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Ancient town Qintong.
In the cellar of a restaurant, the fat shopkeeper was huddled together with his wife, his three-bedroom concubine, and dozens of family members.
"This cellar was originally used to store wine. It is extremely sealed. It is impossible to hear any sound from above. The secret lock can only be opened from the inside."
Under the flickering candlelight, the shopkeeper had a proud look on his face and said: "What a dragon guard, you're really a snake. That's what these martial arts masters are like. The slightest disturbance is like a frightened bird. I really don't know how this martial arts is practiced. I'm so timid. This
In the past few years, the weather has been good in our ancient town of Qintong. The Bu Town Secretary has been patrolling day and night. Not to mention that there are no monsters in the town. Even in the wilderness around the town, there are few monsters. This time, it is just a fluke that the monsters took advantage of it.
We have found a loophole, and now all the monsters are out to kill us. What is there to be afraid of? My Zhang family has been running the business for generations, with an income of several hundred taels of silver a year. You want me to leave my hometown with just one word. It really hurts my back just to stand and talk! Bah!
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"Master, is something really going on?" Some of the old and bedraggled wives showed a bit of worry, "After all, they are the Dragon Guards who came out of Hulong Villa. I'm afraid it's not without purpose."
Snap!
After a slap, the fat on the shopkeeper's face trembled, and he scolded: "What do women know?"
The old wife kept silent, covered her face and said nothing. Although she was the eldest wife, she could not carry on the family lineage, so she had three concubines in the back. It was also because she started the family early and had been dependent on each other for many years that she still maintained her status as the eldest family member.
, but after so many years, her family has become more and more prosperous, but she has begun to miss the days of eating bran and drinking water. Although she lived a hard life, her sweat was sweet.
Seeing the eldest brother being slapped, the young and beautiful concubine in the third room said nothing, just looked at each other, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Okay, after one more stick of incense, we will..."
Click!
Before the shopkeeper had finished speaking, the hard elm wood secret door of the cellar was shattered by a force of force, sawdust flew into the air, and light fell from the sky.
"Ghost!"
The next moment, the concubine in the room was trembling and screaming, because from outside the secret door, a ferocious wolf head that was twice the size of an ordinary person suddenly poked out, with dark green bloodthirsty eyes, and below it was a human-like upright body.
body.
"Wolf demon! Demon, demon, demon, demon clan!"
The shopkeeper had read the book and still had some knowledge, but now he was frightened and his voice stuttered.
"Quack! The damn humans are hiding like mice. Haha, there are a few young ladies with tender skin and tender flesh. I will play with you first, and then I will taste your fresh flesh and blood." The wolf demon Ding said with a ferocious smile, bang.
Jump down to the cellar with a single sound.
"Monster, I will fight with you!"
The shopkeeper's eyes turned red. Even though he was scared, he knew that he was in danger of escaping. Instead, he became somewhat bloody.
Rushing up with all the fat on his body, the wolf demon didn't even look at it. He slapped it down with his claws and knocked it away. There was a constant sound of bones breaking, his chest collapsed, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken.
"Old guy, I'll send you on your way!"
The wolf demon moved its steps and came closer again. Several sharp claws with cold light splashing out from its human-like palms were thrust into the chest of the dying old shopkeeper.
Poof!
Blood splattered, and there was no imminent death as expected. The old shopkeeper opened his eyes blurred by blood and tears, and saw a face that was coughing up blood, as pale as paper, and had fine wrinkles polished by the years.
"Yun'er!"
The old shopkeeper hissed, looking at the chest that was pierced by sharp claws, the old wife's face suddenly became brighter than ever at this moment, and in the corner of the eye, the three-room concubines all turned pale with fear, collapsed on the ground, feces and urine
Stream.
"Xueqing! Let me... take a step first, as if to go back... to go back... to..."
The old wife didn't finish her words after all, because the wolf demon exerted its strength and the wolf's claws penetrated hard. This time, the old shopkeeper's chest was also torn open.
"I...hate..."
The old shopkeeper's eyes gradually became empty, and all the things in this life flashed through his mind and disappeared.
He hates, not others, only himself.
……
Bu Zhensi.
Ever since the dark blue armored Captain Mo Xuan walked out of the crack where the demon soldiers' path was, no one at the level of captain has stepped out, but there are still a steady stream of demon soldiers pouring out across the distant void, and there are still complete formations.
A human demon soldier, a demon soldier corps leader, a third-rate master at the centurion level.
Captain Mo Xuan was a young man who looked slender and handsome, but his eyes were particularly sharp, filled with blood, and they faintly transformed into two majestic blood moons, rising and falling in them.
At this moment, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said: "How can it be so easy to evacuate? The demon kingdoms in the East China Sea have been planning for many years. When the demon soldiers' path is stabilized, they will open it again and continue the stronger demon general's path, and even the demon kingdom's path.
The main road, the road of the supreme king, the weak human race civilians, use your flesh and blood to create the supreme glory of our demon race!"
"Chase!"
……
There is a long migration procession. There are children, women, old, weak, sick and disabled in the long team.
Everyone speeded up their pace unconsciously. The strong men supported the old and the weak, the young men supported the sick and the disabled, and the young men held on to the young children. They were all residents of the ancient town who had lived in the ancient town for generations. They had a sense of hometown friendship before. At this time, the danger was approaching.
Even the grievances and grievances between neighbors in the past are all abandoned. No one wants to see someone die in the hands of the demon clan and become a blood meal.
