Volume 4 Chapter 27

In the past decades, Nanshan dusk saw Wenren cangyue climb up in the dead mountains and blood sea. He was very clear about how many forces Wenren cangyue and Guijun had involved in these years in addition to their own accomplishments.

I heard that cangyue was a real hero.

Ghost Army division is also a real hero.

Not to mention the others, Guanglun only built a Sirian guard strong enough to rival the black flag army of dragon and snake in 20 years, which was beyond the reach of the former general of Zhenxi.

Nanshan dusk is not a civil servant who will only fight against wine and stone when the big difficulty comes. If he has a chance to fight, he will certainly fight with Wen Ren cangyue. However, it is because he knows too much about Wen Ren cangyue's extremely cruel working methods and the strength of him and his practitioners that he can't fight any more that he decides to do several things in his life Something to do but not to do, and then die safely.

Who dares to challenge the authority of general Wen in the range of more than 2000 miles?

In the distant pavilions, there is a faint Pipa sound. I don't know who is playing a general line. The low sound is like that of soldiers and horses passing through the years.

There was a clear sound of a sword passing through the blood.

The ghost military master squinted his eyes, slightly lowered his head, and spread his hair to cover most of his face. He could not see the expression in the darkening sky.

He no longer questioned Nanshan dusk, because he could see that Nanshan Dusk's astonishment at the moment was real, that is to say, this change probably had nothing to do with Nanshan dusk.

……

In the distance, smoke curls up from the kitchen, and the faint Pipa sound is introduced into a common bungalow in the deep lane.

Cheng Xiang Yi Ning stands in the mud of this common bungalow.

The military cultivator wore a star white long gown and curled up his hair, which became a very popular style of "looking at immortals" among the cultivators in Zhongzhou.

The scabbard of the four foot dagger in his left hand is gold inlaid with white jade, and the hilt is delicate ivory. It looks gorgeous and beautiful, just like a work of art, not like a killing tool.

However, in the hands of this elegant swordsman, under the cunmang sword, which is made of unique "tianmang fine gold" at the tip of the sword, it has already fallen down. I don't know how many opponents.

He was born in Tianhe college, which is outside the three colleges of Yunqin. In his thirteen years in the army, he honed a sword to the sharpest point.

Although he had smelled the strong smell of blood and felt that there was an enemy like a python walking through the deep lane, he still stood still in the dark bungalow.

Because his task is just to guard this place, he knows very well that the reason why the great general is strong is that his followers don't know how many practitioners like him And the iron order is like a mountain. Any practitioner will follow his orders unconditionally and will not leave his duty without permission.

The military doesn't know how many strong people there are, how many backstage groups there are. Most of them have studied why cangyue is so strong. Their conclusions are usually the same, they are very simple Any dangerous task, who hears the moon, will get glory and reward when he is born. When he dies, he will also get peace of mind. All future affairs, relatives and friends can be arranged without worry.

Although it's a simple way, few people can learn it. That's because few people can know people and use them as well as hearing about Cang Yue. They can attract so many powerful practitioners to follow. No one can hear Cang Yue as well as ghost army master. They can obtain so many military achievements and glory for their subordinates to share.

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"Pa!"

The mud wall behind Cheng Xiangyi suddenly cracks like a piece of paper.

The mud embryo bungalow, which was not solid, groaned like an old woman. It lost the support of a wall. It seemed that it was going to collapse and bury the swordsman in the star white long gown.

But the look on his face was as calm as water, not affected by the mud and the thick ash pouring from the roof at that moment, not even by the frequency of breathing.

His whole man turned around at an unimaginable speed, and his left thumb instantly gathered all the power of the soul power of his left arm. He lifted it up and lifted it on the calyx of the sword, which made the sword body with cold light flash out of the scabbard at an amazing speed. His right hand was also built on the hilt with the momentum of Flowing Clouds and water, and all the power gathered on his right hand, so that only The speed of the four foot long beautiful dagger accelerated rapidly again. During his turn, he made a loud sound of breaking the sky, which turned into a bright river. The sword Qi suddenly blew away the ashes behind him.

It's very difficult for Tianhe college to master. It's only a fraction of the time. At the same time, it's the most powerful Tianhe school.

Cheng Xiangyi in the 13 years of honing, this blow has been perfect.

It was not until the blow came out that he could see that what he had entered the wall was only a 14-5-year-old girl in blue with empty hands, wearing a pair of incongruous purple embroidered shoes.

His heart was shocked and his eyes were slightly stagnant, but the sword in his hand did not stop at all, such as the light shooting at the girl in blue who did not know what identity it was.

