Chapter 167

"Ha ha ha." laughter came from the strong in the Sanchi divine realm of the Qin Dynasty. Instead of joy, there was endless sadness.

The three self explosions were discussed before.

The enemy is numerous and I am few. Only this kind of death can frighten those powerful people who are superior and think they are gods.

When they came, they said that if anyone was injured, they would commit suicide and pull several other people into the water. Just now, the three seriously injured, including the officer, blew themselves up.

The action of the flying immortal towards the strong clearly shows the effect, and they succeeded.

However, the strong of the Qin Dynasty were not happy. They laughed sadly and heartache.

"Kill!"

The battlefield below moved, and the momentum of the army of the flying immortal Dynasty decreased again and again, and even the battlefield of the gods retreated.

For years.

The picture of chasing the enemy appeared again in Daqin.

The enemy is decreasing sharply, the momentum is weakening, two million people are decreasing rapidly, both sides are decreasing, the enemy retreats and I advance, killing madly and violently

This war.

It was dark and lasted for a long time.

The Feixian Dynasty was defeated, and Daqin didn't stop there. As they shouted, they wanted to kill into the Feixian border.

There was no concept of time on the vast battlefield. People in the Qin Dynasty only knew how to kill the enemy.

"Chengguan, the flying immortal Dynasty, the thirteen Chengguan."

There was such a sound that cut through the sky and bloomed in the cry of killing.

I saw it.

The Qin army reached the land in front of the enemy's border, and they saw the border.

Xian 13 border city pass.

This is the border pass city of the flying immortal god Dynasty. It is towering and surrounded by clouds. It is not like a city pass, but more like a holy peak of monasticism.

Siege!!

Everyone has this idea in their mind.

In an instant, the people of the Qin Dynasty were more crazy. They wanted to leave traces on it and describe the most real glorious history!

Hum

In a moment, the flying fairy God had terrible power in the pass.

This power comes to a distant place in the Feixian God Dynasty. It seems that the ancient giants are recovering. There is a thunder sea in heaven and earth. The rules become immortal birds and real dragons, and the sound of heaven is rolling.

The Qin army stopped.

They know that this is another flying fairy Dynasty.

"If you do it, I'll kill you."

The gentle sound spread all over the world outside the pass. It shook thousands of feet. I don't know that the grand pass trembled and rumbled for tens of thousands of miles.

The Qin army was excited.

Their mouths roared with excitement.

This is Fang Xuan talking. His words are overbearing to the extreme. The children of Daqin are excited. Fang Xuan didn't leave after killing Zhang chengshuang. He has been following them. He is around them and is their protector.

"Fang Xuan!"

There is a great sound in the Feixian Dynasty. The vicissitudes of life are old, as if a supreme God King in ancient times was opening his mouth.

The sound is boundless.

Listen to his voice, the world knows that the God King is angry.

Fang Xuan's way is to trample on the face of the flying immortal god Dynasty and despise the details of the holy land.

"I'm here."

Fang Xuan's voice was as gentle as jade. In response to the angry voice, he looked light and indifferent. He didn't take each other's anger seriously at all.

At this moment, his voice came out again, "if you recover, I will enter the country and cut you."

It's still that sentence. It's very plain, as if it's telling something ordinary. The childe asks for directions, and the scholar recites ancient prose.

"Boom!"

As soon as Fang Xuan's voice fell, the God King was angry, the clouds and clouds began to rise in the sky, and a sea of thunder appeared in the sky. It was vast and spread for millions of miles, and the terror was to the extreme.

Inside information of the flying immortal Dynasty, is this going to revive?!

instant.

All the followers were thrilled.

Is there a second Jihad today.

Are you crazy?

Don't say that all the main roads are shocked, that is, the Feixian God Dynasty and the Qin Dynasty are shocked themselves.

"Boom!!"

A touch of gold appeared in the night sky outside the pass, as if water drops into the lake, the water waves spread, and the dark night turned into golden ripples, getting bigger and bigger.

Fang Xuan's figure appeared on it. His white clothes were slightly raised, his body was tall and straight like a tall and tall poplar, with thick black hair and glittering hair.

Young master in white took a leisurely step.

In everyone's unthinkable eyes, the sky was broken, and the city gate collapsed for many years. There was a gap 300 feet wide.

The depression formed is a black cloth shoe footprint.

He stepped out and trampled on the 13th immortal pass. As he said, he wanted to enter the country and behead the saint.

"Do you think I dare not enter the country because there are destiny emperor soldiers in the flying immortal god dynasty?" at the same time, Fang Xuan's voice sounded.

