Fire is like an arrow, and wind is like a sword.

The wind and fire were howling, but in a flash of lightning, the two fire arrows spewed out from Liu Bolun's nostrils were nailed straight to the center of the demon's eyebrows.

Before the demon could come to his senses, two fire arrows pierced into it like needles piercing tofu, and then two holes pierced through the back of the head, and two afterflames spread out, and the demon's entire head was enveloped in flames.

"It's delicious to burn it!" Liu Bolun couldn't help laughing when he saw that he had succeeded in the blow, but who would have thought that at this moment, a slap the size of a bull had arrived in front of him.

Let's say that although the demon's head was burned and squeaked, it was not affected in the slightest, and at the moment when Liu Bolun got up, the demon rounded his left paw and slapped Liu Bolun violently!

And Liu Bolun couldn't avoid it, his heart sank, and at the critical moment, he had to hold his right arm with his left palm, and took the hand again. But Liu Bolun was already injured a lot, and he just tried his best to block the blow, but now his qi has not eased up, and the strength he can use is naturally not as good as before.

At that moment, Liu Bolun only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then came back to his senses, he had been knocked out of the distance, in mid-air, Liu Bolun vomited out a mouthful of old blood, and when he came back to his senses, he found that his right arm was no longer numerous, and he wanted to forcibly clench his fist, but the whole arm was thrown backwards at a strange angle.

Are your arms gone?

Liu Bolun smiled bitterly, this result, maybe he had expected it a long time ago.

Parting from the world last night, Liu Bolun already vaguely smelled the smell of death. No matter how strong he is, he can't be more than a mortal body, how can he fight against 100,000 demon soldiers and a strong outrageous demon with his own strength?

But it's weird. Even though he knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to survive today, even if his hands and feet could not help trembling before the war began, his heart was indeed calm at this moment of fighting.

Breathing, every breath was so clear, the heaving of the chest. The pulse vibrate, the blood boiled, and he knew what he was fighting for.

Seeing that Liu Bolun was knocked out. The surrounding demon soldiers screamed and pounced, like a swarm of locusts, and Liu Bolun was drowned in it.

In front of and behind him, there are demons everywhere you can see. The strange appearance of the demons dancing wildly. Liu Bolun's heart was in a trance, and the time of heaven killing seemed to start flowing slowly again at that moment, Liu Bolun turned his bloodshot eyes, and he could clearly see the nightmarish faces in front of him.

The demons are laughing, what are they laughing at, aren't they also undressed?

Just die? No, it's not time yet.

Just when Liu Bolun was tired and wanted to sleep for a while. In his mind, the situation of the separation of the brothers yesterday suddenly appeared, all the way to the present. Many friends have returned ahead of schedule, their deaths, in exchange for today's last chance, now their two brothers are still working hard, how can Liu Bolun just leave early?

Even if you want to die, you have to be vigorous, at least go on the road with these guys!

Thinking of this, Liu Bolun's eyes widened suddenly, and since the bone of his right hand was shattered, Liu Bolun grabbed the blood-stained wine jug rope with his left hand, and drank it, spinning and spewing out a circle of fire!

Under the fire, Liu Bolun jumped up and rushed out of the defense, and then, he held the gourd rope in his mouth, and his left arm waved back violently, and with a bang, smashed the head of a demon who wanted to sneak attack.

Jumping up and landing, the demon attacked again, and Liu Bolun was wrestling with the demon soldiers, while looking not far away, the head of the demon turned from the liver lobe had been burned black, it first reached out and touched it, and then tore off the head.

Without a head, it seems to have no effect on it, a demon transformed by the liver, and Liu Bolun is no longer able to fight at this time, the fire flickered, and between a few ups and downs, the exhausted Liu Bolun could only do the battle of the trapped beast at this time.

How much more, less, how much?

How many fists were swung, how many drops of blood flowed, how many bones were broken, and how many demons died?

Is there 10,000?

No, it must be more than 10,000, maybe 30,000, it doesn't seem to be that much.

Between the endless battles, the blood flowing from Liu Bolun's forehead blurred his eyes, and at this moment his eyes were all blood-red, and it may be too much to calculate the number of demons eliminated at this time, because a round of demons falls, and a new round of demons will rush up after him.

The appearance of those demons was abominable, and at this time, Liu Bolun seemed to have changed into an ordinary appearance.

A little more, a little more, my friends, this is the last gift I can give you.

Thinking of this, Liu Bolun took a deep breath, the demons around him got closer and closer, and when the hundreds of claws were about to touch his body, Liu Bolun roared violently: "Break!!"

The retreat wine drawn from the qi and blood broke out again, and the qi wave blew hundreds of demons into pieces, and the surroundings suddenly opened up, and Liu Bolun, who was shirtless, stood up in the wind like a bloody god of war.

"Until I die. Liu Bolun stretched out his hand and pointed at the giant demon in the distance, and then said hoarsely: "You guys, don't think about it. ”

The headless demon didn't seem to understand what Liu Bolun meant, and the expression on the liver and leaf wings behind it was still clear crying and laughing, and the demon army was pouring here, and what greeted them would be Liu Bolun's last shine.

