A whole new world opened up in front of them. It was like a virgin land that could be exploited by others. The mercenaries' beastly blood boiled in their bodies, and the urge to do whatever they wanted burned in their blood.
"Everyone, listen, the captain has an order. No private activities are allowed. Anyone who leaves the ten-mile radius without the permission of the captain will be killed without mercy." A middle-aged man with one eye and one arm shouted on the battleship, and a man stood on his shoulder. The pure white dragon falcon has a terrifying aura.
This is the steward of the Black Blood Dragon Mercenary Group.
A ruthless and terrifying existence.
As soon as he spoke, the mercenaries all fell silent and did not dare to make any noise. He obviously had a high prestige.
But there was only one person who seemed to have not heard the steward's words and walked away by himself.
This is a young man who looks to be in his early twenties.
He was dressed in a green shirt, with long black hair as thick as a waterfall, and a slender figure. His eyes were complex and full of surprise. He looked at everything around him with a deep feeling of nostalgia on his face. He murmured: "I'm back." , I finally came back..."
He walked forward step by step, completely ignoring the words of the one-eyed and one-armed steward.
"Bah!" The dragon falcon on the steward's shoulder flapped its wings, piercing the void like a white lightning bolt.
"This kid is going to be in trouble." A mercenary gloated.
Having seen too many unruly mercenaries being torn to pieces by this dragon falcon with holy-level combat power, many old mercenaries had already regarded the young man in green shirt as a dead man. This time, in order to invade the new In this world, the Black Blood Dragon Mercenary Group has recruited a lot of newcomers, and these newcomers will definitely be regarded as cannon fodder. Every one of them is unruly and unruly. It is time to deal with one of them and show the monkey to the chicken. .
The white dragon falcon vibrated its wings, its eyes fixed on the cyan figure, and it swooped down like a bolt of lightning. There was thunder light between the sharp claws, and even the void was twisted under the claws.
The one-eyed and amputated steward looked ruthless, with a trace of cruelty flashing deep in his eyes.
If you don't listen to him, you will die.
Otherwise, the entire mercenary group would not rebel
far away.
The young man seemed not to have sensed the attack of the terrifying dragon falcon, and still walked slowly step by step. It was early spring in the northern region, but the snow was still thick, giving people a feeling of coldness.
In an instant, Dragon Falcon's sharp claws almost caught his shoulders.
At this moment, the young man's shoulders shook slightly.
call out!
A sword light burst out.
"Bah!" Long Falcon screamed miserably, and was hit by the sword light without any suspense. With a loud bang, it exploded into blood mist that filled the sky, and its white feathers scattered messily.
Instant kill!
In one blow, the holy dragon falcon exploded.
The smiles on the faces of the mercenaries who were gloating and waiting to see the excitement froze.
The one-eyed, one-armed steward on the big ship also stayed where he was for a moment.
This young man... is so strong!
For a moment, no one dared to stop him.
On the way here, the mercenaries who had deliberately provoked the young man broke out in a cold sweat. Only then did they realize that they had been in the hands of death. If the young man hadn't been unwilling to argue with them, he would have just I'm afraid they have died hundreds of times, right
Including the ruthless steward, his eyes narrowed slightly. Losing the Dragon Falcon was a huge blow to him, because it was an important part of the steward's combat power. There was a cold light in his eyes, but he did not take action. .
Because he had already seen that the young man was too strong and he was no match for him.
Unless the leader personally takes action...
He looked back and saw that the door of the command cabin of the big ship was tightly closed. The terrifying and terrifying captain did not say anything. The manager did not believe that the captain did not see this scene, so there was only one explain-
The group leader didn't want to mess with that boy either.
"What kind of guy did you bring to the Endless Continent?" The steward was even more surprised.
…
Less than half a day.
The figure of the young man in green shirt and black hair appeared under the mountain gate of Wenjian Sect.
He stood quietly by the sword washing pool and looked up. His handsome face could not hide his excitement, but soon this excitement turned into confusion, and a solemn look appeared on the young man's face.
"Why...there are so few people?"
He was stunned.
Because he sensed that there were not many people at the mountain gate, which was completely different from what he had imagined.
"Could it be..."
He had a bad feeling in his heart.
The next moment, his body swayed and he arrived at the mountain gate in an instant.
The once prosperous mountain gate was covered with thick yellow leaves. It was obvious that the guarding formation of Wenjian Sect's mountain gate had become disordered. In his memory, according to the control of the formation, it should be the same as the outside climate, with green trees. The early spring is full of lush green grass, but now the season on the mountain gate is clearly bleak autumn.
The breeze blows and the dust flies.
It seems that it has not been cleaned for too long, dust is everywhere, many martial arts buildings have been covered with spider webs, all kinds of weeds are overgrown, and there are even fat hares scurrying around. Some buildings have even collapsed, and the original towers have collapsed. The stone statues were also covered in dust.
