Chapter 287: Lights in the Rain
The towering Dharma image was extremely huge. When it looked down at the top of the city, it was even more indifferent. The monstrous demonic energy continued to fall over there, and finally fell to the human world, but it failed to fall on the top of the city. Liu Banbi also had sword energy rising to the sky. A series of mighty sword lights rose from the top of the city and killed the huge Dharma image.
The whole scene was extremely shocking!
The towering Dharma image smashed several sword lights with one punch. Looking at the falling sword energy, there was no emotion, but as Liu Banbi jumped up, the long sword in his hand drew a bright white line visible to the naked eye from bottom to top between heaven and earth!
It seemed that this sword was going to tear a huge hole in the sky and earth vertically, splitting the entire world into two!
In the previous battle, Liu Banbi did this, cutting open the Dharma image of the great demon named Qingsong, shocking a large number of cultivators of the demon clan.
The black-robed demon is now holding up the Dharma image again. In fact, even he himself is thinking whether he will repeat the same mistake if he does this now.
The next moment, the brilliant sword light had already cut through. Feeling the surging sword intent in it, the black-robed demon made an unexpected decision, which was to remove most of the qi in the Dharma image, and the whole person left the Dharma image and fell far away.
The brilliant sword light crashed into the Dharma image, and without the black-robed demon's means, it was naturally like cutting tofu, and it was easily torn apart.
The Dharma image was shattered, and between heaven and earth, there was a huge qi that collapsed everywhere, making a sound like a thunderstorm!
Liu Banbi fell back to the top of the city, and the long sword at his waist was sheathed again.
"You're scared now. It's boring."
Liu Banbi took off the wine gourd from his waist, took a sip, and frowned, "I don't feel happy drinking wine when fighting like this."
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Sword cultivators carry swords. Because of their preference, most sword cultivators don't like to carry swords in their hands, but fly the swords to fight the enemy. Therefore, sword cultivators wear swords, which are called flying swords. However, until now, there are still a few sword cultivators who don't like to fly the swords to fight the enemy. They prefer to have swords in their hands and kill monsters wherever there are monsters.
Liu Banbi entered the academy many years ago. He originally wanted to be a scholar who helped the world. He was talented, had good comprehension, and was mainly a good person. Therefore, he was noticed by the dean early and accepted as a disciple.
After reading for several years, Liu Banbi could no longer read the sages' teachings after seeing the bloody history in the history books and the great sufferings that the human race had suffered. So after reporting to the dean, he turned to learning swordsmanship and went to Jianqi Mountain to get his sword Xianchan. Then he went to the northern border and never returned to the capital.
This dean's disciple had fought on the city wall for many years, and his sword energy was stained with countless blood. Now, he has already stepped into the realm of sword immortals, but he no longer has the floating feeling of other sword immortals. His way of drawing swords is not cool, but more practical, just like an old soldier who has endured many years on the battlefield.
In fact, when he stepped onto the battlefield, he was really an old soldier.
After pushing the sword out of the sheath, the thin Xianchan wing trembled slightly, and the sound of the sword was like a cicada in autumn, which is also the origin of the name of the sword.
The surging sword energy accompanied the Xianchan out of the sheath and faced the black-robed monster directly.
The black-robed demon's face darkened slightly. As early as the previous battle, he had been a bystander and watched the sword immortal in front of him draw his sword. In that battle, although he saw the sword light all over the sky, full of momentum, and countless sword energy rolled up randomly, he knew very well that the sword immortal in front of him was not fancy.
His methods were very practical.
The sky full of demonic energy overflowed from the body of the black-robed demon to block the sword energy of the sword immortal. The cultivators in the world did not want to meet sword cultivators because they thought that the killing power of sword cultivators was too strong. There were few rivals in the same realm. But for the demon race, the so-called sword cultivators' killing power was unparalleled in the world, which was only for the other cultivators of the human race. For the demon race, it was not so unacceptable.
