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But this is a battlefield after all, and the role of one person is minimal, and although he has killed many people in this extremely short period of time, it still has no impact on the entire battle situation.

The young man's side was still losing ground and was about to be slaughtered.

The enemy's general seemed to notice this, and with a finger of his hand, two people on horseback led dozens of soldiers to rush forward.

Seeing this, the young man's eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, and the moment he grasped the sword, he felt that he had become calm, and no one in this world could shake his mind.

"Kill!"

Two men on war horses, armed with spears, shouted loudly and rushed towards it first.

"Kill!" shouted dozens of soldiers behind him.

They are all veterans who have been on the battlefield all year round, and each of them has at least ten lives in their hands, plus there are many people, and under the explosion of murderous energy, this shout is enough to frighten people's hearts.

But that's for the average person, and young men are clearly not among them.

The murderous aura did not affect his judgment, his eyes were still unwavering, and at the moment when the team of people rushed over, he directly dodged and rushed into the crowd at an accelerated speed.

When the soldiers on horseback saw this, they were not surprised or rejoiced, and one person rushed into the ranks of dozens of people not looking for death or something?

But the next moment he knew how wrong his idea was.

The young man rushed into the crowd, his figure flickering and his long sword connecting the dots, and the sword light connected into a phantom, which made people dizzy.

With every flash of the sword, one person died.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen soldiers died, and the two soldiers on horseback were even more furious when they saw this, and rushed towards the young man with spears in hand.

At the moment when the two spears approached, the young man was short, his waist was bent back, at least he was gliding against the ground, and at the same time, the sword swept away, and blood splattered everywhere.

The two horses neighed in pain, and their bodies fell forward uncontrollably.

The two soldiers were startled, but it was the young man who directly cut off the horse's leg with a sword.

But both of them are experienced in a hundred battles, and they have so much combat experience that their bodies rush out in an instant, and they don't give young men a chance to seize their flaws.

But the young man's target was not them, and at the moment when the two soldiers rushed out, he turned and entered the crowd, his sword flashed, and the soldiers around him all covered their necks, staring at each other in disbelief.

When the two soldiers looked back and saw this scene, their eyes were split, and they wanted to dismantle the young man to vent their hatred!

The two of them yelled, turned around and rushed towards the young man.

Taking advantage of this time, the young man reaped the lives of several more soldiers.

Less than ten soldiers were left looking at him with horrified expressions, not daring to take another step.

At this moment, two soldiers were killed, and with a flick of their spears, they attacked the young man on the left and right.

The young man's eyes were flat, as if he had not two spears in front of him, but wood.

"Whoosh".

It was the sound of a sword slicing through the air.

The next moment, the two soldiers were clutched to their throats, blood running down their palms, and they glared at the young man, as if they wanted to say something, but they died without saying anything.

When the young man's eyes fell on the remaining soldiers, they looked panicked, but the consequences of deserting on the battlefield made them hesitate to do anything.

At this moment, the former general seemed to notice this, and the young man's side was almost surrounded and suppressed, so he led a large army to rush here.

When the soldiers beside the young man saw that reinforcements were coming, they did not know where the courage came from, and they raised their swords and rushed towards him.

The young man ignored them, his eyes fixed on the general and the army behind him.

The sword in his hand seemed to slash in the air a few times at random, and blood splattered out.

The young man stood silently, waiting for the enemy to come, and he did not flee, for he knew that it was useless to escape, and that he instinctively did not want to do so.

The general soon approached the young man, and seeing that he was not flustered, he nodded at him, as if admiring his courage.

But that's the end of it, the army behind him is imminent, no matter what, he feels that the man in front of him can't escape from the palm of his hand.

With a wave of his palm, the army behind him knew what he meant, and surrounded the young man.

The general looked at the man, as if wondering what he would do.

The young man looked at the general and gave him the answer with the sword in his hand.

"Puff puff", that's the sound of blood splattering.

Even if he is surrounded by 10,000 people, he will not give up.

Countless weapons stabbed out at the same time around him, making his dodge range smaller and smaller, and the wounds on his body became more and more.

But this still couldn't stop him, his eyes were ancient, and every swing of his sword would take away a life, like death.

There were more and more wounds on his body, but more and more people he killed, the armor on his body had long been shattered, and the clothes inside had also become bloody clothes, and the blood on them was not only his own, but more of the enemy's.

