The sword is like a silver dragon.

It's like the tide of the sea.

People are like gods and demons.

The three are one, and the power that erupts at that moment is as if it is about to destroy the heavens and the earth.

At that moment, the rolling killing machine was like a substance, carrying the wind and snow sword intent and went straight to Zhu Quan's eyebrows.

Zhu Quan was deeply sunk in his eye sockets, and there was no such high-minded banter as Fang Cai.

Fear and horror.

Shocked and puzzled.

All in this moment, he was confused by his ugly face.

He didn't have time to think about it, and a hand under the black robe suddenly stretched out at this moment.

The hand was white, as thin as his face was bone.

"Hubris!!" A roar came from his mouth, a high-pitched voice.

As his words fell, his outstretched arm swelled suddenly.

Muscle after muscle bulged like a hill, and in the blink of an eye, the arm was as large as his body.

He clenched his fist and swung it out, and the terrifying power unexpectedly rolled up gusts of wind, stirring up the wind and snow.

Rumble!

With a roar, the fist met the long sword.

The wind spread out from the place where the two collided at that time, and the huge power caused the ground under Zhu Quan's feet to shatter, and his body collapsed with the shattering of the ground.

The snow on the ground was lifted up by a tremendous force, and then shattered by the exploding wind, turning into clouds of snow and mist.

Everyone was so desperate that it was difficult to see the scene in the snow and fog at this time.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

It was a very brief moment.

But for everyone present, that breath seemed so long.

Rumble.

And at the moment when everyone's hearts were raised to their throats.

After a muffled sound, a figure retreated from the snow and mist, he rushed all the way, knocking down the peach tree in the courtyard, the speed of his body did not decrease, and he hit the courtyard wall all the way, and his body was embedded in it, and then stopped.

It's Zhu Quan!

Everyone came back to their senses, and they also saw the appearance of the flying figure, and it was the Zhu family housekeeper who was arrogant.

At this moment, his thin face was sweating profusely, his black robe was broken, and under his bare skin, there were dense wounds cut by the blade.

And the most terrifying thing is that his left arm, which is already a blur of flesh and blood, like rotten flesh that has been twisted by a sharp blade, hanging on his left shoulder.

The black blood continued to flow and fall on the ground, but as if with a hot temperature, the snow piled up on the ground made a sizzling sound and melted rapidly.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

At the same time, there was a dull sound of footsteps in the snow and mist.

The shirtless man stepped out of the snow and mist.

He walked slowly, with noticeable pauses between each step and the next.

But the vast sword intent continued to gather around him as he took steps.

The wind and snow are howling.

They swept through the world wantonly, but when they got close to the man, they were cut off by an invisible sword.

He came out of the snow, but there was a little snow stain around him.

As the man approached, the shock on Zhu Quan's face was finally replaced by fear.

"How did you do it!"

"Impossible......"

"You don't deserve to be alive......"

He muttered to himself, his tone full of disbelief, or rather, even if the man was standing in front of him alive, he still didn't want to believe that what was in front of him was real.

The man didn't say anything, just continued to walk towards him.

The dull footsteps were like a sharp sword, and every time he landed, it was like a sharp sword inserted into Zhu Quan's heart, and his already pale face became more and more ugly.

As if he had suddenly thought of something, he looked at the man and said aloud in his hoarse voice.

"It's him! Right! ”

"The stubborn Ancient!"

"He's playing tricks!"

At that moment, there was no fear in his eyes, but a longing.

A thirst for answers.

The man stopped in front of Zhu Quan.

He looked down at him.

"I heard."

"The god you believe in has a relic called the Tree of Souls."

"He can return the souls of those who died in battle for him to the sacred tree, and then give him a new life."

"I don't really care about your bullshit beliefs."

"But if that's true......"

As the man said this, his body bent up, and the sword in his hand was handed forward at that time, sending it into Zhu Quan's heart.