Following the thoughts of the black-robed demon, the demonic energy in the sky had already covered the sword energy, but it was only visible to the naked eye. When the two collided, there were several places between heaven and earth that were constantly undergoing strange changes. In several tiny places, the dark demonic energy like the night was torn apart by the sword energy. Under the tearing of the sword energy, many places were torn apart like cotton wool, becoming very strange.
Liu Banbi held a cicada in his hand, and after handing out a sword, he rushed forward, his green shirt was blown by the wind. The sword immortal who had long forgotten the principles of the saints smiled and drew his sword, his eyes full of sword intent and murderous intent.
The black-robed demon had a blank expression on his face. After the sword cut through the demonic energy in front of him, he also threw a punch. As a demon who had practiced for so many years, he did not think that he needed to dodge when facing the sword immortal in front of him. Even though the facts had been laid out before him, and he was forced out of the formation by the sword immortal with a sword, he just thought that he had been careless for a moment, not that he was really defeated.
Countless demonic energy surged out of his body, along the meridians of his arm to the huge fist, and finally gushed out to face the tip of the sword holding the cicada.
A strong wind suddenly rose, and Liu Banbi's black hair was blown by the wind. The demonic energy on the hem of his green shirt turned into several small dragons and spread up. However, it had only walked halfway when it was completely torn apart by a sword energy that was across Liu Banbi's body. The dragon head was directly cut off, and the demonic energy naturally dissipated.
Liu Banbi flicked his sleeves and completely dispelled the demonic energy.
At the same time, the tip of the sword holding the cicada had already pressed against the fist of the black-robed demon.
At that moment, on the top of the city, a wave of air burst out between the two people, like a huge wave, pushing towards the distance. The large formation at the top of the city originally broke through a gap. At this moment, After being pushed hard by this wave of air, several more cracks naturally appeared. Wanshi stared at this scene with his eyes wide open.
It was not that he had never seen Brother Wangyou take action, but he had never seen a battle between the so-called Sword Immortal and the Great Demon.
The two of them obviously haven't used all their methods yet, but even now, they are already extraordinary.
The most thrilling battle in this world was that of the previous generation demon emperor who fought with the sword of the demon king in the annals of history!
But now, the sword immortal has disappeared a long time ago, and the demon emperor has also died a long time ago.
The battle between the demon clan and the sword cultivator is always good to watch.
The tip of Xian Chan's sword pressed against the big demon's fist, but after it was pressed, the tip of the sword could not move forward another half inch, and there was no damage on the fist. Seeing this scene, Liu Banbi raised his head and looked at The demonic energy and sword energy strangled him, and he suddenly smiled and said, "What is your true form, an old bastard who has practiced for hundreds of years? I have to say, your bastard's shell is really hard."
The black-robed demon remained indifferent. The northern demon clan and those in the Liang Kingdom were naturally different. Not only did these demon clans have a cultivation system that belonged to the demon clan, but their bodies were even more unusual. Many of them were ancient alien species. Although the demon clan The history of the race is the same as the history of the human race. It also has an era thousands of years ago, but the existence of these alien species actually proves the existence of history to a certain extent.
Seeing that the black-robed demon didn't answer, Liu Banbi didn't care. He just smiled and said, "But it doesn't matter even if it's a bastard. Is there anything in this world that a swordsman can't kill?"
Hearing this, the black-robed demon slowly spoke, but his tone was still cold, "Do you think that the body of the demon clan is just like these useless warriors of yours?"
Among human monks, warriors are already the toughest. Even sword cultivators have to expend a little more energy when facing warriors' bodies. However, the demon clan is blessed with an advantage. Their bodies are much tougher than warriors. .
Also without relying on any Taoist assistance, when a warrior fights against a monster, it would be difficult for a warrior to break through the monster's body in terms of physical toughness.
But the most unreasonable thing is that the demon clan is not only physically tough, but can also practice Taoism. This alone has long made the demon clan the most terrifying monks in the world.
There are even times when some monks can't help but wonder, are the demons the only ones in the world who are the real darlings?
Human race?
Is it just an existence that walks slowly and struggles to survive on this vast land?
