(the second change!)
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This blow made Feihong frustrated. He wandered around like a lost dog.
Suddenly, he wanted to go home and see his elderly parents who had not seen him for ten years.
However, when he came home, the scene in front of him made him collapse!
Rivers of blood and corpses!
All the people in the whole village were slaughtered by the people of purgatory sword sect!
The bodies of their parents were left on the roadside, almost eaten by wild dogs in the mountains, emitting a pungent smell.
At this moment, Feihong's tight mind finally broke off. He couldn't help crying.
He knelt down in front of his parents' bodies, dug a pit on the ground with both hands, and buried his parents' bodies tremblingly, one by one.
On this day, it rained heavily.
In the midst of lightning and thunder, Feihong knelt down in front of the tomb, and his hair turned white overnight.
He knelt in front of his parents' grave for three days and nights.
The high spirited elder martial brother disappeared and turned into a mountain madman with red eyes, dry lips and messy white hair.
This time, he lifted his sword.
Just like when he was young, he practiced his sword at the foot of the hillside. Feihong's magic sword danced wildly in the rainy night.
The electric fan thundered and the thunder roared.
On this day, Feihong realized the sword of killing!
Finally, Feihong knocked his head three times in front of his parents' grave, took his sword and left.
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Time goes by, and a hundred years have passed.
In the past 100 years, Feihong tried the sword all over the world and challenged all kinds of Kendo masters.
He has traveled all over the mountains and rivers and all over the mountains. His Kendo cultivation has improved rapidly with each passing day!
Whether it's an old famous Kendo master or a new Kendo genius, all of them have become the soul of Feihong sword.
No one survived in Feihong's hands.
Finally, until one day, Feihong rose to three levels in a row and became one of the top experts in the little thousand world.
He knew it was time for revenge.
"Feihong, take the sword and watch the ceremony, purgatory sword sect!"
On this day, Feihong stepped on the divine sword, and the sword Qi ran for 30000 miles. He turned into a peerless sword rainbow running through the heaven and earth of the sun and moon, swept over the purgatory sword sect and opened his mouth.
On this day, Feihong's sword covered 19 continents. In this small world, countless people looked up and looked up at the peerless Sword Fairy who cut the Star River with this sword.
"Kill!!"
Countless sword masters rushed out of purgatory sword sect!
Killing, here we go.
In this war, the sun and moon were shining, the land of China was sinking, and the whole sky was replaced by blood.
No words can be used to describe the tragedy of the war.
Feihong's expression was indifferent, and the divine sword in his hand reaped his life one by one.
In the purgatory sword sect, no one can escape the killing in the hands of Feihong, whether it is an old man, an old man with a dry oil lamp, or a young man who has just joined the purgatory sword sect.
Wailing, begging for mercy and weeping kept ringing in the purgatory sword sect.
But no one can move Feihong's frozen heart.
Flowers watered by blood bloom its beauty.
On this day, the purgatory sword sect had a blood rain.
On this day, the purgatory sword sect was slaughtered!
On this day, there is no purgatory sword sect in the world!!
Feihong's heart knot is numbered. Kill kendo. So far, he has achieved great success!
When he stepped down from the purgatory sword sect, the sea of corpses became his background.
Suddenly, Feihong began to be confused.
In this world, there are no relatives, no close friends, and even the enemies have disappeared today.
He suddenly didn't know where to go.
He looked down at the bloody sword in his hand. He understood.
From then on, the years were long, and the only thing he could rely on was the sword in his hand.
He, Feihong, will live for Kendo, only for killing!
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In the remaining years, jianwushuang watched Feihong helplessly and opened his extraordinary and invincible years.
He watched Feihong fight unbeaten, fight back in the killing again and again, reverse the victory and defeat, and set foot on the peak of the world!
He watched Feihong become famous all over the world, suppress nine days and ten places, grow up in killing one after another, and constantly understand the killing Kendo until he broke through the triple origin of Kendo!
He watched Feihong step into the ultimate master realm, become the invincible master of the world, and open up his era!
He looked at Feihong being granted the first divine general by the emperor of Wudao God and gave the divine sword silver wings!
On that day, the whole universe was shocked by it. The name of Feihong's first God general spread all over the starry sky and was invincible in the world!
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The memory of Feihong's divine general gradually faded, and the last picture of the unparalleled sword stayed at the moment when the sky fell and the Feihong divine sword fell.
From the farmer's cowherd boy at the beginning, to the high spirited senior brother of Qingshan sword school, and then to the famous Feihong General of the universe, jianunparalleled has seen his ups and downs, frustrated and proud, until he fell.
In a short time, jianunparalleled saw the legendary life of Feihong divine sword.
The next moment, jianwushuang slowly opened his eyes.
Two divine awns flashed away from the unparalleled eyes of the sword.
With the memory of Feihong God's general fading, jianwushuang felt that his understanding of the origin of the third level Kendo had changed abruptly.
With the integration of killing Kendo, the bucket with a spoonful of water was finally filled.
Jianwushuang obviously feels that he has stepped into the threshold with one foot from the origin of the fourth level Kendo, but it's just a line apart.
As long as he quietly understands one or two and breaks through the origin of the fourth Kendo, it's just natural.
In the sixth refining tower, a vortex suddenly appeared in the sky, which was originally empty and chaotic.
The sword knows that entering this vortex is the seventh floor of the refining tower!
The seventh floor is also the highest record reached by countless Tianjiao since the opening of the ancient XingKong road!
Jianwushuang got up, looked up at the huge vortex in the sky, and a firm color flashed in his eyes.
The legend of general Feihong has come to an end, and the legend of his unparalleled sword has just begun!
Boom!
With a heavy step on his right foot, the sword burst out and disappeared into the vortex.
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At the same time, outside the refining tower.
Hum ~ ~!
An incomparably melodious and boundless bell turned into a circle of sound waves, rippling in the tenth city.
At this moment, the whole tenth city was terrified!
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the refining tower. They were shocked and couldn't believe it.
"Seventh floor! The blood sword has reached the seventh city!!! "
"Since the overlord reached the seventh floor 8000 years ago, no one has reached the seventh floor!!"
"Blood Sword, after overlord, will become the second person to climb the seventh floor of the refining tower!"
"Set a record! From the seventh floor, every step of the blood sword will create a new record!! "
Countless people gasped heavily and marveled.
Even Lord LAN, one of the nine giants, was shocked when his face was covered by the veil.