One person guards the lonely city, invincible in the world

Chapter 56 The Sword Comes
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Tick ​​tock!

The sound of purple blood dripping in an hourglass is more disgusting and uncomfortable than fingers scratching blackboards and forks scratching glass.

But at this moment, it is like the sound of nature!
Because it is the last judgment!
The death knell roared in the pilgrimage tower, and countless eyes were fixed on the hourglass in the pope's hand.

Faster, faster.

The devil is at the end of his rope!

"Tick tock..."

Tuoba Tianxia gently closed his purple pupils, and his red lips let out a gentle and rhythmic ticking sound. When he opened his eyes, he smiled and asked:
"What else is there to do?"

After finishing speaking, he clenched his ten fingers tightly, and kept punching outside Bazhang, without any boxing moves, it was just the simplest movement, which is an understatement.

At the same time as punching, with one light step, the distance was shortened by two feet.

Another five feet.

Punching and punching the shadow of the soul, the black mist disperses and gathers, gathers and disperses again, and so on.

Obviously he couldn't kill him, but he still wanted to throw his punches.

The old woman on crutches frowned deeply, and the ten land gods were also suddenly displeased. How could the dignified queen of the empire look like a villain.

The people watching from a distance gradually felt uncomfortable. The victor's posture should be calm and indifferent, not hysterical, not to mention being the queen of the empire, this is too vulgar and barbaric.

Tuoba Tianxia realized that she had lost her composure, so she stopped slowly and stared at the lingering Hannu indifferently.

My whole life is about to be ruined by this person, how can I not hate it!
"It's right to be desperate." She smiled slightly, her eyes turned from the vines on the street to the hourglass.

Most of the purple blood has dripped.

So what if the sword of national destiny comes?

Without flesh and blood, what kind of sword do you have?
The holy city returned to its usual silence, save for the clanging of the death knell and the uncomfortable ticking of the hourglass.

suddenly.

"Accompany Gu Hero to fight side by side!"

With a loud shout, knives and halberds roared at the end of the main street, and several monks tore off their faces and skins, and fought fiercely with the barbarians along the street.

Like a thunderstorm on the ground.

"I'm here!"

"I am also here!"

"Hahahahaha, follow Gu Yingxiong, walk sideways on Huangquan Road, Lord Yan must also kowtow!"

With roars one after another, the orderly holy city fell into panic instantly, and hundreds of figures appeared out of nowhere, slashing and killing barbarians wantonly with weapons in their hands.

Let's go together, never let Gu Yingxiong be alone, if you can kill a wild dog, you will earn!

The Chinese nation will never surrender, no matter where it is, it will fight the barbarians to the end!
They want to tell Zhongyuan in this decisive way that even if Gu Yingxiong is gone, even if the spiritual lamp is extinguished, ordinary people like them are willing to sacrifice heroically!

"Fulfill these jumping clowns and kill them without mercy!!" Tuoba Tianxia ordered sharply.

Looking at Zhongyuan Erlang who died generously from the city tower in the distance, Mei Shougeng showed a trace of pain on his face.

Why make meaningless sacrifices?

Just like Gu Chang'an, how can he be astonishing in the past and the present, invincible in life and transformed into a ghost hero after death, so what?

The Holy City punished him perfectly tonight with almost no effort.

Destiny is unshakable!

Only by taking the path of peaceful surrender can we avoid the subjugation of the country and the extinction of the species, the more resistance the more miserable...

The hunchbacked middle-aged man behind him had a pale face, gritted his teeth and struggled for a long time, and suddenly said:

"Duke, I have decided to die."

Mei Shougeng turned around in shock, and panicked:
"Don't be impulsive, don't get carried away by emotions."

The hunchbacked middle-aged man stared at the fallen heroes in the distance, and said softly:

"In one's life, one needs to have an irrational impulse. It is worthwhile to be impulsive for the people of the nation."

"You often ask me why I only want to be your book boy and not accept the barbarian's gift of officials. In fact, you know very well in your heart that I can't kneel down."

After a short pause, he slowly knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times and kowtowed nine times:

"Once in Mu Xingyu, I will remember my teacher's kindness for the rest of my life."

"Sir, I'm leaving."

"Confused!" Mei Shougeng paled in shock, and said in a deep voice:

"You are only one step away from the realm of a saint!"

The hunchbacked middle-aged man was in a trance, he knew very well that tonight would deal a heavy blow to the Central Plains, because Gu Yingxiong fell down.

But the Chinese nation can't fall down. Those Yanhuang bloodlines in the holy city must raise their heads and go out to kill the barbarians bravely.

Without Gu Chang'an, you and I are Gu Chang'an, and everyone in the Central Plains is Gu Chang'an!

