The years of the sword will always be the theme of the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes without the sword will be boring and tight, and the war will always be the theme of the world, without war, life will be very boring. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Be prepared for danger in times of peace, not everyone can do it, always live in an era of peace, then you will never progress, only continuous oppression, can continue to move forward.

Yue Xiao's road was bumpy and unsmooth.

Yue Xiao, who was holding two swords, gradually approached the vanguard camp of the feudal army, and Long Xiao, who had been waiting in front of the tent, was curious, could it be that the princess was really like a god?

He knows very well the terrible thing about the princess, if Xu Ziying does not have Chongsan, then let alone this wild land in the northwest, I am afraid that even the spirit has become the world of the feudal army, but both Shengyu and He Shengliang, the princess is a female generation after all, although she can command the three armies, but in the eyes of the lord, she is still not as comfortable as a man.

The vanguard officer Long Xiao is very aware of the contradictions within the feudal kingdom, the lord is patriarchal, but because of the outstanding ability of the princess, her energy in the army is unmatched.

Even the eldest prince didn't dare to show his might in front of this only sister, let alone the rest of the princes.

Although the Lord has not yet appointed a prince, it may be because of the pressure brought to him by the princess, and more importantly, he is examining his several unsuccessful sons.

Long Xiao recalled some inside stories about the royal kingdom of the feudal kingdom in his mind, and at the same time, he was also guessing who would dominate the feudal kingdom in the future.

Long Xiao sat in front of the tent, waiting for Yue Xiao's arrival, he was convinced of the princess's words. The princess said that Yue Xiao would come, so Yue Xiao would definitely come.

It's not an experience, it's a belief that's deeply rooted in the bones, a belief in a princess.

Long Xiao didn't know that while he was thinking, Yue Xiao had already come to a short distance outside the camp, just a person, walking silently, and was not discovered by the patrolling team.

Because he found that his patrol team was sleeping in the yellow sand.

"Changhong, it's really amazing!" Yue Xiao looked at the blood-stained Changhong Sword in his hand, half of the Changhong Sword that was half open, sharpening iron like clay.

Looking at the big camp not far away, Yue Xiao felt infinite emotion in his heart.

Ever since that night, when he killed ten black-clothed people with his broken Mo Li, Yue Xiao found that he liked that feeling more and more, and that bloodthirsty feeling was so good.

He was still a little cowering before, but after meeting the patrol of the Sanbo Domain Army, the sword in Yue Xiao's hand became more and more stable, and his heart became colder and colder.

If the sword god in the golden dragon purple robe in the Demon Valley was still alive, then he would definitely know what Yue Xiao's artistic conception was at the moment.

Killing Intent!

The artistic conception of being born only for killing, it was because of this killing intent that the sword god of the year defeated the five elders of the Demon Sect, and killed four in the end.

It's just that at this moment, Yue Xiao was deeply immersed in killing intent, looking at the blood-stained Changhong who was unilaterally attacking, there was only madness in his eyes, he needed blood!

Yue Xiao strode forward.

The observation post of the feudal army finally discovered Yue Xiao.

When Yue Xiao was still half a mile away from the pioneer camp.

Long Xiao, who had been sitting in front of the tent and waiting for Yue Xiao, heard that his subordinates had come to report that someone had come to break into the camp.

Long Xiao ran to the position of the observation post in disbelief and looked at Yue Xiao who was one person and one sword.

"Does he really want to die?" Long Xiao's heart was full of doubts, he had already arranged everything, just waiting for the remnants of the Xu Zi Battalion to attack, but what he saw now was Yue Xiao alone, carrying a bloodstained long sword.

Long Xiao was sure in his heart that the remnants of the Xu Zi Battalion must be watching the fire on the other side, and they must have wanted to use Yue Xiao as a bait to let themselves neglect their precautions, and then the Xu Zi Battalion took advantage of the weakness to enter.

Of course, Long Xiao will not be fooled.

"The whole battalion is on alert, ready to meet the enemy!" Long Xiao's order was extremely accurate, but he didn't know that Yue Xiao really came alone, but there was more than one sword.

Xu Ziying did not use him as a decoy to attract his attention.

Looking at the more than 100 soldiers of the feudal army who rushed out of the camp, Yue Xiao still looked calm, his eyes revealed madness, he looked at the oncoming feudal army, as if he saw blood, bright and beautiful blood flowers were blooming one by one.

Yue Xiao walked with a dragon step, and quickly headed towards the feudal army.

Long Xiao, who was standing at the observation post, condescendingly observed the battlefield.

I saw that as soon as Yue Xiao came into contact with his own soldiers, a flowing blood flower bloomed in the yellow sand in the sky.

Changhong's momentum was invincible, and where the Changhong sword that opened half of the edge passed, it must have been splashed with blood, and the bright red color bloomed one by one between the feudal army and Yue Xiao.

Under Changhong's sword, life after life was constantly flowing, Yue Xiao looked at Changge who was coming towards him, and a trace of abuse flashed in his eyes.

I saw Changhong skipping by, and the four Changge were neatly broken.

A cold light swept through again, and four blood lines splashed out from the neck of Changge's master.

Yue Xiao took a step forward, and the Changhong in his hand slashed down diagonally, and a sword qi came out from the Changhong.

The invisible sword qi swept by, and the two people in front of Yue Xiao could only hear a pop, and the sword qi swept across Changge, which was blocking his chest.

Chang Ge broke off in response, and before the two of them had time to say half a word, their bodies slid up and down and broke off.

The blood fell to the ground and quickly seeped into the yellow sand, leaving only the disgusting internal organs and blood sausages.

