Outside the field is a flat fertile field, and there is a river that meanders down from the upper spirit plant. The brook flows and the soil irrigates the adjacent grassland, and the best Qishan water cultivates lush willow forests on both sides, and in autumn there are half-man-tall golden rape fields.

This is the favorite pasture field of the horses of Qishan County.

It is the home of the teenagers of Qishan County who grow up among the lawns and flowers, and the young people who courted the women they love. It was until one day when they died of old age, and the memories were still spotless.

But all this, like a fine porcelain plate, was rounded and smashed fiercely.

There was a group of people walking in a hurry above the fertile field, and the crowd was mixed, including an old woman holding her grandson in her hands, and a woman in ragged clothes. There are men who have been saddled with some belongings. There are children in the crowd who are half-sensible but have a pathetic expression that does not match their age.

The crowd fled in silence, most of their faces with expressions of sadness rather than death.

There was a "whoosh" "whoosh" "whoosh" sound in the sky and a terrible chirping sound in the air, in the face of this scalp-numbing sound, too many people had no strength to dodge, and they silently dragged their extremely tired bodies forward.

Then he was shot down one by one by a rain of arrows falling from the sky!

An old man dragged his crippled feet, he avoided the death of too many times in the first half of his life, but at this moment the god of death did not come with mercy. A sharp arrow pierced through his head horizontally, and then with a huge habitual name, he pinned his whole body to the ground from the side. It's like a long banner of Vedon.

An old woman's body was pierced by a long arrow, and she was taken out of the distance, only to be pierced by a sharp arrow, and the only remaining vitality continued to push her granddaughter who came to her with her hands, and the hand that used to be able to chop wood and pick up the fire to cook the meal, but she could no longer push the ponytail girl who was only skinned and fleshed by her body. Unable to push her away, the little girl was swept off her head by the cavalry who arrived later.

A couple held hands and moved forward in silence, they had been supporting each other all the way since the time of their escape, sharing each other's sorrows and despairs, and supporting each other on the way to escape. Families who live happily and happily in the city, and even sometimes have a man who can drink flower wine once, cannot understand their pathetic state of mind that a bowl of porridge has to be divided into two halves along the way. They fled silently, with only one silent thought, that is, to be able to hold hands and live together like this. Then the man was pierced through the heart by a vicious arrow from behind.

The woman could suddenly feel the sinking of the hand holding her hand, which was the kind of extremely sinking force.

Her eyes glazed forward, and she dragged forward several times, unable to drag her body and the fallen body next to her.

Then she turned her head, her eyes, so tired that it was almost impossible to grieve anymore, finally red with grief. But she didn't reflexively howl and cry, she didn't fall to the ground and mourn the funeral. Instead, he broke free of his clenched hands, and continued to move forward with the surviving people with red eyes.

What kind of attachment and love can live and die together, and what kind of courage does it take to let go of the hand that is grasped, face the departure of the people around him, and live alone with his thoughts.

Life is a swan song of a thousand facets here.

The cavalry behind him is armed with a sniper longbow, this kind of bow is extremely huge, the sniper arrow is half a person long, and the power of the fire is extremely terrifying, often even the strongest person is bound to be nailed to the ground by an arrow. The force required to pull such a bow and arrow is extremely strong, which shows that these pursuers are all of extraordinary strength.

"The castle is ahead, hurry over, as long as you can enter the castle, everyone will be saved"

When the people at the front of the fleeing team saw that the castle was close at hand, they immediately struggled to move forward as if they had burst out of the remaining potential in their lives, and at this time, for everyone, the Qishan County Castle was their life-saving straw.

There were probably hundreds of fugitives, and there were only about a hundred or so riders who followed the pursuit, but they were not in a hurry to shoot the next wave of arrows, but chased after them as if they were playing, and there was a faint laughter, "The woman in the middle looks quite good, I'll keep it later, and the man next to him will shoot him to death first!"

This group may have numbered a thousand people at first, but after being chased by this group of men and horses, slaughtered along the way, and now, in the end, there are only two or three hundred people, and the number is still decreasing sharply. The man in front of the rider kept an unhurried pursuit, while the man behind him was looking for someone who had been pierced by a long arrow on the way and had not died. Along the way, they even stripped the clothes of a few dying women, and plundered them with silver.

Above the barrier of the spiritual planting field, everyone's eyes were split.

When Yang Ze climbed the wall of the fortress, the crowd that had just seen the fleeing finally moved to the bottom of the castle. A person looked at the people on the wall with tears in his eyes and grief, "We are from the Shen Kingdom, who knew that we were baptized by this gang of fierce gods overnight, please help!

