Wu Gen had been trekking alone on the Xingluo Plain for more than ten days. After leaving the huge stone statue of a general, along the way, there were many naked soldiers exposed among the sand and gravel. From time to time, there were some huge black skeletons lying in the wild. Look at them. The shape is obviously not owned by humans.
Xingluo was once the site of the Fourth World War. Walking in this uninhabited place is like walking through the vast river of history, with traces of different eras everywhere.
While passing by a huge ruins, Wu Gen found some strange arrows. This should be an ordnance manufacturing place, with remaining arrows and weapons scattered among the ruins.
Most of these arrows are rusty, and there are some strange patterns engraved on the arrowheads and arrow bodies. It is said that when making arrows, the smoother the better, but these are obviously contrary to common sense, and they are made in large quantities, so they must have their own unique functions.
Thinking of the strange arrows Yun Ming used when he attacked the convoy that day, Wu Gen couldn't help but think deeply, picked up a dozen arrows of different styles and bundled them together and put them on his body.
While walking, fog would appear from the ground from time to time. Although some of it was almost invisible, it could also be seen that this place was heavily invaded by aliens and has not dissipated even after many years. Or maybe the entire Xingluo is connected to a foreign land for some reason, which is why it created such a strange situation.
After walking for a long time, Wu Gendu doubted whether he could meet Zhao Ling and his party again. In such a vast wilderness, it was very possible to miss them. The reason why he wanted to find Zhao Ling was of course to kill Commander Chen with his own hands.
Wu Gen has always believed that as long as he can fight, he will never let his hatred last. This time it was really humiliating. Someone stabbed me in the back. It was really a shame to think that bandits were not bandits.
Seeing that the front was getting more and more desolate, and it would be difficult to hunt even small animals if he continued walking, Wu Gen decisively turned around and turned back.
Walking in the huge Xingluo Plain, there are no obvious landmarks around. It seems like we are going back the same way, but in fact, we have made a big circle without realizing it. The wind in front gradually picked up, and sand and gravel flew around, hitting the body painfully.
After passing through a mountain pass, Wu Gen squinted his eyes. It wasn't that the wind and sand were blinding them, but that the hillside ahead was filled with all kinds of remnant soldiers.
There are so many remnant soldiers here, and their murderous aura is so fierce that it makes their skin feel raw from a distance. Braving the discomfort, I walked to the foot of the hillside and looked up. I saw swords, guns, swords and halberds swaying this way and that, as well as some military objects such as flagpoles and shields.
These abandoned soldiers went up layer by layer along the hillside, and the huge hillside was actually filled with them. On the top of the hillside, there is a huge standing stone. The stone is flat and flat, as if it has been split with a sharp knife. On it are the words "soldier tomb" that can be vaguely discerned.
The strong wind howled, blowing through the rows of abandoned soldiers, making a shrill sound.
The broken knife in his waist suddenly started to beat. Feeling the restlessness of the broken knife, Wu Gen gently patted the scabbard to show comfort. I tried to walk a few steps up, and as soon as I entered it, the howling suddenly became louder, like walking on an ancient battlefield, with shouts of death, horns, and wailing.
The remaining soldiers, like the corpses of the soldiers, were buried on the unknown hillside here.
With a "shoo" sound, a sharp blade struck, and a cut was made on Wu Gen's face, and blood immediately flowed down his cheek.
Even though the remnants of the army have been destroyed, the power of the soldiers who fought in hundreds of battles still remains. How can we allow others to set foot on our military formation at will? The murderous intent was everywhere, like fierce soldiers glaring at the enemy.
The hint of sword intent just now was probably a warning to himself. If he goes further up, all these thousands of remnant soldiers will attack him, and it is impossible to say that he will be cut into pieces by thousands of swords.
It is said that soldiers who have fought in hundreds of battles have spirits and can defend themselves against enemies. They are awe-inspiring and cannot be humiliated lightly. These weapons, large and small, are all remnants of the battlefield. They are all objects that have seen blood. Although their bodies have been decayed over the years, the meaning of bravery within them still remains.
Walking in the forest of soldiers, feeling the surging killing intent, Wu Gen's eyes were red under the influence, and his mind seemed to be losing its rationality, urging himself to kill as if out of control. The remaining soldiers in front of him seemed to turn into bodies, with blood-red hands, sharp teeth, and broken torsos, surrounding Wu Gen.
