Some people make vicious oaths, but they often disappear without a trace.

Some people's gentle words are life-saving.

The love before life and death is the truest and strongest.

In a broken house less than a hundred steps away from Lin Xi and others, a petite body lay quietly, but because the black robe outside her body was very large, it absorbed all the breath emanating from her body, and it seemed like this

The skin of some lizards in the world will become the same color as the surroundings, so the black robe covering her body made the clouds next to a blade chariot only twenty steps away from her.

Sergeant Qin didn't notice her presence at all.

She was alone in the dark.

No one was aware of her presence.

However, she did not feel alone...especially after seeing those ordinary Yunqin soldiers greet death calmly and heroically.

At this moment, her ears were vibrating slightly, and she could hear the last few words of the conversation between Lin Xi, Gao Yanan, and Jiang Xiaoyi. Although she could not join the conversation between Lin Xi and others, and she also knew that, like this city,

If she couldn't hold on, she would die here with Lin Xi and the others, but at this moment, she was still happy because of these few words.

Shen Tunian looked at the street ahead with an expressionless expression.

Although the rain was still falling, he could not clearly see the specific scenes in the streets and alleys ahead, but those small but orderly sounds made him sure that the Yunqin army was not in chaos at all.

The people in the carriage guarded by seven palace swordsmen behind him were also listening to the sounds coming from the streets in front of them, and slowly let out a sigh.

"Master!"

The seven palace swordsmen exclaimed at the same time.

Shentu Nian suddenly turned around and saw the carriage's curtain automatically opened without any wind.

A white-clothed swordsman who was only in his thirties walked out of the carriage. His face was very handsome, but what was even more attractive was the spirit and energy exuding from him.

Extraordinary breath.

If everyone in this battlefield is a weapon, then he is the kind of magic weapon that can be seen as extraordinary at a glance, but without being too sharp.

There is no sword on his body, but the first impression is that he is a sword user and a swordsman.

The seven palace swordsmen knew very well what it meant when their master stepped out of the carriage at this moment. However, what made them even more shocked and speechless was that the swordsman in white with a sigh on his face looked at them calmly.

He said gently: "You go back to Da Mang. Go back to Huapan Mountain to practice swordsmanship in seclusion. If the seven of you cannot become the Holy Master in this life, you will never come out."

"Master!"

The seven palace swordsmen all let out a mournful cry and all prostrated themselves on the ground.

"I have made up my mind." The swordsman in white glanced at them and said calmly: "Unless you don't recognize me as your teacher."

The seven palace swordsmen left in tears.

Shen Tu Nian did not stop.

It was only when the figures of the seven palace swordsmen disappeared into the night that he looked at the swordsman in white and said in a cold tone: "Mr. Jun also thinks that we are bound to lose this battle?"

The swordsman in white shook his head and said with a smile: "If I thought it was inevitable to lose, I would leave directly. I stay here because I think that no matter life or death, there is still the possibility of a fight in the end."

Shen Tunian slowly raised his eyebrows and said, "How to fight?"

"It is impossible for anyone to understand something that has never appeared in this world. General, your attack will never fail. By the time the Yunqin army wakes up, it should be too late and they can take precautions directly.

Chaos is an unreasonable thing. However, this kind of unreasonable thing happened." The swordsman in white looked at Shen Tu Nian calmly and said: "So the legend about Lin Xi is true, he is indeed in love with Dean Zhang

In the same way, people with the talent of generals. Only generals can do such things that are completely inconsistent with the principles of the world."

Shen Tu Nian's face returned to calmness and she looked at him: "Mr. Jun, what do you mean, Lin Xi should be in the street in front of you at this moment?"

"I can't say for sure, but this is the most critical place, and we have just encountered this change, so the possibility of him being here is naturally very high." The swordsman in white looked at him and said: "Of course he may leave, so we

We have to be quick. That’s why I came out at this moment. Only by killing him and opening this gap can we win this battle."

Shentu Nian clearly knew that it was indeed necessary to go faster at this time, but he still frowned and hesitated slightly: "It depends on the battle at this time, is it too fast?"

The white-clothed swordsman smiled self-deprecatingly: "General Shentu, do you still need me to remind you... The only thing we can plan is the battle of our mausoleum city. This is the only chance for us to try our best to win. The rest of the mausoleum city matters will never be resolved.

From the beginning, it was not something we considered at all.”

After a slight pause, the white-clothed swordsman looked at Shentu Nian and continued: "Of course I don't know what the headmaster Shentu of Purgatory Mountain thinks, but if it were me, I would naturally think that for Purgatory Mountain, killing the general god would

It is more important than the victory or defeat between these two or three cities."

Shen Tu Nian nodded.

At this moment, a powerful Priest of Purgatory Mountain walked out of the ruins in the darkness ahead.

There was a terrifying sword wound on his chest, and a white spider lay on the sword wound.