Once, twice, three times, Liu Bolun kept overdrawing his qi and blood, detonating the wine and returning to one, and after the fifth gas explosion, Liu Bolun could no longer feel the pain in his body, and the demon soldiers finally saw less, but only a part of it was missing.

And just when Liu Bolun wanted to cause another explosion of anger, suddenly his feet were weak, and he sat on the ground unconsciously.

"Finally, is it time for me to hit the road?" Liu Bolun gasped with difficulty, he had no strength in his body, and wanted to take another sip, but when he lifted the wine jug, he found that the wine in the wine gourd had also been drained at this moment, Liu Bolun shook the wine jug, and now there were only four bottles of wine left in the jug.

I saw him sigh softly. Then he smiled bitterly: "It seems that my generation of jade-faced wine Meng, and the last death is so ugly." ”

The previous five air blasts. Those demons were also frightened, so at this moment, seeing Liu Bolun sitting on the ground, they didn't dare to rush forward for a while, and this moment of time became the most peaceful time in Liu Bolun's life.

"He's funny. At that time, Liu Bolun knew that his time had come, and he actually thought to himself in his heart: "People say that they will recall the past like a marquee before they die, but why are all I think about now is some scolding words? By the way, I remembered that I seemed to have done this kind of reminiscence just now. Mother's legs, am I in such a hurry to do this?"

I don't regret it, but I'm just a little unwilling, and I think I've never been reconciled.

Looking at the restless demon army. Liu Bolun sighed in his heart: Really. Now that I think about it, from the beginning to the end, I was actually an ordinary person all along.

Ordinary background, ordinary hobbies, ordinary thoughts, even if he has obtained superb spells, he is still an ordinary mortal, this is indeed true. Compared with Shisheng and Li Hanshan's life experience, Liu Bolun is really ordinary and can't be ordinary. He is an ordinary person in the world, living in this world like you and me, with indignation at all injustices in his heart.

He doesn't have a bizarre life experience, nor does he have Li Hanshan's miserable childhood, and he doesn't even have a real goal.

No, he has goals, maybe his goals are too big to see clearly.

In the end, he couldn't get all the five kinds of wine, and what was his 'Tao'?

It doesn't matter, maybe at this moment, at the last moment of his life, nothing will matter to him.

"It's weird. Liu Bolun suddenly coughed, and then said to himself: "What doesn't matter, how can I think about such frustrating things, how can it not be important, how can those things not be important!!"

Death is gradually coming, fighting like this, it stands to reason that Liu Bolun should have accepted his fate a long time ago, because he really tried his best, and he paid a lot for it, and no one is qualified to blame him, but even so, at that moment, Liu Bolun's heart still couldn't be relieved, on the contrary, seeing those demon soldiers gradually approaching, the strange feelings in Liu Bolun's heart couldn't help but breed and spread.

That is unwillingness, it is anger, it is anger that can burn darkness!

Why, why is this always the case, why are there always so many unfair things happening in this world? Why, those corrupt officials suck the flesh and blood of the people, and the people cannot escape, why, why do those people in power talk and laugh and kill people invisibly, but they are still at ease?

And why, why are these dangerous demons so powerful, but the justice that guards the common people is like a candle in the wind, and can only be powerless!?

Why, what the fuck is all about!!

Obviously they are ugly, but God makes them smooth sailing, and it is obviously beautiful, but God makes it difficult for them to move forward.

It's not fair, it shouldn't be like this!!

And it was at that moment, at the moment before Liu Bolun's death, that the feelings in his heart burned, unprecedentedly strong, and when the anger reached its peak, Liu Bolun finally understood why he was angry, because this was his 'Tao'.

I am a mortal, and I will be angry when I encounter the injustice of the world, but this anger is by no means a useless fire, this is the heart of justice, this is the most basic existence as a flesh-and-blood person.

His Tao is very encompassing, just like the all-encompassing method of 'Qimen Dunjia' that he has learned.

That is the cry of humanity, that is the wrath of justice!

Liu Bolun has always been sarcastic about justice in his heart, because he feels that there is no absolute justice in the world, only absolute interests, but at this moment, he realized that there is justice in the world, what is justice?

Justice, righteousness.

I have only lived my life, only fighting for justice, and only angry because of injustice!

That is Liu Bolun's 'way of justice' and 'the way of justice'.

He was finally able to expound his 'Dao', and at this moment, those demons saw that Liu Bolun was trembling violently, so they began to move forward tentatively, seeing them getting closer and closer to him, Liu Bolun ignored them, because Gan's anger had filled his whole heart.

All along, he has been numbing the feelings in his heart with alcohol, so after comprehending his 'Tao', Liu Bolun also subconsciously shook the wine bottle with one arm. But this time, he didn't want to drink to kill his sorrows, on the contrary. He was going to borrow wine wisely.

