"The very fact that a creature like a human being can live strong is full of miracles."

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In the twilight, there were many corpses lying on the charred ground, including soldiers in military uniforms, evil creatures that looked like monsters, and strangers wearing hoods and sun flags around their waists.

Blood mixed together and flowed into a river, and the entire battlefield was devoid of living creatures except for the few dead trees and hovering crows.

Rao is a person like him who has gone through 20 battles and battles, and he can't help but vomit. Just thinking of the person standing next to him, he swallowed the strange feeling that reached his throat.

"If you want to vomit, you can vomit."

Standing beside him, a middle-aged man with gray temples, his eyes stayed on the pile of corpses for a long time, noticing the strangeness of the people around him, and the man reminded him kindly.

"No need, senior, I just haven't seen such a situation, I'm out of shape."

He barely managed to squeeze out a smile, but the next moment he was kneeling on the ground retching.

The man retracted his gaze, looked at him with a smile, and reached out to pat him on the back: "It's okay, it's all like this." ”

His face was a little ugly, looking at the calm appearance of the man next to him, he couldn't help but sigh: "When can you be as strong as your predecessors." ”

The man withdrew his hand, his hand behind him, feeling the smell of blood brought by the mountain wind, and the man said thoughtfully: "I was also in a hurry to become stronger. ”

With that, the man walked into a pool of blood and began to drag out the corpses of his compatriots one by one.

Soon, the corpses were piled up into a small mountain, and the man looked at the corpses with a sad expression.

What a good man, they are all dead.

Thinking of this, Rao is a man who has always been elegant and easy-going, and he can't help but be a little angry.

Aliens opened the door of our country, occupied my land, colluded with the demon clan, and wantonly ruined the lives of the people.

Damn it!

The man clenched his fists, this revenge, if he doesn't take revenge, how can he be willing to rest.

The sky thundered, and from time to time, it rained heavily.

The man picked up his sword and dug holes in the ground.

He vomited for a long time, but he was a little better, and when he looked up, he saw that his senior was half-kneeling on the ground and didn't know what to do. The heavy rain poured down, staining the somewhat thin bodies of the seniors. For some reason, although he couldn't see the face of his senior, he could still feel the sadness that surrounded him. That indescribable feeling lingered in his heart for a long time.

He propped himself up and took a closer look to see that his predecessor was actually digging into the mud with his beloved saber with his head down.

"Senpai."

He shouted.

"Shh

The man glanced back at him and shook his head slightly.

His own saber is nothing compared to his own compatriots.

No matter what their identity and status were during their lifetimes, if they die here in battle today, it is worth asking me Chen Guosong to dig a grave for them.

Even if I have been down for a hundred years, my compatriots would rather die standing than live on their knees.

That's the backbone.

The backbone that only my generation has.

Chen Guosong's fingertips oozed blood, and the sword body was also dilapidated, he had loved swords all his life and regarded swords as his life, but at this moment he didn't want to take a look at his saber again.

What kind of cultivator, cultivating the Tao, can't do anything, a three-foot long sword is not as good as a shovel.

Chen Guosong straightened his shirt and bowed.

He also learned to pray three times.

Between heaven and earth, a strong wind rose, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, several white lights flashed, accompanied by the sound of gunfire and sword, and the horn of the charge sounded on the battlefield.

Chen Guosong holds a sword in his hand, proud of the enemies and monsters around the world.

A sword from the heart can break ten thousand laws.

Wherever my sword is pointed, it will be where my heart goes.

In an instant, the surroundings instantly darkened, and only firelight could be seen bursting out, and the sound of swords staggering.

"Senpai!"

He calmed down from the initial panic, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the long sword in his hand began to emit a sword sound.

Is it the demon clan, and those strangers, who actually use corpses as bait.

Heavy demonic aura surrounded him, and in the night when he couldn't see his fingers, he had to watch out for the enemies around him, staring closely at the direction where his predecessor had just disappeared.

A little bead of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he kept praying in his heart that he would not be found by the demon clan, as long as he gave himself a little more time, a little more.

"Linglong Bing!"

