The mountainous area on the border of Lanzhou is now guarded by ten soldiers every mile, and if you see the person with the portrait, you must not fight with him, and you must immediately turn on the signal flare to reveal his position.

These were the original words of the state government when it gave the order, and every well-trained soldier kept it in mind and waited for Chen Changxiao to arrive.

It's just that what they don't know is that Chen Changxiao's cultivation is too powerful for them, the soldier before was not so shocked that he forgot what he should do, but was deterred by Chen Changxiao's powerful strength, and the strength of the Holy Sect Realm was like an elephant and an ant in front of them, immeasurable.

Chen Changxiao withdrew the Cangling Sword in his hand, the smile on his face disappeared, Gu Ye came slowly from behind, and lifted his hat, since they all knew it, there was nothing to hide, and if they encountered it, they would kill it directly.

"Keep going, there may be soldiers patrolling at intervals in front of you, and if they find it, you must strike quickly, otherwise you will be in trouble when they give out the signal. “

Gu Ye frowned slightly and said, Chen Changxiao nodded, ripped off the wide black robe covered by the body, revealing a blue and white robe, deep in his pupils, there was a little ghost fire burning, revealing a faint murderous aura, this road is destined to be a bloody road, Chen Changxiao didn't want to kill those people, but if he didn't kill them, those people would kill themselves.

Chen Changxiao turned around, facing the direction of progress, the ghost talisman in his left hand flashed, and the eerie ghost fire came out casually, landing on the corpse of Shiju with his eyes open, and in an instant, Shiju's corpse turned into black powder and mixed with soil, but he couldn't tell that there was a dead person here.

After the two traveled a mile, they saw ten soldiers patrolling around again, and Chen Changxiao and Master were squatting on the top of a tall tree together.

The distance between this tree and the next tree is very long, and if they go directly, they will inevitably detect the signs of spiritual power and find traces, so instead of waiting to be discovered, it is better to kill them.

Thinking of this, Chen Changxiao just didn't hesitate, the Cangling Sword came out, the seven shadows unfolded without stopping, and a shadow appeared at the bottom of the tree, and there was another gust of wind.

"Who!"

Or the soldier shouted and asked who, the corners of Chen Changxiao's mouth hooked, the familiar scene, everything will be repeated again.

A sword!

The sword wind rises, the leaves ripple, and the sword qi comes out, passing through the hundred leaves, thousands of leaves, ten thousand leaves, destroying the withering and decaying!

Just like in a black and white picture, a ten-zhang long sword qi was drawn out, through something like softness, broken, splashed ink!

Chen Changxiao's second shadow condensed in the direction of the ten people's backs, the Cangling Sword turned into a streamer and disappeared, the ghost fire in his left hand rose and swung back, and the soldier's corpse was burned into ash by the flame before it hit the ground!

Bang Bang Bang!

Chen Changxiao flicked his wrist, Gu Ye clapped his hands, and exclaimed: "Very good, this time it's faster than last time." ”

Chen Changxiao smiled faintly and said, "If they hadn't stood in front of me, I wouldn't have killed them." ”

Gu Ye's words made Chen Changxiao feel as easy as pinching an ant to kill, he thought of the twenty people who died under his sword before blinking, and some indescribable complications rose in his heart, they are also people, and just like himself, they have not made a single achievement in this life, that is, they died under their own sword in an unknown way, which is also extremely regrettable.

If there is no killing in this world, there is no law of the jungle, only peace and prosperity, then it is excellent.

Gu Ye looked at Chen Changxiao and saw what he was thinking, but he shook his head and said meaningfully: "You have experienced so many things, you should have understood a long time ago, some people have some things, he doesn't need mercy, mercy for the enemy is cruelty to himself, this person knows the truth, as a teacher, you don't need to emphasize it more." ”

Hearing this, Chen Changxiao came back to his senses, nodded with a wry smile, retracted the complicated emotions in his heart, and the two of them continued to rush forward.

If you travel ten miles, you will kill a hundred, and if you travel ten miles, you will kill another hundred!

The Cangling Sword in Chen Changxiao's hand was faster and more ruthless every time, and from the third wave of soldiers, the Cangling Sword was not withdrawn, but raised the sword and went all the way.

The mountain on the northern border of Lanzhou, named Beilanshan, is three hundred miles long, with a total of three thousand soldiers patrolling, just one hour, three thousand soldiers are dead and alive under the Cangling sword, and there are no bones!

The master and apprentice are standing at the foot of Beilan Mountain, in front, is Xilan Mountain, a total length of 500 miles, if it is according to the previous 10 soldiers in one mile, then the next Xilan Mountain to cross is 5,000 people, 5,000 souls are thinking about hell!

The state capital army in the cities of Lanzhou is heavily guarded, if Chen Changxiao is found in the city, he can rush up, if he sees the signal in the mountains, he can also encircle and suppress the whole state, but it is just a pity, the three thousand soldiers are the most

After that, he was killed without even a scream.

There are three thousand armor on Beilan Mountain, and one person and one sword slaughter the soul of the mountain.

This is a poem that came out in the northwest of the world, and after this sentence, there are more "5,000 soldiers on Xilan Mountain, and a sword will eventually become a ghost burial bone." ”

This is Chen Changxiao, who went straight up to 800 miles in one breath, and killed 8,000 people with a sword, quietly and without a trace.

......

Outside Xilan Mountain, it was already dusk and sunset, Chen Changxiao raised his sword and shook off the blood on the sword, his eyes were green, and all the five thousand people in Xilan Mountain had been killed, at this moment, no one knew that he was here, and no one knew that eight thousand people died in the two mountains.

To go out from here is to leave the first state in the northwest, and want to go to the underworld, like Mr. Storyteller, connecting five states, and the second state is Xiangzhou beyond the mountain in front of you!

Chen Changxiao walked forward with his sword, as if there were eight thousand undead shouting behind him, and suddenly there was a buzzing sound in his head.

"Just rest here tonight, you need to rest. ”

Gu Ye looked at his constantly trembling pupils, although he was the strongest in the Holy Sect Realm, he rarely killed people on weekdays, and he cut off eight thousand donkeys at once, which made his mind a little unbearable, but fortunately, there was a ghost talisman that absorbed most of the anger for him, otherwise this Chen Changxiao would immediately become a murderous maniac, endlessly.

Chen Changxiao's eyes closed tightly for a while and then broke away violently, the cold sweat on his forehead was layered, and the ghost talisman shone generously in the palm of his hand, and then slowly disappeared.

After a long time, the killing intent in his eyes gradually faded, and a blood-red mist on the edge of the sky illuminated his face red, and only then did he let out a long breath, sat cross-legged on the grass, and the Cangling Sword was withdrawn, and his body was completely relaxed.

"Master, are you sure you want to rest for the night? Eight thousand people died, and the generals in Suzhou won't notice it?"

Chen Changxiao replied to Gu Ye's words before, obviously he was fine, and it didn't hurt to kill again, but if it mattered, he was afraid that he wouldn't die.

Gu Ye looked down at him and smiled lightly, "If you want to move on, feel free to be a teacher." ”

"Okay, then move on!"

Chen Changxiao slapped the ground and got up, the wind swept his hair, the breeze and the moon, the firmness in his eyes could not be taken away by death, there was no way on the sword, there was no life under the sword, at this moment, he knew more about what he wanted to do!