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Boom!
The vigor exploded, shaking like thunder, limbs and arms were broken, and blood and mud splashed, dyeing the sky and the earth a bloody color.
Surrounding Tianxiong City, more than 200,000 bandits and defenders fought frantically. At this moment, life is as cheap as grass, and dozens of hundreds of lives are lightly buried every moment.
Roaring, roaring, madness Sorrows, wailing, and wailing gathered together, and the world seemed to be dragged into hell, showing the most cruel scenes in the world.
"Brother Fenglin saw this scene, what do you think?"
Deep in the sky, the distorted shadow of Nine Heavens emerged, laughing lowly.
Xu Fenglin stood tall in the sky, watching the fight below indifferently.
He saw a white-haired old soldier struggling to swing his knife, but was killed by the random blade, and his body stepped into the mud.
He saw a cowardly young boy trembling all over. He had just been driven into the battlefield, but before he had time to react, he was hit by force and was torn to pieces.
He saw a fierce warrior laughing ferociously, his body was bloodied and exhausted, and his life was taken away by a hidden arrow shot from nowhere.
He saw the bandits like a torrent, and whether they wanted to or not, they were engulfed and rushed towards Tianxiong City madly. The corpses piled up under the city into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ??blood
Xu Fenglin just watched, with a calm face, neither sad nor happy: "Their deaths are very meaningful, more valuable than most people in the world, so I will try my best to record every face of them."
It is not easy to step from the image of self to the image of sentient beings, and it takes a lot of calamities.
It is called the robbery of all living beings.
Xu Fenglin had heard of this a long time ago.
Originally thought that this calamity would test the cultivator himself, but it was only after Jiutian explained the method that he realized that the calamity of all living beings is not only a calamity for himself, but also a veritable calamity for all living beings.
Purely from the comparison of strength, the strong of the true way and ordinary people are simply two species, but in essence the true way is also one of the sentient beings, and it is not beyond the world.
All living beings have feelings.
All living beings also have thoughts.
? To achieve the appearance of all beings needs to absorb and comprehend the thoughts of all beings.
But the thoughts of ordinary people are too weak, even if the thoughts of hundreds of thousands of people add up, it is not enough to promote the sublimation of my appearance to the appearance of sentient beings.
This is also the reason why Xu Fenglin set off a big war, throwing hundreds of thousands, millions of people into the battlefield meat grinder, gathering sand into a tower.
Normally, people's emotions don't fluctuate much, but on the battlefield, the great terror between life and death will cause the power of the mind to explode ten times and a hundred times, forming the most gorgeous flowers.
On the city wall.
Boiling vigor was intertwined, and the continuous collision was like thunder. The old head of the Zhao family led a group of masters to kill the waves of bandits who attacked.
The blood stained the top of the city red, and everyone has been killed like crazy.
Especially the old Patriarch of the Zhao family, with his silver hair flying and his face full of evil spirits, he drove the big formation on the city wall, and the power of the formation patterns merged into his body. It will take hundreds of lives.
"Old guy, die for me!"
Thunderous roars resounded across the battlefield. The leaders of the three factions, the Kite, the Blood Alliance, and the Changping Bandit, saw that they could not break through the city wall, roared and flew out, and quickly approached the old Patriarch of the Zhao family.
In an instant, various images appeared and poured down.
Although there are only a dozen or so of them, at least five of them have reached the level of grand masters, and the rest have the lowest cultivation level of two or three elephants. The combined combat power is still higher than the charge of thousands of troops.
The old Patriarch of the Zhao family snorted coldly, his eyes were full of murderous intent, with the silver whip in his hand, he looked like a dragon.
Water and fire twine around the silver whip, and there is a huge sound of wind and thunder, the power of yin and yang flows, and all of them are integrated into the whip. This old Patriarch is also a veteran Liuxiang. At this moment, he is pulling the power of the big formation, and his power soars instantly , faintly approaching the level of Qixiang.
Swish!
A whip across the sky, like a silver lightning, exploded the tumbling air wave. Among the dozens of bandits killed, two of them were hit by the silver whip first, and they let out a scream, and their bodies exploded into pieces. Minced meat.
?The rest of the gangsters roared, Zhangba spears, fine iron long sticks, maces, ghost-headed broadswords and other weapons were displayed, and their fists and palms were surging, and they fought with the Patriarch of the Zhao family fearlessly.
The city wall shook violently, and under the impact of powerful force, it shook violently. If it weren't for the blessing of a large formation, it would be smashed to pieces if it couldn't hold on for a few breaths.
The old Patriarch of the Zhao family stepped into the void, and spread out the silver whips overwhelmingly. At that time, countless silver lights exploded, and thenThe strength of a person is not at all inferior to several grandmasters.
