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"This is..." Zhang Ye lightly picked up the bronze key, and his heart was filled with waves.

What happened just now was not a dream? !But... If it's not a dream, then what is it?Some kind of illusion?Or time travel?

Zhang Ye frowned, and turned his attention to the "Unknown Holy Spear".

"This is... Altreyer's weapon..."

Zhang also wanted to reach out and pull out the spear, but the moment he took it, he was hit by a flash of lightning and half of his body went numb!
"Huh? What's going on here?"

Zhang also stretched out his right hand again with some doubts, but before his hand touched the handle of the gun, a more powerful electric light suddenly appeared, and he was directly blasted away!
"Bam—"

"Ouch……"

Zhang Ye let out a cry of pain, and looked at the majestic dark golden spear stuck upside down on the ground with some incredulity.

No... Isn't this gun a key item?And you all say I'm Altreyer, and I can't even hold "my" gun?Are you kidding me? !

After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Ye finally decided to give up the sharp gun of "subduing" for the time being.After all, no matter how good the weapon is, it's useless if you can't use it yourself.In any case, it is more important to quickly figure out the purpose and significance of the blood test.

Thinking of this, Zhang also glanced at the "Unknown Holy Spear" unwillingly, held the bronze key tightly, and walked up the stairs on the left without looking back.

After easily opening the iron gate blocking the way, Zhang Ye couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't hesitate. He came to the bookshelf according to the picture he saw before, counted 6 lines from bottom to top, and counted 11 from left to right Putting his hand on the book lightly, Zhang Ye realized that the book could be pressed down.

Press the button without hesitation, and a door appears next to it, and the secret room with the elevator is behind the door.

Everything he saw now was the same as what he had seen in his "dream". Zhang Ye became more and more puzzled, and stood in front of the secret room a little hesitantly.

What will I encounter if I move on?That little room full of magical creations?Or see the soul of Altreyer who died thousands of years ago?

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Ye finally took a step forward.After all, if you want to complete the blood test, you must enter the "True Spirit Graveyard", and to enter the "True Spirit Graveyard", you must complete the task entrusted by the "Wang Ling".

As seen in the "dream", the "elevator" with a complicated shape is in the secret room. Zhang Ye went in and carried out the relevant operations according to what he saw. With the sound of the machine, the "elevator" really started to move!
After about two to three minutes, the "elevator" stopped, Zhang Ye took a deep breath, and opened the door of the "elevator"——

The imagined scene of magic colliding with each other and magical creations chasing each other did not appear. It was just an ordinary, lifeless room. Sculptures of dust—the whole room was silent, desolately silent, and terribly frightened.

Zhang Ye entered the room with his mouth tightly pursed, and the sound of footsteps was so harsh.

When he came to the small wooden table where he talked with Altrey in the "dream", Zhang Ye looked at a wooden sculpture in the shape of a frog on the wooden table, and couldn't help reaching out to touch it.

Icy.

It was his only feeling.

"... Sure enough, nothing in the world can withstand the erosion of time..." Zhang Ye sighed silently, and then looked around the room.

"Altreyer once said that he himself hid the secret in this room...but where is it? What is the 'secret' he said?"

Zhang Ye muttered in a low voice, his eyes swept over each item, but he didn't find anything, and he didn't find anything abnormal after using the "God's Eye".

"...Isn't the 'God's Eye' called 'exploring the essence of things'? Why do these wood carvings still look like wood carvings..." Zhang Ye was stunned suddenly, "Wood carvings? I remember that they are all magical creations with wisdom. Even if the magic dissipates with time, there will always be some traces left... But these wood carvings look like ordinary wood carvings..."

Zhang also hesitated for a moment, then picked up the frog wood carving.

The starting material is unusually thick, even heavier than steel, how could it be a "wooden" carving?

Suddenly, the woodcarving frog in his right hand let out a low-pitched moan, and Zhang also felt a blur before his eyes, and then lost consciousness...
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Dark clouds overwhelm the snow-capped mountains, and the strong wind turns from north to southwest.

Ask about the thirteen states of all souls, and look at the coldness in the extreme north.

Bailuya, the land of the extreme north.

