Once rich in natural products and like spring all year round, the canyon that was hundreds of feet high collapsed in an instant, one moment it was heaven, and the next moment it became the most terrible hell in the world.

The loud bang was heard for miles away, the earth shook, the boulders jumped, and the thick smoke and dust splashed hundreds of feet high, and it was impossible to see that tens of thousands of lives were buried under the rocks.

Hundreds of thousands of catties of boulders shattered, rolled down from a hundred feet in the air, and fell on the top of the barbarian cavalry, making a dull thunderous crashing sound, turning all living creatures into pulp, and even the tiniest insects were shattered into pieces.

The power of the clouds struck the eye of this gorge, and then, in just a moment, this beautiful gorge died, along with everything in the gorge.

The fine stones were still cracking, and the muffled thunderous sound continued to sound, connecting into one piece, and the smoke and dust that shook up more and more, gradually covering all the scenery in front of them.

Looking at everything in front of him, there is no one who does not feel frightened.

This kind of great change in heaven and earth, it doesn't matter what ordinary martial artist is or Grandmaster Xuanche, whether he can survive or not depends entirely on luck, who is lucky, he was not hit head-on by the stone, and then he happened not to be shocked by the violent concussion, then he may still survive.

Beyond the canyon, the barbarian army quickly formed formation, looking for an impending ambush.

But Battle knew that there was no ambush at all.

He stood in front of the gorge, his face pale and sad, but his eyes were staring straight ahead, as if he could see through countless smoke and dust, and see into the depths of the canyon.

He didn't expect the 10,000 people who entered the canyon to survive.

Although he still felt a faint breath, but after being so seriously injured, even if he was saved, it would be difficult to survive, even if he himself, with his indestructible physique that had surpassed King Kong, he might not be able to survive under this impact.

As soon as he waved his hand, a strong wind rose and fell in front of him, and in a blink of an eye, the flying smoke and dust were swept up by the sudden wind, swirling, and flying to the side covering the sky and the sun.

With his eyesight, even from a mile away, he could clearly see the person he wanted to see, and even saw the black clothes on the other party's body and the indifferent expression on his face.

Of course he knew who it was.

Although compared to the beginning, the strength is very different, but the power that destroys this mountain gorge in front of him still has a familiar aura, and the gathered heaven and earth vitality is just an incidental means, and it is the sword that really strikes.

Li Wenshuo was also looking at Ulan Baatyr, after many days, the two met again, the sword in his hand was out of the sheath, and he did not rush forward, of course, the opponent was standing there, and he was not here to sharpen the sword for him at this moment.

"Opponent?"

Li Wenshuo muttered to himself in his heart, only looking at Ulan Batar in front of him, his face was calm, and his heart was as calm as stagnant water, and he didn't look like he had just buried 10,000 lives with his own hands.

He didn't know why he was so calm, he thought for a moment, suddenly smiled, looked at Ulan Baatar in front of him, raised his left hand, and raised his middle finger at him.

He knew that all this was inevitable, and along the way, Ulan Baatar may not have taken action personally, but the barbarian army had killed too many people.

He's going to kill too.

The Central Plains people pay attention to revenge, tooth for tooth, blood for blood, and he is an authentic Central Plains person, and he happens to be a martial artist who can kill people and kill, so he has no choice but to kill.

Ulan Baatar looked at Li Wenshuo's raised middle finger, this gesture, even the distant people of the Western Continent knew what it meant, he had no reason not to know, but his expression was also very calm.

It's just that his face is a little pale.

"I'll kill you. ”

He spoke very calmly to his former friend, and there was endless anger and sadness in his heart, which almost annihilated him, but he still did not move.

He swore that the sword that he had sharpened with his own hands would be broken with his own hands.

This former friend of his, he would kill with his own hands.

In the distance, between the cliffs, the black figure twisted, and then disappeared abruptly.

It's a pity that Liu Zhenguo, the deputy marshal of the barbarian army, has just returned to the group, hoping to lead the army with the knowledge he learned from the Central Plains, and when he shows his ambitions, he didn't even see his enemy, and he was cut into pieces of meat by the sword that fell from the sky.

Li Wenshuo didn't know who the people who died under that sword, and he wasn't interested in knowing, after all, there were too many people who died under this sword.

He came here long before coming to the Tiger Prison Pass, found the eye of this canyon, and today came here before the barbarians left, and took advantage of the sufficient number of barbarian troops to enter the canyon, so he triggered the previous arrangement with a sword.

Before this, he did not reveal the slightest breath, and his whole body turned into a stone in the mountain, and even Ulan Baatar did not notice him.

To be precise, this sword really slashed this beautiful canyon, but in fact, the canyon was only a disaster for no reason, because Li Wenshuo wanted to kill people.

No one wants to kill a mountain.

Li Wenshuo had already returned to the Tiger Prison Pass, and he knew that after he made this sword, Ulan Baatar would inevitably come, even if the road in front of him had collapsed, he would still take the remaining 60,000 troops to the Tiger Prison Pass, instead of taking a detour.

Although he had a delicate relationship with Ulan Baatar before, in fact, he really didn't know much about his barbarian friend, but he saw it in Ulan Batel's eyes.

At this moment, his face was a little pale, and the power in his body to communicate with heaven and earth was almost exhausted in that sword, but then, countless heaven and earth vitality followed the meridians to fill the emptiness in his body, and the meridians all over his body were in severe pain.

Song Guangming, who was beside him, hurriedly brought up the ginseng tea prepared in advance, Li Wenshuo ordered yesterday to collect a large number of supplements in this city, this thousand-year-old ginseng was obtained by his father from the gang in the city that had not yet had time to evacuate.

