In the Hulao Pass and in the Bieyuan, Xie Xuan finished adjusting his breath, and the rich Ziyang Qi in his body was flowing endlessly. He opened his eyes, and a deep purple light flashed through his eyes.
"Old man, you are really old." Huang Jian Jueshi leaned against the winter plum tree in the garden, picked a plum blossom and sniffed it gently, looking enchanting, "Such a small character, in your heyday, , but it’s something that can be killed with a snap of the finger.”
"Human beings always grow old." Xie Xuan said.
"But I don't like this kind of sword master." Huang Jian Jueshi said, flicking the cold plum away with his fingers, and looking at Xie Xuan's profile, "Old man, damn, I always feel that you have a very familiar aura about you, and it's the same as Xie Xuan's. Life and soul are connected, but I can't remember where I have seen that breath. I tried to sense it carefully, but I couldn't find it. You... To be honest, what happened when I returned to the outer world? Since then, I I feel like you’ve changed.”
"Have I changed?" Xie Xuan asked him, as if he were asking himself.
"It's changed." Huang Jian Jueshi nodded, but felt something was wrong again. He reacted and cursed, "Damn, old man, don't fucking give me a bad look! Are you changing the subject?"
"Peerless." Xie Xuan smiled, "You won't understand. Everything has its own destiny."
"Damn it!" Huang Jian Jueshi cursed, "I hate this about you! You're always making secrets of everything, is that interesting?"
"You'd better not know." Xie Xuan shook his head, "Otherwise, if Tianwaitian is involved, the whole Tianwaitian will be destroyed."
"So serious?" Huang Jian Jueshi was stunned.
"It's that serious." Xie Xuan nodded.
"Does the fact that you broke the secret with one finger have something to do with this matter?" Huang Jian Jueshi asked him.
Xie Xuan glanced at him and said to him seriously: "Listen to me, old friend. Stop asking. The more you know, the more dangerous you are."
"But I don't know anything!" Huang Jian Jueshi said.
"Peerless." Xie Xuan suddenly called him.
"What for?" Huang Jian Jueshi asked him.
"If one day the life-soul contract between you and me is broken, please do something for me." Xie Xuan said.
Huangjian Jueshi's expression froze and he narrowed his eyes: "Old man, are you serious?"
"What do you think?" Xie Xuan glanced at him and smiled, "On that day, you go to Zhongzhou to find someone."
"Who are you looking for?" Huang Jian Jueshi asked.
"Zhang Jiuling." Xie Xuan said, "Find him and tell him that I found the person he asked me to find."
"Who?" Huang Jian Jueshi asked.
At this time, someone knocked on the courtyard door of Bieyuan. The person outside the door said to Xie Xuan: "The decisive battle has begun. There are at least 150,000 troops on Li Tianxing's side. How can we fight?"
Xie Xuan waved his left hand, and the courtyard door opened wide. The person outside the door was the Dushan King, Zhang Wei.
"Xian Zhen still has 9,000 demonic beast cavalry. Tao Hongjing sent me a message, and he will be able to arrive at Hulao Pass today." Xie Xuan said to him, "But the 8,000 cavalry he brought with him are no match for Xian Zhen's." Nine thousand warcraft cavalry. Now Wang Zeng and Meng Tian are dead, but you and I both know that there is still one general under Xian Zhen who has not shown up."
"Seventy years ago, the four great Vajras under Wang Yu of the Jin Dynasty were Xian Zhen, Meng Tian, Wang Zeng, and Jiang He. Legend has it that Jiang He was the shadow that Xian Zhen's father, Xian Chi, personally selected for him on the day Xian Zhen was born. , as Xian Zhen’s strongest sword, it has always been guarding Xian Zhen’s Zhou Quan in the shadows.”
Zhang Wei said: "Since Meng Tian is dead, as the shadow of Xian Zhen, Jiang He should also appear. He is worthy of being their leader with nine thousand Warcraft Cavalry."