The young girl in blue is a little wet on her temples and sweats a little. In the face of this merciless sword, she just reaches out to the point of the sword.

The point of the sword was between her hands, less than an inch from her white palm, but it was held back by the thin air compressed to the extreme, which could not be pierced.

The star white robe behind Cheng Xiang Yi split instantly and became pieces of flying silk.

His muscles were all bulging and wriggling, which caused his clothes to burst in a moment. However, the tip of his sword was still frozen in the air, unable to inch in.

This is a mysterious war between practitioners.

In an instant, the face of Cheng Xiang Yi, who was full of elegance and bitterness, suddenly appeared helpless and miserable.

For a moment, he was still alive, but he knew in his mind that he would die.

With the explosion of his soul power, the opponent blocked his attack by cunmang, a soul soldier who can break heavy armour. I'm afraid that his accomplishments have reached at least the top level of the grand division, or even the level of the grand division which is still far away for him.

It is impossible for such an opponent to give him any chance to change his moves. The strength he has cannot be what he can bear.

"What about the archery camp and the star picking camp?"

At the last moment when he knew that death was coming, the swordsman who came out of Tianhe was just puzzled. He didn't know what the identity of the other side was, how many enemies he had come to, how could those who used arrows in the army scattered in the nearby Pavilion, those who specially threw spears in the army, not even one arrow, not even a spear There is no chance for him to survive.

"Ding" of a crisp, inch mang sword body broken.

The young girl in green and Cheng Xiang Yi passed by by by mistake, but in a flash, Cheng Xiang Yi's chest sank down, and the whole person flew back and knocked down a mud wall.

The mud wall bungalow collapses, burying the sword which is broken into two parts.

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Pipa continues in the distance.

"Ah..."

In the deep lane, there were several shouts and screams.

The ghost Army division's eyebrows began to wrinkle slightly.

Today, since it is he who works with the general who hears people, no matter how many people die in this deep lane, it is only the disorder of the military department, and no one will take charge of it at all. But this is obviously the appalling scream and scream of some civilians, which shows that some of the people he has placed in the periphery have also passed away, otherwise no one can walk into this deep lane.

And from the beginning to the end, he did not hear many arrows and spears breaking through the air.

Is it someone sitting behind the curtain who intervened?

If so, it's too much fun this time.

A bleak smile appeared from the face of the ghost Army division. At this moment, with a creak, the black door that was originally closed by the two Sirian guards was pushed open.

An embroidered shoe crossed the high threshold and entered the yard.

It seems that there are some bloodstains on the embroidered shoes that don't fit well. Wearing these embroidered shoes is a young girl who looks not very clean, but has a white face and always has a serious expression.

The ghost Army division was shocked, and so were the two Sirian guards with extremely fierce appearance.

"You?" Only in the dusk of Nanshan, the unbelievable loss of spirit called out.

How could he not have thought that it was the interesting young girl practitioner he met when he was fishing in the lost forest that pushed open the gate and walked into the yard!

"It's me." Nangong Weiyang wiped the sweat on his temples, nodded seriously, and said to Nanshan dusk, "let's go."

Nanshan was completely stunned at dusk.

He used to think that Nangong Weiyang was a common practice girl who was not familiar with the world. However, at this moment, when he thought of the girl's words like "he will not die", he was completely blinded by the thunder.

The ghost Army division's eyes narrowed into two slits, quietly looking at the young girl who could not step into this place according to the reasonable decision, cold voice said: "who are you?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Nangong Weiyang frowned, and for the first time, his eyes fell on the ghost army master: "do you want to kill him? Then I will kill you. "

In the middle of her frown, the ghost master suddenly looked up at the sky.

A silver sword shadow with a cold air fell from the sky towards his back brain.

"Sword Holy Master Cultivation! "

Looking at the shadow of the sword, which was almost invisible to the naked eye, the ghost army master, who had been very quiet, finally had a slight change in his face, while the eyes of dusk in Nanshan were full of unspeakable light.

Even if the other side's face is tender, its bones are still tender, and the real age will never exceed 18-9 years old. At this age, it will reach the cultivation of the holy master, which is unimaginable and impossible at all. Only a few people, including those who have heard about people and the moon, have reached the holy master's realm. However, the other side is not only the holy master's realm, but also the holy master's realm And has been able to communicate with the flying sword, Royal envoy flying sword!

The majestic breath of her body connected with heaven and earth, the flying sword, and the sharp point of stabbing heaven and killing earth that emanates in an instant can not be fake at all. She is the real sword master!