The raging wind at the border was completely annihilated when the two of them faced each other. It was as if it knew that it was no longer the main character of this world, at least not for now.
The yellow sand that had been drifting with the wind for many years finally had a moment of peace. Silence lay on its homeland. It also knew that peace was only for a moment. Tyranny was the main theme of this land.
The wind was waiting for the moment to become the main character again. The yellow sand was waiting for the sound of tyranny.
The two of them were waiting for the other party's answer.
But no one spoke.
Because both Tong Lang and Xie Tian knew the answer.
The horse was a Ferghana horse. It was the favorite horse of Xu Zhantang, the young master of the Xu family, the number one aristocratic family in the Song Nation. Last year, on Fairy Chixiao's 40th birthday, Tong Lang had congratulated her on behalf of his master and glanced at it from afar.
The spear was the Yang family's spear. It was the most obscure spear of the Yang family in the Song Nation. During the night battle of Yangshuo, the honest Yang Zhong had used it to force Xie Tian into a state of epiphany. Xie Tian would never forget it.
Then, the miserable young man in front of him was Xie Tian. Tong Lang thought this and laughed in his heart. Although he walked slowly, he still managed to catch up.
"Where is Yang Zhong?" Xie Tian didn't think about it and asked directly.
Tong Lang frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Who is Yang Zhong?"
"The owner of this spear."
"Oh, that old man is dead," Tong Lang said casually. Then, he added with a smile, "That old man was too annoying, so I stabbed him to death. So, I'm its owner now. I'm a good match."
Xie Tian's right hand trembled slightly. He looked at Tong Lang in Silence with his blood-red eyes and said seriously, "Yang Zhong came to kill me."
"Oh? That's new. "Tong Lang was a little surprised and asked in confusion," So what? "
"Aren't you the same people?" Xie Tian lowered his head slightly and asked in a strange tone.
Tong Lang spread his hands and said with a smile, "Sorry, he didn't have time to tell me."
"You like this gun?"
Xie Tian's gaze once again shifted to the long spear. His eyes flickered a little. Without waiting for Tong Lang's reply, he muttered to himself, "Yang Zhong also likes it very much. That's why he only has eyes for this spear. He's an honest man, so he won't think of saying these things. He will only say that this spear is mine."
"I'm confused."
"It's very simple. You don't understand. Let me tell you." Xie Tian looked at Tong Lang again. Silence. "He died because of this gun."
"Yes."
"So, you will die because of this gun."
Tong Lang was stunned, and then he grinned and praised, "Birds die for food, that makes sense!"
Xie Tian shook his head. "No."
"What's that?"
"Karma."
Tong Lang frowned and asked doubtfully, "You want to avenge Yang Zhong? He's the one who wants to kill you. "
"No, he didn't kill me. You killed him, so I want to kill you."
Xie Tian seemed to understand that his words were very confusing and the cause and effect did not make sense. He shook his head and took a deep breath before saying, "I have killed many people. Most of them were casually killed. There are very few who made me want to kill. You are one of them."
His words were very simple. I want to kill you.
Tong Lang nodded and smiled. "I understand. Why didn't you say so earlier? Come?"
"Come."
Xie Tian took five steps back and patted the pony's back. The pony neighed unwillingly and glared at Tong Lang with its big eyes. It snorted and galloped hundreds of meters away.
Tong Lang inserted the long spear into the sand and cupped his fists. He smiled and said, "Red Cloud Peak, Tong Lang."
Xie Tian also cupped his fists. Hearing this, he was stunned. "You're Tong Lang?"
Tong Lang was also stunned. He laughed and said, "I thought you knew."
"I just found out, but it doesn't matter." Xie Tian frowned slightly. He thought for a moment and took five steps back. Then, he cupped his fists and said, "Xie Tian."
"Domineering!" Tong Lang could not help but praise him with his thumb. "When I kill you, I will be filled with respect."
