Inner city, south gate.
With a loud bang, the ancient city wall that had stood for thousands of years collapsed. Before the rocks and debris rushed to the surroundings, people rushed out from inside.
Scared, everyone is scared.
The spread of the rock flow slowed down, but the low volcanic ash was like a chronic poison, destroying everyone's trachea all the time.
Some people fell on the road forever. At first, there were still people who coveted the property of these fallen people, but by this time, they wanted to use their hands and feet to run as fast as they could.
Xing Fei gathered the remaining 4,000 personal guards and took the initiative to push the city wall. Looking at the people running away in panic, some soldiers would feel relieved at first. After all, they worked tirelessly to remind them but in exchange for a big loss Most people were indifferent and ignored, but as time passed, almost all the soldiers became numb in silence.
"Commander..."
Some soldiers subconsciously looked at the back of the figure standing at the front.
The Guards take the defense of Suzaku City as their own duty, but due to different jurisdictions, the City Defense Army has always been responsible for the outer city, while they guard the inner city.
“This fall has been a bit rough.”
Xing Fei looked calmly at the black clouds in the sky and said silently in his heart.
I still remember that in midsummer, the inner city was still prosperous and prosperous, and even the hot air was filled with the elegant scent of sandalwood. Now this scene is like the beginning of hell and the end of the world. What's going on?
In fact, it’s only been two or three months...
Xing Fei turned around, and all the soldiers subconsciously stood up straight.
Xing Fei glanced at the faces stained with dust and sweat. He saw various expressions on the soldiers' faces. Worry, fear, numbness, confusion... These expressions that can be summarized as negative have spread. out.
Xing Fei sighed inwardly and said: "You must have a lot of questions you want to ask now, but you don't know where to start...Actually, I am the same, I obviously know more things than you, and I am working hard for this." I have done some things in the past, but I still didn’t expect to reach this point.”
Xing Fei's words were like autumn rain, continuous and penetrating to the bones, making people unable to even breathe.
The soldiers opened their mouths, filled with doubts that were about to come out. They were also choked in their throats due to the sudden heaviness. When they were interrupted by the noisy and running away people not far away, only the silence was left in the room. The sound of breathing together.
Xing Fei half-squinted his eyes, feeling the morale of the soldiers in front of him sinking to the bottom little by little, and decided to add another fire: "As a soldier, it is your bounden duty to obey orders. Have you done it?"
There was more talk, but no one stood up to question the person who gave the order.
Every time Xing Fei's eyes fell on a person's face, that person would lower his head in shame and hold his breath in his chest.
Xing Fei waited until the discussion gradually dissipated and his voice became much calmer: "It's still autumn now. After autumn passes, there will be winter. The situation will only be worse but not the worst. Are you prepared?"
Xing Fei sighed: "In my eyes, you are already good enough, and everyone is qualified. But I can't deceive you. The next situation may be more severe, so those who are not mentally prepared for this can immediately Whether you leave, go back to your family, or go find Yan Qing, I won't blame you."
After the ancient city wall collapsed, the agitated dust changed from turbid to clear. Some of it was stained on the Chinese clothes and was carried away by the fleeing people. Some of it fell on the broken armor and was left in place by the soldiers who stood still.
The fate of people is just like the dust that deposits the breath of history on the old city wall. They may have the same temperament but not the same fate.
No one left.
Xing Fei looked at the soldiers in silence. The soldiers raised their chests and raised their heads, looking ahead in silence. Maybe they would have different pictures in their eyes.
Xing Fei said: "There are things people do and things they don't do. I was angry with these people for not cooperating, so I told my brothers to return to a safe place when the danger came. Now the danger is clear... Everyone, please follow me. Retrograde?”
"Follow the leader to the death!"
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"Hahaha! They are a bunch of idiots just like you."
A roaring sound suddenly appeared in the thick volcanic ash, and a figure wrapped in green light fell towards the long street, making a big hole in the long street.
The monster emerged from the volcanic ash and looked down at the bottom of the pit.
Mu Qing struck the ground with his sword, stood upright unsteadily, and gently rubbed the inscription on the sword with his fingers.
The monster looked at Mu Qing's movements with a hint of fear, and sneered: "It's not unlucky for that boy Bai Hao to die in your hands. I have to thank him, Mr. Hei. Otherwise, in such a big city, I would have to kill people just to kill him." The killer is soft."
Mu Qing squinted and looked into the air.
The black flames in the demonic body increased a lot, and the power leaked out invisibly swept away the volcanic ash around it.
Mu Qing was now completely at a disadvantage, and just now in order to save the group of personal guards on the ground, he mobilized all the Shura power in his body, but unfortunately, nothing was done.
