With clear eyes, he looked at the figure standing alone in front of nearly 70 or 80 assassins in the distance, like a figure surrounded by stars. Feng Caichen swung the long sword in his hand gently, and there was murderous intent in his eyes!

Master Miaofengxue!

This is the name he gave himself. He is also the master of all the assassins, including the six golden killers wearing golden cloaks!

"Feng Caichen, the number of assassins who died in my bloody mandala in your hands has reached nearly 60, and among them, there are even 11 silver assassins equivalent to a real person! You are really excellent, so excellent that this young master can't bear to kill you!"

"Now, how much strength do you have? How many swords can you still swing? It doesn't matter. There are 83 people here, including this young master. If you have the ability, you can kill them all. In that case, you can go to save your master."

Master Miaofengxue said with a smile. He was hidden in a purple-gold cloak from head to toe. His face could not be seen clearly, but it can be seen that he is tall and has an unfathomable aura. He is definitely an extremely powerful master!

"With all these scumbags like you, even if there are ten times more of you, you can't kill my master."

Feng Caichen stood with his sword. Even though he was seriously injured and exhausted, he was still unparalleled in style, standing there, like a peerless divine sword unsheathed, with sword intent soaring into the sky, dazzling and incomparable, and would rather break than bend!

...

"Friend Ye, we have searched all over the area of ​​​​10,000 miles, but the Life and Death Stone still has no response. Could it be that Feng Caichen has gone beyond the range?"

At this moment, Ye Wuque and the other four people who set out from the Sun City began to search quickly, but they found nothing.

"The Life and Death Stone will only be sensed within a hundred miles, and the direction will definitely not be wrong. There should be some mistakes."

Ye Wuque stood proudly in the void, his bright eyes looking at the earth and the sky, his eyes were burning.

Then he spoke again: "Three, why don't we search separately and expand the range of 10,000 miles. If we find it, we will immediately send a message with the jade slip at the first time, and then wait for an opportunity to act. "

"Okay!"

"No problem!"

Swish!

The next moment, four figures separated in the sky, and Ye Wuque continued to search in one of the directions.

"Brother Feng, where are you?"

...

"Hehe, Master Jianxiong is indeed very powerful, especially after coming out of the Tianyu Ruins. Although he only has ten years left to live, his combat power has increased several times. But since I, Bloody Mandala, will take action, can't I calculate these?"

The tone of Master Miaofengxue was unfathomable, and the sound of the four words "Tianyu Ruins" immediately made Feng Caichen's clear eyes condense!

"What? Do you really think that only you two, the master and the apprentice, know about the Tianyu Ruins? Now that things have come to this, I am not afraid to tell you that this time I, Bloody Mandala, came out of the mountain for the Tianyu Ruins! Since your master has the authority to enter the Tianyu Ruins, do you think we will let you go?"

Feng Caichen did not speak, but at this moment all the doubts in his heart were solved, and he also knew why this Bloody Mandala would chase them. It turned out that it was for the Tianyu Ruins!

"Do you feel a sense of sudden enlightenment? In this case, this young master will give you one last chance. As long as you give up your sword and surrender, and voluntarily become my blood sword puppet, then perhaps I will spare your master's life. Anyway, he won't live for many years."

"Feng Caichen, I'll give you the chance. It depends on whether you can seize it."

The young master Miao Fengxue stretched out a pale hand from under the purple-gold cloak, grasped the air, and suddenly a terrible aura of holding the world in his hands spread out!

The world suddenly became quiet, except for the sound of water flowing!

Feng Caichen stood tall, but at this moment he suddenly closed his eyes, raised the ancient long sword in his right hand horizontally, and held it in his two hands. His face showed a trace of sincere piety, as if he was holding not only a sword in his hand, but the spirit of the sword!

“Practice, practice, practice! There must not be a single ray of light in the heart, only the sword must be bright!”

“Cut, cut, cut! Break, break, break! The sword light proudly roars for a million miles, and the sword light chills the nineteen states!”

Feng Caichen seemed to be whispering. His voice was very low at first, but then it became louder and louder, as if it echoed through the nine heavens and ten earths, spreading throughout the six directions and eight wastelands. The long sword in his hand, which had long been stained with blood, also began to clang continuously at this moment, as if it could sense the gradually renunciation of its master’s mood!

"In my life, I have practiced swordplay for twelve years. I was born with the sword, I died with the sword, and I have never felt lonely with the sword!"

"But now the road ahead has come to an end. Although I am reluctant, it is my destiny. I have no fear in my heart, and there are only three regrets left!"

"The first regret is that I cannot reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship, wipe out all the peerless masters in the heavens and myriad worlds with the three-foot-long sword in my hand, and appreciate the supreme style of the ultimate realm of swordsmanship!"

"The second regret is that I cannot serve my master until the end, and I can no longer return to the Sword Tomb of Beitian!" 8 See the official version, chapters and sections on t酷匠;-网)

"The third regret is that I cannot fight with Brother Ye, my friend of life and death, and can no longer drink with him!"

"The three major regrets in this life, helpless and unwilling!"

"Since I am destined to fall today, then I will sweep away the filth in front of this world, and let my sword and my swordsmanship shine one last time! Brilliant once!"

"Swordsman, sharpness!"

"Swordsman, it is better to take it in the straight, not in the crooked!"

"Swordsman, the man is the sword, the sword is there, the sword is destroyed... the man is dead!"

Boom!

The next moment, Feng Caichen suddenly opened his eyes, and his clear eyes suddenly reflected the shadows of two ancient, gorgeous, and exquisite long swords, as if they contained the sharpest meaning of the heavens and the worlds, and the endless sword secrets of the nine heavens and ten earths!

An earth-shaking breath exploded around Feng Caichen, as if two divine swords that were strong enough to pierce the sky had appeared and evolved under the sky!

Yin!

The ancient long sword in Feng Caichen's hand hummed softly, as if it was jumping for joy, and it seemed to be the last time!

"Old buddy! Today you and I will fight side by side for the last time! Hahahaha..."

Looking at the long sword in his hand, Feng Caichen's eyes revealed infinite attachment, and then he laughed up to the sky!

Feng Caichen was not a person who showed his emotions so much. He was controlling himself every moment, but at this moment, he was willing to indulge himself!

Swish!

The ancient long sword shone with its supreme sharpness, Feng Caichen took a step forward, his wound burst open, blood splattered, and his blood-stained robe hit the ground, but he didn't care, and took the initiative to attack and kill the killer of Bloody Mandragora!