The Supreme Sword (Heaven Defying Sword)

Just as the warriors in the land of Shenzhou were shaking and a huge storm was blowing, Xuantian, Long Ziyan, Mo Qianji, Xiang Tianxiao...the four rushed to Tianjianzong on flying puppets.

The flying puppet can travel more than 50,000 miles a day, which is equivalent to the powerhouse at the peak of the heavenly realm flying wildly for a day without eating, drinking or resting. The speed is extremely fast. In just ten days, he reached the Tianjian Dynasty of Aozhou in the Northern Territory.

Tianjianzong has been paying attention to the news of the land of Shenzhou. Xuantian and Xiang Shao returned to Shenzhou and their deeds in Shengchang City in the southern region were known to Tianjianzong early.

Xuantian and Xiang Tianxiao were hunted down by the first son and entered the sea of ​​magic mist. When Jianzong got the news, everyone was horrified, especially Xuantian's parents, who almost fainted.

As for Xuantian's grandfather, Huang Yuancheng, who was already in poor health, in the past three years, he has aged very quickly and is on the verge of death.

Xuantian is their hope, but the Sea of ​​Magic Mist has been a forbidden sea since ancient times, and Xuantian's entry into the Sea of ​​Magic Mist is almost equivalent to shattering their hope!

Some time ago, when they heard the news that Xuantian had reappeared in the land of Shenzhou, Tianjianzong immediately swept away the haze accumulated for three years, and welcomed the celebration.

Especially for Xuanhong and Huang Yue, the joy cannot be described in words.

Tianjianzong, the valley where the Huang family is located.

In the building in the middle of the valley, there is a hall, which is the main hall of the Huang family, where meetings are held.

Behind the main hall of the Huang family, there is a yard, and next to the yard is the room where Huang Yuancheng lives.

At this moment, there were many people standing in the room, including Huang Mingshan, Huang Qishan, Huang Kunshan, Xuanhong, Huang Yue...the main figures of the Huang family were all standing in the room.

Everyone looked sad and indignant.

Inside the room was a large bed, on which lay an old man with snow-white hair, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his eyes were closed.

That old man with white hair is Huang Yuancheng.

At this moment, Huang Yuancheng didn't know if he was sleeping or..."Father...Senior Mo has already gone to pick up Tian'er and came back. You have been worried about Tian'er for three years, and you have waited for three years. Why don't you wait a few more days before opening the door?" Eyes, take a look at the sky before you go...!" Huang Yue sat beside Huang Yuancheng's bed, with tears in her eyes and a sad voice.

Huang Yuancheng has aged very quickly in the past three years, and recently he is dying, but he has something in his heart and seems unwilling to leave, so although his body is about to be paralyzed, he is still alive and well.

However, maybe the old man was too excited and joyful to hear the news of Xuantian's return to Shenzhou some time ago, which made his old body unable to bear it, or maybe, the worries in his heart finally came to fruition, and the breath finally dissipated... Five days ago, Huang Yuancheng's condition suddenly worsened, and three days ago, he completely fell into a coma.

Xuanhong stood beside Huang Yue, clenched his fists in both hands, chattering continuously. Over the years, he had always had a knot in his heart. He was indeed the one who brought the Huang family down. Hatred broke out again at this moment... Seeing Huang Yue's sad voice, with tears in his eyes, Huang Kunshan said, "Little sister, dad still has a pulse, he will definitely wait until Tian'er comes back...!"

At this moment, a shout sounded from outside the room: "Father...!"

Immediately the door opened, and a young man in his twenties rushed in, with an excited look on his face, as if he sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the room, he shrank his neck, and said to Huang Kunshan, "Father... Cousin Xuantian arrive!"

This young man is none other than Huang Shi. His thunder attribute aptitude is good, and he has achieved quite a lot in cultivating Hua Lei Zunjue. ... Except for a few strong men in the heavenly realm, he is the one who has the highest cultivation right now.

Swish——!

Everyone's eyes lit up at this moment, and they looked at Huangshi at the same time.

At this moment, Huang Yuancheng, who was lying quietly on the bed without any reaction, trembled slightly with his tightly closed eyes. Unfortunately...everyone looked at Huang Shi, even Huang Yue beside the bed. To Huang Yuancheng's reaction.

Xuan Hong patted Huang Yue's shoulder with his hand, the excitement in his eyes could not be suppressed, and said: "Yue, you stay with father-in-law for a while, and I will bring Tian'er over immediately...!"

Xuantian and others returned to the Heavenly Sword Sect, and they were greeted by Luo Xiaoye, who brought along the former high-level personnel of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Three years have passed, and the Heavenly Sword Sect has already produced many powerful people.

"Master!" Having not seen Luo Xiaoye for three years, Xuantian also misses him a lot. In the sea of ​​magic mist, if it weren't for the three eighth-level sword intents that Luo Xiaoye left in his body, Xuantian would inevitably be injured twice.

Four years ago, Luo Xiaoye's attempt to reach the eighth level of the Heavenly Rank Realm ended in failure. Now that they meet each other, Luo Xiaoye is already at the eighth level of the Heavenly Rank Realm, and has reached the stage of consolidating to the peak of the eighth level.