"Ah..." Wu Gen howled like a wild beast, stretched out his hand and pulled out the broken knife.
As soon as the broken sword was released, the swords around him suddenly roared into the sky, and sounds like mountains roaring and tsunami came one after another, like soldiers meeting a general.
The broken knife started to tremble, and the black blade glowed red, with an awe-inspiring aura. Although the blade of the sword has been broken, it is like a general who has just fought a fierce battle. He is still full of energy and bruises, and he is inspecting his subordinates majestically.
With the murderous intention in his heart suppressed, Wu Gen raised his knife and walked upwards. Everywhere he passed, the trembling sounds of the remnants of soldiers could be heard all around, like the endless waves of ocean waves.
When I reached the top of the slope, I turned around and looked down. I saw countless remnants, like countless soldiers, standing in the wilderness. The broken knife made a roar, as if to say, sons and daughters, maybe you can fight with me again.
The roaring sound sounded like thunder in the military tomb.
The soul of the sword still exists, and the strong will is still there.
Wu Gen suddenly felt a little wet at the corners of his eyes.
Ever since I was a child, I have never been in such a situation. Even if I was alone in a dark room, no matter how difficult it was, I would never shed a single tear. I don't know why I feel so emotional today.
The husband sheds tears easily because he is not yet pregnant.
The broken sword returned to its sheath, and I sat under the boulder, looking at the soldiers' grave in the distance. I couldn't let go for a long time.
After a long time, Wu Gen finally woke up and turned around to look at the huge stone with the word "soldier tomb" written on it. The stone surface is smooth without a single bulge. Putting his hand gently on it, a misty sword intent came from it.
In a daze, I seemed to see a giant blade falling from the sky, unstoppable...
After being immersed in it for a long time, Wu Gen finally got out, walked around the boulder, and headed down the mountain.
When he reached the foot of the mountain, Wu Gen stopped.
Two figures appeared in the wind and sand ahead. The figure gradually came closer and was gradually revealed. The person who can appear here is not an easy person.
The person who came was one tall and one small, wrapped in a black cloak, covering himself tightly so that his ruthless appearance could not be seen. The only striking thing is that both of them have long swords stuck in their backs.
When they were twenty steps apart, the two stopped and looked at Wu Gen without saying a word, their cloaks rustling in the wind.
The shorter man put down his hat, revealing a handsome face.
Wu Gen's body trembled, and he secretly started to run his mind.
The person who came was none other than Lin Ruoshi. The tall man next to him also put down his hat, but he was a middle-aged man with a face as sharp as a knife, protruding hip bones, and sinister eyes.
"What a coincidence, we meet again, Wu Gen." Lin Ruoshi said with a complicated expression.
"What a coincidence. I heard that you escaped from prison, but I didn't expect to meet you here." Wu Gen looked sad.
"Brother Wu's tricks forced me to hide in Xingluo Plain to practice swordsmanship. But it was a blessing in disguise. Although this place is miserable, I have learned a lot about my swordsmanship. I don't know whether I should hate you or thank you." Lin Ruoshi's expression alternated between gloomy and clear.
"This person is the boy you can't forget." The tall middle-aged man suddenly said.
"Yes, Master." Lin Ruoshi said respectfully.
"Kill him." The middle-aged man said coldly.
"Master, this man is my most powerful enemy. Killing him with one sword will be a bit advantageous. I think that when I have mastered my swordsmanship, I will take good care of him. Wherever I lose my face, my disciple wants to pick it up again." Lin Ruo really didn't know. Moved, he bowed and saluted.
"These days, I see that your sword intention is not pure, and it is difficult to make any progress. Maybe you still can't let go of being demoted. Since this person is the culprit, he must be killed early to clear the sword's heart and purify the sword's intention. Otherwise, as time goes by, it will become a nightmare in your heart and eventually hinder your swordsmanship."
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Ruoshi said in a deep voice: "Follow the master's orders." He turned to look at Wu Gen, "Wu Gen, I have told you before that in terms of ability, it will be easy to kill you. I originally wanted to spare your life. , all kinds of methods are used to make you miserable. But since it is of no use to your practice, it is better to end it here. Take action. "
Wu Gen sneered and said: "Coward, you can only hide under the protection of your elders and talk nonsense. The two of us have competed many times, but you have the upper hand. If it weren't for this cheap master today, I'm afraid you would have been so scared that you peed your pants. Wet."