"The path of the Zhou Tian Demonic Formation under Li Tianxing's feet is unknown. We need a sword to tear open the Demonic Formation. Otherwise, if Li Tianxing holds the strange magic weapon in the formation, I am afraid that even if Tao Hongjing comes, he will not be able to kill him." Xie Xuan said.
"Leave the nine thousand Warcraft Cavalry to me." Zhang Wei said, "Since we are cooperating, I will not be the only one in Dushan. But you also know that in Dushan, there are big monsters who are thinking about me as the King of Dushan. It’s quite a lot. So all I can take out is a demon king under my command.”
"Is it enough to deal with nine thousand Warcraft Cavalry?" Xie Xuan asked.
"Of course it's enough." Zhang Wei said confidently.
"In this way, if the Zhou Tian Demon Array is torn apart under Li Tianxing's feet, the old demon will undoubtedly die." Xie Xuan smiled.
"But the premise is that the great master of Tianzhu Mountain must come before Hulao Pass is breached." Zhang Wei said worriedly, "You said that Li Tianxing is probably not using the blood of all living beings in the Southern Region to turn the blood demon into a demon." When he has reached the realm of transformation, he is using the blood and souls of wronged victims to awaken the weapon spirit of the strange demonic weapon in his hand."
"Once it's too late and the weapon spirit wakes up, I'm afraid it will be us who will not escape death." Zhang Wei said.
"Damn it, you fucking think I don't exist?" Huang Jian Jueshi was not happy with this and opened his mouth to curse, spitting sweet fragrance, "Back when Wang Zhihuan was wandering around the world, I also fought with him inextricably! Damn it, it's just a mere Is it possible that a demonic holy weapon spirit is more powerful than Wang Zhihuan, who conquered the outer world alone?"
"This..." Zhang Wei was speechless for a moment.
Xie Xuan waved his hand helplessly, signaling the charming bitch to shut up, and said to Dushan King Zhang Wei: "Don't worry, he will do it. The great master of the Yunhai Immortal Sect in Tianzhu Mountain doesn't have this ability, and he can't do it." It’s a waste of the semi-immortal title given to him by Jiuzhou Jianghu.”
"I hope so." Zhang Wei said.
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Bai Ze was woken up by the loud beating of drums. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Chen Yuanfang guarding him worriedly. He immediately sat up from the bed and asked him, "What's wrong?"
"Xiaobai, are you okay?" Chen Yuanfang asked him.
"What can happen to me?" Bai Ze grinned, "Sir, I am practicing the "Pure Yang Sutra" of the Taoist sect, the most powerful and most yang. Those dead things want to hurt me, but they are still far away."
"By the way, Mr. Liu asked me to give this to you!" Chen Yuanfang brought a pottery bowl from the table, which was filled with green spiritual liquid. "This is the spiritual liquid secreted by Master Liu. It's magical. ! Whenever someone is injured or sick in Liuzhuang, he only needs to take a small sip and he will be cured immediately!"
"Haha, Mr. Liu has lived for thousands of years, and he has turned himself into a natural treasure!" Bai Ze couldn't help but joked, and without saying much, he drank the spiritual liquid in the pottery bowl in one gulp.
Suddenly, Bai Ze felt that the clear spiritual energy of heaven and earth entered the sea of dantian from his throat. His whole body felt soothed, and the hidden wounds left on his body from the fierce battle at the city head yesterday had actually recovered to some extent.
"It's really miraculous!" Bai Ze got lucky and discovered that after the continuous battle, the tendency of the innate pure Yang Qi in his body to liquefy became more and more obvious. Today's Qi can be described as thick and thick.
The siege horns sounded in the sky, and Bai Ze heard the huge bombardment ringing in his ears, accompanied by the faint trembling of the earth.
Bai Ze knew in his heart that this was the result of the siege equipment operating again in the wilderness outside the pass.
The catapults in the wilderness outside the pass threw huge rolling rocks and logs into the city, and the catapults in the city were also throwing everything they could throw out of the pass.