He also leaned into Zhu Quan's ear at this time, and said softly: "Then bother you, tell your witch wishes." ”

"Song Guicheng will come soon to cut off his head."

"Just like last time."

After saying this, the sword intent condensed on the sword body suddenly exploded, shattering Zhu Quan's internal organs.

He wanted to say something, but his body was incapacitated, his eyes widened, his mouth let out a muffled snort, and his body collapsed like a deflated ball.

……

Everyone didn't see the true meaning of this Zhu Quan's move.

It is difficult for them to use themselves as a reference to measure Zhu Quan's strength, but it is conceivable that Zhu Quan, who can control so many black armors, should be above the black armor.

But it died simply and neatly at the hands of a man.

What's more, the man's sword technique cut off dozens of black armor in an instant, which can also be seen from this man's strength.

After getting rid of Zhu Quan, the man drew his sword and looked sideways at Chu Qingxiao and the others.

Just at a glance, Chu Qingxiao and the others trembled, their faces were a little pale, and for this guy who did not know his friends and enemies, but was very murderous, everyone's hearts were somewhat frightened.

The man took a step towards the group.

In the unintentional pressure that permeated the man's body, everyone couldn't even afford to run away for a long time.

In this way, he walked straight to the front of everyone.

His gaze swept over everyone and looked at Chu Yueshan.

His hand holding the sword was raised at that moment.

Chu Yueshan's face turned pale, and he subconsciously shrank his neck, and his hands were in front of him.

"Thank you." The man's voice rang out at this moment.

Chu Yueshan was stunned when he heard this, and raised his head cautiously, but saw that the man just held the sword in his hand horizontally and handed it over.

Only then did Chu Yueshan react, he trembled and stretched out his hand and carefully took the sword.

I don't know if it was because I was too nervous, but the hand holding the sword trembled so much that I tried several times in a row, but I didn't put the sword back into the sheath, and finally I could only hold it together with the scabbard.

At this time, the man turned his head again and looked at Chu Qingxiao behind Chu Yueshan.

At that time, the murderous intent on his face suddenly dissipated, and the corners of his mouth rose: "Qingxiao." ”

Chu Qingxiao was stunned for a moment, he could feel the man's sincere joy when he saw himself.

But what puzzled him was that he didn't seem to remember who he was......

Wait a minute.

At such a moment when doubts flooded his mind, Chu Qingxiao's mind suddenly clicked, and some memories began to emerge.

Xizhou Sword Armor ......

White Wool Camp ......

On a rainy night, the boy knelt in front of the camp.

The man in snow-bright armor paced back and forth, glanced at him, and said lightly.

"You want to go to war too? Kill the candle yin? ”

"That's not going to happen."

"You thin arms and legs, your sword grip is unstable, and you go to the battlefield, that is the rations of the Yin Beast."

……

"Candlesticks aren't monolithic."

"Since the ancient times were driven by the ancestral gods to the black abyss at the extreme of southern Xinjiang, the harsh environment has caused the internal division of Candle Yin."

"Chongxuan, Yin Drive, and Ming Candle are the three major clans of Candle Yin. The Yin Exorcist clan we are facing now. ”

"They are good at envoying a kind of monster called the Yin Beast, which is fierce and incomparable, and is divided into four levels: star pattern, moon pattern, dragon pattern, and god pattern according to the lines on the eyebrows."

"The Black Abyss is short of resources, they don't have the ability to raise god-pattern-level Yin beasts, dragon-level Yin beasts may have, but the number will never exceed the number of five fingers. Of course, this is not something you should be concerned about. ”

"Your opponent is a star-striped Yin Beast."

"If you really face the enemy head-on, even if it is the lowest-level Yin Beast, it will be difficult for the Three Realms martial artists to contend with."

