Some people point to the world and swear poisonous oaths, but they often say that even if they are gone, they are gone.
Some people's gentle words are guarded with their lives.
The affection before life and death is the truest and strongest.
On a dilapidated house less than a hundred steps away from Lin Xi and the others, there was a petite body lying quietly, but because the black sè robe outside her was very large, absorbing all the aura emanating from her body, and it seemed to be like the skin of some lizards in this world, it would become the same as the surrounding sè ze, so this black robe shrouded her body, but even the Yun Qin sergeant next to a blade car who was only more than twenty steps away from her did not notice her existence at all.
She was alone in the night.
No one was aware of her presence.
However, she didn't feel lonely, especially after seeing those ordinary Yun Qin soldiers calmly and heroically greet death.
At this moment, her ears vibrated slightly, and she could hear the last few words of Lin Xi, Gao Yanan, and Jiang Xiaoyi's not a whispered conversation, although she couldn't join the conversation between Lin Xi and the others, and she also knew that if this city couldn't hold it and perished, she would also die here with Lin Xi and them, but at this moment, she was still happy because of these words Shen Tunian looked at the streets and alleys in front of him expressionlessly.
Although the rain was still falling, he couldn't see the specific scene in the streets and alleys in front of him at all, but those small but orderly voices made him sure that Yun Qin's army was not in chaos at all.
The people in the carriage escorted by the seven palace swordsmen behind him also listened to the sounds coming from the streets and alleys in front of him at this time, and slowly let out a sigh.
"Master" The seven palace swordsmen let out an exclamation at the same time.
Shen Tu Nian Huo Ran turned around, only to see that the curtain of the carriage was windless and automatic, and it was lifted outward.
A white-clothed swordsman who was only in his thirties walked out of the carriage, his face was very handsome, but what was even more attractive was the kind of JG spirit that emanated from him, that kind of transcendent aura.
If everyone in this battlefield is a blade, then he is the kind of divine soldier who can see the extraordinary at a glance, but he is not sharp.
There is no sword on his body, but the first impression is that he is a man with a sword, that is, a swordsman.
The seven palace swordsmen knew very well what their master meant when he stepped out of the carriage at this moment, but what made them even more shocked and silent was that the white-clothed swordsman with an emotional face glanced at them and said calmly and gently: "You guys go back to Damang."
Go back to Huapan Mountain to retreat and practice swordsmanship, if the seven of you can't be all the Holy Masters in this life, you will never come out. ” "Master" The seven court swordsmen let out a mournful roar in unison, and they all fell to the ground.
"I've made up my mind."
The white-clothed sword master glanced at them and said lightly, "Unless you don't recognize me as a teacher." ” The seven court swordsmen wept and left.
Shen Tu Nian did not stop it.
It was only when the figures of the seven court swordsmen disappeared into the night that he looked at the white-clothed swordsman and said in a slightly cold tone: "Mr.
Jun also thinks that we will lose this battle."
The white-clothed swordsman shook his head and said with a smile: "If I think that I am already defeated, I will leave directly, I stay here because I think that no matter whether I live or die, there is still a possibility of fighting in the end." ” Shen Tu Nian's eyebrows slowly raised, and said, "How to fight" "What has never been in this world, no one can understand.
General, this blow of yours will never fail, and by the time the Yun Qin army wakes up, it should be too late, and it is unreasonable to be able to take precautions directly and not mess up.
However, this unreasonableness happened.
The white-clothed swordsman looked at Shen Tunian lightly and said, "So the legend about Lin Xi is true, he is indeed a person with the same talent as Dean Zhang.
Only God can do this kind of thing that is not in line with the truth of the world. ” Shen Tu Nian's face regained its composure, and he looked at him: "What does Mr.
Jun mean, Lin Xi should be in the streets and alleys in front of him at this moment."
"I can't say for sure, but this is the most critical place, and he has just encountered this change, so his possibility here is naturally very great."
The white-clothed swordsman looked at him and said, "Of course he may leave, so we have to hurry."
That's why I'm coming out at this moment.
Only by killing him, only by opening this gap, can this battle be won. ” Shen Tu Nian obviously knew that he really needed to be faster at this time, but he still frowned and hesitated slightly: "At this time, the battle is decided, will it be too fast?"
The white-clothed swordsman smiled self-deprecatingly: "Does General Shentu still need me to remind us that we can plan, it will always be only the battle of our mausoleum city."
This is the only chance we have to fight for victory, and the rest of the mausoleum is not something we think about at all from the beginning. ” Turn off the AT AD AGT After a slight pause, the white-clothed sword master looked at Shen Tu Nian, and continued: "Of course, I don't know what you Purgatory Mountain Shen Tu Sect thinks, but if I were replaced, I would naturally think that for Purgatory Mountain, killing the general god is more important than the victory or defeat between these two or three cities." ” Shen Tunian nodded.
At this moment, a Purgatory Mountain priest stepped out of the dark ruins ahead.
