< Today's second update has arrived! Tomorrow … the fourteenth eruption of this month … Haha, looking at the current situation, eruption or not, it doesn't matter. However, I still have to do what I said! Since I said to erupt fifteen times, I won't miss a single word! Haha … >
Jun Moxie had finally settled most of the Xiao Family's matters, and the anger that had been accumulating in his heart for a long time had also been vented. However, the demonic charm on his body had unknowingly thickened as he continued to slaughter. Right now, every movement of his had a kind of demonic charm to it. Coupled with his calm eyes, it seemed extremely contradictory. But this kind of contradiction had instead added an indescribable demonic charm to him!
That was the unique charm of the previous Evil Monarch, looking askance at the world, looking disdainfully at all living beings —
White, is also an eye!
Green, is also an eye!
Dugu Xiaoyi looked at Jun Moxie's eyes, becoming more and more blurred …
Especially in the recent period after the battle with the Xiao Family, Jun Moxie rarely went to the women's territory, often disappearing without a shadow. Although Guan Qing Han was still able to keep her composure, Dugu Xiaoyi really couldn't bear it, often running around looking for Dashao. Of course, her efforts didn't have the slightest effect.
Because during this period of time, Jun Moxie really came and went like a ghost, rarely staying outside, most of the time he stayed in the Hongjun Pagoda, wholeheartedly cultivating, improving his own cultivation.
Fist is the hard truth, especially in this world!
Of the nine swords that had been refined previously, Jun Moxie originally wanted to use one of them to replace the sword in Jun Wuyi's hand, but Jun Wuyi refused. He insisted on using the sword that had been used in the decisive battle, speaking of which, to the current Jun Wuyi, the weight of that sword was very suitable, and the most important reason was that Jun Wuyi used this sword to defeat Xiao Han!
This sword washed away Jun Wuyi's lifelong shame! Even if it was just a piece of scrap iron, Jun Wuyi still treated it as a treasure, not to mention that the sword was originally a divine weapon refined by Jun Moxie through the power of gold. Although the quality was still not as good as the nine swords refined by Jun Moxie, in the eyes of the mortal world, it was absolutely a rare divine weapon in the world.
This feeling, Jun Moxie completely understood, so he didn't force it.
In addition to paying attention to the quality of the sword, swords must also pay attention to the coordination. Only the most suitable sword, the most suitable sword, can reach the ultimate realm of man and sword.
Not only Jun Wuyi, but Dashao himself was also the same. During this period, besides cultivating, he held the divine sword 'Yellow Flame Blood' to nourish the sword. A man has a soul, and a sword has a spirit; only by having a deep level of communication with one's own sword, can one become more and more proficient!
Jun Moxie didn't know anything about the spirit of the sword or the soul of the sword, but he firmly believed that a divine sword that had killed countless people, a divine weapon that could cut through iron like mud, must have its own spirit.
Perhaps it was just the psychological feeling of a swordsman, but if a swordsman didn't have feelings for his own sword, then even if it was made of ordinary iron, he wouldn't be worthy to own it!
He used the power of gold to refine the 'Yellow Flame Blood' over and over again, and used his own mind to feel, to understand, to understand! The sword, only the sword, is the only companion that will never betray me!
People will change, people will betray, but the sword will not, never!
It will only accompany its master forever, until the sword breaks and the person dies!
In fact, the closer he got to Tian Xiang City, the more strange Jun Moxie felt, as if the sword was actually trembling slightly because of excitement! This was a kind of cruelty that faintly smelled blood! The excitement of thirsting for slaughter!
This kind of faint killing intent caused the murderous aura on Jun Moxie's body to move, and become more and more concentrated! So much so that Dashao's face became more and more silent, his eyes became more and more demonic, and his heart beat more and more intensely.
The carriage went around a small hill.
Jun Wuyi and Jun Moxie simultaneously gazed at this hill.
Coincidentally, it was that small hill!
That night, Jun Moxie had slaughtered the Blood Sword Hall in this very place! The Looting Crossbow! Only now did they realize that the slaughter that night was not unjust! The Blood Sword Hall was the Jun Family's archenemy!
They deserved to die!
The road ahead was exceptionally spacious, and the lofty walls of Tian Xiang City could be faintly seen!
Jun Mo Xie squinted his eyes, and two sharp rays of light flashed in his eyes. It was as if a slumbering God of Death had suddenly opened his eyes, and opened his malevolent mouth. The murderous aura on his body rose with a rumbling sound, and his aura surged like a raging tide.
The God of Death opens his eyes, the King of Hell stares, and the Evil Monarch looks!
The journey was long, but we've finally arrived. I want to see how many people in Tian Xiang City dare to speak carelessly!
The Divine Sword 'Blood of Yellow Flame' was guided by Jun Moxie's aura, and without any prior warning, it bounced out of its scabbard by half a foot. The sword's light was as clear as water, and glistened under the illumination of the sun; it was very eye-catching! It was as if the resplendent clouds had suddenly descended upon the world! It was as if the ruler of the universe had suddenly opened his eyes, and his murderous aura could be felt!
In the face of the coming turbulence, he looked down on the common people, and looked down upon the world! He was ready to slaughter without mercy, and madly sweep!
At this moment, the murderous aura pierced through Tian Xiang City!
All the soldiers around Jun Moxie suddenly felt an abnormally huge and terrifying aura suddenly attacking them. By the time they realized what was happening, they had unknowingly left Jun Moxie's side, and the surrounding ten feet around them had become an empty space!