"There's no need for your respect. Let's begin. I'm waiting for dinner."
Tong Lang looked at the sun that had not reached his head. He laughed and said, "It's not noon yet."
"It's a little difficult to kill you, so it will take a little longer."
"You're quite injured, but you still seem confident that you can kill me?" Tong Lang finally could not stand Xie Tian's confidence. He frowned and said with a smile, "Just because you used the Star Absorbing Technique to absorb Elder Black Water's Connate inner Qi and can use a little of it?"
Xie Tian nodded honestly. "Yes."
"Alright." Tong Lang did not say more. He lifted his spear and looked back at the spies in the distance. Then, he turned to Xie Tian and said with a smile, "Whether it's lunch or dinner, you can only eat in the underworld."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tong Lang shook his right hand. The extremely condensed inner Qi broke out of his body and turned into a god.
At this moment, a hurricane rose. It was not the wind at the border, but the wind from the top sect of Song. It was arrogant!
At this moment, the yellow sand danced with the song. The tyrannical song was not the wind that had ravaged the border for many years, but the determination and dominance of a god to destroy the world!
At this moment, Xie Tian closed his eyes without hesitation. He suppressed the fear that had never appeared in his heart. He threw away the thoughts that were disturbed by fear in his mind and gave up controlling his body that was trembling violently because of fear.
Tong Lang was a powerful enemy that he had never met before!
This was the only thought in Xie Tian's mind before he almost lost consciousness.
Everyone looked at Xie Tian, who was staggering in the wild wind …
The spies were happy. Finally, they could have a good rest after traveling thousands of miles back and forth.
The colt was violent and shot to the battlefield like an arrow. Its neighing was full of unwillingness and anger.
Xie Bao sneered. The man who had tried everything to take revenge on Marshal Xie had to die in front of Marshal Xie.
Zheng Yu was stupefied. He did not know what he should or shouldn't think. But no matter what he thought or not, there was always an inexplicable force in his mind, writing a word that was about to be given away.
This word was death.
The person who was giving away the tea was Xie Tian.
Tong Lang still had a smile on his face. He had three hobbies in life: laughing, appreciating treasures, and drinking tea.
He only drank the tea that was picked in the green field on the Red Cloud Peak. The tea he picked every year was very little, and after frying it, he could only drink it three times a year.
The tea was very bitter, as bitter as the unwillingness and disappointment he felt when he stared at the highest point of the ice mountain day and night but was never qualified to set foot on it.
He only rewarded the treasures he valued. He didn't care about the rare treasures in the Red Cloud Peak Treasure Pavilion. He rarely went down the mountain once a year, but he found two treasures on this trip to the west.
The treasures were very good. He loved the spear so much that he couldn't put it down. The horse was also fast, and he would love it until he lost interest in the spear and the horse. Then there would be a spear and a horse in the treasure burial ground under the back cliff of the Red Cloud Peak.
There was little tea.
And few treasures.
So his biggest hobby was to laugh.
He laughed very brightly, even when he killed Yang Zhong.
He laughed very confidently, even when he killed Xie Tian.
He knew that Yang Zhong was a member of the Yang family in Bianliang, because there was a word "Yang" on the spear. But he didn't care, so he laughed brightly.
He knew that Xie Tian was a genius, because he had heard so much about him, but he didn't care, so he was confident.
He lifted the spear and stabbed forward.
He pierced through the arrogant wind, pierced through the domineering aura. What he wanted to pierce the most was Xie Tian's heart. Before that, he would stab anyone who stood in his way, even if the wind and aura were caused by him.
Puff!
The Yang family's spear pierced through Xie Tian's left chest and came out from his left back.
Then.
The confident smile on Tong Lang's face froze.
Because he found that the spear didn't pierce through, but Xie Tian sent it to his chest automatically.
At this moment, maybe because of the sharp pain, Xie Tian opened his blood-red eyes.
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