In this world, geniuses, demons, unborn sects, and immortals living in seclusion in the mountains and forests abound.

The strangeness of the world naturally causes many taboos.

One of them is the Lishan Sword Sect of the Chen Kingdom.

As one of the two major sword cultivation sects in the world, the strength of the Lishan Sword Sect is naturally self-evident.

And what makes people all over the world jealous the most is the famous military solution method of the Lishan Sword Sect.

Nearly two hundred years ago, the Great Chu who dominated the world fell apart, Chen Taizu raised troops in Chendi, the Great Zhou was entrenched in the fertile land of the Central Plains, all the way to the north, the vast territory of the Great Xia also regarded Chen Di as a bag, all the way east. Seeing that Chen Di was about to be swallowed by these two behemoths. Chen Guo Taizu knelt at the foot of the mountain for three days, and finally invited the swordsman from the mountain to go out of the mountain.

So the eight thousand swords couldn't cultivate an inch of armor, and only held a long sword across the Tianshan Pass in Youzhou.

200,000 Great Zhou elites fought with it for seven days.

However, Chen Guo's resistance was dragged by the Great Xia Iron Cavalry, and he could not help for a long time, and the eight thousand sword cultivators were isolated and helpless.

It was autumn, the taboo of soldiers, Yang Yujing, who was in charge of the Lishan Sword Sect at that time, gave an order, and eight thousand sword cultivators were relieved one after another, and they died together with the 200,000 elites of the Great Zhou.

In the end, Yang Yujing stood alone on the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, using the sword as the pen and the qi as the ink, and carved eight big characters on the wall of Tianshan Pass - the soldiers are in the people, and the sword is in the autumn!

After carving this sentence, Yang Yujing is convenient for sitting outside the Tianshan Pass.

And those eight big characters are still clearly visible on the city wall of Tianshan Pass.

And the prestige of the Lishan Sword Sect's method of military solution has also been handed down since then, and the people of the world are all shocked and afraid of it, and every time they fight with the Lishan swordsman, they are more afraid.

Because once this method is cast, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be healed instantly, and the cultivation will also be greatly improved in a short period of time, of course, the price that needs to be paid is also extremely expensive, that is, the sword cultivation is burned rapidly.

The method of military dissolution is not a secret one.

Therefore, when the black-armored leader said this, Fang Ziyu's face turned white, and he looked at the man standing in front of him in surprise.

But Meng Liang didn't speak, just looked at the black-armored man with heavy eyes.

The next moment, he jumped and killed.

The free movement of the white true spirit heart also appeared behind him at that time.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, he knows very well that only by killing the strong man in front of him who is away from the dust realm can he and Fang Ziyu have a chance of survival.

"Ground-level true spirits. The black-armored man did not panic in the face of Meng Liang's powerful attack, his eyes stared, and his gaze fell on the white true spirit behind Meng Liang, and his mouth let out a heartfelt sigh, "It really deserves to be the first disciple of the mountain." ”

Then the sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath.

It was a somewhat strange sword, with a slender body that was four feet away, and the blade was not sharp, but rather a blunt object.

And the dim yellow True Yuan Chung also continued to mix towards his sword body at that time, and his huge long sword was wrapped in layers of things like gold and stone. It was his true spirit, a true spirit that blessed his own weapon. His sword grew bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it was seven feet long and three inches wide. Then, he swung fiercely at Meng Liang, who was killing.

The power of his swing and the unimaginable weight of the sword itself gathered together, and that seemingly ordinary swing actually set off a gust of wind, which can be described as powerful and heavy, enough to open mountains and break stones.

Rumble!

With a muffled sound, Meng Liang and the white true spirit he summoned were at that moment, and under this heavy blow, their bodies were violently swept away.

"Meng Liang!" Seeing this, Fang Ziyu on the side let out an exclamation, and just wanted to come to the rescue, but at that time, the armor soldiers who surrounded everyone also rushed up and stopped Fang Ziyu. Although Fang Ziyu raised his sword to defend against the enemy, it was not easy to break through the siege of these armorers in a short period of time.

The black-armored leader who won the victory in one blow did not mean to continue to ridicule Meng Liang, he was quite afraid of this method of military solution from the mountain, although Mengliang was at the end of the crossbow at the moment because he burned too much Shouyuan, but what kind of after-move would there be if he didn't know how much life and death he had, and the black-armored leader who had experienced not knowing how much life and death was naturally unwilling to give Meng Liang a chance.