This further strengthened his previous idea and he did not intend to delay it any longer.
Mu Qing gently tapped the body of the Demon Suppressing Sword and said in his heart: "I have wronged you."
A trace of blood fluttered towards the monster in the air, but suddenly stopped at the next moment and immediately turned around and rushed towards Mu Qing.
The monster sneered: "Comparing the blood-eating technique with Mr. Hei?"
Devouring is the instinct of monsters, and Mu Qing relies on the method of breathing to absorb and refine blood, and the gap opened by monsters has become wider and wider.
The monster believes that when the Shura Formation is fully opened, everyone in the formation will become its blood food.
It once again separated a black flame from its body, and this black flame spread into an all-devouring black flame, frantically plundering the increasingly rich blood energy between heaven and earth.
When it felt that the black flame in its body had grown a little bit more, the monster looked at the ground playfully, was stunned for a moment, and immediately rushed forward.
Mu Qing didn't know when he had disappeared at the bottom of the pit and appeared behind the monster.
He thrust out the sword lightly, and the whole movement was neat and concise, even a little slow. However, no matter how fast the monster accelerated, it was still pierced through the body by the Demon Suppressing Sword.
The monster screamed, the sound waves spread outward, and the raging black flames shrank inward.
Various forces were directed towards Mu Qing. Mu Qing's black hair was messy, and the green light around him was about to fall, but the arm he extended forward remained motionless.
The monster suddenly had no bad premonition, and directly used the black flame to form a palm and slapped Mu Qing's forehead.
Mu Qing groaned, and the Demon Suppressing Sword immediately produced a superb suction force and began to absorb the monster's black flames.
The monster was shocked: "How dare you swallow Master Hei directly?"
The monster's emotions at this moment were extremely complicated. After the instinctive fear, there was an uncontrollable contrast and confusion.
It always devours others, so how can there be any reason for others to devour it?
Looking at Mu Qing, who had a silent and determined look on his face, the monster became angry. You are not robbing me of my vitality enough, yet you dare to draw attention to Master Hei. Am I a monster? No face?
The big hand that slapped Mu Qing's face suddenly became solid, and slapped Mu Qing's forehead hard.
Mu Qing squinted his eyes and didn't respond until his palm was less than a foot away from his forehead.
He bent his elbows around his wrists, and after pulling out the demon-suppressing sword from the demon body, it dragged upwards a line of eye-catching red light.
The monster's big hand was severed at the wrist.
Looking at Mu Qing who drew his sword and flew back, the monster sneered: "You bluffing idiot."
With that said, it was about to take the severed black flame back into its body, but was suddenly startled: "Huh?"
The big hand transformed by black flames had disappeared. The monster looked for that ray of sensing, but saw the demon-suppressing sword that kept shaking.
"You really dare?"
The monster roared and rushed towards Mu Qing. Mu Qing held the Demon Suppressing Sword tightly with both hands and flew deep into the ruins.
Meng Zhang mentioned without any objection not long ago that if monsters could be sealed into the Demon Suppressing Sword, the Demon Suppressing Sword would most likely be upgraded to a higher level.
Therefore, Mu Qing changed his plan of delaying and decided to seal the monster.
After the blow just now, Mu Qing determined that it was completely impossible to directly absorb the monster into the Demon Suppressing Sword, so he retreated to the next best thing and planned to absorb the black flame bit by bit.
But he still thought too simply about this kind of monster born from the infinite. If the true energy in his body hadn't poured into the Demon Suppressing Sword like a river, the Demon Suppressing Sword at this moment would have been unable to withstand the black flames. Erosion, directly shattered.
"Use the Dao intention that you clearly understood when you broke through to suppress it, rather than pure power."
Hearing this voice, Mu Qing felt much more at ease and started trying bit by bit.
The monster became stronger and faster, and it was about to catch up with Mu Qing, but just when it gathered a black flame spear, intending to blow the Demon Suppressing Sword into pieces with one blow, it suddenly froze. Half empty.
"Hoo, ho--"
Mu Qing held the sword with one hand, lowered his head and breathed freely.
An emotion that had never been seen before became clear in the monster, and it said in horror: "The black flame was born from the infinite. It is the power closest to the essence in this world. Why do you refine it?"
Mu Qing raised his head, and the Demon Suppressing Sword was hanging by his side with one hand, no longer trembling.
The monster could no longer feel the connection between the black flame in the sword body and it suddenly launched an attack.
Mu Qing didn't have the time to wait for it to attack. After exhaling a breath of turbid air, he tiptoed and rushed toward the rich blood.
