Chapter 1303

"Be careful!"

Zhu Yan's words made Ye Xuan a little distracted, but at this time, Zhu Yan suddenly called out and called Ye Xuan back to God.

After returning to his senses, ye Xuan looked up and was stunned. On the other side, a large number of petals of three thousand drunken dreams appeared.

Wind, petals move, blink of an eye covered a large area around Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan stands up, and the aura of seven colors and seven elements is surging on his body. A large amount of flame pushes towards the surrounding area and burns the petals continuously.

Then he landed from the air. Ye Xuan broke the sword and danced. Suddenly, the sword light flew out.

But

Ye Xuan looked at his shoulder. A piece of reddish petals passed through the flame and the sword light, and fell on Ye Xuan's shoulder.

Ye Xuan's speed is extremely fast, but still a little slower.

Zhu Yan waved an iron stick and swept open the petals to help. The monkey's face was twisted, but it was obviously too late.

Ye Xuan's world began to distort and the scenery flowed.

However, with his eyes closed and his eyes open, everything around Ye Xuan has changed.

Ye Xuan saw the road paved with bluestone bricks, surrounded by a crowd of people. The peddlers selling pancakes yelled loudly. On the side of a red mansion in Zhuge, women in light clothes were smiling on the fence.

Ye Xuan, dressed in white and armed with a sword, shows a little bewilderment.

Ye Xuan felt familiar with the road paved with bluestone bricks, the Red Mansions in Zhuge, and even the city.

Then, ye Xuan showed a sudden color.

This is Luoyang City.

But suddenly, he was still confused. Zhu Yan said that when he entered the dreamland of three thousand drunken dreams, he should see the deepest memory in his heart, the memory that he did not want to see, or the memory that he tried to forget

Because of this, ye Xuan thought of Yongye.

Yongye is undoubtedly the deepest memory in my heart, and the memory that I don't want to see, and the memory that I try to forget.

But

Ye Xuan looked up, the sky is not very good, gray, as if it will rain at any time, feeling a bit cool, some gloomy.

However, compared with Ye Xuan's memory of eternal night, such a weather can be said to be extremely sunny.

So, why not forever?

But Luoyang City?

Ye Xuan thought with his head tilted. Luoyang city is not too strange indeed. When he was still in Daoyuan world, ye Xuan came several times, but nothing happened. In a word, he came to this city and enjoyed peonies.

But also in this moment

All of a sudden, the low voice suddenly rings, behind the surrounding wall, countless Qingyi guests suddenly jump out.

The biscuit vendor on the street lost his hat and drew a long knife from the stove. The smile on the pretty woman's face gradually faded. Suddenly, he drew out a dagger and fell from the second floor.

Ye Xuan shows a look of astonishment. Does anyone want to kill himself?

Have you ever had such a thing in your memory?

No?

However, the surprise was just a moment. Ye Xuan soon calmed down and looked around indifferently at the people who were killing themselves.

Whatever it is, whatever the reason, whatever the reason.

Anyway, these people are going to kill themselves.

Then, it seems that there is only one thing that needs to be done, that is to kill each other!

Ye Xuan quietly watched those people come to his own, and then ye Xuan drew out the sword.

In a flash, it was snowing.

It's not snow, but sword light.

Ye Xuan's Sword Pierced out. The scattered light of the sword was like wind and snow. It was fierce and cold. Everything in the world seemed to be shrouded in the light of the sword, with the meaning of killing.

The next moment, the snow was dyed red.

It was stained with blood.

Shuttling through the crowd, ye Xuan's sword moves forward, moves the immortal to show the way, and then passes by with each other.

Ye Xuan is still standing, but the other side is dead. There is a shocking blood line between his neck, and the red blood is constantly dripping down.

Tick, tick!

Rhythm, landing, fragmentation.

Ye Xuan's speed was very fast. He kept his hands and his sword kept on sweeping out to the front. Someone screamed bitterly. His body was hit by the light of the sword. When he fell on the ground, there was a pool of blood under him.

Ye Xuan looked at the sword in his hand, and there were more gaps.

This sword is really broken, because it is a broken sword, which is worth two liang silver.

It's just that when people who use swords are not ordinary, they are not ordinary swords.

The strong is always the man, not the sword!

Ye Xuan's side, the corpse falls in a piece, the pedestrian on the street has already scattered.

Ye Xuan took the sword, and the blood was dripping from the tip of the sword.In the sky, I don't know when it rained.

Light rain, cool.

Ye Xuan stepped forward and fell toward the end of the street.

Rain, patters of falling.

Those who want to kill Ye Xuan are almost all dead. It is said that the reason is that there is still a man standing in front of him.

The man came from the end of the street, from the rain, and came to himself.

The next moment, the man suddenly drank, and then rushed forward, pushing his hands to the side, and then the rain turned into a sword.

Jingle!

The two swords make a clear sound, and the swords in their hands leave as soon as they touch each other, and then they pass by.

The rain falling in the air was suddenly cut, and the ripples disappeared in the puddles on the ground.

In the moment of body crisscross, ye Xuanmeng turns back, as if the heart has a rhinoceros in general, the man also turned around at the first time.

Jingle!

The clear cross sound appeared again, and their swords collided.

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes and cut the sword out again.

Qingcheng sword, seal heaven and Jedi!

On the sword in Ye Xuan's hand, endless sword light bursts out again.

Sword light turns snow!

The silver sword light is flying in the air, and it is dense and dense. It sweeps towards the front and covers the other party.

The man is very strong, can rain into a sword.

Around the rain suddenly flip, continuous condensation, into a huge sword, toward the front of the cut.

Boom!

The fierce roar sounded, and the rain sword collided with the sword light, making a violent noise. Then the dust and smoke were blown away in the rain, and the houses on both sides collapsed.

They look up at each other, and then

Poof!

Suddenly, there was a trace of sword cutting on the man's chest. The blood was constantly penetrating into his clothes. The wound was very terrible. A sword was cut from the shoulder to the waist, almost cutting the upper body of the other person directly.

The man knelt down on the ground, and the vitality gradually disappeared. The spirit of the whole person seemed to be weakened for several minutes in an instant.

Ye Xuan grinned gently. He won!

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