He survived under the hands of Bai Yueguang

"Huh?" Zhou Yiguang seemed to smell the sour taste in the words, and couldn't help laughing jokingly.

Zhou Yan leaned closer to Zhou Yiguang, his eyes were burning and possessive: "Did you see that when we two killed each other, that kid's face turned green."

"Basically, people already see us as different."

Zhou Yan got closer, almost pushing him against the rock: "We are the only ones."

Zhou Yiguang didn't expect Zhou Yan to mind, so he smiled, and facing the burning gaze, he spoke provocatively:

"That's right, we are the only ones."

"But I'm used to being carefree on the 24th floor. If you're really capable, keep me by your side forever."

The implication is, if you can't hold me back, I will continue to hang out on the 24th floor, be my luthier, and be happy.

Zhou Yan's face turned even darker, Zhou Yiguang was just a joke, but he engraved it in his heart.An uncontrollable emotion surged in his heart, drowning in his black eyes.

"I won't let you go."

"If you dare to escape, I will break your legs."

Zhou Yan's face was ugly, but Zhou Yiguang was in a happy mood.

All right, come if you can.

I'm waiting for you, I can't wait.

Zhou Yiguang smiled lightly, and muttered to himself, "I must be fucking sick."

Zhou Yan didn't know what Zhou Yiguang was laughing at: "What are you mumbling about?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I said, I'm really that important to you?"

How do you know that I think you are important?Zhou Yan wanted to ask a rhetorical question, but didn't say it.

As the twilight deepened, Zhou Yan let go of Zhou Yiguang, feeling uneasy.Is he really that important to me?Maybe, but it's a bit of a shame to admit it.

Zhou Yan finally pointed the finger at Shanghemen, his face was gloomy, and his killing intent was undisguised:

"Let's go, let's go in through the main entrance. Since they have become puppets, they don't need to be alive."

The sunset glow of Mushan tonight is crimson, stained with blood, and the sky is never dark.

In the main hall, the head of the sect was sitting on the throne, and Zhou Yiguang and Zhou Yan broke in wantonly under the eyes of everyone, and were surrounded by these mobs.

All the disciples whose minds were controlled surrounded the main hall, and those who still had consciousness were organizing the escape of the detainees in the cells.

After tonight, Shanghemen will be notorious in the world, and everyone will talk about it, and all the sinister secrets will be revealed to the world.

Numerous string puppets held the dense cold sword, surrounding Zhou Yiguang and the two, and the surrounding circle gradually narrowed.

Zhou Yiguang and Zhou Yan back to back, asked: "Is your injury healed?"

Zhou Yan: "The miasma is gone, this little injury is fine."

Zhou Yiguang: "That's not good, leave it to me."

Zhou Yiguang's Qingxuan sword has been broken, and what he holds in his hand now is a piece of Fantie he picked up at random, but it does not prevent him from using the Destiny sword skill smoothly.

With one strike of the sword, dozens of people were repelled by several feet, and their throats were sealed neatly. Bright red hot blood gushed out from their throats, but only a few blood beads were stained on the tip of the sword. Suddenly, it rolled along the blade and fell to the ground, a cold light flashed, it was clean and there was no trace.

Even if he killed a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, he was always suave and romantic, with fluttering clothes and no dust.

Everyone looked at Zhou Yiguang as if they were looking at a devil, and the chill went directly from the scalp to the teeth, all the way to the tailbone, and those inner disciples who came later did not dare to step forward.But whenever the sect master urged the handprints, they could only rush over uncontrollably.

These people have obviously been refined so that they don't feel pain and are ignorant, but they still feel fear under Zhou Yiguang's sword moves.

Zhou Yan looked at Zhou Yiguang, using his own sword to enroll Sha Yuduo. He didn't expect that other than himself, there would be someone else who could use this set of sword moves to this level, and his eyes didn't hide his appreciation and admiration at all.After all, he, Zhou Yiguang, is mine.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the puppets of Shanghemen had corpses lying all over the ground, and the first drop of blood rolling down from the tip of the sword hadn't completely cooled down yet, and new corpses piled up afterward.

The inner hall enshrined a terrifying statue of Arhat. Just when the incense in the incense burner was burned out, the last injection of ashes scattered, and Zhou Yiguang killed the last puppet in front of the hall.The body of the puppet hit the red gold sandalwood table enshrining the statue of Arhat, breaking a leg of the table.

The scent crumbs flying all over the sky could not suppress the bloody smell in the air. The blood of these puppets was extremely stenchy.

Of all the disciples of the Shanghe Gate, only the last person on the throne in front of the temple, the master of the Shanghe Gate, remained alive.

In other words, there has always been only the old woman, the sect master, alone.These puppets are half human and half marionette. Although they breathe like human beings, have the same joys, sorrows, sorrows, and fears, but they have no loyalty. Shanghemen, loyalty is manipulated by evil spirits. It's really sad.

According to her voice, the woman on the throne was only in her 30s, but she looked like she was already old and dying.

Without the cover of the black miasma, the woman's skills could not compete with Zhou Yiguang at all.