He had a terrible sword wound on his chest, and on the sword wound, there was a white spider lying on his stomach.
The snow-white fluffy white spider made a web on his wound, stopping the bleeding from his wound, but with every step he took, he had to cough up some black sè blood.
In the drizzle, Tang Chuqing's figure was as insignificant as a shadow, as fast as the wind, and as soft as a veil.
Although the strength of the high-level cultivators in this world is strong, the strength of the body is still very fragile relative to its own strength.
A saint master like Tang Chuqing, even if he can shake a heavy armor with a wave of his sleeves, when he uses a large amount of soul power, he will still be tired like ordinary people running violently.
It may not take much time for a Saint Master to kill a thousand ordinary Heavy Armored Sergeants, but after killing these thousand Heavy Armored Sergeants, the Saint Master will also be extremely exhausted.
Therefore, no matter what level of cultivator it is, it is impossible for the time for which he continues to fight for a long time.
This is one of the main reasons why Dean Zhang, who has two bowls of water potential and can accumulate twice as much soul power as cultivators of the same level in this world, has to leave a message to the latecomers, saying that there has never been an invincible person in this world.
Tang Chuqing's face is not too old, but his actual age is already very old, and his physical function naturally cannot be compared with when he was in his prime, he cut off an arm, although he is already worry-free, but after all, he has also lost a lot of blood, so he already feels weak and tired at this time.
However, he, like Lin Xi, knew that this city needed his strength, so he was still fighting.
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On the bank of a small river along the street, he stopped.
On the stone embankment by the river in front, there are two Purgatory Mountain two-headed dogs.
Because the density of Yunqin soldiers in this urban area is very dense, this kind of two-headed dog will always make some movements when it encounters Yunqin soldiers from time to time, which is not difficult to find for a holy master like him.
These should be the last two of those two-headed dogs released by the Damang military.
These two two-headed dogs are very fierce in front of ordinary sergeants and cultivators, but they seem to be very afraid of water, at this time, this small river is only less than a zhang, and the river is shallow, but the two two-headed dogs were forced here by Tang Chuqing, and they were already cornered, but they did not dare to jump into the river and escape.
At the moment when Tang Chuqing stopped, the two two-headed dogs were completely desperate and ran towards Tang Chuqing.
Tang Chuqing was very tired, his intact right hand held the small sword in his sleeve, but at this moment, his eyes flashed slightly, but he changed his mind.
He loosened the small sword in his sleeve and pointed it as a sword, steadily stabbing the two two-headed dogs somewhere in the back.
The spines of the two two-headed dogs seemed to have been pulled off in an instant, and they fell to the ground a foot in front of him, but they did not die.
He bent down slightly, wanting to mention the two two-headed dogs that he had restrained.
Suddenly, he straightened up and his body returned to its original state.
He turned around and looked towards the long dark alley behind him, slowly raising his eyebrows, his expression becoming more and more solemn.
The wind rose and blew away all the rain outside of him.
"Snort" With a soft sound, the flying sword in his sleeve vibrated and flew again, instantly vibrating in the air, and the extremely more urgent sound was sharper than the sound of an arrow in the night sky.
At the moment when his sword whistle sounded, many of the originally quiet streets and alleys in the porter were filled with countless sounds again, and the ground and air were trembling.
It was the sound of another frantic influx of armies.
Tang Chuqing's flying sword fell and fell in front of him.
Dressed in the blood-like robe of Purgatory Mountain, Shen Tu Nian was the first to walk out of the long alley he faced.
Behind him, a white-clothed swordsman stepped out again.
Tang Chuqing's brows furrowed even deeper, and his gaze only stayed on Shen Tu Nian's body for a moment, and then fell on the white-clothed swordsman, "Mr.
Jun" Shen Tu Nian didn't make a sound, just looked at Tang Chuqing coldly, looking at the deeper part of the East King Mausoleum behind Tang Chuqing.
The white-clothed swordsman bowed gently and said, "Exactly." ” Tang Chuqing's flying sword in front of him returned the salute slightly, "Mr.
Jun has been reckless and does not enter the WTO, and does not ask about the war, why do you want to participate in this battle?"
The white-clothed swordsman looked at Tang Chuqing calmly and said, "I don't enter the WTO, just to meditate on the sword." ” After a slight pause, he looked at Tang Chuqing, and a trace of inexplicable emotion appeared in his eyes, "Actually, many years ago, we had met in the Falling Star Mausoleum, but when you were guarding the city in the Falling Star Mausoleum with Dean Zhang and others, I and my master were in the army of the Nanmo Kingdom, I watched the battle of the Falling Star Mausoleum, and then I was ordered to go back by my master."
I was not able to participate in the battle of the Falling Star Mausoleum, and my master died in the Battle of the Falling Star Mausoleum. ” "So, is this revenge for the teacher?"
Tang Chuqing smiled sarcastically.
The white-clothed swordsman smiled faintly, "It doesn't matter if you count or not, the most important thing is that I was born in Damang, and this is my fate." ”: