Tang Tian finally understood what the real devil fire looked like. The violent and cold flames seeped into every strand of his flesh and blood. Severe pain continuously attacked Tang Tian from all parts of his body.
But at this time, Tang Tian was at the stage where his fighting spirit was at its most intense. These pains not only did not make him flinch, but instead made him even more angry and crazy.
Is the devil on fire...?
Every inch of skin in his body seemed to be torn apart, and the strange coldness penetrated straight into the deepest part of his body.
William's last ray of consciousness was lurking in the flames, and he stared at Tang Tian calmly. Devil Fire, his original soul technique, can burn anything, but its most powerful thing is that it corrodes the mind.
He is waiting for an opportunity.
If Xiao Er hadn't been in a coma, he would never have dared to act rashly. Xiao Er in Shihun state was his natural enemy. But a purely physical guy like Tang Tian would never be able to withstand the devil's fire. What the devil's fire burns is the deepest hidden part of the human heart.
All kinds of negative desires, which is why the Guangming Martial Arts Association hates him deeply.
Even a place as pious as the Guangming Martial Arts Association cannot withstand the torture of devil's fire.
As long as Tang Tian's mind shows a flaw and Devil Fire takes advantage of it, William can take the opportunity to hide in Tang Tian's mind and quietly control Tang Tian's mind. At that time, the waiter will be helpless with him.
Is this devil's fire?
Tang Tian grinned with a ferocious expression, and his reaction was far beyond William's expectations.
Tang Tian ignored William at all and rushed directly towards Sun Jie.
Yes, he can't crack the devil's fire, but why should he crack it?
Devil's Fire is now the most powerful killing move in his hand!
Tang Tian didn't stop even for a moment. He didn't seem to care about William at all, but locked Sun Jie firmly. With a ferocious smile on his face, he swung out like a red-hot iron claw!
Fire Scythe Ghost Claw!
The power of the Fire Sickle Ghost Claw infused with devil fire has undergone a fundamental change.
The sky is filled with flowing fireflies again, and among those flowing fireflies, there are countless tiny, sand-like, bright red sparks.
Sun Jie's expression suddenly changed.
In a dense forest, Shisen's team was quietly dormant.
For the Sanctuary people who can fly since birth, they prefer the sky. Just like their cities, they are often built in the sky. When they are usually marching, most people like to hide in the sea of clouds.
But Shi Sen knew that caves, jungles, and aquatic plants were more conducive to concealment.
He was very lucky. Not long after he came out, he encountered a small team, and then learned the news that Sun Jie was coming. He was immediately shocked. He knew how powerful Sun Jie was. The macho man and the others rushed so hard
Wouldn't it be a good idea to go over there and face it?
Shi Sen knows very well that ensuring the safety of the macho man is the most important thing.
He did not hesitate to change his plan and support the macho man.
Soon, about thirty miles ahead, energy was fluctuating fiercely, proving that a battle was taking place there. Shi Sen guessed whether the macho man had encountered Sun Jie and the others, so he sent out a sentinel.
Shi Sen listened carefully to the whistleblower's report. Sure enough, there was a strong man in front of him. Shi Sen's heart finally fell to the ground. He didn't want his lord to be killed just after he took refuge. That would be too tragic.
However, when he heard that Sun Jie was fighting fiercely one-on-one with the macho man, he was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
He immediately realized that this was a great opportunity!
Although he didn't know what he had found, Sun wanted to go one-on-one. In Shi Sen's view, he gave up his biggest advantage. And when he heard the elite of the Corps watching the battle, a bold plan took shape in Shi Sen's mind.
In Shi Sen's view, Sun Zheng was nothing to worry about. The only person who could pose a threat to them was Sun Jie and his five hundred elites.
Normally, Shi Sen would never dare to face Sun Jie who had five hundred elites. But when Sun Jie was entangled, Shi Sen was not afraid of five hundred elites. Moreover, Shi Sen and the others had just changed their clothes and were very powerful.
It also greatly increased his confidence.
"Everyone, get ready. We will set off in half an hour."
Shi Sen sat down directly. He was also a little tired from the continuous fighting. Around him, everyone was repairing their bodies silently. Fighting is the most likely to leave hidden injuries. If not dealt with in time, the erosion of energy will only make the injury more serious. As a veteran
, how to repair the body is a skill that must be mastered.
Of course, when it comes to repair skills, doctors are naturally better, but the reality is that the situation changes rapidly. If it is not dealt with in time, if something happens, it will be bad.
A qualified veteran will not take any chances.
"General." A Leng hesitated for a moment, then asked: "This plan is too risky."
Shi Sen was a little strange and said with a smile: "When will A Leng feel that the plan is risky?"
There was a burst of chuckles around him. Ah Leng was the most reckless and adventurous character, so everyone found it funny when they heard Ah Leng talk about planning adventures.
Ah Leng retorted: "That's Sun Jie. As long as Sun Jie is not entangled, we will be in danger."
