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Bang! Bang!

After cursing a few words, Li Shenzhi became very upset and kicked the monster twice more.

Hiss——

After the kick, he took a breath, it hurt too much.

It hurts everywhere inside and out.

In order to withstand the beast tide, I took nearly ten drops of demon blood continuously, and now my stamina has increased.

Wuwuwu——

The trumpet sounded again.

It is a memorial to the warriors who died in battle.

Bodies scattered everywhere covered the inside and outside of the Great Wall.

"Report, Hulou Beacon Fire Castle has held back the monster, the mission is completed."

Zhou Xian's chest was split open and blood was gurgling. He pushed Fu Yun away from bandaging his wounds and held on to a knife to prevent himself from falling.

"Tiger Tower has not retreated!"

"I dare to ask the master, I, the warrior of Tiger Tower Fort, can be a hero."

"The warriors of our clan are heroes in life and heroes in death."

Wu Zhenchuan nodded and answered solemnly.

"Teacher, I didn't embarrass you..."

Zhou Xian showed a sad smile, reached out and took out the soaked cigarette from his pocket, lit it twice, but did not light it.

"Clear the battlefield!"

After a scream, his hands dropped weakly, his eyes closed, and there was a smile on his lips.

Wuwuwu——

The horn sounded again, this time to bid farewell to the defenders of the Tiger Tower.

Zhou Xian, at the age of twenty-two, set foot on the Great Wall of Martial Arts.

Thirty years old, he is the guardian of Hulou Fort.

Thirty-four years old, with the third level of Wanjun Realm, he fought against three fourth-level monsters.

Killed three demons, was seriously injured and died of exhaustion.

Wu Zhenchuan walked closer, picked up Zhou Xian on his back, and headed towards the pass with a few ups and downs.

Another student walked in front of him.

…

at night.

In the demon realm and the territory of the Yunjing Tiger, there was a shocking roar, which did not end until late at night.

The next day.

Behind Hulou Pass, under a mountain.

Graves stand one after another, and the war dead after the fireworks are all buried here.

This has been a tradition for hundreds of years. You can be buried wherever you die in battle, and there is no need to return your body wrapped in horse leather.

Where the human race is, it is the homeland.

Li Shenzhi, who was all bandaged up like a rice dumpling, bid farewell to his comrades who died in the battle with everyone.

Soon, news spread that the tigers in Hushan were very angry at the heavy losses suffered by the monsters under their command.

A top tiger monster took action and had a battle with a strong human being last night.

No one knows the specific result, but the teacher of the guardian of Hulou and the deputy chief of Shanhaiguan did not come to say goodbye.

A great battle will strangle countless demon cubs in the Yunjing Tiger's territory. At least the nearby Martial Arts Great Wall, which is thousands of miles away, will have a short-term peace.

…

Returning to Hulou Beacon Fire Castle again, Li Shenzhi found Lu Gang who was still in bed.

"Take it home yourself."

He took out the demon core and stuffed it back into Lu Gang's hand.

The expected third law was not fully realized, but it was generally realized.

Lu Gang is disabled.

In a few days, he will leave the Great Wall of Martial Arts and retire from the demon-suppressing army.

"If you can survive, you are luckier than other brothers."

There was a wry smile on Lu Gang's lips, and he used his remaining left hand to grasp the small animal core.

"It's time for you to go to the city. According to this meritorious service, the second-level Demon Hunting Medal is guaranteed."

Li Shenzhi shook his head gently.

"Aren't you going to the city?"

Lu Gang showed surprise and wanted to speak, but finally the words came to his lips and he said: "Take care of yourself. When you are tired and go to town one day, go to my house and I will stew pig's trotters for you."

"Okay, it's settled."

The war near the Hulou Beacon Fort is about to end, but there are beacons everywhere on the Martial Arts Great Wall, so there is no place to kill monsters.

…

"Ancestor, you are my ancestor. Can you tell me how you got to Hulou Beacon Fire Castle?"

In the video, He Qiwu dances and spits and stars fly.

"Are you trying to make me spend a million in vain?"

"I asked you to use the good steel on the blade, but I didn't ask you to jump into the fire pit."

…

"Oh, don't worry, you are still not a student of Jiangbei College. I am the dean, can you give me some face?"

"If you don't plan to go to your senior brother's place, where are you going?"

After listening to Old Man He nagging for twenty minutes, Li Shenzhi hung up the phone.

He is currently injured and needs more rest. This was not said by him, but by Fu Yun.

Fuyun walked into the fort from outside, checking the injured warriors one by one, and soon came to Li Shenzhi.

"Kid, take off your pants, let me take a look."

"..."

"Sister, my injured arms and legs are."

"What's your name? Sister, call me aunt." Fu Yun moved quickly and checked Li Shenzhi's arms and legs.

"My aunt's ancestral black jade intermittent ointment is very useful. It can be reconnected for you if it is broken."

Li Shenzhi lifted the quilt to cover himself, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Everyone on the Great Wall of Martial Arts has a story.

Fuyun, a disciple of Qihuang Academy, belongs to the eighth generation of human warriors. Although his medical skills are not superb, he is very good at treating external injuries.

That year, a guy named Sun Degong went to Fuyun's third base, and the two of them came to garrison at Hulou Fort.

Later, Sun Degong died here in battle.

By the way, Sun Degong was the last guardian of Hulou Fort.

From then on, Fuyun never went down the Great Wall of Martial Arts again.

After two more days of cultivation, Li Shenzhi understood the cause and consequences of this beast wave.

A disciple of Qihuang Academy was captured by the Blood God Sect. The demon beast launched a beast wave to cover their passage into the demon realm.

Qihuang Academy is the only academy in the human race that does not use martial arts to enter Taoism. Students specialize in medicine.

At every pass of the Great Wall of Martial Arts, there are warriors from Qihuang Academy. They are not good at fighting, but they are the most important people at every pass.

Half a month later, Li Shenzhi finally recovered. With the help of breathing techniques, he was able to dissolve the congestion in various parts of his body.

At this moment, he felt that with just a little effort, he could break through to the sixth level of the Kaishan Realm.

Under night, at the city gate, Li Shenzhi was sitting cross-legged on the city wall.

In my mind, the little man sitting cross-legged on the bronze coffin was covered with green light.
To be continued...