Nine suns stepping on the sky

Jiangzhou City.

The city was built on Jiangxinzhou, as its name suggests.

After a day of hustle and bustle, night fell, but the whole city was still brightly lit, and there was a bustling atmosphere everywhere.

The Jiangfu courtyard is built along the river, covering an area of ​​more than [-] hectares, with exquisite style and majesty.

As a rising star in recent years, the Jiang family's children have emerged in large numbers, and now they have become the biggest force in Jiangzhou City, and no one dares to challenge its leadership position.

After dealing with daily chores, Jiang Ze walked into the back house. Although he had been on the throne for three years and took charge of the entire family, he still reported family affairs to his father every day and followed his father's instructions.

Because he knew in his heart that without his father, the Jiang family would not be what it is today. He is the one who really has great wisdom, which is worth learning in his whole life.

"Father, my son asks to see you." He stopped outside the ordinary courtyard and saluted respectfully.

But unexpectedly, the father's voice did not sound.

Jiang Ze's heart skipped a beat. His father's health has been deteriorating day by day in the past two years. Could it be that... not daring to think too much, he pushed open the courtyard door and walked quickly into it.

But what he saw before him gave him a chill in his heart.

In the courtyard, there is a shimmering magic circle engraved in the seal. The soft light makes this place feel like daytime. The old man is kneeling on the ground, and the two men look on expressionlessly.

That plain gaze gave Jiang Ze a chill in his heart, his body stiffened, and it was difficult for him to make any movements.

Jiang Youmin turned his head, his old face was gray and pale, and he said in a harsh voice: "Third young master, what happened back then was done by the old slave alone, and has nothing to do with my Jiang family children, please spare their lives .”

Jian Ce remained expressionless, "Tell me, who was it that killed my Lei family back then?"

Jiang Youmin's lips twitched, and he said in a dejected voice, "Qingxiao Sword Sect, they threatened the family to surrender back then, but the master never agreed, which caused disaster."

"Qingxiao Sword Sect." Jian Ce chewed, remembering the name firmly, and suddenly said: "Then Uncle Jiang, what role did you play in this matter back then?"

"I... Young Master, they have kidnapped the old slave's family. If I don't obey the order, they will all die! This old slave was confused for a while, and he has suffered a lot these years. Please forgive me, Master, please forgive me!"

"Three thousand and seven hundred and sixty-three members of the Lei family, including relatives, guards, and servants, a total of more than 760 people, were all killed overnight, and their blood stained the lake at home. Uncle Jiang, you want me to forgive you, How can I forgive? How can I forgive!"

Jian Ce's voice was calm, but the cruelty in his words made Jiang Youmin's eyes widen in horror.

Swish!

The sword light flashed, a head fell to the ground, and blood gushed out like a spring.

Mo Yu was silent, and there was no abnormality on his face, because it would be the same if it were him.

No matter what difficulties there are in the hatred of extermination, there is no possibility of solving it.

A moment later, the Jiang family was on fire, and the flames soaring into the sky illuminated the entire Jiangxinzhou, and reflected on the river surface, it was as bright red as blood.

Mo Yu withdrew his gaze, and said lightly: "Qingxiao Sword Sect, this sect knows where it is, I will take you there."

With a wave of his sleeve, the figures of the two moved away.

Qingxiao Sword Sect, located in Nanchen territory, belonged to the first-class power in the mainland, but under the flame of hatred burning in Jian Ce's chest, it was reduced to ruins in just half an hour.

Mo Yu didn't make a move. He stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, waiting quietly.

When the desperate and painful wailing gradually disappeared, Jian Ce walked out of Qingxiao Sword Sect step by step, his robe was stained red with blood, and his whole body was filled with terrifying killing intent.

Mo Yu frowned slightly. His behavior didn't look like revenge.

Jian Ce said calmly, "The ones who destroyed my Lei family back then were indeed the Qingxiao Sword Sect, but they were also instigated by others."

"Who?"

"Savage Holy Sect."

Mo Yu remained silent for a while, glanced at him, and said, "The enmity between our sect and the Savage Sacred Sect is as deep as sea, but right now, you can't seek revenge from them."

At the moment, after the defeat of the Savage Sacred Sect, it will be said that they will perform sacrifices to protect them.

Jian Ce's face was tough, he pursed his lips and said, "It will go away one day."

"That's right, as short as one year and as long as three years, the sacrifice and protection will be self-defeating. At that time, this sect will notify you and go together."

"After doing so many heinous things, the Savage Holy Sect should also disappear completely."

Jian Ce nodded heavily, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Before that, I want to retreat in Taibai Sword Sect, and I ask fellow Taoist Mo Yu for permission."

"Yes." Mo Yu nodded without hesitation, "Let's go, this sect will make arrangements for you."

……

Jianzong Jianzhong.

Jian Ce opened his arms, and suddenly countless long swords buzzed, and the sharp sword intent burst out of his body, whistling into his body.

He seemed to be in some pain, his brows were slightly frowned, but his face was still calm, without any abnormality.

The scene in front of him made Mo Yu's heart move slightly, and he pondered: "Fellow Swordsman's cultivation method is really weird, this sect has never seen it before."

Jian Ce lowered his arm, and the sound of the sword intent piercing the air quickly dissipated, "My way of the sword is the sword of destruction. It is relatively easy to practice this way. Continuous practice and even absorbing the sword intent from the outside world can quickly improve your own strength."

"But the Sword of Destruction, there is only one chance in a lifetime to use the sword with all its strength. It detonates all the sword intent in the body, destroys its body and spirit, and inspires the strongest sword."

Mo Yu's eyes contracted slightly. Even in his state of mind, he was shocked by the horror of the sword of destruction. This is basically a self-injurious swordsmanship that destroys himself first and then destroys the enemy.

In today's world, there are very few monks who choose to practice this kind of exercises. The era when they really prevailed was in the glorious and crazy ancient times.

Fighting and collision between ethnic groups, in order to protect their clansmen, warriors are often desperate.

Without exception, the power of such exercises is astonishing and terrifying.

Mo Yu suddenly understood why Jian Ce's cultivation base was only in the semi-god realm, but it gave him an inexplicable sense of crisis, presumably because of this.

After a long silence, he slowly said: "Jian Ce..."

Wanted to say something, but couldn't speak.

"I understand what you mean, and I am very grateful, but the only purpose I have been able to live up to now is revenge, and I have no other thoughts." There was a smile on the corner of Jian Ce's mouth. This was the first time Mo Yu saw him. Laughing once, "I think, from now on, you and I are friends."

"We are friends from the beginning." Mo Yu shook his head, suppressing his emotional fluctuations, "If you insist on this, maybe I can help you and make you stronger."

He raised his hand, and with a breath of kendo, he directly penetrated into his body.

Jian Ce's face changed slightly, but he soon showed joy. Under the breath of the sword, the vast sword intent in his body, which was already on the verge of explosion, suddenly fell silent.

This means that he can absorb more sword intent, and when he finally erupts, he will burst out with even more terrifying power.

"Jian Ce, if you are willing to change your mind, maybe I can help you solve the hidden dangers in your body. Now you should know that I have the possibility to do this."

Mo Yu spoke seriously.

He is not familiar with Jian Ce, but he admires him for years of enduring struggle, forcibly absorbing the sword intent to stay in his body, this kind of pain is unimaginable.Moreover, the similar experiences of the two also made him feel naturally close.

Jian Ce just shook his head, didn't say much, and strode towards the depths of the sword mound.

"When the sacrificial guardian disappears, you come to call me..."

After the words fell, his figure disappeared.