It was night, the moon and stars were scarce, and when a few wisps of white clouds in the sky passed through White Horse City, they seemed to be scattered by the murderous opportunities that were all over the place.

The west of the city and the east of the city, two different worlds.

The west of the city is brightly lit, singing and dancing, and the sound of noisy and coquettish laughter goes far along the long river that runs through the whole city.

There are a few sparks in the east of the city, crumbling, not hearing the slightest human voice, like a ghost.

At the door of the Chase Trading House, the magic crystal lamp seemed to have something wrong, one bright and one off, flickering uncertainly.

In that room, Director Wang, who was always paying attention to the outside environment, didn't know when he was already covered in sweat, and a sense of urine was always invading him.

The rest of the brothers and sisters also looked the same, like prisoners who were fully prepared and waiting for the final sentence.

"Damn, that's what I usually look like, why haven't I been so nervous? What's wrong today?" finally someone couldn't hold back and scolded in a babbling voice.

"Don't speak!" Director Wang shouted behind him, "I want to die!"

The man was indignant, but looking at the appearance of the senior brothers who seemed to be eating people, he didn't dare to say more, but secretly muttered: "What is there to be afraid of, but it is only the fourth order." ”

No one paid attention to him, and everyone stared out the door.

Time passed little by little, and everyone, including Director Wang, even stared at their eyes dry, but there was not even a single ghost.

At this time, not only the person who spoke before, but even the rest of the senior brothers began to lose their breath.

"Grandma's, that kid won't take the money and do nothing, right?"

"It's not for sure, even if that kid takes the money and doesn't do anything, who of us will dare to go to him afterwards. ”

"Damn, I would have given some of the money if I knew it earlier, and then I would have given some of the money after the deed. ”

"You're looking for death, that's the living Hades, don't look at it as a fourth-order, it's easy for him to kill you. ”

The low noise behind him made Director Wang a little upset, and he was about to turn his head to scold, when his pupils contracted suddenly, and cold sweat "swooped" from the 36,000 pores on his body, and the clothes on his body instantly seemed to be washed.

At the crack of the door, I don't know when a smiling face appeared, staring at him through the crack in the door.

"Ahh

"What's the matter, senior brother?" Director Wang's abnormal appearance startled the rest of the people, and someone hurriedly came over and opened the door to take a look, there was nothing outside the door, and the rest of the people were alert to his side.

"He's already here. "Director Wang is like falling into an ice cellar.

"Shhh

Devil's Eye Stone Warehouse.

Li Qi leaned on the shelf, meditating intently, pondering the Dimensional Blade imprint that had just arrived, but his eyes opened suddenly.

He was like a fried cat, and in an instant his hair stood on end.

He stared at the door of the warehouse, and beside him, a hundred swordsmen with falling snow shields woke up almost at the same time, scattered lightly in the shape of a pocket at the door of the warehouse.

Jing Tao appeared beside Li Qi like a ghost, and his face was extremely solemn.

The invisible pressure was like a huge mountain crushing towards this small warehouse, and it was almost needless to say that everyone made their best response.

There was no wind, but a whimper suddenly sounded in mid-air, as if a peerless beast opened its mouth towards them, and the casual breath that exhaled needed to be dealt with seriously.

Under the silence, there is a monstrous murderous intent.

"The pinnacle of the fourth order. Jing Tao closed his eyes and felt the qi, and when he opened his eyes again, he relaxed a little.

"Wind attributes. Li Qi interjected halfway.

Jing Tao nodded lightly and slowly pulled out the turtle knife, the bright red blade of which was extremely strange in the dark.

"Snow Shield Swordsman, listen to my orders, strike together!"

Almost as soon as Jing Tao's words fell, the world in Li Qi's eyes seemed to become a little different.

He closed his eyes and felt the qi around him.

It was as if he felt the air around him unconsciously add countless strings, and those strings surrounded them like a trap silently laid by a giant spider.

Around him, a hundred star-like breaths were connected one after another, and then in Li Qi's perspective, those qi machines seemed to begin to become even, not only the heart, but also the breath, and even the fluctuations of the fighting qi in their bodies seemed to begin to become exactly the same.

Resonance!

Almost instantly, such a word popped up in Li Qi's mind.

The atmosphere inside the warehouse became more solemn, and every move seemed to be falling into the water, which was extremely difficult, as if there were countless transparent ropes entwined around their hands and feet.

Under such a strong oppression, the breath between the people became more integrated, like pebbles falling to the bottom of the water, and became smoother and more mellow after the water mill.

Jing Tao closed his eyes tightly, his weather-beaten broad forehead was unconsciously covered with fine beads of sweat, the wings of his nose moved slightly, and little by little the crystal light slowly gathered to become larger, and then dripped down, the palm of his hand holding the turtle knife was full of slippery sweat, and his right arm trembled gently at an unparalleled frequency.