Liu Banbi said calmly, "I have killed more than one demon clan here."
"It's just based on the realm of swordsmanship, bullying some monsters who are not as good as you."
The black-robed demon looked at Liu Banbi and said indifferently, "I heard that sword cultivators are the most proud. You are an exception."
Liu Banbi didn't take it seriously at the black-robed demon's ridicule. He just smiled and said, "When I killed that guy last time, you were watching the battle from a distance, right?"
The black-robed demon was silent. What Liu Banbi said was also true.
Over the years, he has killed countless demon clans here. At first, he actually just captured and killed those demon clans who were in the same realm as him. But later, he discovered that in fact, whether it was demon clans in the same realm or other demon clans, he could kill them. After all, they are both demon clans. In fact, there is no difference in essence. If a demon clan from the Other Shore Realm and a demon clan from the Bitter Sea Realm cross the city and go south, will there be any difference to the people of the human race?
will not have.
r> So after thinking about this, Liu Banbi then used his sword to kill monsters. He would kill them whenever he looked at them or in front of him. He never cared about anything. He would only look for a few monsters that were difficult to kill because his hands were itchy occasionally. clan to kill.
But after all, it’s impossible to say whether it’s killing monsters with a sword or killing monsters.
Liu Banbi is currently here to kill demons, but he might one day be killed by the demon clan.
When the time comes, the flesh and blood will turn into the blood food of the demon clan and dissipate between heaven and earth.
Of course the Sword Immortal is powerful, but the flesh and blood of the Sword Immortal is also delicious.
Where on this Great Wall has no sword immortal died?
"Actually, the flesh and blood of you Sword Immortals is not tasty and is a bit mouth-watering."
The black-robed demon said indifferently, "The sword energy will not dissipate after death. If you eat it in one mouthful, it will be troublesome."
He spoke for no reason, which made Liu Banbi feel a little interesting, "Yes, sword cultivators have always been troublesome and always like to make trouble. If I die later, don't think about eating me, lest you break your heart." teeth."
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With the tip of the sword pressed against his fist, Liu Banbi rarely exchanged a few words with the black-robed demon in front of him, but in fact, during the conversation, the two of them were competing elsewhere.
Then the two fell silent, Liu Banbi walked forward, and the sword energy filled the sky like the tide lapping the shore!
The blade of the cicada sword suddenly bent like a waning moon, and waves of sword energy rippled across the blade, making it look like a lake.
The black-robed demon didn't take a step back, but his face became more serious. He had never underestimated the sword cultivator's killing power, but at this moment, he still found that he seemed to have underestimated the sword cultivator's killing power.
Maybe he didn't underestimate the sword cultivator, but just underestimated Liu Banbi in front of him.
Liu Banbi suddenly raised his head and grinned, "How can it be so difficult to kill demons?"
Listening to these words and feeling the sword energy that suddenly became more and more powerful, the black-robed demon's face suddenly became a little ugly, and his mind fell into a trance in an instant.
A stream of blood burst out from his fist.
Several sword rays slashed towards him!
The black-robed demon's robe was instantly cut open with several gaps, and the sword energy lingered!
The demonic aura in front of the black-robed demon seemed to be blown by the strong wind, and kept retreating. At the same time, sword lights disappeared into it.
Liu Banbi raised his head and looked towards the horizon.
In the sky, between the sea of clouds, there were thousands of rays of light.
The evil aura of the black-robed demon was torn to pieces, and he retreated back.
If the black demonic energy he had bloomed before was like a swaying black lotus, now that all the demonic energy was forced back, it would be like an unfolded lotus and closing again at this moment.
Weird sight.
It doesn't stop there.
After forcing away the black-robed demon, Liu Banbi handed over the sword again with a calm expression!
Several rays of sword light rose from the ground, but did not surge into the sky. Instead, they chased the big demon!
Liu Banbi laughed loudly, raised his sword and swept forward. He was one step ahead of those sword lights. He held the cicada sword in his hand and heard bursts of sound. The sword was as thin as cicada wings, and the sword energy was wiped across it, tearing it apart. After opening a hole, countless sword energy poured forward.