Both sides are trying their best to put their opponents to death. Their vigor collided endlessly, and the scattered air waves shot in all directions, and the radius of hundreds of meters was almost covered by the hurricane.
Even if a martial artist who has cultivated eight strengths steps into it, he will be strangled immediately and turned into a meat paste, just like a hell of death.
Many bandits were horrified, and they all stopped, not daring to move forward, and there were even a lot of routs.
Phew!
A sword light like a rainbow twisted in the air, cut off the broken bandits at the waist, and the intestines of more than a hundred people flowed out, but these bandits have more or less practiced martial arts, and they have not died for a while, screaming heart-piercing Lung cracking screams.
Among the bandits, a swordsman in blue came against the wind, holding a divine sword in his hand, the cold light shone brightly, and his piercing eyes glanced down: "Don't retreat!"
Boom!
On the other side, there was also a big man with bare breasts and breasts exposed, and a big man with muscles like steel laughed wildly, and bumped his fists in front of his chest, "Zi la"! A thunderbolt shattered, and the heads of the defeated soldiers within a hundred feet around the big man burst open, and red and white slurry splashed out.
The big man licked his lips and looked at the swordsman in blue: "Brother Yang, when shall we attack? Old Zhao also has two brushes. It may be difficult to break through the city with these ineffective bandit soldiers."
The swordsman in Tsing Yi was a little moved, just about to speak, when his ears moved, his face immediately straightened, showing respect, as if he was listening to someone's words, he nodded after a while, and said, "No rush."
The big man rolled his eyes, smiled, and didn't dislike the stumped limbs and arms all over the place. He sat down on the ground, took out a cow leg from his waist pocket, and chewed it.
Both he and the Tsing Yi swordsman are the masters of the Chenzhou martial arts sect. They are usually majestic, but now they have to be driven by others and obey orders.
Time flies by.
Several hours passed by.
The sky gradually dimmed.
But for everyone fighting on the battlefield, every breath is a torment like a burning fire, fighting with scarlet eyes open just for a chance of life.
The old Patriarch of the Zhao family was wounded all over his body, he was panting heavily, and most of his strength had been lost, and the big bandits on the opposite side also lost three master warriors, and the survivors were more seriously injured than him.
The swordsman in blue twitched his ears again, and said, "It's time for us to make a move."
"Okay, I'm tired of waiting." The bare-chested man jumped up, flew a hundred feet high, and took a sudden step to the top of the city wall, and sternly shouted: "Old Zhao, I'll meet you!" !"
Whoosh!
The swordsman in Tsing Yi arrived almost at the same time as the big man, his clothes fluttering and his sword shining.
The old head of the Zhao family opened his blood-red eyes and looked at the two of them: "Yang Tianhua, Tie Liu, so these bandits are supported by you?!"
The big man sneered and said, "Old man Zhao, don't think too much, we don't have this kind of ability."
The old Patriarch of the Zhao family panted anxiously: "Whether it's you or not, the old man admits it, I surrender, I only hope that you can go around my Zhao family"
"I'm sorry, Brother Zhao!" The Tsing Yi swordsman decisively interrupted the words of the old Patriarch of the Zhao family: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves."
Despair and resentment appeared in the eyes of the old head of the Zhao family: "In that case, let's come and see who will take the head off the old man's neck first."
Fighting started again.
This time, however, the curtain ended very quickly. The old Patriarch of the Zhao family was already exhausted, and was besieged by two swordsmen in Tsing Yi. He was killed by the two in less than a quarter of an hour. The big man grabbed his palm and took off his head. Then the feet drop.
Boom!
Like a meteorite impact, the formation could no longer support it, it shattered with a click, and the city wall collapsed with a roar. The big man smiled grimly at the many bandits: "The city wall is broken, everyone will kill with me, and the sword will not be sealed for three days! "
kill!
kill!
kill!
Stimulated by this, the bandit army, which had been exhausted from killing, seemed to have regained its strength, screaming, with wild eyes, and rushed towards the city like a tide.
In an instant, there was great chaos in the city, and mourners were everywhere.
The wild laughter of the bandit soldiers and the mourning and crying of the people of Tianxiong City joined together.
Hula! Hula!
The dark night came, but half of the sky was smudged by the fire in the city, filled with blood, and the messy thoughts invisible to the naked eye gathered into tides and rushed towards the sky.
Xu Fenglin's eyes were calm, and his palms were spread out, like a god looking down on the earth, letting the chaotic thoughts like the tide melt into his whole body.
"Not enough!"
"Far from enough!"
Next to it, laughter came from the distorted shadow.p; "Not enough!"
"Far from enough!"
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