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Chapter 1 Prologue

"Who are you? Why did you come and chase me from a thousand miles? It seems that there is no grudge between you and me?"

A middle-aged man in his thirties, with a stubborn face and vicissitudes of life, looked at the man wearing a hat and a worn cloak opposite him, and said in a steady tone.

This man started from Xixing Kingdom, running wildly, chasing him reluctantly, and followed him to this deserted land of people and yellow sand. Even if it was a thousand miles away, he never stopped.

"There is no grudge? Humph! In the twelfth month of the seventh year of the Reformation of Wuxu, the Eastern Region Silver Snow Country, Ao Shen City, under the snowy night, you killed all the Chen family of forty-three, and even the three-year-old child was not spared. The bright red blood dyed the entire Chen family brightly. Have you forgotten?"

The man wearing a shabby cloak flashed with hatred in his eyes. When he returned to the middle-aged man's words, he watched the person in front of him and wiped out the Chen family, which had no power to resist, and he hated that he was unable to save the forty-three lives at that time.

"So that's it! The season was not good that year. It was a chaotic world. Only strong people could survive. I was also entrusted by others. For loyal people, I only blame them for offending people who should not be offended. At the same time, there is a saying, "I want to use people's money to eliminate disasters for others."

When the middle-aged man saw the other party say this, his lips raised slightly and showed a chuckling. That year, he did kill many people overnight. Even he didn't know how many people he killed that night. The snow on that night was particularly heavy, and the snow and moon in the night sky seemed particularly cold.

He didn't expect that someone would remember the incident that night, and even more so, someone would come to seek revenge for this. At that time, he didn't want to commit such a murder.

My heart is towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch.

"Don't you feel a little forced to say this? I also have a saying here, saying that killing people to pay their lives, owing debts and paying them, and one life for forty-three lives is already a bonus." The man in the shabby cloak lowered his head and gritted his teeth, and said dullly.

Today, no matter what, he will take down the other party's head to pay tribute to the dead soul of the Chen family and comfort the deceased spirit in heaven.

"Come on! Let me see how strong the people who have chased me for thousands of miles are! Even if they die, they are worth mercy." The middle-aged man looked at the other party, and the smile on his lips became more and more intense. The stronger the enemy, the happier he became, and the fighting spirit in his heart still arose.

The man in the cloak held the hilt of the sword tightly and looked up slightly. He clearly saw the smile on the other person's face, which made a trace of curiosity flash in his heart, curious about why the other person wanted to laugh, but he knew that curiosity killed the cat, and curiosity flashed by.

"Swoosh!"

The next second, he moved, no longer silent. The long sword in his hand was deshewn out. The sword was refracted in the strong sunlight. His whole body was like an arrow shot out, heading towards the middle-aged man quickly. The murderous intent and sword energy burst out at the same time, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the other party's life gate.

Feeling the sword energy and murderous intent, the middle-aged man naturally would not sit and wait for death. When the sword approached, he also pulled out the nine-ring moon-scissor in his hand, and the scabbard fell heavily on the yellow sand.

"Clang"

The instant collision between the sword made a crisp sound, which sounded in the bottom of the ears. After that moment of collision, the two bodies separated.

But neither side gave the other party a chance to fight back. Without firmly standing, he rushed towards the other party again. The sword light and sword shadows flashed. As they moved, the yellow sand under their feet flew between the swords and swords.

"Yellow sand all over the sky"

After a few tentative moves between the man in the cloak and the middle-aged man, he saw that the other party did not lose his momentum, so he directly used the sword technique. His sword technique was not suitable for the current region, but the current environment was suitable for him, which strengthened his sword technique a little. When he danced the sword technique, the yellow sand everywhere seemed to be driven by the sword, and more and more drifted away.

"Chen!"

The man in the cloak was upright and the rolled up yellow sand turned into a giant sword the next second, standing behind him, as if the yellow sand was about to submerge him.

"kill"

The man in the cloak shouted loudly, pointed the long sword in his hand forward, and the giant yellow sand sword behind him roared directly towards the middle-aged man. The sword energy was mixed with the loess aura, but the loess aura deeply covered his murderous intent, making the other party unable to feel it.

