The moment Zheng Xiu's fist collided with Atulu's fist.
The sound made when the two heads collided was like a big drum appearing out of thin air in the Sun Cicada Valley.
winter!
With such a loud noise, in the valley, the fighting and brave Lie Sun tribe all covered their ears in pain.
Blood flowed from the ears of the sun and the earth.
Zheng Xiu's shirt was instantly blown to pieces by the sharp blast wind, revealing his strong and perfect body behind the [projection]. Phew~ The little Phoenix cat, which was so peacefully in the male's arms, was blown up into the sky at the same time, with its four claws stretched out, spinning restlessly in the air like a broken paper kite. I don't know where it was blown away. at. The meow's round eyes looked lonely and helpless. ——It regretted it.
Card!
The unimaginable force instantly bent Arturu's arm. After a horrifying sound like a big drum, there was a crisp sound of fracture. Aturu's arm was suddenly broken into several pieces, and his body was white. The bone pierced the flesh and exposed the arm!
Aturu opened his mouth and spat out blood, flying backwards.
The effects of force are mutual. The same force acts on Zheng Xiu's arm. His arm loses consciousness in an instant and hangs limply at his side.
Quickly taking a few steps back to release the remaining strength, Zheng Xiu looked down and saw fine, round blood droplets emerging from the pores of his arms, as if they were being squeezed out. After a while, his arms lost consciousness. Only then did he feel a sharp pain, which made Zheng Xiu grin uncontrollably.
Aturu's two-meter-high body flew upside down and crashed into the army, knocking his own army upside down. The brave camels let out panicked screams. A few unlucky soldiers caught Atulu with their bodies. The force of the shock instantly shattered their internal organs. They fell to the ground several times, and a few bloody bullets fell to the ground. Eyeballs flew out from the gaps in the armor, and some even spit out mole of internal organs from their mouths. For a time, Aturu's army was in chaos under this change, with many dead and injured, and it was difficult to maintain the initial formation. shape.
"Husband!"
Xie Luohe looked down at her hands, and the struggle in her eyes was even worse. A rare anxiety appeared on her face. She put her bow behind her back, bit her fingers, and was about to step forward to help.
Zheng Xiu turned his back to Xie Luohe and stretched out his other hand to signal.
"let me."
Zheng Xiu said calmly, his entire right arm was hanging down and trembling.
The opposing army stopped charging because Zheng Xiu was alone.
Arturu quickly climbed up from the pile of corpses with a ferocious smile on his face.
His face was covered with dark lines, and the arm that fist bumped with Zheng Xiu was out of shape. As he stepped out step by step, the next moment, Arturu did something that shocked those who watched.
Aturu suddenly tore off the broken arm, a large amount of blood spurted out from the shoulder, and the strong smell of blood floated down the wind. In Richan Valley, the desert residents were shocked by the monster-like strength of the two. When they saw this scene, some children had never seen such a battle. They were so frightened that they lay on the rocks with pale faces and violently fucked them. vomit.
Aturu opened his mouth wide, and after vomiting blood, there was blood between his teeth. The whiteness of his teeth, the redness of his blood, and the red and white combination of bloody words made him look particularly charming at this moment.
Biting off the fingers of the severed hand, Arturu easily tore off an arm from the corpse of an unlucky soldier on the ground in front of Zheng Xiu. The move was like tearing off a roasted whole lamb. As easy as the next leg of lamb.
"What is he going to do?"
Arturu's behavior at this moment can no longer be described simply as "crazy". The coexistence of calmness and madness, as if he was wading through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, gave Zheng Xiu a bad premonition in his heart.
At this moment, Zheng Xiu could not treat Atulu as an ordinary foreign general. Aturu is a stranger, and the stranger is an upgraded version of a thaumaturgy. He is even more unreasonable than a thaumaturgy. To a certain extent, he can even ignore the rules and use thaumaturgy beyond ethics.
He knew that he couldn't let Arturus do anything at this moment. Zheng Xiu took a deep breath and opened the sandbag containing "blood sand" at his waist, and the sand spilled out all over the sky.
"Stories from the human world..."
The howling wind seemed particularly violent at the narrow entrance of the valley, but unexpectedly, the "bloody sand" sprinkled into the sky was instantly
For a moment, it seemed as if it was frozen in the sky...frozen.
"Sand Painting."
For ten years, even Xie Luohe didn't know. Zheng Xiu spent ten years in the painting world, deeply cultivating the art of painting, and how deep he had become as a "painter". In fact, even Zheng Xiu is not sure.
