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Wang Changsheng was in front of Zhang Fan, and a spear pierced him, but he held the spear with both hands and didn't let the spear stab Zhang Fan.

Two buns with blood rolled from Wang Changsheng's arms and fell to the ground, and the white buns were stained with Wang Changsheng's blood. The bun swirled around and reached Zhang Fan's feet, and then it didn't move.

Zhang Fan roared, and threw a throw in his hand, how profound his skills were at this time, and several local soldiers became a string of sugar gourds. When others heard it, it seemed that there was a thunderstorm on the ground.

Wang Changsheng's face was still calm, he just whispered: "Baozi", and then his body slowly fell. When he closed his eyes, he was very soft, and there was no pain, as if he had returned to his mother's arms.

And so he died.

The spears of both sides stabbed back and forth, and then approached with countless blades.

When they were huddled together, the dead bodies could not fall, so they crowded in the middle of the crowd, and the dead people grabbed the spears in their hands fiercely. I just squeezed around like this, and my ears were full of shouts for both of us, which made people confused.

Zhang Fan danced the big blade in his hand into a white light, and killed a small hole in the Tusi Soldier Formation at the intersection of the two armies.

Then there are countless long spears and short knives, shouting and huddled together, this kind of place, sure enough, martial arts are useless, people are fish in stuffy cans, and they can't move for half a minute.

Zhang Ading screamed miserably, and the scimitar of a toast soldier was not in his stomach. Zhang Ading fiercely hugged the other party's hand. Don't let the other party let go, this is also the last action he can do subconsciously.

The local soldier who stabbed Zhang Ading to death kicked him with his foot, Zhang Ading fell to the ground, Zhang Asheng cried, he would have been stabbed to death by this knife.

Another native soldier slashed at Zhang Asheng from behind.

Zhang Fan ignored the people in front of him, and immediately slashed back, and the local soldier was in a different place. Blood flies.

The blood covered Zhang Fan's face, and before he could wipe it off, the heavy sound of the wind hit the back of his head.

Zhang Fan blocked it with a knife, and the blade became two halves because he had cut too many people.

The axe struck the helmet and sent out a spark.

Zhang Fan, who had killed countless people on the battle array, had weak legs, and thought to himself, just like that. At this time, what remained in my mind seemed to be the scene of Hu Shiling sitting on the edge of the inn bed mending his clothes.

seemed to hear a voice: "Captain" a body pounced on his body,

Countless pairs of feet are trampling around. No one had time to glance at the two creeps who had fallen to the ground.

Who has time to look at the people on the earth in this mountain of dead people?

The sun had set, a group of wild dogs were running around in the pile of corpses, but there was no one to collect the corpses all over the ground, under the night, the nearby Xuan'en City was tall and majestic, but it was obviously blue and black and silent, and only the banner at the head of the city could be seen, but there was no sound, and everything was dead.

Zhang Fan pushed away Zhang Asheng on his body, at this time Zhang Asheng was already angry, he was seriously injured in many places, his face was still pale, his eyes were wide open, his lips were white, obviously caused by the blood flowing, there were many corpses here, one on top of the other, Zhang Fan sat up in the pile of corpses and sighed.

Zhang Fan never thought that someone else would die on his behalf, but he didn't expect to receive such a big favor today, if it weren't for Zhang Asheng throwing himself on the ground and blocking himself, he didn't know how many times he died, at this time Zhang Fan thought about Hu Shiling in Bashan, and thought that if it wasn't for the Demon Sect and the people who provoked this war, in this war, I don't know how many people lost their wives and children, and they couldn't help hating the Demon Sect even more.

Zhang Fan struggled to get up, knelt down towards Zhang Asheng's body, and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely take care of your relatives." Then he went to the side to look for some of his brothers, and after a while, he saw that the brothers of his original group were all lying in the pile of corpses, and there were many of them, all of whom died in the battle formation at the place of Xuan'en City.

Two wild dogs ran over and arched in the pile of dead people, Zhang Fan was furious, and with one kick, the wild dog whined and flew into the sky. There is also the flesh of a dead man at the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Fan's body was in pain to death, not to mention a heavy blow to his head, and he was also trampled on countless feet. I had to take a spear as a crutch, and found my sword from the pile of dead, and then dug a big pit in the ground, pushed Zhang Asheng, Wang Changsheng, and Zhang Ading into the pit, and stepped on it hard, but there were thousands of corpses on the battlefield, how could Zhang Fan finish it? Zhang Fan also saw the bloody bun on the ground, silently buried the bun in the soil, and then touched it into the distance, at this time more than 80 years after the founding of the country, the status of the warriors is getting lower and lower, many government soldiers like Wang Changsheng, the war together, will be recruited, but at this time there is not much land for the soldiers, when the soldiers do not serve, they will go to some military leaders, Haoqiang's family is a slave, once a war occurs, they are the first to die, and now there are many government soldiers and military households have fled, I don't know how to end in the future.