At this time, he rode around these praying refugees, came to the castle moat and drawbridge with high spirits, looked at the famous Qishan Spirit Plantation from afar, and said arrogantly, "Orthodox Sect, the Great Sect is here to purge the heretics, and the idlers are not allowed to interfere!

As soon as his words fell, he stepped forward and swung his knife out, cutting off half of the head of the man who had just begged and shouted.

Countless people who were too tired to avoid the long arrows, but finally trudged to live, on the long road of teasing and slaughter, carefully passing through this grassland that was finally stained with their own dirty blood, when they looked at the castle from afar. I thought that the hope of survival was close at hand.

But they were shouted by this blatant warning, but their last hope was cut in half like the tragedy of that knife. In the end, they will have to face the most terrible horrors of their lives, the men and the old will be cleaved to pieces, and the women will be humiliated to death. Powerful enemies will play with them like lambs, inch by inch, and let them experience what is the most humiliating pain and death. And that's always been their forte, and they're happy to do it.

The people who were originally silently walking towards the castle, when they finally knew that they were inevitably dead, their bodies that were so tired that they did not want to dodge in the face of sharp arrows were now full of endless courage to survive. They suddenly went crazy and pounced on the rider of the Great Yue Sect beside them, bursting out with their last life potential. Some people were chopped into mashed meat on the spot, but some still dragged some riders off their horses and then used all their strength to tear each other's ears, eyes, **.

Suddenly, the screams rang out.

Under the anger of the riders of the Great Yue Sect, they fired the bows and arrows in their hands mercilessly, and people were constantly shot on the spot, but this group of people who were humiliated, played, and tortured to death finally broke out an amazing counterattack, and many riders were dragged into the crowd by them, but correspondingly also aroused the fierce surnames of these characters who have always ruthlessly harvested human lives like piglets, and immediately a large number of people were shot down and cut in half by long knives.

This tragic situation was reflected in the eyes of the people in the Spirit Plant, and it was like a sting pain like thousands of knives cone into the eyeballs.

Yang Ze's heart was as hot as a burning knife, his eyes were red, but he was extremely unusually calm, "Put down the drawbridge and let them in." ”

"I can't help it!" the archdeacon of the planting field cried out bitterly, "The name of the leader of the team is Cao Ji, and he is the Dharma envoy of the Great Yue Sect! He has always carried out the task of eradicating dissidents in the Great Yue Sect, and if he openly helps these people who have been recognized as pagans, he is afraid that he will not be able to protect the Qishan Plantation Field!

No matter how much the Great Yue Sect squeezed and pressed the Qishan Spirit Plantation Farm step by step, at least the two sides did not openly tear their faces. It's like knowing that a wolf has caught his eyes on him and wants to eat himself, and in the face of his invasion of the territory and urging and oppressing step by step, at least before the official break, the Qishan Spirit Plantation still can't act rashly, so as not to be pinched by the other party, showing his hideous fangs and biting it.

The Great Sect is like a greedy wolf with no end in sight, and behind the wolf is the Orthodox Sect that can no longer be described as greedy.

From the perspective of the people of Qishan County, even if they know that the other party covets their own industry, even if they know that the other party's appetite is to take these wealth as their own.

But they still think that if they take half a step back in anger today, and half a step back in anger tomorrow, and don't let the other party get the truth, then in the face of Lang Lang Qiankun, it is impossible for the other party to blatantly kill and forcibly take it, so where is the truth of the surname of the world?

Therefore, it is better to retreat and sacrifice some of the dignity that has been accumulated in the spirit planting field for a hundred years, so it is better to retreat and sacrifice some principles in the face of the slaughter like the slaughter of the silver and the meat grinder below. The other party will always stop, and the other party will always reach the moment when the reason is untenable.

Therefore, the people of the Great Yue Sect are aware of the thoughts of the people up and down in the Spirit Plantation Field at this time, they are used to seeing the dark side of human beings, and they know what kind of mentality human beings will have when they face fear and power, and they are always masters of indulging people's hearts. So they can look at the people of the spiritual field on the city wall as they look at the wolves that slaughter the lamb on the ground. smiled fiercely, and thought in his heart: It seems that the wife of Luo Xiong, the lord of Qishan County, is a well-known beauty.

As soon as they came to kill the women who had insulted the silver and insulted these pagans with rough skin and dirty skin, they had long been tasteless and tasteless. Only the patriarchs of the Orthodox Church know what kind of experience it is to play with the body of a noble lady who has flogged the fallen land, and it is a soul-making experience. It is in line with the supreme experience of the Orthodox devotional.