At that moment, he leaped and struck straight at Meng Liang, who was knocked to the ground.

The long sword blessed by the true spirit looked extremely heavy, but it fell into the man's hand but swung freely, and he was extremely fast, and in an instant, he killed Meng Liang and swung it fiercely.

This time, his strength seemed to be a little stronger.

In a trance, the power like Mount Tai's top swing from the sword, if it was hit by this blow, Rao is Meng Liang may also have to be killed on the spot.

At this time, Meng Liang staggered to his feet, and he had no strength left to resist or dodge this move.

In desperation, his heart was crossed, and the white true spirit came to him in an instant.

I saw that the white sword wings behind the true spirit suddenly retracted, blocking him like a shield.

Rumble!

Another loud bang exploded.

The body of the white true spirit flew out upside down, and the sharp sword intent on its back was scattered and broken.

And Meng Liang, who was connected to his heart, although he avoided the man's killing move, he still couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and his expression languished.

"Hmph, I'll see what else you can do this time. The leader of the black armor said with a cruel smile, he stood condescendingly in front of Meng Liang, his eyes full of triumph.

The giant sword in his hand was raised by him again, and without the slightest hesitation, it roared towards the top of Meng Liang's head.

Seeing this, Meng Liang immediately smiled bitterly.

He was already a monk of the Fifth Realm Heavenly Hunting Realm, and he had condensed a rare earth-level true spirit in the world, coupled with this method of military solution, it stands to reason that he was not without the strength to fight a monk from the Mortal Realm.

But the previous series of battles, coupled with the bumps in the past few days, even the method of military solution could not completely resolve the weakness in his body...

In the end, even if these pursuers did not catch up, the body he forcibly supported with the method of military solution was already close to the point of running out of oil, but at this time, he no longer had any bargaining chips and the tricks of the powerhouse in front of him.

He was unwilling.

Thinking that if he died, Fang Ziyu would not be able to escape...

After all, he did not keep his promise.

At this moment, the thick blade of the black armor leader had already blasted towards him like a mountain.

Meng Liang closed his eyes in despair, with unwillingness, with shame, waiting for the arrival of death.

"The surname is Meng!"

But at that moment, there was a sudden exclamation in my ears.

Fang Ziyu noticed Meng Liang's condition, she didn't care about anything else, she fought hard to eat a few sword wounds in a row to break through the siege of many armor soldiers, and saw that the sword blade of the black armor leader was about to bang Meng Liang's head in a blink of an eye.

The girl's heart was shocked, she didn't have time to think about it, so she jumped in front of Meng Liang, and used her body to block the heavy blow of the black armor leader like a mountain.

The scorching blood spurted out at that time, staining Meng Liang's eyes that had just opened.

The man's pupils dilated suddenly.

In his eyes, Fang Ziyu's slowly closed eyes were the beautiful and silent face, and the corners of his mouth were as hot and piercing red as flames.

The girl's body slowly fell towards him, and time began to slow down as if someone had pressed the floodgates.

The picture of the girl falling changed before his eyes one by one.

It seemed to be the most beautiful picture Meng Liang had ever seen in his life, and it also made him the most desperate.

Finally, the girl landed on his shoulder.

Her breath was terrible, and Meng Liang could clearly feel that the internal organs in her body were shattered, and the meridians were torn...

His body began to tremble, and blood spread over his eyes.

"Hmm, it's a pity, I'm thinking about playing a little longer. The black-armored man was slightly stunned, but a hint of banter quickly appeared in his eyes, and he looked at the hideous Meng Liang in front of him, like looking at an extremely interesting toy.

Meng Liang gently put down the person in his arms, he did this process carefully, as if he was afraid that the slightest mistake would wake her up from her slumber, he even did not forget to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth with his shirt, and smoothed the hair on her forehead with his hand, and he also did this process carefully.

Then, with a club, he stood up with difficulty.

He looked at the leader of the black armor, and the blood in his eyes became more and more intense, like the vicious wolf who had been forced to the end of the road by the hunters, and wanted to make a final fight to the death before he died. But not to survive, just to tear off a piece of flesh and blood from Orion...

That's all.

The leader of the black armor could see Meng Liang's thoughts from his behavior, he smiled disdainfully, and said, "What's the matter?

Meng Liang didn't respond to the black-armored leader, he just raised the sword in his hand high, his body trembling, and the sword in his hand trembling, but not out of fear or anything else, but out of anger.