At this time, he didn't plan to go to Xuan'en City, he silently planned in his heart, after destroying the Demon Sect, he took Hu Shiling and the two to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and the two spent their lives together. Besides, Hu Shiling is gentle and lovely, and it is extremely good to treat herself, such a girl, Zhang Fan has only met one person in her past and present life, Hu Shiling does not want to be rich or rich, nor does she want money, as long as she is safe with herself, thinking about it, Zhang Fan feels that this is her greatest wealth.

There were flocks of wild dogs behind him, crows flew around, only Zhang Fan groped his way to Zhang Fan in the distance alone, this battle, both sides were countless dead and wounded, and the final victory was probably only the wild dogs behind him who grabbed meat to eat.

Let's say that in the military camp in Xuan'en City, Zeng Meng said loudly in front of a group of soldiers: "Zhang Fan is dead, Ou Hanbai, you villain, you villain, villain, Lao Tzu is going to cut you." His sergeant reported that Zhang Fan had not returned, and Zeng Meng was sulking alone.

Zhang Fan and his group, none of them came back. Zeng Meng naturally thought that Zhang Fan died in the battle array. It was impossible to find the body, so the Tusi soldiers were outside the city, and after this battle, Wu Zhangzhang ordered to defend the city and never go out of the city to fight again, so the Tusi soldiers controlled most of the area outside the city.

On the battle array, thousands of dead corpses, intersecting with each other, no one has time to collect the corpses, Qingjiang water turned red, this battle, no one took advantage, more than 5,000 Zhou soldiers died, there are thousands of seriously wounded, more than 6,000 corpses of Tusi soldiers, countless wounded.

Zeng Meng couldn't help it, and said to himself: "I must go and question Ou Hanbai." So he went to the yamen.

Zeng Meng kicked open the gate of the yamen, strode in, and one person was sitting on the coffee table and tasting tea, it was Ou Hanbai, at this time he learned that Zhang Fan "died" outside the city, he was extremely proud, and hummed a little song, which was really very happy.

Zeng Meng stepped forward and stepped on the coffee table into two sections, during this time Zeng Meng and Zhang Fan were together, Zhang Fan asked Zeng Meng to teach the method of marching formation, and Zeng Meng asked Zhang Fan to teach martial arts, both of them benefited a lot, at this time Zeng Meng's martial arts have already been higher than Ou Hanbai I don't know how much, this foot, only to hear the beams of the house are shaken.

Zeng stretched out his hand, and before the teacup could be put down, Qu Hanbai let him grab it in his hand. Lifting the collar. Zeng Meng said loudly: "Villain, why did you kill Zhang Fan." The sound was like thunder, and it was conveyed far away.

Ou Hanbai's face turned pale, and he said loudly: "You have to speak on the basis of what you say, when did I hurt him, on the battle array, life and death are determined by heaven, that Zhang Fan volunteered to go to the battle array, and naturally had the determination to fight to the death." ”

Zeng Meng put Ou Hanbai down, Ou Hanbai fell, tidied up his clothes, and said softly: "Unreasonable martial artist." Although Zeng Meng was trembling with anger, he didn't dare to really do anything to Ou Hanbai.

Wu Zhangzhang's voice came from behind, and Wu Zhangzhang said: "The purpose of attracting Tusi soldiers to Xuan'en Sheng City this time has already been achieved, and it can be described as a complete victory. A group of people turned out from behind, it was Wu Zhangzhang, Cheng Yuqin and others.

Zeng Meng saw Wu Shanzhang arrive, his face was stupid, and he said softly: "Lord Wu, Zhang Fan died in the battle array. ”

Wu Zhangzhang stroked his beard and chuckled: "Oh, I know, Zeng Meng, you are also a person who has gone through life and death, there are more people who have died in the battle array, Zhang Fan can be regarded as the place of death, only by suppressing the chaos, Zhang Daxia will not die in vain, what do you say?"

Zeng Meng was speechless, looked at the complexion on Wu Shanzhang's face, and sighed, today is to offend Ou Hanbai, and in the future, Ou Hanbai will inevitably calculate Zeng Meng, but Zeng Meng is thinking of a way in his heart to prevent Ou Hanbai's plot.

Wu Zhangzhang said again: "This official knows that you and Zhang Fan are discussing martial arts and military methods, and the two of you are close friends, but this is above the battle array, between life and death, but you can't help yourself, Zeng Meng, don't get too close to these Jianghu figures, do you know? ”

Zeng Meng just bowed his head and said, "Got it, my lord." He turned around and walked quietly, only to feel the incomparably depressed in this yamen, and for the first time in his life, he felt untrustworthy to Wu Shanzhang.

Zhang Fan walked alone on the road, while walking while recuperating from breathing, along the way, many people dragged their families with their mouths, fled north, from time to time to see the chaos looting, Zhang Daxia naturally did his best to keep some people who could be saved, but from time to time along the way saw dead corpses, broken houses, this big battle, the two lakes were destroyed ruthlessly.

