The morning sun crossed the city walls and sprinkled its gentle light all over the city.

The dead leaves on the ground move with the wind.

The sound of chaotic footsteps mixed with the noise resounded in the center of Black Cloud City. In the east is the Wuyi Mountain cultivator brought by the Baishi Dao Palace, in the south is the Siming Mountain cultivator from the Penglai Dao Palace, and in the north is the Jade Dragon Mountain cultivator from the Ice God Sect. The number of people ranged from three to four hundred, and as few as hundred, totaling about a thousand.

The arrival of these people broke the solemn atmosphere. When they saw the Blood Demon and the four iron golems in the middle of the city, they each exclaimed. Afterwards, they saw Li Shenyou's torn corpse.

Corpses are not uncommon in Black Cloud City, and there is no shortage of heroes in this world who challenge evil.

Four people rushed out of Siming Mountain's camp one after another, each holding a blade, and attacking the iron puppet from four directions at the same time. They all had confidence on their faces.

Turning the tide is about to fall, who else is me?

The sword crambled, and after ten breaths, all four were killed.

Under the light of the cruel black knife, there are no whole corpses.

The Blood Demon wanted to manipulate the strange orb wrapped in blood mist, unable to move, but it didn't prevent him from uttering mocking words in a strange tone, "Hey, this is not an old acquaintance Lan and a real person. Your Razor Demon Immortal Light is truly powerful. Why don't you come over to slay the demons?"

Lan He Zhenren's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he whispered to the cultivators of Jade Dragon Mountain, waving his hands and feet from time to time, as if he was making some plans.

Soon, a group of people rushed out of Lan and Zhenren's side.

Du Lengqiu counted carefully, there were nine people in total.

It struck him as strange. The four iron golems were back to back, leaving a very narrow position for people to attack head-on, and there was simply no way for so many people to do it together. In fact, no matter if you have ten or a hundred people, there will always be only four people who can stand in front of the iron golem in the end. That is, one person in each direction. That's why there are only four people on the Siming Mountain side.

The cultivators of Jade Dragon Mountain were quick to explain, not in words, but in their own actions. One of them was in front, mainly fighting, and the other was behind, making a vigilant posture.

They didn't want to attack, but they wanted to lure the iron golem out of the way and make the opponent stretch the line. As long as the iron puppet distances away, the big guys will swarm together, ensuring that the other party will be crushed into slag.

However, this is only a good wish.

Iron golems don't go beyond the thunder pool.

When they step forward, the iron golem attacks, and when they retreat, the iron golem does not move.

It's like Leonidas, who was sticking to the hot springs, and his three hundred good friends, let the Persians flatter and provoke in every way, but they didn't take the initiative to attack.

In this way, it was difficult for tens of thousands of Persian coalition troops to advance an inch, and the same was true for the cultivators of Jade Dragon Mountain.

In a final effort, they lifted the ninth cultivator up and threw it into the air, passing through the iron golem's defenses and directly attacking the immobile Blood Fiend.

It's a very creative approach. When there is no way to use the earth, flying in the air is a good choice.

However, the moment he landed, the god-destroying crossbow shot from behind the four iron golems had pierced his heart.

He fell at the feet of the Blood Fiend. His companions either died by the blade or retreated in despair.

The Blood Demon looked down at his dead expression and let out a shrill laugh, "Dear Lan and Zhenren, are you going to laugh at me to death? Don't you know how powerful the iron puppet is? Your skin is thicker than the walls of Black Cloud City. ”

As if disgusted with this statement not being ruthless enough, the Blood Demon smiled again, "Please forgive me for insulting the walls of Black Cloud City, they can't be compared to their cheeks at all. I don't think even the iron puppet's long knife can cut through it. Why don't you come up and verify it now?"

The faces of everyone in Jade Dragon Mountain were like dirt, and Lan and Zhenren lowered their heads, carefully studying the ants who were in love under their feet, as if they were ready to learn some clever moves from them.

After speaking, he glanced at the south again and pursed his lips, "Jinglong Zhenren of Penglai Dao Palace, we have a relationship in Jiuxian Mountain." Why don't you bring someone up to catch up on the old days? Or are you going to stare me to death with your eyes? haha......"

Jinglong Zhenren of Penglai Dao Palace didn't hear it, he closed his eyes and cultivated his mind.

In the silence, only the absurd laughter of the Blood Demon echoed.

At this time, the people of Jiuxian Mountain had also arrived, and there were about three or four hundred people. Du Lengqiu glanced at it and found that Zheng Yu was also among them, and couldn't help but let go of a worry.

A few days ago, the Blood Demon made a big disturbance in the Nine Immortals Mountain, slapping the face of the Wanhua Sect, and many people's relatives and friends died. At this moment, when they saw the blood demon, the crowd was shocked, and there was no need for Gongbu Zhenren to greet them, so more than a dozen people came out of the crowd and rushed over fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, they were killed by the iron puppet and fled in embarrassment.

At this point, everyone was gray, although they didn't want to admit it, they also knew that they were afraid that they would be more auspicious.

The Bloodfiend didn't stop yet.

While manipulating the formation, he sneered and teased, "Warriors, don't be discouraged. You've got bird droppings on your heads, and you've come to slay demons with the stinky farts of weasels. Actually, you have another way to win. As long as you are willing to sacrifice, you can grab the blade of the iron golem with your hands. If one person can't catch it, two people, if it doesn't work, two hundred, there will always be a chance. ”

Seeing that everyone was silent, the Blood Demon sneered, "Look, this is the inferior nature of your human race." When you face an invincible enemy, you don't have the courage to fight to the death, and you have to kneel down habitually. ”

"You are doomed to be eliminated. ”

As time passed, a faint blood-colored mist slowly thickened. Everyone only felt as if their hearts were being grabbed by a big hand, squeezed fiercely, and the atmosphere became more and more depressing.

