My world double door

In this vast, scorching desert world, the scorching sun pours down without reservation, baking every grain of sand to a scorching heat. The wild wind carries the sand and dust, roaring and rolling like turbulent waves. Wherever it passes, the sky and the earth are yellow and chaotic.

In the yellow sand, a team is marching forward in the desert. They are all strong and sharp-eyed, exuding a strong aura of long-trained training and the arrogance of the Xiao family. They are dressed in specially made black tights, the corners of their clothes rustle in the wind, and their steps are firm but with a bit of fatigue after a long journey.

At the front of the team, a middle-aged warrior named Xiao Zhentian, with a tall and straight figure like a pine tree, his face full of flesh glowing with bronze in the sunlight, and his eyes are like a deep cold pool, emitting a chilling light. He held a hideous-looking long sword in his hand, and the blade flashed with cold light, as if telling of the countless blood it had drunk.

Suddenly, Xiao Zhentian seemed to be struck by an invisible lightning bolt, and stopped abruptly. His whole body tensed up instantly, as if he was facing a great enemy. The warriors behind him were also shocked by his sudden action, and they stopped one after another. Doubts and uneasiness quickly spread among the team.

Xiao Zhentian's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, dripping on the hot sand, and instantly evaporated into water vapor. He danced with his hands rapidly, forming a series of complex and mysterious hand seals, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, turning into a blood-red eagle, flapping its wings and flying away into the distance.

"No! This is impossible!" Xiao Zhentian widened his eyes, watching the blood eagle explode in the air, turning into a ball of blood mist and dissipating, and let out a thunderous roar. The roar was full of shock, anger and disbelief.

"What's going on? Commander Xiao!" A young warrior of the Xiao family asked anxiously, with a tremor in his voice.

Xiao Zhentian's chest rose and fell violently, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white because of the force, and he squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Young Master... Young Master was killed!"

For a moment, the whole team fell into a dead silence. A moment later, like a volcanic eruption, angry roars came one after another.

"What? Who dares to be so bold!" A warrior's eyes were red, and the spear in his hand was inserted into the sand fiercely. The spear body trembled violently, and the surrounding sand was shaken and splashed.

"My Xiao family has dominated this desert world for a long time. Which blind thing dares to touch our young master! I will kill his whole family, leaving no one alive!" Another warrior waved the iron chain in his hand frantically, and the iron chain made a whistling sound in the air. Every swing seemed to carry his endless anger and hatred.

These martial arts practitioners of the Xiao family usually rely on the powerful power and profound martial arts of the Xiao family to run rampant in the desert world and are used to being arrogant and domineering. Whether it is the passing business caravans or the small tribes struggling to survive on the edge of the desert, they are all in awe of them and dare not offend them in the slightest. In their cognition, the young master of the Xiao family is the future helmsman of the Xiao family, the leader followed by these practitioners, and the symbol of the supreme glory of the Xiao family. Now, the young master was killed under their protection. For them, it is tantamount to the collapse of the sky and the collapse of the earth, and it is a fatal trampling on the dignity of their Xiao family.

"Everyone calm down first!" Xiao Zhentian shouted loudly, suppressing the grief in his heart. Although his voice was a little hoarse, it still carried unquestionable majesty. "We must find out who did it and make him pay a thousand times the price!"

The emotions of the crowd gradually calmed down, but the murderous intent in their eyes became stronger.

"Commander Xiao, in your opinion, could it be that other martial arts families secretly committed the murder? They have always been jealous of our Xiao family's status in this desert world." An experienced warrior speculated.

Xiao Zhentian frowned, pondered for a moment and said: "It's unlikely. If it was done by other families, they would definitely leave some clues to provoke our Xiao family. But from the current situation, the atmosphere at the scene is very strange, and it doesn't seem to be the means of those forces we are familiar with."

"No matter who he is, even if he hides at the ends of the earth, I will pull him out!" A young and vigorous warrior gritted his teeth and said.

The practitioners of the Xiao family continued to move forward in the desert with full of anger. At this time, the desert seemed to be infected by their anger, the wind was more violent, and the sand waves rolled, covering the sky. They walked forward step by step against the wind and the scorching sun, leaving deep footprints with every step, as if announcing their determination to revenge on the desert.

