Jing Yu felt that his consciousness fell into darkness, and different memory fragments flew past him. He tried to catch those fragments.
At this time, the dancer was planning to continue slicing Jiang Xiao's neck, and everyone who fell on the ground watched helplessly as Jiang Xiao walked toward death step by step. Jing Yu's condition was that he had lost all vitality and fell to the ground.
Jing Yu found scenes of sword training in his childhood in his memories, and he couldn't help but have a little doubt as to what these had to do with his life experience. Jing Yu took out a long sword and began to perform the sword technique in his memory.
…
Suddenly, a ray of light emitted from Jing Yu's storage bag, and the gilt bowl flew out of the storage bag on its own, began to disintegrate, and slowly attached to Jing Yu's body. His injuries recovered quickly, which surprised the dancer. She wanted to kill the dead fish-eyed young man in front of her again, but the light stopped her claws.
"Ha." With a cold snort, a long sword appeared in Jing Yu's hand.
The dancer subconsciously planned to retreat, but it was too late.
Jing Yu turned over and slashed out with his sword. A round of sword energy was like the bright moon in the night sky, directly separating the dancer's arm from her body. The dancer let out a low roar of pain, and the oil cloak on her body instantly wrapped around Jing Yu's whole body.
He didn't care about the opponent's attack. Another sword strike, and the same round of sword energy, split the oil around him, and the water waves dispersed in both directions.
The dancer's other arm was also cut off!
Song Qian was curious about Jing Yu's sword skills. He had never seen sword energy as bright as the bright moon, and such pure sword intention.
The dancer began to be afraid of the humans in front of her. She kept retreating and waving her remaining arms in front of her. Jing Yu didn't give up there. He knew that his strength could not hold up a stick of incense, so now he could only fight quickly.
The sword energy came from all directions, leaving the dancer no chance to escape.
"I'm Jing Yu! I'm here to suppress all evil!" Jing Yu looked up to the sky and roared.
He took out more than a dozen iron swords and stuck them in the water at the same time. Once he cut the sword out, he threw it away and replaced it with another one, and his body was about to leave an afterimage. The dancer's body was penetrated by the sword energy, and her flesh and blood flew everywhere. The water curtain was no longer able to defend against Jing Yu's raindrop blows.
"Sword, seal!" He let all the iron swords float in the air, and then pointed down.
The iron sword turned into a swimming dragon, circled in the air several times, then let out a roar and rushed into the dancer's body. There was only reluctance in her eyes...
Jing Yu's strength was exhausted, and he fell vertically on the water and fell into coma.
Song Qian had already memorized this set of swordsmanship, and he was curious about how Jing Yu's strength could be promoted to the eighth level in a very short period of time.
…
after a few days.
This city is actually no different from Xidu County. There are refugees on both sides of the street, the houses have collapsed long ago, and the magistrate in the county government has actually been dead for many days. What they saw before was all hallucinations. And the dancer also has a token with the word "She" on her body. The mysterious organization of the Demon Kingdom has officially taken action, and sooner or later there will be another fierce battle.
After they distributed the official rations, they continued on their way. When Jing Yu woke up, he was no different from before. He even forgot the swordsmanship used in the field.
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There's that dark room again, a round table.
"She was so arrogant before, but she inevitably died. This is the fate of arrogance." A sharp voice pierced the quiet air.
A stocky black figure hid in the corner: "So, you are sure?"
"Don't dare, I don't have the guts to save my life." The sharp voice sounded a little discouraged.
"Tsk!" The sturdy black shadow had a look of disdain on his face.
…
The further west, the sparser the vegetation, and Jing Yu understood that they were getting closer to the real Western Region, which was the desert.
After a long and dusty journey, we finally arrived at the last stop in Shuzhou - Duangchang County before sunset.
The city walls here are very different from those in the Central Plains. They are made of mud, and the houses on both sides of the road are also mud houses. Because wood is scarce in the Western Regions, only wealthy families are willing to use precious wood to build furniture or repair their homes.
"I think there should be more water shortage here." Chen Xueyun said.
Jing Yu agrees, but there is no project in this world to transport water from east to west. The source of water depends on whether the site selection when building the city is correct. The Western Region is not a desert. The desert area is rich in groundwater. If it is exploited successfully, it can basically meet the needs of small-area irrigation and domestic water.
Food was distributed as usual again, and there was nothing unusual this time. Just when Jing Yu felt that he could easily go to Liangzhou, he discovered the demon clan among the ranks of refugees.
"There are monsters here, have you seen them?" He said to the six people beside him.
Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and there were many monsters lining up to receive food.
Song Qian held the hilt of the sword and prepared to attack. Chen Xueyun stopped him: "I observe that those monsters are thin and have pure eyes. They should not be enemies."
There were monsters as refugees in Duangchang County. This idea forced Jing Yu to talk to the county magistrate.
"It's like this. In fact, many demon clans are not satisfied with the political philosophy of the demon kingdom and have proposed to leave the demon kingdom. The demon kingdom agreed on the surface, but secretly sent troops and killers to kill these demon clans. Fortunately, I was a big man at the time. Be kind and take them in, otherwise it will be another tragedy. However, the demon country has become increasingly arrogant recently, and many killers have even brazenly entered the county. The government is unable to resist, and I hope Dingmingsi can help." The county magistrate explained.
"Are we going to fight again?" Jing Yu hid his face and sighed.
Huang, who was giving out food, felt melancholy when he saw the demon clan reduced to such a state.
After Jing Yu finished talking with the county magistrate, he found the six people who had distributed the food and began to discuss how to defend Duangchang County from the demon country's attack.
It would definitely be too late to build defense projects. The demon country didn't know how many manpower it would send, which made the county magistrate anxious. All Jing Yu could think of was the Escort Bureau and the Dingming Division, unless they could recruit from this group of refugees to form a militia.
This task was handed over to Chen Xueyun, who was responsible for recruiting militiamen and recruiting taller ones from short ones.
As soon as they heard that they would get extra food if they joined the militia, all the refugees signed up enthusiastically. Chen Xueyun screened out the old, weak, sick, disabled, women and children, and finally recruited about fifty people. Jing Yu was responsible for forging weapons, and Song Qian was stationed at the city gate.
Night is coming.
A large number of black cloaks were teleported outside the city, preparing to attack Bronchang County, but Song Qian had already discovered the dark crowd and counted down silently.
The militia's requirements were not high, just to disrupt the Demon Kingdom's formation. From the beginning, Chen Xueyun had no intention of letting these unfed civilians fight.
Jing Yu admired his humanity for this.
This time there was no main commander behind the black cloak, which made Song Qian relieved. It seemed that the mysterious organization did not want to take action again.
Ningqu, Qiao Xu and Huang stood behind the sword formation.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, the Black Cloaks officially launched their attack. (To be continued)
