Broken blade drinks blood, Sirius returns to his throne

When the five pieces of cold light were about to reach Meng Tianlang, they magically merged into one sword, and then struck Meng Tianlang like lightning.

An unrivaled sword!

Seeing that Meng Tianlang was about to run away and die under Ye Piaoling's sword, Meng Tianlang quickly made a "donkey roll" on the spot and rolled to the side.

Meng Tianlang avoided Ye Piaoling's sharp sword, but the thing behind him did not avoid it!

With a "boom", the huge front of the Hummer behind Meng Tianlang was split open by Ye Piaoling's sword. The vehicle's skin rolled out, and you could see that the parts inside were broken in half where the sword had scratched it!

If that terrifying sword struck Meng Tianlang's body, it would definitely split the wolf into two halves!

Ye Piaoling did not stop holding the sword in his hand. He hated Meng Tianlang, this bastard, to the core. Compared with Murong Jue, he was the one who was always arrogant.

Arrogant and arrogant!

"Sword Cuts Nine Provinces" Ye Piaoling knocked Murong Jue back two steps and rolled his 'Broken Blade' towards Meng Tianlang again. He did not give Meng Tianlang any chance to escape!

It is also a sword carrying the power of wind and thunder!

When Meng Tianlang saw this sword, he felt helpless in his heart! Even his huge body felt how small he was under this sword!

Can't escape!

It was his luck that Meng Tianlang was able to escape just now, but luck will not always be with him!

At this time, Meng Tianlang's feeling of death was particularly clear, as if he could see the arrival of the God of Death.

I have ended many lives with my own hands. I have brought the God of Death and let the God of Death take away all the people I dislike. But this time, the God of Death has come again!

The difference from before was that this time it was not him who summoned the God of Death, which meant that the God of Death did not listen to him.

This god of death has come to take you away!

Meng Tianlang seemed unwilling to die under his opponent's sword like this!

He remembered that he came today to destroy others, not to be destroyed by others! So he, Meng Tianlang, is also a person who fights against the sky!

He will once again compete with fate for the control of life and death! But the direction of life and death is not with him, nor with fate, but is controlled by Ye Piaoling's sword!

Meng Tianlang raised the ax again, using all his strength, and his divine power was still fully driven. He wanted to spin the leaves into pieces, and even if he died, he still had to fight!

But it’s still a step too late!

He can't do it anymore!

Meng Tianlang was very confused. He didn't understand why his eyes could see his back so clearly, right?

When Meng Tianlang felt his bald head coming into contact with the yellow mud and sand again, he already understood that he was finished!

He actually died like this!

Not willing to give in!

Regret should not come here!

Now there is a ghost of Meng Tianlang, a bald man named Wanwan**, in the desert. Today, someone added a touch of blood to the yellow sand.

Since ancient times, it has been the most glorious thing for a man to die on the battlefield and be shrouded in corpses. Now that Meng Tianlang has died in the desert, he should be satisfied!

Meng Tianlang died, and the big ax without any traction continued to spin forward and fly towards the sky. This was the most powerful ax in Meng Tianlang's life, and it was also the last ax in his life!

An ax before death can open a mountain!

This ax has endless power, but it also has its moments of poverty!

A "ding!" sound was embedded in the smooth stone wall nearby.

Anyone who has been here will notice that there is a huge smooth stone wall with a big ax chiselled on it, about six or seven meters high. This stone wall has therefore become a scenic spot in the desert.

It wasn't until many years later that a young man climbed up, took down the axe, and inherited the axe.

After Ye Piaoling chopped off Meng Tianlang's bald head, he pointed the sword edge at Murong Jue. It seemed that Murong Jue still couldn't escape Ye Piaoling's sharp sword.

The moves are still so powerful and unmatched!

Just when Ye Piaoling's sword was about to pierce Murong Jue, Ye Piaoling seemed to have thought of something, so he deflected the sword's edge. The long sword that was supposed to hit Murong Jue was the stab, and the sharp peak instantly lifted Murong Jue's right shoulder.

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"Ah!" "Ah!" Murong Jue, who was injured by Ye Piaoling's sword, screamed loudly, but it was not because of the pain he was injured!

He shouted loudly, it was for one person, Meng Tianlang.

Meng Tianlang, his brother in life and death!

"Ah!" Roaring to the sky, Murong Jue thrust his two sticks vertically into the ground, and then he knelt heavily on his knees next to the headless body of Meng Tianlang, making two big holes in the sand!

"Alang!" Murong Jue let out a heartbreaking cry.

He couldn't believe what he saw! Meng Tianlang, the master of the White Tiger Clan who had been with him for more than ten years and traveled almost all over China, died under the sword of such a young man!

And his head was chopped off!

How cruel it is for him!

The yellow sand on the ground was stained with a thick layer of blood, which was scarlet and pungent to the nose. It would make you vomit just looking at it!

Even the people outside the venue felt sick when they saw this situation, but they still faced such cruel reality with their eyes open, because they were slaughtered by these two people before!

Meng Tianlang, who was like a slayer of gods just now, lost his life like this!

In the blink of an eye, history is carved into eternity!

Throwing heads, spilling blood, sometimes calm and sometimes turbulent is the rivers and lakes!

"A Lang! No, A Lang!" Murong Jue knelt on the headless body of Meng Tianlang and hugged Meng Tianlang and cried loudly, "A Lang, we came together, we should go together!"

It seems that the friendship between Murong Jue and Meng Tianlang is not generally good. This is completely beyond the common sense of people who come out to fool around in the world!

Since joining the gang, apart from the brothers in his own family, the only one who dared to call Murong Jue his brother was Meng Tianlang.

Ye Piaoling was deeply moved when he saw Murong Jue like this. In his mind, the world was dirty, dirty, dark, hypocritical, but it seemed like the first time he saw the friendship between Murong Jue and Meng Tianlang.

If they were relatives, it would be understandable to be so sad, but the two of them are evil figures who do all kinds of evil!

Aren't all the gangsters ruthless and murderous? How could there be such a deep friendship? Ye Piaoling didn't know the friendship between Meng Tianlang and Murong Jue.

Ye Piaoling put one hand behind his back and held the sword in the other, looking at Murong Jue like this. The "Broken Blade" was still so white and radiant.

It is the characteristic of the 'Broken Blade' to kill people without being stained with blood. The blood sticking to the sword seems to be absorbed by the 'Broken Blade'. In fact, this is not the case. Swords that are extremely sharp and have short hair are not stained with blood.

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Because of the sharpness, the cutting speed is too fast!

It was over before there was any time to get blood.

"Qiang!" There was another dragon roar, and Ye Piaoling inserted the "broken blade" back into the sword ribbon.

"Murong Jue, I won't kill you this time! Just leave!" Ye Piaoling said to Murong Jue who was crying on Meng Tianlang's body.

In fact, what Ye Piaoling wanted to say was not like this. He found a reason for himself, "Keep Murong Jue alive because someone needs to collect Meng Tianlang's body!"

Carrying a long sword on his back, Ye Piaoling turned around and left without looking back. Lie Huo, who was not holding anyone's hand, followed behind him. This beast had already recognized Ye Piaoling as his master.

The same goes for Shan Yu's brother, sister and a group of subordinates.

Because Ye Piaoling saved all their lives, they had already accepted that they were Ye Piaoling's followers.

After walking for a long time, until the sunset had completely set, there was only a gray color that had not existed for a long time on the horizon!

On this day, the day passed. The night shrouded the entire desert!

The night wind roars, cold and desolate!

This world is really:

"The right and wrong in life are the most unpredictable. Don't be reckless in your life."
Chapter completed!