On the blood-red blade, a silvery-white light as thin as a hair swam like a dragon, crawling along the layers of silver veins little by little, until it climbed to the tip of the knife, and condensed into an inch of silver-white sword light at the tip of the knife.

The sword light was only an inch, but Jing Tao seemed to be under tremendous pressure, from the tiger's mouth in his palm, there were bright blood beads soaking the hilt, and sweat invaded along the cracks of the tiger's mouth, and the pain was piercing.

On the blood-red blade, a beep sounded, and the surrounding air seemed to begin to vibrate with the vibration of the blade.

It's not that Jing Tao hasn't met an opponent at the peak of the fourth order, three thousand falling snow shield swordsmen have gathered together, even if they are fifth-order masters, they are all confident in a battle.

But there are only a hundred snow shield swordsmen here, not to mention, their best shield sword technique is now only the long knife in their hands, leaving the unfamiliar field, and their combat effectiveness does not rise but falls.

At this time, they encountered such a terrifying opponent, Jing Tao didn't know if he could survive, he could only say his best.

The fourth-order peak master in front of him was obviously not an ordinary fourth-order master, and it could be seen by looking at his monstrous killing intent, this person was only afraid that he didn't know how many battles he had experienced, and that formless and qualitative killing intent fell in his eyes, and it seemed that even the air in front of him was floating with a bright red blood-colored curtain.

No one dared to say that he could break through the Heavenly Pass and enter the fifth order, but Jing Tao was very sure that the opponent in front of him who came out of nowhere was the strongest rank under the fifth order.

He didn't dare to act rashly, and in the face of such a strong opponent, he didn't dare to make the first move.

The Falling Snow Shield swordsman has his own combined attack technique, they practice the same exercises, life training is together, this set of combined attack techniques has long been practiced by them extremely proficient, there is no falling snow shield, but now there are more turtle knives.

The technique of combo attack is not as complete as before, but it is sharper.

It's just that this is not without a price, the first time I used the turtle knife to resonate, the difficulty of resonance seemed to have decreased, but the wave after wave of tide beat over the wave of fighting qi fluctuations made Jing Tao feel overwhelmed in an instant.

lost the Falling Snow Shield, and the fighting spirit that was originally scattered on the Falling Snow Shield was also attracted, which was firmly beyond Jing Tao's control.

He only judged in an instant that he only had the power of one blow!

Each of the ninety-nine Falling Snow Shield Swordsmen was only a third-order cultivator, but the combined strength of these people was enough to open mountains and split stones.

And now, all these forces are concentrated at one point, so you can see how much pressure will be on this point.

This point is Jingtao.

He only felt that his body was like an eggshell that was not hard, firmly locking the fluctuations of the fighting qi that were raging in his meridians, but the fluctuations of the fighting qi were increasing every moment, and he didn't know how long he could hold on.

Maybe in the next second, his body would explode apart because he couldn't support the fluctuation of his fighting qi of this intensity, turning into a sky of blood foam.

He remained unmoved.

The black hair on his head was unrestrained and flew behind him like a demon god, whipping through the air with a "crackling" sound.

Listening to these voices, unconsciously, Jing Tao gradually calmed down in this situation.

Inexplicably, he thought of the time when he entered the Falling Snow Shield Swordsman with Commander Chen Tu, he thought of those young men who were sweating in the sun, he seemed to see the crystal tears hidden in the young man's eyes, and he seemed to hear the unyielding faith under the young man's tears.

He saw that he couldn't withstand the high-intensity training, and when he fell to the ground and was about to fall unconscious, the dirty little hand that stretched out, he saw that the little hand behind the child looked a little innocent smile.

He saw those teenagers who held the same belief slowly grow into young people, he saw these young people being selected to be the Falling Snow Shield Swordsman, he saw the veteran of the Falling Snow Shield Swordsman bullying the young man who fell to the ground, and he saw Chen Tu leading the hundreds of young people who entered the Falling Snow Shield Swordsman in the same period to resist.

Most of the hundreds of teenagers were already dead, some died in the mouths of the demonic beasts, and some died under the sword light in Falling Snow City.

Some are still alive, some are retired, some are still working hard to climb up in the Lao Ji Battalion, and some are like themselves, making one of the few "tumblers" among the falling snow shield swordsmen.

The rest of them defeated the tumblers, and then smiled and embarked on the trip to the small castle in Falling Snow City, including Chen Tu, who was also a brother and friend.

He seemed to see Chen Tu smiling and dying, saying to himself, "Live well".

Do you want to live well...... Old brothers, you can die for the eldest lady, can't I Jingtao!

In your eyes, am I a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?

How can you lose the name of the Falling Snow Shield Swordsman!

He opened his eyes suddenly, the corners of his eyes cracked, blood rolling down his cheeks, pulling out two long lines, he roared, and the turtle knife slashed down.

"Falling snow!"