The snow was flying and the wind was howling.

In the ice and snow, there was a boy in black walking tirelessly.

The young man was dressed in black, which stood out from the plain silver.But the aura on his body was as cold as the Bailuya covered in ice and snow for thousands of miles.

This is not superficial coldness, but a kind of indifference and fatigue that goes deep into the bone marrow.The resolute face carried an indomitable momentum and murderous look.

The boy looked about 23 or [-] years old, his sharp-edged face was slightly pale, and even slightly sick.

His name is Shen Qi, and he is the young master of the Shen family, the most powerful force in the vast Bailuya, "Yingxue Villa", known as the young master Shen.

At this moment, his face was indifferent and tired.

He is indifferent because he has seen too much life and death; he is tired because he has killed too many people.

It's hard to imagine that a teenager in his twenties is actually a sad executioner - he has taken too many lives on his hands, some people who shouldn't have been killed!

The most frightening and shocking thing was his bloodbath of the eight Qingshuihe families half a year ago.In one night, more than a hundred people from the eight great families except women and children, none of them survived!After this battle, people in the Jianghu gave him the nickname-Rentu.

It's a pity that Shen Qi killed people because he had no choice.

His figure looked extremely lonely in this icy and snowy field, and his tall and straight figure was also slightly thin.

Many people thought he was malnourished.In fact, he often doesn't think about eating or drinking because he can't bear the torment in his heart.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is a murderous devil!Even in this extremely cold and wild place far away from the imperial court, his reward has already reached a thousand taels...gold!
But who knows, this murderer, executioner, and butcher in the eyes of outsiders, suffers the fear and pain of killing alone in bed every night.

Seven years ago, Shen Qi was already famous all over the world, and he defeated countless martial arts heroes with his "Thunder Fist".Those who died under his fists included both wicked and good people.Just no women, no children.

Today, he has no way to turn back, and others will not allow him to turn back.

Young and innocent, for the sake of fame and anger, 16-year-old Shen Qi stepped into the rivers and lakes alone, relying on his unparalleled internal strength, faced numerous dangers, and finally gained the fame he is today.

But now, fame has become a shackle again, and it has become a brand, deeply branded in his heart and soul, which is extremely inconsistent with his appearance age.

He has a secret in his heart, a secret that no one has told him, and has been held in his heart for half a year—his soul is no longer Shen Qi, the young master of Yingxue Villa, but a person who inexplicably traveled to this place in order to complete the blood experiment. Zhang Ye, a man of the Celestial Dynasty!

At this moment, one challenge letter after another was quietly lying in his arms.

"On the ninth day of February, at noon. The entrance of Fengxue Valley is waiting for you to come. Lan Xiuyu of Wuwu Prefecture."

"crunch--crunch--"

Zhang Ye's steps on the snow were very regular, and the rhythm of the crunching sound was steady, and there was no trace of tension.

That's right, not one hundred, but eighty of the masters of the rivers and lakes who died under his hands.Who would care about an unknown Lan Xiuyu?
The cold wind is bitter, and the snow is merciless.

At the mouth of Fengxue Valley, a rather handsome young man in white clothes closed his eyes to rest his mind.His body was covered with snow, and it looked like he had been waiting for a long time.

The "creaking" sound was getting closer and closer, and the boy in white finally slowly opened his eyes.

Three feet away, Zhang also stood still.

"Master Shen?"

"Yes."

"I heard that your Thunder Fist killed many heroes?"

"Yes."

"But you're still at ease."

"not necessarily."

"Is your Thunder Fist invincible?"

"No."

The boy in white smiled, showing his white teeth.It's just that there is a faint hatred and disdain in the smile.

"I am Lan Xiuyu, 'Ye Yan Wang Lan Xiuyu'."

As he spoke, the boy in white drew a three-foot long sword from his back.

The whole body of the long sword was pitch black, and it was made of unknown material, yet it didn't reflect light at all.

"Good sword!" Zhang couldn't help but exclaimed.

"You also know swords?" Lan Xiuyu's expression was full of sarcasm.

"I don't understand." Zhang Ye shook his head and said, "It's just that I've seen similar swords before."

