Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

"It took me a long time to remove these people's heads."

"Come and see... Is there anyone you know in there?"

Everyone at the scene changed color instantly, and many guests stood up.

It's not that I was scared. These people in the martial arts world have killed many people. How could any famous martial arts celebrity have never committed murder and arson? The noble families who hold the title of martial arts champion have destroyed many sects. But traveling around with human heads hanging on clothes is a pure act of evil.

The martial arts world in Daxia today is clearly divided, but few people would call themselves a cult or a demon... After all, everyone thinks that they are a good person with a complex complex, and even if they do bad things, they have no choice.

But this woman actually did it, in front of these people. This was a naked demonstration and even a provocation.

"Female devil, who are you?" The leader of the Liu family couldn't help but ask.

The white-haired female devil smiled and jokingly said, "Of course it's your old mother who is no longer around to take care of her... Isn't this a beautiful answer?"

The leader's chest felt a surge of blood and energy.

A famous martial arts master slammed the table and said, "This behavior is simply insane! How can we tolerate her walking out of here safely? If this gets out, how can we face the martial arts world?"

Just as he finished speaking, he saw the sleeves fluttering and a strange wind blew through the clouds.

An extremely exquisite yet dangerous palm force emerged. The grandmaster who was speaking drew the sword from his waist to defend himself. With just one blow, his weapon was broken into two pieces. His entire body was hit directly and broke into two pieces on the spot, with his intestines scattered all over the ground. He was deader than dead.

There was blood at the scene and flames were burning on the bodies.

"This palm technique!"

"Three Variations on Plum Blossoms?"

"Isn't this the unique skill of the Meishan School? How could she know this move?"

"No, what's important is her cultivation. She is actually a saint!"

Seeing with their own eyes that a martial arts master of considerable strength had died just like that, the hundreds of guests present immediately became confused. Everyone here was a prominent figure, and they certainly didn't want to lose their lives here for no reason.

Someone else shouted, "My fellow martial artists, how can we watch this evil woman wreaking havoc here?"

The head of the Liu family stood up with an unpleasant expression on his face: "Don't worry, everyone... It was just a moment of carelessness. Now it won't be so easy for her to kill someone again."

The Wu family spear master said nothing, but silently lifted the cloth covering the tip of the spear.

Dunkui didn't make any move. He just looked at the silent Fenghuangtai Sect Leader strangely, drank a sip of tea slowly, and then said, "This is considered an internal matter of Fenghuangtai... Is it convenient for outsiders like us to intervene?"

Facing the angry eyes of the guests around her, Feng Zhi had no choice but to explain: "She was indeed once a disciple of Fenghuangtai... but not anymore. She was expelled from the sect long ago and should have been executed."

But this simple explanation did not satisfy all the guests.

Fengzhi continued to explain, "Five years ago, young women from many sects died in succession. In just five months, more than 30 people died. Each of the dead had been drained of blood, and their clothes were stained with blood. This was called the 'Bloody Clothes Case'. This incident caused a sensation in the martial arts world, and even the Dali Temple intervened to investigate, but the case was left unresolved."

The sudden mention of this case made many people present change their expressions.

Because the number of victims in this case is large and they are spread all over the world.

Many major sects are involved, including those that were invited to the scene.

Five years have passed and the death toll has not increased, but many people are still investigating the case without any clues.

The Wu family's spear chief also asked for the first time: "Are you trying to say that the murderer behind this bloody clothes case is her?!"

Fengzhi sighed bitterly: "Yes."

"Why did Phoenix TV block this news?" Wu's spear chief said angrily, "My sister was killed by her!"

"Because no one knew at the time..." Huang Yanxia spoke for her, her voice suppressing her emotions: "I was the one who discovered that she was the murderer in the Bloody Robe Case, and I saw with my own eyes that she killed the inner disciples of Phoenix Terrace. She personally killed the sisters we had lived with day and night for more than ten years... If not for this, I would never have believed that the murderer in the Bloody Robe Case would be my biological sister."

"And then what?" Wu Family Spearmaster continued to question: "You let her leave!"

