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Blood was always accompanied by death, and the snowflakes always seemed somewhat desolate.

Huai Cheng glanced at his injuries, a total of eight bloody wounds. If each one went a little deeper, then he might be torn apart by the sword qi. The one who had fallen might have been him.

It was a good thing that Cardinal's blade was a bit faster and a bit better compared to the valiant sword. And this was life and death, even if the heroic warriors had gone crazy, they would not care about it. Cardinal's blade was as precise and ruthless as ever.

Sometimes, a ferocious beast's counterattack could kill the hunter, but sometimes, it might not.

The heroic and valiant sword was not completely unharmed. It was just that before the sword light had penetrated deep into his body, the sword light had already dissipated. Replacing it was the Soul Absorbing Blade, slashing through his neck and piercing through his heart.

The Cardinal wielded his blade with one hand and stared straight ahead. The hero wielding the sword moved.

Yingjie, the person with the deepest connection to him among the six heroes of the Huashan Sect, was also one that he felt to be impartial and selfless.

The affable and benevolent old man was no longer an affable old man. Holding the sword in his hand was like putting on armor and returning to the position of Divine General of Heaven.

English heroes were killed by him, while Yingyang was created by him.

On the other hand, in the end, it was because of Yingjie, who accepted a disciple.

"Evil disciple!" The heroic elites were enraged, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets!

Cardinal Cheng looked at his face. This person was his master back in Mount Hua.

Huai Cheng gripped the blade in his hand tightly. He didn't say anything, not a single word. My master is the one who gave me this blade.

A terrifying aura exploded from Ying Jie's body, other than killing this brat! He had no other thoughts.

Ying Jie's sword fell from the sky!

Twilight Rain!

This strike from an Yingjie was neither fast nor slow. In its slowness, it carried along a trace of a strange feeling!

It was as if the sword had been hanging in the air all along, slow, very slow, very strangely slow, before nightfall had arrived.

Huai Cheng wanted to dodge to the side, but something seemed to be off in his mind. He thought for a moment and then raised the Soul Absorbing Blade in his hand.

"Shitty ~" After the sound of metal clanging against each other, the Cardinal was knocked back three or four steps!

A strange feeling had always been in his heart, but he didn't know what was strange about it!

The sword of a hero, what exactly did it look like?

The eldest senior brother of the Hua Shan Sect, a harmless middle-aged man who was known as the strongest in the heroic generation.

No matter how strange, when facing each other, he would split his attention to think and look for flaws, but it wouldn't be for too long!

Swift and agile, every second counted.

The heroic sword slashed out, and after Cardinal Cheng was pushed back, he rushed forward and thrust out. His sword was still as slow as before, causing others to feel as if he were moving slowly on an earthworm.

Cardinal Cheng frowned. A sense of crisis had been circling in his mind, lingering and lingering!

It was just a single strike that was too slow. With just his movement technique, how could he possibly dodge it? However, the first thing Cardinal did was to receive the blow head on, not to dodge it!

When battling, one would have sufficient experience to comprehend their intuition in times of crisis for the rest of their life! If it were not for the fact that Cardinal was exposed to murder too early, he would definitely not have such a sensitive mind!

Stress response, is a defensive response in times of crisis. When a speck of dust is blown by the wind, people will unconsciously close their eyes. When something touches the mimosa, the mimosa will instantly close its own leaves.

For some reason, he always had a strange feeling!

However, once these strange feelings appeared, Cardinal would be like a panther or an antelope that was frightened.

The sword stabbed over, but Cardinal still did not dodge. He raised the Soul Absorbing Blade to block it.

He felt a dull sensation in his chest, and he retreated three steps. A mouthful of blood gushed down his throat as he forcefully swallowed it down.

The speed of his sword was as fast as thunder, it should have a might that could shatter the heavens! However, how could such a slow sword be so powerful?!

Eight valiant and mighty sword lights were extremely fast and incomparably sharp.

Yingjie's sword was extremely slow, but it had the power of thunder!

Cardinal clenched his teeth. How could he not dodge his unrivalled Qing Gong? Why did he have to receive these two strikes?

Could it be because of the guilt in his heart?

Although there is no Master to treat me kindly, but there is a Master and a disciple.

To speak of nothing else, when Yingjie first came to the mountain, he did not treat the Cardinal unfairly.

They treated him equally.

After learning sword techniques, I will teach you Sword Force.

The resources given to the other disciples were not lacking at all compared to the resources given to Cardinal.

Regarding the concern of the Cardinal, not to mention being meticulous, there were at least times when he was concerned and he did not owe her much.

He still remembered that when he arrived at the peak of Mount Hua, an amiable old man advised him to pay more attention to the high risks and wonders of Mount Hua.

He still remembered when the autumn sky was vast and the pine trees leaned against the precipitous cliff. The mountains were precipitous and steep, and the pine trees stubbornly grew …

He still remembered, "Disciple, although hard work is good, don't forget to stop and admire the beautiful scenery of Mount Hua."

He still remembered, "Disciple, do you still have a family? "How are they doing?"

As soon as Cardinal stopped moving, Yingjie had already handed over his sword. This sword was still as slow as before, and Cardinal also felt the same sense of danger.

Without dodging or evading, Cardinal raised the blade in his hand and struck out once more. He spat out a mouthful of blood and took another three steps back.

Steadying his body, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were still as determined as before, and at the same time, a brilliant glow radiated from him.

Yingjie looked at Cardinal Zhu Cheng. Not like before?

Yingjie looked at the Cardinal and saw that he was still the same as before.

Yingjie suddenly took in a deep breath. This was the second disciple who would die at his hands.

Raising the sword in his hand, he rained down from the sky. The domain within was the sword intent of a hero. In the evening, heavy rain poured down.

The snowflakes were like raindrops. The curtain of the night was drawn, and the sun was setting. The snowflakes were pouring down. The torrential downpour was a night ten years ago!

"You unfilial disciple, didn't you go up the mountain to learn swords? It's not because I want my father to admit it, which is why I'm studying so hard? "

"How come you are the remnant of someone who killed our sect at this moment!?" Why are you here to take revenge!? Why didn't you answer!? "

"Why don't you refute me!?"

In the end, when Yingjie used her sword to kill someone, she still gave Cardinal a chance to prove that everything was not like that.

It was to give himself a chance, a chance where he wouldn't have to use his own hands to kill his own disciple again.

Who would have thought that Cardinal would smile and say, "As a person born into a sect of slaughter, even if I die, I am still a member of that sect. What choice do I have?"

"I want revenge. When have I ever killed a person from Hua Shan?"

"Hahahaha, in the end, this opportunity was given to me by you!"

"Killing the remaining evildoers in my sect is the reason why you want to kill me. It is also the reason why I want to kill you!"

If he had not been exposed like this, if he had not been surrounded by Ying Yang, he would not have known how much longer he would have had to stay on Mount Hua. Would he have truly accepted them, accepted everything that happened on Mount Hua!

He was overjoyed, and all the hesitation and hesitation from before was gone.

He was happy that his enemies only needed to fight to the death! Why care so much? Why bother?

They were not on the same road from the very beginning. It was best to split up from the very beginning.

When Cardinal went to Mount Hua, he almost walked on his own path.

Cardinal Cheng looked at Yingjie and was filled with emotion. It was a good thing that the killing intent in his heart was still the same!

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