Beads of sweat grew on Yingxian's forehead. He knew it was the fear of death. The situation at the moment is embarrassing. Either you will be hacked to death by the iron golem, or you will silently wait to be killed by the formation.

In times of despair, people hope that a hero will come down from the sky to put an end to all this suffering.

Where are the heroes?

Du Lengqiu pondered for a long time, and finally raised his feet and took the first step.

He walked slowly, step by step, always on his own.

Quiet.

Except for Du Lengqiu's footsteps, there was no noise around.

Everyone raised their heads and stared at Du Lengqiu's every move. Lan and Zhenren stopped staring at the ants, and Jinglong Zhenren also opened his eyes.

Among the people in Wuyi Mountain, Yan Yuxiu suddenly clenched her fists, her eyes were as bright as sparks, "I have a hunch that he will definitely win." And this battle, there will be legends in future generations. In the tense atmosphere, no one paid attention to her. Although many cultivators had chased after her, calling her Wuyi Sixiu.

Zheng Yu's eyes were complicated, his lips moved lightly, and he sighed: "Young Master Qiu......"

Du Lengqiu didn't know anything behind him, he was getting closer and closer to the Blood Demon.

He saw the iron puppet's six arms and six long knives, and remembered the lightning-fast god-destroying crossbow, and a burst of hot and wet sweat broke out in his palm. He stared at the raised wooden sword in his hand with deep eyes, and asked himself, "With a wooden sword, can I really cut through this difficulty?"

The Blood Demon was also infected by the atmosphere, and looked up in his busy life. Seeing Du Lengqiu rushing into battle alone, he couldn't help but laugh at him, "Are you crazy? ”

Du Lengqiu turned a deaf ear to all this.

The cold touch of the wooden sword reminded him of the day he first held the sword. That was a few months ago, and although it wasn't that far away, it felt like a lifetime ago.

What kind of sword is that?

Hmm, I remember. It was an ordinary green steel sword given by the Surabaya swordsman Lu Simian, a hilt made of boxwood, five taels of silver each.

Du Lengqiu's thoughts aimlessly recalled the past!

Yes, after joining the pilgrimage to Xuanyuan Sword Immortal, every day and night, I was under the campfire, in the carriage, in the woods, on the top of the mountain, in the rain, in the fog, never stopped, never stopped.

The swordsmanship has improved rapidly, and in the end, my swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle, and the sword slashes the iron demon queen god.

But this is not enough, in the world of Yitian, I still practice the sword non-stop, surpassing myself again above the peak, slashing boulders with a wooden sword. Even the elders of the Wuyi Sword Sect had to retreat in shame in front of my swordsmanship.

But today, in the face of the iron puppet that the immortals of the Flying Wonderland also have to fear, can I really win?

Can I really break through the net of six long knives?

Can I dodge the lightning-fast God-Slayer Crossbow?

Can I really win?

It's a matter of life and death!

My incarnation of white bones is still practicing in the magma at the center of the earth, and if I die, the incarnation cannot exist alone. I will disappear from this world completely, like a cicada in winter, falling into the cold wind and turning into dust.

Du Lengqiu's straight back was slightly curved.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming from behind.

turned around, it was Zhao Tong and Li Wei.

Zhao Tong showed an open-minded smile, which was a transparency of life and death, "We are brothers." ”

Li Wei carried the spear in one hand, strode over and stood shoulder to shoulder with Du Lengqiu, and said with a smile: "Life and death together." ”

Du Lengqiu smiled, "It turns out that I'm not alone. His back straightened slowly.

"If a swordsman puts down his sword, what will become of him? Wander around the Qinglou like a useless Aji, make a big teapot, or hang like a cliff in a small black house and make a dead house?"

"That's because they don't understand. ”

"The only person who can limit a person is himself. ”

"The world can limit a person only because he is weak-willed. As big as a person's heart is, there is as much strength as possible. ”

"Everything in the world exists because of the heart. ”

He laughed, his mind cleared, like a clear sky after rain.

He raised his hand, threw the wooden sword in his hand into the air, and rubbed his body and ran over amid the exclamations of the onlookers. The iron puppet's six arms waved rapidly, and in the whistling sound, a cold sword shadow rippled in the air.

Du Lengqiu put his left hand together, and his five fingers had already grasped the blade. The sharp long knife instantly cut through the flesh, and the blood splattered to the phalanges. Du Lengqiu's body curled up into a ball and flashed through the knife net. Although he had done his best, he was stabbed in the back again, revealing a silver spine.

In a flash of lightning, he had passed through the line and raised his right hand high.

Bloodfiend's eyes widened in disbelief. Under the blade of the iron puppet, there was a continuous slashing of flesh, which broke his perception of the world.

Du Lengqiu raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Qi San greetings you!"

The wooden sword slashed through a leisurely curve and fell.

Under the blade of the sword, there is no cold light iron clothing, no angry spirit that breaks people's eyebrows, no heroic move names, and even no wind!

The Blood Fiend's head flew high, blood spilling in all directions.

When the boom sounded.

The jade orb cracked a streak, and then shattered with a bang. The formation that locked the vitality in Black Cloud City suddenly became invalid. In an instant, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi frantically poured into Black Cloud City. The clear blue sky instantly refracted colorful light, pulling this side of heaven and earth from hell to heaven.