The devil has brought his family's Heavenly Tribulation down again

when!

In the extremely crisp sound, long swords collided with long swords, and fighting intent collided with fighting intent. The pitch of the voice in the air rose to a terrifying height in an instant, and then turned sharply down, falling into a deathly silence.

Time freezes in an instant.

Then all the power exploded together, and there was another flat thunder, Liang Yu shook, and the dust rustled.The heat wave of the explosion shook the sky, and amidst the loud noise of bulging eardrums, its strength rushed in all directions with an irresistible attitude.

As a result, the gravel rolled wildly, the branches of the begonia broke, and the ground crackled and exploded with countless cracks like spider webs.My hut was once again in half ruins, and I don't know how Yuntang would feel when he saw it.

Lu Yang had already tumbled and fell into the flower bed, throwing intermittent bloodstains along the way, it was shocking to watch.He himself grinned happily, hummed a few tunes angrily, and then struggled to raise his head to see what was going on in Chu Yuan's side.

Chu Yuan looked down at his palm.

There is only a very miserable hilt left in his palm, and the blade of Bing Po Qigui has been shattered into seven or eight sharp transparent fragments, which are scattered on the ground, looking like a kind of flower petals withered. brutal beauty.

Lu Yang looked left and right for a while, and successfully found the sword that belonged to him.

Passing water was lying not far from him.Its whole body was full of rays of light, and its blue color was rich and lustrous. Compared with Chu Er's Broken Sword One, it looked more vibrant, lively and lovely—although Lu Yang felt that the word "cute" didn't seem to be suitable to describe a sword. sword.

Is this psychic?

Lu Yang rested again, and most of the bones on his body that had been shaken away returned to their original positions, so he stood up staggeringly, first glanced at Chu Er, then walked over slowly, and picked up the Passing Water Sword.

The heaviness in his hands made him stagger immediately.The sword suddenly gained more than ten catties in weight, and when he got close, Lu Yang could see some dark red veins on the sword like bloodshot.Against the backdrop of a large area of ​​blue and blue, the texture is becoming more and more sinister, eerie, dark, and soul-stirring, which makes people dare not look at it for a long time.

"The killing sword is complete." Lu Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to caress the restless sword body, and said silently, "From now on, you are my sword, and I give you the name of killing sword. Still satisfied?"

An indistinct voice sounded in his mind.Lu Yang knew that his spiritual consciousness was not yet completed, and he could not communicate with Sha Jian smoothly and unimpeded for the time being, so he smiled and stopped asking questions.

Under his hands, the Shaoshui Killing Sword gradually lost its sharpness, concealing the bloody veins, and returning to its original gray and dusty appearance.

Lu Yang was stunned, then smiled.

It's true that the owner of the character is right, he is an expert in acting, so his sword is also self-taught, and he has begun to show weakness and deceive others!

He hadn't figured out how to praise or reprimand the Killing Sword who had just raised his soul, when Chu Yuan finally came to his senses and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you injured?"

Lu Yang hurriedly saluted with his sword, and replied: "It's a good luck that the injury was not serious. Just now, my nephew was rude, so I ask my uncle to punish me."

"It's good to admit your mistake. Hmph, do you think I can spare you?" Chu Yuan threw away the hilt of the sword casually, straightened his sleeves, "If I remember correctly, I just asked you to take the sword from me, right? "

"Accepting tricks is the ability to defend." Lu Yang answered him solemnly, "And my father once said that offense is the best defense. So my nephew boldly wants to give you the best answer."

Chu Yuan stared at him with sharp sword-like eyes: "What answer?"

"Isn't Master Uncle considering his disciples?"

"...You have a good brain." Chu Er strolled across the atrium, no longer looking at the fragments of the long sword on the ground, but stretched out his hand to Lu Yang, and said, "But in fact, you used me as a whetstone .”

- each other only each other.

Lu Yang remembered Chu Yuan's saying of "sharpening the sword's heart", stuck out his tongue, and handed the Passing Water Sword to Chu Yuan.Chu Yuan weighed it for a while, then threw it back casually, and said with satisfaction: "The condition is good, take good care of it."

After a fight, Lu Yang became much more courageous, and said with a grin, "Master, are you really willing to give it to me?"

"This is the only magic weapon in the world!" Chu Yuan also relaxed his tone, and hummed pretending to be displeased, "Even if you broke my sword, I don't have to worry about it with you, a younger generation. The magic weapon is you I raised it myself, and I personally said I didn't want the sword back then, no matter how thick-skinned Chu is, he is not shameless enough to covet it again."

Lu Yang put the Passing Water Killing Sword on his waist with a smile, shook off the soil and fallen leaves from the corner of his clothes, and bowed to Chu Yuan: "Thank you, Master Uncle, for your success."

"Two phases come together." Chu Yuan squinted his eyes, pondered for a while, and suddenly his face straightened, and he said in a solemn voice, "Lu Yang, are you willing to learn swords from me?"

Learn swords with the first sword in Penglai!

Lu Yang's hands and feet trembled, and he was about to blurt out "I can't ask for it", but stopped tightly, swallowing the sentence forcefully.