The laughter disappeared. Everyone knew that A Leng was right. Everyone knew how powerful Sun Jie was. He was able to take charge of an army at such a young age and was hailed as the most promising general in Fanxingzhou. And he
The Eighth Corps is an elite force built by the Sun family with all their efforts.
Rationally speaking, everyone felt that the general's plan was a bit risky.
Shi Sen looked at Aleng. He was very familiar with each of them. He said directly: "Aleng, if you have anything to say, just say it."
Ah Leng did not dodge, but looked directly into Shi Sen's eyes and said solemnly: "General! Are we going to follow that little brat from now on?"
"What little brat?" Shi Sen's face darkened: "That's the macho man!"
"But he killed our people." A Leng was a little stubborn.
Everyone around them stopped, and their eyes turned to Shi Sen. The expressions of many people were very similar to A Leng. The macho man had just killed five of their brothers, and in the blink of an eye he had taken refuge with him. They felt a little awkward.
"Did he use shady means?" Shi Sen sat up straight: "This is the first time that one person has defeated us."
Seeing A Leng opening his mouth to speak, he interrupted: "Don't make excuses, we are all on the battlefield. If you lose, you lose. There is no excuse. With your own strength, you can defeat us openly and honestly. I am convinced. No.
Wrong, five brothers died in his hands. If he was the one who caused them to die, I would risk my life and take revenge. However, we are fighting on the battlefield, and there is nothing to say. We are ghost riders, and we are destined to die on the battlefield."
Everyone fell silent.
"Don't forget, we are prisoners. In other words, at this time, we should be dead. But we are still alive and have made preparations." Shi Sen said coldly: "Since you have surrendered, don't be half-hearted and feel unhappy.
.We have no right to be unhappy, surrender, and try to murder the lord again, I, Shi Sen, can't do it."
Ah Leng's face turned red and he argued: "I'm not trying to kill the lord, I just think..."
"Do you feel ashamed?" Shi Sen's weathered face had a complicated expression. After a long time, he sighed with emotion: "That guy is right. No matter the humiliation or torture, I have no excuse to back down. I am a defeated general.
As a loser, is there not enough shame? I was just lying to myself before. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, I should not give up."
"General..." Many soldiers stood up one after another. A Leng opened his mouth, feeling a little regretful in his heart. They really loved Shi Sen in their hearts.
Shi Sen, who had gray temples, looked around and saw all the faces that were no longer young. Those faces that were silent and scarred by vicissitudes of life seemed to be recounting the hardships of these years.
"I am old, and so are you."
Suddenly, his thoughts returned to those young faces more than ten years ago, as if they were right in front of him.
Are dreams about to wither before they are realized?
Is your blood about to become cold before it burns?
Is the young man approaching his twilight years before he is brilliant?
His mouth was full of bitterness.
I wonder, will the trade wind in Youzhou still be as mixed with the smell of hope and sunshine as it was back then?
"I am a failed general. When I was young, I kept failing."
He stretched out his hand to stop the brothers who wanted to comfort him, and the vicissitudes of voice floated in the air.
"I'm old now. I'm not many years old. Maybe I won't be able to fight anymore soon. But I don't want to die in bed. I always think of the time in Youzhou, oh, that Yunxia tree. We were drinking and blowing cowhide.
Ah Zhu said he wanted to marry six wives, and Ah Hun said he wanted to buy a store on a street. I always think of Ah De, who was trembling in my arms before he died. He said he was very scared. He said to me,
Don't abandon him. I told him that I would not abandon him and that I would build a big ancestral hall for my brothers. I also told him that you should protect us in heaven."
The sobs were suppressed in their throats, and many people turned their faces away, not wanting others to see their red eyes.
"As long as I can still carry the knife, I will fight. No matter how embarrassed I am, how humiliated, or humbled, I will never give up!"
Shi Sen laughed at himself: "As people get older, they don't pay so much attention anymore. What's the point of face?"
Ah Leng burst into tears: "General, stop talking..."
"You have lost here, why should you be afraid of losing again? If you have lost at this age, why would you want to give up? If you are destined to fail, then I want to see the ending of failure!"
Shi Sen suddenly roared hysterically, and everyone around him was stunned. They all stood up, wiped away their tears, and packed their equipment silently.
"We Youzhou Ghost Riders are destined to die on the battlefield!"
Shi Sen wanted to slow down his tone, but his voice trembled involuntarily. He thought of those lost faces, the years of fighting, and many forgotten things.
Their pride, their faith, their friendship...
They are getting older...
Shi Sen looked around, looking at the wrinkles on everyone's faces, the scars on everyone's bodies, and the pairs of cloudy and dim eyes, like dry, old firewood lit by sparks.
Inexplicably, a long-lost passion rushed straight into Shi Sen's chest.
We are still alive!
We are still undefeated!
He suddenly drew his knife, his hair and beard spread out, and he shouted sternly: "Can you fight?"
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Forty-five Youzhou Ghost Riders were shouting at the top of their lungs.
