First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 1432: The Night of the Tyrant King!
In the room.
The sky-filling furnace is roaring, and the purple fairy light is transpiring like a waterfall, and the spoils of the battle at Bixia Lake are being refined.
The harvest this time is beyond imagination!
Although the number is not many, whether it is spiritual materials, magical medicines, or magic weapons, they are all immortal treasures.
There are hundreds of varieties!
This makes the Heaven-Mending Furnace full of energy.
On one side, Su Yi sat cross-legged, and was still and motionless.
In the sea of knowledge.
When seeing the appearance of Su Yi's divine soul, the sixth generation seemed to have anticipated what was going to happen.
He said in an indifferent and solemn tone, "Do you still have any unfulfilled wishes? Say it, and I will help you in the future."
Su Yi: "..."
Shouldn't this be my own words?
"Of course, even if you don't say it, when this seat replaces you, it will help you cut off all the cause and effect of your body, and the right seat is doing good deeds."
The sixth generation is obviously different, not only talking more, but also seems... very excited and looking forward to it!
Su Yi was silent for a moment, then said: "In the future, I will inherit your memory, experience, and Dao cultivation experience. Everything you have will be used by me. In a sense, I am you. But... …”
Su Yi smiled slightly, "I can be any past life, but any past life... can't replace me!"
"Including the first!"
Come on,
He raised his hand directly.
Boom!
The Nine Hells Sword trembled.
The sixth divine chain rattled, and then broke apart inch by inch, turning into a magnificent rain of power, rushing into Su Yi's sea of consciousness.
In an instant, Su Yi seemed to be experiencing a long dream.
Dream,
He turned into a man named Wang Ye and was going through a complete spiritual life.
It's bizarre, yet so real.
What I see, feel, know...all become a part of myself.
……
"He's a scumbag! Why not kill him?"
"The father of this **** is a real innate demon! He has brutally slaughtered tens of thousands of our brothers, and he is not my race, so he should be slaughtered!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
...All kinds of roars and curses sounded one after another.
Seven-year-old Wang Ye, imprisoned in a cage, was unkempt, covered in bruises, and had no blood on his pale face.
In his field of vision, countless immortals with ferocious and angry faces wanted to smash his corpse into thousands of pieces and smash his bones into ashes.
He felt unspeakable fear and confusion.
Chong!
A middle-aged man in a shirt pulled out a sharp sword and strode over.
The eyes were cold and full of hatred, and the war knife was buzzing, as if eager to eat blood.
At that moment, Wang Ye was about to suffocate, thinking that he would be cut to death by the middle-aged man in the shirt like a beast.
At that moment, a thin figure stood in front of the cage where Wang Ye was being held.
"His mother Wang Xuansu, who was with us, stationed at the sixth day for 3,900 years, once killed tens of thousands of demons, and once rescued countless comrades from the battlefield!"
The thin figure said in a deep voice, "She once made great achievements for our 'North River Immortal Continent', what qualifications do you have to kill her child?"
The voices of scolding, reprimanding, and hatred subsided.
The crowd fell silent.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man in the battle robe shouted: "Boss, his father is a congenital demon! The blood of that **** is flowing on his body! If he doesn't die, he is destined to raise tigers!"
Clap!
The skinny figure slapped the middle-aged face in the shirt, "He is your sister's child! There is even more blood of your sister flowing on him! And you...are his uncle!!"
The middle-aged man in the shirt bowed his head and his eyes were red.
The skinny figure glanced around and said: "Seven years ago, Wang Xuansu killed the enemy with blood on the battlefield. Unfortunately, he was captured, fell into the hands of the enemy, and was tainted by a traitor. That's why this child is born!"
"For the past seven years, Wang Xuansu has endured humiliation and humiliation, and finally, after going through hardships and struggling with her last breath, she finally sent the child back. Before she died, her only request was to hope that the child would grow up safely. Why can't we give this child a way out?"
The arena is silent, and everyone is more and more silent.
The thin figure turned around and raised his hand to smash the cage.
He looked at Wang Ye, who was only seven years old, and said, "My child, I will give you a chance to choose."
"One, stay on the sixth day, I will teach you to practice, when you grow up, you go to avenge your mother, kill all those demons, and prove to everyone that you... are not the descendants of demons, but Our Beihe Xianzhou sixth-day customs officer, Wang Xuansu's child!"
"Two, I will abolish your roots and talents, erase your memory, and send you away. From now on, be an ordinary person and live your life in peace. This is also your mother's long-cherished wish. ."
"Now, you can make a choice."
As soon as the thin figure finished speaking, Wang Ye said without hesitation: "I want to avenge my mother!!"
The thin figure was silent for a moment, then picked up Wang Ye, who was sitting there, and said, "Good boy!"
From that day on, Wang Ye stayed at the sixth day.
I finally know that the skinny figure's name is Li Nandu, and he is the guardian of the sixth day pass!
Also the most influential person in his life!