He raised his eyes to look at the tall and thin Chu Yuan. Although the man's eyes were cold, they were clear and frank, showing the innocence and purity of his master's heart.

Chu Er is a person who can distinguish between black and white. He follows the principles and does not talk about personal feelings. He believes that good is good and evil is evil. He must be able to do such a thing as killing relatives with righteousness.

To be honest, Lu Yang was very tired in front of him.Especially after he was reborn, knowing that he was a wicked old devil, he still had to pretend to be a gentleman and talk nonsense with those piercing eyes.He was deceiving Chu Yuan that he had no reason to do evil, and he was also betting that Chu Yuan would want to correct his bad thoughts instead of killing him directly.

But when he fell into a demon, Chu Yuan would definitely turn his back on him, would definitely break up with him, and would definitely want to kill him with his own hands.

Lu Yang can't have too much contact with Chu Yuan, he is not afraid that Chu Er will have feelings for him like Yuntang, but he is afraid that he will have feelings for Chu Er.

Chu Yuan locked warmth and tenderness with his sword, but Lu Yang didn't!

When the time comes, if you really have to do it, you will be the one who suffers.

Lu Laomo lamented that his heart was too soft, and said: "Master nephew... uh, not human..."

"Sword cultivators don't ask about their background."

"Well, my nephew already has an enlightened master..."

"I only teach you swordsmanship, everything else is up to him."

"Martial nephew... Martial nephew just started..."

Chu Yuan snorted coldly: "You just don't want to?"

Lu Yang waved his hands again and again: "Don't dare! It's just that my nephew held the sword a few days ago. It's not that the foundation is not stable, it just doesn't exist. And I don't dare bother you to teach me some basic things. Martial nephew should be diligent and self-study, only occasionally there may be misunderstandings, and I hope my uncle will not hesitate to enlighten me..."

Chu Yuan understood the meaning of his words: "You mean, it's not that I teach you what you learn, but that I teach you what you want to learn—is that so?"

Even though he missed, he was not far away, Lu Yang lowered his head in embarrassment.

"My direct disciples don't get this kind of treatment!" Chu Yuan scolded in an angry and funny manner, paused, but then changed the subject and gave an affirmative answer, "Qingzhuyuan, I should be free in the past ten years." .”

"Eh?"

Lu Yang raised his head in astonishment, and bumped into Chu Yuan's straight face that looked like Kun Wushi.Chu Yuan was also looking down at him, then turned around with a smile, and said, "Just remember to call me uncle."

"..."

Chu Yuan looked up at the calm sea of ​​red sun and clouds, and his tone had returned to normal solemnity and coldness: "Elder brother will come back in two months, you just stay here and don't join bandits anymore, do you hear me?"

Lu Yang didn't make a sound.

He stared at Chu Yuan's back, trembling slightly, his mouth was dry, his mood was agitated, and he couldn't hold himself back.

Chu Yuan completed the task assigned by Yun Tang, and also fulfilled his wish to try Lu Yang's swordsmanship. Now he was satisfied, and wanted to go back to the mountain, but suddenly remembered something, turned his head, and said word by word: "Passed!" The water is gone, but the broken light is born again."

Lu Yang looked at him more and more surprised, Chu Yuan finished his words, flicked his snow-white robe, and flew away in the air.

There was a sudden silence in the yard.

Lu Yang was still digesting the emotional information left by Chu Yuan, and while he couldn't believe it, he couldn't help feeling grateful and moved.

The orthodox master had treated him so tenderly.

All the darkness and cruelty are hidden in unknown corners.If he is always a child, always a disciple of Yuntang who walks the right path, will those disgusting confrontations and determinations that will tear his heart and lungs will never appear again?

Lu Yang had a weak thought of "it doesn't matter if you don't become a demon", but it was only fleeting.

A moment later, he pulled out the former Passing Water, now renamed Duanmang Killing Sword by his uncle, and cut through the void with one sword, and also killed all the swaying and hesitation in his heart.

He remembered that Ning Nineteen had listed a lot of benefits of walking the right path for him, and today, there seemed to be one more item.

But his answer remained the same——

"I reject."

"All the people I have killed, and those who want to kill me, I remember clearly!"

"I refuse to forget!"

Lu Yang didn't bother to think whether it was the sins of his previous life that aroused other people's malice toward him, or whether the malice of others made him unwilling to wash away his sins in this life.

He only knows that in this Penglai, in this real world, except for a few people who are willing to treat him with sincerity, the rest of them have all - all will - half-hiddenly bared their blood-stained and ferocious fangs at him .They seemed to like to see him struggling, and the same emotion was surging in Lu Yang's heart.

As long as you walk down the warm Qianxiu Peak, you can breathe the cold and real air, and you can see the darkness and cruelty in the corner.

The prelude to the war is about to begin.

Who are you ready for?

Lu Yang slammed the Duanmang Killing Sword into the ground, turned around and went back to the house to change clothes, and by the way, recalled the target to pay attention to after going out.

The first one was the ten-year-old boy he was about to bump into head-on, the junior brother Wu Zhenwu whom he spoiled so much back then.