sword intent when he approached him. His body was like a handle. Sword, standing in the wind and snow.

After a long time, the sword intent on Ye Wuchen dissipated, and Liu Feiyang found that the temperament of Ye Wuchen had changed again. Fit, this is a deeper embodiment of the realm, the realm of heaven, is to constantly fit the heaven and earth, so that one's own strength resonates with the power of heaven and earth.

Raising his head and letting Feixue fall on his face, Ye Wuchen did not mourn or even feel sad. He only remembered that he would become the swordsman that the teacher wanted to see and move forward.

At the top of the Tianshan Mountains, Ye Futian was playing the piano, and Yu Sheng was sitting in front of him to practice. The sound of the piano continued to spread into Yu Sheng's eardrums. With a violent dark-gold air current, it was resonating with the heaven and earth, and a dark-gold magic power buried him in it, becoming more and more terrifying.

"boom."

At this time, an air of fear swept out, and the magic was rolling. Yu Sheng opened his eyes, and the dark light in his eyes gradually dissipated and became normal. The breath flowing in his body became stronger, just like Ye Futian, All martial arts have broken through and entered the heaven. Although he does not major in magic, his spiritual practice has never stopped.

"Awake." Ye Futian stopped plucking the strings with ten fingers, showing a smile, as everything on the mountain today was finally resolved.

"Yeah." Yu Sheng nodded and stood up. He looked at the Tianshan Mountains and said, "What happened on the Tianshan Mountains? What kind of music is this song? It's such a strong artistic conception."

"Floating World Song, the two emperors stay." Ye Futian said: "We have been in Tianshan for a long time, and we don't know what the situation is in the Eastern Desolate Realm. It's time to go back."

"Okay, what about Xiaodiao?" Yu Sheng asked.

"It will be of great benefit to it if it stays on the Tianshan Mountains." Ye Futian said, and he didn't ask any more questions for the rest of his life.

The magic of Feixue's style enveloped the bodies of the two of them, and then they flew down with Feixue and headed towards Tianshan. Now, with a panoramic view of the whole Tianshan, he could clearly find where his friends were.

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At the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, although countless people have left, there are still too many people still staying here.

On the mountain road, there is a group of figures walking in the white snow at this moment. They have outstanding temperament, and they are all very young, which attracts the attention of many people. After that, many people talk about it, and their eyes all pay attention to a handsome young man standing in the middle.

Ye Futian, went down the mountain.

Ye Futian, a disciple of the thatched cottage, killed Qin Li and the people of the Qin Dynasty on the Tianshan Mountains. For the rest of his life, he killed Qin Mengruo, which led to a war between Qin Yu and Zhuge Hui. Now this group of people walked down the Tianshan Mountains together.

"It seems that senior sister and senior brother are gone." Ye Futian looked at the vast crowd. They stayed on the Tianshan Mountain for a long time. In addition to the sound of the bell he triggered, presumably the second senior sister and third senior brother also suffered a loss. This matter Do you want to keep it a secret?

Among the crowd, an old man sitting in the snow looked at the group of figures going down the mountain, his eyes narrowed with a hint of a smile, it was the first time he saw the little guy.

The girl in the green dress beside him was still there, and Mei Mu also looked at those people and said, "Are they the rumored Caotang disciples?"

The Caotang disciples, in the eyes of many people in the Eastern Desolate Realm, are definitely legendary figures, especially the top three disciples, who are already standing on the top of the Eastern Desolation.

"Do you have my temperament?" The old man stood up and said to the girl.

"You..." The green skirt girl's eyes were a little disdainful, and she said, "Although you must be an expert, old man, don't talk big."

"You don't even believe me, you see that beautiful girl, that's my sixth girl, the fat man beside her, the seventh, the good-looking one in the middle should be the eighth." The old man pointed at Ye Futian and the others A group of people.

"The old man didn't expect you to be so thick-skinned. After hearing what you said, Erya is the second disciple of the Thatched Cottage, aren't you the legendary Mr. Du of Thatched Cottage?" The girl in the green skirt said with contempt.

"Cough cough!"

The old man patted the snow on his body, his expression became serious, and he said solemnly: "Low-key, low-key."

The girl in the green dress blinked and then smiled.

Seeing his expression, the old man blew his beard and stared, but he didn't believe him?

At this moment, I saw a line of figures in the crowd walking towards Ye Futian and others, and then blocked them there.

"Look, old man, it looks like someone from the Qin Dynasty." The girl in the green skirt tightened. If the Qin Dynasty kept people here, they would definitely want to kill Ye Futian and the others.

The people who appeared in front of Ye Futian and the others were the people of the Qin Dynasty. Seeing them appear, the disciples of the Sword Saint Mountain flickered. Obviously, many people were left at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain. After all, this is the Western Regions, the Sword Saint Mountain. closest.