"But the Yin Beasts have fatal flaws, they are evil products born for war, they have no reason, and it is their instinct to kill. Such instincts do not distinguish between friend and foe, and if a hundred Yin Beasts are placed in the same cage and left unattended, they will fight each other until the last one survives. Then the living will suffer with the desire to kill until he kills himself. ”

"In order to control the Yin Beast, the Yin Exorcism Clan practiced a method similar to the soul dimension, their spiritual power is strong, but most of their physical bodies are very weak."

"If we want to defeat the strong with the weak, the best way is to scold people and scold our mother first...... Phew, it's the thief who captures the king first! ”

In front of the barracks, the man crossed Erlang's legs, nibbling on steamed buns, and said slowly.

In front of him stood armoured soldiers, their hands flat with a long sword on them, their feet apart, their bodies crouched down, and their bodies were as motionless as mountains.

But a teenager standing at the front of the line.

His figure was a little thin, his feet were trembling, his forehead was covered with sweat, and the veins on both sides of his temples were bulging, and he seemed to be on the verge of passing out at any moment.

The man glanced at the boy.

"Next, let's talk about the specific battle plan, as well as the garrison scheduling to deal with the sudden attack of the candle shade."

"There's not much content, about an hour, if you can hold on, and then retell me the content of 1510, I'll let you stay."

……

"Boy, did you do well? I heard you killed three witches today? ”

"Hey, a little bit of a skill."

"Do you know how to drink?"

"If a man doesn't drink, it's better to be a dog, he didn't do it before, then it will be from today!"

"Come and tell us about your child daughter-in-law? What's the name? Zhao Nianshuang, right? ”

……

"This sword is called breaking the array! It was given to me by the city lord Xu Zhiru! It is said that if I have a favorite offspring in the future, it will be regarded as a gift for the entry! ”

"Now he's yours."

"Don't be in a hurry to kneel, your kid is not very talented, Lao Tzu accepts you as a disciple, and I always feel a little at a loss."

"So be it! ：”

"If we are all alive, you will go back to Jianyue City with Lao Tzu! If you help me correct my daughter's problem of three plus three equals eight, then I will accept you as an apprentice! ”

"Then if Lao Tzu dies, you will help me send my sword back to the Sword Tomb, then you can be regarded as a great thing for me, and I will not lose too much."

"What?"

"You said if you died before me?"

"Phew!? Don't even think about it, stinky boy. ”

……

"To be honest, I think my family will grow up after Qingqing, and it must be better looking than that Zhao Nianshuang."

"But you can't beat him! She was only six years old, and I couldn't accept that my daughter's future husband was twelve years older. ”

"Boy, if you can leave alive, remember to help me take care of her and her mother, I Song Guicheng has no one in my life, but I can't live with their mother and daughter......"

In the dilapidated barracks, the white cloth tied around his waist was still oozing blood, and the man on the haystack took a big sip of wine, then looked at the young man and said drunkly.

As he spoke, he turned to look back at the barracks.

The once crowded barracks were now sparsely populated with only a few hundred people sitting here and there, most of them with injuries.

The man's eyes suddenly reddened: "Eight thousand people, ......"

"Boy...... Eight thousand swords and armor. ”

"That's all there is left."

"What do you say those officials in the court are doing?"

"Eleven months! They are climbing, and it is time to climb from Taixuan City to Dusk! ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and smashed the bottle to the ground.

……

"Stinky boy! Don't be reckless, go back to Lao Tzu! ”

"From today on, you are the commander of the Xizhou Sword Armor White Fluff Battalion, and you are my apprentice of Song Guicheng!"

"Your revenge, when the master avenged you!"

"You kid, just live for Lao Tzu!"

On the ruined city walls, the man pushed the boy back into the retreating ranks, and then he grinned, as usual, and flew into the raging beast tide.

……

Pictures of the past rushed to Chu Qingxiao's mind like a tide at this moment.

And this time, the picture that emerged was no longer the fragmented message that had been in the past.

They are coherent and clear.

Chu Qingxiao's body trembled, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Song ......"

"Song Commander ......"