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The armor on his body was old and mottled, and was full of marks from blades.
More than a dozen veterans, all of whom had passed their destined years, were left behind to guard the last pure land because their energy and blood began to fail.
Although their energy and blood are beginning to run out, these veterans must not be underestimated. Compared with the many young and middle-aged soldiers who went to the Beihai border to fight to death, they are not weak at all, and they are even stronger in cultivation.
The martial arts moves that have been polished for a long time are more simple and unpretentious, and more than ten popular moves are intertwined. They are placed in front of the town gate, and it feels like a copper wall.
"Old guys, the Human Emperor is dead, and the demon clan must take over! Resisting stubbornly will only make your death worse!"
They were dozens of demon soldiers. The leader of the demon general was holding a big halberd and his eyes were cold. He passed over a dozen veterans and landed on the thousands of young men inside the town gate. He showed a bloodthirsty smile in his eyes and said: "Young man
The blood is the best tonic for nourishing the blood of our demon race. Humans, as blood eaters, must have the consciousness of blood eaters!"
More than a dozen veterans ignored it, but their eyes became more serious. They were bathed in the rain of blood, and felt desolation and sadness in their hearts. The Human Emperor died in battle, crying in the rain of blood, and the entire human race knew it.
Daxia, the country has perished!
Even if the Imperial City still exists, it still exists in name only. Without the suppression of the Human Emperor, the human race has little power to resist. In ten days, this will usher in a period of unimaginable darkness.
"Kill them!"
The leader of the demon general's eyes turned cold, and he raised the halberd in his hand. Around him, more than ten demon soldiers rushed out, turning into streams of fishy wind and rushing towards the guarding veterans.
kill!
Although they are demon soldiers, they are different from those of later generations. Even the weakest ones have a third-rate cultivation level, and the strong ones have even joined forces with dragons and tigers to enter the second-rate realm.
In this era, those who can be called demon generals are all strong men in the second-rate dragon and tiger realm of the demon clan. Ordinary second-rate masters are not qualified to be given the name of demon general.
More than a dozen human veterans rushed out. This was a bloody battle. The sound of gold and iron clashing was sonorous, the energy was wanton, and the air was torn to pieces like cracked silk.
"The Human Emperor will never die! Daxia will never die!"
A group of veterans fought until they went crazy. In the end, they all screamed together, with tears in their eyes. They began to work hard, regardless of overdrafting their vitality, and tried their best to improve and restore their energy and blood to the peak of their prime.
puff!
A demon soldier was split in half by the ax from head to toe, and the demon blood spattered into the sky.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Another veteran wielded a long sword with a broad blade, like a hurricane. It twisted a demon soldier who had stepped into the second-rate dragon and tiger realm into it and turned it into a piece of minced meat.
"Well done!"
"The demon clan is going to die!"
In Puxian Town, many young and middle-aged people roared and shouted to support the momentum. Many of them couldn't hold it in anymore and wanted to rush out, but they restrained themselves because they knew that they were weak, had not practiced martial arts, and did not have the internal energy. Facing such a situation
A duel would only be a waste of lives. It would also distract more than a dozen veteran soldiers.
boom!
Another demon soldier flew out and exploded in the air.
More than a dozen veterans were crazy about fighting. The remaining warriors had retreated to the imperial city. They were natives of Puxian Town. This land had too many concerns for them. They stayed alone to help many townspeople evacuate.
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But even if we evacuate again, where can we hide? We are just wandering. We are not as good as being in the martial arts world. We are at home all over the world. We can retreat at any time and hide in the mountains and wilderness. Once the imperial city falls, the entire Great Xia will be lost to ordinary people.
As far as I'm concerned, there really is no place for it.
With a sharp look in his eyes, the leader of the demon general did not expect that these veterans of the human race would be so desperate for their lives. In a flash of his body, he almost set off a sonic boom. The big halberd in his hand was like a black hurricane, spanning dozens of feet with a snap of his fingers, and fell down.
above the head of a veteran.
clang!
The heavy ax was forced back on the spot, hitting the chest that was no longer as strong as it was when he was young, and there was a sound of bone cracking.
"die!"
The demon general scolded coldly, the black halberd in his hand glowed, and he had a traceless treasure weapon, so how could it be compared to the sharp blade with broken hair in the hand of a veteran.
Click!
The next moment, the green iron ax broke into pieces, and the big halberd was like a black dragon, piercing the chest of the veteran and lifting him off the ground.
"Mr. Ji!"
Inside the gate of the town, countless people had their eyes wide open, looking at the old soldier like a broken doll, with a halberd piercing his chest and being lifted up in the air.
The demon general glanced around, sneered, and suddenly held the palm of the euphorbia and exerted force.
puff!
Blood bloomed, and the veteran who was pierced by the spurge was shattered on the spot. His body was torn into pieces and fell to the ground. The blood dyed the land red.
"Lao Ji!"
During the deadly battle, out of the corner of their eyes, the other veterans were furious. This was their old brother, who had been back to back for decades, and he died like this today. He was picked to death on a euphorbia by a monster beast.
Their hatred is like a sea, surging, and their blood is boiling, burning like a raging flame.
