Devil’s Advent

On the plain in front of Xueguan, the sword energy is venting wantonly;

Human, the reason for being human,

It's because he has more complex emotions than beasts.

Instincts that are divorced from survival, and even emotions that are useless or even harmful to survival.

In this world, there are not many people who can understand Juggernaut.

When he was a child, what Yu Huaping looked forward to most every day was to go to a time-honored restaurant outside the imperial city to eat a bowl of soup cakes. The rich meat flavor, accompanied by a lot of green onions and coriander, the taste is enough to make people intoxicated.

Life experience is miserable, elder brother is like a father, it is not easy, all disappeared in this hot white air.

When he was young, the Juggernaut learned swords from his master. The master of the Juggernaut was not well-known in the Jianghu, because the peak of his master in this life was only an eighth-rank swordsman.

Entrusting it to an ordinary rich and wealthy family as an enshrinement, he has no worries about food and clothing, but if he wants to make a name for himself in this arena, he is really not qualified.

However, what a true genius needs is the first sword and the first set of most basic sword training methods.

After all, whether there is emerald essence or blackness in the stone has no effect on whether you use refined iron to open the stone or use a broken file.

Before the master died, he said to Yu Huaping:

you are you

I am me,

I can teach you, there is no regret in this life;

It is my luck that you met me;

I am your master, but you don't need to tell outsiders who your master is. In the future, there must be a mountain that belongs to you on the road of kendo, and you don't need to make a name for yourself as a master.

Originally, it was a scorpion wielding a sword, so how could the sun and the moon shine together.

Therefore, no one in the world knows who the master of the Juggernaut is. They always think it is some unborn master of swordsmanship, but in fact, he is just a free and easy old man who is unwilling to shy away from his apprentice's light until he dies.

When people reach middle age, they settle down.

A sword, challenge everywhere, accumulate the height of one's own kendo, and at the same time, pile up one's own four masters of swordsman.

The fact that the word holy can be applied to him proves that the entire Jianghu is convinced of his monument on the road of swordsmanship.

Behind the Baili family is the blessing of the Zhao family of Qianguo, behind Li Liangshen is the blessing of Zhenbeihoufu and its subordinate Zhenbei Army cavalry, and behind the Chu swordmaker is the blessing of the centuries-old nobles of Chu;

Only he, Yu Huaping, although his surname is Yu, actually rose from the grass.

People from the Jianghu should come from the Jianghu, so this Jianghu used the only word Holy on him.

In the words of Jianghu people themselves, what relationship do the other three families have with Jianghu?

Only Yu Huaping is the real one of his own.

The rise of the grassroots, and the sword of life, is the real Jianghu dream pursued by young heroes and heroines.

Kill the old Patriarch Situ and help Situ Lei seize the throne; rebel against the Emperor of Jin, his younger brother died in battle;

When people reach middle age, there always seems to be a period of confusion. In the words of General Zheng, it is the so-called mid-life crisis, and Juggernaut is no exception.

Looking back on the past, you will find that you have done so many fucking things in the past;

Looking forward to the future, I found that the future was actually a mess in my vision.

The calm of the sea is only temporarily suppressing the rough waves.

needed,

Just a sea breeze,

It's just a cloud,

Just a petrel,

Suddenly,

pierced everything, broke this ridiculous calm;

Some people will collapse because of this, sitting on the ground and crying;

And some people will take advantage of the trend to explode;

Obviously, Juggernaut belongs to the latter.

Perhaps, even the Juggernaut himself didn't expect that the situation would become like this. It was just an assassination of a second devil, and he needed to put everything in his hands?

But things happened so naturally and developed...

If you don't regret it after asking him,

He will probably ask you back:

In this world, is there a curved sword edge?

Yongyeon is in hand,

Turned into a scarlet horse,

The Juggernaut's eyes, ears, mouth and nose were covered with blood, but his whole body showed a strange refreshment.

The depression in your chest, at this moment, calm down!

a sword,

Yongyeon sacrificed,

Draw a circle around Juggernaut,

for a while,

Hundreds of wildling knights had a sword cut in their chests,

The armor they had just looted seemed as thin as a cicada's wing in front of Long Yuan at this moment.

Many savages still lowered their heads in disbelief, looking at the hole in their chests, and they just... died?

The corpses of savage warriors fell from their horses,

This,

This is just the beginning!

I,

Yu Huaping practiced sword for thirty years,

Thirty years of raising swords,

How can there be only this kind of spirit?

Longyuan flew out again, piercing the bodies of the wildlings one by one, with the sword master as the center, the wildling warriors around him fell off their horses one by one, and the air was filled with blood mist one after another, like life Fireworks bloom for withering.

If it is said that Grimu's death was like a heavy hammer, hitting these savage warriors out of their minds,

So,

At this time, the terrifying power displayed by the Sword Saint,

It is like a heavy whip after another,

It is crushing their inner courage.

This man is a devil!

This person is invincible!

For a while, in the encirclement, the wildling knights in the inner circle began to rein in, but the wildling knights in the outer circle continued to pour in.

situation,

Actually it didn't get much better.

However,

The Juggernaut, who was already covered in blood, didn't care about his situation at all.

Since the sky descended on me between heaven and earth, there must be a story for future generations to read!

today,

Snow customs outside,

subjugated swordsman,

For the homeland,

Guard the country again!

Longyeon flies away,

A beam of sword energy was released from the body of the sword master, like a thunderbolt;

this line,

Dozens of wildling knights were strangled together with their horses and men.

next moment,

The Juggernaut raised his head with one hand,

The cold winter wind is like a sword piercing people,

Today I use frost as a sword, and flesh and blood as a sacrifice!

