Defeat Uncle Dead.

Yun Que never thought that this kind of thing would happen.

With the strength of Uncle Death, even if he fights hard, he can't see the slightest chance of winning.

Besides, Yun Que didn't want to fight with Uncle Dead at all.

Since they met, Yun Que's feelings for the empty death have also been teachers and friends, and he has long regarded the empty death as his own relatives.

With his hands on his relatives, Yun Que really can't do it.

But now, unless you defeat Uncle Death, there is no other way.

"I will suppress my power to the point of being equal to you, and strike with all my might, or you will be killed by this illusion."

The empty death on the opposite side was still an indifferent voice, and raised a narrow black sword in his hand.

"Uncle Death, will you dissipate like this......" Yun Que's tone was full of heaviness.

"The sword veins are continuous, the sword river is inexhaustible, and the sword is eternal." The voice of the empty death was still unemotional.

This sentence sounded even more sad to Yun Que.

Forever these two words are like saying, I will live forever in your heart.

Yun Que stood silently on the spot, speechless, and his heart was rolling.

After a while, an empty voice suddenly appeared in my ears: "Why don't you do it yet, I don't like to see another self."

"Huh? Uncle Dead!"

Yun Que was very sure that the voice came from his ears, indicating that it came from the sea of knowledge, how could there be an empty death in the sea of knowledge.

"Who's on the other side?" Yun Que said in surprise.

"A wisp of sword intent materializes." The sound of empty death sounded in the sea of knowledge.

"Sword intent? How much power is equivalent to Uncle Death's own strength?" Yun Que asked.

"It's like a sword spirit in the Sword River, I don't know the specifics, but for me, it's probably a drop in the bucket." Empty Death said indifferently.

"A drop in the bucket...... You didn't say it sooner!" Yun Que felt helpless.

I thought I was really going to kill my dead uncle, and from then on, heaven and man were separated, and it turned out that they were just plucking hairs from other people's bodies.

I knew that I was just pulling a hair, what kind of sentimentality am I here, it's a waste of feelings!

Yun Que couldn't cry or laugh, and the flying sword attacked the opponent's empty death.

The new opponent is no longer Yun Quan's move, and the pitch-black long sword slashes out pieces of black light.

Even though it was the embodiment of the sword intent of the empty death, the power was still terrifying, and it was easy to kill the foundation.

Yun Que didn't dare to slack off, and dealt with it with all his might, and the power of the sword was displayed at any cost.

In the end, he exhausted all his strength before he could kill his opponent.

The empty figure turned into a black mist, slowly dissipated, and the ruined scenery of Cold Water City resurfaced in front of Yun Que's eyes.

The tent is not far away.

Farther away, Hu Tieshan was looking at this side in a daze.

Yun Que felt exhausted, found a clean place to sit on the ground, simply bandaged the wound on his left arm, and swallowed a few elixirs.

"How?"

Hu Tieshan limped over, his face full of disbelief.

"I used the method of self-mutilation to survive, and I almost survived by cultivating to the end of my life, and I defeated my other self, and you actually succeeded with only one sword wound? Are you really lacking?" Hu Tieshan said bluntly, he felt that the cloud in front of him might be a false illusion.

"If it is a false exchange, your son still owes me a few hundred taels of silver." Cloud lacks a way.

"It's true, it's amazing, it's amazing......

Hu Tieshan shook his head and sighed lightly, and said to himself: "It turns out that your father and I are wrong, it's not that you can't cultivate without a spiritual root, but we can't see the strangeness of your spiritual root, I'm sorry, boy, it's me who delayed you."

"Uncle Hu doesn't need to blame himself, I didn't expect that I could still cultivate." Yun Que slowed down for a while, and finally improved a lot, and said, "The big array still exists, how can it be broken."

"Impossible, this big array is extremely strong, you can get in, but you can't get out." Hu Tieshan shook his head and said.

"No matter how strong it is, there is a limit, by the way, Uncle Hu didn't see who I was fighting with just now." Yun Que asked, curious about his battle.

In a vicious battle, Yun Que's perception of kendo has improved a lot, especially when the opponent is still himself, so that he can find his own shortcomings in the battle, and he can make up for his weaknesses in the future and make further progress in kendo.

This kind of rare experience is never encountered anywhere else, and if you survive it, there will be infinite benefits.

"I can't see your opponent, I can only see you practicing swords by yourself, and you can use a hundred swords in the early stage of foundation building, which is really admirable." Hu Tieshan couldn't help but give a thumbs up and admired it from the bottom of his heart.

It turned out that others couldn't see it, and Yun Que suddenly felt in his heart.

At that time, not only could he not see Hu Tieshan, but even the voices of the outside world were blocked, as if he was in another arena specially built for himself.

The external force is ineffective.

Thinking about it, the 100,000 border troops were in the same situation back then, only they could see the enemy, and others couldn't even remind them.

At the head of the city, Zhou Jingshu saw that Yun Que had gotten out of the state of crazy sword dancing, and she was finally relieved, her palms were already full of cold sweat, and she was even more nervous than she was in danger.

After resting for a while, Yun Que looked at the handsome tent and said, "Uncle Hu, does my father have any back-up to deal with the barbarians?"

"Why do you think so?" Hu Tieshan wondered.

"The catastrophe of life and death, overcome it with a sword, the endgame has been decided, and the victory or defeat is not divided." Yun Que said: "My father once asked someone to leave me this sentence, I don't understand, I still can't understand it."

This was said by Lao He, and Yun Que has never been able to see through the meaning.

"The catastrophe of life and death, crossing the ...... with a sword"

Hu Tieshan muttered these words, silently looked at a black iron heavy sword in his hand, and after a long time, said:

"I don't understand, Yun Changji is known as the god of the army, and he may really leave something behind before he dies, I can't see it, but I know where the bones of the 100,000 border soldiers are."

"Where?" Yun Que said in surprise.

Hu Tieshan pointed to his feet and said, "They buried themselves in Cold Water City."

Yun Que was shocked again when he heard this.

Cold Water City was shrouded in a large array, and his spiritual sense was ineffective, but Hu Tieshan had been planting swords in the city for many days and felt the existence of corpses and bones underground.

"100,000 border troops, all buried in the city......" Yun Que suppressed the ups and downs of his heart.

He knew that doing so should be his father's helplessness.

100,000 frontier troops fought against the other 100,000 themselves, and the result could only be the same end.

Rather than being cut to pieces by yourself, it is better to bury yourself in the ground before you die, at least you can get a whole corpse.

In the mortal world, it is important to enter the soil for safety, and the 100,000 border troops are also people, and the Marquis of Yanmen can't bear to watch his subordinates die without corpses.

In addition to sighing, Yun Que suddenly remembered a scene in the underworld.

Wrong!

The military soul trained in the depths of the underworld, the border army buried in Hanshui City, and Hu Tieshan's sword planting trip......

The clues are connected one by one, and the result is by no means as simple as entering the ground for peace!

Yun Que had an incredible thought in his heart.

Could it be that after my father died in battle, there was still a way to wake up the corpses of the 100,000 border soldiers buried in Hanshui City!

How is it possible, the resurrection of the dead, that is the immortal method.

Yun Que can be sure that his father is by no means an immortal, but judging from the various handwritings and last words left by his father, there must be a means to restrain the barbarians.

As he was groaning, the sound of a barbarian horn was heard in the distance.

Climbing the city wall, Yun Que saw the source of the sound of the trumpet.

Outside the city, an overwhelming army of barbarians was marching, like undulating waves.

The direction is the Hanshui River.