"No, I killed her."

She remembered very clearly the night she killed her sister.

At that time, Huang Qiyun had just pierced the throat of an inner sect disciple with a dagger, causing a large amount of blood to spurt out. The blood gushed out on her clothes. She walked barefoot in the pool of blood, spinning around, shaking her body and dancing, as if what was sprayed on her body was not blood but rain. She looked so overjoyed that she looked like a bloodthirsty devil.

Through the gap in the window, Huang Yanxia saw all of this. She drew her sword and chased after him. Huang Qiyun, who was discovered, seemed to wake up all of a sudden and immediately escaped through the window. The two of them chased each other, one after the other, and finally arrived in front of the Bishuitan Lake.

Huang Qiyun, covered in blood, looked so pitiful that it broke people's hearts. She cried and said that she didn't mean it and she didn't want to do it. Just now, she said that she was not like herself and she had never hurt anyone else.

But Huang Yanxia would no longer be deceived, she exposed Huang Qiyun's lies - then why are you still laughing?

When her sister was touching the corner of her lips which were oddly raised in astonishment, Huang Yanxia threw the weapon in her hand, the Hundred-Step Flying Sword, and pierced her heart.

Since that night five years ago, the village has been abandoned and no one has ever visited it again. The Bishuitan Lake has also become a restricted area that no one cares about.

She buried everything under the pool, but she didn't expect... that she would actually come out of her memories, come to the reality, and transform into a real devil.

Huang Yanxia raised her eyes and looked at the enchanting female ghost in the clouds: "I clearly pierced your heart with my own hands, turned the sword, and sank you into the clear water pool at the foot of Fenghuangtai Mountain without leaving any life... How could you still be alive?"

"I'm also very curious, why am I still alive after being pierced through the heart? Maybe this is a gift. I've lost my human heart, and from now on I'm no longer a human." Huang Qiyun descended in altitude and walked out of the clouds, stepping on the red carpet with bare feet. Bright flower petals were scattered on the ground, and they burst into flames and turned into ashes as the red skirt fluttered by: "I crawled back from hell, Yanxia... I came to take back what belongs to me."

"I'm sorry to trouble you all. It seems I have to do it again today, what I failed to complete five years ago."

Huang Yanxia raised her hand and a sword fell into her palm. Her cold eyes were reflected on the long sword that was flashing with cold light.

She rushed forward, pointing the long sword in her hand at Huang Qiyun, and the sword energy turned into a strong force!

When the sword was slashed out, the entire sea of ​​clouds was stirred up, like a turbulent ocean.

Time seemed to come to a standstill at this moment, with only two people remaining frozen.

Huang Qiyun grasped the long spear in his right hand and blocked the indestructible sword energy with one hand, his white hair danced wildly in the wind, his slender and light wrists were revealed from under his sleeves, the vast clouds behind him were rolling and roaring, and the sea of ​​clouds was filled with waves!

With her slender fingers clasping the sword tip, the female devil slowly raised her eyes and stared at the sword fairy in the close distance. The smile on her face was sad yet enchanting. Endless dangers were hidden beneath her breathtaking beauty.

Her golden-red eyes seemed to be about to ooze out blood, and it even gave people the illusion that there might be white bones beneath her robe.

Beauty withered bones!

As soon as the two men fought, there was no more words to say, only cold stares.

Huang Yanxia and Huang Qiyun have been sisters for so many years and understand each other... Huang Qiyun always gives her the impression of being timid, silent and submissive. She shouldn't have such a bold personality. She would cry and make a fuss even when seeing blood. How could she have the courage to kill someone? But she had to believe it after seeing it with her own eyes. Huang Yanxia suspected that her sister's soul had already been devoured by the devil. The one who stayed here was not her sister, but the devil.

She also looked straight into those eyes, the eyes she had seen countless times in her dreams, eyes that made her feel painful and helpless, regretful and uneasy.

It seemed so strange and there was no warmth at all.

Therefore, Huang Yanxia became more certain that the one who stayed here was not her sister, but the bloodthirsty female devil who killed people without a trace... As early as five years ago, her sister had died in the clear water pond, and the one here was just the devil who had resurrected from the dead.

