Xiaolong Town, this small town that has been destroyed for 18 years.

It has always existed silently, like a painful scar.

But tonight, a earth-shaking sound suddenly erupted in the woods outside the town.

If the people in the town heard such a loud noise 18 years ago, they would have to go out of the town to investigate.

But after these 18 years, no one will see this earth-shaking scene, a stunning battle between the young man.

‘Rumbling’, the sound of the torrent shattering was cut into two neatly by Nie Yan’s sword, and the bursting soul power was also broken, and finally it could not support the form in the sky. After a second of stillness, it broke through.

Several birds hiding from the rain were startled and flew into the rain in panic.

Heavy rain turned into heavy water!

From the sky, Nie Yan and the young man in green clothes were all faced.

But it was extremely happy.

At this moment, Nie Yan was less than ten meters away from the young man in blue. He held his sword and said in a deep voice: "You lost."

Emperor Tong stopped his two fingers on the strings, looked at Nie Yan, and said, "That may not be the last tune."

As soon as the words were finished, the heaven and earth suddenly became solemn and the heavy rain seemed to contain countless murderous intents.

Nie Yan's expression changed, and he remembered that the young man in blue had previously reminded that the last tune of this song was a killing sound that was secretly in line with the will of heaven.

Sure enough, here it comes!

The young man in blue seemed to have difficulty, and the two falling fingers seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he could not move the strings for a long time.

However, a solemn intention had formed beside him, and even the falling blade was cracked into a few small pieces.

It's not close!

Could it be that you will lose? Nie Yan's expression became solemn.

The next moment, he stood there and pinched a hand gesture full of ancient meaning. Words filled with mysterious meanings came from Nie Yan's mouth.

When dealing with the way of heaven, only the original intention of killing is to kill, but only the power of heaven and earth.

Nie Yan couldn't think of any other magic, so he could only use the "Soul-Suppressing Chapter" that he didn't dare to use easily.

The young man in blue finally began to move forward slowly, and the strings were plucked, stretching into a curve that seemed to burst.

Between the heaven and earth, any sound seemed to disappear, leaving only a sound that seemed to be present and vague slowly, as if it was welcoming the prelude to the strongest tune.

Nie Yan's mantras are getting faster and faster. Originally, every word "Soul-Suppressing Chapter" was recited, requiring a lot of soul power, and even causing soul shock. Therefore, during the practice, every word Nie Yan recited was in a pause and orderly manner, in order to avoid being injured.

But we have to admit that genius is genius.

Only such a genius will burst out with amazing potential in the battle, at the more critical moment.

When the trembling prelude of the killing sound of the young man in blue clothes came, Nie Yan's curse had no sound of abruptness. Instead, he recited one word by one faster and faster. After he arrived, he felt like he had entered a wonderful state, and every word and every sentence was as smooth as flowing water.

It was already silent, but only his lips were inciting.

And more and more powers of heaven and earth began to gather silently.

On the other hand, the young man in blue seemed to have accumulated strength to the extreme, and his fingers finally opened the strings with force.

"Buzz", a sound that was not very intimate from the guqin, but at the moment it appeared, it turned into a "whoosh" sound, like a sharp dagger, quickly wiping towards the enemy's neck.

The two tones were incompatible, but their penetration was extremely strong, which made a hare, who was afraid of ten miles apart in the distance, immediately raised his ears with a vigilant sound, and rushed into the grass with a whoosh!

If a person hears it from a distance, he will be afraid that the neck will be quickly wiped by a dagger. In just a moment, his whole body will have hairs standing upright and the chicken skin will suddenly rise.

Nie Yan was the first to bear the brunt of it. When the sound of killing sounded, his "Soul-Suppressing Chapter" was actually finished chanting strangely.

"Town!" is just a simple word, a force of heaven and earth tilted out like a torrent. At the moment of landing, it formed something like a seal, and it was severely suppressed towards the sound of killing.

Silent!

Compared with the previous movements, there was no movement in this collision, and it dissipated invisible.

The seal broke, bringing only a gentle breeze, but the sound of killing was not over yet, but the final power shot towards Nie Yan.

Nie Yan looked up and was no longer afraid!

When we reach this point, we can only move forward!

Nie Yan moved, and he looked at the sound of killing without caring, and a distance of ten meters floated forward!

The young man in blue had not had time to stand up, how could he compare speed with Nie Yan, whose soul power was blessed on his legs?

Lifting the sword, Nie Yan's long sword had been placed on the neck of the young man in blue. The sharp sword energy only brought a trace of blood on the neck of the young man in blue when it came into contact with the fragile skin.