Zhang Fan walked while pranayama and meditated to recuperate his injuries, and the injuries were almost eight or nine points better.

On this day, I saw a team of ordinary people, dragging a small cart, with their wives and children, also going north, it seemed that they wanted to think of the place north of Xuan'en, Zhang Fan was mixed in the crowd, at this time Zhang Fan's skills, usually do not eat or drink, has no effect on him, when it is time to eat, this team of people stop to drink a sip of water, nibble on a mouthful of bread.

Zhang Fan also stopped, found a place, and began to sit up, although Zhang Fan had already achieved the vacuum of sexual wind, but he also had to seek further from time to time, what Zhang Fan wanted, in addition to justice, was only to prove the instinctive nature. In Buddhist parlance, it is called, "Supreme Enlightenment." "In today's martial arts, there are only a few people who have cultivated to this point.

In fact, Zhang Fan's teacher -- Xiang Broken Stone -- did not prove that "supreme enlightenment" is just that the skill can already sit and die, but there is a big difference in the middle.

Hu Shiling once asked Zhang Fan, what is the state of Zhang Fan's practice, Zhang Fan himself does not know, but Zhang Fan understands at this time that in fact, there is a realm that is phase, if the internal force practice goes to the phase, then it is far from the right path.

At this time, a little girl saw Zhang Fan alone on the boulder, at this time Zhang Fan did not shave for half a month, from a distance, it seems to be a member of the homeless people, other homeless people still have a family, only Zhang Fan is alone, the little girl thought that Zhang Fan's family was killed in the chaos, so she broke half of the dough in her hand and brought it to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan saw the little girl's expression, timid, and couldn't help but smile, this smile was like a lion opening its mouth in the eyes of others. The little girl was so frightened that she ran away, and the little piece of bread fell to the ground.

Now food is an important thing, now whether it is officers and soldiers or Tusi soldiers, they are desperately collecting food, this little girl is willing to take out a small piece of food, it is very kind, this small bread still carries body temperature, it seems that this little girl herself hid it in private.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but regret a little, scared the little girl, so he took the dough and put it in his mouth and chewed it, it was called "bud valley" in the local area, it was extremely rough, but there was a fragrance, and it was also extremely rough when eaten in the mouth.

Zhang Fan swallowed the small bread into his stomach with a smile, and was about to move when there was a burst of shouts in the distance, "The rebels are coming, everyone run quickly." The homeless people were in an uproar, and after a while, they were calm again, and the civilians ran and fell, and they could no longer jump.

A squad of native soldiers is now in view.

Zhang Fan killed the people in the Demon Sect, but in fact, he was not a person who was easy to kill, seeing that group of rebels rummaging in the crowd, but he didn't kill anyone, and he didn't want to care, if he made a move, he would definitely kill again, in fact, these Tusi soldiers were just ordinary people, just like his own robes, and the dead Zhang Asheng, Wang Changsheng generally, these native soldiers are also temporarily recruited, usually they are also laborers, the local natives get married, the bride has to give the head for three days, it is very hard, it seems that this team of native soldiers is going to the front line, this period of luxury is an fierce recruitment, is to break through Xuan'en to the north, but the other way to the west to fight Chongqing, Guiyang.

The rebels took out the gold and silver and overturned the carts of the homeless, and several of the homeless people screamed, and the rebels only cared about looking for gold and silver on the carts of the homeless.

The leader of the lead glanced at the little girl who gave Zhang Fan the bread.

Zhang Fan shouted: "Oops, something is going to happen." ”

The man went to the little girl, patted the little girl's face with his hand, and laughed out loud with satisfaction.

Zhang Fan spit out the remaining bread in his mouth to the other man, the two were more than ten steps away, and a bud seed flew into the nose of the man, and the man screamed and fell to the ground, with blood on his face, but this time, the head man was knocked unconscious.

Dozens of toast soldiers took out their weapons and shouted loudly.

Zhang Fan swallowed the last bite of the cake and said with a smile: "Let's ask you to take a look at my shadowless feet." The figure flickered, dozens of feet down, and the team of native soldiers were stacked in a pile, and the weapons were all kicked to smithereens.

All the displaced people were silent, standing aside, and Zhang Fan shouted: "You guys don't get out of here." The man led a group of toast soldiers and crawled backwards, fleeing into the distance.

Zhang Fan turned around and was about to say hello, when he suddenly saw the little girl's expression change, and at the same time heard a sound behind him, and when he was about to turn his head, a blow arrow flew by the side of his hair.

The man was unwilling, quietly plotted against Zhang Fan, and shot a blow arrow at Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan was furious, he didn't kill anyone, this group of people wanted to plot against themselves, a backhand, the head of the person was more than ten steps away from Zhang Fan, but Zhang Fan palmed, the ground under the head of the person suddenly concave downward, it was Zhang Fan who shot angrily, a palm, the head of the person spurted blood, and then the body turned into ashes, only a pile of clothes remained.