"You can't teach him anything about cultivation, it's an iron contract that can't be violated, but today you teach him the way of the sword!"

The most brilliant divine light approached the bamboo house, and the sound was like thunder.

"Yes. ”

Jian Nantian sat in a wheelchair, raised his eyes, and stared directly at the divine light in front of him like a mountain towering and standing around.

"Do you want to break the contract?"

Those divine lights seemed to be irritated by Jian Nantian's bland expression, and they moved forward one after another, and the courtyard was suddenly like a big sun falling, and the divine light was blazing and dazzling to the extreme.

But the dark night in the courtyard was not illuminated, the darkness was still darkness, and the dazzling light could not shine in, forming a clear line.

"Yes. Jian Nantian's answer was still only a bland word.

"Presumptuous!"

"You are defying the majesty of the heavens!"

It was as if there were thousands of thunderbolts exploding in the air, and the divine light was furious, wanting to tear through the last trace of night that protected the small courtyard.

As if sensing that the master was in danger, a clear sword groan resounded throughout the town, and a sharp sword light rushed up from the mountain behind the bamboo hut with a sharp roar.

Then the "bell" thrust into the ground beside Jian Nantian, trembling slightly, and after the brilliance was removed, what was revealed was an incomplete and unpretentious sword

But it was this remnant sword that stopped many divine lights.

"Huh. ”

Someone chuckled in the night, and the voice did not turn into a roaring thunderbolt, but chuckled as usual.

"The Sword Venerable naturally lives up to his name, and he is the Supreme Venerable with the sword, the only one in the Six Realms, and his combat power is peerless. But I don't know how many Venerable Sword Venerables can block with a lone sword?"

"My sword is not alone. ”

Jian Nantian sat up straight, word by word, and said solemnly.

"I didn't let people sleep. It's noisy, it's so loud, and I don't know what kind of child I can scare?"

In another courtyard next to the small courtyard, Long Yinling opened the door and yawned while scolding.

"Yes, that's you. The one with the loudest voice. ”

Long Yinling squinted in disgust at the most brilliant divine light in the sky.

"There's no need to ask the old lady who speaks on behalf of you, the old lady naturally speaks on behalf of your mother!"

That divine light was not provoked, but it was still like a thunderous voice.

"What if you add a little dragon?"

Before the words fell, the big banyan tree where Da Bai was located in the distance shook violently, rising from the ground with an extremely thick black mist, looking up to the sky and roaring hoarsely, in the rolling black mist, a pair of blood-red huge pupils suddenly lit up, looking directly at many bright divine lights.

"It's surprising that there is a half-section of people. ”

The Divine Light was silent for a while.

The most brilliant divine light said coldly again.

"But, so what?"

"Bell. ”

A long gong sounded at the end of the street where the small courtyard was located, and the footsteps of a small sound, but clearly heard in everyone's ears, slowly approached.

A watchman with his back bent and carrying a gong came from the corner of the street, burying his head and walking towards the many divine lights step by step.

"Small-town watchmen?" A divine light asked

"Ahem, beating people and beating people, fighting for too many years, the old man almost forgot that these hands were not only good at fighting, but also had beaten Xianzun. ”

The cricket figure coughed violently as he walked, and his whole body curled up and became more and more rickety, but the shadow he dragged on the ground behind him grew taller and taller.

Finally, the huge shadow pressed against the ground, stood up from the ground, rolled up a thousand feet of thick fog, stood up to the sky, and opened two blood-red eyes in the thick fog.

"I'm about the same old man, I've been a plasterer for so many years, and I almost forgot that I used to be a master craftsman. ”

An old man with a bucket and a serious face walked behind him. walked up to the watchman, and put down the bucket in his hand with a "snap".

The moment the bucket hit the ground, it shook countless mud spots, and those mud spots flew up in the air, flying to the point where they should have fallen, but they twisted and twisted in the air against gravity, and ignited strange and dark flames.

Countless mud spots in the flames suddenly distorted, and one by one stretched out their hands and feet from the muddy water, turning into small clay figures burning with flames, jumping to the ground and landing on the old man's shoulders, chirping and shouting words of unknown meaning, and a pair of small eyes flashed with blood-red light.

At the same time, the black fog was raging in many residences in the town, and huge black shadows stood up from the black fog, lighting up with a pair of blood-red huge pupils, like a giant beast hidden in the darkness, surrounding the bright divine light in front of the bamboo house.

In the night sky, there were even denser red strange birds falling all over the sky, covering the entire town layer by layer, and in the night outside the town, countless withered dried corpses stood silently all over the mountains and fields, and millions of pairs of empty pupils stared at the divine light in the sky.

The sky kills, and the stars are easy to stay. The ground is killed, and the dragon and snake rise to land. People kill people, and heaven and earth repeat.

Heaven, earth, and earth are all murderous machines!

Even the gods will be terrified!