Four small bottles fell out of the gourd, which was the result of Liu Bolun over the years, a total of four bottles, because the old beggar gave him instructions were only these four bottles, Liu Bolun looked at the last wine blankly, thinking in his heart, because at the same time as he understood his own 'Tao'. also suddenly remembered what the second master had said to him.

Back then, the second master solved their doubts in Peacock Village, and once mentioned Liu Bolun's 'Hundred Treasure Gourd'. He said to Liu Bolun at the time, you have always used this gourd to pour things, have you ever thought about putting something into it?

This gourd comes from the 'Glass Treasure House', and it stands to reason that all the cause and effect have already been predestined. The reason why this magic weapon can reach Liu Bolun's hands. Naturally, there is also an inevitable truth.

Just like Shisheng's 'Difficult to Fly' and Li Hanshan's 'Purple Bamboo Tent', it is not so much that Liu Bolun chose this gourd, but that this gourd chose him.

Their magic weapons, tempered by time, have subtly helped them realize a certain wish.

And what is Liu Bolun's wish?

At this moment, Liu Bolun finally figured out something, this gourd may not be just a weapon. It's a vessel for refining wine.

Thinking of this, Liu Bolun thoughtfully uncorked the four bottles of wine. From the first bottle to the fourth bottle, the wine pulp was poured into the gourd one by one, and the liquor was mixed together in the gourd, making a soft sound with the shaking, and after the four bottles of wine, Liu Bolun subconsciously touched into his arms and felt a golden bead.

It was a tear, a tear of cause and effect that witnessed the unwillingness of the third generation.

If there is cause and effect, then let me witness that the fruit of justice hangs from the branches, and if there is justice, please let me drink the wine of cause and effect!!

"If. I saw Liu Bolun laughing softly: "If this is a glass of wine, let me be happy and drink enough." ”

As he spoke, Liu Bolun let go of his fingers, and the golden beads fell into the gourd, and the drop of a tear made the just calm wine ripple again.

At the same time, the army of demon soldiers moved.

The endless demon roared again and pounced, but Liu Bolun was still staring at the gourd, he firmly believed, just as he was unwilling.

There may be no miracle in this world, all things are cause and effect have long been predestined, after the tears fell into the gourd, and saw that the gourd suddenly trembled, one, two, three, four, five, the gourd turned five times in place, and then from the mouth of the gourd violently erupted a five-colored brilliance!

The light is like smoke and fog, like a fire well erupting, instantly spraying the old high, and in the smoke, there are thousands of scenes, just like a mirage, but thousands of scenes are hazy, only a few dragons and tigers The shadow is very clear, the dragon is in the sky and the tiger is on the ground, the dragon and the tiger are in the same situation, just in line with the situation of heaven and earth.

The dragon raises its head to swallow the sky, and the tiger has a low jaw to eat the ground.

The first bottle of wine has the strongest aroma, called 'Biochemical Yiyun Fragrance Liquid', the second bottle of wine has more skin changing ability, called 'Less Danjing Immortal Formula', the third bottle of wine takes the sweat of the white donkey, which is for the 'White Dragon Fighting for Pearls Thousand Scattered Medicine', the fourth bottle of wine is the strongest in the world, called 'Drunken Immortal Teapot Chaohai Tide', and what about this fifth bottle of wine?

The tiger roars and the dragon roars, this omen of swallowing the sky and eating the earth, the fifth bottle of wine is called 'swallowing the sky and eating the earth'!

The fifth bottle of wine was finally made, but Liu Bolun was not very excited at that time, because at the moment of the wine, he had already understood the meaning of this wine, this is the wine of justice, but if you want to be just in the world, you must pay sacrifice!

The smoke and rain of the rivers and mountains shook overnight, swallowing the sky and eating the earth and being proud!

Heaven is unfair, then I will swallow this day and eat this earth! Even if my mouth is full of blood, even if my mouth is full of broken teeth!!

Thinking of this moment, Liu Bolun slowly stood up and smiled at the army of demon soldiers in front of him who were forced away by this strange wine.

Handsome face, charming smile, and that chivalrous heart.

Liu Bolun put all these into the wine, along with a qiē, at that moment, he leaned sideways, his right arm drooped, first used his left arm to comb his long hair, and then, with a smile, said: "Drinking more is useless, just one sip." ”

After that, Liu Bolun held the gourd in his left hand, opened his mouth, and a sweet wine syrup slipped from the mouth of the gourd, and in the mist smoke, Liu Bolun drank his fifth bottle of wine.

Perhaps he didn't know that it was the most heroic drinking posture of his life, and the figure of the heroic drunkard loomed in the smoke, frozen in the legends of wild history thousands of years later.

(Two more and one more is completed, because the importance of the chapter is also an unrefined version, a three-stage plot, Liu Bolun is followed by Li Hanshan, and the plot of this chapter has been foreshadowed as early as the previous text, that paragraph is when a few people first went to Peacock Village, the second master said to Liu Bolun.) In addition, there seems to be a small error in the previous article, which will be revised uniformly after the end. That's it, here to ask for votes, recommendations, rewards, thank you for your support, thank you. (To be continued......)