The darkness dissipated, and the light sprinkled into the battlefield, and the previous darkness burst like a bubble in the sun, and for a moment, Ling Longbing saw the scene in front of him clearly.

Chen Guosong was besieged by three monsters, Chen Guosong stabbed through one of them with a sword, grabbed the long knife chopped down by the monster with his left hand, and the thunder in his sleeve moved, and a thunderbolt fell, smashing into a monster that attacked from the side, and the monster hit by the thunder suddenly turned into ashes and passed away with the wind.

It's just that the space behind Chen Guosong trembled a little, like ripples in the water, and a monster that had been hidden for a long time suddenly appeared behind Chen Guosong.

A splash of blood bloomed under the moonlight, and the spurting blood quickly stained Chen Guosong's chest red.

"Senpai!" Ling Longbing shouted, raising his sword to save Chen Guosong.

As soon as he lifted his foot, gunshots rang out in the distance.

Impartially, the two shots pierced Ling Longbing's right arm, Ling Longbing's hand holding the sword suddenly lost its strength, and the sword in his hand also fell to the ground, and the whole person was taken back a few steps by the huge impact of the bullet.

"Don't come here......"

Chen Guosong gritted his teeth, pulled out his sword hard, and slashed the arm of the demon behind him with a swing of the sword, the monster hurriedly pulled out his severed hand in pain, but the next moment he saw a flash of firelight, and the sky that was late at night was as white as day.

The monster wanted to hide, but his body was only half invisible, and Chen Guosong seized the opportunity and stabbed it with a sword.

The other monster raised his sword to block Chen Guosong's sword and helped the severed arm demon successfully escape.

Chen Guosong looked at the monster fleeing in a hurry, and the strength in his hand was a little more, but he ignored the enemy behind him.

Two more gunshots rang out, and the bullets came in an instant, Chen Guosong knew that there was no way to avoid it, and he was urging his spiritual power to die with the monster.

The daylight released by the last trace of spiritual energy is also dimmed at this moment, and the heaven and earth are about to return to darkness.

said that it was too late, Chen Guosong's feet were unstable, and he suddenly fell into a big pit with the monster, just dodging the bullet.

Ling Longbing staggered to his feet, smiled bitterly, and fortunately caught up.

Regardless of whether it was Ling Longbing's rescue, Chen Guosong held the sword in his hand, picked the monster with the sword, and fought with the monster in the pit again.

Ling Longbing took a deep breath and faintly felt the pain in his right arm, and what was even worse was a kind of imprisonment that spread in his body.

Ling Longbing knelt on the ground, holding a sword in his left hand, looking at his arm, his eyes seemed to be a little unbearable.

The stranger's bullet is very powerful, it is an ore specially collected from the demon world, and this bullet called the confinement bullet is more cruel than the well-known god-killing bullet.

Those who are hit will lose their strength due to the erosion of the magic mine, and their cultivation will also be imprisoned, and finally they will be used as experimental objects on the operating table to be slaughtered.

Fuck you, bad luck.

Ling Longbing spat out a mouthful of phlegm, this kind of bullet is too precious, except for the sniper, no one should be equipped with it, just now I heard the sound has already fired twelve rounds, I haven't attacked for so long, I must have run out of bullets.

Very good, then it will be Lao Tzu's turn to start fighting back.

The day in the sky is the secret technique of Chen Guosong's family, and under the sun, all filth will be hidden.

Seeing that the sun was about to dim, Ling Longbing understood that this was his only chance, once the sun disappeared and he and his predecessors had not escaped, then there would be more monsters looking for the sound to come.

No longer hesitating, Ling Longbing swung his sword and cut off his right arm, and the heart-rending pain poured into Ling Longbing's mind like a tide, Rao is Ling Longbing, who had experienced countless serious injuries, couldn't help but howl at this moment.

Using a spell to stop the blood loss, Ling Longbing raised his sword, swept out in an instant, and arrived in front of the sniper in a blink of an eye.

Although the sniper's outfit was different from that of the ordinary soldiers, Ling Longbing still saw the sun flag on the sniper's waist at a glance.