The boundless, surging anger in his chest, the anger that enveloped him, drowned him, suffocated him!

He needs to get him out of the way.

With the sword in your hand, with the hatred in your heart, with the blood of your enemies or your own, you can douse it!

So he moved.

Even if the footsteps are staggering, even if the sword moves in his hand are soft as a joke.

But he still moved, and swung his sword straight and resolutely at the head of the black-armored leader.

What was waiting for him was a sword swung by the leader of the black armor at great randomness.

There was no room for resistance, and his body flew upside down again.

This time, the true yuan in his body was completely exhausted, nearly half of his limbs were shattered, and he could no longer stand up his body, he could only stare at the black-armored leader viciously with his blood-red eyes.

Of course, he was unwilling.

He failed to fulfill his promise, and he watched Fang Ziyu fall in front of him.

But he no longer has half a cent of strength, his true yuan has been completely exhausted, and his body is dry like a riverbed that has not rained for a hundred years, except...

Meng Liang's heart suddenly shook at that time.

He caught a glimpse of a white grain-like thing in the depths of his dantian.

Sword species!

He suddenly remembered that when he parted with that ink dust, the other party had said that if one day he figured out and agreed to go to the sword mound to guard the tomb, then he could urge the sword species, and naturally someone would come to answer.

He couldn't help but regret a little, if he had remembered this earlier, urged the sword species, and cultivated at the level of the Earth Immortal of the Ink Dust Seed, how could they have fallen into such a world.

At this moment, if the sword seed is urged, even if Mo Chenzi senses it, I am afraid that he will already be dead on the day he arrives. But this sword seed was planted into his body, wrapped in a touch of sword intent from the Sword Immortal of the Earth Immortal Realm, although it was extremely thin, if it was unexpected...

Thinking of this, Meng Liang had a plan in his heart.

He struggled violently, trying to get to his feet, and the leader of the Black Armor came up to him.

The black armor leader's feet stretched out at that time and stomped on Meng Liang's body fiercely.

Meng Liang, who was already seriously injured, suddenly collapsed, and his mouth couldn't stop spitting blood.

"It's a disciple of the mountain, but that's it. The leader of the black armor sneered, he said this, the expression on his face was quite fanatical, as if he was enjoying Meng Liang's resentment at the moment, but he looked helpless.

With that, the sword in his hand was once again raised in the air.

He was about to use this sword to smash Meng Liang's skull, and he suddenly felt a little impatient when he thought about the upcoming scene of flesh and blood splattering.

The next moment, he didn't hesitate for a moment, and swung the sword in his hand straight down.

The expression on his face became a little distorted by fanaticism, and it looked a little hideous because of the distortion.

He knew that there was no suspense in the battle at this time.

But just when his heavy sword blade was only half an inch away from Meng Liang's head, Meng Liang, who had collapsed to the ground as if he had lost his fighting spirit, suddenly burst into a divine light in his eyes at that time!

It was a sword light.

Meng Liang gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand with all his strength, his index finger and ring finger stretched out, and the other three fingers were closed, and the sword species in his body seemed to feel Meng Liang's determination at that time, it began to tremble wildly, and a touch of sword intent suddenly burst out of his body, crossing the damaged meridians in Meng Liang's body, and flying out of his two fingers.

It was an extremely bright, yet very fine white light.

It's fleeting, like a glow in the night.

But it was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed the distance between Meng Liang and the black-armored leader and reached his eyebrows. Then he leaped and pierced through.

Then the black-armored leader waved the blade of the sword in front of Meng Liang's head suddenly stopped, and along with it, there was a smile on his face that was about to bloom.

His whole being seemed to have been cut off from this world at that time.

The outside world is noisy and restless.

The black-armored commander, however, was silent and silent.

Until a few breaths have passed.

The hand holding the sword suddenly let go, and the golden stones wrapped around it also dispersed, and the long sword revealed his original appearance and fell lightly. And the center of the black armor leader's eyebrows appeared at that time, like a grain of cinnabar, but it was even more scarlet than cinnabar.

It was a drop of blood.

That sword intent pierced through the center of his eyebrows, and although it was only an extremely small blood hole, it was enough to wipe out all his vitality.

So, the invincible black-armored ruler shook at that moment, and then his body fell backwards like a puppet with a lost string.

The surrounding armor soldiers were stunned for a moment, and the surroundings suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

That's a powerhouse from the earthly realm!

Meng Liang is clearly in danger, how did he do it?

