C6 Dusty Memory

Within the weapons lounge.

The rainbow-colored sword that had helped Tian Feng survive the crisis continued to circle around his head. However, the energy that it emitted wasn't just the fire and water type energy, but also the green wind energy, the brown earth energy, the white light energy, and the black dark energy.

All sorts of energy surged into Tian Feng's body one after another, causing his body to be bathed in all kinds of energy while at the same time having his meridians cleaned.

A hint of pain appeared on the red face of the unconscious Tianfeng Martial Immortal. His trembling hands tightly held onto his head …

In his mind, countless strange memories flooded in. Among them, the full moon also had two strange images, but this time it was different. Everything was so real. The dialogue of the characters in the pictures were imprinted in his mind.

In a picture, the spring breeze was warm, the willow trees and the grass were all so flourishing.

Amidst the gentle twirling of the zither, a little boy in the arms of a beautiful woman waved his little fists and cheered, "Wa, wa …" "Dad, you can do it! This time, we must use all of our moves in one go to the end. Don't embarrass us in front of Mom!"

"You, you're being naughty, stop trying to provoke your dad, he hasn't even cultivated to the highest level of the Heavenly Sword Technique, how can he use it to the end, it's like standing on a rock and talking without feeling pain!" Glancing at her son in her arms, the beautiful woman scolded him with a smile. Her beautiful eyes were filled with a doting look before she slowly raised her head to look at the middle-aged man in the distance with eyes filled with deep love. Under her fair fingers, the beautiful zither music didn't slow down in the slightest. The fluttering of her black hair in the breeze made her seem like a fairy from the heavenly palace.

After the boy heard this, he couldn't help but pout his small mouth and defend the middle-aged man in the distance: "That's not true, even grandfather said that father is the most talented person in the family, I don't believe that father won't be able to demonstrate it to the end. Also, I must be stronger than my father in the future. Hehe, secretly telling mom, I'm also a beginner fighter. Grandfather said that I am much stronger than father. "

The boy, however, did not pay any attention to what the girl said. Looking at his father's churning body, his young face flushed with excitement. "Daddy is the best, do your best!"

In the distance, the valiant middle-aged man who was dancing the sword seemed to hear his son's shout, and a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face. With a loud shout, he brandished his long sword even more, and his agile body quickly flashed, a sharp sword qi whizzed out from his shiny sword blade, continuously slicing the ground beneath him.

On the other side, the scene was completely different from the former's warm and harmonious state.

The autumn wind was bleak, bringing with it a strong killing intent, urging all living things to wither.

Under the setting sun, in the dense forest, the yellow leaves carried that last hint of attachment as they slowly drifted back to the earth, bringing a heavy feeling of desolation to the entire world.

In the depths of the forest, on the cliff, a fifteen to sixteen year old young man in a white robe was staring at the dozen or so warriors dressed in all kinds of clothing with a simple and unadorned dagger in his hand. At this moment, his delicate face was filled with fatigue, and behind his messy black hair, his white robe was already showing signs of damage.

Haha, as expected of the genius of the Xiao Clan. He was chased for a day and a night and still hasn't fallen yet." "Looking at the white-robed youth who had already become like a turtle in a jar, an old man in a black robe and a white beard stepped forward and jokingly said with a hoarse voice.

"If you want to kill me, then kill me. Why are you spouting so much nonsense?" Although he was almost out of energy and his hand holding the dagger was slightly trembling, the white-robed youth still stubbornly raised his head and spoke without fear.

Alright, it's the voice of the land, it's a man! However, I still want to kill you. Speak, Xiao Tian. What last wishes do you have? The youth's words immediately aroused the praise of a rough middle-aged man. After a moment of regret, he promised with a heavy tone that he would stop anyone who was close to him with a wave of his hand.

Taking a deep breath, he tried his best to calm his surging blood. The young man's face was filled with misery: "Haha, last wish? Since his home is gone and he is dead, what is his last wish for?! "

After pausing for a moment, as if he had thought of something, the young man said hesitantly, "Then before I die, can you tell me what is going on? Why did I, who had a happy family, become homeless in the blink of an eye? Why did we, who are normally uncontested by the world, encounter such a calamity? "

The boorish man stared at the youth, guilt flashing across his face. He sighed and said faintly, "Because of you!"