So they waited for that day in their veins

"The Great Sect cleared out the heretics, but there was an intervention, and there was no forgiveness for killing!" Seeing the abnormal movement on the city wall, the riders of the Great Sect shouted again, if it weren't for the fact that the sect had already explained that this Qishan County would sooner or later become a place where everyone could do whatever they wanted, they were more willing to turn to the castle with the knives and arrows in their hands, and rush to kill this already very dazzling planting field, which was far more interesting than torturing and killing the group of refugees in front of them. The difference lies in when the Great Sect defined the people of Qishan County as pagans.

"Kill your mother!"

With this roar, many riders below who were finishing up the slaughter of the refugees, and even those who felt that it was inconvenient to dismount and swing their long knives on their horses, immediately stagnated.

Then they saw a black shadow rising from the city wall, and then a ventilation turn in mid-air, and suddenly swept down the five-zhang high fortress wall. A black sword that was dark but exuded a simple killing aura instantly split the throat of the rider who had just shouted. The hideous expression on his face was still in place, but his eyes were full of disbelief.

He is considered to be the most powerful figure in this group of riders, just now he saw this black shadow jumping, the cold light flashed, and he had subconsciously avoided it, but even with his reaction, he did not avoid this sword in the end. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, based on what he had seen in his life, he wouldn't have believed that someone's sword was so fast.

Yang Ze landed with his sword, shouting at the rider's body, which had lost its vitality rapidly, before falling diagonally into the air. The moment he landed, Yang Ze had already rushed towards the team of riders with his sword. There was no nonsense, and the silent coldness, accompanied by a powerful aura, slashed towards the people of the Great Yue Sect.

It was a killing.

Only the strong use the word killing against the weak, as this cavalry did to this group of pagan refugees.

Yang Ze didn't want to have too much nonsense with this group of people, if he wanted the other party to explain everything in front of him, he would use his life to explain!

The person who had just raised his knife to slash head-on at the mother and child who were protecting the child in his arms. A man who had just pulled a sharp weapon out of a man's belly. A man who had just shot a refugee to the ground with a bow. When Yang Ze staggered over, there was a sound of muscles being violently torn apart and cut in his throat. I watched the hot blood gushing out of my body cavity. Finally, he fell to the ground.

Until Yang Ze killed twelve or thirteen people in a row. The big men reacted quickly, and they were immediately aroused by the murderous surname, and they stabbed one after another. Those tricky knife techniques are all yin damage routes that cut off limbs and arms, and it seems that Yang Ze has killed him red-eyed, and he is bound to cut off his hands and feet for this person who dares to come forward to provoke the Great Yue Sect, and then there are hundreds of ways to slowly torture him as well as death.

But they ended up misestimating their opponents. This man was clearly not the same as the opponent they had encountered as they roamed around the neighborhood.

In Yang Ze's hands, Gu Hao immediately transformed into a swimming black dragon. Wherever he passed, no one could stop his sword.

These are all good hands in the realm of the Great Sect of Consciousness, and any of them are absolutely good, and some of them have even reached the level of earthly cultivation.

But I saw Yang Zeyun sword flick up, and slashed on the long knives of seven people in a row, and each time he hit one person, he took advantage of the sword collision to not touch the ground, and flew obliquely with an extremely strange turn.

The seven people obviously blocked his sword, but it was like being struck by lightning, and the true qi of the thunder infusion body quickly shook his internal organs into a ball of flesh. When the seven fell to the ground, they were no longer breathing.

Yang Ze slashed into the crowd that was caught off guard, and the sword aura overflowed, bang, Yang Ze is like an extremely hard stone, with extremely strong force, blasted into the thin mud, people are like splashing mud spots, those who touch it will fly, and those who touch it will die! The power is like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of the people, and the momentum is slightly weaker, and it is already difficult to even stand firm.

"In the next great sect Cao Ji, who is Your Excellency?

Cao Ji scolded angrily, and in panic, he held a spirit pattern bone spear and stabbed Yang Ze who was approaching him at high speed. In fact, he has long been frightened, and this blow has been a lifelong effort.

As a second-order spirit weapon, the Spirit Pattern Bone Spear and Yang Ze Gu Mao's Black Sword Gold and Iron struck, and Cao Ji's face immediately became shocked!

What was shocking was not that this blow was quickly disintegrated and urged by Yang Ze, but that the true qi actually rushed into the opponent's black sword without hindrance, as if entering a no-man's land, but it did not send a huge damage to the opponent's body, but swam along the black sword in a circle, and actually attacked his bone spear intact. What's even more terrifying is that at this time, the other party's true qi is followed by ten thousand soldiers!

