The corpse was lying on the ground with a dead look on it, a smile still on its face, and a pair of empty eyes looking at the sky.
The warrior holding the sword didn't even look at it, quickly grabbed the flag, and ran away without looking back.
"Leave the flag!"
"Kill him!"
The dozen or so warriors behind him saw this, their eyes immediately became bloodshot, and they chased after him brandishing their swords.
The identities of hunter and prey were reversed in an instant.
Except for two more corpses on the ground, everything seemed to be a repeat of the scene, nothing had changed.
The smell of blood that filled the wind and air became even stronger.
Yunluo frowned and looked elsewhere.
I saw such a huge open space, such chasing and being chased, happening everywhere, and more tragic scenes abound.
A warrior who had just grabbed the flag was instantly beheaded before he could run away;
Another warrior didn't even touch the flag, but was attacked by his companion behind him and pierced through the heart with a sword;
Some people are lucky enough to fall to the ground with bruises, but still have breath left, covering their wounds and wailing;
And some people ran desperately, and when they fell to the ground, they had become cold corpses;
Countless casualties.
Countless blood was spilled.
Like a white-hot battlefield, even the air is filled with violence and madness.
Murderous aura permeates the air!!
"Kill, kill, kill!"
"Go to hell——"
All kinds of roars soared into the sky, swords showed their sharpness, and the sound of golden swords resounded through the sky.
Under the city wall farther away, a long incense stick stood upright, green smoke rose, and sparks flickered, like the eyes of gods and demons from above, looking down at the fighting below with indifference and aloofness.
At this moment, two-thirds of the long incense has been burned, leaving only the last short section.
There is not much time left for the warriors.
The battles between warriors are becoming more and more fanatical and crazy.
Yun Luo closed his eyes, feeling unbearable in his heart.
But she also knew in her heart that it was impossible for her to stop these warriors.
Whether it’s killing people or being killed, this is martial arts!
In martial arts, the strong will fight!
Fight with the sky, fight with the earth, fight with monsters and beasts, fight with people!
Those who do not fight can never win the upper reaches, and once they embark on this road of struggle, no one will be willing to stop unless they fall to the ground and die.
Whether it is cruel or intolerable.
Now that you have become a warrior, you must be prepared to die on the way at any time.
No matter how strong Yun Luo is, she can only decide her own path and cannot interfere with others.
The warriors lying on the ground are just weaklings who failed in the fight.
But even for the weak, if they are given another chance to start over, many people will still not regret it. Instead, they will continue on the old path without hesitation and would rather die than retreat!
Yun Luo stood alone on the slope, facing the bloody wind, closing and opening his eyes with a stern look.
Somehow, she felt as if her mood had improved again.
The sound of wind suddenly became biting in my ears, and the shouting and killing sounds in the distance became extremely distant.
Yun Luo seemed to have entered a mysterious state, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered silently, flooding into her body like a tired bird returning to its nest.
The clothes are fluttering, the black hair is fluttering, and every hair strand is glowing with a bright aura.
At the same moment——
In the open space, in the jungle, on the city wall.
Countless keen warriors sensed this and turned their heads in surprise.