The black-robed demon looked at the sword with a solemn expression. It wasn't that he couldn't avoid the sword in front of him, but he was worried about how he could block the several sword lights that followed the sword.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see clearly that the sword in front of him is just a starting point, and the many methods after this sword are the real methods of the green-shirted swordsman!
Faced with these methods, the black-robed demon is now somewhat helpless.
The Northern Great Wall has not been captured in these years. In fact, apart from the fact that the Great Wall of the Liang Dynasty took too much effort, these monks who do not know why they appeared at the top of the city are also one of the reasons.
Foreign monks have always looked down on warriors, and they have no good impression of secular dynasties. Most monks will not appear here, but what are these monks thinking and why do they come?
The black-robed demon looked on indifferently, the sword already reaching his chest.
The sword energy blooms from the tip of the sword, like an extremely gorgeous flower blooming at this moment!
The black-robed demon groaned, and vaguely, he seemed to really hear the sound of a real cicada chirping.
A deep green wound appeared on his chest, with sword energy lingering on it, and there was some terrifying aura everywhere in the sharp edge.
He gritted his teeth and retreated tens of feet, then was hit by the sword light that followed and hit his heart, letting out a painful howl!
He was swept away by the sword light and flew backwards, hundreds of feet away!
The green-shirted Sword Immortal who was supposed to take advantage of the situation did not move forward, but landed on the top of the city. Looking into the distance, he smiled handsomely and said, "I don't know your name, but I don't need to know it. If I don't kill you today, I'll take your head." Put it on your neck for now and take good care of it. I will pick it up when I see you next time.”
The black-robed demon raised his head and looked here from a distance. After just one glance, he no longer stayed and retreated in embarrassment. But from the previous confrontation, he had already understood that he was the opponent of the sword immortal in front of him.
Watching the black-robed demon disappear into the sky, he sat on the top of the city and took a sip of wine.
But when the wine gourd was taken away from his lips, there were some mottled blood stains on it.
"Senior Sword Immortal, why don't you take advantage of the situation to hunt down a great demon? If he dies here, the pressure on the North will be much less in the future!"
If it were in the past, Liu Banbi would have let him do whatever he wanted to do with other things. But watching a big demon escape right in front of his eyes, Wanshi couldn't figure out why the sword in front of him was so powerful. Why did Senior Xian do nothing but allow the other party to leave?
Therefore, when he opened his mouth like this, he felt a little indifferent.
Liu Banbi didn't pay attention, and just said casually, "Although he was injured by me, he was not injured at all. The reason why he retreated was not because he was worried that I would kill him with the next sword, but because he was worried that this was a trap we set up. If it happens again, After a while, more than one Monk Wangyou came to play with him. As for me, I don’t have anyone to help me, so it will take some time for me to kill him.”
Liu Banbi said calmly, "According to your wishes, it will take some time anyway, even if you go deep into Mobei, it won't be a big problem, right?"
Wanshi shook his head and hurriedly said, "If it's just at the top of the city, the senior will use his sword to kill the demon, so he will naturally have to do his best, but if he goes deep into Mobei, it won't be necessary. The demon clan may have some ambush in Mobei, so he can go away easily." , not a good thing.”
Liu Banbi said nothing, but a trace of blood flowed from his lips.
"senior?!"
Wanshi lowered his voice, but still exclaimed.
Liu Banbi raised his hand to wipe away the blood indifferently, "It's not that he doesn't want to kill him, nor is he afraid of going deep into Mobei, nor is it because of his injuries. The reason for not killing him is very simple. There are still many people who need to be rescued at this moment."
After Liu Banbi said this, he stood up. He said these words before just because of breath adjustment and nothing else.
"The General's Mansion has finalized so many abandonments. Although they all have reasons to give up, in my opinion, no one in the world deserves to be abandoned, so they should be saved if they should be saved."
As Liu Banbi spoke, he was already flying towards the sky, rushing to the next place. He did not mention the risks involved because it was meaningless.
