The dead soldiers of Tanglin Mansion are the real dead soldiers. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Some of these savages from the deep mountains and ancient forests were born to know their origins, and some did not understand their past until they died. It's just that they have never cared, because when the hope in their hearts is dead, in addition to the numb life and death training all day long, there is only the ideological purpose of preferring to die to complete the task instilled since childhood.

In the past endless years, these dead soldiers from Tanglin Mansion have completed countless incredible tasks. Even when the balanced sect Bai Yunshou planned to assassinate the prime minister of Shu State, the dead soldiers of Tanglin Mansion played an immeasurable role in it.

Even so, the Tanglin Mansion has never given these dead people any chance to be human again, because they were born to die. It is precisely because they know that they will die no matter what, and they are more and more fearless of death in battle.

When Hu Boqiu's hand broke the sword and stabbed Xu Qingyun's throat, Xu Qingyun had already raised the sword to his chest, but looking at the numb and cold expression of the black-clothed dead man in front of him, it was obviously a method of exchanging life for life.

"Perverted!" Xu Qingyun scolded secretly, he would not exchange his life with others, so he had to grit his teeth and retreat.

But the broken sword in Hu Boqiu's hand did not have the slightest intention of retreating, the small sword that was like a small sword made of animal bones, when Xu Qingyun wanted to retreat, suddenly stepped forward again and stabbed directly at Xu Qingyun's face.

Ding.

Ye Leng Leng stood in the air with a sword, his long hair flying, his white skirt fluttering in the wind, and the dark blue frost ancient sword in his left hand blocked this attack. At the same time, his five fingers flexed, and his right hand clenched into a fist, smashing into Hu Boqiu's wrist.

"Fight quickly, leave no room for life!" Hu Boqiu's face was calm, and no emotion appeared on his dark cheeks, just the moment Ye Leng Leng smashed his fist from mid-air, his toes tapped the ground again, and the rest of the dead soldiers jointly surrounded and killed Xu Qingyun and the two.

"Very strong!" Xu Qingyun's face was solemn, he looked at the few people who rushed again, he didn't dare to hesitate at all, the slender sword body of the Bai Yi Sword in his hand was slightly raised, and the two Zhurong sword momentum slashed out directly, blocking dozens of bombarded attacks.

The swords in the hands of the dead soldiers of Tanglin Mansion are all white bone short swords as thin as dragons, they have no fixed swordsmanship, they only know how to change their lives for cold moves, and even the exercises are the kind of exercises that can stimulate potential and gain great strength in a short time.

Although they were not as powerful and perfect as Xu Qingyun's Divine Illumination Sutra, these dead soldiers no longer cared about the overload after the battle and the serious trauma caused to their future cultivation, and only thought about how to kill the enemy.

This is a kind of ruthless and cruel practice, and no one will give up their future to do things in vain for a while. But these dead soldiers of Tanglin Mansion didn't care, they who had originally built the foundation and cultivated, under the powerful power inspired by the exercises, they already faintly had the breath of half a sitting.

Even the cold night is a little unbearable, but since you like to exchange your life for life, what am I afraid of cold at night?

When the two sharp ancient swords pierced into the cold calves of the night, the bright red blood had already soaked the white gauze skirt, her face was as calm as water, she raised the frost cold ancient sword in her hand, and stabbed it directly into the throat of the dead man of Tanglin Mansion.

Swapping their lives for their lives, they all think it's worth it.

Ye Leng Leng felt that the scar on his calf had changed the life of a dead soldier in Tanglin Mansion, which was a very worthwhile thing. Hu Boqiu felt that the two people in front of him were very powerful, and it was worth exchanging the life of a dead soldier in Tanglin Mansion for her injury.

But Xu Qingyun felt that it was not worth it!

He looked at the red blood flowing down from the cold jade-like calves of the night, his eyes were full of indescribable grief and indignation, he had said that he would not let her be injured and bleed, but he saw that she would rather be injured herself than reduce the burden for herself.

"The night is cold, you idiot!"

"You said you wouldn't joke with your body!"

Xu Qingyun's eyes were slightly red, his heart was full of anger, and the white sword in his hand was directly slashed out, he did not have the perverted self-healing power of Ye Lengleng, but at this time, his mood was already full of killing intent, and when he kept giving in for the same pain, he would rather bear it himself than let the little girl face it by herself.

Also desperately fighting for his life, the Bai Yi sword pierced through the head of the comer, and the small ancient sword was also nailed to his shoulder. But Xu Qingyun was not afraid, his face was cold, and the pale hair on his temples like snow looked a little cold in the warm sun.

The snow is cut out in spring.

Zhu Rong's swordsmanship slashed out.

These really powerful sword postures on weekdays are obviously a little stretched in the face of the dead soldiers of Tanglin Mansion who exchange their lives for their lives. The enemy will not be afraid of how strong your sword is, even if it is the strongest sword of Mr. Ruozilu, even if it is the weakest sword of a three-year-old child, they will not care.

Their purpose is just to kill!

The two sword slashes out, successfully killing a dead soldier, but the lower abdomen ushered in the piercing of two sharp ancient swords. The cold and cold coldness can be clearly felt in the chest and abdomen, and the vitality of the dantian seems to be no longer flowing naturally as it was before at this time, the blood stains the red robe, and the breath of the whole person is gradually weakening!

But his gaze was fearless, the white sword in his hand was raised again, regardless of the blood staining the air red, the sharp blade of the sword slashed through the warm sun of early autumn, and in front of the dead man who finally showed a little emotion, he slashed down without the slightest hesitation!

Come on!

Let's continue to hurt each other!

burst

The sound of two sharp blades piercing into the skin seemed so clear and shocking in the warm and silent autumn sun.

Hu Boqiu looked at the three dead companions on the ground, and then looked at Xu Qingyun, who was covered in blood holes, and finally showed a slightly complicated and moving expression in his indifferent eyes. He is a person who has experienced many life and death battles, and has seen many fierce and tough people, but he has never seen someone who can be so cruel to himself.

What's more, he is only thirteen or fourteen years old, what kind of experience can make him have such a resolute and tenacious heart?

"Qingyun!"

Ye Leng Leng finally noticed what was happening here, she looked at Xu Qingyun who was already covered in blood with some disbelief, the corners of her thin lips trembled slightly, and her voice was full of anger: "Are you an idiot? Why do you do this?"

The corners of Xu Qingyun's mouth were a little pale, and he smiled with difficulty, and said hoarsely: "Do you understand how I feel in my heart now?"

Ye Leng Leng felt a slight tremble in her heart, she looked at Xu Qingyun's already pale little face, bit the corner of her lip and said, "But there are some things that always have to be faced by someone!"

Xu Qingyun smiled reluctantly and said, "Since this is the case, then let us face it together." (To be continued.) )