The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

"who are you?"

The God King opposite him showed a look of surprise on his face and took a step back.

He was somewhat afraid of the strength of the woman in front of him.

"Still that superior, familiar tone."

Yun Ling'er smiled and tightened her grip on her sword.

The next second, she appeared before the eyes of the God King, and the ancient ink-colored sword in her hand pierced his heart fiercely.

This is the strength that Yun Ling'er gained by burning her own life - she thinks it is worth it.

At this moment, she had no time to care about other things, and there was only one thought in her mind.

revenge!

As the guardian of the Sky Fox Clan, she wants revenge on all the sinners who have harmed them!

There has been no possibility of ending this war since the day it started. Countless hatreds are like seeds, taking root and sprouting madly, and finally growing into towering trees - this war will not end unless one side completely disappears from the world!

Fight until death!

At least Yun Ling'er thought so.

She felt like she had gone crazy, but she was extremely sober. She knew exactly what she was doing and what her purpose was.

She wants to make the God Clan... never have peace!

"you!"

The god whose chest was pierced was full of astonishment. He couldn't believe that he was stabbed in the heart so easily by the woman in front of him. He didn't even see the other party's movements clearly.

"presumptuous......"

His voice was full of majesty. The gods had extremely strong vitality. They would not die even if their hearts were pierced. They had bodies that were close to immortal.

The gods and demons behind him were on full alert, and the demon cultivators became extremely manic when they saw the Demon Lord die at the hands of the sword of the woman in front of them.

They joined together in the siege of the woman in front of them.

Yun Ling'er was not surprised. She just calmly pulled out the sword that had pierced the God King's chest and kicked his body away like garbage.

He kicked onto the dusty ground that the noble gods might never touch in their lifetime.

There was an incomparable golden light in her eyes, and her vertical pupils were scanning the gods and demons in the sky, and there was even some excitement in her eyes.

Because she found someone.

The one who hides behind the gods and can’t help but shrink behind others... Hongjun!

At this moment, he was just a young boy. The arrogance of the former God King had been wiped out. Although the divinity around him was still strong, it was completely different from the scene on the day of the sacrifice.

The gods have their own means of resurrection.

At this moment, Yun Ling'er was so grateful that Hongjun could be resurrected again!

This was an unprecedented joy for her!

The resentment that had been suppressed in her heart for who knows how many years finally found a way to vent. A hint of madness flashed across her eyes, and the sword in her hand was surrounded by unparalleled sword energy.

That was the sword that Jingyan had once swung out. Yun Ling'er had already learned it by now, and her skills had become even more sophisticated than Jingyan's!

This move brought back countless years of memories in her mind!

Just to attack the gods!

She never thought that what she did was right. Maybe in the eyes of others, she was no different from the Protoss who slaughtered people indiscriminately...

But she doesn't care!

The long sword was waved among the gods, and every sword energy was carried with blood. Her figure was like the god of death, constantly reaping their lives among the gods in the sky.

There was no one who could block her sword.

Unknowingly, her swordsmanship had surpassed the limits of what the world could understand and reached a new level. This level was so mysterious that even Yun Ling'er herself could not explain it clearly.

But she didn't care. There are only two ways to use a sword. One is to protect the person you want to protect, and the other is to kill the person you want to kill.

She had to protect the one in ten people who were slaughtered by the gods on that sacrificial day, so she now had only one thought.

That is to kill all the gods and demons in front of you!

Leave no one behind!

Panic flashed in Hongjun's eyes. This body was the only carrier for his resurrection. If he was killed, he would be truly dead.

So, after recognizing who the woman was, his mind was once again invaded by the fear of the sword light!

He is afraid!

He wants to escape!

"Stop her!"

He shouted loudly, and the guards around him stood in front of him, and the demons in the sky also attacked the lonely woman standing in the sky at the same time!

The gods and demons in the sky have only one enemy.

That was a thin, lonely, white-haired woman who seemed abandoned by time.

She was originally wearing a white dress, but at this moment, the white dress had been dyed bright red with blood.

The bright red skirt fluttered in the wind. Yun Ling'er tightly grasped the sword in her hand and looked indifferently at the gods and demons in the sky.

Swing the sword slowly!

......

......

Below the crowd, a young human was looking up at the scene before him.

There was an incomparable...admiration in his eyes!

This is a swordsman, this is a sword wielder. The sword is never swung at the weak, but at the stronger!