The gentle and elegant voice is like a beautiful divine music in the ears of the people of the Qin Dynasty, but in the eyes of the people of the flying fairy God Dynasty, it is a nightmare whisper and a life-threatening haunting sound.

Fang Xuan's practice exceeded everyone's expectations.

He was strong to the extreme.

"Boundless Buddha, this is going to break out the second jihad."

The elder of the long ear dingguang palace smacked his tongue and felt a chill on his back.

"Crazy, must be crazy."

The princes of the flying fairy God Dynasty whispered, and the whole person was completely lost.

At this moment.

All the troops of the flying immortal Dynasty looked at the city pass.

They want to know what big people will do. Do they really want to start a second Jihad?

There was no movement in the pass, and the thunder sea was still crackling and roaring, but there was no further situation.

The inside story of the flying immortal Dynasty, the big man didn't do it!

"Is this being deterred by Fang Xuan?" some strong people are dull and can't believe this fact.

When all parties speculate.

The voice of the old in the depths of the flying fairy kingdom came out again.

"Vigil is coming. Do you really want to do it?"

This sentence comes out.

Everyone was stunned.

Facing Fang Xuan's pressing step by step, the great man did not choose to be born, but said the words.

This sentence is really reasonable. If we continue to fight, the time for all ethnic groups to make an appointment will come. If we continue like that, Fang Xuan and he will become the common enemy of all ethnic groups.

Just such reasonable words make everyone shake their heads.

This is a big man afraid... Facing Fang Xuan, he dare not come out!

Maybe there are reasons for what he said about the vigil, but you dare not. Fang Xuan dares. The world knows which is stronger or weaker in such a comparison.

Just when everyone wanted to know how Fang Xuan would respond.

Kuang Chengsi said, "retreat."

At this moment.

Kuang Chengsi chose to retreat.

He thought it was enough, really enough. Fang Xuan did too many things for them. Kuang Chengsi was grateful, and the whole Qin Dynasty was grateful.

Fang Xuan doesn't care that the night watch is coming, but Kuang Chengsi cares. He's not a heartless and ungrateful man. He makes a noise to prevent it from going on, because it's too bad for the other party Xuan. After the night watch, he will become a common enemy all over the world.

Kuang Chengsi will never let this happen!

"Woo woo..."

The bugle of retreat sounded and the Daqin children looked at each other. They turned and began to clean up the battlefield and take away their companions without any delay.

They understood Kuang Chengsi's idea and were considering it for Fang Xuan.

Today is enough.

When they reached the border of Feixian God Dynasty, Fang Xuan crushed the Feixian pass for them. The people of Daqin were satisfied.

The second Jihad that the world thought did not break out.

The war is over.

Today's war will go down in history and be passed on by word of mouth.

Everyone remembered Fang Xuan.

His gentleness and gentleness are memorable, and his strong hegemony is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Step on the Feixian pass and enter the country with a strong desire to kill the sage.

How overbearing and powerful this is.

People who witnessed all this often sigh when they think of this moment, and their blood begins to boil.

future.

They have children and grandchildren, and what they see today is destined to become the capital they boast.

Lucky to see!

From beginning to end, Feixian shenchao did not respond or stop it. It was not that he didn't want to, but that he didn't dare. Everything was silent because of Fang Xuan's existence.

"It's finally over."

In the holy land of the west spirit, the blue butterfly looked at the Xuan mirror and murmured in a low voice.

At this moment.

The Qin army retreated. They walked very slowly and their footsteps were sluggish.

"It's over." someone fell to the ground, his hands and feet convulsed and trembled, and he had no strength anymore.

From noon to midnight.

They have exhausted all their strength and even lost their blood. In the end, they even use only their flesh to fight.

"Come on, give me your hand." often there are such people, there must be similar words around them.

It is also a strong person who gives his few mana to the other party so that the other party can recover as soon as possible.

On the way back, blood and bones can be seen everywhere, like a hell. You can see some scattered Daqin people lying on it panting.

Not everyone can persist in fighting for so long. Basically, there are no weak people who can persist in fighting outside Feixian pass. Many people have low cultivation and are naturally weaker than the strong. They have exhausted the last trace of strength, even the strength of their fingers.

Xiaodou is one of them.

He sat on a bloody broken rock and often looked at the distance with the rest of his eyes. From time to time, he could hear the weak and strong cry of killing.

Where did the war go? Did it reach the border?

Xiaodou kept asking himself this question. He wanted to move and wanted to go to the battlefield again, but his legs just didn't work.

