Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Whether facing the black-clad man who appeared first or the figure who appeared later, Guo Tong did not take it too seriously.

Because the first assassin who appeared, although his movements were very agile, his cultivation level was obviously there, about the level of the fourth level of the Naqi period. With such a cultivation level, Guo Tong was confident that he could capture him alive within a few moves. If he tried to kill him, he would probably kill him with one move.

And the second mysterious man who appeared behind him had a cultivation level that was somewhat similar to the one in front of him. Although the aura of the later person was a little obscure, he believed that with the two old men Zhao Kang there, his son would not be in danger of life in a short time.

It was because of this confidence that Guo Tong dared to rush out so confidently to face the assassin in front of him. He could not accept that someone was against his son, so he had to capture the other party no matter what and find out who was against his son.

But because of the anger in his heart, he lost his usual sharp reaction and did not notice the danger lurking in the dark.

When Guo Tong faced the assassin, the assassin seemed to have a little hesitation, but finally chose to give up and turn around and run away. Because of this hesitation, Guo Tong closed the distance with the opponent again, and in the blink of an eye he had already caught up with the opponent.

But just when Guo Tong thought that he could capture the opponent in the next moment, a golden figure suddenly jumped out from the tree above his head. In the blur, a golden snake shadow flashed out and attacked Guo Tong at a speed as fast as thunder.

Although he only glanced subconsciously, Guo Tong could still accurately judge that the figure was not a real golden snake, but an extremely sharp sword, a sword with a golden body twisted like a snake.

The front part of the long sword has a special protrusion that looks like a tongue. When the spiritual energy was activated, the tongue part of the sword tip had a trace of red breath spitting out, which looked like a golden snake spitting out its tongue at first glance.

This sneak attack was so powerful that Guo Tong was not prepared at all. He didn't even notice the fatal sword until the golden snake-shaped long sword came close.

When the long sword appeared, Guo Tong understood three things. The first thing was that he had missed the last chance to survive. Even if he could have noticed it a moment earlier, or if he had been more alert when he rushed over, it would not have been possible to be in such a situation.

The second thing he saw was that the other party came prepared. Although the target was all his son at the beginning, he was actually the target from beginning to end.

In addition, there was another point, that is, the person who attacked in front of him, although even his appearance and figure were covered up, his identity could not be hidden from him at all.

But because he understood the identity of the other party, Guo Tong was full of confusion and doubts. Maybe some people in Kuocheng would want to take his life, but the person in front of him made no sense. Even if someone wanted to kill him, the person in front of him should be more willing to help.

In any case, Guo Tong couldn't figure out why he had just decided to join forces with the Su and Wang families, and the Wang family appeared here in a blink of an eye, and they planned so carefully to take his life.

The owner of the golden snake-like long sword was Wang Zheng, the second commander of the Wang family. This person, who was definitely an important figure in the Su and Wang families, would actually attack him at this moment.

Obviously Wang Zheng was not going to talk to him. Everything he wanted to express had been conveyed by the long sword in his hand, that is, he must die.

Guo Tong's body was bursting with spiritual energy at this time, but before that he wanted to capture the person in front of him, and he was completely ready to attack with all his strength. Now, for the sudden arrival of the golden snake sword, Guo Tong didn't even have time to adjust his breath, and could only cross his hands with all his strength to meet the golden snake-shaped long sword.

Facing a desperate situation, Guo Tong made up his mind in an instant. His life was already in danger, so he naturally gave up his arms.

However, the moment his hands met, there was no pain in his arms, but instead a faint coolness fell on his arms. Looking closely, he saw that the golden snake sword was like a swimming snake, moving quickly along his arms.

The snake-shaped long sword seemed to be wrapped in a layer of oily water-attributed spiritual energy. When it swam along Guo Tong's arm, it was not only very fast, but even Guo Tong wanted to use spiritual energy to stop it, but he had no way to deal with this slippery long sword.

The snake-shaped long sword twisted and squirmed, and in an instant it had come directly in front of Guo Tong. With his throat rolling, Guo Tong subconsciously shouted out the other party's identity: "Wang Zheng, you..."

No one knew whether Guo Tong wanted to scold the other party, or wanted to speak out the doubts in his heart, or just screamed unconsciously before death.

In short, his life came to an end at the moment when the word "you" came out. The red snake letter in front of the golden snake long sword seemed to condense and disperse. When it dispersed, it would have a faint fishy smell. It should be some kind of poisonous substance.

When the mist condensed, it would become a sharp sword tip. Although it was slightly thicker than the sword body, the sharpness was quite amazing.