Along the way, they did not miss any clues that might be related to the murder of the young master. Carefully observing the messy footprints on the sand, some are deep, some are shallow, some are wide, and some are narrow, as if telling of a fierce and chaotic battle. There are also traces of weapons, deep gullies, flashing cold light under the reflection of the sun, which makes people shudder.

As they go deeper into the heart of the desert, water sources become increasingly scarce, and everyone's lips are cracked and chapped, and their throats are so dry that they seem to smoke. But they completely ignore these physical pains, and have only one thought in their hearts: find the murderer and avenge the young master.

As night falls, the temperature in the desert drops sharply, and the cold wind is biting. The practitioners of the Xiao family sit around the weak campfire, but no one has the heart to rest. They wipe their weapons silently, with a firm killing intent and longing for the young master in their eyes.

"Young Master is usually so kind to us, but we failed to protect him, I feel so sad..." A warrior choked and said, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Don't cry like a bitch! What we have to do now is to use the blood of our enemies to honor the young master!" Another warrior slapped him hard on the shoulder and said loudly.

Some young warriors' mouths twitched. None of them knew that the young master of the Xiao family was dead. If they didn't even kill the murderer to avenge the young master, they would definitely not get anything good after they go back, and they might even lose their lives. It's the fear of such punishment that makes him so dedicated.

As a result, this group of people just pretended to be like this.

"Hey, I found traces of the young master's actions."

Suddenly, a Xiao family warrior let out a light sigh, turned his head and spoke to the team in a loud voice. The team members' eyes lit up and they rushed forward quickly.

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"The copper from Shoushan is called Shoushan copper."

In the desert world, in a Shoushan copper mine, Li Yang looked at the Shoushan copper he had mined, feeling the strange divinity contained in it, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes: "Why does it sound so like the legend?" Where is the copper from the mountain where the Yellow Emperor made the tripod?”

If this is the case, then the value of this orichalcum is far beyond his expectation!

While he was thinking, suddenly, there was a burst of noisy footsteps and angry roars in the distance. Li Yang looked up and saw a group of warriors dressed in Xiao family uniforms charging toward him aggressively. The leader was Xiao Zhentian, the elder of the Xiao family. His eyes were burning with angry flames, and the Xiao family warriors behind him also All of them looked ferocious, with murderous intentions overflowing.

"The young master died here. This must be the murderer of the young master. Today is the day of your death!" Xiao Zhentian roared, his voice echoing in the desert like rolling thunder.

Seeking revenge for that idiot just now?

Li Yang's heart trembled. He knew that a fierce battle today was inevitable, but he did not panic and remained calm and composed on his face. "Don't slander anyone. What kind of murderer has it to do with me?"

"Hmph! Don't quibble here. Our Xiao family's tracking skills will never go wrong. You still have the aura of the young master on your body. You can't escape today!" Xiao Zhentian didn't listen to Li Yang's explanation at all. He waved his hand and walked behind him. The Xiao family warriors rushed toward Li Yang like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Yang turned around and ran away.

"Damn it, these aristocratic families are really born in the year of the dog!"

He knew that he was now outnumbered, and if he fought hard, it would be difficult to win. He could only avoid the edge temporarily and look for opportunities to break through.

Xiao Zhentian saw this and sneered: "Want to run? Do you think you can still run? Chase me!" After saying that, he led the Xiao family warriors in hot pursuit.

Li Yang's speed was extremely fast. He shuttled through the desert like a ghost, raising a piece of yellow sand behind him. However, the Xiao family warriors are not just ordinary people. They are all masters in the martial arts realm, and they are not slow at all. They bite Li Yang tightly and won't let go.

During the chase, the two Xiao family warriors gradually separated from the main force. Their speed was faster than the other warriors, and they soon caught up with Li Yang. The two warriors looked at Li Yang proudly, their eyes full of ridicule and disdain.

"Boy, you run away, why don't you run away?" One of the Xiao family warriors said jokingly.

"Hmph, the murderer of the young master, you will be buried today!" Another Xiao family warrior said fiercely.