Disgust and anger surged into Ling Longbing's heart in an instant, and the appearance of those dead compatriots crossed in front of Ling Longbing's eyes, they were all like this, one by one, they fell in front of him!

There was a fat man who loved to eat cooking cakes from his hometown.

He said that when he defeated the enemy, he would take him back to his hometown to eat that perfect cooking cake and soup.

As a result, the fat man fell on the edge of the Lan River, and the opposite side of the river was his hometown.

Monsters eat away at his soul, and these people split his corpse.

Obviously, the fat man is not bad, but he still owes himself a bottle of rice wine.

He still seems to like the guy in the medical class next door, who is it.

Ling Longbing wiped his face, he didn't want to continue to recall those faces, under the wind and rain, the tip of Ling Longbing's sword entered the person's body inch by inch, and Lei Fa suddenly spread all over the body.

He wants this man to die in front of him in the worst way possible.

For a moment, he actually had an indescribable pleasure.

"That's enough."

A weak voice came from behind Ling Longbing, it was Chen Guosong carrying the head of the monster, even if he stopped bleeding due to excessive blood loss, the damage from being penetrated still existed.

"Senpai."

Ling Long Bing said without looking back, "Why don't you let me continue to torture him." ”

"It's a war, but we're human beings, and what is the difference between you and them doing this?"

Chen Guosong stood behind Ling Longbing: "If you don't cultivate your mind, you will only let yourself fall into the swamp of stupidity, so what if you become stronger." ”

Ling Longbing sneered and casually wiped out the man's life.

"The enemy has entered the Evergreen Mountain Range, and there are four great demons among them."

Chen Guosong paused, but still added: "The big demon who soars in half a step."

"It's better to retreat first." Chen Guosong clutched his chest and limped down the mountain.

Ling Longbing glanced at the corpse under his feet, and casually wiped the light on the sword, this secret method could not be maintained for too long, it was too much for Ling Longbing's mind.

Legendary demons.

Ling Longbing glanced behind him and followed Chen Guosong down the mountain.

"Most of them are threes, the main attacker attracts the attacking firepower, the secondary attacker puts pressure on the main attacker, and there is a latent hand who can easily turn the situation around, although he doesn't shoot much."

Chen Guosong explained the situation to Ling Longbing while going down the mountain: "If it is a big open and closed fight, maybe you may not lose, but there are too many scattered sparks like us, and they don't need heavy rain, just a few drops of water, and they will be extinguished." ”

Ling Longbing looked at Chen Guosong's weak appearance and couldn't help but ask, "It's serious?" ”

"Hmm." Chen Guosong nodded: "Although the wound was repaired and restored as soon as the secret method was used, the residual breath is still there, and it will take some time to peel off the cocoon." ”

Chen Guosong suddenly stopped as he spoke, Ling Longbing took a few steps only to find that the people around him had not followed, and turned around and wondered, "What's wrong?" ”

"Dragon Soldier, run!"

Chen Guosong pulled out his sword and looked around nervously, there was a very powerful demonic aura just now, where was it, why did he realize it when he was so close.

Ling Longbing looked around and shrugged: "Senior, don't be nervous......"

"Tell you kid to run! Can't you hear me! ”

Chen Guosong roared angrily, the next moment, the entire mountain was cut in half, Chen Guosong was able to dodge the attack, the sky was full of dust to cover the figure of the comer, Chen Guosong squinted his eyes and used the art of insight, only then did he see the appearance of the comer.

It was a person who looked like an ordinary person, but Chen Guosong was sure that the other party must be a big demon.

Because there was a small medicine bottle around the man's neck!

It must be the blood of the demon king, something that can make the monster skyrocket in strength in a short time, if it is not a big demon, how can there be this thing, you know, even if the battle of Lanjiang was fought for four days and four nights, the river was dyed red, and the monsters with this thing on the battlefield are only a handful!

"It looks like you're scared of me."

The young-looking monster held a scroll in his hand and said with a smile: "Your human scrolls are really interesting, they are all the words and reasoning of saints, and it is really a great truth to open your mouth and close your mouth to cultivate yourself, but unfortunately although the truth is big, there are few people who can achieve the unity of knowledge and action." ”

Chen Guosong held down the hilt of the sword and bowed down slightly without moving: "Who are you?" ”

The man turned a blind eye to Chen Guosong's question, looked directly past Chen Guosong and looked at Ling Longbing behind him, and said, "It looks like you hate me very much, oh?" Don't you just hate me......"