It didn't matter to him whether he died somewhere.
He has been in the north for so many years, and he has no regrets for a long time. When he dies, he will die.
Oh, actually there are some regrets.
That little junior sister is said to be more talented than him and more suitable for learning swordsmanship. She has written so many letters, but she hasn't seen them yet.
A sword light swept across the sky!
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There has been heavy snow in the capital city of God.
In a daze, another winter has come quietly, and the capital of God is covered with heavy snow. The sky and the earth are all pure white, especially over at the academy, the South Lake is frozen, and the small pavilion in the middle of the lake is covered with snow. Deep.
The dean came back from the south and saw that nothing had changed. It was snowing heavily today, so he cooked a pot of mutton and ate it under the pavilion.
But there are only two people who can accompany him.
Wei Xu, a scholar who is always by the dean's side, and Xie Nandu, a girl from the Xie family who is now a swordsman.
The dean casually grabbed a big bone, regardless of whether there was oil on it, he just buried his head and ate it, not caring at all that his hands were covered with oil.
On the side, Wei Xu looked at the small stove, which was heating
With a pot of ordinary sorghum wine.
A clean cloth was placed on the stone table in front of the dean.
Xie Nandu took a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth, chewing it slowly without saying anything.
The dean finally solved the big bone, put it down, picked up a cloth, and wiped his hands randomly. As soon as he finished wiping, Wei Xu poured a bowl of wine and handed it to the dean. The dean reached out and took it with satisfaction. Smelling the sorghum wine that became more fragrant after being heated, he said with emotion, "Life like this may seem ordinary, but if ordinary people can live it from time to time, they won't think about the emperor taking turns to come to my house next year." The thing is, the beauty of the world does not necessarily have to be so magnificent. Eating a meal of mutton in winter is also very beautiful. "
After hearing this, Xie Nandu raised his head and was about to speak, but the dean shook his head, put the wine bowl between his lips, drank it all in one gulp, and felt the aroma of the wine crashing around in his mouth, and then said, "In history, In the prosperous age, everyone had enough to eat. It was difficult not to eat meat, but it was even harder not to be eaten. "
Putting down the wine bowl, the dean said with emotion, "This year's snow in the capital of the gods seems to have come earlier than usual. At this time, it is estimated that it has not even started snowing in Mobei."
Xie Nandu said softly, "According to the letter from senior brother a few days ago, when it comes to Mobei, it should be more than a month before it snows."
The dean asked, "How long has it been since that kid wrote a letter?"
Ever since Xie Nandu said he wanted to start practicing swordsmanship and the dean wrote a letter to Mobei, Xie Nandu and that senior brother had often exchanged letters, and that senior brother had given answers to all the problems in swordsmanship.
"It has been more than a month. The last time I received a letter from my senior brother was that I took the time to write one during the break between the wars. I wrote to my senior brother at the beginning of the month, but he did not reply. I am afraid that the war in Mobei has reached its most difficult period. "
Xie Nandu looked at the dean with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
The dean smiled and just said, "Your senior brother was actually very good at reading in the early years. He could memorize the teachings of sages after only a few glances at them, and he could also express his own opinions. Speaking of this, there is another stupid boy who always likes to misinterpret the meaning of saints. He really should be beaten... Forget it, he just likes to read, so he naturally reads all books. Reading too many books is not a good thing, just like this Like a stupid boy, one day I opened those history books and saw the history of cannibalism, and felt that we scholars were useless. "
Having said this, the dean looked at Wei Xu.
Wei Xu said softly, "We are indeed not as good at fighting as sword cultivators."
The dean snorted coldly, frowned and said, "I accidentally started learning swordsmanship. In the end, I actually had some talent. This made him feel amazing. He ran to Jianqi Mountain to get the sword, and then started again. He’s not coming back, he’s been running to the north, how many years has it been?”
Wei Xu smiled and said nothing. He had dealt with this fellow student before and knew that he had a cheerful temperament. In fact, even if he stayed in the academy, he would probably find the academy boring and leave one day. He would also go to the north if he didn't. Somewhere else.