"If you do it, you will never be able to get out of the Eastern Desolate Realm and the Western Regions." A strong swordsman said, the Qin Dynasty's eyes flickered, and their expressions were cold.

Behind them, two figures stepped out, and he released an extremely terrifying aura, that was the powerhouse of the princely realm.

"kill."

The two walked in the air and went straight to Ye Futian, and a terrifying coercion swept over them.

Ye Futian raised his head and glanced at them, and a very sharp color flashed in his expression. At this moment, a terrifying airflow was flowing on the Tianshan Mountains.

"clang!"

The sound of the bell sounded, turning into a wave of shocking waves that swept through, and the two powerful men in the realm of princes looked up at the Tianshan Mountains, as if they felt an invisible bell, and with the sound of the bell, they suppressed their bodies.

"boom……"

A terrifying wave devastated their bodies, the two groaned, their bodies fell directly from the void, their faces were pale, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding.

"Clang, clang..."

The sound of the bell continuously oscillated above the Tianshan Mountains, and the vast and endless world seemed to be shaking. Countless people closed their eyes and stretched out their hands to block in front of them, and their footsteps were rooted in the ground, but even so, they were still severely impacted, and their hearts were beating wildly.

The clothes on the old man standing in the snow danced wildly. At this moment, there seemed to be a terrifying streamer flowing on his body, resisting that power, and at the same time he raised his head and looked towards the Tianshan Mountains.

Is it a coincidence that the bell of Tianshan is playing at this moment? Of course he didn't believe it.

The two princely figures were continuously attacked, blood spit out from their mouths, and they only felt that the whole person was a little numb, and their footing was unstable. Before the bell rang in Tianshan, all the princes left, but in order to kill Ye Futian, Qin Yu sent them back again, but They absolutely did not expect such a coincidence. When they started, the Tianshan bell rang again.

Just when they were all awake, they suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis, raised their heads and looked forward, and saw a sword light slashing towards them.

"Clang!" The sound of the bell swept past again, the two of them were vain, their wills seemed to burst, the sword light flashed away, and blood bloomed.

The two strong men in the princely realm stretched out their hands, covered their throats, and their eyes were wide open, showing unwillingness. How could they die like this?

The bell finally stopped, and the crowd calmed down. When they saw the two lying in the snow, their hearts trembled.

Is this life?

The two princes died so inexplicably, and after they died, the bell stopped.

If it wasn't fate, could it be that someone in Tianshan was helping Ye Futian and the others? This is obviously even more unlikely.

The people of the Qin Dynasty walked in front of the two corpses, and their faces were so ugly.

"Let's go." Ye Futian and the others were too lazy to fight, they ignored the people of the Qin Dynasty, and the people of the Qin Dynasty did not dare to stop them any more. The real killer move to kill Ye Futian was the princes left behind.

Ye Futian was walking on the snow, when he saw another figure standing in front of them.

At this time, Ye Futian showed a strange look, and in front of him was an old man in ragged clothes, with his hands on his back, and his eyes were wandering around him.

Bei Tang Xing'er wanted to step forward, but saw Yi Xiaoshi holding her and winking at her.

Seeing Yi Xiaoshi's wicked smile, Bei Tang Xing'er glared at him, the little lion is a pit junior brother.

"Old man, what's the matter?" Ye Futian asked strangely.

The old man didn't speak, and continued to look at him, the look in his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

Ye Futian had a black line on his face, and then raised his footsteps to avoid him. The old man continued to stand in front of him and asked, "Where is your hometown?"

"In a remote place, it's not worth it." Ye Futian said: "Is there something wrong with the old senior?"

"What about your age?" the old man asked again.

"..." Ye Futian's face was dark, but he still responded: "It will be twenty."

"Twenty, twenty." The old man seemed to be thinking about something, and then smiled at Ye Futian: "You should be a teacher."

"Forehead……"

Ye Futian was completely dumbfounded, is there something wrong with this old man?

"Sorry, there is something wrong with my old man's brain." The girl in the green skirt next to him ran forward and tried to pull the old man away, but the old man's face suddenly darkened.

"Cough cough." The old man coughed, looking at Bei Tang Xing'er and Yi Xiaoshi, standing there with his head held high, looking like an expert.

"Take good care of the old man, don't let the old man run around." Ye Futian smiled at the girl in the green skirt, isn't this old guy too funny?

At this moment, Bei Tang Xing'er tugged at his sleeve.

"What happened to Senior Sister Xing'er?" Ye Futian asked.

Bei Tang Xing'er gave him a look, then stepped forward and said to the old man, "Teacher, why is your old man here?"

"Teacher, is your old man's body and bones okay, but the disciple misses it very much." Yi Xiaoshi also trotted forward, flatteringly said.

Ye Futian blinked, only to see the old man smiling at him, and suddenly Ye Futian's face became extraordinarily wonderful, which was embarrassing...

Yi Xiaoshi is a fat man.

Miserable, miserable!