"Hey, hey, Sang Jun, can't you hold on?"

The kid dragged the water and fire stick, with blood stains, and walked towards Sang Jun step by step.

Sang Jun didn't say a word, and firmly raised the broken military flag again and waved it down.

The heavenly soldiers and generals gathered together again, holding the interrupted soldiers, and besieging the boy again.

Originally, there were 99,999 Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, but now there are only about 10,000 remnants. In their eyes, there is no longer the arrogance they had at the beginning, but numbness and fear.

The kid looked at these wastes and looked a little stunned, is this the last battle? Is he about to fulfill the old man's wish?

He looked a little dazed, looked at these numb wastes, and suddenly burst out laughing.

This laughter made the remnants of the ten thousand heavenly soldiers hurriedly take a few steps back, and a little doubt flashed on their insensitive faces.

The boy laughed louder and louder, and at the end of the laugh, blood stains appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"Sang Jun, tell you the truth. Actually, I don't understand most of the things you said to the old bald donkey," the boy said to Sang Jun word by word, "but I just need to know that you are going to destroy the old man's rivers and lakes." ”

Sang Jun was silent.

"But this is the only thing this old man has on his mind, and I have to help him guard it no matter what I say." The kid paused, stepped forward with a stick, and his breath froze.

"Even if there is war in this world, you have to defend it?" Sang Jun couldn't help but open his mouth and waved his flag to block.

"Guard." The boy's purple and gold crown has fallen, the golden armor has been broken, and the steps have been damaged.

"Even if the people of this world are miserable, you have to keep it?" Sang Jun narrowed his eyes and commanded the heavenly soldiers and generals to step forward.

"Guard." The world of the boy was suddenly stormy, and the clouds and mist obscured the sky.

"Even if all the spirits in this world are not spiritual, you still have to keep it?" Sang Jun's expression was solemn, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

"Guard!" The kid has reached the remnants of the heavenly soldiers in front of the generals, squatting slightly, the tips of the water and fire sticks are close to the ground, the stick body is tilted and swinged, and the qi machine comes out of the trend, like a river draining around, sweeping it fiercely!

"To keep, to keep, to keep, to keep! Why are you asking so much! Why worry so much! You're their wife! ”

The qi is like a monstrous river pouring out fiercely, and it is like the fierce tiger who is invincible, opening his bloody mouth and biting those heavenly soldiers and generals.

The heavenly soldiers and generals were forced to such a juncture, which also inspired ruthlessness. I'm going to die anyway, so it's better to bury you!

They ran out of arrows, so they directly aimed the remnants in their hands at the boy, and rushed forward again with a fist.

The kid raised his head slightly, looked at the remnants of the soldiers who attacked him, and without saying a word, he held the body of the water and fire stick with both hands, and the qi was shrouded in his body, and quickly drew a circle along the left and right sides of the body from bottom to front and up, and continuously pulled out forward, firmly protecting his body.

And after the biggest wave of the attack was gone, he changed his moves, slashed the tip of the stick to the left with one hand, and directly hit those broken battles directly on the heavenly soldiers and generals who rushed up.

For a while, I don't know how many heavenly soldiers and generals died.

But they still rushed forward like crazy!

Why? Aren't they afraid of death?

No, they are very afraid of death, but they know that the boy will not let them go, and in the same way, they will not let the boy go. The struggle between the hunter and the prey is never to the death!

They seem to have returned to the days when they did not succumb to the way of heaven, roaring at their enemies and stepping on the bones of their companions or enemies to reach the top!

And now, if they want to live, they must kill the boy and step on his bones to reach the top! Climb to the top!

The kid's hands trembled slightly, after all, no matter how powerful he was, he was only a human being, and the little qi he had left could only barely maintain this world, and he had no qi to use in the face of the rush of these remnants.

But so what?

The kid took the stick, lifted the stick, and then took out the stick, directly beating the first heavenly soldier to splash his brains.

"Phew." The kid shook off the blood stains that splashed on his face, spat on the blood spit, and rushed forward one by one!