"Fuck the holy man, why not kill a few more savage dogs, I have endured it for 29 years!!"

The hunchbacked middle-aged man jumped over the city tower, he stood downstairs, looked up at the old man's stern face, and smiled freely:
"Sir, I have different ideas. I will never agree with your theory of surrendering to save the people. Kneel down and be a dog. If the dog's chain is gone, I will never be a human again."

"But I implore you to remember your former self, the passionate man who beheaded the third-rank governor in the street for the common people not to be oppressed."

"Take care of yourself!"

Turning around and stepping like a shooting star, he rushed to the pilgrimage gate and rose up in the air. His leg whip swept across, and hundreds of barbarians were blown to pieces with just aura.

"I don't distinguish between old and young, high and low, I don't distinguish between high and low. I will work together to pour the water of the Yellow River and the waves of the East Sea. !"

"Kill the barbarians!!"

Hundreds of monks in the Central Plains accumulated blood on the handle of the knife, which was too slippery to hold. Judas called out to kill the thief.

The lonely soul wandered quietly at the gate of the city, and there was a sad expression on the face that should never cry again, one could imagine the sadness in his heart.

The great sadness distorted Gu Changan's face, and even the mist scattered in all directions.

hurry up!

Hurry up! !

He roared inwardly.

……

Nine thousand miles away from the border of Manzhao, a majestic city has already been littered with corpses, and barbarians are leaning on the city wall and weeping bitterly.

They fear.

They were even more shocked.

The besiegers were not armies, or even men.

It was a bloody and tattered Tang flag.

No, it was a piece of flesh wrapped in Tang Qi.

Clang!
The mere seven ounces of flesh were actually full of sword energy, and they plundered the barbarian army like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, ruthlessly reaping lives.

……

Holy City.

The shouts of killing gradually disappeared, and the death knell of the pilgrimage tower was smashed by the monks of the Central Plains at some point, and the city returned to deathly silence.

Countless people showed hatred on their faces. Originally, there was only the blood of lonely ghosts tonight. What a perfect shame?
Because of this group of self-defeating Han slaves, the city of the sky was once again bloodied, and thousands of elite soldiers of the empire fell in a pool of blood.

Tuoba Tianxia remained motionless.

Land Immortals and Abyss Sages are also static as sculptures.

They are fully capable of suppressing and killing the rebellious Han slaves, but they are indifferent, sitting and watching the empire's sons and daughters go shopping.

There is no way, everything is not as important as the lingering thing in front of me!
Before the hourglass is clear, we must strictly guard against it, and we must not relax a little bit.

tick-tock-

The terrifying sound of nails scraping the wall continued, and only [-]% of the purple blood in the glass bottle was left!

unexpected!

"Be careful!" The land fairy hanging in the sky suddenly exclaimed.

Tuoba Tianxia turned her head, first her pupils dilated, she felt unbelievable for a moment, and then felt chills all over her body as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Due to the wanton venting before, the two sides are less than five feet!

Gu Changan sprinted and rushed away brazenly.

He just put seven taels of meat outside the barbarian city, and he didn't know how many he killed, but at this moment, his right hand was full of flesh and blood, and his world-weary sword energy was stormy and stormy.

The distance was too close, and the land gods couldn't support them at all. They watched helplessly as the lonely soul crashed into the queen's body, and the right hand turned into a sword and slashed at the Tianling Gai.

Like peeling a pear, a piece of bloody, blond round flesh was peeled off flat on the top of the head.

Tuoba Tianxia flew out, there was a sound of bones breaking, and she let out an uncontrollable scream.

boom!
A beam of light fell from the radiant Tianmen, blasting Gu Changan's right hand to pieces, and snowflakes fell from the ground where he stood.

Enduring the tearing pain, he stared coldly at the star-spangled vines on the streets of the main city.

The whole city was creepy.

The queen let out a heart-piercing wail, her whole face was burned by sword energy, a huge gap was opened from her forehead to her chin, her proud blonde hair was uprooted, and her bloody and terrifying appearance was so bloody that the public dared not look directly at it.

"The world..." The old woman and the others hurried over to protect the painful and ferocious queen.

Heart is not broken.

Due to the suppression of the abyss vines, the sword energy stopped abruptly from Tianlinggai to the collarbone, and did not travel to the internal organs.

but……

His scalp and face were all ruined, and he was severely injured by a unique Qi mechanism that was different from the New World, and it was definitely irreversible.

The world froze, and the hairs of countless people stood on end, almost suffocating.

The queen of the empire, who was known for her beauty and dignity, turned into this extremely ugly appearance.

If it weren't for the vines...