The monster screamed, and suddenly dozens of black flames exploded in all directions.
Mu Qing wants to cut the black flames with one sword, and the power of Shura is the key. Fortunately, the most indispensable thing between heaven and earth is the power of blood. The monster has also discovered this, and it goes back and forth with Mu Qing. The battle eventually evolved into a plunder of the power of blood.
Mu Qing refined enough Shura power for one sword, and then rushed towards the monster. The monster was furious, and its thoughts were also changing. It initially regarded Mu Qing as a delicious blood food put aside, but gradually transformed into the sole of its feet. A stinky piece of shit that I can't shake off.
Whenever it takes action under the control of killing intent, a pair of illusory wings will appear from Mu Qing's back, covering a certain distance in an instant, running very fast, and always ready to counterattack.
Under such a fighting rhythm, not only the monsters were frightened, but even Mu Qing found that he was becoming more and more capable of dealing with high pressure.
Finally, after another unsuccessful pursuit, the monster took the initiative to enter the area where the volcanic ash was raging.
Mu Qing's face darkened.
In the area shrouded in volcanic ash, the pair of personal guards who sneaked in just now were the last living people. Mu Qing suffered a lot of injuries trying to save them.
This monster seemed to have turned a corner and rushed towards wherever there were many people along the central axis avenue.
Mu Qing's heart was heavy. He thought it would be the same as the dead areas behind him, but he didn't expect that there were still a large number of personal guards in these places.
These guards covered their faces with wet wipes and dispersed completely. Teams of thirty-five and fifty-one were helping the people who were paralyzed on the street.
The monster discovered that Mu Qing was more concerned about these personal guards and rushed to those places several times.
Mu Qing was tired of dealing with it, often saving a group of people but not caring about the other side.
True to form several times, anger and powerlessness intertwined and exploded in Mu Qing's body. His murderous intention towards the monster was so strong that it came out from his body. When a sword energy was thrown at the monster, it gradually contained some of Shura's true meaning.
The great road embraces all kinds of things. It is both constant and ever-changing, not to mention that the people who understand it are also different.
Just like the same leaf, some people pay attention to its color, while others are more interested in its veins. This seems to be the difference between the surface and the inside, but when it comes to the road, there is no distinction between superior and inferior, because many At that time, the great road also emphasized different paths leading to the same destination.
Mu Qing obviously did not realize Shura's true intention of killing through endless indiscriminate killing, but he learned from the monster's indiscriminate killing like a mirror, and transformed the anger arising from it into the killing intention of the monster.
This murderous intention is pure and condensed, almost close to the true meaning of Tao.
On the street where the monster rushed, Bai Hao was carrying a woman who had fainted due to poisoning. He turned around and saw the monster rushing towards him. He frowned, looked at the soldiers beside him, opened his mouth, but heard nothing. Didn't say.
At the last moment of his life, he thought he would think of many people, such as Que Chun and Ge Shan... But in the end, in addition to endless fatigue, he actually felt a trace of incomparable satisfaction deep in his spirit. .
He has no guilt.
He broke through at this point.
"Commander."
A soldier was calling him softly.
Xing Fei was immersed in the empty state of mind after the breakthrough. After hearing the call, he felt a little confused.
What's the use of breaking through before death? It's just going from the second level to the first level, and it still can't save the people who are about to perish.
"Um?"
Xing Fei's eyes regained focus. He waited and waited. When the aura on his body had calmed down, he still did not wait for death to come.
He looked around him. The soldiers in the same team stretched their necks and looked at the sky somewhere with excitement.
There was blood power rippling in the sky there, and there were even sounds of monsters roaring and flying away.
Xing Fei's heart moved: "Is it Mu Qing?"
The soldiers nodded repeatedly: "Yes, it's Mu Qing, no, it's the city lord. He just forced the monster back with a burst of sword energy. It turns out we are not fighting alone."
Xing Fei was silent, then laughed again the next moment: "Of course we are not fighting alone, Mu Qing is here, I believe Yan Qing, and Master Huai Valley are also here."
"Uh-huh."
There was a slight groan not far away, and without Xing Fei taking a step, soldiers had already rushed over.
Xing Fei looked at their running backs and clearly felt a sense of morale, just like the mangosteen rooted in the cracks of the stone, stretching wildly. Unlike before, this kind of morale was comparable to that after rebirth, tough and evergreen.
Xing Fei had just made a breakthrough, and with the help of that wonderful sense of heaven and earth, he also saw the traces of the connected formations covering the entire inner city. His eyes followed the traces that disappeared one by one and looked outside. Cheng, murmured: "Let us all do our best."