Ling Longbing opened his mouth to interrupt the man's self-talk: "I'll give you a suggestion, don't talk before fighting in the future, in martial arts, masters don't speak." ”

"Hehehe......"

The man laughed, clapped his hands in agreement with Ling Longbing's words, and then raised his hand, and Ling Longbing suddenly knelt on the ground, unable to move.

"I like the hatred in you very much, sure enough, I came here right, you have resentment every day, hate us, hate heaven and earth, hate the people around you, and even hate yourself, sure enough, human beings are such things, as long as they exist for a day, they will produce endless negative emotions."

The monster whose real name is Hate casually burned the "Hundred Swords Spectrum" in his hand, and his fingertips were aimed at Ling Longbing's forehead, and his eyes were full of sorrow

A flash of fire flashed, and he took two steps back to avoid the sneak attack, and casually stunned the Ling Long soldiers, and then looked at the comer.

It was a frail body visible to the naked eye, and the man's sideburns could not hide the white hair as clear as ink spots on paper. Although the man's breathing was a little disordered, the pair of radiant eyes and the almost flawless breath of fire seemed to tell him that the man in front of him was not so simple

Chen Guosong glanced at Ling Longbing, who had been knocked out by hatred, and seemed to be a little relieved.

"I can't see a trace of hatred for me on your body, and even the moment you see me, there is not a single ripple in your heart."

Hate clapped his hands, bowed to Chen Guosong, and exclaimed: "Only a strong man like you has the qualifications to be hunted by me, my name is hate, what is your name." ”

Chen Guosong put his sword back into its sheath and looked at the stars in the sky, the sky seemed to be about to dawn.

Coming back to his senses, Chen Guosong looked at the hatred and said indifferently: "You don't need to know my name, you just need to know that I am a fire attribute cultivator." ”

Chen Guosong, Spirit Swordsman, Fire Attribute Cultivator

Take a breath and keep going.

On the hill that has been cut off, a little fire is burning.

Hate casually knocked out Chen Guosong's sword swing again and again, and seemed to be a little disappointed when he saw that Chen Guosong's injury was not light, and he couldn't even make fifty percent of his peak cultivation.

I thought it was an ant who could make myself play more.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a trace of pity for this man who was desperately swinging his sword.

Humans are really too weak.

Thirty years of beating like this can't repair the broken hands and crippled bodies.

No matter how superb his sword skills are, he can't break through the demons in his heart.

Hate grabbed Chen Guosong's sword blade with one hand, and looked at Chen Guosong's sweaty appearance, and hated twice.

It's just that the next moment, a flying sword slammed straight into Hate's abdomen, directly knocking Hate out of the air.

It took several laps to stop the momentum and lie on the ground, looking at Chen Guosong, the smile on his face became more and more intense.

Not only a spirit swordsman, but also a pure spirit sword master with dual swords!

Chen Guosong controlled the sword with his qi, and his right hand tightly grasped the long sword in his hand, and when the figure reappeared, Chen Guosong's heart suddenly let go again.

Approaching death, talent seems a little more indifferent.

The twin swords are like swimming dragons, Chen Guosong's body is in the world, the aura is circulating, and the four winning objects in the ferry are shining at the moment, trying their best to help Chen Guosong squeeze all the aura around him.

Hate looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, there was no trace of superfluous sword moves, the breath of fire tempered to the extreme, and the saber that was like one with himself.

If you give him another twenty years, he will be stronger.

Hate shook his body, the raindrops around him scattered at his feet, and in the dark, Hate slowly took out a brush, which was the magic weapon of hate, his real name was Nightmare.

Chen Guosong's figure flashed, and he came to the hated body in an instant.

The fire was shining, and even the rain around it was evaporated by the high temperature at this moment.