"Teacher, don't worry, no matter how worried you are about the war in the north..."
Wei Xu started to speak but stopped.
The dean snorted coldly and said impatiently, "When did I worry about him?"
Xie Nandu was speechless.
Wei Xu just poured another bowl of wine for his teacher.
The dean looked at the mutton cooking in the pot and the steaming white mist, but said nothing.
Xie Nandu ate the mutton silently.
I don't know how long it took, but Xie Nandu slowly stood up and saluted the dean seriously.
The dean glanced at her and said casually, "After all, you are my disciple and you have been bullied. As a teacher, I naturally have to do something, and the matter is not big, so why do you do this?"
Xie Nandu smiled and said, "Since the teacher has done something for the students, there is no problem in doing the students' courtesy to thank them."
When the dean heard this, he smiled slightly and no longer stopped him. He just watched Xie Nandu salute and then said with satisfaction, "Since you have read a lot of books and are now practicing swordsmanship, you have followed the same path as your senior brother." , It’s just that he’s having trouble reading these sages’ books now, so don’t try to imitate him.”
Xie Nandu nodded slightly without saying a word.
The dean murmured, "This guy is already a swordsman, and he doesn't look like a scholar at all."
After that, the dean made several more gossips, which were nothing more than instructions. Xie Nandu listened quietly, and finally the dean waved his hand and asked Xie Nandu to leave.
Wei Xu looked at the little mutton left in the pot and took the iron pot away.
The dean suddenly said, "Wei Xu, let's make a bowl of longevity noodles."
Wei Xu subconsciously asked, "It seems that the teacher's birthday is not today?"
The dean sneered, "Of course not today!"
Wei Xu was startled, a little dazed.
The dean didn't explain anything, but after waiting for a long time, Wei Xu came over with a bowl of longevity noodles.
After placing it in front of the dean, Wei Xu couldn't help but said, "Teacher, is there any reason in the world to eat longevity noodles on behalf of one's disciples on his birthday?"
The dean looked at the bowl of longevity noodles in front of him and said with rare seriousness, "This guy is in the north. Even if it is his birthday today, he might still be wandering between life and death. How can he have time to eat these things?"
Looking at the longevity noodles in front of him, the dean muttered, "You bastard."
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In front of him, Liu Banbi saved people with his sword for thousands of miles, and then several people in the hall actually rushed to various places. I didn't know if they could save all the soldiers who were originally regarded as abandoned sons, but they did this It is better to do something than to do nothing after treating them as abandoned children.
Everyone in the hall left, and the old man, who was the general of the Northern Territory, did not continue to hold on. Instead, after sitting down, he coughed a few times, and a ball of bright red blood appeared on his palm as a military flag of the Northern Territory. , this general naturally does not have to fight for his life like other soldiers on weekdays, but when he has to take action, he naturally cannot hide.
In the previous battles, the demon king's side intended to wear down the northern general, so every time they sent a big demon to fight with the general.
This general was certainly one of the three most capable warriors in the Liang Dynasty. Even if he made up his mind to fight between life and death, the guarding envoy would definitely die in his hands.
From this point of view, the general in front of him is very likely to be one of the two most terrifying warriors in the entire Liang Dynasty. The reason for saying this is actually to leave some thin face to the Emperor of Liang, otherwise It is not an exaggeration to say that this northern general is the number one warrior.
It's just that great heroes also grow old. The Northern General in front of him is not in good health now. Apart from injuries, the biggest reason is that he is old.
Old age, physical weakness, and decay of vitality are things that no one can avoid.
He is very old. He was already the general of the Northern Territory during the reign of Emperor Lingzong. Naturally, he is older than the current emperor.
Wiping off the blood on his palms, the general looked at the map densely marked with countless locations, his mind drifting away, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
I don't know how long it took before a man dressed as a middle-aged scholar walked in outside the door.
