Chapter 704

If we say the day war, it only proves the strength of Yuanshan, a nobody.

Then tonight, he proved his throne with blood!

Six groups of people, thousands of masters, unexpectedly failed in front of him alone, and even killed thousands of people, with blood flowing into a river!

The nameless stream at the foot of the mountain turns red for days.

——So named "red stream"!

This valley is named "thousand people's Valley", and this temple is called "killing Temple".

How fierce the war was, how terrible Yuanshan's reputation was.

Use one person's strength to resist the encirclement and killing of a city.

——In the end, I won.

This is what the great swordsman of that year may not be able to do.

People who had been paying attention to the third childe Shen, unexpectedly, they were attracted by the sick Sword Fairy!

But such a reputation has no meaning for Yuanshan.

He's back.

But I was cold.

——Life is dead.

Shen Zhenyi saw it at a glance.

If the Dragon cannot be turned into a dragon, it will be difficult to live and die.

This may be the only way for ordinary people to light up their life. Even if there is only a moment of brilliance, it is enough to shine on the dark night sky of Xuantian city and leave a thick ink and heavy color in this gloomy and depressed world!

This is also the fate of Yuanshan.

——And the completion of his destiny.

At this time, even third childe Shen can't - or won't stop him.

Shen Zhenyi bowed slightly to show his respect.

"They won't come again."

Yuanshan's tone was as calm as a machine without the previous ridicule.

Now he needs to make every effort to say every word. There are not many words he can say. Of course, he can only choose the key points.

"Let's go."

Instead of reaching out to pick up the performance, he turned around silently and stepped into the dark with the smell of blood again.

"Uncle yuan!"

Xuan Yan jumped up, ran over and stretched out his hand to his back.

Mr. Shen gently brushed his sleeve. A soft force blocked Xuanyan and gently pushed him in front of Miss yuan: "don't touch him again."

Yuanshan walks alone.

His hands were empty, as if he was going to fall at any time, but he was still moving forward and leading the way.

Miss yuan hugged Xuanyan, frightened and surprised.

Xuanyan seemed to have a hunch of something. He struggled and didn't dare to move. He only stared at the back of Yuanshan. The boy's throat hissed and didn't know what sound was making.

"Go."

Shen Zhenyi looked up at the sky. The stars fell and broke the desolate night sky. The pines in the mountains were raging like anger.

He waved to the crowd to follow.

Outside the door, there was a smell of blood.

Miss yuan hugged Xuanyan, carefully gathered in front of Shen Zhenyi and quietly asked, "Mr. Yuan... He, is he okay?"

Even she could see something wrong with Yuanshan.

——She didn't know the fierce battle outside the broken temple, but she could imagine it.

"He's dead."

Shen Zhenyi sighed softly.

"In order not to waste the opportunity he bought with his life, you'd better leave quickly."

"What?"

Xuan Yan widened his eyes and shouted, "how is this possible? Mingming... Mingming..."

His tender fingers looked at the back of Yuanshan. The swordsman who had just created a miracle was silent. He just walked forward step by step.

——But it doesn't look like it's dead anyway.

Occasionally, someone rushed out from the side, and immediately a white light fell to the ground.

Dead, can you kill?

"I'm just angry."

Shen Zhenyi may not have eyes. The crystal throne is floating and walking through the sea of corpses.

"Yu Qi?"

Xuanyan doesn't understand.

"After the hero died, his Qi did not fail. He turned the comet into the moon, the white rainbow into the sun, and the goshawk into the hall."

Shen Zhenyi sighed, "this is the remaining Qi."

"Although Yuanshan is dead, his remaining Qi is still there. He wants to finish this road and send you back to the hometown of the ice field."

This is the last persistence and belief.

Miss yuan covered her mouth and burst into tears.

Chu Huoluo, Princess long and zining Jun turned back and looked at the back of Yuanshan.

"Keep up with me! I won't let anyone hurt Mr. Xuan!"

Suddenly Yuanshan turned back and grinned.

He stopped coughing and looked pale and beautiful. In fact, he was just a teenager.

Xuanyan burst into tears.

As Yuanshan said, there were no more setbacks and obstacles on their way to the ice field. At most, they only suffered from ringworm and scabies. Even they could easily solve it by relying on Yuanshan's remaining Qi who no longer spoke.

The battle of destroying the temple made a mess of the people mobilized by various forces.

It's too late to reorganize the Manifesto of human Malay sniper on the road.

The dungeon is deep and unpredictable.

"The blood of Xuan's family has been retained."

In the last cell, a man in royal clothes spoke to an old man.

"And it's a gorgeous way to keep it. Xuan Tianwei, your bones are harder than I thought, and your plan is deeper than everyone else."

The old man had white hair and beard and closed his eyes as if he could hear nothing and see nothing.

Even the news that his precious young grandson was out of danger still couldn't move him.

"I don't know what your Xuan family is hiding on the ice sheet."

The man in royal clothes didn't care about his response, but said it for himself.

"But I know that it must be something that can subvert the existing order of Xuantian city. Now the interior of Xuantian city is in danger, and all factions may tear their faces and lead to a war at any time. At that time, jade and stone will burn! Master Xuan, are you willing to let the fierce animals outside the city reap the benefits of the fisherman and destroy the last hope of the Terran?"

His tone was strange, with a palpitating excitement.

——But with a high indifference.

The old man is Xuan Tianwei.

The ancestor of Xuanjia.

Hearing what the royal guards said, he slowly looked up and finally opened his eyes.

Eyes like blood.

"Mr. wine actually cares about the fierce animals outside the city?"

Xuan Tianwei's tone was a little ironic.

"Do these forces in the city really care about the fierce beasts outside the city?"

He couldn't help laughing at himself.

If these people in the city really care a little about the crisis outside the city, I'm afraid they won't evolve into today's situation.

Today's Xuantian city has decayed to the extreme and festered to the extreme.

If you can't squeeze out the rotten carbuncle, it will be a disaster sooner or later.

Xuan Tianwei had already seen the end.

Therefore, he had long predicted his death and extinction in Mr. Yuan Da. He still did not try to save himself, but threw himself into his destiny like a moth to the fire.

"People have their own destiny."

As he said to young Yuanshan.

He also believes.