A hundred years have passed, withered years and vague feelings.

Even though thousands of words are in a state of mind, they are speechless.

Beauty will always be old, and heroes will eventually turn white.

Recalling the past, tyrannical love with swords, chasing the wind from the end of the world, singing around the world through the sky.

I sigh that today is over, the prosperity is gone, the passion is gone, and only a touch of vicissitudes expresses the sorrows of the world.

The world is defeated by the years, and its vicissitudes of appearance and its ambitions are exhausted.

Looking at Wan Jianyi, Chu Yang's mood fluctuated.

What would he do if he hadn't obtained the bronze door? I'm afraid he had already piled up with loess. What ambition? What kind of passion? What kind of heroes and children's love is gone with the flowing water. Who can still remember it after a hundred years?

Traveling through the world, hundreds of years of vicissitudes, witnessing prosperity and getting used to suffering, what are you leaving behind?

Silent to the moon.

Loneliness in my heart.

Lu Xueqi in the distance kept staring at Chu Yang, with a complicated expression, her eyes flashing, and she was worried that she didn't want Chu Yang to be in disagreement with her master.

But she knew Chu Yang's temperament, and she was very domineering.

She was also a little slight in her words.

I can only watch silently.

Even as Wan Jian arrived, she just glanced at Chu Yang and continued to look at Chu Yang. She suddenly saw the loneliness in the other person's eyes and the sorrow in her heart. For some reason, her chest felt suffocated.

Chu Yang's eyes turned, and when he saw Lu Xueqi's eyes, he was slightly stunned, smiled, and walked slowly over.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect were all attracted by the appearance of Wan Jianyi. Even if the disciples noticed him, they were just afraid.

Soon, Chu Yang came to Lu Xueqi, stood still, and said gently: "Would you like to leave with me?"

His dissatisfaction with what was happening in front of him had already passed by the wind.

Get used to being domineering.

It is inevitable that you act arrogantly.

What happened today is ultimately his mistake.

"I……!"

Lu Xueqi couldn't speak.

"My friend, you must give us an explanation for what happened today, and then discuss other things!" Wan Jian moved across the sky and came to Chu Yang. His vicissitudes of face remained unchanged from the past. "You are disturbed by my Qingyun Sect. If you let you leave, look at the world, what face does I Qingyun have?"

"Okay!" Chu Yang nodded without changing his gaze, and then opened his mouth to express the Bing Xinjue that had been incorporated into some Buddhist mysteries.

Wan Jianyi and others were stunned.

They never thought that Chu Yang would be so straightforward, even without hiding it, so that all the disciples of Qingyun Sect could hear it.

After a few sentences, all the Qingyun Sect disciples, including Daoxuan, listened intently.

Especially Daoxuan, he listened very seriously.

Lu Xueqi on the opposite side smiled.

Very sweet and very happy!

A verse ends.

The people around them stood still and felt the meaning.

After a cup of tea, Wan Jian sighed: "If I had this technique already...!"

He didn't continue, but the implication was obvious. If he had had this technique, his master would not have been retaliated against by the Zhuxian Sword, nor would he have been lonely and regretful for a hundred years.

"Is this skill enough?"

Chu Yang finally turned around and asked.

"Enough!" Wan Jian nodded and shook his head again, "But you have destroyed the Ancient Moon Cave of Fantasy Moon, and you need an explanation!"

As he said that, he turned around and looked at Daoxuan Zhenren.

"Sector, senior brother!" Wan Jian bowed and bowed, and paused, "When his sinned disciple Wan Jianyi is willing to ask Chu Yang for advice and fight for Qingyun. No matter how good or bad the matter is revealed?"

Zhenren Daoxuan stared at Wan Jian for a long time, and a complex look flashed in his eyes, and finally nodded: "I'll leave it to you!"

"Abide by the order!"

Wan Jianyi took the order politely.

Tian Buyi and others in the distance were all shocked.

They couldn't help but think of the scene more than a hundred years ago, the former leader was devilish, and Daoxuan controlled the leader and asked Wan Jianyi to kill his master.

They can't forget that scene until now.

"Come on the sword!"

Wan Jianyi shouted loudly and reached out to grab it. The dragon-slaying sword in Lin Jingyu's hand roared and a flying shield came.

"Dragon-slaying Sword!"

He gently stroked the long sword, and the sword was as blue as water, and immediately shone brightly, trembling like a dragon's roar, and its power surged.

The Dragon Slaying Sword is shining blue all over, very cool and beautiful, and the sword body has a dragon shape.

This sword was made of green crystals that took the extremely painful land in the southern border. When the sword was completed, there was thunder and the rain fell like dragon blood, so it was called: Killing Dragon.

Kill countless evil spirits.

If you want to use this sword, you must move forward bravely and use attack as your defense. Even if you do not practice enough, you must also be determined to kill all the strong enemies. This is the case, you must not exert your divine power.

Only a person with righteousness and a strong and courageous man can make the Dragon-Slaying Sword roar in the blue sky and kill demons!

Wan Jian thrust his body, and he was no longer a withered old man. Ling Xiao's sword intent wanted to break through the sky.

His sword intent moved all the disciples of Qingyun Sect.

"It's about Qingyun's face, I won't show mercy!"

Wan Jian looked at Chu Yang with a sonorous tone.

"please!"

Chu Yang signaled.

Wan Jianyi obviously cultivated Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao to the Taiqing realm, which is equivalent to the realm of the transformation of the gods, and is even deeper than Dao Xuan's magic power.

Especially with sword intent, it is even more powerful.

After all, a hundred years ago, he was called the strongest genius in the ages, and he could be compared with Aoye Ancestor.

Although he was sad for a hundred years, he stayed alone in the ancestor's ancestral hall and did not lose his cultivation, but instead took it a step further.

Swish...!

Ten thousand swords rose into the sky and came to the sky.

There is no place for fighting below.

Chu Yang followed closely.

"My Qingyun lineage has four true sword techniques. I only love to kill ghosts and gods!" The sound of Wan Jian rumbled, like thunder, "The righteous spirit of heaven and earth will last forever. I don't ask for killing immortals, but killing ghosts and gods."

The sound fell and a sword broke out.

The sword intent condensed to the extreme, the invincible will, killing immortals and demons, killing everything, nothing can be stopped, the sword light cuts through the sky and descends to Chu Yang's throat.

"What a 'Slaying Dragon Sword with all the swords, and killing ghosts and gods with all the swords'"

Chu Yang let out a long roar, and blood flowed.

With the clenched fist, Huangdi Shanhe Fist condensed the true essence of earth. The boxing technique is heavy, carrying everything, and contains the power to suppress all things.

The fist broke out of the void, and a sacred mountain appeared on the fist, moving forward, shattering the sword light, and ten thousand swords retreated far away.

A drop of blood appeared on Chu Yang's fist, and then the sword intent was removed and the slight wound healed.

"What a Wan Jianyi, come again!"

Stepping into the sky is a step to escape.

He had caught up with him in a blink of an eye, his fists were blazing with yellow light, and he was blazing left and right, extremely violent.

The void burst out and the energy flowed across the air.

Shocking all mountains and shaking the sky.

When the Qingyun Sect disciples saw Chu Yang showing great power, they completely suppressed Wan Jianyi and were shocked.

"How could he be so powerful that even Senior Brother Wan is no match for?"

Su Ru murmured.

"For more than a hundred years, Senior Brother Wan must have spent the past century in regret and wasted his cultivation time. Otherwise, how could he be suppressed by him, a little guy?"
To be continued...