The legendary army has descended here again.

Even if there is only a phantom-like existence, but the power that erupts at this moment is no less than any legion in the world that is enough to call it the pinnacle, they are side by side, there is no thinking, instinct connects them, and instantly rushed into the iron cavalry formation in front.

The next moment, the impregnable line of defense was broken up from the front.

On the rock wall on one side, the owner of the Great Wilderness Village unconsciously got up, clasped his hands tightly, looked at Zhang Xu, who was laughing, and looked at the charge across life and death, he couldn't believe it, and muttered in a low voice.

"That's what it is...... Shenwu Mansion? ”

"But how could it be ......?"

Zhang Xu laughed heartily.

In this last laugh, the old man ran to the last battlefield of his life, his sculptural face engraved with the traces left by the years, his expression was calm, but it was like a fierce flame under the glacier -

The unfallen military flag of Shenwu Mansion, Zhang Xu.

He is a famous general who has fought in the whole world, and he is a peak martial artist who has stepped into the grandmaster, so he naturally knows that the victory and defeat have already been known, no, everything that follows, there is no possibility of reversal of victory and defeat at all-

As a reflection of an illusory existence, the Shenwu Mansion at this moment is as fragile as rotten wood, and in front of it is an army that can collide head-on with the former Shenwu Mansion, just a reflection, how can it be head-to-head with the strongest strong army in this world?

To be honest, being able to break through the other party's encirclement in an instant is already the limit.

The army that exists in memory has smashed the strongest iron cavalry of our time head-on.

What a feat it is!

Next, there is inevitable death, the reflection of Shenwu Mansion will gradually disperse one by one, at that time, he will be surrounded by ten thousand armies after losing his military soul and comrades, unable to break free from the entanglement of cavalry, and finally fight to the death of exhaustion.

But, despair? How can there be despair?

Fear? So what?

The big flag gun in the old man's hand danced wildly, picking up the enemies in front of him, but there were more and more enemies, and the weapons handed over were becoming more and more tricky and ruthless, his qi defense had been exhausted, and blood was constantly splattered out, from the shoulder, from the chest, from the scars in the abdomen.

However, there is only satisfaction in his heart, only hearty satisfaction, almost breaking the satisfaction of his heart!

Finally, in this place forgotten by time.

I'll wait, and then side by side!

Unwilling? Then roar, since this body is already old, even though the past can not be re-amended, but on the battlefield, let me wait side by side, at the end of the road, to the death, come on, come on, the meaning of this body is all here, the last time.

Shenwu, the wind rises!

The strongest Hun cavalry that was blocked scattered, they were also the top army, at this time, they understood how to win with the smallest battle loss ratio, like a pack of wolves besieging wounded tigers, they suddenly dispersed, and then from a distance, they drew their war bows.

But even so, except for the 10,000 people who came out at the beginning, only some of the elites participated in the battle at the moment.

As a strong army in the world, they naturally have their own pride, and they can't do anything like one enemy in ten thousand armies, and at the same time, they play a wolf-like tactic and no longer get close to fighting.

They can only keep shooting arrows, constantly throwing sharp throwing spears, and they do not seek to be able to kill the enemy on the opposite side, but only leave enough wounds, which will not heal, and blood will take away strength and courage, they have defeated many opponents in this way.

Zhang Xuan laughed, roared, and charged with his life, facing the battlefield of ten thousand armies, even the grandmaster would definitely die, not to mention Zhang Xu, who had only one month left to live? There were wounds on his shoulders, chest, legs and feet, and the injuries to his chest and abdomen were getting worse and worse by special means.

But such pain and the fear of death were nothing more than anything worth mentioning compared to the ecstasy and satisfaction that almost burned him out at the moment, and how could his thoughts have ever stopped on it?

The Shenwu Mansion had indeed disappeared, and he had grappled to the last resentment.

How stupid.

It turns out that it is enough to be able to stand side by side with you again.

It turns out that just this is enough.

For more than 20 years, all I dreamed of was this moment, walking on the earth again with my former comrades, charging under the same banner, screaming, roaring, ushering in victory or death.

Zhang Xu's eyes looked at the King of Dichuan in front of him, everything around him was ignored by him, and he kept running forward, his breathing became more and more rapid, I don't know when, there was no longer a figure of Shenwu Mansion comrades around, and he was still left alone to charge.

There is no need to stop at this time.

The old man's shoulders, legs and feet were all through the injury, and he was satisfied, and the next thing was to fight for his life, take the opponent, and take the life of the Great Khan.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Xu, who had fought so far, no longer had the same arrogance as before, his steps were no longer fast, staggering, but he still rushed towards the enemy who seemed to be an ocean, stepping on blood and corpses, and even being forced to retreat, stumbling and falling to the side by the general's interference-style attack.

The Great Khan of Dichuan sat in the midst of heavy protection and looked at the old man in front of him.

His face was calm, shrouded in dark and heavy armor, like a carved mountain rock, slowly raised his palm, behind his back, outside the northern frontier, the most elite knights on the vast grassland took out the war bow with feather carving, and took out only three special arrows, put them on the bow, and slowly pulled the bowstring.