But it's a pity that they are really old. In their late sixties, their vitality and blood have reached their peak for a short period of time, which cannot last long. Not to mention, soon, more than ten demon soldiers strode forward, showing cold smiles.
"unfair!"
"What a hero!"
Inside the gate of the town, many young and middle-aged people wanted to rush out, but were held back by those who still had some sense around them.
"Fair?" The demon general glanced at everyone with an idiotic look and mocked, "It's fair if you are all dead!"
boom!
Ten breaths later, another veteran was cut open by two broadswords with a spear, leaving two deep scars on his chest that could be seen in the bones. He flew out, spat out a stream of blood in the air, and twitched all over after landing.
He clenched his fists, struggled to support his arms, and wanted to get up. His old brothers were still fighting to the death. How could he lie here? His blood had not been drained, his Qi had not dried up, and he still had breath.
, behind him, there are thousands of townspeople, and behind that group of young and middle-aged people, there are thousands more old, weak, women and children.
He can't die!
If he dies, the villagers behind him will be reduced to blood food, and even women will become temptresses. This is a shame originating from different races, and they will not be able to hold their heads up for the rest of their lives.
ah!
He roared, propped up half of his body, put his spear on the ground, and was about to stand up again.
"Old Zhang!"
Inside the town gate, countless people had tears in their eyes. They could clearly see the old man's chopped-open chest and even his internal organs. What kind of perseverance was supporting him to stand up again. They understood deeply that it was also
I hate myself and others for being so weak, and can only become a drag.
The demon general raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man who was trying to support himself. A cold light flashed in his eyes before he stepped forward and scolded coldly: "You old and immortal thing, you are really struggling in vain. Today, out of kindness, I will personally give it to you."
Get on the road!”
The jet-black halberd was raised, and he pointed at the old man who was holding up half of his body with a gun, getting closer and closer.
Outside Lixu, on a low mound.
Su Qinian and his group of more than ten people stood quietly, all frowning. They saw this scene in front of their eyes. Even some of the royal family members clenched their fists and their eyes turned red.
This is the ancestors of the human race. At the beginning of these dark years, they will begin to face such a difficult battle. The weak guardians will never retreat even if they shed the last drop of blood.
They wanted to take action, but they remembered Su Qinian's warning that this is not the future, this is the past, the last year of the Xia Dynasty when the Emperor died in battle.
There is a price to pay for reversing the past.
Puxian Town is the only way to go. Now everyone stopped a mile away. They watched Old Ji bleeding and being shaken to pieces. The young monk Ru Mingjue couldn't help but clasped his hands and whispered
A Buddha's name.
"Amitabha!"
He has a majestic appearance and a look of sadness in his eyes. This is the past and is destined to happen. They come from future generations and all this has nothing to do with them.
Su Qinian, for example, took a deep breath. He frowned deeply, thinking about the gains and losses. The scene in front of him was probably not even recorded in the past history, so it was insignificant. However, the way of heaven is vast and difficult to fathom. Su
Qinian didn't know what kind of disaster he would encounter if he intervened rashly, and whether he could survive it.
His bright heart was tortured.
It was not that he didn't want to take action, but in these times and years, he didn't know how to make a decision for a while. Slaying the dragon was of great importance. If he was robbed here, it would be insignificant compared to the safety of the entire future generations.
Beside her, Liu Qingchan's eyes became colder and colder. Suddenly, she took a deep breath. Su Qinian immediately felt something. His expression changed and he turned around. Before he could speak, the girl's figure disappeared.
In situ.
In front of Puxian Town.
The tall and ferocious demon general raised the ink-colored halberd in his hand and slashed it down with great force. The air was like cracked silk, and a long and narrow hole was torn open.
"Old Zhang!"
Thousands of townspeople roared, and some people had already broken free from their restraints and rushed out of the town gate, but how could they come in time and how could they be blocked. Even the broken air appeared in the vacuum world, and it also gave birth to a distorted image, which was also distorted.
The eyes of all ordinary people.
clang!
There is a sound of gold and iron ringing together, as loud as a bell.
The sudden change made many people's eyes widen, and they were ecstatic, because at some point in front of Mr. Zhang, a cold and beautiful figure appeared, with a fist as crystal clear as white jade, wrapped around the red gold.
The pure and scorching breath distorted the vacuum and hit the black spurge, shaking it up.
"How brave!"
The demon general who took action was so frightened and angry that he actually failed to see clearly when the person appeared. He raised his halberd, his hands were numb, and his heart was shocked. How could this girl who suddenly appeared be so powerful and condensed with her internal energy?
It seems that he does not even have the cultivation level of the third-rate Dacheng realm.
The next moment, the girl's figure disappeared before his eyes, with no trace to follow.
puff!
A moment later, his eyes widened, a bloody hole opened between his eyebrows, and a crystal fist surrounded by red gold real fire passed through the hole, accompanied by a deafening roar of the dragon. (Please recommend a monthly ticket, the starting point for genuine subscription is
The greatest support for Shibu! Yesterday’s post is still 1,000 words short, so I’ll finish it tomorrow. Currently, there are 13 chapters missing, and there are special moderator records. Shibu will try to make up all of them in June.) (To be continued.)