The white spider covered in snow-white fluff formed a web on his wound, stopping the bleeding from his wound, but every time he took a step, he would cough up some black blood.

…

…

In the drizzle, Tang Chuqing's figure was as dim as a shadow, as fast as the wind, and as soft as yarn.

Although the power of high-level practitioners in this world is strong, their bodies are still very fragile compared to their own strength.

Even if a Saint Master like Tang Chuqing could blow away a heavy armor with a wave of his sleeve, when using a large amount of soul power, he would still be as tired as an ordinary person running vigorously.

It may not take much time for a holy master to kill a thousand ordinary heavy-armored sergeants. However, after killing these one thousand heavy-armored sergeants, the holy master will be extremely exhausted.

Therefore, no matter what level of practitioner you are, it is impossible to continue fighting for a very long time.

This is the main reason why Dean Zhang, who has the potential of two bowls of water and can accumulate soul power twice as much as a practitioner of the same level in this world, would leave a special message to those who come after him, saying that there has never been an invincible person in this world.

one.

Tang Chuqing's face is not too old, but he is actually very old, and his body functions are naturally not comparable to those in his prime. He broke his arm. Although his life is safe, he has lost a lot of blood after all.

, so he already felt weak and tired at this time.

However, like Lin Xi, he knew that the city needed his strength, so he still fought.

He stopped by a small river along the street.

On the stone embankment by the river ahead, there are two Purgatory Mountain two-headed dogs.

Because the density of Yunqin soldiers in this urban area is very dense, this kind of two-headed dog will always make some noise when encountering Yunqin soldiers from time to time. For a holy master like him, it is not difficult to find.

These should be the last two of the two-headed dogs released by the Da Mang military.

These two-headed dogs are very fierce in front of ordinary soldiers and practitioners, but they seem to be very afraid of water. At this time, the river is only less than one foot, and the water is shallow, but the two-headed dogs were forced here by Tang Chuqing,

Seeing that there was no way out, he still didn't dare to jump into the river and escape.

The moment Tang Chuqing stopped, the two two-headed dogs became desperate and fierce, running towards Tang Chuqing.

Tang Chuqing was very tired. His intact right hand held the small sword in his sleeve. However, at this moment, his eyes flashed slightly and he changed his mind.

He released the small sword in his sleeve, pointed it as a sword, and steadily stabbed the two-headed dogs somewhere on the back.

The backbones of the two two-headed dogs seemed to have been ripped out in an instant, and they fell softly to the ground a foot in front of him, but they did not die.

He bent down slightly, wanting to lift the two two-headed dogs that he had restrained.

Suddenly, he straightened his back and his body returned to its original shape.

He turned around and looked towards the dark alley behind him, slowly raising his eyebrows and his expression gradually became serious.

A strong wind blew up, blowing away all the raindrops outside him.

"laugh"…

With a soft sound, the flying sword in his sleeve vibrated and flew up again, vibrating in the air for an instant. The extremely urgent sound was sharper than the sound of an arrow in the night sky.

The moment his sword whistling sounded, many of the previously quiet streets and alleys among the porters were once again filled with countless voices, and the ground and air were trembling.

This is the sound of the army rushing in again.

Tang Chuqing's flying sword dropped and landed in front of him.

Shen Tunian, who was wearing the blood-like divine robe of Purgatory Mountain, was the first to walk out of the long alley facing him.

Behind him, a swordsman in white walked out again.

Tang Chuqing's frown deepened. His eyes only stayed on Shen Tu Nian for a moment, and then fell on the swordsman in white, "Mr. Jun?"

Shen Tu Nian didn't say anything, but looked coldly at Tang Chuqing, looking deeper into the East Jingling Mausoleum behind Tang Chuqing.

The swordsman in white bowed gently and said, "Exactly."

Tang Chuqing returned the salute with a flying sword in front of her, "Mr. Jun has been in Damang and has not been involved in the world. He doesn't care about the war. Why do you want to participate in this battle?"

The swordsman in white looked at Tang Chuqing calmly and said: "I don't want to join the world, I just practice swordsmanship quietly."

After a slight pause, he looked at Tang Chuqing, with a hint of inexplicable emotion in his eyes, "Actually, we had met in the Falling Star Mausoleum many years ago... It's just that you were guarding the city with Dean Zhang and others at the Falling Star Mausoleum that day.

, my master and I were in the army of Nanmo Kingdom. I watched the battle at Falling Star Tomb, and then my master ordered me to go back. I was not able to participate in the battle at Falling Star Tomb, and my master died in the battle at Falling Star Tomb."

"So, is this considered revenge for the teacher?" Tang Chuqing smiled sarcastically.

The swordsman in white smiled faintly, "It doesn't matter whether it counts or not. The most important thing is that I was born in Damang. This is my fate."
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