People don't know what happened, and they don't dare to go back to the scene to take a look. Ti Peng has ugly evidence of the hellish havoc scene.

In the radius centered on Chongyang, houses were blown up, pierced, and collapsed, exposing the furnishings in the houses. Insolent flames spread everywhere, devouring flammable wooden furniture, beds, beams.

The hot air distorted the scene around them. The mutilated corpses of the sergeants scattered everywhere were set off in a miserable and terrifying way.

The few sword division-level officers who barely survived, even if they had rich battlefield experience, were shocked by this scene, and there was only horror and fear left in the eyes of the black-robed young man.

This is not swordsmanship, but the power of magic, the art of death that really applies to mass slaughter

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Chongyang held the magic technique in his hand and glanced around indifferently, an irrepressible feeling of nausea surging under the calm surface. He did not reject the extreme violence of murder, but he was never used to it.

How many people have died under this spell? a hundred, two hundred, and although I don't regret my actions, the feeling of destroying so many lives at once is always a bit tangled.

"It's very hypocritical, little," he couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

The hood on his head fell off in the shockwave, revealing a strange face with a bandage. Being in the middle of the mountain of corpses in the sea of fire, the appearance of a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth is really creepy

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No matter how brave and fierce the sergeant is, when facing such an enemy, he will completely lose his will to fight. Not being afraid of death1 is in no way the same as being willing to die meaninglessly.

The survivors wisely chose to flee, frightened, silent, and doing everything in their power to stay away from this invincible monster. Seeing this, Chongyang squinted slightly, put away his staff, pulled out his double swords, and cast a miniature blast step to catch up in an instant.1 The black sword flashed, easily knocking the officer who ran the lagging behind to the ground.

"Tell me where is your chief? You can still live. ”

The stern questioning was exchanged for the officer's unyielding death, he roared and brandished his long sword, and after being flown by Chongyang with a white sword, he even did not hesitate to fight with his fists and body as a resistance, like a wounded lone wolf.

Heavy Shame knocked him to the ground with the blade of his sword. Kick him with his foot until he can't struggle anymore, and finally free up his hand and hold him down the neck.

"You have a family, don't you?"

The bandaged face approached the sergeant, and a low, clear voice rang in the sergeant's ears

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The sergeant was stunned for a moment, still gritting his teeth, his eyes bloodshot with hatred.

"Wife, children, parents, as long as you are a human being, you must not have fallen from the sky out of thin air. Chongyang looked at him and said coldly and deeply.

"You serve the King, you are proud to be a member of the Red Wolf Legion, but as long as you have a little humanity, you should realize that what you are doing today is not an honor in any way

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The sergeant gasped heavily, but did not speak. But an inexplicable color flashed in his eyes.

"I know that you Red Wolf Army are not afraid of death, so answer me with your pride! Is it the honor of being a soldier to kill a mother like your wife, to trample on a child like your children, and to destroy an old man like your parents? ”

Chongyang's eyes flashed, and his words pierced people's hearts.

The sergeant was silent, and after a moment's pause, he gradually calmed down a subtle complication in his small eyes.

There was a half-silence.

Chongyang suddenly slammed the sergeant's face with one punch, two punches, three punches, and four punches, causing his eyes to crack, blood to spurt from his nostrils, blood to the corners of his mouth, and teeth to fall out.

"Shameful brute. ”

After the beating, Chongyang stood up, pulled out his double swords, and Xiao did not give the sergeant the final blow, but left him silently. Unable to ask the location of the leader, there is no other way than to hunt the sergeant until the other party is lured out.

Unexpectedly, he could be let go by the enemy, and the sergeant struggled to get up and looked at the black-robed young man

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In the field of vision, under the hazy light of the sky. The lonely and determined figure was deeply reflected in his pupils. Slowly, he picked up his own sword next to him and stood up with his support towards the figure.

As a member of the Red Wolf Army, fight to the death until the last moment"

However, the words that the other party said just now hovered in his mind, constantly torturing the numb soul. Is this what you want, bearing the so-called glory, but in fact the undeniable shame, and not hesitating to insidiously attack the only warrior until he finally dies?

He was confused, and looked at the back of the farther and farther away, and suddenly remembered many things that had been forgotten.

When he was young, his father had a tall and strong back. Mother's gentle and kind smile.

When getting married, the shyness of the wife in the arms, the warm and happy night.

When his son was born, he cried like a sky, his petite and weak body between his arms, and his cute little face that was crumpled...

When did you forget all this, when you were subjected to harsh training, when you were fighting on the battlefield, when you stabbed your sword into the enemy's body. When the procession is paraded by the king?

"All the sacrifices you make now will be rewarded a hundredfold and a thousand times in the future! Glorious warriors, follow me! I will lead you to achieve a great cause that has never been seen in the ages, and bathe in the incomparable glory of the Holy Spirit!"

The king's declaration rings in his ears, but is this what he wants? The future of Tianlan Kingdom, the king's ambition, is the pursuit for which he is willing to give everything, including those ordinary but happy memories that are treasured in the bottom of his heart?

The officer's hands trembled, his heart was violently turbulent, and his eyes showed a look of struggle that he had never seen before.

Chongyang heard a hoarse shout from behind. Stop and turn your head to look.