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Li Yang stopped and turned around slowly, his eyes revealing a cold murderous intent. "Do you think I'm afraid of you? Since you are determined to die, then I will help you!" Li Yang said coldly.

When the two Xiao family warriors heard this, they couldn't help laughing. "Only you? A young boy who dares to speak arrogant words, today I will let you see the power of our Xiao family warriors!" With that said, they rushed towards Li Yang waving their weapons.

Li Yang took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body began to circulate rapidly. He stamped his feet on the ground violently, and rushed toward the two Xiao family warriors like lightning. When he was about to approach them, Li Yang suddenly jumped up high, quickly formed seals with his hands, and muttered something.

"Spirit Wind Blade!" Li Yang shouted, and saw sharp wind blades shot out from his hands, flying towards the two Xiao family warriors like raindrops.

The two Xiao family warriors were shocked when they saw this, and they quickly waved their weapons to resist. However, Li Yang's Spirit Wind Blade was so powerful that they could not easily resist it. The wind blade easily broke through their defenses and instantly left deep wounds on their bodies.

The two Xiao family warriors screamed and fell to the ground one after another. But they did not give up resistance and struggled to stand up and continue fighting.

When Li Yang saw this, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He flashed and came to the two Xiao family warriors. He gathered his spiritual power in his hands and suddenly struck out two palms, hitting their chests directly.

The two Xiao family warriors spurted blood from their mouths, their eyes filled with horror and despair. They never expected that Li Yang was so powerful that he could defeat them with just one move.

"It seems that your Xiao family is really awesome. Let me give you something sweet to try today!" Li Yang killed these two people without hesitation, and then snorted coldly. Seeing that the group of warriors behind him were chasing after him, he quickly of retreat.

But in a moment, Xiao Zhentian led other Xiao family warriors to catch up. When they saw the two companions lying on the ground, a strong anger and shock suddenly surged in their hearts.

"Li Yang, you dare to kill someone from my Xiao family, I will tear you into pieces!" Xiao Zhentian roared, his voice full of endless anger and hatred.

Li Yang ran while looking back at Xiao Zhentian and others. "I say again, I have nothing to do with the death of that person you mentioned. If you insist on being my enemy, don't blame me for being rude!"

Xiao Zhentian didn't listen to Li Yang's explanation at all. He raised the long sword in his hand high and roared angrily: "Kill him for me, and avenge the dead brothers and young master!"

Upon hearing this, the warriors of the Xiao family roared and rushed towards Li Yang. Their eyes were full of anger and murderous intent, as if they wanted to eat Li Yang alive.

Li Yang cursed inwardly and ran wildly on the rugged desert road. Behind him were the martial spirit warriors of the Xiao family who were chasing him like a shadow.

Suddenly, the wind behind him suddenly tightened, and a black shadow pounced like a ghost. Li Yang dodged sideways and stabbed with a backhand sword.

The sword blade cut through the air, making a "hissing" sound, and collided with the long sword in the black shadow's hand, splashing a string of sparks. Through this brief confrontation, Li Yang saw the person coming, a primary martial spirit warrior, who seemed to be very powerful.

"Li Yang, today is your death day. If you die obediently, I can still keep your body intact!" Xiao Meng showed a ferocious face, waving his long sword and attacking again.

Li Yang snorted coldly, turned his body, and performed a set of smart swordsmanship. His sword moved like a spirit snake, looking for flaws around Xiao Meng. Although Xiao Meng's attack was fierce, it was somewhat difficult to perform under Li Yang's exquisite swordsmanship. After a few moves, Li Yang spotted a flaw in Xiao Meng, and suddenly bullied himself, stabbing the long sword in his hand into Xiao Meng's abdomen fiercely.

Xiao Meng's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that he was defeated like this, and muttered: "You...how..." Before he finished speaking, he fell down with a bang. Li Yang didn't have time to catch his breath, he quickly drew out his sword and continued to run.

However, before he ran far, two figures appeared in front of him and blocked his way. They were the other two martial spirit warriors of the Xiao family, Xiao Feng and Xiao Yu, one on the left and one on the right, forming a pincer attack. Xiao Feng was good at speed, holding a pair of short blades, which flashed coldly in the moonlight; (End of this chapter)