Yue Xiao didn't stop because of nausea, and Changhong in his hand didn't stop his bloodthirsty path because of the blood and water in that place.

Yue Xiao's eyes revealed bloodthirsty fun, but his face was still calm, and the Changhong in his hand slashed out again.

The move is just a simple stabbing and provoking, but it moves elegantly and chic among hundreds of people, and every time the sword is released, it brings up a touch of blood or blood line.

The dragon step is the first sword step in the world, the dragon is in the void, ethereal and without a trace, the wolf walks the tiger, fast and mighty.

The dragon step is the first of the three sword steps recognized in the world.

In the collection of the Emei faction, it is to step on the water waves, walk on the candle flame, step on a leaf on the tree, and walk in the ethereal to describe this dragon walk.

And Long Xiao, who was standing on a high place at this moment, was enjoying this scene, yes, it was appreciation, it was a kind of enjoyment, as if he was infected by Yue Xiao's killing intent, completely forgetting that his soldiers were being slaughtered by Yue Xiao.

Long Xiao, who was deeply trapped in the killing intent brought by Yue Xiao, watched intently at the agility of Changhong in Yue Xiao's hand, elegant and gentle, as quiet as an ancient well without waves, and as moving as thunder.

"It turns out that killing people is also a kind of enjoyment. A smile appeared on the corner of Long Xiao's mouth.

When the guards around him heard this, they looked at the general who was reprimanding the lieutenant generals in front of the big tent.

The soldier standing at the observation post looked at Long Xiao's smile, as if he was frightened, and did not dare to make a sound, but silently turned his head and continued to watch his brothers being slaughtered by that demon.

However, after more than ten breaths, Yue Xiao took more than ten steps, only three zhang away, and there was a mess behind him, with corpses all over the place, broken limbs and wreckage, and bright blood dyed the entire yellow sand land red.

Only half of the more than 100 people who rushed out of the camp remained.

The soldier who died tragically under Yue Xiao's sword never dreamed that he would become a lonely ghost in the world after just one side.

The remaining fifty or so people flinched, it was the fear brought to them by the long sword in Yue Xiao's hand, it was the tremor of the heart, it was the demon in the world. That longsword is a magic knife from hell, bloodthirsty and ruthless.

Yue Xiao looked at the retreating feudal army, the battle intent in his heart was even more victorious, to be precise, the killing intent had already invaded the blood of his whole body.

The internal force that wanders in the second vein of Ren Du is constantly pouring out, and the whole body seems to have inexhaustible strength.

This is a sign of killing intent into the devil, and it is also a wonderful realm, the sword god of the year entered the Tao with killing intent, but he has not yet reached the point of entering the demon, he is only one step away from reaching the realm of the unity of heaven and man, but unfortunately he fell into the clutches of the blood of the demon sect leader.

Now Yue Xiao is not facing the five elders of the Demon Sect, nor is he the Demon Sect Leader who has cultivated the magic skill blood clutches, just a group of strong soldiers, even if he does not have this killing intent, he can defeat them, and the killing intent brings Yue Xiao is a slaughter, the bleak and desolate killing intent spreads all over Yue Xiao's body, Yue Xiao holds the Changhong in his hand, and walks in the misty step under his feet, and instantly appears in front of the group of soldiers of the feudal army.

When the soldiers of the feudal army who were afraid of Yue Xiao saw Yue Xiao coming again, they were forced to fight, and the Changge in their hands stabbed towards Yue Xiao.

Yue Xiao saw more than ten Changge on the opposite side coming towards him, his expression was calm, his face was still the same, his toes were light, he jumped up, more than ten Changge stabbed through, Yue Xiao tapped Changge, Changhong in his hand swept over, and a sword qi swept by.

Time seemed to freeze, but Yue Xiao didn't stop moving, he took advantage of the momentum and went straight behind the person who stabbed Chang Ge, and launched a new round of killing again.

After Yue Xiao stepped over, more than a dozen people fell into a ball, blood lines slowly seeped out from their necks, and their round eyes witnessed their death.

Long Xiao, who was standing on the observation post, was still deeply immersed in the killing intent brought by Yue Xiao, he enjoyed watching Yue Xiao's artistic killing, but the observing soldiers standing on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

He shouted a general, not loud, but enough for Long Xiao to hear.

But seeing that Long Xiao was still smiling and watching the demon slaughter his brother, he was indifferent to his shouting.

"General!" the soldier shouted again, patting Long Xiao on the shoulder.

At this moment, Yue Xiao was lifting his sword and slashing diagonally from the bottom to the top, Long Xiao saw this, his shoulders moved, and his right hand was doing the same action as Yue Xiao, although there was no sword in his hand, but it was full of strength.

The soldier flew out sideways, and on the top of the observation post, the soldier landed from above.

"General, you ......" The soldier who had lost his breath before he could finish his words couldn't figure out why his most beloved general suddenly slapped him.

The pain in his hand woke Long Xiao up, and he looked at his palm incredulously, feeling a little sore.

When he looked at Yue Xiao again, he was already approaching the camp, and behind him, nearly a hundred corpses lay down.

"How could this be? What the hell happened?" Long Xiao watched Yue Xiao's fluttering sword fall, there was only one blood-stained Yue Xiao outside the entire camp, and the soldiers standing in the vanguard camp were separated by an obstacle, only holding Chang Ge in his hand on guard, staring at that person and a sword.

This was Yue Xiao's first battle since he came out of the Demon Valley, and it was also a battle for the dead Hua Xiangrong.

In the wild yellow sand land of the northwest, Yue Xiao was angry, one person, one sword, and one hundred people were killed, and the feudal army in the pioneer camp was afraid.