Transcending the Nine Heavens

Ji Mo and Hu Yanbao's two swords fit perfectly, in battle formation, shock back and forth! They are tall and short, attacking and defending, seamlessly matched!

On the other hand, if you talk to Xie Danfeng, you need to be much more aggressive. Both of them are the main offensive players. Both of them are the same madness, so they can't help themselves!

Then, when the other party attacked, he was busy filling in the loopholes for the other party. He talked on the left side of Xie Danfeng. Ren couldn't make sense. He was almost inseparable to follow Xie Danfeng on the right side!

Because Xie Danfeng entered the war, but she was practically repaired, but not yet on the throne! It's just high martial esteem. By talking about one person alone, you can never protect her well in such a war of thrones!

So Ray's main responsibility in this war is to protect Xie Danfeng!

This is Chu Yang's order!

Such a commandment is selfish and cruel for other warring throne masters; but Chuyang has no choice.

The face of the proud evil cloud Junsu is already full of blood, like the red scarf on his head. He has seven or eight wounds on his body, but he is still half-step, courageous to go forward and kill all the way!

“Ow, ow, ow, ow! ~" Rock's enemies shouted out loud, but his body was chopped up, but it further inspired his ferocity. The effect of self-destructive training in the Far North wilderness for nine lifetimes is finally fully reflected in this moment!

He roared furiously, he slammed wildly!

Until Chu Yang showed up beside him, he still didn't see it.

Throughout the battlefield, from more than 2,000 people fighting together, to more than 1,300 people fighting together, and then to less than 1,000 people fighting!

In the end, there are less than 700 people left to kill!

On Chu Yang's side, the casualty rate of this second battle is far higher than the first!

Because this time, the other party already knows that they will lose, they will die! So, everyone fought for their lives!

Chuyang, on the other hand, came up to play an open door red, and then came up, the number of people took an absolute advantage, inevitably there was some relaxation in the mind, this is the usual situation of people!

But this is the ‘common sense of man', but it is the living burial of more than a hundred masters who should not have died!

Second battle, faster than the first!

Almost at the beginning, not long before it's over.

Slowly, the circle of battle became smaller and smaller, gradually divided into three parts.

Less than a hundred enemy masters remain, surrounded by three circles, each surrounded by hundreds of thrones! Both eyes were red and red. By this time, the so-called life and death, the so-called fear, had long been thrown out of the Nine Clouds!

The only thing left to believe is: kill each other!

Drag each other on the road!

Kill one. Enough! Kill two, earn one!

“It's a dead end anyway!” An enemy nine-pint throne shouted, suddenly he couldn't escape, and his fit jumped over! Halfway through the sky, he was stabbed by more than a dozen swords, but his right hand shook and the sword flew out of his hand, but it also penetrated deeply through the chest of a throne!

The sword came out through the chest, with silk thread, flying over the snow, going out a dozen times, when a sound plunged into the snow, swaying over the sky, the blood dripping down, with hot air!

Chu Yang ordered the brothers to fly at the same time and each fell into three battle circles!

A tinkling sound rang and a series of screams went out at the same time, and then the whole place was silent!

The whole site, no one stands except Chuyang with red strips on his head!

It took a moment of silence for someone to bend down, whoa, whoa, spit blood.

This was the person who had just been forced to endure internal injuries, and at this moment he finally relaxed and threw up the bruise. If in battle, spitting blood like this is killing you...

The sound of vomiting rang before someone breathed out a long breath and just sat on the floor, whether it was a broken knife or a broken sword or a corpse, and passed out.

It's weak!

That fight was worse than a nightmare!

Chuyang looked around and breathed a breath of cold air in his heart. Looking all over the battlefield, more than 1,500 people died here, and even a complete body could not be found!

There's only one ground of broken flesh!

One thousand and one hundred and ninety-six people in the local war! Less than 400 people are still alive, and countless others are physically disabled, with broken arms and legs. And these lucky ones!

In this situation, even the most intelligent of these flesh comes, let alone assemble more than 1,500 corpses, I'm afraid not even 300 complete corpses!

Everyone is a throne, each desperate to do it, as long as it is won, it is the flesh and bones flying, and the short period of breath breaking will be the most hit!

Everyone would rather make up a knife on a corpse than give the enemy a chance to lay down on the ground! In this state of mind... you want to die completely? No, it's a dream!

“Name it! Quote!” Chuyang stood in a dull, hot blood, dripping down from his hair.

At one point, there are only 364 people, including the Chuyang brothers, who are still living on the Chuyang side of the throne!

Six hundred and ninety-six, six hundred and thirty-two dead!

The battlefield's blood clot has not dissipated, and everyone is silent in the face of this fierce scene!