In the cold wind, phantoms of sword energy appeared. They pierced the savage's neck, penetrated the savage's armor, and cut off the savage's horse.

For a while, nearly a hundred riders fell to the ground with screams.

The Sword Saint swayed slightly, but his momentum did not drop at all. He shouted,

Longyuan, who had just flown out, returned again,

jumping up,

straight into the sky,

Immediately afterwards,

It was like borrowing the edges and corners of frost and mist from the clouds, falling down like hailstones, and falling down.

Ah!!!!

Ahhhhhh!!!

There were endless screams.

Some savage knights began to flee, but many savages also began to arouse the fierceness in their hearts. It was a kind of death anyway. I asked for a happy relief and rushed to the sword master.

However,

As long as the wildling knights are within five feet of the Juggernaut, their horses and horses will be cut off in an instant.

Standing here, the Sword Saint is like an inviolable god.

An opponent like this is really too hopeless.

You must know that it was the iron cavalry of the Zhenbei Army who fought in the bloody battle at Shatuo Queshi back then, but the ones here are savages, and they are not the real descendants of the savage king.

Their fighting will and fighting ideas are naturally no way comparable to the original Zhenbei Army.

previous years,

Yao Zizhan once wrote a poem about Bailijian:

Baili Jinglei knocks on the gate of heaven, who is the sword fairy!

And today, at this moment,

The sword of the Juggernaut planted the seeds of inner demons in the hearts of these savage knights. Even the brilliance of the stars could not erase this terrifying nightmare.

His strength seems to have covered up the starlight.

at this time,

Haxi rushed to him, with a blue light blooming on his body, and shouted:

He borrowed the power of this side of heaven and earth to forcibly open the territory. At this time, he cannot move his body. If he moves, he will fall into the boundary. If he goes up and beheads his head, he will give cattle, sheep and slaves to seal a thousand households!

All of a sudden, the wildling knights around him came to their senses. As the leader of the usher, Hassi already had great prestige among the wildlings. Many wildlings mustered up their courage again and rushed over.

Hasi himself jumped up even more, and there was a star mark circulating between his eyebrows.

Yu Huaping, your opponent is me!

The bloody Sword Master snorted coldly,

You do not deserve.

in an instant,

A beam of sword energy shot out, piercing the star mark between Haxi's eyebrows in an instant, and Haxi's whole body was like a kite with a broken string, which was forcibly changed in mid-air and fell down.

The person is not dead, his eyes are still wide open, but the power of the stars in his body has been completely dispersed by the sword energy. If he does not cultivate for a few months, he will not be able to fight at all.

a sword,

No,

It's just a sword qi!

At this time,

Facing the savage knights swarming again,

Long Yuan returned to the hands of the Sword Master,

He cannot move, cannot leave this position,

This is also the reason why he never tried to leave after forcibly opening the border,

It's not that I don't want to,

but can not.

But he didn't feel like he was at a loss.

He uttered a long cry:

Even if you die today, you still need to be buried with thousands of riders. How much is missing, how much is still missing, wait, come quickly!

Longyuan trembled,

fly out again,

The blood mist continued to bloom, and the flesh and blood of horses and people began to roll and pile up in front of the Juggernaut. The smell of blood in the air was so strong that it was almost suffocating.

in a moment,

Only half of the 2,000 wildling cavalry who came out to stop the attack remained.

There is a saying in the rivers and lakes and in the army that a third-rank warrior can stop a thousand cavalry in battle!

This is blocking, not killing!

And today,

in this plain,

Facing the charge of two thousand cavalry,

Standing there without resorting to the terrain, without moving your body,

Obviously a swordsman,

but still in this way,

One person beheaded a thousand riders!

After the battle, when Jianghu judges swordsmen again, there should be new standards.

After today, Bailijian, who once turned and fled facing the iron cavalry of the Zhenbei Army, will no longer be qualified to sit on an equal footing with the Jin Kingdom Sword Master!

finally,

When Longyuan Sword fell back into the hands of the Sword Master again,

sword,

could not fly out again,

Instead, it was inserted into the ground.

The breath of the Juggernaut began to fall rapidly,

like a fire,

After burning to the fullest,

slowly,

Only carelessness and loneliness are left.

in front of

It is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood piled up,

But what the Juggernaut sees,

It was the little boy dancing with a wooden sword in the small courtyard of Shengle City, and the gentle woman standing behind the boy.

she,

Still waiting for myself to go home,

but myself,

I can't go back.

surnamed Zheng,

You are very good at coming;

her family,

You take care of me.

but,

The Juggernaut also knew that Zheng, who was surnamed before, respected him and satisfied all his needs unconditionally. That was because he was a Juggernaut, because he was a living Juggernaut.

But right now...

but,

The corner of Juggernaut's mouth grinned,

laughed:

My surname is Zheng, come and do the math for me, how much money can be saved by the military merits of a thousand heads, enough for that family of orphans and widows to live on!

All around, the barbarian cavalry who had stopped once again, seeing that the Juggernaut seemed to have exhausted their strength, began to ride their horses again and prepare to charge.

The Juggernaut has been unable to bring up Longyeon anymore,

Silently looking at the sword on the ground in front of him, indifferent, waiting for his final destination.

he is tired

he is really tired

Full of depression, once it is gone, there is nostalgia, but no regrets.

boom!

at this time,

The two hundred Shengle knights led by Liang Cheng directly crashed into the battle circle of wildlings!

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Thanks to Wang__ for becoming the eighty-ninth leader of The Devil Comes!