Looking back at the city. What I couldn't see was the woman in the green shirt.

Shouting all around to kill the heavens. Murderous all around. Surrounded by mountains of corpses and a sea of blood.

Chongyang, he shouldn't have rushed into battle. He should not be armoured or sword-wearing. Originally, he just wanted to live in Lanzhou. I just want to worship my adoptive father every day.

His adoptive father. Vengeance. Commander of the Great Dry Blood Wolf Cavalry. The real lone wolf among the big dry blood wolf rides. With Xiao Luotu's southern expedition to the north. Outstanding achievements. But in the battle where Xiao Luotu was besieged twenty years ago. He alone stopped three thousand horsemen. A hand is cut off. Knocked off a cliff with a palm. But that time he shouldn't have died. Rescued by a caravan. And that pair of caravans was the caravan of the Pang Zhong family. After that time. The revenge is to recuperate in the Pang family. Waiting for the news of Xiao Luotu's death in battle. He wailed and cried. He cut off one of his own arms. to atone for sins.

Chongyang, on the other hand, is an orphan he picked up on the street. Raise it. Teach a lifetime of martial arts. By the time Chongyang was fifteen years old. Revenge because of depression. Plus the onset of war wounds over the years. He passed on his life's skills to Chongyang. Drifting immortals. In the end, he just said to Chongyang, "You remember. I'm revenge. Commander of the Northern Cool Blood Wolf Cavalry. Only loyal to the Beiliang Xiao family. At the beginning, I was in charge of being the commander's bodyguard. But I am powerless to defend myself. I am a sinner. I am the sin general of the blood wolf ride. I want you and crown after. Take my spirit card and bow down all the way from the Beiliang City Gate. Whip my spirit card and kneel down at the Beiliang Palace.". As soon as the words are finished. Revenge is a breath. However, Chongyang had no intention of filling the army in his heart. Twenty and crowned. I never thought about going to Beiliang Palace. Providence makes people. Now he's in armor.

Chongyang laughed. Looking at the cowardly Thousand Snow soldiers around him. trembling and holding the Qinglong Glaive. Stood up. His armor is still dripping blood. His robes were soaked with blood.

Chongyang snorted coldly. Withdraw your feet. Step on the position of three talents. The green dragon glaive knife in his hand slashed in obliquely. Meet the cold gaze of everyone.

"Come on. I am a bloody wolf. Who can fight me to the death?" Chongyang shouted loudly. Look at it coldly. No one dared to look at each other.

The people on the city walls. Just stunned on the spot.

Shen Chen muttered, "This is a lone wolf.". After speaking. The complexion is flushed. "Fuck it. Come on. Lao Tzu is the commander of the one-word battalion, Shen Chen. I don't know how many soldiers will kill you. Come on.". Between drinking and scolding. An arrow in his hand. One draw is a three-fingered feather arrow. Shoot with a bow and arrow. Samsung Lianzhu.

Wang Feilong gasped. Looking at the appearance of Chongyang. "Fuck it. It's really like the original Marshal Xiao and the commander of the Blood Wolf Army under him. Kill. Kill. Kill."

"Kill." PANG Zhong. A scholar. Raise the broken knife in your hand and point to the sky. This one kills. The hot-blooded man on the city wall shouted out from his lungs. Pang Jing was standing there. Stunned and silent. There was only the blood-stained man in her eyes.

Chongyang laughed heartily. Listen to the "Bah. Suffer death.". Chongyang raised his eyes and looked. What I saw was that the enemy commander pulled out the jade pot and jumped up. Holding a long knife. A knife slashed at himself.

Chongyang saw that this knife was swift. Don't dare to be careless. The green dragon glaive knife in his hand is horizontal. Block the knife of the tart pulling out the jade pot." Bang" only listen to the sound of gold and iron intersecting. Chongyang's knees bent slightly. The tiger's head hurts. This knife took advantage of the situation. Too much force.

The tart pulls out the jade pot and slashes it with a knife. Leverage a press. Kick your feet towards Chongyang. It's just a matter of a blink of an eye. Chongyang was kicked in anger by the tart pulling out the jade pot. The figure flew out upside down.

Chongyang only felt this kick in his chest. Make it difficult for yourself to breathe. Chongyang fell heavily under the pile of corpses. The tart pulls out the jade pot and kills it with a knife. It's a high leap and a lot of power. Chongyang can't take care of the pain in his chest. Press with your left hand. The body jumped up. The green dragon glaive knife in his hand stabbed back.

Two blades intersect. Draw out the spark. The tart pulls out the jade pot and falls on the pile of corpses. Chongyang also landed with it. The Qinglong Glaive Knife in his hand followed with a counter-sweep. Sweep towards the tart and pull the jade pot. Tart jade pot. A long knife in his hand around the neck. Blocked Chongyang's counter-sweep slash.

Chongyang's body twisted. Look directly at the tart pulling the jade pot. Immediately, the blade of the Green Dragon Glaive turned. One harvest. Poke the jade pot to the tart. And the tart pulls out the jade pot, and the long knife in his hand goes up to the top. This one was stuck on the bulge on the back of the Qinglong Glaive. Stopped Chongyang's direct stab.

Chongyang saw that the other party actually stuck his Qinglong Yanyue Knife. A twist of the wrist. Directly jam the opponent's long knife. Double-arm wrestling. Scream. actually pushed the tart jade pot backwards.

The tart pulls out the jade pot to see the strength of the other party. Push yourself backwards. Pedal with both feet. I want to remove the fierce power of Chongyang." Hmph.". Tart jade pot. Left foot on tiptoe a little ground. Bend your knees. Kick your right foot back. Kick on top of the pile of corpses. Lean down. Stop your body. Then pull violently. I saw sparks flying. The long knife in the hand of the tart pulls out the jade pot. Folded right foot. A step on the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife. Then the body was connected. The long knife in his hand turned back to Chongyang.

