"For the time being, the breath of a king has not appeared, so you will strike first. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Bu Xuanyin said, but the person has disappeared and disappeared on the refining warship.

On the wall of life, many spiritual cultivators were there, including Shi Xian, Feng Qingyi, Gu Wei, Luo Yan, Luo Wan and others, as well as many monks from other sects not far away, who participated in the battle together, and the sword qi fluttered and fell under the city, and they quickly became one of the pillars of the life wall that could be supported.

"Hmm!"

I stood on the side of the ship, looked down majestically, and found that there were many blood witches hidden in the dark people, attacking from time to time, killing one spirit monk after another, and even many blood witches were coveting the direction of Shi Xian and Feng Qingyi.

The breath surged, and not far away, a group of white-robed Holy Land Guardians appeared, led by an old elder, holding a war spear in his hand, looking at the sea of death composed of the Dark Clan Legion outside the wall of life, and said in a trembling voice: "Holy Land, help fight the wall of life, rush out for me, kill them all!"

The sound of horses' hooves thundered, the city gate under the wall of life was wide open, and a group of holy land troops riding strange beasts rushed out, everyone brandished long swords and war spears, urging a wisp of amazing battle intent, as if cutting wheat to kill out of the city, constantly harvesting the lives of the dark army, this team only has less than a hundred people, but the momentum is like a rainbow, representing the will of the holy land.

For a while, the soldiers of the Frontier Legion and the Northern Self-Defense Army were stunned, this is the power of the spiritual world, and the hundred-man cavalry regiment is enough to be worth the 100,000 iron cavalry of the ordinary corps!

"Boom~~~"

A golden array bloomed in front of the wall of life, and countless figures appeared, from the distant Longwu Mountain, one by one the monks holding the sword urged the Longwu Mountain to learn, and suddenly the sword turned into a wisp of flying sword and blasted towards the dark clan crowd, and in the blink of an eye, it attacked and killed a low-level dead life, and rushed forward with a devastating and decaying body.

Not long after, the people from the Holy Martial Academy, the Central Academy, and the Orange Yang Academy also arrived, and the number of people was different, and they all joined the battle, but the battlefield was too changeable and tragic, and in the blink of an eye, many students who claimed to be geniuses fell into the hands of the Blood Witch, and the wall of life was lifeless, and countless necromancers were looking for their hosts everywhere, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

The battle was very tragic, and the smell of blood was permeating, I glanced back, but saw that Tai Yao, who was at the helm, was also looking at me, with a pair of beautiful eyes that couldn't bear it, and said, "Rushed out?"

"Hmm!" I nodded.

The warship crossed the sky, officially piercing the formation, as if an ancient thing had descended, and the whole body was surrounded by the mist refined by the talisman array, so that the people below could not see it really, and the warship was also decisive, and directly drove the warship to a mile away, in the sky above the dense dark clan legion, and then the warship trembled suddenly, and the artillery fire on both sides opened up.

"Puffy Pong~~~"

It was a lethal weapon that was very close to the Flame Lance, and scarlet flowers bloomed among the Dark Clan crowd below, blasting those low-level dead lives to pieces, and howling in a chorus.

"It's our turn. ”

I stepped on the side of the boat, and suddenly put my hands together, the Yanhuang bow naturally condensed, facing the densest place of the dark clan army below, and the most powerful earth-splitting arrow on the ground, in an instant, a ray of arrow light burst out from the ground, tearing everything, turning dozens of meters into a ruin, and almost all the lives of the dark clan on the ground were shattered, only a few stronger phantoms escaped, but they were still heavily injured, and their bodies were broken and bleeding.

I didn't stop at all, such as today's cultivation at the peak of the Imperial Realm is enough to support me to continuously release arrows, my hands continue to pull the bowstring, and wisps of strong light blast into the earth, bursting out one after another brilliant circular spheres to destroy the realm, killing the lives of the dark clan one by one, shocking the Quartet for a while, many people are surprised to look at it, anyone can find that this refining warship is very extraordinary.

Tang Que ran held the spirit suit, and began to break out the offensive, as a spiritual cultivator specializing in archery, she was more deterrent than me on this occasion, one after another dense arrows fell in the crowd of the dark clan army, the spirit wind Dao heart suppressed, almost the whole piece of low-level death life was harvested, it was extremely strong, it was simply a battlefield weapon!