Slow! Too slow! Fast! Faster!
There has never been a moment when several Seven Kill Sword Sect disciples were so anxious. The migration and evacuation of tens of thousands of people was far from being as simple as imagined. With just two sticks of incense, the group traveled more than ten miles.
For a group of demon soldiers and horses, the land of more than ten miles is fleeting.
There is no way to go faster. Tens of thousands of people have begun to stampede one after another. If it goes faster, not to mention how much more points can be improved, the team that was barely maintained by the eight of them will probably collapse, causing massive trampling and casualties. Boom!
After half a stick of incense, there was a roaring sound coming from afar. It was the sound of the running demon clan, and a huge amount of smoke and dust was raised.
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Not good!
The expressions of the seven disciples of the Seven Kill Sword Sect changed. They arrived too quickly. Their eyes were like torches. Through the dust and smoke, they saw densely packed demon soldiers. They were all in good order, wearing blood-colored armor, and there were demon soldiers wearing blue-gray armor.
, the light cyan armored demon soldier captain, at a glance, there are probably thousands, and there is a steady stream of demon soldiers following behind him, the number of demon soldiers and horses is getting stronger and stronger.
Where the dragon's head was, Su Qinian's expression also changed. The demonic aura was billowing and condensed. It was far from what he had seen in the Moyun Mountains. This was the real demon master of the demon clan. He had learned the human clan's art of war, kept order, and respected military regulations. He had strong blood.
Falling into Su Qinian's mental induction, it was like a huge fireball rolling on the earth and approaching quickly.
Su Qinian could even see that the demons at the front had cruel, greedy, and bloodthirsty eyes, treating the migrating townspeople as fleeing prey.
Three miles! Two miles! One mile! Two hundred feet! One hundred feet!
In the land of hundreds of feet, the demonic energy full of distracting thoughts and desires is close at hand. In the land of Dragon Tail, two Seven Kill Sword Sect disciples looked at each other and drew their swords with a clang.
The edge of the sword burst out of the body, sharp and sharp, and the approaching gray-black demonic energy was immediately cut into pieces and blocked ten feet away.
The two disciples of the Seven Kills Sword Sect shouted fiercely. They moved their swords and slashed out dozens or hundreds of swords in an instant. The Seven Kills Sword Qi, as black as ink, broke through the air. Each one was nearly four inches long. The air was pierced, leaving behind
A series of pale empty sword holes.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Dozens of demons fell down suddenly with blood blooming on their brows, but compared to the number of demon masters that gradually increased to nearly ten thousand, they seemed insignificant.
With just one sword, trying to kill the demon, the inner energy of the two disciples of the Seven Killing Sword Sect was greatly consumed.
Another demon soldier-level figure rushed towards them, four demon soldiers at once. The demon clan's true energy was circulating, and the palms, fists and swords shattered the air.
"Seven kills! Seven kills!"
The two roared, their eyes flashed with murderous light, and the true meaning of the inherited first-class swordsmanship "Seven Killing Swords" rose up, suppressing their spirits, and the long swords like ink sprayed out cold murderous aura, disrupting the moves of the four demon soldiers, and holding the weapons. Boom!
A ball of air exploded and a strong wind roared. Two disciples of the Seven Kill Sword Sect staggered back, while one of the four demon soldiers coughed up blood and flew away. The other three also fell back, their faces pale, and they had obviously suffered a hidden loss.
Dozens more demons came to join them, with spears, swords, and war axes, all of them coming to greet the two disciples of the Seven Killing Sword Sect.
The two of them were bathed in blood, and their long swords flew across the air, killing dozens of monsters again. They also left more than a dozen large and small scars on their bodies, with bones and cracks visible in the depths.
The inner family's true energy was almost exhausted, and inside the dragon, two more disciples of the Seven Kills Sword Sect swung their swords to the dragon's tail. The sword energy broke through the air, and they exchanged positions with the two to take over the battle.
Occasionally, demon soldier-level characters take action, but most of them are swarmed by hundreds of demon soldiers. No matter how powerful the "Seven Killing Swords" are, they still need the support of powerful internal energy, let alone such a first-class swordsmanship, which seven people can obtain.
It is a great blessing to inherit the true meaning. If you want to understand deeply and go further, it is not that simple. Every time you slash a sword, it consumes a lot of true energy and spirit.
Tens of thousands of residents of the ancient town migrated and moved forward to the promised land.
In the promised land here, there are hundreds of monsters lying dead, the ground is stained with blood, and the seven disciples of the Seven Killing Sword Sect are also covered with bruises, but they fight to the death and refuse to retreat.
The place of dragon head.
Su Qinian's spiritual power filled the void, and suddenly his eyes sharpened. A farmer next to him felt a light touch in his hand. The thick iron spear he made to protect himself changed hands and fell into the hands of the young candidate dragon guard, and then he threw it out like lightning. Boom!
The spear broke through the air, like a black lightning, and the air was cut, pulling out a vacuum spear mark that was about a mile long.
Bang!
In the land of the dragon's tail, flesh and blood exploded to pieces and fell to the ground. Two Seven Kill Sword Sect disciples were horrified and saw a demon eagle with a wingspan of four feet wide falling to the ground. The demon's body was broken, and there was a thick iron spear on the chest.
Pierce it through and nail it to the earth. (Please give me a monthly ticket, everyone come to Qidian to support the genuine subscription, the climax, the tide, the first arrival.)