Everywhere you looked, it was a bleak scene.
"Empty?" The young man in Tsing Yi stood there blankly, the disappointment in his heart was indescribable. He suddenly thought of something, and a flash of light shot through the back mountain area like lightning.
Arriving in a blink of an eye.
The spiritual energy here is a little more abundant. The young man found that the garbage area in the back hill was different from what he remembered. There were many new buildings and halls. It was much better than the smelly environment in the past. These were obviously It was built later.
But these buildings are still covered in dust and cobwebs, and they have obviously not been inhabited for too long.
"There aren't many signs of fighting. It doesn't look like they were invaded, but why is there no one left?" The young man joked to himself, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived at the garbage cliff at the back of the mountain.
Looking around, he looked a little dull.
It was originally supposed to be a bottomless crypt abyss. I remember that at that time, countless disciples of the Wenjian Sect were forced into the howling abyss to mine, but now the crypt abyss has disappeared and been replaced by a huge pit. , as if the entire back mountain had been hollowed out.
"The entire back mountain has disappeared...could it be taken away by people from the Splitting Sky Sword Sect?" The young man thought of what happened in the past, and couldn't help but feel the murderous intent burning in his heart. This time when he comes back, he will never let Splitting Sky go. Jian Zong.
But at this time, he was more worried about the safety of his sect.
What happened here after I left.
At this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Because the wind came from behind, three or four figures appeared, all of them were extremely powerful, and they slowly pushed over. They were not from Wenjian Sect.
"Friend, I see you are very cool. Please give me your number. Are you from that sect? What are you doing here?" The leader, a middle-aged scribe with a sinister expression, looked at the young man with a threatening look. Have good intentions.
The young man glanced at the three of them casually, looked at the huge empty pit in front of him, and said, "Who are you? Why are you in my home?"
your home
The four people were stunned for a moment, and then they seemed to realize something. A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged scribe at the head, and he said: "Are you a member of the Wenjian Sect?"
"Asking Sword Sect Qingshan Dongyuan Fang Tianyi." The young man reported this name seriously. For him, this name has a very special meaning.
"Fang Tianyi? Never heard of it," a bearded man with a beard sneered, "But since you are a member of Wenjian Sect, then you should just be captured without hesitation. It is my duty to make meritorious deeds. Haha, after guarding for half a year, Finally I got a trash fish."
Fang Tianyi frowned slightly and said, "Are you rounding up the disciples of Wenjian Sect?"
"What's going on? Hahaha..." The bearded man grinned ferociously.
call out!
A sword light appeared across the sky.
All four of them felt a chill in front of their eyes, and their eyes couldn't see anything for a moment. Their eyeballs were stung by the bright sword light, and they were immediately frightened and immediately retreated.
When they could see the scene again, the three middle-aged scribes were horrified to see the bearded man with a desperate look on his face. His huge body shook, his head rolled down, and blood arrows spurted out from his chest, and he died. remove.
"Go and die." Fang Tianyi said calmly.
Such arrogant and conceited words, if they had been said a moment ago, would definitely make the three middle-aged scribes look down upon them, but at this time, they have the intimidating power of death. The strength of the middle-aged strong man is an intermediate saint level. There were top strong men within tens of thousands of miles, but they couldn't even take a single move from this young man and were instantly killed. The other three people asked themselves that even if they were a little stronger than the middle-aged man, they couldn't stop him. The sword of the young man in green shirt.
"Walk!"
The middle-aged scribe shouted, turned around and ran away.
But the next moment, he was horrified to find that an unprecedented terrifying aura was overwhelming like ancient mountains. No matter how he activated the profound energy in his body, he could not fly at all. He could not even move his fingers. Less than.
What power is this
Could it be... the aura of the Supreme God Realm
When the three saint-level experts realized this, their faces turned pale with fright, and they no longer had any luck in their hearts. They thought about the legend about Wenjian Sect. Did Ding Hao really move all the sects into the fairy world, and this person in front of him? I asked the disciples of the Sword Sect, could it be that they came from the immortal world? Otherwise, how could his strength be so terrifying
"Who are you?" Fang Tianyi asked calmly with his back turned.
The three of them looked at each other and said nothing.
Fang Tianyi smiled slightly, a sword light roared, and the head of another saint-level strongman was chopped off. Since he was the enemy of Wenjian Sect, he would not show any mercy in his attacks. The experience in the past few years has made him His heart became as hard as iron.
"You... we are people. Although your strength is strong, my background is also..." Another strong man in the Holy Realm yelled in shock and anger.
call out!
Another sword light.
Halfway through the man's words, his body was split into two, and even his soul could not escape before he was completely killed.
The remaining middle-aged scribes were so frightened that their whole bodies were shaking like chaff.
How could he meet such a murderous god