"Little thing, Ann dares to be rampant?"

On the ground, a red-robed blood witch looked at us with eyes like lightning, his palm suddenly raised, turning into a blood-colored giant hand and slapping towards the refining warship, the momentum was extremely majestic, and the attack launched hundreds of meters away could even make people's hearts tremble.

"Peng~~~"

The blood-colored palm shook on the external talisman array of the refining warship, and for a while, the symbols flashed again and again, and its offensive was resolved in an instant, and the blood-colored giant hand was directly shattered, this warship not only had the many prohibitions laid by Yu Zhizhi, but also the dozens of prohibitions made up by Yutai Yao, which could be called indestructible, and a mere blood witch could not do anything at all.

Moreover, Tang Tai Yao has improved all these talisman arrays into a one-way type, similar to a fish pocket, the attack energy inside can be punched out, but the external power cannot penetrate in, like a war fortress across the sky, countless shadows and corpses on the ground will swing battle axes, spears, swords, etc. to the bottom of the warship, but it is like scratching, and they are not moved at all.

"Look for death!"

The red-robed blood witch roared angrily, his hands suddenly closed, and a blood-colored sharp cone was condensed, like a war spear from the Nine Shadows, he suddenly burst out with his feet on the ground, and the sacrificial cone with a length of dozens of meters slammed into the warship, the breath of death was emanated, extremely terrifying, this blood witch's cultivation was very strong, and it seemed to be much stronger than the ordinary blood witch.

"Block him!" "Hold him off!" "Otherwise, the rune array will be worn out at least ten times, and I can't repair it in a short time!"

You know that all forces are conserved.

I burst out with spiritual power, rushed down the big black dog for the first time, grabbed the moon blade with both hands and slashed out a blow to meet it, the ice lotus bloomed in the surrounding space, spread into a piece, and in a blink of an eye, wisps of sword qi also burst out and bombarded this blood witch, the nine horses painted the mountain and roared, and the power of the absolute art was triggered, just this blow, destroy the confidence to deal with!

"Boom~~~"

The sword intent and the blood cone collided together, the power was too majestic, so that the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly darkened, and then a huge impact like a comet hitting the ground erupted, and a violent shock came from my arms, this blood witch is really amazing, my blow contains the true meaning of nine horses painting mountains, one sword and one world, but it can still only be equal to him.

The air flow swirled, and the red-robed blood witch retreated majestically to the earth, exuding blood power all over his body, and a pair of eyes looked at me: "Who are you?"

"Why ask so much, kill!"

I let out a low snort, and turned the defense into an attack, and the sword that drove straight down shook on his blood cone, still not taking advantage, but it could also delay him and disperse the impact of the refining warship.

"Since you are looking for death, the old man will give you a ride!"

The eyes of the red-robed blood witch appeared hideous, laughed, and there was an extra blood-colored war halberd in the palm of his hand, sweeping over, and for a while, the ghost law was rampant, as if a whole fierce purgatory was suppressed, but at this moment, I felt a shudder in the heart of the water cold sword, this old blood witch is so strong!

The Nine Horses Painting Mountain Technique was triggered, and a cyan tripod was spread across the heavens and the earth, and the blessing was around me to compete with the old blood witch, and for a while, the sword light was raging and dancing, and the two sides fell into a pattern of attack.

"Xiao Xuan, this person is not an ordinary blood witch, he is a blood venerable, I'm afraid he is already very close to the level of a king, be careful. In my ears, I heard the voice of my cousin Bu Xuanyin, she still didn't seem to want to make a move, maybe she wanted to sharpen my cultivation, or maybe she was waiting for the real king to appear.

"Kill it!"

On the wall of life, one figure after another jumped down, Shi Xian, Yue Ling and others rushed to kill, and at this time, Shi Xian was already half a step human king, and his momentum completely crushed Yue Ling and other peaks of the Star Imperial Realm, and the dragon snatcher with a wave of his arm was enough to sweep across the area, even if there were several blood witches, they were still smashed by Shi Xian's blow.

"Infuriating!"

The red-robed blood witch roared, and the halberd in his hand became even more brilliant, and wisps of dead qi penetrated into my body, but my flesh was guarded by the true dragon's qi, which was invulnerable, and the dead qi could not penetrate at all, and they were fended off one by one, but the power of the old blood witch's halberd was stronger than one blow, and it was endless, and it was very tricky.