There was a heavy amount of blood in the air, but the young man's expression remained the same, as if it was not he who was injured, and he waved the sword in his hand numbly, he himself did not know how many lives he had harvested.

The faces of the generals on the periphery gradually became serious, and he did not believe that the young man would hold on forever.

But sometimes the reality is always the opposite.

There were fewer and fewer people around the man, and there were more and more corpses around him.

The general's face finally became a little panicked, but he had no other choice but to pray that the man would die first.

Otherwise, he would have died.

The young man was still wielding his sword, each sword was so unremarkable, but it always took a life.

He couldn't remember how many swords he swung, from the ease at the beginning, to the pain in his arms later, each sword seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties, and by now, he was numb, and there was no feeling in his arm.

His chest twitched rapidly, it was also a great burden for him, maybe he would not be able to support it in the next moment, but then death awaited him.

He will never die, and he cannot die.

Because he vaguely felt that there was something he hadn't done, but he couldn't remember what it was.

But that's enough, that's what motivates him.

After another slash, he found that there was no one around.

This made him stunned slightly, and then looked forward.

I saw the remaining soldiers standing beside the general, looking at him with fearful eyes.

He scanned around and found that it was full of corpses.

He stepped on the corpses, step by step towards the general.

The sound of his footsteps seemed to them to strike them like the death knell of death, and they tried to run, only to find that their legs were not at all.

The horses under the general neighed uneasily, but they did not dare to move.

At last, the young man approached them, and the general roared, and drew his sword with all his strength, and was about to stab it with the thought of dying together.

But that was the end of it, yes, that was the end of his life.

A sword light flashed, just like the previous sword lights, simple and pure.

After this sword, only himself and the corpses were left on the battlefield.

The young man's face was pale, and he looked at the blood-colored sky with the long sword that had been curled and broken, and gradually closed his eyes, and his consciousness fell into darkness......

......

Xiao Baiyi's consciousness gradually returned, and he opened his eyes, and there was a blank look in his eyes.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man pointed at Xiao Baiyi.

Xiao Baiyi's expression was shocked, the blankness in his eyes disappeared, and in an instant, he understood what had happened before.

"Senior, was that before?" he asked, looking at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man nodded, "Yes, that's you, although what you experienced before was just an illusion, but if you die there, then you are really dead." ”

Xiao Baiyi was a little surprised: "No wonder I think that illusion is extremely real, and I am completely immersed in it." ”

You can also understand it the same way, because in a way it can also be said to be true. The middle-aged man nodded in acknowledgement.

Xiao Baiyi couldn't help but feel a little emotional when he heard this, thinking of the young man in the illusion, that is, Xiao Baiyi himself, and the corpses all over the ground, he couldn't help but sigh a little.

Even he himself couldn't count how many people he had killed in it, and in the end it was not only physically numb, but also mentally numb.

The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Baiyi with approving eyes and said: "You are very good, I thought that you could hold on for a while, but I didn't expect you to be able to do this, I was afraid that you would end up sinking into killing and losing yourself, but I didn't expect you to be so determined, and you can maintain a trace of clarity in the end." ”

The middle-aged man's eyes were full of approval when he looked at Xiao Baiyi, and he felt more and more that he had gone lucky and got such a successor, Xiao Baiyi's natural will and heart were the best choice, which made him full of joy.

Xiao Baiyi smiled bitterly, in the end, he thought that he would be lost in it, but in his heart, he always felt that there was one thing waiting for him to do, so he could maintain that last trace of clarity.

Forgetting himself in the illusion, Xiao Baiyi can vaguely remember this matter, you can imagine how important this matter is to him.

If he can't find that girl, then he won't be at ease in this life, this is his obsession.

The middle-aged man interrupted Xiao Baiyi's memories in a loud voice, "Okay, my time is running out, you have passed all my tests perfectly, these tests are all set by me for heart, strength, talent, will and other aspects, you have done a good job in these aspects, I have nothing to say about choosing you to be my successor, but you have to remember that in this world, strength is supreme, and with strength, you can do whatever you want." ”

Xiao Baiyi looked at the middle-aged man's increasingly illusory figure and nodded heavily.

"Next, you have a good understanding. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Xiao Baiyi to react, the middle-aged man pointed at his eyebrows again.