There was a heavenly soldier who swung a fist, and a heavenly general rushed in, and the kid was single-minded, stretched out his left hand and grabbed the wrist of the heavenly soldier, twisted it hard, and broke it directly. With his right hand, he directly sent the water and fire stick forward, smashed it through the head of the heavenly general, and killed another heavenly soldier behind him.

But such a bloody picture did not make these remnants retreat, but aroused their bloodiness!

They squeezed forward with all their might, struggling to hand punches and kicks at the kid, struggling to make a bloody hole in the kid!

The kid wielded a stick of water and fire, and repelled the crazy heavenly soldiers and generals again and again. But while fighting, the kid suddenly felt pain under his feet, and when he grabbed the gap and looked down, it was a heavenly soldier who was not yet dead and was frantically biting his right leg.

But at this stall with his head bowed slightly, an old punch directly broke through the stick momentum and hit the kid's right eye. The kid suddenly took a few steps back and roared angrily. He directly took out the water and fire stick, and the head and tail of the stick instantly changed positions, and beat the sneak attacker to the ground. As for the heavenly soldier, he didn't have time to fight again, raised his right leg, kicked hard in front of him, and didn't care whether he was dead or not, he directly kicked the heavenly soldier into the sea of people, and the water and fire stick danced again.

The most laughable thing is that he doesn't seem to kill as many people as those heavenly soldiers trample themselves to death.

But this scene is very similar to the way he fought in a group when he was a child.

The difference is that that time it was a lesson, and this time it was a life-and-death struggle.

The same is that it is still one person against ten thousand!

The kid waved and waved, but he was a little numb. He was numb to the blood splattered everywhere, to the wounds on his body, to the dead.

At first, in order to keep his senses, he would count the number of people he killed, but now he can't remember how many people he killed, only that there are fewer and fewer people...... After he swung his bat, he reacted coldly and quickly regained his senses.

His eyes widened vigilantly, but he found that there was no one around him, except for Sang Jun, who was facing ahead.

"I won." The kid let out a breath of turbidity, and after reacting, he laughed loudly.

"No, and me." Sang Jun silently picked up a relatively intact Zhan Ge on the ground and walked towards the kid.

The kid was surprised and said, "You are not even as good as those heavenly soldiers, and you still want to fight with me?" ”

"I won't let you go," Sang Jun stared at the kid, "You won't let me go either." In that case, why bother. ”

"You could have died without pain. Besides," the boy shook his head, "the old man told me that you can kill anyone, but the old apprentice can't kill you." ”

Sang Jun paused and said silently: "But everyone else is dead." ”

"yes," the boy moved, "that is, let me not kill you." But he added a sentence later. ”

The kid learned from the old man and smiled: "If the brain is still in the water, then kill." ”

Sang Jun was stunned, and said a little abruptly: "I have water in my head? ”

"Yes, yes, yes, maybe it's still a drink." The kid was in a good mood and couldn't help but say a few more words.

Sang Jun was silent, silent until the kid was about to get impatient before he spoke softly, "Do you think this world is good?" ”

"Do you want me to take care of it?" The boy didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, turned around and walked towards the city, "I want you to take care of it!" ”

Sang Jun smiled, not annoyed. It's been five hundred years, he has seen the world for five hundred years in this heaven, and he still doesn't know whether what he did was right or wrong, but now he has to admit that what this junior said is extremely reasonable.

He looked at the back of the kid and was about to speak, when suddenly something stabbed the kid in the back of the heart extremely quickly!

The sneak attacker was very insidious, and the timing was just right. At this time, it is the kid's old gas that has dissipated, and the new gas has not been generated, you know, the kid is barely breathing in front of Sang Jun!

But no matter how serious the kid's injury was, his reaction was extremely fast, but at this moment, it was too late to turn around or lie down, he only had time to return and insert the water and fire stick back to block the back of his heart!

I could only hear a "ding-"

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ps. I have a cold, my brain is a little confused, I have to go to bed early, good dreams, my reader.