Chongyang saw that he pulled out the jade pot and stepped on his own Qinglong Yanyue Knife. The long knife in his hand turned back to himself. A twist of the wrist. Between the wrestling of the arms. I wanted to pick out the tart jade pot. However, the tart pulls out the jade pot and becomes a dantian. Overwhelming. Let Chongyang be difficult to pick up the tart jade pot for a while.

Chongyang saw that the long knife in his hand was getting closer and closer to him. There can be no delay. Release the Blue Dragon Glaive with both hands. The body quickly stepped back. This retreat between. Kick a spear in the middle of the corpse. The spear rushed to the tart and pulled the jade pot.

The long knife inside the tart pulls out the jade pot and the blade turns. The blade cut the spear head in half with the spear head. The long knife chased Chongyang.

Chongyang can only retreat. But there was a spear in the back. Chongyang is a package again. Make it a sparrow hand. Stop the spear behind you. And a leverage. The body is provoked. Kicked the long knife in the hand of the tart and pulled the jade pot with both feet.

"Whew. Wow" a few times. Chongyang kicks his feet on the long knife. Kick the long knife off. The figure falls to the ground. And how can the tart pull out the jade pot easily spare Chongyang. The body is connected. A knife stabbed Chongyang in the waist.

Chongyang held more than a dozen spears in both hands. Behind him, there was a long knife in his hand that pulled out the jade pot and stabbed him. This moment is the place of life and death.

Chongyang snorted. Stir your hands. Sudden force. More than a dozen spears were broken in one fell swoop. Then pinch your hands. Turn around. The broken spear shot directly at the tart jade pot.

Tart pulls out the jade pot with a knife in both hands. Between the shadows of the sword. Cut the tips one by one. But the figure does not retreat. A stab to the ground. This knife. It's so fast. Leave an afterimage. Just when the long knife pierces through the armor. Chongyang grabbed the long knife in his hand with both hands. Stopped the knife momentum of the tart pulling the jade pot.

The tart pulled out the jade pot and snorted coldly. The long knife in his hand turned. Blade deflection. This deflection. Chongyang is afraid that all ten fingers will be broken. Chongyang had to let go of his hands. And the tart pulls out the jade pot and flies with a kick. This kick was kicked directly in Chongyang's chest. Chongyang's throat couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood and spit it out. Fall to the ground.

The tart pulled out the jade pot and saw Chongyang fall to the ground. A long knife in his hand slashed. The knife is angry. Tear apart the corpse. Split to Chongyang.

Above the city walls. The crowd exclaimed. Pang Jing's eyes widened. Hands clutching the battlements.

The tart pulls out the jade pot to see this knife go down. Chongyang will definitely die.

Chongyang has been seriously injured. The consumption of true qi is too large. This blow of the tart pulling the jade pot. He couldn't borrow it. He had to chuckle. "In the end, I lost. I can't help her to see it.". While talking. While looking back. It's just that the guns are full of shadows. Blocking the head of the city. I can't see the green shirt.

"No.". Pang Jing could only cry out in the end. Hands clenched. But he couldn't catch Chongyang's body.

Chongyang's eyes closed. I saw myself standing on the stake for an hour every day. Bricks on the head. The arm hangs dozens of pounds of bluestone.

Only the vengeance of the legs remains. Stand aside. Stand under the scorching sun. Look at yourself.

"The Art of War. Troop Strength. How." The body is burly. But the loss of arms seemed extremely incongruous vengeance asked.

Chongyang. Gritting his teeth, he slowly recited, "Sun Tzu said: Whoever governs the crowd is like a widow. Fractions are also; Fighting the crowd is like fighting the widow. The name of the form is also; The Crowd of the Three Armies. He who can be defeated by the enemy. Qi is also true; The place of the soldiers. Such as in the case of ovilosers. Fiction and reality are also. Mortal Warriors. Take the positive sum. Win by chance.". The revenge was seen on the side, and Chongyang slowly recited it. Nodding in satisfaction.

Heavy revenge looked at Chongyang, who was only ten years old. Said: "Yang'er. Do you know why your name is Chongyang.". Chongyang's feet have begun to tremble. Still gritting his teeth and holding on.

"Yang'er. I don't know."

The vengeance asks again "Do you want to know.". Chongyang is shut. The figure began to tremble and said, "Yang'er. Don't want to know. I only know. This is what you got for me, father. You don't have to ask."

Vengeance nodded in satisfaction.

At the age of fifteen. Vengeance lying on the bed. Blood kept spilling from his mouth. Heavy hatred looked at Chongyang, who was kneeling down. Said weakly, "Yang'er. Don't blame me all these years. You are a family man. Naturally, I want to fulfill the legacy of my family. Remember. I want you to put on armor for the Xiao family. I want you to die on the frontier. Instead of thinking about me in general. He died in bed without any chance. You remembered. You are a descendant of the Blood Wolf Army."

The revenge suddenly rose up. Look at Chongyang. Unwillingly, he shouted, "You are going to die on the battlefield."

As soon as the words are finished. The vengeance fell heavily on the bed. Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

Chongyang only remembers. When you practice on your own. There was only one woman in a green shirt waiting for her. I only remember that there was a woman in a green shirt after she was beaten by revenge. Give yourself a pill. Just remember. When you're in trouble. There was a woman in a green shirt who secretly stole food for herself.

Chongyang. At this moment, the woman in the green shirt was out of sight. There was only the fierce sword in his eyes. In both ears, there was only the sound of earth-shattering shouts of killing.