One person guards the lonely city, invincible in the world

Chapter 57 The city gate hears the dog barking, the snowy night returns
"fourteen."

While the pope in white was counting down, the light of the moon rushed down, his body was covered with scars, like a beast that had just passed through thorns.

It is very unwise to anger the beast.

"You Dongtu people are really interesting. You always think that Yugong Yishan is worthy of praise, and you always think that perseverance will pay off, but how can everything in the world be as you want?"

Punch to, punch to.

The momentum is like a waterfall flying down three thousand feet.

The fist shook, and Yue Zhiguang was furious.

Do you think I'm weak or want to make a fool of me when you catch me alone?

Land gods don't care about the world, it doesn't mean they don't want dignity, it's a naked humiliation!
One person and one soul are close at hand, and Moonlight flicks his fingers, but the action is understated, like flicking away the snow fog that obscures the line of sight.

Gu Changan seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, the black mist from his upper body disintegrated, and his legs shattered into the gilded city wall behind him with bones and flesh.

Snowflakes splashed.

Like the ebb and flow of the tide.

Within a radius of seven or eight feet, the moonlight is shrouded in torrential energy, which materializes into a stream flowing around the body.

"Mountains can be moved, but the sky cannot be shaken!" The red-faced and green-eyed old man's voice was like rolling thunder, and the half-column Tianmen that belonged to him was still radiant.

Gu Chang'an smiled and said nothing, seeming to agree with the words.

However, this did not delay him from continuing to call out the colorful sword, and the [-] green blades that hovered over the night fell to the pilgrimage tower again.

When you meet a stone, you turn to a stone, and when you meet someone, you kill someone.

The Pilgrimage Square has long been filled with corpses, and the imperial street leading to the Nine Palaces is also a puddle of blood within ten steps.

It is human nature to join in the fun, and it seems that the short memory is also.

On the day of national humiliation day, he obviously experienced bloody crimes, but he felt that the overall situation was settled tonight. He wished to witness the death of lonely souls at close range, and wished to slowly appreciate the end of the Han slaves, so as to satisfy the inherent pride in his heart.

So they are dead.

Fei Jianluo rose again, mighty and mighty, and the sword light illuminated a dead end for the escapees.

The friar who is struggling to survive, and the saint who pretends to be calm, are all waiting for the absurdity to end in fear.

It's really weird in front of me!
It can even be called magic!

The battlefield seemed to split into two screens.

On one side, the tip of the sword fell straight down, slaughtering wantonly, like an invincible demon.

But on the other side, there are lonely souls attacking the land gods in vain, time and time again, without turning back until they hit the south wall.

If Gu Changan is said to be a scoundrel, so is Tiantianmen, the way of heaven cannot be disobeyed!
"It's almost over!!" The crutch old woman was hysterical, her red eyes fixed on the hourglass.

She is definitely not feeling sorry for the sacrificed citizens of the empire, but worried about the fate of the abyss. If the lonely soul dies a moment later, the luck will plummet.

"Tick tock..."

Only the hourglass is the most ruthless thing, it drips very regularly.

"ten!"

"."

"Nine!!"

Tuoba Tianxia yelled every word from his lungs. The pope didn't dare to look at the terrifying bloody face of the queen, and lowered his head to hold the hourglass tightly.

On the streets of the main city, Moonlight stepped into the snow step by step, looking at the monster with healthy arms.

"You hate the old man too much. It is reasonable that the old man broke you with his own hands."

As he spoke, he looked around at the menacing snowfall, and said with a sincere smile:
"That day in Qiuci City was also a sign of a good year with heavy snowfall. After this snowfall, no one should disturb the old man's cultivation."

boom!
A small lightning snake swam on Yuezhiguang's shoulder, and there was a faint sound of mighty wind and thunder with the abundant fist.

Gu Changan turned his head to look outside the city, and shouted in a deep voice:
"Sword!"

Instantly.

[-] swords came close to the ground, plowed [-] ravines in the pilgrimage palace, and rushed to the gate of the city at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.

The faces of the nine land gods who were suspended in the air did not change their expressions, even though the scene was spectacular.

In their overlooking sight, the streets of the main city are like being in a mighty sword formation, the rivers and rivers are surging, like [-] cavalry colliding on the battlefield.

But so what?

Even the sword of the Eastern Land Kingdom can't hurt the foundation of Moonlight, only with a mere [-] swords?
Yuezhiguang didn't even look back. With a wave of his palm, seventy shadows of fists flashed out from his shoulders, punching Guhun's arms hard.

Gu Changan turned a blind eye until there was no more flesh and blood left in his body, then he suddenly asked:

"It's another year of auspicious snow and a good harvest. How do you think I look like before?"

The warning signs of the moonlight suddenly sounded.

"seven!!"

Three hundred feet away is the sound of the queen roaring.

Clang!
Like thunder on the flat ground, it blatantly set off the snow, and the twenty thousand swords made a beautiful arc.

Instead of attacking the light of the moon, they all surged into the sky.

No, it's a half pillar Tianmen!
Such a strange action immediately confused the nine land gods for a while.

It looks ridiculous.

