The afterglow of the setting sun dyed Yongdeng City blood red.
Mo Tailai hugged Ruan Dashui and looked up at the setting sun in the distance. As far as he could see, there were murderous Xiliang sergeants. In a daze, scenes from the past flashed through his mind...
"Brother Mo, Brother Mo, look at it..." Ruan Dashui, naked ass, emerged from the sea, holding up a big grouper and said excitedly: "We'll bake it and eat it. I haven't seen such a big grouper for a long time... …”
Shitou dragged himself, Dashui, and Gou Sheng to the window of Widow Li's house, poked a hole in the window paper, pointed with a lewd expression, and whispered: "Look, look..."
On his wedding day, he and his wife kowtowed to my mother. She smiled from ear to ear and said, "Okay, okay, Lai'er finally got married. Dad, did you see it? Our Lai'er got married... He's promising." …”
A group of good brothers, laughing and making trouble, fell drunk in the bridal chamber and were dragged out by Shitou and others by the ears...
Motelai's eyes were red, and he grinned as he recalled the past. He smiled and burst into tears...
Seeing the Xiliang soldiers gradually surrounding him, Mo Tailai looked determined. He leaned over and gently put Ruan Dashui on the ground. His voice was as cold as iron: "Brother Dashui! Just wait, I will let these sons of bitches... All of them will be buried with you!"
After saying this, he picked up a few steel knives on the ground and stood up slowly...
"kill!"
Xiliang soldiers swarmed forward, shouting in unison, raising their swords, and surrounded Motelai. Their spears were like a forest, their swords were dazzling, and their eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and they began to attack crazily.
Motelai looked at the spear piercing his chest and was not afraid. He held a bright steel knife in each hand and one in his mouth, and jumped into the crowd.
Several sharp blades flashed past, and the heads of a dozen Xiliang soldiers rolled to the ground like ripe fruits in autumn.
Mo Tailai brandished his two swords and was invincible like a tiger among wolves. No one could defeat him. In an instant, broken limbs flew everywhere and screams were repeated. He killed dozens of Xiliang soldiers, even with a steel sword. Curled blade.
With a "pop" sound, Mo Tailai threw the steel knife in his hand with great force, penetrating the lower abdomen of a Xiliang soldier. The astonishing force flew the man backwards and hit a group of soldiers, causing everyone to wail.
The thin black sergeant hid behind a group of Xiliang soldiers, staring at Mo Tailai with cold eyes, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.
He gently held the handle of the knife at his waist, gestured to a few people who were also hidden in the crowd, and quietly moved forward to surround them.
Motelai's body was covered in blood, and he had the ability to kill. The true energy in his body was running to the extreme. Faced with more than a dozen spears coming towards him, he dodged and swung his knife to chop down a soldier. He took advantage of the situation and put the spear under his arm. , a sword flashed with his backhand, and the surrounding soldiers didn't even have time to scream, and fell down one after another, clutching the blood gushing from their throats.
Motelai turned around, raised his arms, and the spears under his arms turned into deadly flying spears, shooting in all directions. Amidst the smoke and dust, screams continued to sound. The Xiliang soldiers who were besieging them seemed to have been cut down. The wheat fell one by one, and several Xiliang soldiers were pierced by spears, like grasshoppers strung together, struggling in pain...
Mo Tailai walked forward like a god of death. Every time he swung his sword, several Xiliang soldiers fell down.
Those who practice the Hedao realm are already among the best in the world. Most of those who have the Hedao realm in the army are capable generals who can kill thousands of people and defeat ten thousand enemies.
Although there is a big gap between the cultivation realms before the Hedao realm, with powerful exercises and martial arts, the gap can be greatly narrowed. The Peak Transformation Qi realm may not be weaker than the God Refining realm. It is even possible to defeat the realm of returning to the void in the peak realm of refining the gods.
But once you enter the Hedao realm, it is completely different from the Huanxu realm. Simply crushing the realm, even if the four peak Huanxu realms join forces, they may not be the opponents of Hedao realm cultivators.
Practitioners who have reached the Zhenwu Grandmaster level are enough to influence the trend of a war. A Grand Master can destroy a small country with just a few moves. Legend has it that Xu Chilong, the famous founding general of Daliang, was at the Zhenwu level. He single-handedly defeated tens of thousands of enemies and massacred three cities. , the grand master was furious, the sea of blood was flowing, and the world looked at him with side eyes.
But things must turn against each other. There are only a handful of great masters in this world. Killing all living beings with one person's power is contrary to the law of heaven and may even attract heaven's punishment. Otherwise, Han Zongwang would have slaughtered all Dachen's army when the Liang Kingdom was destroyed. .
The sky was getting dark, the ground was littered with the broken limbs of Xiliang soldiers, and the air was filled with blood. Mo Tailai turned his head and glanced at Ruan Dashui, who had long since expired on the ground, with a gloomy look in his eyes. His long hair was disheveled, and his body was covered in blood. , the steel knife in his hand was dyed blood red, and the blade broke into countless gaps, resembling the serrated sickle of death.
Dodging the spear thrust at his back, Mo Tailai slashed the Xiliang soldier who was sneaking up on him with his sword. The sword was so powerful and heavy that it split the soldier in half from his shoulders to his waist and abdomen, and the hot blood sprayed out from his organs. Seeing that the other soldiers were all frightened, they retreated one after another.