“Somebody! Take the crippled comatose back to heal the wounded, the rest of them, clean the battlefield! Throw the body into Dead Lake! ”

Chu Yang's eyes slowly faded away, looked all over the corpse, bit his teeth, on the parotid, clearly raised an angle, he took a deep breath of smelly air, raised his head, long, long... sigh.

Don't overdo it at last, have a cold drink. A brutal order has been issued!

Such a decision, if ordinary, elsewhere, is undoubtedly cold-blooded and undoubtedly cruel.

But here, by the Lake of Death!

Whether it's the bodies thrown into Dead Lake or the people cleaning up the battlefield, it's an honor, a respect for the enemy!

Winners have the honor of cleaning the battlefield!

Only the bones of a hero can be thrown into the Lake of Death, accompanied by the spirits of all generations, in the presence of the two Supreme Witnesses!

This is the world of the middle three days, the most glorious place for life and death!

Chu Yang clearly knew what the Zhongsan people thought, but when he said that, his heart was still flickering. Pity.

Because a lot of them, just a day ago, just a moment ago, had chatted and talked to themselves. Speaking of this war, I remember Xie's throne, full of beards, saying softly: "I would have picked up this life, and if I could have died in Lake Death, I wouldn't have wronged my life. Besides... wives and daughters are killed by several sons of the arrogant family. They are completely untouched, they die early, and they can be reunited early. ”

Now, the throne, quietly, lies not far from its full body.

Chu Yangyang could not hear, his heart grieved: several sons of the Ao family did sin, and the Ao family owner made amends. Several sons and their messengers have been killed!

But… his wife and children will not be able to live!

After all, it's not vengeance!

But he can no longer avenge himself. Or he just has one wish left to get together early!

Another, the throne of the proud family, stood with the proud and evil cloud. The skinny throne once said to himself and the proud and evil cloud: "If you die in battle, if you can win, live; when you return, tell my son not to practice martial arts for the rest of his life! Ask the son to give him a few acres of thin fields so that he can get his daughter-in-law to plant them...”

Now that man, he's already lying there. There's only one skull left, I can't even find my body...

Chuyang did not know why he had this sentiment, why let the child ‘not practice martial arts all his life', but he knew that this man, as a father, must make sense!

Jianghu vengeance killing, enmity, a few more bloody colors, but how many relationships have been extinguished, how many ordinary days have been missed!

“I'll bring that to you!” Chu Yang said silently.

Then he raised his face and closed his eyes quietly.

Brothers, all the way, all the way!

If there is a new life, be friends, and fight again!

……

Mo Tianjin ordered the battlefield rescue team to rush out.

But they encountered resistance!

Except for those who have passed out, others who have broken their arms and legs refuse to go back to rest!

“We're going to clean up the battlefield! ”

“We're staying! ”

“Send our brothers, our enemies, into the lake of the dead! ”

“May they, from now on, live happily ever after! ”

“Under the lake of death, there is no vengeance! ”

Faced with their obsession, the battlefield rescue team had no choice but to remove the unconscious and return silently.

Everyone, as in a solemn ceremony, brings the ground, the bodies of enemies and their own people, as complete as possible, and then, in pairs, lifts them up and walks towards the shores of the Dead Lake!

Their faces, so heavily sad, so solemn, so respectful, so lamented!

I was still trying to kill him. I cut him hard, one by one, and this is how I look at him! Seems to mourn his loved ones again, his liver and intestines are broken, respect and remembrance!

This scene, this change of heart, seems abrupt, it seems inappropriate!

But everyone in the place, including the Nine Clans and the Law Enforcers, feels that this is the man! This is the Lake of Death!

So they didn't make a single voice, they just watched quietly and respectfully.

More than 300 people, slowly cleaning the battlefield, finely cleaning up, they can't even spare a drop of blood, respectfully held up, sent to the Lake of Death!

Cleaning is extremely slow, but everyone seems to have been a little more patient and tolerant at this moment.

Lake water in Dead Lake slowly bursts as the dead bodies are thrown in. Ripple by ring, gradually diffuse, practiced pieces by pieces, seemed to be the dead, saying goodbye to the living!

The sky was gloomy and dull, and the cold wind whistled slowly, and it actually snowed.

Tomorrow, the battle of the throne!

Another batch of hero Hodget's body will be filled into this ancient, unchanged Lake of Death...

Gu stood alone quietly in front of his own camp, watched this scene, thinking that tomorrow should be his own duel, suddenly his heart shook with excitement, his sword frowned, his sword cheerful!

The blackdragon sword jumped out of the sheath automatically, and the cold flashed, halfway across the sky!

All the experts present, including the Nine Clans and the Law Enforcers, suddenly couldn't resist, the long sword between their waists simultaneously sounded a crisp sword! Almost all of them!

Worship the King!

Sword Emperor out, Ten Thousand Swords submissive!

Suddenly, with a stunned look, he looked shocked from all sides!

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< 3rd more! Replace chapter VI with chapter XIV. Moon ticket. > (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)