The man holding the sword held his breath, witnessing the shocking scene before him.

The woman in red was alone in the clouds, with only the sword she held tightly in her hand.

But she was so indifferent, turning her back to the common people and facing countless gods and demons!

She was alone, her red robe fluttering in the wind, her graceful figure holding a long sword. One person, one sword, the sword opened the sky gate!

She slashed countless gods and demons into the sky. The arrogant gods who were once high and mighty were now like ants and were ruthlessly chopped down by her!

This is the real sword wielder.

The sword-wielder thought so.

1.5. Qiu Shui ( chapters, words in total)

Yun Ling'er didn't know how long she had been fighting.

She felt that she couldn't even lift her arms, and the long sword in her hand was covered with countless wounds.

This sword, which had accompanied her for countless years, was now badly damaged.

When she came to her senses, she found herself sitting on the hilltop where the Sky Fox's ancestral land once was. Night had fallen in front of her and everything was pitch black.

She just stared into the distance, her red dress fluttering in the breeze.

She couldn't quite remember what happened.

But looking at the ancient black sword full of holes in her hand, an incomparable sadness emerged in her heart.

From this moment on, she will no longer have anyone to talk to.

She will be the only one to bear the loneliness in the endless years to come.

Yun Ling'er pursed her lips and wanted to stand up, but her body was in great pain. Her tendons and veins were almost broken, and the spiritual energy flowed very slowly in her body.

She lowered her head, looked at the sword placed between her knees, and then looked at the tomb of Elder Xuanhu.

The ancestral tree seedling that was planted in front of the tomb is now growing well. It is already half a meter tall. It has sprouted new buds, and its branches and leaves are lush and green.

Yun Ling'er felt endless emotion in her heart.

After taking revenge, she should have felt unprecedented joy, but now, she didn't know who to tell about this joy to. That joy turned into disappointment and dissipated into the night.

She no longer had anyone to confide in, not even a sword.

She looked from afar and saw the branches of the ancestral tree in the distance, and was suddenly distracted.

She suddenly remembered the scene when she was young and had harvested the broken sword in the sword domain.

There was a glimmer of hope in the woman's eyes. She endured the pain, stood up shakily, and walked towards the towering branches of the ancestral tree.

She remembered what Elder Xuanhu had once said to her.

"The sword domain is beneath the branches of the ancestral tree."

She took out the bronze token that Elder Xuanhu had left her before his death, walked to the branches of the ancestral tree, and closed her eyes.

Then, it was as if the world was spinning, and the scenery in front of her eyes suddenly changed. A colorful light appeared in front of her. The woman slowly stepped forward and walked into the sword domain.

What I saw was the same scene as before.

Endless mountains.

Every mountain is filled with swords, and these swords are extremely sharp and are not ordinary creatures.

The moment she appeared, all the swords in the entire sword domain began to tremble, waiting for the woman in front of them to grasp their hilts and call them their master.

However, Yun Ling'er did not do so.

She is the most special person who has entered the Sword Domain so far.

The purpose of her trip was not to take away a sword, but to put a sword in.

That broken ancient ink-colored sword.

She wanted to try and see if the sword energy in the sword domain could repair the broken sword, because it was the only thing that the sword spirit master left for her.

She walked among the mountains of swords, but no matter what she chose, she was never satisfied. Every mountain seemed to be unsuitable for her choice - her sword, Yun Ling'er, naturally had to be the most special one.

She strolled through the mountains of swords.

One, two, three...

One hundred and one, one hundred and two, one hundred and three...

The 1,000th, 2,000th, 3,000th...

Until she reached the end of the sword domain and looked at those countless swords that she had dreamed of obtaining when she was young, Yun Ling'er's heart only felt endless emptiness.

None of them are worthy of being compared with the one in his hand.

However, she reached the end of the Sword Domain, and walking forward was the gate to leave the Sword Domain.

suddenly.

Yun Ling'er bent down, gently stroked the soil at the end of the sword domain, and smiled with relief.

He drew out his broken sword, swung it, and created an unparalleled sword wind.

Then, the sword fell and was half-inserted into the soil. The blade was covered with scars and even stained with the blood of gods and demons.

The corners of Yun Ling'er's mouth curled up slightly.

So be it.

That's fine.

......

......

then.

Another long time has passed in a flash.

I don’t know how much time has passed.