Even if it was so far away, there was a shock in the city, he climbed up to the top of the city, and looked at the smoke and dust in the distance, which was swaying in the sky.

In his opinion, the power of heaven and earth is the work of ghosts and gods, and it is not at all beyond the reach of human beings.

But everything in front of him told him that the man in front of him had a great power in his hand that could almost change the world, and he was shocked in his heart, but looking at Li Wenshuo, there was endless admiration in his eyes.

He respectfully served ginseng tea.

But who knew that Li Wenshuo didn't look at it, picked up the cup of ginseng tea, like a thirsty drought for hundreds of years, drank it clean in one sip, still looked at him, and said, "What about ginseng, take it directly." ”

Li Wenshuo's eyes were full of evil aura at this moment, which frightened Song Guangming subconsciously took a step back, hurriedly walked out, and offered the thousand-year-old ginseng completely.

The ginseng is quite complete, and the cup of ginseng tea just now only used some roots, cut a thin slice the size of a fingernail, and stewed a pot into a bowl over low heat.

But Li Wenshuo grabbed the palm-sized ginseng, like chewing a radish, ate it in three or two bites, licked the corner of his mouth, and didn't let go of even a drop of juice, and he looked like he was still unsatisfied afterwards.

At this time, Luo Jiuyi walked in, holding a brocade box wrapped in golden brocade in his hand, and as soon as he entered the room, he gave Song Guangming a color, and Song Guangming retreated with great interest.

Compared with the stereotype of his father Song Yaozu, he is quite familiar with human feelings, and the Song family can have today's situation, half of his credit.

Luo Jiuyi looked at Li Wenshuo, frowned slightly, and said: "The consumption of this sword is still too large, and the internal breath can be quickly recovered, but the damage to the muscles, flesh, periosteum and meridians on the body cannot be healed so quickly, if the enemy attacks at this time, with your current state, you will definitely not be his opponent." ”

Li Wenshuo laughed dryly twice and said: "I glanced at him before, and I already knew that his breath is integrated, his body is self-contained, and his strength is already above me. ”

Luo Jiuyi frowned, with a hint of annoyance in his tone, and said: "The Li Wenshuo I know is by no means a person who admits defeat easily. ”

Hearing this, Li Wenshuo nodded, raised his head, looked directly at the beautiful eyes of the beauty in front of him, and said very seriously: "Well, even if it is a nineteen open, it has the power of a battle, a chance, and the outcome is unknown, but I need to replenish my vitality now." ”

Luo Jiuyi sighed helplessly, put the brocade box on the table in front of Li Wenshuo, and said: "In the past, the treasure of my Holy Gate's collection, the blood ginseng of the four thousand years old, the medicinal effect is more than ten times that of the thousand years of ginseng, it is better to replenish the vitality, and I will use my internal force to help you soothe the meridians later, I believe that at night, you will be able to recover as before." ”

["There is wine, a sword, and a beautiful woman"] Chapter 515 Is there a passionate feeling of slaughter?

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Chapter synopsis Once abundant in abundance and spring-like all year rounds, a canyon hundreds of feet high collapsed in an instant, one moment it was a paradise, and the next moment it became the most terrible hell in the world.

The loud bang was heard for miles away, the earth shook, the boulders jumped, and the thick smoke and dust splashed hundreds of feet high, and it was impossible to see that tens of thousands of lives were buried under the rocks.

Hundreds of thousands of catties of boulders shattered, rolled down from a hundred feet in the air, and fell on the top of the barbarian cavalry, making a dull thunderous crashing sound, turning all living creatures into pulp, and even the tiniest insects were shattered into pieces.

The power of the clouds struck the eye of this gorge, and then, in just a moment, this beautiful gorge died, along with everything in the gorge.

The fine stones were still cracking, and the muffled thunderous sound continued to sound, connecting into one piece, and the smoke and dust that shook up more and more, gradually covering all the scenery in front of them.

Looking at everything in front of him, there is no one who does not feel frightened.

This kind of great change in heaven and earth, it doesn't matter what ordinary martial artist is or Grandmaster Xuanche, whether he can survive or not depends entirely on luck, who is lucky, he was not hit head-on by the stone, and then he happened not to be shocked by the violent concussion, then he may still survive.

Beyond the canyon, the barbarian army quickly formed formation, looking for an impending ambush.

But Battle knew that there was no ambush at all.

He stood in front of the gorge, his face pale and sad, but his eyes were staring straight ahead, as if he could see through countless smoke and dust, and see into the depths of the canyon.

He didn't expect the 10,000 people who entered the canyon to survive.

Although he still felt a faint breath, but after being so seriously injured, even if he was saved, it would be difficult to survive, even if he himself, with his indestructible physique that had surpassed King Kong, he might not be able to survive under this impact.

As soon as he waved his hand, a strong wind rose and fell in front of him, and in a blink of an eye, the flying smoke and dust were swept up by the sudden wind, swirling, and flying to the side covering the sky and the sun.

With his eyesight, even from a mile away, he could clearly see the person he wanted to see, and even saw the black clothes on the other party's body and the indifferent expression on his face.

Of course he knew who it was.

Although compared to the beginning, the strength is very different, but the power that destroys this mountain gorge in front of him still has a familiar aura, and the gathered heaven and earth vitality is just an incidental means, and it is the sword that really strikes.

Li Wenshuo was also looking at Ulan Baatyr, after many days, the two met again, the sword in his hand was out of the sheath, and he did not rush forward, of course, the opponent was standing there, and he was not here to sharpen the sword for him at this moment.

"Opponent?"

Li Wenshuo muttered to himself in his heart, only looking at Ulan Batar in front of him, his face was calm, and his heart was as calm as stagnant water, and he didn't look like he had just buried 10,000 lives with his own hands