Even these soldiers and iron-blooded men, at this moment, found it difficult to resist the sharp murderous aura of the Evil Monarch!
At this moment, the unfathomable Mei Xueyan also opened her eyes in astonishment. She looked at the man and the sword, and frowned slightly. Others might not think too much about it, but in the eyes of a peerless expert like her, she could clearly feel that the man and the sword in front of her had their own imposing manner, and each had their own prestige! One man and one sword had unexpectedly become her two great enemies, and could pose a considerable threat to her!
How could this be? At best, that is only a sword! No matter how special the material is, or how sharp it is, it is still an inanimate object. Why is it giving me such a strange feeling? In fact … that sword is even more dangerous than Jun Moxie's …
Thirty miles away from Tian Xiang City, the army had set up camp. This was the usual practice; when the general who led the troops outside returned to the capital, the army must not enter the city at the same time. Only after receiving the order, the general who led the troops would enter the city first, and then the army would return to their original encampment.
Jun Moxie rode forward, and arrived at the front of the army.
With a 'cha' sound, the metal flagpole on the carriage next to him suddenly issued a strange sound, and the big flag fluttered down. Then, with a 'whoosh' sound, the flagpole seemed to have grown by more than half out of thin air! It was as if a sharp sword had pierced the sky!
This kind of strange and unusual thing naturally made everyone who saw it dumbfounded! But under the oppressive aura of Jun Moxie's body, no one dared to ask why!
At this moment, Jun Moxie was like a volcano that had been silent for thousands of years, and was about to erupt!
Suddenly, a horn sounded from the Tian Xiang City's side, and the drawbridge was slowly lowered. Then, a group of people galloped out on their horses, and welcomed them with thunderous hooves. At the same time, two huge banners suddenly hung down from the top of the Tian Xiang City's city walls; one on the left, and one on the right!
The one on the left read: 'Divine Blood-Robed Might'.
The one on the right read: 'Triumphant Return from Tian Nan City'.
Following behind that group of people, another orderly team slowly came out; this was the official ceremony to welcome the return of the hero.
The first group of people who had rushed out were getting closer and closer, and the sound of their hooves was like thunder. Their speed didn't slow down, and instead seemed to be getting faster and faster. Great General Jun Wuyi couldn't help but laugh as he saw this.
[It's been a long time, Dugu Wudi!]
Jun Wuyi's trip to the Southern Heaven Region this time was a suicidal one. Now that he had returned safe and sound and was able to see his old friend again, he was very happy. With a satisfied smile on his face, he was about to welcome them when he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He couldn't help but be startled and reined in his horse.
The newcomer was none other than General Dugu Wudi of the Dugu family, with his two sons and two nephews. As he galloped on his horse, he got closer and closer. General Dugu's hedgehog-like beard grew even more curly, and his eyes were as round as copper bells, as if they were about to spit fire. Before he arrived, and before his horse had even stopped, he let out a thunderous roar!
"Dugu Chung, Dugu Shang, Dugu Qian, you three little bastards, hurry up and get out here!" A thunderous roar resounded. "Also, Dugu Xiaoyi, you bastard girl, get your ass out here as well! Argh! You're infuriating me to death! "
It was clear that General Dugu was very angry. In fact, he was unable to restrain his anger!
The seven brothers of the Dugu family had followed Jun Wuyi on his expedition to the South — Dugu Chung, Dugu Shang, and Dugu Qian! Dugu Wudi's loud roar had nearly scared the souls out of these three men's bodies.
The three brothers' wishful thinking had been very good. After all, they had entered the city and handed over the order. Then, they would immediately rush out of the city and rush to the Western Frontier. They would seek refuge with their father, and their uncle. In any case, they wouldn't be able to return home. They would certainly be skinned alive if they returned home.
However, they hadn't expected that Dugu Wudi would come here to capture them. This was too urgent …
The three men looked at each other in dismay. They trembled as they saw the fear in each other's eyes. After dilly-dallying for a long time, seeing that he really couldn't avoid it, he walked out dejectedly. He was like a defeated soldier who had lost a battle, and his entire body was filled with a kind of miserable feeling that he was at the mercy of others …
"I'll kill you three bastards!" Dugu Wudi glared at them. He panted heavily as he raised his horsewhip. "I told you to look after your younger sister. Where is she? Huh? The three of you are like bears, and you want to go to the battlefield? Damn it! You can't even eat hot shit! You still have the nerve to live? Why don't you go and die? How could our Dugu Family produce such good-for-nothings like you! "
Without further ado, the whip cracked. The three burly men did not move at all. They even secretly winked at each other and made faces at each other. "We knew that we would be whipped for sure if we came out, but we had the foresight to come out in armor. Anyway, you can't greet us with your face, can you?" [Hehe, hehe …]
"Where's Dugu Xiaoyi? Why hasn't that bastard girl come out yet? You can hide for a while, but can you hide for the rest of your life? Quickly come out! " Dugu Wudi threw away the two pieces of his horsewhip. Then, he shouted at the top of his lungs like a black bear.
The Imperial City's guards of honor had also arrived at this time. In fact, they were almost in front of Dugu Wudi.
"Father … your daughter missed you so much …" Dugu Xiaoyi slowly walked out of the formation. She walked step by step in a very slow manner.
"You, you …" Great General Dugu looked at her. Then, he felt his vision darken, and he fell from his horse. …
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