"Presumptuous." The middle-aged man scolded, his cloak puffed up high, and with a flick of his index finger, a sword energy shot out. In an instant, the hair on Wu Gen's bones stood up. The sword energy did not hit him, but fell on the right side of his body. A deep ravine a hundred feet long appeared on the ground, and even a huge gap was opened on the hillside.
Under the surging sword energy, although Wu Gen was not hit directly, he was still ejected more than ten feet away. He stood up slowly, holding his right arm and standing up unsteadily.
Unstoppable, unstoppable, this is such a fierce sword energy, every hair, every blade, is released at will, destroying everything at the snap of a finger. Wu Gen felt awe-struck in his heart. It was over today, and he might not be able to escape from this disaster.
The right arm hangs limply, half of the sleeve has been torn off, and the arm is stained with blood, indicating that it has lost its fighting strength.
The other party was just giving a warning and had no intention of targeting him, otherwise he would have died on the spot.
"Wu Gen, take action, you can't escape today." Lin Ruoshi drew out the long sword on his back. The sword was bright and cold, and it was obviously a treasure weapon.
Wu Gen had no intention of escaping. With Lin Ruoshi's master here, he might be cut into pieces before he could even take a few steps. Using a waist rope to tie his injured right arm to his body, Wu Gen held a knife in his left hand and pointed it at Lin Ruoshi.
Lin Ruoshi hesitated for a moment, then when she saw her master's stern gaze, she turned and said sternly: "Suffer death." The long sword flew up, and a clear light flashed like a white snake, flying towards Wu Gen.
Staring at the long snake-like flying sword, Wu Gen advanced instead of retreating, using his unfamiliar left hand to hold the sword towards each other. The broken knife and the flying sword intersected, and Wu Gen groaned.
The flying sword struck lightly, but the killing power was so great. In addition, the body had not fully recovered from the injuries caused by falling in the deep valley, and the broken sword almost flew out.
Seeing that he couldn't fight hard, Wu Gen ignored the flying sword that swooped down again and rushed towards Lin Ruoshi. As long as the opponent can be defeated, the danger of the flying sword will be resolved.
"Look, if your feet are faster, my sword is faster." Lin Ruoshi sneered. With both fingers raised, the flying sword suddenly rose and turned back like lightning, blocking Wu Gen's path in the blink of an eye.
Biting his lips tightly, Wu Gen broke his hand and slashed with the sword, and the sky fell. The broken knife slashed out three crescent-shaped wind blades, and shot them towards the flying sword one after another.
Before the move became old, the fourth sword energy flew out, which was transformed into one slash with the power of three slashes. This was also Wu Gen's most lethal move.
In fact, the one slash formed by the three slashes can only be regarded as the fourth slash of Tianluo. If you want to use the fifth slash, you need to triple the killing power of the fourth slash before you can use it. This is far beyond what Wu Gen is currently capable of. Can bear it.
This time, regardless of his physical injuries, he executed four slashes one after another. It can be said that he has exhausted all his strength.
The broken knives hit the flying sword one after another, and the sword trembled slightly. Lin Ruoshi snorted, "It's just wishful thinking to break the flying sword." He slashed forward with both fingers, and the flying sword collided heavily with the fourth cut of the broken sword.
The long sword was blown away by the sword energy, making way for the passage. But at the same time, the broken sword in Wu Gen's hand also flew high and fell far away from the ground.
Wu Gen didn't even look at the broken knife in the distance. Instead, he ran with all his strength, jumped up high, and punched Lin Ruoshi's door hard.
I learned this move from Aunt Zhao. Although I tried my best to imitate its charm, after all, the time was still short and it only had the appearance but no reality. It was just a showpiece. However, at such an urgent moment, there is not much to worry about.
Lin Ruoshi didn't even move. She glanced at Wu Gen with contempt and scolded, "Fall."
Another flying sword fell from a high place, like wind and thunder, and plunged straight into Wu Gen's body. Wu Gen's forward charge came to an abrupt halt as he was heavily nailed to the ground by the flying sword.
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