He entered the door again and again, and opened the door one by one. Two years ago, Zheng Xiu opened the "third door" in a dream.
Just as the seventh door in "Gateway" is a threshold for thaumaturges, once the seventh door is opened, it can bring about earth-shaking changes to the thaumaturges; when Zheng Xiu opened the third door, he saw a different "scenery" from usual. "Zheng Xiu is unforgettable.
After the third door, there is no longer a road.
It may be said that after opening the third door, there is no way in the "doorway".
It was an endless abyss.
Like an abyss, like a lake, like a sea, like a vast ocean.
Zheng Xiu didn't know what was under the "boundless darkness" that flashed by. All he knew was that there was no road ahead.
But while there is no path, there is a closed door on the "other side".
He can't get there through the "path".
In the next two years, Zheng Xiu could still feel that he was making progress and his painting skills continued to improve. However, he never had the opportunity to enter the doorway to take a look, let alone where he would go in the doorway without a road.
The blood-colored sand was mixed with Zheng Xiu's blood. Zheng Xiu thought about it and held it with his five fingers. The fine sand condensed in the sky into a delicate small sword.
Countless small swords circled at the entrance of Richan Valley, like a sword array. The fine sand that finally dispersed gathered between the fingers of Zheng Xiu's empty hand and turned into an illusory and clear "sand sword".
The sword only had an outline and no substance. However, when Zheng Xiu held the sword, his whole body changed, his eyes opened and closed, as if he had turned into another strange person. His eyes are filled with vicissitudes of life, and there is a kind of calmness that looks away from the prosperity and sorrow of the world.
Behind Zheng Xiu, Xie Luohe, who was still anxious at first, suddenly became much calmer when he saw this scene. She quietly looked at Zheng Xiu, a solitary figure, guarding this place, unable to escape, her eyes filled with love and tenderness.
"Return to the sword's will."
I have a sword,
cut!
Zheng Xiu took a step forward and swung his sword towards Atulu in the distance.
Time seemed to pause for a moment, and countless thin swords passed through Atulu's body in an instant.
The last gray sword light fell diagonally in front of Atulu.
laugh!
Aturu paused, his eyes widened, and the black texture on his body failed to fade away.
Tsk tsk tsk!
In an instant, behind Atulu, dozens of war camels were foaming at the mouth and running backwards crazily. As he ran, half of his body broke off and fell into two pieces. The head half seemed to be unaware that it had been cut off, but it was still running. He took a few steps and rolled into the ruins, blood spurting all over the ground.
"ah!
! "
Aturu screamed, his chest and belly were cut open along with the bones, leaving only a thin layer of skin and flesh, and the broken intestines flowed all over the floor.
Hundreds of elite soldiers from the Western Regions suffered 90% casualties due to Zheng Xiu's move. The few dozen remaining soldiers were frightened out of their wits. They dragged Atulu's body onto the war camel and ran like crazy. fled in the direction.
The town was full of corpses. Broken bodies, colorful intestines, and bright red blood were everywhere, creating a tragic scene that could be called hell on earth. There was no sound in the valley except for the wind. The birdcage broke and turned into a rain of blood falling from the sky.
Xie Luohe watched the few elite soldiers flee, but instead of chasing them out, he immediately came to Zheng Xiu's side.
She saw that her husband was not as relaxed and happy as he seemed. She had seen the birdcage move in her "memory" before. She was vaguely aware of her husband's poor condition and stepped forward to help her. Sure enough, after the "birdcage" collapsed, Zheng Xiu's strong body returned like a deflated rubber ball. He shrunk and became as thin as a scholar. He leaned softly in Madam's bulging arms, his face as pale as a piece of white paper.
"The fight between strangers is really dangerous."
Zheng Xiu smiled lightly at his wife, casually
Say something. Xie Luohe's expression changed, and he picked up Zheng Xiu's sword-wielding hand.
The next moment, Xieluohe's long hair was fluttering. In her extreme anger, the word "Ding Wei" appeared in her right eye inadvertently. The howling wind in the valley stopped for no reason. The world was terrifyingly quiet. A huge shadow appeared in Xieluohe. Behind him, a shadow appeared silently, as tall as a mountain, covering the sky and the sun. From a distance, it looked like a demon god stepping out of the netherworld.
"Don't be afraid, I'm fine."
Zheng Xiu closed his eyes and comforted him, standing up straight.
Hearing this, Xie Luohe was stunned for a moment. Nod.
