Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 50: Years ago, you were in the city, and I was outside the city

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Some people swear to the ground, but they often say that even if they are nowhere to be seen... Some people's light words are kept by fate.

The affection before life and death is true and strong.

In a dilapidated house less than a hundred steps away from Lin Xi and the others, a petite body was quietly protruding, but because the **** robe outside her body was large, it absorbed all the breath that radiated from her body, and It seems like the skin of some lizards in this world, it will become the same color as the surroundings, so this black robe is shrouded in her body, but it is a blade car that only has more than 20 steps beside her. Sergeant Yunqin beside him didn't even notice her existence.

She is alone in the night

No one is aware of her presence.

However, she did not feel lonely...especially after seeing ordinary Yunqin soldiers greet death peacefully and heroically.

At this moment, her ears vibrated slightly, and I could hear the conversations between Lin Xi, Gao Yanan and Jiang Xiaoyi, which were not whispered, although she could not join the conversation between Lin Xi and others, and she knew it, as This city cannot be guarded, and if it perishes, she will die here with Lin Xi and the others, but at this moment, she is still happy because of these words.

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Shen Tu Nian looked at the streets ahead blankly.

Although the rain is still wafting, he can't clear the specific scenes of the streets ahead, but those fine but orderly sounds make him sure that the roots of the Yunqin army are not in chaos

The carriage guarded by the seven court swordsmen behind him also listened to the sounds coming out of the streets in front of him at this time, and slowly sighed.

"Master"

Seven palace swordsmen exclaimed at the same time.

Shentu Nian suddenly turned around, and saw the carriage curtain open automatically without wind.

A white-clothed swordsman with a face of more than 30 years old came out of the carriage. His face is very handsome, but what is more attractive is the kind of spirit that exudes from him. Kind of extraordinary breath. [~]

If everyone on this battlefield is a weapon, then he is the kind of magical soldier who can be extraordinary at a glance, but he is not sharp.

He didn't see any sabers on his body, but the first impression he gave was that he was a swordsman, a swordsman.

The seven court swordsmen know very well what it means for their master to get out of the carriage at the moment, but what makes them even more shocked and abandoned is that the white swordsman with emotion on his face gave them a glance , Calmly and gently said: "Go back to Damang. Go back to Huapan Mountain and practice swords in seclusion. If the seven of you can't be the Holy Master in this life, you will never come out."

"Master"

The seven court swordsmen uttered a mournful cry, and all bowed to the ground.

"I have decided." The sword master in white gave them a glance and said lightly: "Unless you don't recognize me as a teacher."

The seven court swordsmen left in weeping.

Shen Tu Nian did not stop.

He only waited until these seven palace sword masters disappeared into the night before he became a white sword master, and his tone was cold and said: "Mr. Jun also thinks we will lose in this battle?"

The sword master in white shook his head and smiled: "If I think I must lose, I will leave directly. I stay here because I think that regardless of life or death, there is still a possibility of a fight."

Shentu Nian raised his brows slowly and said: "How to fight?"

"Things that have never appeared in this world, it is impossible for anyone to understand. General, you can never fail in this blow. By the time the Yunqin army wakes up, it should be too late and you can directly prepare for it. It’s unreasonable that oneself is not chaotic. However, this kind of unreasonable thing happened.” The sword master in white faintly said to Shen Tu Nian, “So the legend about Lin Xi is true. He is indeed with Zhang. Like the dean, someone who has a general god. Only general **** can do this kind of things that are not in line with the truth in the world."

Shen Tu Nian's face returned to calm, and she said: "Mr. Jun, Lin Xi should be in the street in front of him at this moment"

"I can’t say for sure, but this is a critical place. He has just encountered this change. The possibility of him being here is naturally great. [~]" The white sword master pointed at him, saying: "Of course he also has May leave, so we have to hurry. That’s why I come out at this moment. Only by killing him, only by opening this gap, can this battle be won."

Shentu Nian clearly knew that it was necessary to be faster at this time, but he still frowned and hesitated a little: "It depends on the first battle at this time, will it be too soon?"

The white swordsman laughed at himself: "Does General Shentu still need me to remind...We can always plan the battle of this tomb. This is the only chance we can try to win. The rest of the tombs Things, right from the beginning, were not something we considered."

After a slight meal, the sword master in white turned to Shentu Nian, and then said: "Of course I don't know what your Purgatory Mountain Master Shentu thinks, but if I change me, I will naturally think that for Purgatory Mountain, kill the general God is more important than the victory or defeat between these two or three cities."

Shen Tu Nian nodded.

At this moment, a purgatory mountain priest emerged from the dark ruins in front.