Hate a little ink, the pen in his hand instantly drew a rune, before being engulfed by the flames, a powerful stream of water gushed out from the talisman, Chen Guosong didn't have time to react, he had to hold the sword in place to fight against the water flow, the sword and Chen Guosong together, both sides shone brightly, and it was particularly dazzling in the dark night.

The talisman is about to disappear, and the hatred is not idle, and the pen in his hand is quickly outlined with his thoughts, and a high tower falls from the sky, and countless demons are released from the tower.

Intentionally or unintentionally, the demon skipped Chen Guosong and went straight to Ling Longbing.

Chen Guosong was anxious in his eyes, he didn't care if he would be exhausted, he immediately caught up with the demons in his hand, and swung out seven kinds of sword moves in one go, his figure was like a streamer, and he repeatedly stopped in front of each demon, if you look carefully, you can find that although Chen Guosong is a fire attribute cultivator, he is taking the path of a pure swordsman.

Maybe that's why Chen Guosong hasn't broken through the ascension for so many years.

The bloody Chen Guosong stood in front of Ling Longbing, at this moment his body was already hung with countless colors, the wounds that had been attacked before were now beginning to crack, the sword had been broken, and most of his natal objects had been destroyed.

Seeing that Chen Guosong, who had his last breath left, was still guarding Ling Longbing, holding half a sword in his hand, and recalled another flying sword to return to his body, so as to stabilize his mind and not fall.

"It's over...... hated to look up at the demons in the sky, so many that they even covered the rain curtain.

It was destined to be a game with no hope of victory, but Hate still admired the spirit of this human swordsman.

What do you say in human terms? Tenacity?

Hate self-deprecating smiled, the biggest flaw of the demon race is that it is not good at learning human beings, at least human beings are a small race, although they have congenital defects in their bodies, they still dare to sword against the strong.

This war has been fought for seven years, and until now, these people are hiding in the poor countryside, and they are not the same, or can't they be killed?

I heard that some human generals, even without cultivation, still resisted the attack to the death.

In the battle of the Lanjiang River, most of them were ordinary people.

Tut.

Ordinary people.

Suddenly, Hate suddenly became uneasy, and when he looked up, the human swordsman actually had another breath at this moment.

I saw that he was holding the broken sword, there was a fire burning in one eye, the sword was put back together in his hand, he cut the palm of his hand, blood spilled on the sword, and the sword body began to burn at this moment.

"Interesting...... Interesting......" muttered hate.

Chen Guosong took off the clothes on his upper body, held the sword in both hands, and took a deep breath.

In an instant, there were circles of ripples around Chen Guosong, getting bigger and bigger.

With Chen Guosong as the center of the circle, with a radius of ten meters, the temperature fluctuations can be seen with the naked eye.

Hate narrowed his eyes: "Is it the realm?" ”

I didn't expect that in this case, he would actually be able to open the realm

In the realm, all demons have nothing to hide, Chen Guosong accurately killed every demon, and finally stood in front of hatred.

Hate to look at this human being approaching him step by step, although he was seriously injured, his spirit and spirit were better at this moment.

The two sides collided together, and the windswept wind blew countless corpses out of the mountain, and in the field, Chen Guosong could accurately perceive every action of hatred, every weakness, and every place where he should stab himself.

Hate glanced at Chen Guosong's sword, and the flames on it were still burning.

Another rubbing, and there were finally a few more scars on the hateful hands.

Hate smiled, shook the brush in his hand casually, and began to attack continuously.

The figures of both sides continued to appear on the small hill, disappearing, so fast that people couldn't see clearly.

Chen Guosong knew that his breath was about to end, and he was about to withdraw from the battle to renew his aura, but he hated and chased after him unrelentingly, and did not give Chen Guosong a chance to breathe at all.

Bang.

At the ferry in his heart, Chen Guosong's natal object began to crack and shatter because it could not withstand the high-intensity absorption operation.

Chen Guosong vomited a mouthful of blood and half-knelt on the ground.

Hate looked at the brush in his hand, except for a little burnt, it was not a big deal.

It is visible to the naked eye that Chen Guosong's life began to pass rapidly.

The most conspicuous thing was Chen Guosong's sword, and the flames began to gradually extinguish.