Looking at this man, the general smiled. How much of the plan for this war was actually planned by him and the middle-aged Confucian scholar in front of him. In fact, there were many plans before this war. Shao Dongxi, many strategies in the Northern Territory were jointly designated by him and the general. This middle-aged Confucian scholar has never left since he came to the Northern Territory many years ago. Not only did he not leave, he also did not accept an official position from the imperial court. It's like a shadow, always standing behind the general, handling many things in the north for him.
The general smiled and said softly, "Yachang, you are here."
The middle-aged scholar shook his head, looked at the general, and asked, "How long can your body last?"
The general smiled bitterly and said, "I dare not say anything else. Anyway, I will be alive before this war."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar said oh, naturally knowing what the general meant by saying this.
"You can't go to Qingshi Pass."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at a certain point on the map with a serious expression, "Then I don't have anyone available. If Liu Banbi can put his life on the line, he can be considered one. Unfortunately, he has already set off to go elsewhere, and now he has no one to send." "
The general was startled and asked, "What on earth are you talking about?"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar ignored the general and just said to himself, "We set up this game together, but there is a flaw. When I was planning it, I was betting that the other party wouldn't be able to see the flaw, but judging from their actions, Cover it up
Decoration is indeed superfluous. They have already discovered the problem at Qingshi Pass. If Qingshi Pass is broken, the whole situation will become very bad for us. The small victory we originally envisioned will now turn into a big defeat. "
The general said without hesitation, "I'll go!"
He stood up suddenly, like a solid stone.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at him and said, "Do you think you can go if you want to, or that it will be useful if you go? As you are now, it will not matter whether you go or not. Even if you risk your own life, it will be of no use."
The general frowned and said, "How could this happen? In this situation, didn't you say that the possibility of the demon clan discovering it was extremely slim?"
"Not all smart people in the world are on our side. There are also smart people in the demon clan. They will be discovered when they are discovered. What we have to do now is to think about how to solve it."
The general was silent.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned and said softly, "There is a way to make up for it, but it may be a little slow."
"If we are really slower, we will definitely lose. This result... is difficult to accept."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned slightly and whispered, "The remedy..."
The general looked at him and said resolutely, "I will come to Qingshi Pass in person."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at the general in front of him and wanted to repeat his previous words, but he quickly looked at the general and waved his hand and said directly, "There is nothing to say. I know my own body well. I can die at Qingshi Pass." , at least it can delay some time for you.”
The middle-aged Confucian scholar stopped talking, just took a step back, and saluted the general solemnly.
"It doesn't have to be like this, it's just a dead country."
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Qingshi Pass has always been the most insignificant of the passes before the Northern Great Wall. Because it was built too recently and its location is too ordinary, it has never been a major town. However, in this war, this seemingly insignificant Qingshi Pass actually carried a lot. The situation arranged by Daliang is a big pocket. The three passes in the southeast are all openings in this big pocket. Qingshi Pass seems insignificant, but in fact it is the rope that pulls the opening closed.
Based on such an important position, Qingshi Pass should have been heavily guarded. However, in the calculation of the middle-aged Confucian scholar before, no matter how heavily guarded Qingshi Pass was, if the demon clan discovered the importance of this pass, they would definitely send a large army to come. At that time, even if this place was heavily guarded, I am afraid it would not be able to be defended.
So the middle-aged scholar made up his mind and chose the strategy of not guarding with heavy troops, but just guarding with normal soldiers. However, if the demon tribe discovered the importance of this place, then the entire Qingshi Pass would have almost no chance of being defended, unless reinforcements arrived here before the other party came to Qingshi Pass.
The Qingshi Pass guard actually did not get the news. He patrolled and guarded here as usual, but when he came from the east tower to the west, he saw a man inexplicably appearing on the top of the city.
The man was tall, with some strange beast patterns embroidered on his black robe, but he couldn't see clearly what it was.
The Qingshi Pass guard looked at the man and his face changed drastically. He didn't know the man's identity. He just knew that the man couldn't be a soldier in the pass. If he wasn't, then he couldn't appear on the top of the city.
But he clearly didn't feel the damage of the city formation, so how did this man in front of him get to the top of the city?