Immediately, the evil woman smiled, and her smile was so beautiful, charming, moving, and seductive... There was no trace of the immaturity and naivety of a little girl anymore.

She loosened her grip on the long sword and gently pushed it forward. A force hit the sword edge, forcing Huang Yanxia to retreat.

"You really haven't changed at all."

The white-haired demon spoke in a mocking tone, with a mischievous look on her face, and even stuck out her tongue as a provocation: "If you want to kill me, a sword like this is not qualified enough... After all, it's not five years ago, I don't have to give in to you."

"Leave me alone?"

There was a hint of anger in Huang Yanxia's eyes. Her sister would never speak to her like that. This devil had the audacity to speak so arrogantly while occupying the body of her relative.

The Qi in her body rolled and spread wildly, covering a distance of eight hundred miles in the blink of an eye... The extremely fast Qi flow transformed into the fastest sword light.

The sword light exploded suddenly, as fast as the awakening of insects.

The violent sword energy sank into the clouds, perhaps hundreds of miles away.

Such a fast sword attack cannot be blocked by the physical body. Even a saint with a strong physique does not dare to use his physical body to meet the sword of the Sword Saint, which has the strongest attack power.

But this sword was indeed blocked!

Because Huang Qiyun also brought a weapon, she held a white sword in her hand. The pale sword body was extremely thin, and the sword itself was almost transparent and difficult to detect.

If you look closely, you will find that it is not a sword at all, but a hair.

The female devil used a strand of pure white hair as a weapon to block the thundering sword of the contemporary sword master.

The result was almost jaw-dropping.

But this is not the end.

Huang Qiyun's swordsmanship was not inferior to Huang Yanxia's at all. She blocked more than thirty subsequent swords from Huang Yanxia in succession, as if she had already seen through and pre-read all her attack routes, and even her subtle movements and habits were predicted.

The person who knows you best may not be yourself, but your enemy!

Huang Yanxia's sword was very fast, but it was always a beat slower, which prevented her attack from being launched. However, as Huang Qiyun began to attack, the situation instantly turned around.

The female devil immediately unilaterally suppressed the sword fairy and beat her violently. All her sword moves were fantastic and full of imagination, and there was no repetition. She was like an antelope hanging on a horn. While dancing with her sword, her clothes fluttered like a dazzling sword dance. She would deliberately leave some blank space and pauses in her movements, as if to give her opponent a chance to breathe, or to make the sword dance appear more rhythmic... Whatever the reason, it proved her inner ease.

Huang Yanxia experienced the feeling of the previous sword champion who was defeated by her, that is, an all-round helplessness, whether it was swordsmanship, cultivation, skills or spirituality, they were all completely suppressed. Finally, Huang Qiyun seemed to be tired of playing, and he raised his long sword and cut her wrist. He penetrated his finger into her chest and poked the center of the ribs. In an instant, the sound of bone breaking resounded clearly in the clouds on the top of the mountain.

In severe pain, Huang Yanxia's eyes met the white-haired female devil at close range, and her breathing became slightly rapid.

"I forgot to tell you... It's really not difficult to defeat you in a battle of the same realm." Huang Qiyun retracted his blood-stained index finger, placed it in front of his lips and gently brushed it, as if he had applied bright lipstick: "Tell me, are you starting to regret it?"

Huang Yanxia held the long spear, blood flowing down the wound and staining her white clothes red. "I don't regret what happened five years ago. Death in my hands can at least guarantee your basic dignity as a human being. You have been possessed by the devil too deeply, and you are no longer my Qiyun."

Hearing this answer, Huang Qiyun suddenly laughed. The laughter was not as enchanting and charming as before, nor as sad and mournful as before. Instead, it was a little crazy, a kind of wild laughter, like the loud laughter left by a desperate hero who set a building on fire and burned himself in the fire. The laughter shocked Huang Yanxia and made her take a few steps back, and the clouds were resonating like ripples.

There was no joy of revenge in the wild laughter, only a sense of resentment.