"That's a black sword that's slightly shorter than this one." Lan Xiuyu's expression turned hostile, and he said, "That's my elder brother Lan Xiuqi's sword! And he died in your hands!"

Zhang Ye nodded indifferently, apparently not remembering who the eldest brother Lan Xiuqi was in Lan Xiuyu's mouth.

"So I'm going to kill you to avenge my elder brother!" Although Lan Xiuyu's eyes were filled with hatred, he did not act rashly.

Because the person in front of him is Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye, who is known as the human slaughter!
Zhang Ye glanced at Lan Xiuyu, nodded, shook his head again, and said, "You didn't kill me just because of hatred."

Lan Xiuyu's pupils shrank suddenly, as if Zhang Ye had guessed the secret hidden in his heart.

"That's right!" Lan Xiuyu's face was slightly grim, "Because you are so famous! Even the imperial court wants to get rid of you quickly! As long as I kill you, fame, money, and status are all in my pocket!"

Zhang Ye looked indifferent, and said: "I was the same as you before. It's just that I advise you not to do this."

"Heh, why do you persuade me?" Lan Xiuyu sneered, and said, "You are so famous! You are so high up, overlooking the heroes of the Jianghu, so naturally you don't understand the thoughts of us low-level Jianghu people! It is hard to be famous in the Jianghu. It's not easy! But as long as I kill you, I can become famous immediately! Besides, you are a murderer, a human slaughterer, and I am an upright disciple. Killing you is to do justice for the heavens, and it is duty-bound!"

"I don't care about your life experience, and I'm not interested in the excuses you made." Zhang Ye shook his head and said, "I just want to persuade you not to give up your life for nothing."

"Are you really so confident?" Lan Xiuyu's eyes turned cold and his expression was displeased.

Zhang didn't say anything, but looked at Lan Xiuyu with pity.

Lan Xiuyu swung his long sword horizontally, and said slightly angrily, "This sword is called Night Kill. It is made of cold iron from the deep sea. It is pitch black and is most suitable for killing at night!"

"It's daytime now." Zhang Ye said: "You have abandoned all your only advantages."

Lan Xiuyu snorted coldly and went up with his sword.

"I don't need any advantages to kill you!"

With a flash of black light, the sword had struck, and it went straight to Zhang Ye's chest with an unstoppable force.

This call is called "Suddenly Coming", which is an extremely terrifying sneak attack sword technique.I don't know how many famous people have been killed by this move.

This is a killer move!
Seeing that Zhang didn't evade, Lan Xiuyu's eyes showed a strong pleasure, as if he had seen the scene where his long sword pierced through the opponent's chest.

But this move did not penetrate Zhang Ye's chest as he had imagined.

Lan Xiuyu's figure suddenly stopped, and then looked at Zhang Ye opposite, his eyes suddenly shrank.

The tip of Heijian Yesha's sword was tightly held by Zhang Ye, and stopped three inches away from Zhang Ye's chest, making it difficult to move forward.

"This...it's impossible!" Lan Xiuyu was shocked.

"If you are within a foot of me at night, you may be able to hurt me." Zhang Ye said lightly.

Lan Xiuyu only felt cold sweat on his face, but it quickly rolled down his cheeks in the wind and snow, turned into ice beads, and fell into the snow.

He was careless.

He clearly knows that Yesha is suitable for a sneak attack in the dark night, but he is too blindly confident!It was actually during the day, and it was noon, so Zhang also shot!
And launched a surprise attack three feet away!
But what frightened him the most was Zhang Ye's words "maybe it can hurt me".

"You...are you really so powerful?" Lan Xiuyu's face turned green and then pale, and his words were full of fear.

"It's not that I'm good, but that you aren't proficient enough in your own sword moves." Zhang Ye said indifferently, "There are fewer people killed and more seriously injured by your sneak attack, right? So, you should have a second move!"

"You... how do you know?" Lan Xiuyu panicked.

Outsiders only know that there are many knight-errants who died under Lan Xiuyu's "sudden attack", but they don't know that many of them were not killed by a single blow.

There is indeed a back trick to this move!But those who know have already become dead souls under the sword.