The tip of the sword easily pierced Guo Tong's forehead, and the golden snake-shaped sword body also swayed and drilled into his head. When the sword pierced into his mind, Wang Zheng, who was holding the sword, hummed, and the spiritual energy burst out along the sword and sent it into the other party's mind.

With the explosion of spiritual energy, Guo Tong's mind was instantly shattered into a paste, but although his consciousness was strangled, his hands were still swinging unconsciously, as if dancing.

Wang Zheng killed Guo Tong with one move, without stopping at all. The golden snake sword was quickly withdrawn, leaving a strange diamond-shaped gap. He turned back and turned into the darkness with the help of the tree trunk.

At the moment when the sword hit Guo Tong's eyebrows, the warrior who attacked Guo Tong's son also withdrew without hesitation. The two old men, Zhao Kang, roared and rushed towards the city lord Guo Tong, but they barely caught Guo Tong's body that was lying on his back.

The old man surnamed Kang seemed a little calmer, with frost on his face, but his face was a little distorted because of anger. The old man surnamed Zhao was hot-tempered and chased the man who assassinated Guo Tong directly.

"Bang"

Just as the old man surnamed Zhao chased out, a muffled sound came from the opposite side of the old man surnamed Kang, and the young man knelt heavily on the ground, splashing a large piece of snow around him.

The young man's face was extremely complicated at this time, with anger, grief, and deep confusion. The voice of the old man surnamed Kang sounded in his ears, and he slowly said: "Young City Lord, the Lord City Lord died for you. Otherwise, those people would not be able to kill the Lord City Lord."

The body suddenly stiffened. The young man was not a stupid person. Some details that he couldn't figure out before, after being reminded by the old man surnamed Kang, he immediately understood, and the expression on his face became more and more sad and angry.

"Why? You clearly know that I hate you, you clearly know that I will not forgive you, why do you still do this, why do you do this?" The young man pinched Guo Tong's shoulders fiercely and shook him.

Elder Kang stared at the city lord Guo Tong with his eyes, and said sadly: "How can the city lord not know your thoughts? But the city lord knows better that you can think through everything and understand his difficulties in the past. It is because he trusts you that he has been trying his best to cultivate you.

Kuocheng is no longer the Kuocheng of the past, and he, the city lord, is no longer the city lord of the past. But he still struggles to survive in this environment, not for himself, but for you!"

The words of the old man were like a thunder, which went along the ears of the young man and directly hit the softest part of his heart. Since meeting Guo Tong, the young man's eyes were blurred for the first time, and tears could no longer be held back and slowly flowed down.

In fact, during the time he spent with Guo Tong, the young man already knew everything the old man had just said, but he was stubborn and didn't want to admit it. He didn't want to admit that he had actually begun to forgive this father and began to slowly accept this father.

But all this has come to an end at this time. No matter what he says now, the other party will not hear it, let alone know what he thinks in his heart. This is the most painful place for the young man, and it is also the place that makes him unable to forgive himself at this moment.

Seeing the young man's face becoming more and more ugly, the old man surnamed Kang seemed to have guessed what the young man was thinking. He slowly said: "Although some words are not said, the city lord understands you, just like you actually understand the city lord in your heart.

You know that everything you have done for your city lord is actually to hope to get this success and inherit his position as city lord. I hope you don't sink into self-blame and forget the expectations of the city lord for you."

The body trembled slightly, and every word of the old man surnamed Kang deeply pierced the young man's heart. It was not because the old man surnamed Kang was extremely smart or eloquent.

Firstly, because of his understanding of the city lord Guo Tong, and secondly, the young man finally opened a gap in his heart in the face of sudden changes and blows, so the words that Guo Tong had said to him countless times and the things he had done to him were all stimulated by the old man surnamed Kang, which deeply touched the young man.

Because the young man was too excited, his hands were deeply clasped on Guo Tong's shoulders. At this time, his hands slowly relaxed, and he gently picked him up and said in a deep voice: "From today on, my surname is Guo, and my name is Guo Xiao. This name will remind me for the rest of my life that I, Guo Xiao... am unfilial!"

When the young man's voice slowly fell, a stream of blood slowly flowed out from Guo Tong's brows, separated from the brows and continued to flow down, and finally slid down from the corners of his eyes, as if he was shedding two drops of blood and tears.

Looking at the young man in front of him with a complicated expression, the old man surnamed Kang's eyes were slightly blurred, and then he turned his head suddenly to look into the distance. When he saw that it was the old man surnamed Zhao, he slowly withdrew his gaze.