"We're not going to be friends who talk about everything."
"Whether it's this life or the next life."
Chu Yue looked at him and sneered: "Although you and I are both warriors who came from the vassal states, our ways are different. My way, my path, will not change due to the cycle of life, and the same goes for yours.
If we meet again, we will always meet with swords."
She was born to kill, killing evildoers and trampling on unscrupulous people.
From the moment Li Cangming ignored life, they would never be the same person.
"That's fine."
Li Cangming sighed and picked up Xiao.
Xiao Yin, get up again!
However, the black-robed soldiers who had stopped moving forward seemed like empty-shell puppets with new souls emerging, guiding them forward.
Tens of thousands of black-robed troops were divided into three columns. One column had their feet on the ground, their backs spread out and flew high in the sky. They all held a bow in their hands and aimed their arrows at the people on the battlefield.
"It's the Frost Flower Black Flame Bow, specially designed to target ghosts and spirits." Buhai Judo: "I'm afraid this person is well prepared and should not be underestimated."
The Black Flame Bow is made from Frost Flower Poison Ivy as raw material, and has been sublimated on the original basis.
If the ghost spirit is hit by a frost flower arrow, it will inevitably fester, and when the pain reaches a certain level, it will break apart.
The second row of the black robe army is composed of armored and shielded soldiers, using light as a shield to block enemy attacks.
The third column is the infantry charging forward.
Shen Qingfeng, Yuan Guihai, Ye Mei and other Sanlu warriors are the charge infantry of the Black Robe Army.
Chu Yue forced herself to calm down, her eyes swept over Shen Qingfeng, and she keenly felt something was wrong in Shen Qingfeng's eyes.
Tuoba Zhi said: "They were refined in the furnace just like me. I heard before that Jiang Kui took Sanlu warriors to the furnace to be refined into ghost puppets, but I didn't expect that these people would end up here like Li Cangming.
It has become the sharpest weapon in Li Cangming's hand. It seems that Li Cangming has been determined to this day. He refined the ghost spirit just to take away the position of ghost master after we and Xuannv were both injured."
At this moment, Li Cangming walked slowly to the ruins in front of Xuannv's Palace while blowing his whistle, and stopped in white beside the blooming lace on the other side.
He put down Xiao, squatted down and picked off the other side flower.
There was fighting all around.
Swords are drawn and crossbows are drawn, and the wind roars.
The crumbling city ushered in a new round of bloody cruelty.
But he seemed to be unable to see any of this, and only saw the flower from the other shore.
Every frame of his bending down to pick up flowers is like an ancient scroll.
When Li Cangming picked up the flowers on the other side, the blooming flowers quickly withered.
"Master, this..."
The attendant followed over and saw the wilted Bianhua flower, and his heart trembled: "The flower has withered, but how can I save my wife?"
"It won't dry up."
Li Cangming glanced at Chu Yue and said gently: "With the nourishment of her blood, the other shore flower will never cry."
"That's good." The attendant breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily: "That's great, now Madam is saved."
Li Cangming carefully held the flower of the other side, thinking of the dying loved one, and after pondering for a while, his eyebrows opened into a perfect smile.
"Kill the soldiers of Zhongzhou for me!"
Chu Yue had no choice but to retreat, so she picked up the divine sword to protect the country and rushed into the battlefield, killing more than a dozen people in half.
Tuoba Zhi sat cross-legged and was alone, playing the invisible piano quickly.
Due to excessive overdraft, a large amount of blood kept pouring out of his mouth.
But even so, her music never stopped.
Bu Hairou's expression was solemn and solemn, and he immediately waved his long sleeves, took a step back, flipped the book, and communicated with the wind of nature through the path of medicine-free benevolence, using this to heal the wounds of the soldiers.
But every time she heals someone, the skin on her body will be split an inch from the backlash.
In the battle with Xuannv, everyone suffered too much loss, and it was really not enough to support the second battle.
"Xiaorou..."
Si Lieyang was covered in wounds and looked at Bu Hairou with tears in his eyes, trying to stop Bu Hairou's almost self-mutilation.
Bu Hairou looked firmly into his eyes and said calmly: "The justice of the family and the country is more important than Bu Hairou, me."
Si Lieyang stopped and was choked with sobs that he could not speak.
Finally, he drew his weapon and rushed into the battlefield until his eyes were red.
People like Zhao Wushuang and Xiao Li burst out with great momentum even when they were at the end of their rope.
Chu Yue was in the center circle of the battlefield and was besieged by thousands of black-robed troops.
She was so exhausted that she could hardly hold on any longer, and the hand holding the knife was trembling.
Chu Yue raised her hand and slashed out with all her strength.
The blade killed twenty ghosts, but the Divine Sword that Protected the Country also escaped from his hand.
"Pfft!"
The original energy became more and more fierce, and Chu Yue could not stop it, and sprayed out a dripping blood mist.
Behind her, there was a ghost blade slashing at her.
At this moment, a figure rushed over.
Shen Qingfeng's shoulder blades were spread by the blade, and blood spurted out. He fell to the ground helplessly, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
"Shen Qingfeng!!"
Chu Yue looked back and was suddenly startled when she saw the blade stuck in half of Shen Qingfeng's body and shouted hysterically.
Shen Qingfeng's hands were covered with sticky blood, and he tremblingly took out a wooden box from his clothes and handed it to Chu Yue.
Chu Yue knelt down and quickly took the bloody wooden box, her eyes turning red.
Shen Qingfeng spit out blood and said: "On the shore of the Demon Realm, the Qingqiu secret room...Xue...Xue Cheng...save...save him..."
"Xiao Chu..."
"Yes...I'm sorry..."
"...I...I'm not a...good brother..."
Shen Qingfeng's body convulsed, his face twitched, and a large amount of blood soaked his clothes. He tried to give Chu Yue a reassuring smile, but in the end it was even uglier than crying.
At this time, thousands of ghosts took advantage of every opportunity, attacked instantly, and pounced on them.
"ah!"
Chu Yue raised her head filled with grief, her head was filled with anger, three thousand black hairs were flying, and all the will-o'-the-wisps all over her body suddenly burst out, like a tenacious storm that quickly drove away these ghosts.
"Shen Qingfeng, you have to give Xuecheng's things to him yourself."
"I will never help you carry it, absolutely not. You have to go back alive and give the things to him!"
Chu Yue shouted angrily, and the ghost fire in his hand turned into a bright black bow. He stepped on the ground and leaped into the air. When he turned back, he drew a beautiful and neat arc and shot hundreds of arrows in succession.
Every arrow was consuming her physical energy.
The original energy is still clashing.
boom!
The archers of the black-robed army aimed at Chu Yue.
Li Cangming stood in the ruins, hid the flowers on the other side, and said calmly: "It's over."
After saying this, a whistle started.
Countless archers' arrows were aimed at Chu Yue.
The moment it was shot, a storm suddenly rose at the end of the horizon,
"Roar!"
The roar of the tiger was earth-shattering.
At the same time, there was a strong momentum fluctuation!