Chapter 1388： He does not surrender

Pinching the green leaflet in his hand, the young swordsman of the Heavenly Sword God Sect could understand every word on it.

The above is the requirement of surrender, and there are some guarantees. It is guaranteed that the top ten surrenders can receive humane treatment. There are some simple explanations for this humane treatment.

At least, you don’t have to worry about being beaten, forcing a confession, and you can get food... For those who have been under the gunfire for half an hour, this is definitely a huge temptation.

But after looking at the scene that made him feel extremely humiliating, he couldn't make up his mind for a while to do such a shameful action.

Raised his hands high, holding his flying sword with both hands... and kneeling on the ground... This is simply a humiliation, a merciless trampling of his honor.

Skills can be killed but not humiliated! This is a sentence that came to his mind. It's a pity that neither killing nor humiliation is the way out he wants to choose.

Maybe escape is the best way, he thought weakly. He glanced at the same door in the same bullet crater, who was adjusting his breath, the swordsman of the Heavenly Sword God Sect, for the first time had the idea of ​​fleeing.

"Suddenly!" A row of bullets hit the crater where he was hiding, and the swordsman had to lower his head again.

A puppet suddenly appeared next to the crater, raised his weapon, and aimed at the swordsman below the crater. The swordsman who saw the enemy wouldn't sit still. With a wave of his palm, the flying sword next to him went from bottom to top, piercing the puppet's head.

Before the first puppet fell down, the second puppet had its head exposed. The puppet fired directly, and the bullets had been poured to the bottom of the crater.

The flying sword next to the swordsman who was adjusting his breath blocked a flying bullet. The swordsman who was ready to escape was hit by the pouring bullets because the flying sword was not around.

He let out a scream and fell over his stomach. The bullet pierced his stomach and cut off his intestines, causing the blood to stain his clothes red.

The swordsman, who had just exhausted his aura, finally finished adjusting his breath and opened his eyes. He saw his companion fall down screaming, and also saw another puppet aiming at his head.

Only hearing him shout, the flying sword beside him let out a whistling, directly piercing the head of the second puppet.

Before he was thankful that he had escaped, he found that his flying sword had collided with another ancient sword that had flown.

In an instant, the gold and iron cried, and the swordsman was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether he was dreaming or really encountered such a strange thing.

The opponent... actually has a swordsman? His mind was full of questions, and then he jumped out of the bullet hole and stood in front of his opponent.

The moment he saw the other person, he understood. Because it was his familiar black shirt, and that was his familiar outfit.

"Ha! Unexpected! Unexpected! It turned out to be your rebellious helper!" The swordsman stood with his hand holding his hand, and the flying sword in front of him rushed and entangled with the other flying sword.

It was as if two scrolling chainsaws collided with each other, the harsh sounds came and went one after another, and the flying sparks gleamed everywhere.

This is the first time that the soldiers of the Ailan Hill Empire have witnessed the battle between swordsmen with their own eyes. It is a contest that includes an extremely handsome art.

However, in the eyes of the soldiers of the Ailan Hill Empire, such a handsome battle is of no reference value.

In the experience of these soldiers, lowering their heads into the mud, hiding their bodies in the corners, wearing the heaviest armor, and using the most despicable weapons, should be what they should be in battle.

To kill the enemy, don’t pursue what is handsome or not, even if you use your teeth, as long as you can tear a piece of meat from the enemy, you should bite it down without hesitation and swallow it with blood and broken bones. That's right.

"Surrender! You have no retreat!" The old swordsman of the Jiuyou School shouted loudly while controlling his flying sword.

If two people compete fairly, he may not actually be the opponent of the young swordsman on the opposite side. After all, there is still a gap between the talents of the two, and the masters of the Heavenly Sword God Sect piled up with heavenly materials and treasures are naturally better than those who lack food and clothing. The old swordsman is stronger.

However, because the young swordsman of the Heavenly Sword God Sect has consumed a lot of spiritual energy before, it seems that it is a fair one-on-one contest at this moment, but obviously the young swordsman also needs to beware of the cold guns that may come around, so he must not Fight without distraction.

Under such circumstances, the young swordsman gradually fell into a disadvantage, and he could only be forced to defend, using his flying sword to block the old swordsman's flying sword, keeping himself from losing in a short period of time.

Now, all he was thinking about was that his colleagues around him came to help him and support him so that he could get out of the fight and take a break.

He didn't want to rest all the time, but since he started to join the battle, his aura absorption and recovery speed have never been enough. He has not been able to participate in the war in full condition, so he will naturally feel very aggrieved.

"Shut up! Rebellious! If you hadn't betrayed the sect and caused trouble everywhere, how could we have today's humiliation?!" The white-clothed swordsman was full of anger and yelled loudly. He turned from defense to offense and started a sharp counterattack. .

His flying sword accelerated abruptly, and actually forced the flying sword controlled by the old swordsman of the Jiuyou School back several feet. The old swordsman's face changed drastically, and he quickly stepped back to avoid the opponent's sharp edge.

Unexpectedly, the opponent has become embarrassed in this way, and he can still have enough energy to repel his flying sword, the old swordsman secretly sighed in his heart, and sighed for the strength of the Heavenly Sword God Sect master in cultivation.

However, the young swordsman had already become the end of the force at this moment. Although he pushed back the opponent, his aura was about to run out again. At this time, he was even more jealous. It was obviously the enemy holding the weapon behind the old swordsman.

"If you have the ability, just fight me one-on-one! It's better to die in your hands than to die in the hands of these people!" The young swordsman was about to pull his rivals back, so he faced the old swordsman of the Jiuyou Sect. Shouted.

"Actually...I'm just here to persuade you to surrender..." The so-called "old rivers and lakes, old rivers and lakes, and old swordsmen are so sophisticated, naturally they won't be fooled easily." He has passed the age of impulsiveness, and it is still too exciting for him to single out this kind of thing.

So he took a step back, gave up his position, and said to the special forces behind him: "He doesn't surrender...The rest is up to you!"