Volume 13 Chapter 50

Some people swear to the heaven and earth, but they often say that even though, there is no trace.

Some people's gentle words, but with life.

Love before life and death is the most true and strong.

In a broken room less than a hundred steps away from Lin Xi and others, there is a small body lying quietly. But because the black robe outside her is very big, it absorbs all the breath from her body, and it seems like the skin of some lizards in the world will become the same color as the surrounding color. So this black robe covers her, but even on her side There was only one place with more than 20 steps by the edge of the car where Sergeant Yun Qin didn't even notice her existence.

She was alone in the dark.

No one is aware of her existence.

But she didn't feel lonely Especially after seeing those ordinary Yunqin soldiers calmly and bravely greet death.

At the moment, her auricle is slightly shaking. I can hear the last words of Lin Xi, Gao Yanan and Jiang Xiaoyi, which are not low voices. Although she can't join the conversation of Lin Xi and others, and she also knows that if the city can't be defended and perished, she will die here with Lin Xi and them, but she is still happy because of these words.

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SHEN Tu read and looked at the street in front of him.

Although the rain is still floating, he can't see the specific scene in the street ahead at all. However, those small but orderly voices make him sure that the Yunqin army is not in chaos at all.

After him, the seven Royal swordsmen escorted the carriage, also listened to the voice of the street in front of him, and a sigh came out slowly.

"Master!"

At the same time, seven palace swordsmen made a exclamation.

Shentu suddenly turned around and saw that the curtain of the carriage opened without wind.

A white swordsman in his thirties came out of the carriage. His face was very handsome, but what was more attractive was the spirit and extraordinary breath emanating from him.

If everyone in this battlefield is a weapon, he is the kind of magic 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 sword user and a swordsman.

The seven court swordsmen were very clear about what it meant for their master to walk out of the carriage at the moment. However, what shocked and silenced them even more was that the white swordsman with emotion on his face looked at them and said calmly and mildly, "go back to Da mang. Go back to Huapan mountain to practice sword in seclusion. If seven of you can't be the most holy teacher in this life, you will never come out. "

"Master!"

Qi Qi, the seven palace swordsmen, uttered a plaintive cry and fell to the ground.

"I have made up my mind." The swordsman in white looked at them and said lightly, "unless you don't recognize my teacher."

Seven palace swordsmen left in tears.

Shentu Nian did not stop.

It was only when the figures of the seven court swordsmen disappeared in the night that he looked at the swordsman in white and said in a slightly cold voice: "Mr. Jun also thought that we would be defeated in this war?"

The swordsman in white shook his head and said with a smile, "if I think I have already lost, I will leave directly. If I stay here, I believe that there is a chance for me to fight in the end, regardless of life or death."

Shen Tu Nian raised his eyebrows slowly and said, "how to fight?"

"It is impossible for anyone to understand what has never appeared in this world. General, you can't fail in this attack. When the Yunqin army awakens, it's too late. It's unreasonable to be able to make a direct defense without chaos. But this nonsense happened. " The swordsman in white looked at Shentu and said: "so the legend about Lin Xi is true. He is indeed the same as Zhang Yuanchang, who has the talent of God. Only by taking God can we do things that are fundamentally unreasonable. "

Shen Tu Nian's face calmed down and looked at him: "Mr. Jun means that Lin Xi should be in the street in front of him at the moment?"

"I can't say for sure, but this is the most critical place, and he has just encountered this change, so it's very likely that he will be here." The swordsman in white looked at him and said, "of course, he may leave, so we should hurry up. That's why I came out at the moment. Only by killing him and opening the gap can we win this war. "

Shentu read clearly that he knew that it was necessary to be faster at this time, but he frowned and hesitated a little: "it depends on the first World War. Will it be faster?"

The swordsman in white laughed at himself: "do you need me to remind general Shentu All we can plan is the battle of our mausoleum. This is the only chance for us to try our best to win. From the beginning, the rest of the Lingcheng affairs were not our consideration at all. "

After a little meal, the swordsman in white looked at Shentu and said, "of course, I don't know what you think about Shentu palm sect in the hell mountain, but if you change me, I will naturally think that for the hell mountain, killing the God is more important than the victory or defeat between the two or three cities."

Shentu nodded.

At this time, a god of hell mountain came out of the ruins in the dark ahead.

There was a terrible sword wound on his chest. There was a white spider lying on his back.

The white spider, covered with snow-white fluff, made a web on his wound, which stopped the bleeding of his wound, but every step he took, he coughed up some black blood.

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In the drizzle, the figure of Tang Chuqing is as slim as the shadow, as fast as the wind and as soft as the yarn.

Although the strength of the world's high-level practitioners is strong, the body is still fragile relative to its own strength.

A saint like Tang Chuqing, even if he can shake a heavy armor with a wave of sleeves, will still be tired when using soul power in a large amount, just like ordinary people running violently.

It may not take much time for a holy division to kill a thousand ordinary heavy armored soldiers. However, after killing the 1000 heavy armored soldiers, the holy Division will also be exhausted to the extreme.

Therefore, it is impossible for practitioners of any level to fight for a long time.

This is one of the main reasons why President Zhang, who has two bowls of water potential and can save twice as much soul power as the practitioners of the same level in the world, should specially leave a message to the latecomers, saying that there has never been an invincible person in the world.

Tang Chuqing's face is not too old, but his actual age is very old, and his physical function can't be compared with that of his prime. Although he has no worries about his life, he has lost a lot of blood, so he also feels weak and tired at this time.

However, like Lin Xi, he knew that the city needed his strength, so he was still fighting.

On a small river along the street, he stopped.

There are two purgatory mountain double headed dogs on the stone bank in front of the river.

Because of the dense density of Yunqin soldiers in this city, this double headed dog often encounters Yunqin soldiers, and always makes some moves. For a saint like him, it is not hard to find.

This should be the last two of those two headed dogs released by the Da mang military.

The two double headed dogs are very fierce in front of ordinary soldiers and practitioners, but they seem to be very afraid of water. At this time, the river is only a foot short, and the river is shallow. However, the two double headed dogs were forced here by early Tang Dynasty Qing. They have no way out, but they dare not jump into the river.

At the moment when Tang Chuqing stopped, the two headed dogs were desperate and furious, and rushed towards Tang Chuqing.

Tang Chuqing is very tired. His right hand holds the small sword in his sleeve. However, in this moment, his eyes flicker slightly, but he changes his mind.

He loosed the little sword in his sleeve and pointed to it as a sword, stabbing the two dogs in the back.

The spine of the two headed dogs seemed to have been pulled out in an instant. They fell to the ground one foot in front of him, but they did not die.

He bent down slightly to lift the two headed dogs he had made.

All of a sudden, he straightened up and recovered.

He turned around and looked at the dark lane behind him. He raised his eyebrows slowly and looked solemn.

The wind blew away all the rain outside him.

"Hiss"

With a slight sound, the flying sword in his sleeve fluttered up again. It vibrated in the air at an instant. It sounded more urgently. In the night sky, it was sharper than the sound of an arrow.

At the moment when his sword roared, there were many quiet streets in the porter, again filled with countless voices, the ground and air were shaking.

This is the sound of the army's crazy influx again.

Tang Chuqing's flying sword falls to him.

Shen Tu Nian, dressed in the blood like robe of purgatory mountain, was the first one to walk out of the long lane he faced.

Behind him, a swordsman in white came out again.

Tang Chuqing's eyebrows were furrowed deeper. His eyes only stayed on Shen Tu Nian for a moment, and then fell on the swordsman in white, "Mr. Jun?"

Shentu Nian didn't make a sound, just looked at Tang Chuqing coldly, looked at the deeper East jingling behind Tang Chuqing.

The swordsman in white bowed gently and said, "that's right."

At the beginning of Tang Dynasty, Qingqing flew a sword to return a little. "Mr. Jun has been in Dashan and has not entered the WTO. Why did he participate in the war without asking about the war?"

The swordsman in white looked at Tang Chuqing calmly and said, "I'm not a member of the world, just to meditate and practice swordsmanship."

After a little meal, he looked at Tang Chuqing and saw a strange feeling in his eyes. "Actually, many years ago, we met in the star falling mausoleum Just that day you were guarding the city with President Zhang and others in Zhuxing mausoleum. My master and I were in the army of namo. I watched the battle of Zhuxing mausoleum and was ordered back by my master. I didn't participate in the battle of Zhuxing mausoleum. My master died in Zhuxing mausoleum. "

"So, is this revenge for the teacher?" Tang Chuqing smiled sarcastically.

The swordsman in white smiled lightly. "It doesn't matter whether it's calculated or not. The most important thing is that I was born in Dashan, which is my destiny." (to be continued)