Facing such a strong sword force, the middle-aged man stood there without changing his face. He seemed to have thought about how to crack the other party's move.

In an instant.

The giant sword gathered with yellow sand reached the middle-aged man's face, only two steps away. However, the middle-aged man directly waved the quick knife in his hand, stood up with his back hand, and blocked him. However, the giant sword gathered with yellow sand was like a tofu that scattered when touched, and it dispersed as soon as it touched the blade, which surprised the middle-aged man.

The giant yellow sand sword collapsed, and the dust raised up made people unable to see the direction clearly. The man in the cloak disappeared, making the middle-aged man unable to notice the slightest breath of his breath, but the middle-aged man was still stable, without moving at all, and carefully observed the surroundings.

"bite!"

A metal collision sounded, and a long sword stabbed the middle-aged man's back, but a knife blocked the front of the sword, and the sword was as if it was still, stalemate.

"You actually blocked this move, and few people could block this move,"

The man in the cloak stood behind the middle-aged man, holding a long sword in his hand, and still lowered his head and said, "He used this yellow sand all over the sky at first to confuse the other party, and took the opportunity to kill the other party with one blow, but unexpectedly he was blocked by the other party."

"A move is a good move, but unfortunately you have revealed your murderous intent. The method of hiding your breath is pretty good."

"It seems that my strength is still not enough, but even if I am defeated, I will kill you, and I have avenged the Chen family." Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the man in the cloak sighed lightly, but his face still showed ruthlessness. Even if he died, he would put the other party to death.

"Why do you want to do this? You will kill me even if you don't hesitate to give your life. It seems that the demise of the Chen family has nothing to do with you."

The middle-aged man also showed a helpless look. Why did the other party fight hard? Moreover, he and the other party have no deep hatred, but the other party has to kill him at the cost of his life.

"Because the young lady of the Chen family, among the forty-three people you killed, is my real sister. Avenging my sister is my biggest thing now. No one or more things can stop what I want to accomplish."

The man with cloak had a look full of hatred. Thinking about what happened back then, he wanted to immediately peel the person in front of him.

"Since that's the case! There's nothing to say,"

Seeing that he said this, the middle-aged man did not blindly defend and directly launched an attack. The nine-ring moon scimitar in his hand slashed at the opponent like a bamboo shoot. The speed was no less than that of a sword practitioner, and his strength was not weak. Being able to practice sword skills to such a state can be considered a master of swordsmanship.

When the man in the cloak saw that the quick knife fell, he raised his sword and blocked it with his backhand, trying to block the falling knife, but the falling knife only realized that he could not stop it when he collided with his sword.

A heavy force hit him, but he failed to catch it, causing him to retreat one after another, with long scratches in the yellow sand of his feet, and a strong tremor between his hands.

"Puchi!"

Just as he stood firm and had not yet reacted, a dagger stabbed his heart impartially, and the warm and bright red blood flowed out along the dagger.

Until his death, he didn't understand why the other party was a person who had practiced it, so he was as fast as his sword skills, so fast that he didn't even have a chance to react. He was unwilling to accept it.

"You! You...!"

The man with cloak also flowed out of his mouth. He stood there, holding the dagger on his chest, pointed at the other party and said a few words, then fell heavily on the yellow sand. The blood flowed out of his body, dyeing the yellow sand into red sand.

The middle-aged man watched the other person fall down, but did not laugh out loudly and remained silent. He watched the other person die, but he did not feel any joy in his heart. But when he came to his senses, he truly realized that there were many fine needles on his chest, which were so thin that they could not be discovered without looking carefully.

The fine needle is covered with poison, which is a chronic poison. He uses sword techniques and body techniques in this way to accelerate blood circulation and accelerate the speed of the poison.

Gradually, the middle-aged man's face began to change, the blue veins on his forehead swelled up, his eyes were covered with blood, toxins attacked his head, causing him to throw away the knife in his hand and struggle in the yellow sand with his head in his arms.

Time passes gradually.

The middle-aged man no longer struggled and was completely attacked by toxins, and died in the yellow sand like a man in the cloak. The wind in the yellow sand land became heavier and stronger, covering up their bodies.
Chapter completed!
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