In fact, it was not just his legs. He didn't even have the strength to look up, otherwise he wouldn't look at it with only his eyes. In the end, the scene in front of him was completely blurred, very tired, really tired, his eyelids half hung and half hung and half opened, and finally he fell asleep.

In his dark consciousness, he felt himself being picked up.

But he didn't know who it was, and he thought it was an illusion and hazy consciousness.

Tu Sinan's face was covered with blood, his back was deeply wounded by a knife, and his little finger was cut off. The tip of his nose was acid.

"Go home," Tu Sinan whispered.

On the battlefield.

Li Ding was on his way back. He insisted to the end. He didn't know how he insisted.

He picked up the corpses of the soldiers and started very slowly, because walking a few steps would affect the wound, let him take a breath, and the wound on the back of his chest and leg hurt.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped in the air.

His eyes became blurred and tears appeared. He didn't cry even if he nearly died several times today, but now he really wants to cry.

In the distance, there was a figure anxiously looking for someone, deliberately looking for someone in a regional direction. The dirty face stained with blood and soil was full of nervous colors. Who came to scan, it was uncle Liu Bu!

Li Ding understood that he was looking for himself. Uncle Liu knew his team establishment and looked for him along the approximate position of the team.

Vaguely, he could see uncle Liu's mouth moving, as if he were reading something.

Although he couldn't hear it, he could know what it was saying, "people... Why aren't there... Don't have an accident... Don't have an accident..."

"Li Ding!" Liu Bu was surprised. He saw Li Ding and found the friend's child.

"If you're okay, if you're okay."

Liu Bu examines Li Ding.

"Uncle Liu," said Li Ding, sobbing and finally crying.

Uncle Liu lost his whole right arm. He should go back for treatment, but he dragged the wound to find him on the battlefield for him.

"Why are you crying? I'm not dead."

Liu Bu looked at the direction of Li Ding's line of sight, knew what Li Ding thought, smiled and shook his head, "if your hand is gone, you can think of a way. Just be there. You're fine."

He patted Li Ding on the shoulder.

He attaches great importance to Li Ding. He is the child of his best brother Li Mu as a child and the grandson of his most respected Master Li Si. How can he not look after Li Ding? It can be said that Li Ding is his family and his family on the battlefield.

Before Li Ding came, Liu Bu's wife and children were in the pass. The children were still young and his wife was looking after them. He just had to concentrate on the war. Now that Li Ding came, he naturally had to look after them.

"Uncle Liu, let's go back."

Finally they went back together.

The other side.

In the sea of corpses on the battlefield, the cook Liu Xing picked up the pile of corpses.

He finally dug up a man.

Thin soldiers.

Liu Xing cried bitterly. He patted the body of thin soldiers, like a kind of hate iron but not steel. "If you are told to eat more, you won't listen. You won't die if you eat more."

He cried loudly.

"If you are told to eat eggs, why don't you eat them? Damn it, you may not die if you eat them. If you die, let me alone in the pass. I'm bored. How can I find someone to scold? No one will accompany me." he said rude words, scolding and suffering.

Finally, he hugged the thin soldiers. He was not scolding. He couldn't scold. He only choked and cried.

My best friend is dead.

He will never have a chance to talk to him again. He won't have to leave eggs for him in the future.

Liu Xing wished he could live.

Mingming was still joking with him in the morning and said he wouldn't die.

There are too many lives and deaths on the battlefield. They can't tell the pain at the first time. They can only look for it after the war, but people are dead. Many thin soldiers died in the war. Daqin won. However, the price of winning the war was 500000 people.

If there were no Fang Xuan, there would be more dead soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, which could not be the current death toll.

In the Qin Dynasty, 1.5 million people survived and 500000 died. As a result, they almost wiped out the army of the Feixian Dynasty.

Half a million for two million people, is it worth it?

unworthy.

No one in Daqin would say it was worth it.

They are all life. They are not a number. The value of life is priceless. There is no so-called good or bad.

Without Fang Xuan.

How many people will be left after this war? When the flying immortal God comes down from the holy arrow, there will be countless deaths and injuries, even none left. At that time, he will face the destruction of the city and the death of people.

Tianxian Chengguan, the gate is open!

One and a half million people, each with injuries, helped each other in.

Woo woo

Dong Dong Dong

The trumpet sounded and the war drum beat. This is the sound of winning the war, and only this sound. There is no so-called cheering and joy.

Who will cheer for the victory called by life?

Maybe one day they will cheer.

That day is the collapse of the flying immortal Dynasty. They will cheer and shout for the people of Daqin who have died for hundreds of millions of years. Across endless years, they will shout for them at that time point. At that moment, they will not shout for themselves, but for the dead

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