Suddenly, the long sword in Jian Chen's hand broke away from Jian Chen's control. At this moment, the long sword seemed to have turned into a spiritual sword. It actually turned into a ray of light at a lightning-like speed towards a hundred meters away. Dugu seeks defeat and shoots away.
The speed of the long sword is very fast, which is unbelievably fast. When Dugu Qiufeng just reacted, the long sword has already reached the throat of Dugu Qiufeng, and then with a strong sword energy, in the horrified eyes of Dugu Qiufeng. , passed directly through his throat, and after that, the long sword circled in a large circle in the air under a layer of misty white sword gate, and automatically flew back to Jian Chen's hand.
There was a fist-sized hole in Dugu Qiufei's throat. Although the long sword in Jian Chen's hand was very thin, the sword glow around the sword's body still caused the wound on Dugu Qiubai's throat to expand to the size of a fist.
Dugu Qiufei's eyes widened, staring at the long sword that had returned to Jian Chen's hand, his face full of disbelief, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world, he opened his mouth slightly, as if He wanted to say something, but unfortunately his throat had been pierced and he could no longer speak. Finally, with a face full of unwillingness and horror, he slowly fell down.
Jian Chen held the long sword in his hand, silently watching Dugu Qiu defeat, who fell one step ahead of him, and sighed secretly in his heart. He didn't expect that at this last moment, he would break through again and reach the realm of mastering the sword with a god. , but at this time, he was not far from death.
With a secret sigh, the look in Jian Chen's eyes gradually darkened. Although his strength broke through again, he could not escape death. After all, his heart had been pierced by Dugu Qiufei's sword.
Afterwards, Jian Chen also followed in the footsteps of Dugu seeking defeat, and his body slowly fell down.
Just as Jian Chen fell, the two sword-shaped peaks on which he and Dugu Qiufei were standing suddenly made a loud noise. All around, the purple and blue light filled the sky, illuminating the world. At this moment, the entire sky was filled with purple and blue light. Unfortunately, Jian Chen and Dugu Qiufeng were no longer able to know. What happened next...
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In a large and luxurious mansion, in a splendidly decorated house, a large group of people gathered in front of a door at the moment, and the first one was a young man, walking around in front of the door, his face With an expression of indescribable anxiety and a bit of worry, the young man was about thirty years old and had a handsome appearance. Although he was approaching middle age, he still couldn't hide the handsomeness on his face when he kissed him that year. Dressed in a white robe embroidered with gold threads, he has the aura of a superior person, his face is full of fortitude, and his brows are now tightly wrinkled into a ball.
And three meters away from the door, a group of about 30 people stood there with worried faces. Some of them were old and young, and the older ones seemed to be in their 60s or 70s. Full of white hair and wrinkled faces, despite this, those eyes flashed with a shocking divine light, and judging from the divine light in their eyes, one would even think that they were not like one at all. An old man, but a middle-aged man with a strong body and a fierce spirit. Most of the rest are middle-aged men in their thirties and forties, all of them are arrogant and bright, and at a glance they know that they are all extraordinary people.
And in the room opposite them, a woman's painful slaps were constantly heard.
"Madam, work hard, work hard, it's coming out soon, it's coming out soon..." A somewhat eager voice sounded immediately, and the voice seemed a little old, and as soon as I heard it, I knew that the owner of the voice was not too young. And also female.
Outside the door, the middle-aged man who was walking around anxiously in front of the door suddenly stopped and said eagerly, "Alas... It's been a whole day and night, why hasn't Yun'er been born yet? If it drags on like this, I'm afraid it will also cause unfavorable phenomena to Yun'er." The young man's voice was full of worry, and he seemed worried.
"Patriarch, don't worry, Mrs. Yun will be fine, don't forget that Mrs. Yun is a Saint Master of Light." An old man with white hair and wrinkles on his face persuaded, although his tone He was full of confidence, but he still couldn't hide the worried look on his face.
"Sigh..." The young man wearing a white robe with a high-ranking temperament sighed heavily again, and the anxious and worried expression on his face remained undiminished.
Then a group of people waited outside the door for more than two hours, and finally, an excited voice came from the room: "Patriarch, Patriarch, Mrs. Yun is born, Mrs. Yun is born, mother and child are safe, it's a boy. "The voice was full of excitement.
Hearing the sound, the worried look on the face of the young man who was waiting anxiously outside the door was finally swept away, replaced by excitement and excitement on his face, and then he didn't say anything, just pushed open the door and disappeared in a flash. No, the speed is really unbelievable, definitely not the ability of an ordinary person.
The young man immediately came to a large bed in the room, sat beside the bed, looked at the woman lying on the bed with concern, and said, "Yun'er, how are you, are you alright!" The voice was soft and full of meaning of concern.