Luo Xiaoye was full of smiles. Luo Xiaoye valued Xuantian as an apprentice from the beginning to the end. Therefore, when Xuantian entered the sea of ​​magic mist, he was also hit hard. However, he always believed that Xuantian will become the supreme king, and he will definitely not fall unknowingly. If he wants to fall, it should be with great vigor... Therefore, Luo Xiaoye always believed that Xuantian would return, and now it proves that his belief is indeed not true. wrong.

"Good! Good! Good! Just come back!" Luo Xiaoye excitedly came to Xuantian's side, but his face turned serious in an instant, and said, "Tian'er, hurry back to Huang's house, your grandfather is critically ill, wait for him." See you for the last time!"

boom--!

Xuantian's feeling at this moment was like a thunderstorm ringing beside his ears, which made his head go blank for a moment.

Grandpa is critically ill, waiting to see him for the last time?

Xuantian's cheerful mood of returning to the Heavenly Sword Sect instantly vanished into nothingness, replaced by incomparable heaviness and sadness.

When he was a child, his grandfather Huang Yuancheng blocked the sword for him and saved his life, but he was left with extremely serious injuries!

Xuantian still remembered that three years ago, grandfather Huang Yuancheng held his face with his withered palm and said to him:

"Our real dragon has returned to its nest, Tian'er, come here and let Grandpa take a good look...!"

"Good! Good! Seeing that Tian'er is getting stronger day by day, grandpa is so much better...!"

That voice seemed to be ringing in his ears at this moment, but tears instantly fell from his eyes.

Xuantian grabbed Long Ziyan's hand and quickly flew towards the back mountain of Tianjianzong.

Ling Xingyue, Bai Ling...the two women are now strong men at the Earth level, and they are also among the crowd welcoming him, but at this moment, he has no time to say a word to them.

Grandpa is waiting to see him for the last time... He understands the meaning of this sentence, if he knows that Huang Yuancheng is so seriously ill, Xuantian will definitely rush back to Tianjianzong day and night.

Soon, Xuan Tian met Xuan Hong who came out from Huang's house. Seeing Xuan Tian's anxious look, Xuan Hong knew that he had already learned about Huang Yuancheng's situation.

"father--!"

"God—!"

The two just called each other and said nothing else. The instant exchange of eyes was clearer than thousands of words.

Soon, Xuantian brought Long Ziyan outside Huang Yuancheng's room.

"Grandpa—!" Xuan Tian rushed in without closing the door.

At this moment, he didn't have time to greet all the elders in the room one by one, but ran directly to the bed and grabbed Huang Yuancheng's withered old palm that had once stroked and touched his face: "Grandpa, I'm back, Tian'er is back... ...!"

It's a pity that Huang Yuancheng didn't respond to his shout at all.

"Tian'er...!" Huang Yue hugged Xuantian's body, and howled, "Your grandfather... just now... the pulse has stopped...!"

boom--!

In Xuantian's heart, it seemed that a glass was broken, as if something was missing, which made his heart sting...incredibly stinging!

Only then did he realize that Huang Mingshan, Huang Qishan, Huang Kunshan and others in the room had tears in their eyes and grief and anger on their faces... Huang Yuancheng had passed away before he could see him for the last time... "Ah —————————!” Xuan Tian raised his head to the sky and let out a mournful cry.

He never expected... never expected... when he returned to Shenzhou, when he returned to Tianjianzong, when he saw Huang Yuancheng again... this would be the result!

I thought that returning to Tianjianzong would usher in endless joy, but unexpectedly, what we ushered in was endless sorrow!

What's it like when someone close to you dies?

Xuan Tian felt that his heart had been stabbed severely by someone!

No... More than just one knife, but countless stabs in a row, and now his heart is still stabbing, like a knife cutting, like a sword twisting... Endless grief brings endless hatred in an instant, and in an instant , Xuantian's aura suddenly exploded, and the murderous intent was like a prairie fire, surging up in an instant... Xuanji... Yin Ji... the first son... these enemies, Xuantian just wants to chop them into meat sauce at this moment!

"Brother Tian, ​​you can't be resurrected after death, don't be too sad...!" Seeing Xuantian's terrifying appearance at the moment, Long Ziyan, who entered the room after him, grabbed his arm and persuaded.

Xuantian's eyes fell on Long Ziyan, he became sober for a moment, grabbed Long Ziyan's hands, stretched out his seal, and said: "Ziyan, you are a heaven-level pharmacist, save my grandfather, Save him...!"

Seeing Xuantian's sad look, Long Ziyan couldn't help feeling heartbroken, and said through gritted teeth: "A pharmacist can only heal wounds, but cannot control life and death. Brother Tian, ​​life, old age, sickness and death cannot be changed...!"

boom--! There was a bang, but it was Huang Kunshan's slap, smashing a chair next to him, and said excitedly: "It's Xuanji, it's all caused by that bastard Xuanji...!"

The voice was full of grief and hatred.

For so many years, the Huang family has been far away from the Western Regions and has been avoiding Xuanji. The hatred for Xuanji in their hearts has never diminished in the slightest. Now that Huang Yuancheng's death has stimulated the deep-rooted hatred that has been buried in their hearts for a long time.

Xuan Tian let go of Long Ziyan's arm that was caught red by him, and the palm slid across Huang Yuancheng's wrinkled old face, saying word by word: "Grandpa! Gong! God! Son! One! Definitely! Yes! Kill! Yes! Xuan! Machine! For! You! Repay! Revenge!"