"Half-cut people, shadow honors, magicians...... There are other remnants of the Demon Realm after the collapse, I really didn't expect that there are still so many remnants of the remnants that can survive through the Black Tide. ”

The most brilliant divine light had a sarcastic tone in it. But as the light of the gods moved, it formed a fine circle, obviously guarding against fear.

"But you don't have the last bit of spiritual will, a group of people who are still alive, how many more battles can you have?How dare you challenge the heavens? Aren't you afraid that you will eventually collapse into those rotting corpses outside the town?"

"Although the demon army is dead, the fierce will still exists, and they still dare to cut the sky!"

The watchman's aging body shook slightly, and the huge shadow behind him stepped forward and let out a roar.

"Besides, you are not the heavens, but only represent the heavens, not to mention that they only represent the heavens that have been discounted by the heavenly court. ”

"Grovelly, how can you have the face to insult my demon army?"

The heavenly demon shadow entered again, and those blood-red eyes in the darkness pressed towards the divine light together with the monstrous demonic mist around them.

"You no longer have time to summon forces from the heavens. ”

Jian Nantian spoke calmly, but both the Demon Army and the Divine Light invariably quieted down.

"Retreat! The rest of you don't have to, and you can't afford the last battle of the demon army. ”

Jian Nantian's sword eyebrows were raised, looking at the divine light in the sky, not angry but already with majestic majesty.

The light of the gods was silent.

"Death is unyielding, and the name of the Demon Army is well deserved. We wait for admiration. ”

The divine light that rose from the school said loudly.

"However, please also ask the Sword Venerable not to forget that the Body of Chaos is not only a dispute between the Realms and the Heavenly Court, please be careful, be cautious. ”

Then that divine light turned to other divine lights.

"Gentlemen, let's all retreat tonight. ”

The divine light surrounded in a circle, and gradually moved away from the bamboo house surrounded by countless pairs of blood-red pupils, the divine light gradually dimmed, and the countless blood-red eyes in the dark night gradually closed one pair after another.

Both sides were vigilant against each other, and simultaneously withdrew their own forces.

When the most brilliant divine light receded past the side of the small town watchman, the watchman did not move, but the huge black shadow behind him that stood up to the sky suddenly moved, and opened his huge markless palm and suddenly grabbed the most brilliant divine light.

The deepest darkness collided with the brightest light in the air. The giant hand of darkness went against the light and reached deep into the divine light.

The divine light quickly avoided it, but a large piece of light was torn apart by the giant hand of the black shadow as if it were substance, and it was grasped in his hand.

"The descendants of the Green Emperor are nothing more than that. ''

''That you may know.'' Immortals can be bullied, Buddhas can be provoked, and demons cannot be humiliated!''

The watchman raised his head, which had been lowered, and the old man's voice was low and majestic.

At the moment when the watchman made a move, the originally much dimmer divine light suddenly lit up again, and the blood-colored pupils that had been closed in the darkness opened one after another.

The murderous intent between the two sides suddenly tightened to the peak.

In the end, it was the clear voice from before that broke the deadlock.

''Retreat, retreat!''

The divine light shook slightly, and finally sped up and went away, and gradually lost all the light.

The blood-red eyes in the darkness closed again, and the roofs, trees, and moons on the ground rose into the air, turning into scattered red clouds.

The dried corpses that littered the mountains outside the town were once again leaving in groups in a neat pace. Their empty pupils were staring around blankly again, as if they had been searching for something.

What are they looking for? Their parched pupils are gone.

Occasionally, their mouths opened wide, as if shouting for a charge. But they could no longer shout, only silent mouths.

But they are still marching, forward, forward, never back, until they die.

''How many years have passed, we are still here, and the demon army is still there. ''

The huge black shadow behind the watchman slowly turned his head to look at the departure of those who were still wearing familiar armor.

Even after a long time, the armor is still deeply engraved in his memory. But his memory hadn't faded yet, why had the once incomparably strong armor almost decayed into ashes?

''We've been asleep for many, many years. But we came back anyway. ''

''Come back and continue to join this war that must be lost.'' The plasterer added gloomily.

''No, the demon army can die, but it will never be defeated! ''

The two of them finished talking, turned to face Jian Nantian, who was still sitting in the courtyard, and bowed deeply.

''The sword master has worked hard for many years!''

Jian Nantian solemnly returned the salute in the wheelchair.

"My sword is not alone. ''

The sound of this sentence echoed in the high night sky of the moon, echoed in the darkness of the town that had quieted down again, and echoed in the mountains and fields where the corpse army had gone.

With respect, all the unyielding heroic spirits tonight.

......

"Boom''

The duel between divine light and darkness just now affected the balance of heaven and earth, and this already unquiet winter night sounded with bursts of muffled dark thunder.

In the courtyard of the town's dye mill, a girl in white stood alone under the night sky with her eyes closed.

She didn't open her eyes, as if she was still asleep, but two tear stains flowed quietly on her face.

''Already, is it time to leave?''