Already a regicide!
In such a desperate death situation, how can a lonely soul unleash such terrifying lethality?

In an instant, the excited mood in the city became uneasy again.

How can he still grow flesh and blood?
Obviously there is no flying sword!
Even when he didn't move, he suddenly grew his right hand?
The land god looked cloudy and uncertain, and the situation began to get out of control again.

It is definitely not growing flesh and blood out of thin air. If so, the lonely soul would not sit still before death.

Must have killed someone.

But what about the sword?
What about the dead bodies?

tick...

The hourglass is still bleeding.

Gu Changan walked slowly into the streets of the main city, and stood on the vine obsidian just like that.

"Evil!" The old woman on crutches hissed at the top of her lungs, but was incapable of rage.

Without flesh and blood, even if you want to take revenge, you can't take revenge.

Just now.

Gu Changan lowered his head slightly, and the newly grown fingers turned into a ray of sword light, cutting on the vines.

click-

The obsidian cracked first, and then a small piece of vine was cut off, and the dots of light disappeared.

His fingers were shattered by the Tianmen electric fire again.

Such a scene was like a thunderbolt from the blue, and the people of the empire were dizzy.

No matter how stupid everyone is, they all know what a lonely soul thinks.

What a rascal!

really.

Gu Changan moved in small steps again and again, and the sky was thundered again and again, and the flesh and blood vines were destroyed almost at the same time, emitting a brilliant brilliance.

It's like dying together.

But cutting off the vines has no effect, but the lonely soul's palm is still repeating the process of disappearing and growing again.

Tick.

Tick.

Only [-]% of the purple blood remained in the glass bottle on the hourglass, while the streets of the main city were snowing heavily, covering the pool of blood and covering the broken vines at the same time.

Gone……

Tuoba Tianxia's horrified face was still bleeding, his purple pupils had already been burnt black, and his eyes were blurred as he stared at all the broken vines.

"Sword cultivators go away!!" She screamed furiously, piercing the night like an awl.

It's a pity that it's still a bit late.

More than 300 swords in the holy city flew into the air, hanging but not falling, losing the suppression of the vines, the tip of the sword fell and easily pierced the head of the sword cultivator.

"Three hundred..." Gu Changan smiled.

The monks finally relaxed their tense bodies as if they were being pardoned. Fortunately, there were only more than 300 swords left. Fortunately, the knights who protected the country broke the [-] swords at the beginning.

boom!
The movement of the land fairy was already numb, and he repeatedly chopped down the lightning, crushing the newly grown three fingers.

370 handles are empty again.

The people are desperate.

This scene looks familiar?
No, exactly the same as National Day of Shame!
How ridiculous is their excitement tonight?
But the heroes of the abyss were expressionless. They were sure that the hourglass would take effect, so why worry?

It's nothing more than a dying struggle.

How much can you kill with only three hundred swords?

suddenly.

They seemed to be aware of it, and they all looked towards the east, and the night was illuminated with colorful lights.

"As expected." The old woman on crutches didn't change her face, wasn't the lingering thing just waiting for this moment?

But in an instant, the calmness on her expression faded away, replaced by utter horror.

The ten land gods were shocked.

The abyss sage shuddered.

In the oppressive silence.

Gu Chang'an showed a long-lost smile, and there was a warm current in his heart, it was for the group of Central Plains monks who were not afraid of death, and it was also the one hundred thousand swords that were about to arrive.

Every sword is every descendant of Yan and Huang with the Central Plains in mind.

It seems to be telling him that all you can do is—

Glorious!

"Sword is coming!!"

Since stepping into the holy city, Gu Changan made a hearty voice for the first time.

Countless people were dumbfounded, and the sight of one hundred thousand sword rainbows hanging in the air was really unprecedented, and it couldn't be described in terms of grandeur.

One hundred thousand swords!
The land gods and saints gathered in the city of the sky, making it impossible to remove any of them along the way.

How can the speed of the flying pigeon compare with the speed of the flying sword?

Hundreds of thousands of swords are so mighty, shaking the world, one sword after another, pouring into the holy city like a queue.

When Gu Changan held the colorful sword, the Holy City ushered in a dense rain of swords.

The 1 flying swords fell quickly, and amidst the endless howls, Qingfeng was covered with blood, killing a man like cutting grass and picking flowers.

Rivers of blood flowed from the pilgrimage hall, the so-called perfect formation was completely chaotic, even the enlightened ones were busy running for their lives, how could they shelter ordinary soldiers?
"Desperate?"

Gu Changan dragged the sword of national destiny, walked into the depths of the holy city step by step, and suddenly looked up.

Tuoba Tianxia felt as painful as cutting out bones and piercing the heart, and these words were sent back to her. She stared at the hourglass like crazy, wishing to exchange her life for purple blood to dry up for a moment.