And the middle-aged man in the shirt who wielded a knife to kill him was his uncle Wang Xuanting.
Wang Ye, who stayed on the sixth day, showed an amazing talent, especially in swordsmanship, and had an unparalleled terrifying talent.
At the age of seventeen, he was already the first person in the younger generation of Sixth Heaven Gate. After thousands of battles, big and small, the head of the demon beheaded can be built into a thousand-zhang pagoda!
At the age of twenty-three, he has become the ninth general in the sixth day, killing the army of demons with one sword and one person.
His strength and actions have been recognized by all the powerhouses on the sixth day.
Including his uncle Wang Xuanting, they are all proud of him and proud of him.
Li Nandu, the guardian envoy, even regarded him as his successor, saying that in the future, if Wang Ye is here, the sixth day pass will not fall!
……
At the age of twenty-seven, Wang Ye went into the depths of the enemy camp alone, fought **** battles for thirty days, experienced many dangers of life and death, and returned with thousands of **** heads.
He was greeted with terrible news.
On the sixth day, I fell!
The head of the guard envoy Li Nandu was hung high above the city wall.
His uncle, Wang Xuanting, was slapped with cramps and put to death.
Those comrades who had fought alongside him were turned into bones.
And the murderer is his biological father, a big man in the demon camp!
Wang Ye will never forget that day.
When I saw Li Nandu's head hanging on the high city wall, it was swaying with the wind.
When I saw my uncle's body scattered all over the place.
When I saw the blood and corpses on the ground inside and outside the sixth day.
He's totally mad and broken!
On that day, his father stepped down from the top of the city wall on the sixth day, stared into his eyes, and scolded expressionlessly:
"Your mother is a bitch, and you are also an unworthy son!"
His father also said: "This time, I won't kill you, I want you to see how the world you guard will treat you in the future!"
"If you can't get along, go to me, kneel in front of me and repent, and I'll give you a place to stand!"
After putting down these humiliating and disdainful words, the man left with an army of demons.
That day, Wang Ye knelt down on the ground, facing the sixth day pass, shedding two lines of blood and tears.
He hasn't shed a tear for anyone since then.
From that day onwards, after the fall of the sixth day, the only surviving Wang Ye was regarded as a traitor by Beihe Xianzhou!
Some people say that he colluded with the demons and cooperated inside and outside to kill everyone in the sixth day.
Some people say that he is a **** of a demon, born to be rebellious, eating inside and outside, and everyone will kill him!
All kinds of anger and hatred have pointed the finger at Wang Ye.
In the past, he was the most dazzling swordsman wizard in the sixth day, the ninth general known to every household in Beihe Xianzhou, and a legend of the younger generation!
Now,
He is a traitor and completely ruined!
……
In the next ten years, Wang Ye's temperament changed greatly, his mind was confused, and he was crazy.
He used to live on the streets, unkempt and scrambled for food with wild dogs.
She once slept in the wild with wild beasts.
Have tasted the scorching coldness of the world, and completely lost myself in the confusion.
Until one day, he was recognized and escorted to the sixth day. He was regarded as a death row and will be executed in the middle!
That day, the sixth day, the crowd was full of people, and countless people were cursing him as a traitor, and hatred was written on everyone's face.
On that day, the twilight was like blood, and on the sixth day, the ancient city walls were closed and bathed in a dazzling red.
Wang Ye, who was tied to a copper pillar, looked at the blood-stained city wall in the twilight, and seemed to see Li Nandu's head hanging high again.
I remembered what the old man had said when he was imprisoned in a cage when he was seven years old:
"You are not the descendant of the devil, but our general, Wang Xuansu's child, on the sixth day of Beihe Xianzhou!"
On that day, Wang Ye, who was about to be executed, regained his senses in a daze, broke free from the shackles, and broke through the air.
On that day, he vowed to destroy all demons outside the sixth day!
Not to wash away shame and infamy.
Only for revenge!
……
Nine years later.
On the sixth day, outside the gate, Wang Ye, one person and one sword, swept away the realm occupied by thirteen demon forces within nine days.
A sea of corpses and blood, rivers of blood!
I still remember when he met his father, the latter's face was full of surprise and disbelief.
I also remember that before his father died, he was still cursing.
May...
Wang Ye doesn't care.
When the news came back to Beihe Xianzhou, it was a sensation all over the world. I don't know how many people were ashamed and regretted their hatred for Wang Ye at the beginning.
Wang Ye still doesn't care.
Since that day ~IndoMTL.com~ he left Beihe Xianzhou to seek a higher sword path.
……
In later years.
There is one less Wang Ye in the world, and one more "tyrant" who is above the swordsmanship.
It's also the "King Dao Emperor" who dare not speak his name!
Until later, after those long years, few people in the fairy world knew the name "Wang Ye".
No matter how the years change, in the fairy world, the title of "tyrant",
Only belong to one person.
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ps: Before 6pm in the second update,
emmm, the 2nd streak in the morning failed again~ Well, try to make another 5th shift this week.