The boundless killing intent that surged like the sea left no trace as it came, and left without a trace. The wind blew again, blowing Xie Luohe's long hair, covering her profile.
"your hands."
Xie Luohe held Zheng Xiu's sword-wielding hand distressedly.
It was densely covered with blood holes of varying sizes, and the blood was flowing gurglingly, as if it had been pierced by thousands of steel needles. She pulled off her sleeves and hurriedly helped her husband bandage it, wrapping it up in a hurry, and tears flowed silently while wrapping it up.
"Blame me."
Xie Luohe cried.
At this moment, she is no longer as domineering and free as before.
"I blame myself."
Zheng Xiu glanced at Xie Luohe strangely. The soft arrow just now made Zheng Xiu puzzled. For a moment just now, Xie Luohe's expression and actions seemed to be... Feng Bei.
When he was hesitating whether to ask, he lowered his head and saw that his hand was quickly wrapped into a rice dumpling by Xie Luohe. None of the five fingers were exposed. The shape of the bandaged wound made Zheng Xiu's doubts disappear, and he raised it up in confusion. "Zongzi": "Madam, are you taking the opportunity to take revenge?"
Xie Luohe's eyes flashed, he looked away, his mouth slightly pursed: "Who told you to mess around?"
Back in front of Mr. Nie's treasury, Xie Luohe went crazy for some unknown reason and slapped the rocks with both palms crazily. At that time, Zheng Xiu was afraid that Xie Luohe would go crazy and deliberately wrapped her hands like rice dumplings. Now Xie Luohe repeated his old tricks and Zheng Xiu glanced at her. Then he saw through the madam's little thoughts.
The moon sets in the west and the sun rises in the east.
The desert residents who had survived the desperate situation knelt on the ground and worshiped in the direction of the rising scorching sun - the scorching sun was their belief, and the beam of light that dispersed the night seemed to be calling them, and they spent the unbearable night. , welcome the dawn.
However, Zheng Xiu's behavior last night was not like ordinary people. Everyone, including the patriarch Ridi, looked at Xie Luohe and his wife, with fear hidden in their fear, and the kindness of the past was gone.
Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe didn't say much, stepped over the corpses all over the street, and supported each other towards the town.
"Why are your hands so injured?"
Halfway through, Xie Luohe asked.
After ten years of being a couple, Zheng Xiu had almost no secrets in front of Xie Luohe. Zheng Xiu did not hide this and said with a smile: "A few years ago, I tried to combine different methods and try to create a new "magic". "
"The sword?"
"Yes. "Heaven and Earth come together to form one sword", this is a unique skill that can only be performed by human souls at the moment of life and death, when the human soul leaves the body. But my forced imitation as a "painter" is equivalent to superfluous, and when I hurt others, I also hurt myself. Zheng Xiu raised his hand and looked at the tightly wrapped hand, and a wave of sweetness came to his heart: "The "Guiyi Sword Intention" in my hand has become a double-edged sword, which only means that I have not understood it. True meaning. Even so, the sword just now was far less powerful than the real Guiyi Sword Intention, which was a pity. "
This is why Zheng Xiu calls it "The Sword Intent of Returning to One" instead of "The Sword Intent of Returning to the Oneness of Heaven and Earth", which is quite a bit different.
But even so, that specious sword directly seriously injured Atulu, who had transformed into a stranger. Now he does not know whether he is alive or dead.
“I don’t know whether I’m alive or dead, but I’m not dead yet.”
Zheng Xiu had prepared for the worst and told Xie Luohe: "The aliens are not ordinary people and will never die easily."
Xie Luohe nodded and remained silent.
She knows this all too well.
Strangers are all monsters, without exception.
There were heavy casualties in the town, but most of the dead were outsiders. In this regard, the sun and the earth did not feel too deep sadness. He ordered his tribe to count the corpses in the town and be wary of the return of the Western Region army.
After a while, Ridi stewed a pot of pork and mutton in a large pot. As for the war camel carcasses on the ground, they did not use them to eat, but buried them one by one. For the Lie Sun tribe, camels are different from pigs and sheep, and have the same funeral treatment as living people.
Xie Luohe and Zheng Xiu were sitting at the door of their home. At this time, a shy young man brought a small pot of pork and mutton stew. It was the Riding across the desert.
His two feet were still wrapped with gauze, but he was walking without any ambiguity. It was obvious that the changes in his feet did not affect his movements.
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It was pitch black and no sound could be heard.