"Keng~~~"

In the violent sound of gold and stone, the moon blade was shaken open, and my tiger's mouth began to burst open, bleeding out.

"Kill you!"

The old blood witch's eyes were cold, and the battle halberd fell from the sky, with wisps of blood-colored thunder, and his strength was raised to a level almost instantly, and it really hid his strength!

"It's not certain who will kill whom!"

In an instant, the light of the Soldier Casting Mountain flew up, turning into a majestic mountain and bombarding the old blood witch, after the sacrifice and refinement again and again, the Bingzhu Mountain was too strong, there was an invincible momentum to suppress all strong enemies, and the old blood witch's halberd was violently shaken back, and even a few wisps of sword light penetrated the blood witch's arms and abdomen, and blood splashed up for a while.

"...... you?!"

The old blood witch flew back, his face full of surprise: "This is the Bingzhu Mountain, you are the Bu Yixuan who killed a thousand swords?"

"Bu Yixuan, kill him!"

Several disciples of Longwu Mountain rushed over, and one by one they sacrificed their flying swords and unleashed thunderous spells.

"Look for death!"

The red-robed blood witch battle halberd swirled and swept over, and suddenly several human heads flew up, and the three disciples of Longwu Mountain were actually beheaded alive in front of my eyes!

"Brute ......"

Soldiers cast mountains, suppressed!

In the second attack, the body of the red-robed blood witch was already crumbling, and he turned around and roared at a group of phantom beings: "Dogs, cover the old man's retreat!"

He's leaving!

A group of shadows galloped in.

At this time, the female mountain said: "I will inject a wisp of divine power into the Soldier Casting Mountain, you can kill him!"

My heart jumped, the Bingzhu Mountain quickly collapsed, turning into a series of immortal weapons falling from the sky, the violent sound of "bang bang bang" beats, the body of the red-robed blood witch was torn apart almost instantly, turning into many pieces, the limbs were separated from the body, and the head was also cut off, but a wisp of divine consciousness was extremely strong, hiding in the void spirit, and said coldly: "The old man will take revenge!"

"You don't have a chance!"

The psychic bone needle flashed by, and then the old guy's miserable howl came from the void spirit realm like a heartbreak, as strong as blood venerable, and he still had to end up with a body and god destroyed!

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I don't know what to say, I just want to write something and give an explanation.

The second main fantasy novel "The Legend of the Sword King" has been open for five months, and the monthly update is nearly 300,000, which is abnormal according to my usual speed.

People say that everything is retribution, maybe it was too comfortable in the past few years, and now retribution has finally come.

This year, I felt a strong sense of crisis, which was extremely strong.

I finally realized that I may not be able to go on in this industry, just like those writing friends who once appeared and disappeared, just like many former gods, in the words of the industry, this author is useless, unable to write anything, I originally thought that this kind of thing would never happen to me, but I have strongly felt this crisis this year.

I've been writing games for many years.,Follow this routine for a long time.,Until I wrote about slaying the dragon.,I finally realized that I was tired of it.,So I wanted to change the way.,Many reasons and objective conditions don't allow me to continue writing.,And I'm tired of writing.,I don't want to write games anymore.。 So from this year, read a lot and write the setting carefully, and there is this legend of the Sword King.

Leaving aside the book, it's good or bad.

I love to write, I like all kinds of ideas, I like all kinds of characters, so much so that I get a little tired of real life, and maybe every creator does.

The profession of a writer, you don't have to be strictly controlled by time, you don't have to look at the boss's face, this is the second reason why I like this profession, so I don't want to give up this industry, I have to fight, to boil, to wait.

Fighting, boiling, etc., these words that seem to be positive energy and are actually full of negative energy may only be experienced by people in the same situation, all say that people will improve when they reach the trough, and this year is indeed the case, I feel that I can finally calm down to write and see things, no longer so impetuous, and it is useless to worry about some gains and losses, it is better to bury my head in doing what I like.

I write so much, and I don't know what I want to say.

Unintelligible.

The legend of the Sword King will keep three watches until I can't hold it anymore.

In short, don't forget your original intention, write it down, and write a story that satisfies you, that's good.