Twenty thousand swords to kill Xiangyue Zhiguang still understands, attacking Tianmen...

But in the scene that followed, the old monster was full of horror.

A piece of flesh and blood.

I don't know when it floated on the top of the gold foil city, and merged into the long river of sword energy.

The [-] swords are in a vertical shape, one sword after another, like a sword pillar from the ground leading to the gate of heaven, and the blood sword above the clouds is impressively carrying seven taels of flesh!
"Danger!"

An earth-shaking roar came from a distant castle in the abyss.

Julius Caesar!

Although he vowed not to enter the troubled times, he always pays attention to the castle in the sky.

There was no need for anyone to remind him, Yue Zhiguang felt a sudden despair and unprecedented danger.

He seemed to understand Gu Changan's seamless calculation.

"six!!"

Tuoba Tianxia roared like crazy, there was nothing in her eyes, only the last few drops of purple blood left.

Boom!
As if the god of thunder was beating a drum, the light in the half-pillared sky gate burst into loud noises.

How dare a piece of primitive flesh and blood spy into the new world of Heaven?
The two qi machines are incompatible with each other.

The sky net is wide and sparse but not leaked, but how can the fish that slipped through the net show off its power in front of the way of heaven?
In the blink of an eye, Qiliang meat was crushed into fine powder by Tianmen Weili, and turned into a three-foot avalanche, which melted when it met the clouds.

But in the blink of an eye, Moonlight's aura broke!

Damn break!
The gate of the city is shrouded in colorful sword light, there is no lonely soul, only a sword of national destiny.

This sword kills God!

"The soul resides in the sword..." Yue Zhiguang's lips trembled, and Gu Changan never exposed it from the beginning to the end.

In the blink of an eye, the companions will definitely not be able to support.

In the blink of an eye, Tianmen suddenly cut off its power, and Moonlight was only at the peak of a saint at this moment.

Can a saint resist the sword of national destiny and the sword of incarnation at the same time?
What's more, the superposition of the two swords is several times more powerful!
Just hand out a sword.

Slanted across the body, from the shoulders to the abdomen, the red-faced and green-eyed old man was split into two on the spot, with bloody intestines spilling all over the snow.

The seven-colored sword glow still lingers in the air, occasionally twists and turns, and occasionally straight, but there is no sign of dissipating.

The world is dead silent.

All living matter comes to a standstill.

Falling to the ground with the light of the moon is like the fall of glory and the collapse of faith.

Countless people are horrified, unbelievable to the extreme!

he……

He is a land god admired by the world!

"Tick!"

In the boundless silence, the disgusted voice rang again.

"Four..." Tuoba Tianxia was so heartbroken that she didn't dare to move her eyes anymore, and half of the heavenly being died suddenly in front of everyone.

Whether the empire will become more glorious or decline sharply in the future may lie in the last three drops of blood.

Three drops!

Please hurry up!
The National Fortune Sword hangs in the air, and the shadow of the soul beside the sword is shrouded in layers of black mist, as if it is undergoing a transformation.

"Actually, I don't hate you, but I have learned from a young age to have a beginning and an end. If you kill me, I will seek revenge from you. Is it fair?"

Gu Changan's voice was filled with a smile, and he gradually laughed happily.

Yuezhiguang was dying and struggling, looking at the sky with blurred vision, the half-pillar of Tianmen was dim, and he worked hard all his life, but Tiandao didn't save him before he died.

He lowered his head in a daze, looking at the bloody hole all over his body, and suddenly laughed unscrupulously, until tears came out of his laughter:
"fair!"

The soldiers of Moonlight died.

At the same time, the half-column Tianmen that belonged to him closed, as if it had never existed.

"Three!" The pope in white trembled all over.

Before recovering from the horror of the land god's death, he noticed the majestic energy rushing towards him.

"Your Majesty, save me..."

The seven-colored sword slashed head-on, and the sword was full of energy. Just a slight arc made the Pope unable to move.

The hourglass left him, and the queen was rescued by the old monster.

In fact, nothing can stop the passage of time, the hourglass is indestructible, but who dares to bet?
If it is cut into pieces, then the world will be turned upside down tonight.

As long as the soul is destroyed, no matter how much sacrifice is worth it.

"Put down the murder, God will forgive you..." The pope's face was pale, and he was swallowed by the sword energy in an instant.

Gu Changan calmly said:

"I used to think that things in the world can be forgiven, but my grandparents, parents, relatives who raised me, and comrades who fought side by side with me all died at your hands."

"How do you ask me to forgive?"

After a short pause, he turned around and walked back to the gate of the city, jumped onto the top floor of the gold leaf, and said with a sneer:
"If there is a God, he should beg my forgiveness!"

The thick black mist shrouded it. Although the shadow of the soul could not be seen, it was already regarded by the old monster as a signal of imminent demise.

Nine land gods and abyss saints hung in the western sky together, protecting the hourglass like a formation.

"Two!!" Tuoba Tianxia cried heartily.

Two contrasting emotions of humiliation and excitement surged out at the same time, surging in his chest at an unimaginable speed.

Gradually, excitement took over.