This is the biggest secret in Lan Xiuyu's heart, but it was unexpectedly revealed by Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye shook his head and explained: "The essence of your move is not about sneak attack, but about gaining momentum. If you have enough momentum, you can kill with one sword, and you don't need a second move at all! This can only explain two things. "

"Which two things?" Lan Xiuyu asked hastily.

"First, you didn't create this trick, so you don't understand the key." Zhang Ye said indifferently: "Second, your internal strength is very low, which is not enough to support your momentum."

"You...why do you say that?" Lan Xiuyu suddenly felt shameless, and shouted loudly: "You admit that you don't understand swords, but now you are talking nonsense here!"

Although Lan Xiuyu showed a look of being extremely angry after being wronged, he knew very well that this was just a bluff.

Cold sweat broke out again, rolled down his face, turned into ice beads in mid-air, and fell into the snow.

"This is the second time you've broken out in a cold sweat." Zhang Ye said, "A person with profound internal strength can regulate his sweat at all times, and he won't break out in a cold sweat. This only shows that your internal strength is not good. Moreover, your heart Already chaotic. Those who are confused will have chaotic sword skills!"

"you shut up!"

Lan Xiu was so ashamed and angry that he even let go of Heijian Yesha, and patted Zhang Ye's chest with his left palm.

"bump--"

Lan Xiuyu's left palm hit Zhang Ye's chest without fancy, making a dull impact sound.

"Hahaha--"

Lan Xiuyu's previous fear and anger disappeared, and turned into ecstasy.

"Zhang Ye, you didn't expect that, did you?" Lan Xiuyu laughed and said, "What I am best at is not swordsmanship, but 'Broken Heart Palm'!"

Zhang Ye frowned, and said in a low voice, "I was deceived by you."

"It's just that you think too highly of yourself!" Lan Xiuyu proudly said, "I've practiced the Broken Heart Palm for ten years, and the palm strength is enough to break gold and stones! No matter how strong your inner strength is, no matter how strong your body protection skills are, you will still be defeated by me." Shatter the heart and die!"

Zhang didn't speak either.

"How is it? Is it very difficult to even open your mouth?" Lan Xiuyu said with a smile: "I never thought that Zhang Ye, a dignified 'rentu', would die at the hands of a rising star like me! How is it? Are you very angry? Desperate?"

"Hahaha..." Lan Xiuyu couldn't help laughing wildly.

But when he was about to withdraw his left palm, he felt a strong pain from his left hand and his forearm.

"Ah! What... what's going on here?"

Lan Xiuyu was shocked, and hurriedly looked at his left hand.

"No—it's impossible! My hand!"

Lan Xiuyu's left arm hung down naturally as if there was no bone. The great pain caused Lan Xiuyu to lose his ability to think.

Zhang Ye patted the dust on his chest, and his expression returned to indifference again.

Without words, Zhang Ye turned the black sword Ye Sha in his hand, holding the hilt firmly with his left hand.

The next moment, Lan Xiuyu's throat was pierced by his own sword Ye Sha.

A sword seals the throat!
His throat was broken, and Lan Xiuyu couldn't make any sound. He stared directly at Zhang Ye with his eyes wide open.want an answer.

He is unwilling!
He doesn't understand either!
Why?Why can't Zhang Ye be hurt by his broken heart palm, which is enough to divide gold and stones?
However, not every question has an answer.

Lan Xiuyu's vitality quickly dissipated.In the end, his eyes widened, and he couldn't understand why he died so easily in Zhang Ye's hands until he died.

Zhang also watched his lifeless body crash to the ground, splashing snowflakes.

Shaking his head, Zhang also said calmly: "The reason why I have survived until now is because I never let people know my back hand and hole cards. And you, you exposed it too early."

The "creak" sounded again.

Zhang Ye's figure slowly disappeared, and a piece of light yellow paper slowly fell down with the cold wind, and finally landed on Lan Xiuyu's unrepentant face.

"On the ninth day of February, at noon. The entrance of Fengxue Valley is waiting for you to come. Lan Xiuyu of Wuwu Prefecture."

This was Lan Xiuyu's letter of challenge, but in the end it became his reminder.

This is the case in Jianghu.

The rivers and lakes are like this.