"You lost." Nie Yan said in a deep voice.

"You may not be winning." The young man in blue smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Yan's soul armor was broken, his body trembled slightly, and countless blood marks appeared on Nie Yan's chest and abdomen. On both arms, the deep wound was about an inch, but the shallow wound only cut the skin.

But no matter what, Nie Yan looked extremely embarrassed at this moment, like a bloody man.

Yes, Nie Yan accidentally used the Soul-Suppressing Chapter to consume most of the power of the Soul-Suppressing Sound, but the Soul-Suppressing Sound was a sharp and direct force. He broke the seal but was not consumed at all!

In terms of magic, Nie Yan may not have won, and he was even more injured and even more embarrassed.

"Nothing is not necessarily a win. If you really fight, your head has already landed! Then losing is losing, winning is winning! My sword is falling because I don't kill people randomly, and even though you do it randomly, it can be considered as saving my life." Nie Yan said lightly.

Indeed, from the perspective of battle, Nie Yan won, even if he wins miserably, he won.

The young man in blue was as if he was deeply penetrated by this sentence, but his eyes were full of arrogance that he refused to surrender. He reached out and gently pushed away Nie Yan's sword, regardless of the sharp blade, and pierced his fingers just a little touch.

His blood fell to the ground drop by drop, melted with the blood dripping of Nie Yan by rain, and his fate began to be entangled in this moment.

If there is fire nickel, there will naturally be water boys.

Unfortunately, water and fire are difficult to compatible.

"Working around randomly? If you can't even endure the song "Returning to the Soul", what qualifications do you have to fight me? Those who can't endure the song "Returning to the Soul" show that their hearts are not strong, so what is the meaning of me to save? What's more, someone who is entangled with the fox demon." The young man in green clothes still spoke proudly, and had no intention of admitting failure.

Nie Yan withdrew his sword, but said, "I don't need to explain to you. But remember, I am a demon hunter. Even if the whole world doesn't recognize him, if I release the Tianhu, I am also a demon hunter."

While speaking, Nie Yan turned around and walked towards the town in broken clothes.

The young man in green clothes behind him snorted coldly and said, "Am I the gossiper? What I want is that you who will admit in person next day that it is wrong to let Tianhu go today. Please remember the name of Emperor Tong. Today's battle will only begin. Let's talk about who is stronger and who is weaker in the future." As he spoke, the young man in green clothes, who called Emperor Tong paused for a moment, and then said, "Who is right and who is wrong!"

Nie Yan stopped and looked at Emperor Tong: "You are strong, but you may not be right! I am only distinguishing between you and you, and right and wrong are only in my own heart."

"Ha, it's just cowardly! I can't bear to cut off my bad fate, but I'm just making a mistake in this strong statement. In the future, I'll wait for you in the world... Nie Yan, although I disdain your cowardice, I also admit your strength. If two years later, you can't become famous in the world, and you can't do what you said today, you are a real monster hunter, and you will also think that I misjudged you. Fighting with you today is just a shame for my Tong Emperor." The Tong Emperor raised his head slightly as he spoke, like a king and aristocrat.

In contrast, Nie Yan, who was in a broken clothes, had an indescribable vicissitudes overnight.

From the heart to the inner demon, it will become crazy.

The inner demons go away, and people are awake, but the knots of the heart are not resolved. Just like a person who is crazy due to injuries, even though he no longer goes crazy, the pain still exists.

Today's scenes are like the beginning of a history, beginning with the beginning.

Before that night, Nie Yan was still the pure and good boy who had not left the world and had dreams, and was not the ruthless Huo Nie under the sword in the future.

Before that night, Wanwan was still the beautiful and charming beggar girl who was so kind that she felt distressed, and she was not the great demon Tianmu who would be the best in the world in the future.

Before that night, Emperor Tong was still the proud boy who was the young head of the Tong family. He was not the first generation head of the Shui Tong family. He was so powerful that he was known as Gemini along with Nie Yan.

No one knew that when they were young, they had such an intersection in this dilapidated Xiaolong Town, and had set a way out.

In the heavy rain, Nie Yan's departure's back was filled with countless sighs.

The figure of the Tong Emperor standing there, with unyielding arrogance.

The tears in the eyes of Wanwan were already far away, and all that was left was a calm gaze.

It is impossible to stop the heavy rain tonight, penetrate the dark sky tonight, illuminate this sadness, and transform this sad cause and effect.

The road ahead is long, but the road ahead never stops.
Chapter completed!