Tens of thousands of iron horsemen, the proud warriors who once ravaged the distant land and grasslands, at this moment, let go of their pride, no, it is precisely because they also have such a brave pride, so at this time, they chose this way, without sparing, and ended heartily.

The expression of the Khan King on the grassland was very complicated, and he looked at the old man who was getting up again in embarrassment, and suddenly said softly.

"The king envied them."

The general next to him raised his head:

"Great Khan?"

King Khan's eyes were deep and quiet, as if he had seen through the opponent in front of him, and he saw a more distant place, which was the land behind the vast Western Regions, and said:

"There has never been a shortage of heroes in the Central Plains."

The general replied, "But the people there are weak as sheep." ”

The Great Khan King of Dichuan nodded and said:

"Because the people there are always well protected by the most courageous of them."

The bowstring made of tiger and leopard tendons was slowly opened, and there was a slight tremor, from south to north, from north to south, like wind, and like rolling thunder, tens of thousands of war bows, flat shooting in front, and the further back, the angle of the bow and arrow was gradually raised.

The Great Khan King of Dichuan stopped his voice, urged the war horse to take two steps forward, looked at the old man who stood up with his body supported, and looked at Zhang Xu, he had been deliberately plotted by a fourth-grade master yesterday, his state of mind had collapsed, his wounds continued to flow blood, and he still struggled to stand up.

The banner in his hand was constantly dancing in the windless and dry world.

The Great Khan of Dichuan said loudly:

"I'll let you go."

"You have proved your strength, you are already the last member of the Shenwu, if you die, the Shenwu Mansion will disappear completely, no one knows your merits, such legends should not disappear."

"Won't you feel a pity for the disappearance of Shenwu?"

Zhang Xuan finally stood up straight, and let out a breath from his mouth, with the smell of blood in his breath-

"No...... The will of Shenwu will not disappear......"

"This world is still there, and Shenwu is there."

"Even after thousands of years, it is still like this, under the banner, there are other people gathered under the will, that is Shenwu, and the will of us, like this world, is immortal."

The Great Khan of Dichuan said: "What's the use of you alone?" ”

"But I've been commanded."

"Commanded?"

Zhang Xu spat at the blood foam, slowly put on a posture, his body slowly sank, his scarred hands held the handle of the big flag gun, and then slowly separated from the sides, his five fingers clenched, his eyes were soaked in blood, his vision was blurred, but his vision was still looking in the distant direction.

He took a deep breath and took a step.

The hoarse voice echoed here, hoarse.

It's a one-man charge—

"Daxu is here, Shenwu is here!"

"The last general, Zhang Xu, receive the order of the Shenwu Mansion!"

"Old Qin, protect my rivers and mountains......"

"The blood doesn't drain."

The old man's voice had exhausted all his strength, exhausted the pride of the world that had once turned to the world, like a madman, like a beggar covered in embarrassment, and let out a lonely roar—

"Death or not, truce!"

His breath was as faint as a candle flame.

His footsteps stood dead in his previous position, and despite tens of thousands of iron riders, he could not take a step forward.

He fulfilled his promise, even in the face of the world's most powerful army.

There was only one person left.

Daxu is here, Shenwu is here.

This is,

The unstoppable military banner of the gods!

The Great Khan of Dichuan closed his eyes, raised his palm, stroked his heart, leaned over slightly, and then slashed down.

“…… Shoot arrows. ”

The Hun war bow raised a finger, and then shot out suddenly, the sound of the bowstring trembling like thunder, and the arrow broke through the air, making the sky darken, and in such a continuous sound of breaking the sky, everything in heaven and earth was meaningless.

The Great Khan of Dichuan looked at the old man in front of him.

He couldn't hear the other man's voice, but he could hear it clearly—

The roar seemed to resound through the heavens and the earth.

Powerful.

It was the language of the two Qin people, it was really a terrible army, the Great Khan of Dichuan was silent, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air suppressed everything, too dense and urgent, as if there was no sound at all, he watched the old man go to his death, his eyes were full of respect.

The flames in Zhang Xu's eyes reflected the arrows covering the heavens and the earth, and there was silence.

It's over......

In the dead silence.

But in this deathly silence, in the rolling yellow sand, in the sudden and rapid arrow breaking through the air, the same hoarse response sounded again.

"Shenwu—"

"In !!"

Zhang Xu's gaze suddenly converged.

The Great Khan of Dichuan jerked his head up and looked in the direction where the voice came.

Boom Boom Boom !!

As if the myth reappeared on the earth again, the red flames rose to the sky, between the heavens and the earth, the thunder roared, and then in the sound of the chains roaring, the flames, the thunder, and the scattered starlight converged and turned into a huge unicorn, and the unicorn pressed its claws and roared with its head high.

With his head raised and roaring, in the sword pavilion behind him, a scorching light bloomed.

The sharp sword light instantly swept between heaven and earth.