In the sky above Hulao Gate, there was a vigorous rain of rocks and logs. Once the rolling rocks and logs fell on the ground and hit a person, that person would never be able to stand up again.
"What's the situation outside?" Bai Ze tied up his black hair casually, grabbed the two swords on the bed, and was about to go out.
"Those dead people are attacking the city." Chen Yuanfang's Adam's apple twitched and he looked a little scared. "Last night, the outer city of Hulao Pass was breached. I heard from them that a general was killed in the battle."
"Which general?" Bai Ze's heart sank.
"I heard that the general's name is Lord Silence." Chen Yuanfang said.
"General Shen, did you die in the battle?" Bai Ze couldn't explain how he felt in his heart. Although he and Shen Mojun had nothing to do with each other, now we are all like grasshoppers on a rope, and no one would be happy if he died.
Bai Ze sheathed his sword and was about to go out.
"Xiao Bai, are you going to the frontline battlefield?" Chen Yuanfang stretched out a hand to grab Bai Ze's shoulder. But just when his fingertips were about to touch the young man's shoulder, he stopped and silently put his hand down again.
"Otherwise?" Bai Ze didn't look back and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm very lucky! This is a small scene. Do you know that I am a man who aspires to become the Nine Provinces Sword Immortal, how could I end up here?"
If you want to be a sword master, I will become a sword master!
The youthful appointments of the past seem to still be echoing in my ears. Chen Yuanfang lowered his head, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
Bai Ze opened the door and went out.
Chen Yuanfang suddenly raised his head and stared at Bai Ze's back as he walked out, with fire burning in his eyes.
Too far.
Now, the distance between him and Bai Ze is too far. He and Bai Ze first embarked on the path of cultivation together, but in less than a year, Bai Ze had already stood at the pinnacle of the world of mortals, Zhiwei.
And what about him?
Still struggling.
"No, no." Chen Yuanfang grabbed the iron sword in the room, remembered the recruitment notice in the inner city yesterday, and rushed out of the room.
"Yuan Fang, where are you going?" Liu Ling stopped the young man as he was about to rush out of the courtyard.
"Master Liu, I don't want to break the promise I made." Chen Yuanfang gritted his teeth and said without looking back, "I can't follow him and look up at his back forever!"
The young man's appointment should be full of energy.
The two teenagers came out of the courtyard and ran north and south, their respective figures getting farther and farther away.
The heart of a swordsman never stops moving forward. Only blood and fire accompany them for the rest of their lives. In the battles, they use swords to make swords, until they reach the pinnacle of the sword.
The siege horn sounded murderous in the cold winter that killed all things in the north. Rolling stones and logs rolled wantonly in the city, leaving a mess wherever they passed.
Bai Ze's horse galloped wildly, and the overwhelming demonic energy covered up the rising sun. The shadows covered Hulao Pass, like a troll overlooking the city gate.
The panic in the inner city has reached its extreme. The outer city was breached twice, and Xian Zhen's demonic soldiers suddenly appeared in the inner city. Now the clarion call of war has been blown to the gates of the inner city.
The gatekeepers of Hulao Pass were running around. In the chaos, there were mothers and daughters holding each other's arms and crying next to the ruins, men doing cowardly things in broad daylight, people waiting to die, and souls cowering in the shadows.
"Quick, support, support!!" The sergeants guarding the city at Hulao Pass kept recruiting troops. The new recruits only had a sword or a gun, and they hurried onto the battlefield.
They also knew that the moment they picked up the sword, the sickle of death was already swinging at them, but they had no other choice.
Without death, there can be no new life.
If everyone retreats, everyone will die.
Bai Ze finally realized the cruelty of war.
It turns out that tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people are fighting on a battlefield controlled by the god of death. People you know and people you don't know slowly fall to death in front of you one by one. That feeling is heavy.
"Master, Master." Bai Ze took a deep breath, "This situation is difficult to solve."
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