He has a terrible sword wound on his chest. On the sword wound, there is a white spider lying on his stomach.

The white spider covered in snow white fluffy formed a bite on his wound, preventing the bleeding from his wound, but every step he took, he had to cough up some black blood...Tang Chuqing of the drizzle of Fei Fei The figure is as indistinct as a phantom, fast as wind, and soft as yarn.

Although the power of high-level practitioners in this world is strong, their body is still very fragile relative to their own power.

A sage like Tang Chuqing, even if he can wave his sleeves and fly a heavy armor, but when he uses a lot of spirit power, he will still run like ordinary people violently and will be tired.

It may not take much time for a saint to kill a thousand ordinary heavy armored sergeants, but after killing these thousand heavy armored sergeants, the saint will be extremely exhausted.

So no matter it is a practitioner of any level, it is impossible to continue fighting for a long time.

This is that even if he has two bowls of water potential, Dean Zhang, who can save twice as much soul power as the practitioners of the same level in this world, will leave a message to latecomers, saying that there has never been an invincible person in this world. One of the main reasons.

Tang Chuqing's face is not too old, but his actual age is already very old. Naturally, his physical functions cannot be compared with those in his prime. He broke his arm. Although he has no worries about his life, he has lost his life. A lot of blood, so he already felt weak and tired at this time.

However, like Lin Xi, he knew that this city needed his power, so he was still fighting.

He stopped at an apricot bank along the street.

There are two Purgatory Mountain double-headed dogs on the stone embankment in front of the river.

Because the density of Yunqin soldiers in this city is very dense, this double-headed dog encounters Yunqin soldiers from time to time, and will always make some movement. For a sage like him, it is not difficult to find.

This should be the two heads behind the two-headed dogs released by the Damang army.

The two two-headed dogs are very fierce in front of ordinary sergeants and practitioners, but they seem to be very afraid of water. At this time, the apricot is only less than ten feet, and the river is shallow, but the two-headed dogs are forced by Tang Chuqing. Here, there is nowhere to go, but still dare not jump into the river and escape.

The moment Tang Chuqing stopped, the two two-headed dogs were desperately fierce and ran towards Tang Chuqing.

Tang Chuqing was very tired. He held the sleeve school with his right hand intact. However, at this moment, his eyes flickered slightly, but he changed his mind.

He loosened his sleeves, pointed the sword, and stabbed the two-headed dog somewhere in the back firmly.

The spine of the two two-headed dogs seemed to be removed instantly, and fell softly to the ground just a foot in front of him, but they did not die.

He bent down slightly and wanted to lift the two two-headed dogs that he had restrained.

Suddenly, he straightened his waist and his body returned to its original shape.

He turned around, looked towards the long dark alley behind, raised his eyebrows slowly, his expression gradually serious.

The squally wind blew away all the rain outside him.

"Chih"...

With a soft sound, his sleeve flying sword oscillated and flew again, moving in the air instantly, with an extremely eager sound, which was sharper than the sound of an arrow in the night sky.

As soon as his sword roar sounded, many of the originally quiet streets in the porter were again filled with countless sounds, and the ground and air were trembling.

This is the sound of the army rushing in madly again.

Tang Chuqing's flying sword fell and fell in front of him.

Shen Tu Nian, wearing a blood-like gown of Purgatory Mountain, walked out of the long alley he faced.

Behind him, a swordsman in white came out again.

Tang Chuqing's brows furrowed deeper, his eyes only stayed on Shen Tu Nian's body for a moment, and then fell on the white-clothed sword master, "Mr. Jun?"

Shen Tu Nian did not make a sound, but coldly looked at Tang Chuqing, and the deeper part of Dong Jingling behind Tang Chuqing.

The sword master in white gently bowed and saluted, saying: "Exactly."

Tang Chuqing flew a sword in front of him and responded slightly, "Mr. Jun has been in Da Mang and has not joined the world. Why should he participate in this battle regardless of the war?"

The white swordsman calmly looked at Tang Chuqing, saying: "If you don't enter the world, you will only repair your sword for meditation."

After a slight pause, he looked at Tang Chuqing, and his eyes showed an inexplicable emotion, "In fact, many years ago, we had met in the tomb of the falling star...but that day you were in the tomb of the falling star with Dean Zhang and others. Defending the city, my master and I fought the Starfall Mausoleum with the army of the Southern Moroccan Kingdom, and then was ordered by my master to return. I was not able to participate in the battle of the Starfall Mausoleum, and my master died in the Starfall Mausoleum."

"So, is this a revenge for the teacher?" Tang Chuqing smiled ironically.

The sword master in white smiled faintly, "It doesn't matter whether it is counted or not. The key is that I was born in Daxie, this is my destiny...V