On a vast plain, spring wheat is growing happily, and rape flowers are in full bloom, full of golden eyes and fragrant nose.Men and women, young and old, the little ones are playing under the eyes, the old ones are strolling in the fields, and more are running around in the fields, bending over the wheat fields, or hoeing weeds, or fertilizing.A peaceful scene Zhao Xiang stood on a dirt road, staring at everything that was familiar, his face revealing a kind of confusion and even intoxication.He dispersed his consciousness again, and his face suddenly showed a heavy surprise and anger, and then he launched the teleportation technique, and it only took a thousandth of a breath to stand at the door of his own house in Zhaojia Village, surrounded by mountains.Zhaojia Village was eerily silent, and it seemed that there was no breath of anyone.Zhao Xiang trembled and pushed the door open., obscure, sour and bitter taste, immediately rushed to the face, like a terrible ghost, as if he wanted to completely devour him in an instant, as if he was sifting chaff, trembling violently Zhao Xiang trembled with his hands, holding on to the door frame, his eyes burst out of the shocking cold mang, and there was a swing frame, but dust had accumulated on it, and many places were covered with moss.The ground paved with green bricks is also covered with moss, and the half-human-high grass is drilled out of the brick joints, gently swaying in the warm sunlight of the spring afternoon, as if telling the glory of the past and paying tribute to the warm time of the past.The house, or the original house swing frame, or the swing frame five years ago, but what about people, that familiar person, where have you gone now, where have you been, where have you been, Dad, mother, brother, you won't have an accident, Zhao Xiang has a head and two big up, in the dark, he has a kind of belief that something happened to the Zhao family, something happened Dad, mother, brother, you, you must not have an accident, don't ah, "Dad, Mom, brother" Three sad and angry cries, which seemed to be condensed by blood and tears, from the depths of the heart, Rushed out of Zhao Xiang's violently undulating chest.Zhao Xiang's echo came from the empty house: Dad, Mom, Brother dust was flying in the long-abandoned house, and a few green tiles even rolled down the roof.In the misty dust, Zhao Xiang seemed to see Zhao Fei in front of him, and he was hit hard in the mouth when he went home to take revenge.The crackling sound of Zhao Fei's mouth being beaten, and a scream that rushed out of his mouth sounded in Zhao Xiang's ears again, almost at the same time, Zhao Xiang seemed to really see the third brother Zhao Fei in front of him, because he couldn't stand the gravity of his palm, his body seemed to grow a pair of wings, and he flew to Zhao Long's side at once.Zhao Xiang twisted his head in pain, he hated himself for being so ruthless, he was actually carried away by hatred, and beat his brother Zhao Fei hard, five years ago, he was only fourteen years old, how could he stand his own slap, this slap of the cultivator Zhao Xiang's poignant echo came from Zhaojia Village, and his voice contained countless hatred: Dad, Mom, brother Zhao Xiang appeared in front of his eyes, the eldest brother Zhao Long, who went home to take revenge and was beaten twice in the mouth by him, and sat on the ground with a butt.In his memory, the two blood lines flowing from the corners of Zhao Long's mouth immediately pulled Zhao Xiang's pain nerves, and there was a violent spasm.He couldn't help but shake the tiger's body.There were also echoes in the surrounding valleys, which were filled with Zhao Xiang's anger, despair, and strong unwillingness.Dad, Mom, and Brother Zhao Xiang saw him, and finally the figure of the second brother Zhao Yun rushing towards him appeared.Or five years ago, Zhao Xiang painfully recalled, I returned to Zhaojia Village like a ghost, whimsically what revenge, and even with his ancient god body that was not weaker than treasures or even immortal weapons, he deliberately endured the sound of two wrist fractures from the second brother Zhao Yun's fists to his chest, from five years ago, this voice was not unfamiliar, but became clearer and clearer like thunder, hammering heavily in the depths of Zhao Xiang's soul Why did all the spiritual power belonging to the third layer of the condensation period gather all the spiritual power in the chest This power, How can Zhao Yun, a mortal who knows nothing, be able to resist it, second brother, now that your wrist is good, is it good?"
no need to howl anymore, Zhao Xiang," a cold and cold voice suddenly came from all directions, "Today, you will either die or obediently follow us." ”Quickly withdrawing from his grief, Zhao Xiangqiang held back the surging emotions, did not turn around, but scattered the waves of divine consciousness, and asked lightly: "You killed my parents and brothers" Hahaha laughed, this person's voice still came from all directions.He replied in a cold voice: "One person does the same thing, boy, to tell you, I don't care about ants like people, and the result of doing so will only insult my hands."
Besides, I originally wanted to catch your parents and brothers, and use them to blackmail you, hehe, it's also a pretty good idea, but it's a pity, God didn't give me this chance, alas, he didn't give me a chance to discover them, even if it was a little chance the size of this needle's eye, it was hard work" "Then everyone in Zhaojia Village is not killed by you" Zhao Xiang's tone was still flat, and his body was still motionless.The mysterious voice was still swirling around, cold to the bone: "Of course not, but you, Zhao Xiang, suddenly became a disciple of Chixiazi Now Qingshui Kingdom and Qingluo Xing are rumoring how good you are, how terrifying, I just don't know if you have wasted your reputation Hehe, ugly eight monsters, suffer death" The long sword that flashed with cold light, wrapped in a thunderous roar, burst out with a silver-white sword, rolled up a thousand piles of sword shadows, and burst out from the deep well in the patio.In an instant, the three hundred and sixty-seven swords of madness slashed towards Zhao Xiang from all directions at once, almost at the same time.Zhao Xiang was wrapped in the fierce and vicious sword light in the sky, as if there was no way to escape.Even if he has three heads and six arms, it seems that he is never lucky, and there is only one way to die.The sword qi was like a dragon, and where the silver-white sharp sword light passed, the half-human-high grass in the patio turned into cyan powder, flying sideways into mist, and the green brick ground was suddenly shattered, and the criss-crossing cracks continued to extend to the surroundings at a speed visible to the naked eye.The swing frame was nowhere to be seen, except for sawdust flying in mid-air.In the courtyard, a thin, obscene, middle-aged Taoist with thinning hair suddenly appeared.He blinked at the small bean-like mouse eyes, looked around, and said in surprise: "Hey, this kid won't be so soon, he will be extinguished by my phantom sword streamer, come out, boy, you can't escape" The voice was extremely sharp, like a rain of swords, ruthlessly sweeping around.The green mist that flew sideways from the grass to cyan powder, and the green dust that was scraped with a layer of powder by the sword qi on the green bricks, all dissipated without a trace in the sharp sound waves.anns00: