Volume 13 Chapter 55

The scene of 300000 troops encircling a city from all sides is shocking and full of real epic feeling just by imagination.

For anyone who has experienced the first battle of zhuxingling in those years, many scenes in the war are deeply rooted in their hearts and will never be obliterated.

Tang Chuqing was also in such an epic battle at that time, but he was very young at that time. Most of the time, he was only helping to take care of the wounded and carrying arrows and other weapons. He was not always in the forefront of the battle, so he saw much less shocking pictures than the white shirt swordsman.

He had never seen such darkness.

However, this white shirt swordsman's teacher wanted to let his disciples see and learn as much as possible in the battle of zhuxingling. Although he was as young as Tang Chuqing in the battle of zhuxingling, most of the time, he followed his teacher At the forefront of the battlefield.

He's seen a lot of moves from the powerful Yunqin practitioners who followed president Zhang In that war, because the number of ordinary soldiers on Yunqin's side was too small, and the number of strong practitioners following President Zhang was too large, the protagonists in the battlefield were always those powerful to non-human Yunqin practitioners.

From the hands of those practitioners of the cloud and Qin Dynasty, and from many pictures of that war, the white shirt swordsman also got a lot of insights, which made him achieve today's achievements.

In that particular picture, he saw such a black.

It was under the scorching sun that the darkness suddenly turned into hundreds of millions of black particles, which instantly melted the soul power of the two thousand soul soldiers and dozens of powerful practitioners who had many saints in the country.

The two thousand soul soldiers lost the support of soul force fell down in the high speed like pieces of scrap iron. Those dozens of strong men who can make most of the practitioners look up to in the world, just like ordinary people, died in the crushing and impact of steel.

This is one of the most shocking pictures in his mind.

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Following his teacher, the white shirt swordsman saw with his own eyes how invincible the army of Nanmo was on that day, how beautiful it was to fall to Xingling. At the same time, he witnessed the whole process of the army of Nanmo losing day by day and finally falling into the inevitable defeat. At that time, his teachers and the most powerful practitioners of the same era in the country of namo did not know whether such a piece was the medicine or the soul soldier that could sink all enemies' hearts into the deepest darkness. The only thing that could be determined was not that any craftsman in the world could make it. It must be a legacy from some unknown places, just like the great darkness.

After using such a thing to kill the most important and powerful force of the army of Nanmo at that time, there are many more critical moments in the whole star falling mausoleum.

At that time, some of the practitioners, Zhang's friends and even those who followed him filled some gaps in the wall with their own flesh and blood, until they exhausted the last trace of soul power, drained the last blood in their bodies, and fell down with countless wounds.

However, in the most critical moment of the death of many of Zhang's most important friends in the war, there was no such deepest blackness again. So for the then namo Kingdom and the later great reckless practitioners, there was only one such thing, which was exhausted, and there was no such thing in the world.

However, in dongjingling, he saw the deepest darkness.

Let all practitioners fall from the cloud to the black of ordinary people in an instant.

At this moment, the white shirted swordsman, who had all the residual soul power dissipated in his body, seemed to see his destiny and his past life and this life, and he came to the star falling mausoleum again.

His heart was slightly bitter.

He knew that President Zhang at that time certainly had no such thing, he had, at that time certainly would also use up It must have been later qingluan college that found such a thing in the long years after the founding of the state of Yunqin.

However, qingluan college did not put too much emphasis on God's ability.

Qingluan college has always put its strongest strength on Lin Xi.

So dongjingling is the most powerful city in the war.

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The expression on his face can not be described in words, from the holy step beyond this time to Shen Tu Nian, who was directly knocked down, with all the flames and lights extinguished.

He stumbled, almost unsteadily, and fell to the ground.

Lin Xi is also very shocked.

The first feeling of this kind of change makes him feel as if he had been abandoned in a moment.

But he soon saw the little figure in black at the top of the riverside Pavilion, and he knew that it was his own person. He was at ease and no longer in complete panic.

Then he quickly sensed that his body had no other changes except for the dissipation of soul power. He understood that such a thing could only destroy the soul power accumulated in the body of all practitioners in the shrouded area, just like emptying a pond of water in an instant, but it did not damage the pond itself So it only consumes the soul power, not abolishes the cultivation. As long as there is time for meditation, the soul power can be slowly accumulated.

Such a certain perception makes him feel calmer and calmer.

Shentu Nian stands firm, his body trembles violently, his face is twisted to show deep wrinkles, and he finally understands what happened, thinking of a record in the purgatory mountain books.

"Such things Qingluan college still has it. "

He muttered to himself.

"You have Zhang Liangji. I have a wall ladder. You have mad dogs in purgatory mountain. Of course, we have good things in qingluan college. " Thinking about the power of this thing, Lin Xi said with emotion, and suddenly felt that it was meaningless to say these things with Shen Tu Nian, and murmured to himself: "but you also don't understand the darkness of night in the daytime, and you are talking nonsense, and you don't understand."

Shentu Nian really doesn't understand the darkness of the night in the daytime. Of course, he can't know what is Zhang Liangji and what is the step over the wall. But when he heard Lin Xi's sarcastic words, he was just like the tormented and completely numb serfs in purgatory mountain. He could not have much anger at all.

He just looked up at Lin Xi, "so what? Even if you have no soul power, I am still the body of the saint. My strength is still stronger than you. "

Lin Xi pulled out his sword on the back hand, with a tone of inexplicable, with a faint sadness, looking at Shen Tu Nian, "you can try it."

Shentu's body is tiny.

At this time, looking at Lin Xi's face, he even began to doubt the world.

Lin Xi's calm and slightly sad face shows a strong self-confidence.

So even though the sage without soul power is definitely much better than the national scholar without soul power, and Shen Tu Nian has been practicing for a longer time and has experienced more battles, no one wants to help him, just watch him lift the sword and face Shen Tu Nian alone.

Shen Tu takes a deep breath. At this time, he forces himself to put all emotions and doubts about the world aside. He bends down and picks up a silver white metal hollow broken tube.

This is the first weapon Chu Yehan used to resist the destruction of the white shirt swordsman's flying sword, but as long as it stabs into people's bodies, it can also kill people.

Shen Tu Nian starts to run in small steps. His movement is still very fast. With a sound of air, the silver white hollow broken tube in his hand suddenly escapes and flies to Lin Xi's neck. At the same time, his body straightens up and kicks Lin Xi's belly.

In this moment, the real and the virtual changed.

With the strength of his foot, he can also kick Lin Xi, who has no soul protection, seriously injured, or at least lost his fighting power directly.

However, when the hollow broken pipe in his hand came off, Lin Xi began to turn around.

So in this moment, every action of Shen Tu Nian seems to cooperate with Lin Xi.

Lin Xi turns around and sinks his sword.

The silver white hollow broken pipe whining in the air passed his neck. Shen Tu Nian's knee hit Lin Xi's sword.

So Shen Tu Nian kicked it out, and his whole leg broke.

Lin Xi's body slipped past Shen Tu Nian.

His movements are not fast in everyone's eyes, but a part of his body suddenly breaks away from his body. Shen Tu Nian can't keep his balance at this time, so his body is toppling. Lin Xi is not polite. When Shen Tu Nian punches, but his posture is weird and not threatening because of his body's imbalance, his sword is lifted again and he easily cuts off Shen Tu Nian's arm.

He stood behind Shen Tu Nian.

Shen Tu Nian, who lost one arm and one calf, fell heavily behind him.

Shen Tu Nian's body is numb.

He didn't even feel pain when he fell to the ground.

He just thinks the world is too unreasonable.

"Don't I understand? Or is it just a nightmare? "

He coughed and, with his last effort, hit his head against the wet slate.

The thick hot blood flew out of his cracked head.

"You're wrong. It's so wrong."

Lin Xi has not turned back, but through the voice, he will know what happened, so he said this sentence in his heart, turning slowly.

In his sight, such as the darkest street of dongjingling in ink painting, there was a lot of blood flying.

In this world, everything is real.

Because the blood of many Yunqin people is unprecedented.

"It's not unreasonable, it's just reasonable, you don't understand."

He whispered again in his heart.

Looking at Lin Xi, the swordsman in white shirt didn't know what he understood at the moment, and what he understood. He didn't make any sound, just smiled silently and bowed forward.

The sword he held in his palms pierced his heart and came out from behind.

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