"You are too outstanding!" Originally, the few ancient martial arts families were competing with each other, but their strengths were almost the same, hence, each has their own victor. A talented youth like you has appeared in your Xiao family. You can foresee that in the coming decades, the ownership of the mine, decided by strength, will be in the hands of your Xiao Clan for a long period of time. This is something that we definitely cannot allow, and that is why we are willing to join hands to destroy you. " Even so, he was very unwilling.

However, if he didn't join the alliance to deal with the Xiao family, his family would become the second Xiao family. For the sake of the clan, he could only act in such a manner out of conscience. He had no other choice. Thus, when he saw that Xiao Tian was feeling even more guilty, he couldn't help but think about fulfilling his last wish.

Looking at the pale-faced young man, the black-robed elder smiled sinisterly and said, "As for why your Xiao Clan was able to be destroyed so easily. Heh heh, I don't mind telling you. It was your eldest brother who betrayed your Xiao family out of jealousy. Although the Xiao family's « Heavenly Sword Secret Art » was very powerful. Unfortunately, no matter how powerful a cultivation technique is, it still has a fatal flaw even if it has not been cultivated to the peak. "

Causing trouble because he was too outstanding? His own elder brother had betrayed his family out of jealousy? Why is that? I really don't understand this!

Perhaps no one could match Xiao Tian's talent in martial arts, but deep in his heart, he was just a child under the protection of his parents. His mind was simple, and the reason he trained so hard was only to make his parents happy. A tree in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. This was something he had only seen from books. He would never have thought that such a thing would actually happen to him. But when he heard the words of the former, he was completely at a loss.

Seeing that the youth's face was filled with shock and his eyes had a trace of shock, the old man couldn't help but reveal a cruel smile. "Don't worry, I have already taken care of that big brother of yours." If you want to negotiate with us, then don't even think about who you are. "

Because of him, because of him …

He was no longer in the mood to pay attention to the enemies around him who were eyeing him covetously. Such a voice echoed in the youth's mind.

My home is gone, my dad, mom, and grandpa are all gone, what's the use of leaving me behind!

After being shocked and stunned, despair filled the youth's black eyes. He was then replaced by a burning madness. "Ah! Since all of you want to kill me that much, then come!"

He no longer had any thoughts of surviving, so he put all of his efforts into a move that he had not used before. Although he had acquired great power, the price was his life.

His body floated as the short sword in his hand danced at a crazy speed. At this moment, the forest was filled with sand and debris. Even the towering trees seemed to be unable to withstand the noise of the 'jiya jiya' sound.

"How is this possible, the ninth stage of the Heavenly Sword Technique?" God damn it. If you want to live, then use all your strength to drink milk! " The suppressive feeling from the young man caused the black-robed old man to feel a sense of danger. His expression changed greatly, and he could not help but shout at the terrified crowd around him. His hands did not stop moving, and boundless true energy surged out from his skinny body.

"Bang, bang, bang …" Ignoring the terrifying attacks from dozens of experts, Xiao Tian only attacked without defending. He let the deep, bone-deep bloody scars appear on his body as streams of resplendent sword Qi flew out like locusts towards his surroundings.

"Swish …"

"Ah …"

The towering trees were harvested like wheat. Accompanied by miserable cries, blood splattered everywhere, leaving behind only broken limbs on the ground. In an instant, only six or seven martial artists, including the boorish old man and the black-clothed old man, stood among the dozens of martial artists. However, their pale complexions and sinister bloodstains hanging from the corners of their mouths made it clear that they were severely injured …

"Boom …"

The short sword that had already been infused with his enormous Zhen Qi made contact with the opponent's attack, and immediately let out a crisp breaking sound. The short sword broke into pieces, and a rainbow-colored sword shadow shot into Xiao Tian's forehead. However, his body completely disappeared in the midst of the immense energy that shot towards him. The only thing that remained of him was a seven-colored light that shot into the sky.

"Ah …" Slightly letting out a hoarse groan, the unconscious Tian Feng slowly woke up. With unblemished black eyes filled with pain, he asked: "I am Xiao Tian? Why do you still want me to reincarnate? Why do you still want me to remember past events! "

In the midst of his stupefied expression, Tian Feng lay still on his back. His eyes stared absentmindedly at the multicolored small sword hovering above his head.