The bloodied red wolf officer, whose arm trembled as if he could barely grasp the hilt of his sword, looked at this side from a distance, and a cloudy tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

"Captain Szo, northeast of the city, trade market

After saying a sentence intermittently, the officer raised his sword and wiped it across his neck, spilling a piece of warm blood.

Chongyang was stunned and watched the officer fall to the ground, his brows slowly furrowed.

Xie Lin

He finally said sincerely.

A shameful traitor, or a martyr who died in battle, died silently and without a name.

The market in the northeast of the city is full of blood.

Hundreds of people were executed en masse, and the once bustling market was in a dead silence. Many heads on the blood-stained ground looked at the sky, and their faces were stained with sad tears.

"There's a Sword Sect-level powerhouse raiding?"

The leader of the Red Wolf Army, who led the extermination operation, was Szo. Gram received the report and lifted his half-closed eyelids slightly.

"Yes, the enemy is very strong, and he has single-handedly annihilated at least two hundred elites of our army!" A black-robed undercover officer bowed down and recounted that he had seen the shocking scene with his own eyes on the corner of the street. In such a hurry that he even rushed to report to the higher-ups.

"Be specific. Szo stood up from his seat.

He was not tall, with slightly messy brown hair, slender eyes, a slightly sloppy back, and a light armor that was different from that of most sergeants, and was obviously specially made.

Although he lacks majesty, being able to sit in the position of a dignified captain and be regarded as a confidant by General Red Wolf has already proved his strength.

"Yes, that's the case," the spy told him honestly.

The Red Wolf Shadows are special in the Legion. The nominal establishment is equivalent to that of a brigade, but the actual status is far above that of an ordinary brigade, so that ordinary captains cannot gain much respect from the members of the dark department.

However, Si Zuo is not ordinary, as the top five powerhouses in the entire Red Wolf Legion, his cultivation has reached the level of the Volley Sword Sect, and he is the Red Wolf General Lonal. Mo's henchmen, the name 1 "frost leaf" held by the general is personally rewarded.

The thirty-ninth "frost leaf" on the Hundred Swords Spectrum is like a scimitar-like sword with a sword body as red as blood, thin as a cicada's wings but tough as steel, and the sharpness has reached a certain extreme.

Legend has it that if this captain goes all out. Can cut off the head of an enemy and keep them dead for more than 10 seconds.

After listening to the secret spy's story, Sizo's eyes narrowed a little thinner, revealing a cold glow like a poisonous snake.

"Is it demonic to put down the infantry 1 soldier and switch to wooden skills?"

It is rumored that in the wilderness of the south, which is extremely remote on the mainland, there is a strange magic that can control the unbelievable power to kill fierce beasts or enemies. This kind of technique is different from swordsmanship, it has been little known for a long time, and it is regarded as an evil demon by the authority of Sword Saint Mountain, and it is despised by the vast majority of swordsmen in the mainland, and it has always been outside the mainstream.

It is also said that the so-called witchcraft is simply a trick to deceive people, and it can only deceive the foolish people who participate in the civilization in the wild area, but when Si Zuo traveled and practiced when he was young, he once met a real demon magician, although the ability shown by the other party is not very good, but it is a power that can really hurt people.

The sorcerer also boasted that if the sorcery could be cultivated to a lofty realm, it would be enough to call the wind and rain. Opening mountains and splitting the earth is a hundred times more powerful than swordsmanship. Sizo only thought it was a joke, but he remembered it very well when he was young, and he still remembers it to this day.

According to the spies, the mysterious enemy raised the wooden staff, and a sword shadow appeared out of thin air, destroying the entire encirclement at once. It's hard to imagine, but the use of a strange wooden staff is the same as the sorcerer that Zo remembers.

In any case, if he can annihilate hundreds of elite soldiers, he must be a strong man with outstanding strength. Sizo's heart welled up with a scorching battle intent.

He likes to fight, he likes to kill, but slaughtering the weak is too boring, and the high-level evil swordsman is surrounded by the shadows, so that after the mission begins, he has nothing to do except give a few simple orders.

"I've been idle, like a turtle since I took this city, and now I finally have a worthy opponent, and I hope I won't be disappointed. Sizo licked his lips, waved the spies away, and walked out of the market in a pool of blood.

The loyal guards followed, but they didn't take a few steps when they saw the captain suddenly pause.

"Spread out!"

Si Zuo shouted loudly, and before the guards could understand what was going on, they suddenly noticed that many long sword shapes burning with green flames were shooting from the side roof!

Boom Boom Boom The Flame Sword fell, and the fireworks exploded. In the flames of the sky, the sergeants flew helplessly, screaming endlessly.

Chongyang, holding a staff, appeared on the edge of the roof, and was about to continue casting spells to bombard the enemies below. But he saw that the body of the enemy leader with a slightly slender figure suddenly flashed with blue brilliance, and he drew his sword and stabbed in the air, bursting out with a translucent sword qi. Sharp and whistling like a bullet.

"What a fast sword" Chongyang's pupils shrank. Suddenly dodged sideways.

Translucent sword qi slashed dangerously past his face. It continued to shoot at a tower more than twenty meters behind, fiercely piercing through the stone wall of the tower, still remaining and flying into the distant void.

A powerhouse of the High Sword Sect!