Bump!

Cao Ji took three steps back. The spirit pattern bone spear in his hand was broken inch by inch. He stood still for a moment, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of dirty blood, faintly visible some of his broken organs. It can be known that at this time, he was inside the body, which was tantamount to experiencing an explosion.

And then he fell to the ground!

Yang Ze stood with his sword in his hand, and nearly half of the people of the Great Yue Sect had fallen behind him. The rest of the people were either crippled or injured, and at this time, it seemed that their identities were reversed, and the arrogance just now became like refugees, and they faced the cultivator in front of them in horror who was so powerful that they trembled.

The archdeacon in the castle behind him had a miserable face, "What can I do, what can I do, what can I do" Then as if thinking of a life-saving straw, he jumped up from the paralyzed ground, pointed to Yang Ze in the distance, and shouted with a frightened face, "It's him, he did all this, it has nothing to do with our Qishan, hand him over, don't make a noise, we have to treat him as a hero" Then his face became extremely dark and hideous," Then send another person to tell the informant and tell the Great Sect that the person has been stabilized by us, and we only need to do our best to inform the Orthodox Sect of the Holy Land, and we can arrest him, ha, haha, Qishan has been saved."

Luo Xiong grabbed him by the collar, mentioned it in front of him, and raised his hand to "Bang!" and "Bang!" two extremely loud slaps. His face was swollen and dizzy.

Luo Xiong then pushed him towards the warriors in the plantation field, and shouted in a deep voice, "Immediately lock up this extremely stupid person for me and keep him strictly guarded!"

Luo Xiong looked out of the arena and drew the saber at his waist.

The people around him, who realized what he was going to do, suddenly exclaimed in pain, "Owner!" "Master!"

Luo Xiong tried his best to suppress the huge agitation brought about by this scene and Yang Ze's life-seeking black sword on the field at this moment, turned around and looked at everyone's worried, frightened and frightened faces with great solemnity, and said, "Everyone, don't forget, what has the Great Yue Sect done over the years! Xiao Liu, how did your father die, do you remember?"

Of course, the young samurai named Koroku knew that his father was one of the escorts who had been hijacked from the plant farm and was finally found in the wilderness. Only when you see the people closest to you cruelly show yourself in front of you like this, can you understand what kind of sadness it is. After that, Da Yuezong handed over a warning letter, and the initiator of this incident was naturally about to come out.

And Da Yuezong's move, of course, is to make Qishan County unable to hold his breath. Of course, if they endure it this time, then next, and then next, there will be more and more unacceptable follow-ups, one after another, until the last trace of the bottom line of the spirit planting field is punctured. The Great Saying Sect will effortlessly beat them into heretics, and then turn this place into a killing field again.

Luo Xiong's eyes were full of grief and indignation, "They won't let us go! Everyone is too naïve! We are too naïve." The wolf will not be satisfied and give up because you cut a piece of meat! Their goal is the hundred-year foundation of our ancestors! It is the woman of our spiritual plant, don't forget that we once supplied supplies to Shen and Lü, and the Orthodox Church defined Shen and Lü as pagan countries, so sooner or later we will be called heretics under such a name! That is the end of our spirit plant!"

"No", "how is it possible" People shook their heads, but in the end, they sadly found that even they couldn't convince themselves.

Some people even thought of the situation in which they would one day become refugees below, and immediately lost their minds and despaired. Tears of pathos.

Luo Xiong's last eyes fell on the invincible figure of the blocker below, "The only thing we can rely on now is only one person!"

Luo Xiong took his sword and fell down the city tower, "Qishan boys, open the city gate, let people in, the others, kill me out, don't get out of the way!"

"Kill!" on the barrier.

"Kill!"

"Kill!" the fortress martial arts arena. The Qishan warriors gathered everywhere raised their weapons in their hands, their eyes red as bloodthirsty. Bang bang!

The soft-footed voice sounded, and countless remnants of the Great Yue Sect who had already been killed by Yang Ze were terrified, and when they saw the tower of the castle suspension bridge, the grieving warriors struggled to shake their moat and lower the moat suspension bridge. The gates of the city slowly opened.

Countless crowds of Qishan warriors dressed as fierce warriors charged out under the leadership of the owner Luo Xiong holding a stainless steel sword!

This is the most beautiful picture scroll in Qishan County, where thousands of miles of birds and flowers are fragrant in the fertile wilderness.

(To be continued)