Every bloom of sword light will definitely splash a blood flower and take away a life, at this time, people are extremely fragile, no different from a blank piece of paper, just like a candle swaying in the night wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

......

"Ahh

"Don't Kill Me"

"Run"

"He's a demon. ”

Countless people are wailing, struggling, invective, and at the end of their lives, they can only use this way to vent their fears or escape death.

The helplessness of the weak can only be truly immersive, and you can feel the despair that goes deep into the bone marrow, the feeling of powerlessness.

If someone can come out of despair, then he already has the heart of a strong man.

Because no one wants to experience this despair a second time.

......

It's just that their end is doomed the moment they make their choice. Sometimes the world is so wonderful, life or death is only in a moment, only one choice is one's own.

They blocked Zhang Zheng's way, so they had to die.

......

When the last figure fell, the sword light that filled the air also dissipated like a floating cloud, as if it had never appeared, leaving only a corpse in one place, like a Shura hell, and a river of blood.

......

The open space in front of the City Lord's Mansion was full of corpses, blood stained the ground red, and gathered into the ditch on one side, forming a flowing river of blood, the rich blood drifted with the breeze, and even the diffuse mist was stained with a trace of blood red.

......

Three more people are still alive.

Zhang Zheng holding a long knife

The angry Second Commander

and the trembling triumvirate

Of the rest of the forbidden soldiers, not a single one is still alive.

......

This terrible scene also fell into the eyes of the peeping people around them, and the nose could smell blood, and everyone was terrified. They can't forget that this young man in white just cut the commander of the forbidden army who has been famous for decades in two with a light knife, and slaughtered hundreds of elite soldiers in less than ten breaths.

So, in a short period of time, ready to fish in troubled waters, most of the people behind the yellow finch began to retreat, for no other reason, because just now, the terrible devil was actually grinning at them.

The timid ones were directly frightened and fainted, and the bolder ones were also two trembling forces, and they were frightened and didn't dare to move, for fear of being unhappy and being wiped out by someone.

"Withdraw"

A middle-aged man shouted unwillingly, and finally glanced inexplicably in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, and then left with seventy or eighty men without looking back.

"Let's go. ”

In the other direction, the same group of people is retreating.

The level of battle here has exceeded the scope of most of the people who can bear it, but there are also those who continue to stay, and they are undoubtedly big forces with confidence.

......

On a tall building not far away, two figures stood side by side, looking down into the distance.

One man carries a sword

One was shirtless

A hint of hesitation flashed on the face of the person carrying the sword, and he said: "It's so strong to kill, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to let this son go." ”

The shirtless man sneered and said: "Most of the time Li Qiankun's enemy came to the door, has he done less evil things over the years?" Besides, you are not the opponent of this young man, less than the age of double ten, but the knife path is so high, the person I have seen in my life can overpower him in the knife path, but the number of hands, the bull's nose is old, if you don't make ten moves against him, you will lose your life. ”

......

After being silent for a moment, the person who carried the sword did dispel the thoughts in his heart, and sighed: "There are talented people in the country, and a new generation is better than the old." After speaking, he turned around and went back to the restaurant, and the shirtless man followed in.

......

......

In the middle of the battlefield, the cold air was overflowing, the white mist was filled, the temperature plummeted, and a fine layer of frost spread out, and after a while, all the corpses were covered, like a lifelike ice sculpture on the ground.

......

The dead branches that fell from the "curry" were trampled off, and stepping on the ruins, Zhang Zheng walked step by step to the two people who were still alive with a long knife.

This is a living mouth that he deliberately left, otherwise, he would have killed them all just now.

It's just the sound of his footsteps, even if it's just the sound of stepping on a dead branch, like a long sword, fiercely piercing the hearts of the Great Commander and the Second Commander, as if there is a long sword roaring in his ears, a war drum roaring, and his heart beating with his footsteps, every time, it is the death knell of death.

Waiting for death is the most painful thing, you don't know where death will appear, because it is always by your side, at this time, people's desire to survive will be infinitely magnified.

Of course, there are also people who are really not afraid of death.

......

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" he asked softly, the long knife in his right hand dripping blood, a very exciting picture.

It's as beautiful as a princess and a beast.

A handsome young man, a fluttering boy in white, was shaking the blood-stained blade with a smile on his face, and behind him, there was a hell.

lunatic

Only a madman can do such a thing, to be so indifferent.

......

If you don't go crazy, you can't live.

......

"You brute, when the city lord comes out, you will also die. The Second Commander grinned, but the corners of his eyes were slightly soaked.

......

"Don't bother, you just tell me where your city lord is, so I can go to him. Zhang Zheng chuckled.

......

"Die. This iron-blooded man shouted angrily, the iron spear shattered the ground, holding the body of the gun in both hands, the bone joints protruded, and rushed towards Zhang Zheng, completely abandoning the defense, it was a fighting style that ended up together.

However, the spear finally stopped, and a flash of knife light slashed through the void, and Zhang Zheng appeared behind him, slowly retracting the long knife into its sheath.

The wind blew, and with a "poof", the burly body slammed heavily on the ground, and at the throat, an inconspicuous red line was oozing blood.

......

"Since he chose to die, then you can choose to live. ”

Coming to the last living person, the body of the three commanders, this invincible person on weekdays, after all, still lowered his head, trembling, how many times he has survived, this time, he also does not want to die.

At this time, he was very confused in his heart, and he didn't know whether to thank his second brother or hate him.

"I know you don't want to die. Zhang Zheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Take me to Li Qiankun, and then you can survive." ”

"You are a smart person, and you will not make a choice that you will regret for the rest of your life. ”

......

silent

It's like the streets of Syracuse in December.

......

His body trembled, and after a few breaths, he calmed down again, and when he raised his head, there was no killing intent in his blood-colored eyes, only unforgettable fear.

For countless days and nights from now on, the same image may appear in his dreams.

And this young man in white will become a nightmare that he will never get rid of.

"The city lord is in retreat in the secret room in the palace, and I will take you there. He uttered these words weakly, and staggered ahead, his body as cricket as a beggar in the street.

The Dao heart is broken, and the second half of his life is basically over.

......

Holding the long knife, Zhang Zheng followed behind, stepping into the gate of the City Lord's Mansion with a crisp pace.

Li Qiankun is his worst enemy, a martial artist who can try to break through the realm of Dongxuan, and he is very interested in fighting with him.

The kind of life-and-death struggle that is evenly matched makes people's blood boil when they think about it.