"Welcome back of the major general!"

The shepherd baby looked at the 130,000 iron horses, speechless for a while, there was a warmth surging in the bottom of his heart, they were very strange, but very familiar, and even some of the faces still had the scars left by the war, the faces that should have been frightening, but at this time they showed a smile that the shepherd baby would never forget.

Is this his home? Maybe I recognized the wrong person, how could I be the young general, I was just an ordinary shepherd baby.

It seems like a dream, but he longs for it, but he doesn't dare, since his grandfather disappeared, he has been a family all over the world, and he also wants to be someone else's child, even if it's a waste?

He will also envy those children, who can eat familiar meals three times a day, many people are accustomed to the current life, and over time they forget the true meaning of happiness, and one day they can no longer eat the food made by that familiar person, and then look back, it is already a matter of fact.

The shepherd's tears fell from his eyes, and as time went on, a few drops fell on the rainbow bridge, and all the grievances and expectations in his heart were vented at this moment.

The shepherd baby is more like a stray puppy at this time, and when he sees that someone is willing to adopt, he will reveal the scar, not because he did it intentionally, but because he is too eager for love.

The barefoot sword fairy looked at the young man in front of him, and felt a faint pain in his heart, he had endured everything that he shouldn't have endured at this age.

The barefoot sword fairy got up, and then kicked his right foot, and appeared in front of the purple-robed man, Thomas saw the person, and he was also interested, and the broken blue throne flew back to the inner gate tower of the academy again, and Thomas also retreated to the shepherd baby.

"I didn't expect the national teacher to come, and with that faint king, aren't you afraid that one day you will follow in the footsteps of the general?" Barefoot Sword Immortal Dao.

"I'm no different from your general, just do my duty." The national teacher said.

Yes, both of them are so stupid and loyal, if the general was willing to go out and set up his own mountain, how could he have fallen to this.

In fact, the barefoot sword fairy also admires this national teacher, not why, just because of his integrity, he did not participate in the war in the imperial general's mansion a few years ago, and he is also the only person in the barefoot sword fairy who does not hate in this royal family.

"Your past is not as good as Thomas, and even less than my general, and your present is not as good as mine, and your future is left to my major general." The barefoot sword fairy said.

The national teacher is noncommittal about this, he has a lot of sense, but why do people have to compare with each other? The national teacher is not a competitive person, so he doesn't care about these words.

"King Lingnan, go back." The national teacher said to the king of Lingnan, and then left first, and the barefoot sword immortal appeared, and then he would only ask for hardship, and if he couldn't fight, he would run, and it would be harmless.

"Go back and tell the fool sitting on the dragon chair, from today onwards, dare to beat the idea of my family's young general, and the 130,000 iron cavalry will step on the royal family" The barefoot sword fairy left the last sentence.

The king of Lingnan still refused to stop, the white dragon entangled in the sandstorm broke free at this time, and then stepped on the chest of the desert lord, the desert lord vomited blood for a while and retreated, and finally fell above the rainbow bridge before stopping his retreat, he wanted to get up and fight again.

But the barefoot sword fairy made a move, only to see the bronze sword break through the air, and then disappear from people's field of vision, when it reappeared, it had reached the top of the Lingnan King's head, and then incarnated in the air tens of millions of bronze ancient swords to form a sword array to surround the Lingnan King, the barefoot sword fairy waved his fingers, and tens of millions of ancient swords rushed towards the Lingnan King at this moment.

A white dragon appeared in the center of the sword array, and it tried to devour the ancient swords around it, but it was greeted only by blood and tears.

King Lingnan grabbed the handle of the platinum throne, threw it into the air, and slapped it hard, and the platinum throne rushed towards the sword array, he wanted to use the throne to make a gap and escape from the gap, but the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is always cruel.

The throne didn't fly a few meters before it was cracked by a flying sword, which slowly spread as the crack finally exploded and turned into powder.

A dragon's wail resounded throughout the world, and the audience below couldn't see the struggle at the top, they only saw the thousands of flying swords, and the screams of the white dragon, which was enough.

"Is this the Sword Immortal?" A man in the square muttered.

They had only heard the legend of the Sword Immortal, but they had not really witnessed the demeanor of the Sword Immortal, but now it made their horizons broader.

"That's how the sword should be used."

Some people even have some insights from it, breaking through to a higher level of realm, watching the battle between immortals, it is very dangerous, and at the same time, it is also very beneficial.

The shepherd baby who was closer could feel the magnificence of the sword even more, and he had never been so eager to draw it as he was at this moment.

Why draw the sword? Need a reason to draw a sword? Some people just want to protect, some people just want to kill, but why do they have to be limited to one aspect?

When you first wanted to hold a sword, you thought it was cool, everyone wants to do cool things, so why can't that be a reason for you to draw a sword? This reason may be inferior to others, but it is cool to yourself, it is the desire to draw the sword, and the drawing of the sword is the desire.

When I want to become a door god, I draw the sword of protection, if I meet an enemy, I have no reason to convince myself to show mercy to those who want to take my life, I am not a bodhisattva, so I can also draw my sword for the sake of killing, these are also desires.

We don't need to draw our swords for the sake of righteousness, they are just our tools, we are the masters who control them, as long as I want, I will draw my sword, I can draw my sword.

"Dean, do you have a sword?" The shepherd asked suddenly.

Thomas touched his own space storage, and finally pulled out a rusty iron sword and handed it to the shepherd, and then said, "This is the only one, the man gave it to me when I negotiated with someone last time." ”

The shepherd baby took the sword and swung it, sometimes stabbing straight, sometimes picking up, using the simplest moves to explore the mystery of swordsmanship.

In the end, immersed in his own world, the sword should not be swung like this, it should be simpler, and the superfluous movements should be removed.

And just like that, a few more swords stabbed out.

The lower plate should not be so shaky, and the part should be forced.

This stabbing was unbearable, and it directly scared Thomas on the side, and the rusty iron sword was gradually filled with sword energy, which also contained the power of the five elements, what kind of monster is this guy? What did you eat in it, there are too many contents of this sword, sword qi, the power of the five elements!

We are not puppets of anyone, we should not follow others, we should do as we please.

At this time, the sword qi and the power of the five elements were already covered with iron swords, and I saw that the shepherd baby suddenly picked up, and the sword qi and the power of the five elements in the iron sword broke away from the iron sword and flew in the direction pointed by the sword.

With a "jump", the sword qi and the power of the five elements exploded in the air.

The shepherd stopped and sat cross-legged on the rainbow bridge.

At this time, Thomas saw the shadow of the general, but that person was different from the general no matter the posture of drawing the sword, the way he danced the sword, and the reason for drawing the sword, they had the same talent.

"Sword Qi Shadow?" Thomas whispered.