Mo Tailai wiped the blood from his face and raised his sword to slash at a nearby Xiliang soldier. Suddenly, several extremely powerful sword energies struck from different directions.
There were several crisp sounds of "clang, clang, clang", and Mo Tailai's steel knife knocked open two long swords, but his shoulder was cut open by a sword energy, and blood suddenly flowed out.
Several unusually strong figures jumped out from the crowd of soldiers, jumping and swimming around Motelai, with long swords in their hands attacking like poisonous snakes spitting messages.
Motelai fought hard for a long time, and the energy in his body was almost exhausted, but there was no fear on his face. He turned around to avoid the long sword that was stabbing him, and grabbed the hand holding the sword. At the same time, the steel knife in his hand was released. He flew towards the swordsman next to him, and while the man was retreating, he reached out with his long arm and grabbed the man's shoulder with his big hand.
However, in this flash of lightning, a sound broke through the air from Mo Tailai's back, mixed with a sudden attack of fiery energy.
Mo Tailai blocked the sudden blow with his backhand, and a hot energy rushed into his body along the meridians of his arm, causing his burly body to freeze immediately.
A strange flying knife flew towards him. Mo Tailai raised the knife to block it, but it was too late. He lowered his head and saw a bloody knife tip coming out from his left chest. Mo Tailai's expression changed. Sadly, he looked back at the thin black sergeant who was attacking him, his eyes full of determination and severity.
"retreat--"
The thin black sergeant suddenly realized something, shouted loudly, stopped abruptly, and flew back as fast as a big bird.
Before anyone else could react, they heard a loud "boom" and a terrifying light shone across the world...
There was an earth-shattering explosion, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains. Hundreds of Xiliang soldiers were blown to pieces. The thin black sergeant and several masters never expected that Mo Tailai, who was at the end of his strength, would explode his Danji.
A cultivator in the Hedao realm self-destructs his Danji. Its terrifying power makes even the Zhenwu Grandmaster realm shy away from it.
Several Xiliang masters who were closest to Motelai had no time to escape and were killed on the spot. The black and thin sergeant and many soldiers were also injured by the violent shock wave generated by the explosion...
On the third day of April in the seventh year of Da Chen's reign, Yongdeng City fell...
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The morning wind blows away the light mist, and the golden sunshine shines on the shrubs. The green leaves are covered with dew, rolling like crystal clear pearls, shining in the sun.
Fang Yizhi stood up in a bush. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked at the people not far away. These thousands of old, weak, women and children were already exhausted after several days of long journey. They were scattered around, lying or leaning on each other. Haphazard luggage and packages were resting on them, and some people had not yet woken up from their sleep.
Because the rising smoke would alert Xiliang's pursuers, the team led by Fang Yizhi and the people had not buried pots to make rice for several days. At the urging of the soldiers, the people used some fresh water and food. , ready to continue on the road.
The terrain of this area is very complex, with thick bushes, mountain streams, mist and miasma, and sometimes poisonous insects. It is called Longtan Stream by the locals. Although it is not the hottest summer at this time, in order to prevent everyone from being poisoned by miasma, Fang Yi issued the order The soldiers set up camp in the evening and quickly evacuated in the early morning.
After passing through the Longtan Stream, two hundred miles to the south, we reached the territory of Lanzhou. Only when we got there were these people completely safe.
Seeing the groups of people walking by, supporting the old and the young, Fang Yizhi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked back. Beyond a few low shrubs, he could see the endless yellow sand land. There are a few emerald greens in between, and there are some small black spots rising faintly on the more distant horizon.
Fang Yizhi's eyes were sharp and he saw that it was a flock of frightened birds flying up. His face suddenly became extremely cold. He spat out a grass stem he was biting and calmly gave an order to the soldiers on the side: "The Iron Guard will cover the people and evacuate at full speed." ! Gather the rest of the people to follow me and resist the enemy!"
Soon, the soldiers who came after hearing the news, under the leadership of Fang Yizhi, deployed their horses at the mouth of the stream, dug traps and trenches, and made defensive preparations in an extremely short time.
In order to avoid panic among the people, the Iron Guard soldiers had a tacit understanding and did not spread the news that the pursuers were coming. They just kept urging everyone on their way. However, the tense atmosphere gave some people a premonition that something was not going to happen. While crying, it also accelerated the team's escape.
Looking at the direction where the people were disappearing, Fang Yizhi stood by the gentle and wide stream and leaned down, picked up a handful of cold stream water and washed his face. Then, he shook off the water drops on his hand and took out the water from his arms. A packet of white medicinal powder was sprinkled into the stream.
Fang Yizhi then directed all the soldiers to move and arrange some huge rocks in specific directions...
After finally finishing all this, Fang Yizhi took out a few delicate and small flags from his arms. With a wave of his hand, the flags turned into several streaks of light and fell into the mountain stream.
For a moment, all the soldiers felt that the Longtan Stream in front of them seemed to be a little different, but the specific difference was hard to say. It seemed to have an inexplicable eerie and terrifying feeling.
Just when everyone was marveling, the sound of hooves in the distance was like thunder, and the Xiliang cavalry were rushing towards them like a tide.
Looking from a distance, I saw the mighty Xiliang cavalry with bright armor. They were galloping at high speed, their swords were unsheathed and their bows were strung, their spears were like a forest, they were galloping like tigers and they were raising beacon smoke. A chilling air rushed straight into the sky...