For the past five years, Huang Qiyun wanted to return to the Phoenix Terrace all the time, to watch Huang Yanxia kneel down in front of him and cry and repent! Because she killed him with her own hands, because she didn't believe in her closest relative at all!

He just saw that he had killed someone, so he stabbed himself to death without saying a word, and even said something about maintaining his dignity as a human being!

Don't ask about the cause and effect at all, and don't care what the truth is!

But... these issues are irrelevant now.

What if I have to bear a few more infamy on the road to revenge?

However, Huang Qiyun was a little too careless and a little too arrogant.

She had intended to defeat Huang Yanxia in one fell swoop, but she did not notice that fire was igniting in her bleeding wounds, and her flesh and blood were rapidly regenerating.

And the Wu family's spear leader who was waiting on the side had already taken action first.

He had a deep hatred for the murderer of the blood-stained shirt case. Seeing his enemy face to face today, he was extremely jealous. He threw his spear like a rainbow piercing the sun, and the weapon burst out with a thousand pounds of force.

The Wu family's spear master's heirloom spear 'Shuo Han' is a battlefield weapon. It is rumored that it has been used by two enemies who have fought ten thousand men in their lifetime. Therefore, the Wu family's spearmanship is also bold and fierce. Once they strike, they can directly stir up the wind and clouds, and the air is filled with a strong murderous aura.

A corner of Huang Qiyun's sleeve was torn. She stepped on the tiptoes to create some distance, but suddenly she felt her body pause.

Not far away, Wu Jue Weng quietly used tea to draw a talisman on the table, connecting with the earth's energy and using the art of Qimen Dunjia to keep her on the ground.

At the same time, the head of the Liu family also took action.

She was forced back off the top of the mountain, her feet planted on the suspension cable.

Several gaps appeared on the red dress, and the white skeleton on it was actually stained with a layer of blood.

Her white hair was disheveled, and she bit a strand of hair between her lips and teeth, silently swallowing the spilled blood.

Huang Qiyun was a little too confident and she really misjudged the situation.

His strength might be able to compete with Huang Yanxia, ​​but it is not enough to challenge all the leaders here.

Coupled with the strong demonic aura she exuded when she first appeared, as well as that eerie and terrifying temperament, she doesn't look like a good person at all.

He was even labeled as the "real murderer of the blood-stained clothes case", which directly aroused public anger.

But even at this point...she didn't open her mouth to explain anything.

He just used his pair of golden-red eyes to cast his hateful gaze equally on every powerful enemy.

The Wu family spear master shook the Shuohan spear and shouted angrily: "Give my sister back her life!"

He took the position of the main attacker, while the head of the Liu family and the Five Wonders were on the side, ready to find an opportunity to wait for a flaw and complete the damage.

Huang Yanxia, ​​who was not far away, covered her chest with her hands. Her injuries had been mostly recovered under the effect of the Nirvana method. She was born with the spirit of the phoenix in her body, so the injuries were just superficial. When she was about to move forward, she was stopped by Feng Zhi.

"What else are you going to do?"

"This is between us!"

"Do you want to rush in and make enemies with the leaders?" Fengzhi dissuaded.

"..."

"Yanxia, ​​there is no going back to the past. She came here today to kill everyone for revenge... This is a life-and-death battle, you can't hesitate. You hesitated five years ago, and you are still hesitating now." Fengzhi said in a deep voice: "If you haven't thought it through, then don't do anything!"

Huang Yanxia looked ahead with an obscure expression.

At this time, the Spear Leader had completely seized the key point of the attack. After Liu Zhangkui and Huang Qiyun exchanged a move, they forced Huang Qiyun into a state of stiffness, revealing a huge flaw. The door was wide open. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the Spear Leader naturally would not miss it.

The spear pointed at Huang Qiyun's heart.

Sa——!

The female devil grabbed the rope with both hands and retreated all the way, but her directions to dodge left and right were blocked. Seeing that there was no way to dodge this move, she simply crossed her eyes, stopped defending, and rushed directly towards the spear, intending to crush the spear leader's neck with her bare hands, exchanging one death for another.