The eyes of everyone looking at Meng Liang suddenly became frightened, and Meng Liang slowly stood up with difficulty with his sword, his eyes were still scarlet, and the anger in his heart did not dissipate at all.

He looked at those armorers with blood-red eyes, and those armorers suddenly felt shocked and subconsciously took a step back, while Meng Liang stepped forward, although his steps were slow, although his body trembled, but Rao was like this, those armorers were still at that moment by the souls of the bloodied man, and they didn't care about anything else, and they quickly fled here one by one as if they abandoned their armor.

The rain is still falling.

The mountains and forests still smell faintly of blood.

Meng Liang stood for a long time, letting the rain soak his body.

After a long time, he took a step and walked to the girl who was lying peacefully on the ground, and he looked at the face that seemed to be just sleeping, and his whole body seemed to be drained, and he sat down again.

The fish died.

And he's dying.

He took revenge, but his heart was still empty.

Because the life of the subfish, no, anyone's life can be repaid... At least in Meng Liang's heart...

Fangzi fish, is one of the most important things, there is no one.

He sat there quietly, reaching out over and over again to wipe the rain from his face, and then looked at him silently, waiting for death to come.

......

Squeak!

I don't know how long later, there was a sudden sound behind me.

It was the sound of a foot stepping on a dead branch on the ground. Somebody's coming up here.

Maybe it's the hunters who want to try their luck at night, or maybe it's the pursuers who come back and go and return.

But Meng Liang didn't care.

Fang Ziyu is dead, so nothing matters at this time.

Chen Guo, the Meng family, or his life are no longer important.

So Meng Liang didn't look back, he still looked at that face, cherishing every minute and moment, and seeing one more breath is a breath.

"If you continue like this, the girl will have no life at all. At that time, a young and cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.

This simple sentence seemed to poke something in Meng Liang's heart, and his body shook and suddenly turned around. And the face that caught his eye made him stunned.

Of course, it was a very beautiful face, but compared to her glance, the most eye-catching thing was the purple eyes on that face.

"Master?" Meng Liang suddenly shouted after a few breaths of surprise.

"Hmm. The purple-eyed girl nodded and walked over to him.

"Is there a way for Shi Niang to save her?" Meng Liang came back to his senses, remembering what he said before, he didn't have time to delve into how this girl came here, so he asked anxiously at that time.

The purple-eyed girl looked at the eagerness on the man's face, and inexplicably remembered the negative person. Her eyes trembled a little, but they returned to normal in an instant.

"I have no way to save her, I have a way to save you. The purple-eyed girl said lightly, her expression relaxed, as if such a thing was insignificant to her.

Meng Liang, whose vitality was close to exhaustion, automatically ignored the second half of the girl's words, and he hurriedly said: "Then save her!

The seven-foot-tall man spoke with eagerness and weeping, begging and compassion.

It's not too pleasing to the eye, and it's enough to move most people.

But the purple-eyed girl didn't move, she just lowered her head, looked at the embarrassed Meng Liang, and a smile curled up at the corner of her mouth.

"It's okay to save her, but... You have to promise me one thing. ”

"What's the matter?" said the master. Meng Liang hurriedly said.

"Guarding the mausoleum. The purple-eyed girl's mouth lightly spit out two words.

Meng Liang's body was slightly stunned at that time, and then he didn't hesitate, he nodded heavily, "As long as Shi Niang can save Ziyu, the apprentice is willing!"

"The Southern Wilderness is lonely, and if it is not reached, there will be no day to set foot in the Central Plains, you have to think clearly. The purple-eyed girl asked.

The apprentice figured it out and begged the master to save the fish. Meng Liang said loudly, and then knelt down in front of the girl, kowtowing his head to her continuously, and muttering words in his mouth.

"Ask the master to save the fish!"

"Ask the master to save the fish!"

"Ask the master to save the fish!"

......

When the purple-eyed girl saw him like this, her expression became more and more trance-like, if that person was alive to see her so coercive and seductive, she would inevitably be reprimanded again. He has always been like this, he is stubborn, paranoid and terrible, but he pays attention to convincing people with reason.

Thinking about this, she felt a slight pain in her heart, and finally couldn't help but stretch out her hand and press it on the top of the man's head.

"Don't blame me. ”

"If you really want her to live well..."

"Let's defend the Sword Tomb..."

"Because only by guarding the Sword Tomb can we protect this world. ”

"And only this side of the world is still unharmed..."

"In this world, she can be safe and sound..."