Without hesitation, without mercy, a sword pierced the heart, Zhou Yiguang let go, and let the cold sword he picked up casually be inserted into the heart of the sect master, making the killing look more ritualistic.The sword had even pierced the woman, nailing her straight to the throne like a sign.

Looking around, I am quite satisfied.This is the sect that Zhou Yan wants to destroy, and now, it is very good.

Zhou Yiguang tidied up the rolled-up sleeves during the fight, and then looked at Zhou Yan: "How? My swordsmanship is okay, right? Anyway, I have lived up to your cultivation of me in the back garden for a few days .”

Zhou Yiguang still remembered that one day in the back garden Zhongchun and Jingming were drinking water. He thought that Zhou Yan wanted to strangle him to death, but inexplicably transferred nearly [-]% of his internal energy to him. Since then, his skills have skyrocketed.

Watching Zhou Yiguang kill someone, Zhou Yan had mixed feelings in his heart.I want to see him spend the rest of the day without being stained with dust, and I also want to see him kill people like a sea of ​​lust.It is a kind of contradictory psychology. On the one hand, I hope that he will be good, and that he will never be disturbed by the secular world. On the other hand, I hope that he will become like himself, with his hands full of sins. .

Zhou Yiguang just made a joke, but Zhou Yan answered seriously: "I think I'm teaching you badly."

"What is good? What is bad? Shen Ke is dying. In this world, it is time to change the theory of right and wrong for a decent family."

With a few words from Zhou Yiguang, he expressed exactly what Zhou Yan was thinking.

The cleansing of the "right way" will start from the main hall of Shanghemen.

When the two walked to the door, they met three people with flustered faces. They were uniformly dressed. Although they were different from the black clothes worn by the puppets, it could be seen that the three of them were also disciples of the sect.

Zhou Yiguang looked up and down and knew that they were not puppets, but he didn't recognize them. These three people were the ones who robbed him in the small village at the foot of the mountain.Still wondering, didn't the living people in the Shanghe gate escaped in the chaos?Could it be that there are still a few diehards left?It's really interesting.

But those three people recognized Zhou Yiguang at a glance. At that time, they didn't see the depth of this person at the foot of the mountain. Now they could see the corpses of puppets all over the ground, and the sect master nailed to the throne with a cold sword.

The two people who were chatting and laughing in front of them stood under the curtain of dead bodies everywhere, leaving an indelible impression on the three of them for life.Before, I never believed that someone would make you feel fear from the bottom of my heart, and neither could the sect master, but Zhou Yiguang did it.

When the three of them met on a narrow road, they blocked the door face to face, neither entering nor retreating.

Zhou Yiguang noticed that their eyes were on the corpses all over the floor, and smiled: "You three, are you here to take revenge?"

The leader hesitated for a moment. Anyway, he couldn't beat the left and right, but he was relieved and lowered his face: "Actually, for them, this is also good. People who become puppets can't live anymore. If you want to be a human, you can only die." , Wait for the next life."

The man's eyes suddenly filled with tears, and he looked up at Zhou Yiguang: "The sect master forced me, and the sect master forced me. I can't resist, and I don't dare... In order not to be made a puppet, I will kill you." the person who trusted me the most.”

Tears welled up in my eyes: "During the group competition, I betrayed him, and every day I survived, I lived in regret."

"I would rather die than become a puppet. That was my only thought at the time, but after I survived, I didn't have the courage to die again."

"I betrayed his trust."

The man was sobbing, and the other two beside him didn't look very well either.The three of them were waiting quietly, waiting for Zhou Yiguang to kill them.

But Zhou Yiguang did not do it for a long time. In fact, Zhou Yiguang would not kill these living people if it was not necessary, because it was not necessary.

Zhou Yiguang and Zhou Yan were not in the mood to listen to their repentance and confession, so they bypassed them and left.

The leader stopped weeping, and asked word by word: "What are your two names?"

Zhou Yiguang never refuses this opportunity to become famous: "Rong Guang."

Zhou Yan ignored him, lit a torch, and threw it at the window of the main hall. The bamboo window paper ignited immediately, and after a while, the flames burst into the sky.It can be regarded as exceeding the limit.With a fire, send their souls away.

As the main hall was in chaos due to fighting, almost all the living disciples in the gate ran away.Trees fall and hozens scatter, and mud doesn't stick to the wall. It's boring to kill them.It would be better to let them go to the rivers and lakes, and it would be a challenge to those famous and decent families.

That night, the fire from the Great Hall of Shanghemen guided the prisoners in the dungeon and the inner disciples hiding in various courtyards to flee in a panic.The flames reflected the young cheeks, and reflected the heroic spirit full of wounds. Some of them ran a long distance, some fell to the ground and could not get up again, and some cried and cried sadly. No one knew. Traveling thousands of miles in the vast rivers and lakes, what is the picture?

The news spread among them: it was a young man named Rong Guang who killed Shanghemen.

In the near future, this news will cause an uproar in the world.Young Master Rong Guang is famous in the world.

Fire can burn a house to ashes, but it cannot kindle sin.In the entire martial arts world, the authority of the Jianghu League will be shaken like never before.