She wished she could swallow the hourglass, wished she could lick the last drop of purple blood in the glass bottle with her tongue.

All sounds are silent.

The sound is gone, and the main city street is snowing heavily.

Countless eyes looked at the hourglass, as if they were about to die of thirst, waiting for a drop of mountain spring water to fall from the mountain crevice.

Just one drop!
Last drop!
Gu Changan looked at the hourglass from a distance, and said slowly:
"Tell a story."

"You and I are neighbors. Even when I was the richest and most powerful, I never thought of taking the two acres of land in front of your house as my own."

"During the period, you asked me how to get rich, and I taught you everything. If you don't even know how to grow food, I will teach you by hand."

"Until one day, a piece of pie fell from the sky in your house. At that time, I was seriously ill. Instead of being grateful for the kindness in the past, you stepped on me like a dead dog without saying a word, and cut my flesh with a knife. , let my blood..."

He smiled, his tone still soft:
"It really beat you half to death, almost skinned and cramped by you, where is the hatred?"

Sky City was quiet and stagnant, and this voice was particularly ear-piercing.

The old monsters were short of breath, and they had never felt so tense in their entire lives.

asphyxia!

But at the same time, they thought of the history books of the Tuoba clan in their minds. As the Hannu said, in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the Tuoba clan was just a border tribe, relying on flattery...

Nothing to dare to admit, just kneel and lick Datang.

According to the records of the ancestors, when all nations paid homage to Chang'an City, their tribes were not even qualified to go to the Jinluan Temple. The Tang Dynasty only sent a nine-rank sesame official to receive them. pleasure.

There is no shame in reminiscing about the past.

The law of the jungle is the eternal law of survival in the world.

When you were the most glorious, you didn't expand your territory, conquer the world by force, or slaughter aliens. It's all because of your stupidity and arrogance! !

80 years ago, the way of heaven came to the tribe. There is a saying in Dongtu that if God does not take it, he will be blamed!

This is the destiny of the empire!
Let alone the prosperous and prosperous Tang Dynasty, even if the Great Qin Empire led by Ying Zheng and the iron-blooded strongman ruled by Liu Che, three dynasties appeared in the land of China at the same time, so what?

Times have changed!

The old civilization belonging to the Central Plains should have been thrown into the stinky ditch long ago, and the nation that has never been burned by wild fire should be completely wiped out!
Many thoughts flashed through the old monster's mind, maybe it was an epic moment, but they were still thinking wildly.

Because it's too slow! !

In fact, the speed is the same, but it is often the last drop. I always feel that it is too long to bear, and my emotions are about to lose control.

at last.

Purple blood flowed to the spouts of the upper and lower glass bottles.

clang clang-

Eighty thousand sword sounds!

A total of [-] flying swords hang over the holy city, with magnificent waves covering the sky and the moon.

Gu Chang'an raised his head, frame by frame of the past emerged, those unbearable pains could never be vented.

"But you seem to have forgotten how flattering you used to be, why do you think I won't recover?"

"What are you going to do when I get back to normal?"

He said.

The sound is very light.

Eighty thousand jade dragons fell.

The black mist disintegrated.

"One!!" Tuoba Tianxia yelled out the word with tears streaming down his face as if his bones had been broken.

tick-

The purple blood slowly dripped into the lower glass bottle, rippling and rippling.

A burst of bright light radiated from the hourglass, like hope breaking out of the shell, more like the evil god's judgment on disobedience.

invalid.

Because that's human.

It is snowing.

He is laughing.

"how is this possible?!"

Tuoba Tian's complexion twisted, and he let out an earth-shattering roar.

boom!
The abyss castle was shaking, and several tall figures stared at the top of the city from the air as if they had been struck by lightning.

The so-called Julius Caesar's pupils shrank suddenly at this moment, and he became dizzy in a trance.

There was silence on the holy river. Although many ordinary people with beards couldn't see their faces clearly, the figure with fluttering white hair on the towering city was too eye-catching in the dark night.

"Gu..."

A monk from the Central Plains had a sudden cardiac arrest, tears gradually blurred his vision, and a long-lost smile subconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As if nothing had happened.

The young man was alone in the city.

But this is not Kucha, and it is not Kucha that is desperate.

Returning is still a teenager!

boom!
The shock of the Central Plains cultivator was indescribable. He turned his head excitedly and looked into the distance. The city was reflected in his pupils, like a sea of ​​blood in Abi Hell.

Gu Changan of the Central Plains, he is here!

It's not a dream, he's always there! !
In the long dead silence, the heaven and the earth seemed to be torn apart silently, the chests of the abyss were about to explode, and events beyond all cognition appeared just like this.

White robe and white hair, clear pupils, smiling face, not stained with blood.

Gu Chang'an's hair danced in the wind, and he stood on the top of the wall all the time.

Desperate wailing gradually resounded from heaven and earth, not from the people, but from the abyss practitioners. They finally realized what it feels like to have endless despair.

Obviously worked hard.

Why is it still dark after walking for a long time, where is the dawn?

……

Dogs bark at the city gate, and people return on a snowy night.

Return.

(End of this chapter)