The completely liberated divine soldier, even in ancient times, is still a first-class blade, a sword intent of the world's first divine soldier burned, burning all the arrows into ashes, and a figure appeared next to Zhang Xu, before the old man fell, his palm tightly held the big beetle.

And so the flag was raised high again.

Zhang Xu's eyes lifted and looked to the side, the familiar side face curvature, familiar eyebrows, the old man's eyes widened, and his body trembled slightly.

"You, you're ......"

Wang Anfeng did not respond directly, he didn't know how to respond.

With the calm gaze of a scribe somewhere, in the void, the illusory was transformed into reality, and ink-colored steel appeared between this heaven and earth, heavy and hard, forming a complete set of armor, Zhang Xu's expression was moved, the armor was so familiar, how could it not be familiar.

"Bright Light Armor ......"

The expression of the Hun Khan changed suddenly, and he was still shocked, and asked:

"Who the hell are you?!"

"Shenwu, armor!"

With a click, the armor disintegrated from the air and floated towards the black-clothed youth.

The blue thunder roared over the earth, but the roaring thunder was so quiet, accompanied by the roar of slaughter, the armor covered the young man's body, and the armor flowed on the plasma.

Zhang Xu looked at the back, which was too familiar.

I saw the white jade plate on the placket of his clothes, and saw the words that appeared on it because of the action.

Wang, Wang......

Zhang Xu's eyes were in a trance, the owner of this armor seemed to have walked out of the twilight time, facing countless enemies, still fearless, pious and arrogant, blind and calm-

Who's going to fight?!

It was a voice and a language that I don't know how many times I had heard, accompanied by thunder, it was an indestructible spear in the entire Shenwu Mansion, and the voice that had been absent for a long time now appeared in my mind again, accompanied by cold and dry air.

Will Shenwu's will disappear?

Someone seems to be asking.

Memory and reality, two voices, the same back, the same thunder, generally sounded the same.

They responded after a long time of more than twenty years.

"Great Qin, Forget Immortal County!" 'Great Qin, Ningqing County! ’

"Shenwu Mansion, Wang Anfeng!" 'Shenwu Mansion, forsake the road! ’

Whoop -

The last armor fit into the body, and the scarlet cloak rolled in front of the old man's sight, as if out of memory. Memory and reality merge in the next moment, and he can barely tell whether it is a dream or reality.

It's just that someone oversucked.

"Here, !! to fight"

While!

The heavy Daxu was lifted by the younger and more powerful palm, and then smashed down on the battlefield, and a crisp sound came out, one at a time, like a war drum.

Zhang Xu looked at the flag.

Again, tears do not flow unbridled with hatred and humiliation.

He had been abandoned by the whole world, and what he had asked for for for half his life was meaningless, but yes, new dreams and meanings, and incomparable trust, when those words were spoken, had it again.

"Zhang Xiao, can I entrust this banner to you?"

"You and I are comrades, side by side."

The old man, covered in war wounds, burst into tears.

In this life, I have been embarrassed by love and hatred, I have been on the battlefield for the righteousness of the world, and I have been desperate for the people I care about, but I don't need to deny or justify, pain, extremely painful, but I don't need to justify, and I don't need anyone's mercy.

Warm and splendid enough, bloody and filthy enough.

This is Zhang Xu.

Lu Yingbo, who was thousands of steps away, watched the reflections that fell to the ground crumble one by one, those who were unwilling, even if they were broken, still grabbed their weapons, those who were struggling, and the reflections that were full of blood stains, their expressions gradually became calm and disappeared.

Satisfied......

If he really returned from the land of the dead, then there must be only such a problem.

Are you all right?

Is Shenwu okay

…… Is it?

Then we will be satisfied, and there will be no regrets.

Lu Yingbo was at a loss, she saw the instinctive creation, a quiet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his face was bloody, his clothes were torn, but it seemed that before he died, he saw the most beautiful and longing thing, and his smile was gentle and clean.

The world is strife, how can we get Corning?

The strife in the world has been Corning.

Daqin.

Yong'an.

They were the most outstanding and proud soldiers of the previous era, and when they died in battle, they still had great ambition and pride, and twenty-three years of longing and unwillingness disappeared as streamers, completely, and the last trace disappeared.

And at this time, the old man's palm finally no longer had to support such a heavy banner alone, and slowly slipped down, his pale hair stained with blood and scattered behind his back, and on the palm, the old man burst into tears and whispered contentedly.

"Ahh......hh

"This time...... I have no regrets......"

Thirty years of rivers and lakes, ten years of martial arts.

The old man who used to be the most unable to accept the disappearance of Shenwu Mansion, after blocking the army with the power of one person, shed tears, saying that this time there was no regret and lost his last breath.

Shenwu Daxu slammed into the ground like a war drum.

There are successors who use all their strength to announce to the elite of the ten thousand horsemen in front of them, to the heavens and the world.

"Shenwu—"

"Zhang, Xu!"

While!!!

PS: Today's update is here......

Wrong is wrong.

Zhang Xu, who recognises himself, is surviving and will not survive.

It's not a lot of words, but it's really hard to write......