Lying on the bed was a young woman in her twenties. She had a beautiful appearance, and she was absolutely gorgeous. Her beautiful face was already dripping with sweat, her face was slightly pale, and her face was exhausted. color.
The woman looked at the young man with tired eyes, with a smile on her face, and said, "My lord, I'm fine, let me see our child."
"Good! Good! Good! Yun'er is fine." A happy smile appeared on the young man's face, then turned to look at the midwife who was holding the child beside him. Just when he was about to speak, he saw the midwife's brows tighten. Wrinkled together tightly, staring strangely at the baby he was holding in his arms, fiddling with his hands and muttering in his mouth, "Cry, cry, you child. , why don't you cry, it's strange, I have been delivering for so long, there are not thousands of children born in my hands, but there are hundreds, this is the first time I have seen a child who didn't cry when he was born."
At this time, a group of people outside entered the room one after another, all with smiles on their faces, and congratulated the woman lying on the bed.
With a happy smile on his face, the middle-aged man said softly to the woman lying on the bed, "Yun'er, lie down for a while, and I'll carry the child over." Then, the young man got up and came to the place. In front of the midwife, he said, "What's the matter? Could it be that there is something wrong with this child?" The young man's tone was a little dark. Some children are born with a natural emergency. This is a very common thing, and it happens. There are not many times, and he is really afraid of something wrong with his child.
Hearing the sound, the midwife looked at the young man with a bitter look on her face, and said respectfully, "My lord, I don't know if there is anything wrong with the young master, but based on my experience in delivering births over the past few decades, I don't know. , Every child will cry when they are born, but the situation of your young master is a little different, you see, he didn't cry at all when he was born, this is very strange."
Hearing this, the young man frowned and looked at the baby in the hands of the midwife. He saw the baby's big bright eyes without any impurities turning around, staring here for a while, I stared at it for a while, very cute, and it seemed that there was no problem.
However, he didn't see that in the depths of the baby's bright eyes without any impurities, there was deep shock and disbelief.
Then, the young man put one hand on the baby's body, and saw a layer of khaki light suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand.
Seeing the young man's movements, the expression on the midwife's face also became a little disturbed. She was just a small midwife, and she belonged to the lowest level of life. She was really afraid of what would happen to the baby in her arms. Otherwise, if the young man is to blame, the consequences are not something she can bear. Although this matter has nothing to do with her, she has no ability to justify it.
The young man quickly withdrew his hand, and the heart he held in his heart finally let go, a happy smile appeared on his face, and said, "The child is all right, there is no problem at all." Saying that, the young man Just took the baby from the midwife.
Hearing this, the midwife suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, her heart was finally relieved, and a happy smile appeared on her face, saying: "The master said, perhaps this represents the young master. It's extraordinary, the young master will definitely become a peerless powerhouse in the future."
After listening to the midwife's words, the young man couldn't help laughing even though he knew it was all very vague, and said, "Okay, okay, okay, I hope so, come here, fight Give Mother Hong a hundred gold coins."
Hearing this, the midwife looked overjoyed, and immediately said excitedly: "Thank you for the reward from the Patriarch, thank you for the reward from the Patriarch!"
The young man came to the woman lying on the bed with the baby in his arms, and said happily: "Yun'er, look, this is our child, how cute he looks."
The woman known as Yun'er stretched out her arms and hugged the baby, kissed the baby's face affectionately, and said happily: "Husband, since the child is a boy, according to our previous agreement, we will name the child Changyang. Fly to the sky."
The young man laughed and said: "Yes, now I officially named the child and Changyang Xiangtian, come here, invite all the distinguished guests in the city of Luoer, tomorrow I will hold a banquet in my Changyang mansion to celebrate..."
In the blink of an eye, a year has passed. In front of a small lake in a large courtyard, a little boy with a height of less than one meter was standing there blankly, staring at the lake in the center of the small lake. The rockery, the little boy was wearing a gorgeous shirt, and the expression on his face was very complicated. Such an expression appeared on a little boy who was less than three years old at first glance, which was quite unusual.
This little boy is Changyang Xiangtian. At this moment, in Changyang Xiangtian's mind, thrilling scenes continue to emerge, as if they were playing a movie, they slowly passed by. It was in an endless mountain range. Inside, on the two sword-shaped peaks, a very handsome young man in his twenties is holding a long sword, fighting fiercely for defeat with the peerless master Dugu, who was invincible across the rivers and lakes a hundred years ago. When he was about to die, his strength broke through again, reaching the realm of "wielding the sword with God", and pierced Dugu's defeat with a sword through his throat, so that both of them eventually perished together.