"It looks like the winner is going to be decided."

Hate stood in front of Chen Guosong, showed his true body, and raised his feet high.

"You say I lost? Who lost? ”

Chen Guosong coughed twice and said with a wry smile.

For a moment, fear welled up in the hateful head, and he wanted to run, but it was too late.

Chen Guosong held two swords, and with one sword, he cut off one of the arms of hatred.

"If you don't die, how can those heroic spirits who died in battle sleep!"

Chen Guosong no longer used any gorgeous sword skills, just stood there, all the life's learning turned into a sword, and continued to continue his battle at the cost of burning his life.

Hate, who had broken a hand, was a little annoyed, and scuffled with Chen Guosong again.

The rain stopped, and the sun showed a little light on the horizon.

Chen Guosong stumbled towards Ling Longbing, and when he saw that Ling Longbing was safe and sound, the middle-aged man with white hair overnight finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Behind his back, his eyes were ruined, one hand and one foot were cut off, and there was only one breath left.

Hate looked at the direction that Chen Guosong left, although he couldn't see it, he could feel the checkmate of that human being.

Sighing, Hate was seriously injured by the human before he even had time to drink the blood of the Demon King.

In the melee, the blood of the demon king was crushed by the man and instantly evaporated in the sea of fire.

The entire mountain was burned black because of Chen Guosong's flames.

"However, as long as the hatred of man continues, I will not die."

Hate tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said helplessly: "It's a pity that I won't be able to see you again next time." ”

Chen Guosong, good name.

The sky turned white, and Ling Longbing woke up in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he was Chen Guosong with white hair.

Ling Longbing wanted to say something, but Chen Guosong stopped what Ling Longbing was about to say with his eyes.

"I'm actually lucky to meet you, you young people are always energetic, you've been called a senior for so long, in fact, I can't even kill a demon."

Chen Guosong said leisurely, as if he was chatting at the moment.

"This sword, called Lan Feng, is a sword that has accompanied me for thirty years, and now, I give it to you."

Chen Guosong propped himself up, holding the repaired Lan Feng with both hands, and Ling Longbing knelt on the ground, raised his hands, and took the sword.

"This sword was passed down to me by my father, who was a very good swordsmith, and this sword was his last."

"Now, I give you this sword, and you can take my wish and go to see the great rivers and mountains."

Chen Guosong showed a smile on his face and said softly: "Chen Guosong gives the sword." ”

Ling Longbing, who was kneeling on the ground, burst into tears, and said in a trembling voice: "Ling Longbing takes the sword!" ”

The sun rose, and the light was sprinkled on Ling Longbing's body, Chen Guosong squinted his eyes at the thousands of miles of green mountains, and finally felt a little tired.

"Long Bing, I'm tired, I'll sleep first."

Chen Guosong closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground, supported his chin with one hand, and fell into a deep sleep and never woke up again.

Ling Longbing held the sword "Mountains and Rivers Painting", and the sword qi rose in this small world.

The Heavenly Sword Qi shone like a pillar of light, no matter whether or not the Demon Clan would come here to find trouble for themselves, Ling Longbing felt that he had to sacrifice this sword.

When the flowers bloom in his hometown in the coming year, he will cook wine with his old people.

This year, the hometown flowers are blooming again, and the old people are only white.

When the war was over, when the merit was rewarded, there was a man in white who just stood on it, and he didn't want any reward, he choked up and took out the broken Lan Feng, and just told a story, a little long story.

Since then, there will always be a place in the cemetery, a small square field, with thousands of swords inserted.

Looking at the swordsman mound that was worshiped every year, Ling Longbing smiled.

Every year when the osmanthus blossoms, Ling Longbing has to bring two pots of osmanthus brew to stay here for a while.

"Mom, what's that?"

"Son, that's the hero who once guarded us."

Ling Longbing touched the freshly grown stubble and nodded with a smile.

"Dad, what's that?"

"How do I know, trouble is dead, what homework has to come here to pay respects, my own ancestors have never paid respects......"

Ling Longbing twisted his white beard and looked up at the sky.

Hey, it's raining

Oh, it's changed