Tick.

The upper glass bottle has almost bottomed out, and there is less than half of it left. How much she hopes to go faster.

Gu Chang'an stood up from the ground, holding his sword and heading towards the northwest, a crooked shadow was reflected by the full moon.

Yuezhiguang squinted his long and narrow eyes, with a majestic aura gushing out from his body, using the mighty power of Tianmen to meet the lonely soul, his fists were like heavy hammers smashing nails, with great force.

Gu Changan took a few steps back in the air.

Moonlight followed like a shadow, still punching him, and then another punch.

Gu Chang'an relied on the left and right arms condensed from the [-] corpses to shatter into powder, and the blood and sword energy splashed all over the sky and turned into heavy snow.

He retreated and retreated.

The red-faced and green-eyed old man already knew that he was the only target of the attack, the Tianmen was shining brilliantly, and a steady stream of power poured into his body.

"Go!"

While staring at the hourglass, the rest of the old monsters gathered energy, and after a while, weapons such as iron chains slashed towards the ghost in nine directions.

Sixteen thousand swords hovered in a row, with the blades facing down, covering the holy city for thousands of miles.

坠！
6000 people died.

Gu Chang'an's feet slowly appeared, holding the Guoyun sword in his warm palm, and slashed at the red face and green pupil with one sword at a time.

The power of the Guoyun sword was astonishing, and it slashed away, directly causing Yuezhiguang's breathing to lose its rhythm and frequency, and his gray lips trembled slightly.

But that's about it.

In a moment of chaos, he suddenly relied on his physical body to force the sword, the black robe was torn, and there was a bloody wound on his chest.

"This is the origin of the Dao of Heaven, and the sword of the new world has to surrender!"

Moonlight let out a grin, and the shadows of violent fists overlapped, hitting Gu Changan's arms, legs, and newly grown shoulders and neck.

The sword of the destiny of the country, a hundred schools of thought contending for Taoism, and the Central Plains are all created by great changes in the way of heaven.

Since he is a fetish in the new world, how dare he come to the holy city to be presumptuous?
If two things dare to be called invincible, then wouldn't the master of the academy do whatever he wants when he comes?

An avalanche of heaven and earth.

Also collapsed at the same time.

The heavy snow was dyed bloody, the holy city was covered with thick blood, and the night was stagnant with a disgusting fishy smell.

Countless people fled to the west, trying to stay as far away from the sword screen as possible, but the soldiers did not dare to flee, nor did they dare to enter any further.

There has never been a day of killing like this.

It seems that as long as you stand in the city, you may be one step closer to death.

Is this still sacred?

The bearded man hiding in the holy river boat beat his chest and stamped his feet. He missed the opportunity to return to Constantinople after the uprising. Why didn't he believe that Gu Yingxiong could perform miracles?

Because of one of his own orders, the rebel army scattered like birds and beasts earlier, and now they are going to gather people in the chaos.

If there is no hesitation, the Byzantine crown prince has now been managed and a vigorous rebellion has begun.

Although the battlefield was fragmented, it seemed clear to him.

Gu Yingxiong only caught the red-faced and green-eyed land gods, and the rest of the land gods smashed his body, and they could also grow flesh and blood by falling from the sword curtain.

No solution!

This bitch in the holy city will definitely be fucked to death!

Can……

Hourglass!

Although the bearded man couldn't see the hourglass, he heard the roars around him and guessed that the blood in the bottle was about to run dry.

"Lord, bless Gu Yingxiong alive. He is a great figure who resisted the invaders. There is no second Gu Yingxiong in the world."

The bearded man prayed silently.

……

The vision of an avalanche enveloped the streets of the main city, and Snowflake even jumped over the pilgrimage tower once, while the air mechanism in the sky collapsed, Moonlight was exhausted, and his body was also scarred.

Just because you ruined your physical body, you just focus on this old man?

Want to consume the energy in the old man's body?
But the half-pillar gate of heaven is still there, and the energy mechanism will never be extinguished!
Do you still have time to spend?

Yue Zhiguang bumped away the sword of national fortune with his shoulder, but his eyes stayed on the hourglass.

Tuoba Tianxia, ​​whose face is ten thousand times more terrifying than that of a zombie, has a fast heartbeat. In her world, there is no bloody corpse mountain, no one person, only the hourglass.

tick...

"Fifteen." The pope in white was shaking his hands and moving his lips slowly counting down.

Just now several swords fell, and he blocked it with the air mask, but he still had lingering fear.

The purple blood was still dripping at the same speed.

Fifteen drops of blood.

"fourteen!"

(End of this chapter)