The City of Ten Thousand Battles, the City Lord's Mansion.

Compared to the liveliness of Wanzhan City, compared to the majesty of other city lords' mansions.

The City Lord's Mansion of Wanzhan City is not depressed, the gate is closed at four o'clock, and in the courtyard, weeds are reborn and fallen leaves are scattered.

Here, there were no busy servants to follow, just a few stray wild cats.

The only person in the entire City Lord's Mansion was the old man sitting in the lobby of the main hall, he was the City Lord of Ten Thousand Battles City, and he hadn't taken half a step out of the City Lord's Mansion for decades.

And at this moment, the old man sitting cross-legged stood up and looked

"It turns out that the rumors are true, and the city of ten thousand battles is about to usher in its master." The old man sighed, not showing the slightest emotion on his face.

Outside the gate, several soldiers guarding the city were slamming the door, and they wanted to tell the city lord's mansion about the ten thousand battles.

"I already know, go back." The old man replied and continued to sit down.

On this day, the entire Ten Thousand Battles City was boiling, and countless strong people went to the city gate one after another.

However, some people waited for a day and a night without seeing anyone come out of the Ten Thousand Battles, and no one saw the Ten Thousand Battles City break open.

Gradually, the crowd suspected that this was a rumor, and they lost interest.

By the second day, the gates were back in order.

It's just that from this day on, the word Wan Zhan no longer exudes coercion.

"Let's go, let's go into the city and wait for Qi Hao."

On the third day, Han Ziqing and several others also entered the city with the crowd.

"Qi Hao, he's going to be fine, right?" Chiming quacked.

"It's hard to say, it should be able to come out." Han Ziqing responded.

He doesn't know much, but he knows that the essence of Wanzhan City is in the word Wanzhan.

But he didn't know what was in those two words.

"Young Master, let's go into the city too. The man's accomplices had already entered the city, and the man should have died. The scholar persuaded.

After two days outside the city, his skin was darkened.

"The word Wan Zhan has not yet recovered his fighting spirit, which means that he is not dead. I'm going to wait here for him to come out! Zhan Li gritted his teeth.

He wants to wait for Qi Hao to come out, he wants to defeat Qi Hao as soon as possible, and then like Qi Hao, he will leave with the word "Ten Thousand Battles" and go inside.

said that Qi Hao was dead, and he didn't believe it, unless Wan Zhan regained his fighting spirit.

Gradually, only Zhan Li was left outside the city gate.

In this way, until the eighth day, even Zhan Li had doubts, could he really be dead? Why hasn't it come out yet?

"Keep waiting, I won't believe he's really dead." Zhan Li still insisted on what he wanted.

On the city wall, several soldiers were eating melon seeds and complaining about Zhan Li.

In the past few days, the word ten thousand battles has not inspired the will to fight, and without the excitement, Zhan Li has become their excitement.

In the city, there are still people talking about Qi Hao's affairs, but they are all regarded as idle chatter after tea and dinner.

... .,.

"It's the eighth day, why hasn't he stopped yet? is worthy of being the person chosen by his father-in-law, his fighting spirit is strong, and his background is so strong. It's just that this stupid boy, do you know it, the fighting intent here is that you can't kill it, and if he dies, he is really dead. ”

In the mist, the boy muttered to himself.

In the past few days, he has been staring at Qi Hao, waiting for Qi Hao to withdraw from the battle.

But Qi Hao has never planned to stop fighting. When he was injured, he hid in the crowd to heal his wounds. Once you've healed, you'll rejoin the battlefield.

Several times, Qi Hao was almost killed, and he was ready to make a move.

But Qi Hao was able to turn the danger into a disaster every time and escaped by luck.

"After fighting for eight days in a row, these fighting spirits are a little tired, and his background should be about the same. It's time to stop. ”

The boy came out of the shadows.

According to the father-in-law's instructions, when someone comes, he should appear.

It was Qi Hao who joined the battle as soon as he came in, and he watched from the sidelines.

I thought it would be over in a day or two, but I didn't want to wait so many days.

But at this moment, the injured Qi Hao moved again, rushed into the enemy's camp with lightning speed, and cut off the head of a person with a sword.

"Little brute, you are looking for death!"

"Kill him!"

The crowd was furious.

"You are all war-spirited, and you are not alive, what are you resting for? If you like to fight, then we will fight. ”

Qi Hao opened and closed widely, not taking a step back.

Behind him, the guards rushed up again, guarding Qi Hao's side.

"Hit again, this guy really won't get tired, isn't he afraid of death? Could it be that he is pushing his limits? The boy sighed, but stepped forward.

How did he know that Qi Hao was in the midst of excitement.

After fighting again and again, and after attrition, he found that the speed of transforming the Skyfeed was twice as fast.

Moreover, he also discovered a strange phenomenon, he was obviously fighting, but the meridians in his body were running on their own, exhaling on their own, and the speed was much faster than outside.

The second jade bone is about to be jadeized.

How could he give up such a benefit? If you fight here, you will save a top-grade spirit stone.

The most important thing is that the speed at which he absorbs spirit stones is not as fast as here.

After another few hours of fighting, and after the true qi in his body was exhausted, Qi Hao retreated into the crowd.

In fact, he can still squeeze himself and try where his limits are. But that was too dangerous, and he could feel that the enemy on the opposite side had a killing intent in addition to the fighting intent.

If he's not careful, he'll really hang up, he doesn't think that he can be the same as the fighting spirit here, and he will come back from the dead.

"What's your name?"

Suddenly, a voice from behind him put Qi Hao on alert in an instant, staring at him vigilantly.

I saw a young man of the same age, walking slowly.

The young man's face was like white jade, with a golden crown on his head, and his eyes opened and closed, as if there were countless stars rippling in it.

Dressed in brocade, embroidered with gold and silver threads, dazzling.

A seven-star sword in his hand, the sword intent soared to the sky.

The young man walked dignified and straight, and his footsteps fell silently. came to a nearby place and saluted Qi Hao Shi Ran.

Qi Hao returned the salute and said, "My name is Qi Hao, I didn't expect there to be a living person here, I don't know what to call Senior Brother?" ”

"I'm not a living person, and I'm not a warlord, as for my name, I don't remember it, my father-in-law calls me Jinzi, so you can call me Senior Brother Jin." The teenager responded.

Father-in-law? Gold? It's a strange name. If it is not a living person, then what is it?

Qi Hao muttered in his heart, but didn't ask more.

"Come with me!" The young man beckoned Qi Hao to go with him.

"Senior Brother Jin, where are you going to take me? The battle on my side isn't over yet. Qi Hao refused.

On the one hand, he didn't want to give up such a rare opportunity, and on the other hand, he didn't trust this Senior Brother Jin.

Although the fighting spirit has no intelligence, it is protecting him with his life.

"I can't fight anymore. The fighting spirit will also be exhausted, and they usually only fight once in a few years. If you keep fighting, these fighting spirits will dissipate somewhat. Come to think of it, there have also been hundreds of years, and no new war spirit has come in. ”

At the end, Senior Brother Jin let out a long sigh.