Bonfires burn at night, darkness in the distance, and starry skies overhead.

The wind blows extraordinarily heroically, looking down at the sky, where a little bonfire spreads, like starlight.

Beyond the sound of firewood cracking, there was a faint whisper of resting warriors.

The black-clothed general Daniel Zhang was not in a hurry to let Xiao Bing help him cultivate his sword. He remained with his men. Just tonight. He was usually quiet, and he became very talkative.

"That guy is weird. How many people besides me can handle it? Secondly, I think he might be the person I'm looking for. Of course. I also want to see if he can save me.

We are sword cultivators, and we are not treated as normal monks. We don't know about them, but we have to admit that they are known for their erudition, and if they are Confucian scholars in the mortal world, we are military generals.

Our enmity with them needs to be tempered. Can't fight anymore. Why is the emperor still holding on to his serious injuries, isn't it just for us? We can't drag the emperor down anymore.

Not every monk is the same as the people of the Bird Country.

All we do is to live. ”

Daniel Zhang's words to the adjutant general, he took off his helmet, his face turned pale instantaneously, and there was a little fluorescent floating in his helmet, like a small world in the helmet. Obviously this helmet is a treasure, but no one knows what it is called.

"If I die, the helmet will be yours. ”

"General!" the adjutant general called out unwillingly, unwilling to listen to these farewell words.

"Well, people die...... The wind is so cool tonight!"

At night, the other people were let go, but Mao Liuye and the county officials were still stayed. Mao Liuye seemed to be stimulated by something, and the whole person was stunned, he felt aggrieved, and he had already lost the arrogance when he recruited Xiao Bing.

And at this moment, Xiao Bing was sitting opposite him, happily, taking advantage of the wrong state of Guagua to roast meat by himself.

Suddenly, Xiao Bing asked Mao Liuye, "What kind of person is the Demon Emperor Buliu." ”

At that moment, Mao Liuye had a sign that he was going to vomit blood, this was the army of the Demon Emperor, if you want to die, don't pull me.

The eyes of the soldiers around him were no longer right, and the murderous aura spread out.

However, Xiao Bing's eyes were full of curiosity, and he seemed to be about to speak, but he couldn't see the background of the environment at all, Mao Liuye's heart began to tremble, if he continued like this, the kid in front of him would be fine, and he would have an accident.

So he coughed, trying to polish the language.

"The person you are talking about is called Du Liu, and according to his own words, his surname in this life is Du and his surname is Liu in his previous life. Born out of thin air a few decades ago, he subdued those suppressed sword cultivators, evil cultivators, and established a country, Qin.

He is an extremely charismatic person, and with his efforts, the country is also rich and powerful, but sword cultivation and evil cultivation are not tolerated by the righteous path, so he fell into the title of Demon Emperor and was suppressed by all kinds.

'Heaven does not allow me, I tolerate me, I am worthy of heaven and earth, I don't care'. Here's what he said. But it's not so easy to live.

For more than a year, the war was defeated, the Qin State gradually declined, and was attacked to the national capital, he had to defend the city in person, the war was fierce, he fought with blood, suffered seven swords and eleven swords, and the corners of his mouth were bloody, so that those strong people were blocked from the national capital.

On that day, his dying body stood on the city wall, laughing and debating with a few hostile righteous bigwigs, he made a bold bet with those people, betting on who could cut off his legs, who was qualified to destroy Qin, and take everything from Qin, while others couldn't touch Qin at all, and those righteous people also had their own ghosts, so they were encouraged by Du Liu with words, and even bet on atmospheric luck.

Several bigwigs made a heavenly oath, and Du Liu ruined his legs when no one reacted. So everyone was stunned, because it was Du Liu himself who cut off Du Liu's legs, according to the oath of heaven, it was only Du Liu himself who could destroy Qin, and then Du Liu took the opportunity to open the capital to show weakness in disguise, and the Qin State became really weak and stinky and hard in the eyes of those big guys, and it became not cost-effective to destroy Qin, they left unfortunately, and the Qin State was saved. And the Demon Emperor has no legs since then. ”

......

Daniel Zhang's pale face was facing the distance, and he unconsciously remembered that the person he was loyal to respected from the bottom of his heart, but at this moment he couldn't help but sigh.

The distant chirping of insects died down, the warriors gripped their swords, and the air began to tense and cold.

Bonfires burn and firewood bursts.

"Kill ......"

The enemy army who came in the night appeared.

"Ignition!"

A wall of fire instantly ignited in front of the approaching enemy army. Some were burning, and many more were held back in front of the wall of fire.

"Archery"

......

Xiao Bing and Mao Liuye in the distance looked over.

The smell of blood began to spread.

The night wind began to get stronger, and Xiao Bing suddenly felt a little dazed, as if he was in a certain night, very similar to today, but he couldn't remember.

In the darkness, I don't know who swung a knife to fly an arrow, this arrow came suddenly, pointed directly at Xiao Bing, click, the wind of the arrow stopped suddenly, and was held in Xiao Bing's hand, but this arrow made the spiritual power in the body a little uncomfortable, as if it was a little blocked.

There is a swirling rune engraved on the tip of the arrow, a bit like a ghost rune, chaotic spirit. This arrow is called a qui arrow.

The runes of the arrows will affect the spells, and even the weak monks will not be able to use them. If it is shot on the body, the impact will be greater, and what is even more terrifying is that such a kui arrow, a salvo of arrows, no matter how strong the monk is, it is also troublesome, and the spiritual power around the place where the arrow falls is chaotic, and the monk will become a slightly stronger ordinary person after a long time in it.

The most terrifying thing about the runes of the arrow is that any ordinary person can learn it after practicing two or three times, it is too simple and too easy to spread, so that even if the monks have the ability to reach the sky, they can only sigh with admiration.

This is at the end of the sword cultivation and monk war in history, sword cultivation was taught to mortals. Since then, mortals no longer look at monks so highly, and since then, although there is no strong person in sword cultivation, it will never be killed. This rune is like the enlightenment of today's sword cultivation, a necessity for mortal countries, the war of the year seemed to be won by the monks, but the result was that the monks were even more pitiful, and they were tired of chasing and killing sword cultivation for thousands of years, and the relationship with mortals was no longer harmonious.

There was a flash of light in the distance, and it was clear that a monk had come, stepping on fire.

Obviously, the previous sneak attack was fake, and the lure shot was real.

However, looking around in the distance, the soldiers who appeared to be building around the campfire were straw men.

The war is indeed more insidious than whom.

......

The smell of blood, the smell of burning spread, Xiao Bing was in a little inexplicable trance, he found that his right hand was glowing, and the glove was dazzling in the night at the moment.

Is there a devourer?

Of course, who shines in the chaotic army and who dies.

It feels like being drunk and a little flirtatious.