The loud noise naturally alarmed the others in the camp, and several Yin soldiers quickly gathered around the city lord.

"Stand down. The lord of the castle let out a low shout, stopping the people who were about to come to protect himself and arrest Wednesday.

The smoke and dust in the field slowly dissipated, and a figure gradually became clear.

Wednesday shook his left hand and slowly appeared in everyone's eyes.

For a moment, what should have been a noisy scene became unusually quiet.

"Are you a living soul?" the City Lord's tone was mixed with the signs of a desperately suppressed explosion.

"Hehe, yes. Wednesday smiled and ripped off the nail plate on his left arm. In fact, when Wednesday was about to use his left hand to pick up that piece of knife qi, Wednesday had already thought of this consequence, that piece of knife qi, even now, Wednesday is not sure to say that it will be completely taken, and the next consequences will definitely not be better than now. Wednesday turned his head and looked at the crazy rhythm of the soul on his left arm, that is the manifestation of the dead soul that will not appear at all, the dead soul is like dead wood, if you want to have such a smart performance as Wednesday now, then only those dead souls who have cultivated a very high level of exercises can do it.

"Do you know the consequences of the soul entering the underworld?" The city lord's voice became more and more depressed, just like this gray underworld.

"Yes. ”

"The soul is broken by the yin and yang road, and the bones are dry in the world. Wednesday paused, and glanced up at the countless Yin soldiers around him, all of whom had the same aura as the city lord who faced the sword in front of him.

"Now that you know, why did you show up?" the city lord's eyes flickered, and his tone softened a little, the person in front of him could take such a big risk, compared to something worth doing.

"Nature is worth it. Wednesday laughed.

"City Lord, what I have done, it is a must to compete with you, if I can survive under the city lord today, no matter how big or small, I will definitely explain it in 1510. "The rhythm of the left hand stopped on Wednesday, and there was a burst of hands and arms, and the sound of metal colliding in the armor was heard.

"Well, if you die today, there will definitely be a place for your name on the monument in my city. The city lord laughed, and the murderous aura on his body dissipated a lot.

Wednesday naturally felt the change in the city lord, and his eyes also flashed with a fine light.

Chop!

The city lord stepped out in one step, and his upper body twisted slowly as if dragging a thousand catties of heavy burden. The long knife dragged behind his back was accompanied by the twisting of his body, and his speed was rapidly increasing.

As the city lord shouted a slash in his mouth, the long knife slashed down with the power of Qianjun, and the target was the top of Wednesday's head.

Ninety percent!

Seeing the long knife slashing wildly, Wednesday had no doubt that he would be neatly split in half the next moment, like a fat pig on the slaughterhouse that was cleaned up and ready to be divided.

The body swayed slightly, let go of the blade, and the strength was activated instantly, and the strength was increased by one percent.

And so, Wednesday's slightly thin fist slammed into the side of the long knife.

At this moment, Wednesday felt like he wasn't going to die, for no reason, just plain feelings. In the body of the city lord, there was only the power of rage, and Wednesday did not feel the slightest murderous aura, it seemed that it was because of those few simple words of conversation with the city lord before.

The two violent forces collided together again without any fancy fancy, and the violent power swept out again, only this time it was even more violent, and the body of the heavily armored Yin soldier could be seen in the smoke and dust swept out.

Slash again!

The sharp pain was still spreading in his hands, but Wednesday didn't have time to think about it, and the violent knife qi rushed again, and the power was even stronger.

Roar!

What didn't seem like a roar of human voices came from Wednesday's position.

Fragments of armor could be seen flying from the dissipating smoke.

The long knife slashed straight down, and a sonic boom sounded, and the swirling smoke flew to the sides.

A figure reappeared, Wednesday naked, and the muscles of his well-proportioned body were stirring like bubbles in a swamp.

Ten percent!

There seem to be signs of leakage of power in the arm.

Force, this is Wednesday's "life" before the exercise, it belongs to the exercise of controlling power, more like an auxiliary exercise, but fortunately, Wednesday learned almost all of this exercise, even if he arrived in this netherworld, he became a state of soul, but he did not delay the use, otherwise, Wednesday would not be able to imagine how many parts he was divided into now.

Ten percent, this is the limit of the power that Wednesday can control before his death, and when he arrives in the underworld, although he can control it, he can't perfectly adapt to this soul body, causing Wednesday's power at this time to seem to be leaking out.

Strength flooded the arms, manic, restless.

The fist was raised again, slowly and heavily.

Wednesday was like an overwhelmed man, reluctantly waving his fist and slamming into the side of the long knife.

Syllable!

There was only a slight sound, not at all like the previous earth-shattering.

The fist and the long knife slammed together, and it seemed that time had stopped at this moment.

Unfortunately, it was only for a moment.

The next moment, an even more violent wave of qi rolled out, and the Yin soldiers were swept farther away.

A burst of sword light slashed through the city lord's ear, and the qi wave was like a knife, instantly bringing a string of blood marks on the city lord's shoulder.

The city lord's eyes flashed.

The offensive seemed to stop, and the dust raging in the barracks slowly cleared.

The city lord stood with the sword in his right hand, and the sword light was still cold, but only half of it was left.

Wednesday was propped up on the ground with one hand, his chest heaving violently, and the soul on his arms was tumbling violently.

"Throw in the towel. The lord looked at Wednesday, who was half-crouched on the ground.

Call!

A long breath erupted from Wednesday's mouth, and Wednesday could feel the fatigue of his body, and the feeling of emptiness was slowly coming.

Lao Tzu can't just hang here, Lao Tzu has a family, a father, a brother, a friend, and that dull but simple boy.

These memories kept flashing back in front of my eyes on Wednesday.

The feeling of emptiness slowly receded, as if I was scared because of Wednesday's stubbornness.

Look up, stand up.

Wednesday tugged at the corners of his mouth and forced a smile.

"You can pick up the city lord again. ”

Call!

The city lord let out a long exhale, just like Wednesday.

"Good. If you don't die, you and I will be brothers. The city lord looked at Wednesday fixedly and said, the restlessness around him did not affect the city lord in the slightest, and he called the living brothers, this crime should be thrown into purgatory. The military advisor behind the city lord is like an ant on a hot pot.

"Haha, thank you to the city lord, my brother will be spared, Wednesday's body, but the sin is heavy. Wednesday grinned, naturally understanding the city lord's mind.

"The last form, called Extinction, has never been used since I learned it from the Master. Do you know why?" the city lord looked at Wednesday and suddenly began to talk.

"Never used up?" Wednesday was not in a hurry.

Broken, broken knives can be used, but there is no return. Remember.

You will live for thousands of years, but you will only be cut off.

As soon as it is extinguished, your life will be the vicissitudes of life.

You and I are at the end of our fate today, so let's disperse.

"Master, don't go. ”

"Haha, there is no and always, but a drop in the sky, a thought in the Three Realms, a glance at reincarnation, a silly child. ”

The city lord can still clearly remember the master's voice and expression.

"Well, cut it off, the vicissitudes of life. The city lord's palm brushed the blade of the broken knife, and a trace of blood slid down the blade, and it seemed to be naughty in the rolling.

"City Lord, please. Wednesday's expression was solemn, and his eyebrows were like peaks.