The guard of Qingshi Pass thought for a moment, but before he could speak, he saw a blood mist in front of him.
Before he could react, he lost consciousness.
He died.
The guard of Qingshi Pass died just like that after being looked at by the man.
The man didn't care about this matter. He looked at the top of the city indifferently. This insignificant Qingshi Pass had never been in his eyes.
He quickly crossed the top of the city. When he crossed the pass, a Qingshi Pass collapsed and turned into a ruin. The Qingshi Pass was named after the bluestones that were transported from the hinterland of Daliang. However, the bluestones broke at this moment and became a thing of the past.
The man continued to walk south. There were many foreshadowings on a line of large and small sizes between Qingshi Pass and the Great Wall of the Northern Border. He wanted to uproot all those so-called foreshadowings for thousands of miles, so as to completely break everything here and expose the hole again.
But he had to stop after only half a day's walking.
Because there was also a person in the Mobei Plain ahead.
A man in an imperial robe.
The first time he saw the man, the man from the north to the south knew his identity.
Of course, the other party also knew his identity at this moment.
The two looked at each other, and the world became quiet.
"You actually came from the God's Capital, I never thought."
The man who went north looked at the Daliang Emperor in front of him with a horrified expression.
The Daliang Emperor ignored him and just walked forward. At the same time, every time he took a step, the terrifying pressure between heaven and earth increased. The warriors did not practice Taoism, so their means were single, but when the warriors' realm was high enough, even if they did not rely on the so-called Taoism, they could have such power just by relying on their powerful realm.
In just a moment, the powerful existence who could break the Qingshi Pass with just a thought turned pale in front of the Daliang Emperor and was almost unable to move.
The Daliang Emperor looked at him indifferently, and then his face suddenly became ugly, and a trace of blood flowed directly from the corner of his mouth.
It seemed that he would die here in the next moment.
"If you kill me, there will be no good result!"
The Daliang Emperor didn't want to pay attention to him at all, but came in front of him and slapped his palm. A vast and terrible breath overflowed from his palm, and in just a moment, it wiped out the man's life.
The Daliang Emperor retracted his hand, indifferent.
As the emperor of Daliang, he didn't know how many people had died under his command. Although the one in front of him was not a human but a monster, there was no difference.
Then he came to the ruins, and did not stop, but continued to go north.
In fact, there has never been a clear division between the human race and the monster race in Mobei. The human race uses the Northern Great Wall as the final bottom line, but it is definitely not that the human race's territory is limited to this.
On the contrary, they have always believed that the 30,000 miles of Mobei are all human territory.
The Emperor of Daliang crossed the Qingshi Pass and headed towards Mobei.
In the past many years in the northern border, the demons and humans have been fighting, but no one has ever gone deep into Mobei alone.
The current Emperor of Daliang is the first.
He went north along the endless Mobei plain.
Soon he encountered a demon army.
A dense demon army appeared at the end of the sky, dark and dense, like a night.
However, after the demon army found that a man appeared in front of them, they quickly chose to stop.
The demon general in the front looked into the distance, looking at the man in the emperor's robe, with a solemn expression.
The deputy general beside him also felt the powerful and terrifying pressure, and the monsters under their crotches trembled at this moment.
"General, who is that?"
The army stood silently without any movement.
The demon general's face darkened, and he said seriously, "It's the king of the human race."
The deputy general listened to this and said absentmindedly, "Then why don't we kill him!"
The demon general shook his head and tried to calm himself down. "If I had ten times more troops, I would try to kill him. If it was five times, I would try to trap him. If it was two times, I would leave you and run alone, but now... I can only go with you..."
"We will die here, die at the hands of this human king."
The demon general smiled bitterly and said, his eyes full of unwillingness.
The deputy general frowned and said, "Why is the general so scared?"
"Because I feel the breath on him that I have only felt on His Majesty."
The demon general shook his head and closed his eyes.
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This is a 10,000-word chapter. It is the final chapter of this volume that has been delayed for three days. Well, there should be a summary of what Wu Fu has written so far on the official account later. You can read it then.