At night, the raging fire reflected the sky red, and the entire Yuanmeng military camp was in chaos. In the military camp, from the general Wuhe Liangtai to the cooks and soldiers, everyone was running to put out the fire at this moment.
Not far away, on the top of a hill, Jiang Chen stood leaning on his sword. The night wind blew his clothes and made a sound in the wind. At this moment, he was looking at the beacon fire at the bottom of the mountain, waiting for the opportunity to take action.
Time passed silently, and soon it was early in the morning. When the morning sun rose, its radiance spread all over the earth, and everything woke up. In the Yuanmeng military camp, exhausted soldiers were sitting everywhere.
Last night, they were attacked by Jiang Chen in the dark night, killing more than 2,000 people, and their food and grass were set on fire. They were exhausted just to put out the fire, not to mention having to guard against Jiang Chen's surprise attack. They were exhausted both physically and mentally. Fortunately, Jiang Chen never attacked camp during the day, so they were able to rest for a while.
"Damn it, damn it, it's really hateful!" Wuhe Liangtai stood in front of half of the food and grass that had been burned. His whole body was shaking with anger. The guards next to him were all trembling, and they didn't dare to make any sound. , for fear of angering the general who was already on the verge of an explosion.
Not long after, the deputy general in charge of counting the losses came back with a bit of cowardice: "General... General, our army lost more than 2,800 soldiers last night, of which 2,500 were lost. Many people were attacked and killed by thieves, but the remaining people were trampled to death when the food and grass were burned and in the chaos.”
"What are you talking about, more than two thousand people died?!" Wu Heliangtai was so angry that he quickly called several Yuanmeng masters who were accompanying the army and asked angrily: "Didn't you say that? As long as the other party appears, you will definitely kill them. He was captured and brought to my mercy, but now, the soldiers in our army are being attacked and killed every night, but you haven't even seen each other's shadow, what use do I want from you!" He was extremely angry, and immediately drew out his saber. , slashing out at a Yuanmeng master.
This man was originally a master of tantric martial arts in Tibet. He was recruited to join Yuanmeng and follow the army. Originally, with his martial arts, Wuhe Liangtai, although brave, could never hurt him. However, a moment He was naturally afraid of Wuhe Liangtai, and in his haste, he had no time to dodge and was chopped down to the ground by Wuhe Liangtai. A stream of blood spattered all over his face.
"Pa bang bang..."
At this moment, a brisk clapping sound came over, and then a voice was heard saying with a bit of fun: "Ah, what are you playing, killing people? I like it too, why don't you take me with you?" ?" Before he finished speaking, a clear sword light suddenly appeared, and with a puff, it passed through the bodies of several Yuan Meng masters.
Unable to react or dodge, several Yuanmeng masters were chopped down to the ground by the sudden sword light on the spot. The flying blood splashed all over Wuhe Liangtai. He stood on the spot blankly, holding up his hands. He held the saber in his hand and stared blankly at the person in front of him.
"Reincarnation Jiang Chen killed the plot character Jamuka. You currently have the talent given by Samsara. Can you choose whether to obtain its abilities?"
"Reincarnation Jiang Chen kills plot characters..."
"No, no, no, didn't I tell you? Block all the information of people with martial arts below the third level!" There was a dissatisfied snort in his heart, and with his words, the information that emerged one after another suddenly stopped. .
Yes, the person who came was none other than Jiang Chen. Over the past few days, he had carried out raids and assassinations every night, and had already killed most of the Yuanmeng army along the way. The rest were in panic and with declining morale. Therefore, he had no intention of continuing. Instead of killing him, he started to think about assassinating the general of the Chinese army.
It is not easy to kill the general of the Chinese army. Otherwise, with the number of martial arts masters in the Central Plains, even if only a small number of them are guilty of the second disease, it will be enough to assassinate him ten or eight times without repeating it. Therefore, Jiang Chen deliberately burned the food and fodder of the Yuan-Meng army last night just to lure out the Chinese general Wuhe Liangtai!
"Who are you?!" Seeing the person suddenly appearing in front of him, Wuhe Liangtai was stunned for a moment, then shouted loudly: "Come here, kill him!"
"Yes!" Hearing the general's order, the dozen guards around him quickly drew their swords and charged towards Jiang Chen. They were all the best warriors among the Yuanmeng people. With their joint attack, they were more powerful than the martial arts masters. Another fierce killing intent.
"Looking for death!" Jiang Chen sneered, took one step forward, and the broken golden sword in his palm immediately burst out with a dazzling sword light. His figure was like a stream of lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he passed through the dozen Yuanmeng warriors. , and then, the sword pointed directly at Wuhe Liangtai's throat.
Seeing the sharp sword threatening his life, it was in front of him in the blink of an eye. When Wuhe Liangtai saw this, he couldn't help being frightened. He quickly raised the sword in his hand and blocked it in front of the sword tip, trying to protect his vitals. Although he is not a master, he is worthy of being a warrior in the army. These movements are as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water.
Jiang Chen sneered, and the broken golden sword went straight into the palace. It was fierce and fierce, and it was indestructible. Although the sword held by Wuhe Liangtai was a treasure, it could not block the swords and demons of the past. There was only a sharp "ding" sound, and the sword was broken. The golden sword actually penetrated the blade directly, and the sharp edge penetrated directly into Wuhe Liangtai's throat without any hesitation.
"Uh..." Wuhe Liangtai let out a miserable groan before he had time to do so. His eyes widened and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. However, his body was already overwhelmed and fell back. Almost at the same time, , there was a crackling sound from all around, and the dozen Yuanmeng warriors who blocked Jiang Chen all fell into the dust.
The surrounding Yuanmeng soldiers saw this scene, and their eyes suddenly turned straight. Several days of dark night attacks, food and grass were burned, and now even the generals of the Chinese army were dead. This series of blows, no matter how brave they were born, , but how could they hold on? I don’t know who started it first. At that moment, a swarm of swarms blew up the camp and fled in all directions.
When Jiang Chen saw this, he let out a long roar. He immediately raised his sword and chased everywhere. The sharp edge of the broken golden sword was in his hand, and he could move in any direction. I own the world, and his body was covered in blood. However, after Jiang Ta Lian killed himself, he was completely broken. In his eyes, I am a demon, and the demon is also a human being. There is no difference between the two.
The human body lasts for a hundred years, the demon body lasts for thousands of years, and they meet in the blink of an eye. What difference does it make between humans and demons
The wheel of life and death changes into calamities. Once his mind is enlightened, Jiang Chen feels the true energy all over his body surges, and his heart blood surges. In a vague way, he already has some signs of improvement in his skills. The peak of the fourth level is right there. In front of him, it seemed that he could easily obtain it by just stretching out his hand.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!
Men should kill without mercy. The eternal karma is all in killing people.
I want to learn the ancient style and regain my heroic spirit. Reputation is like dirt, and those who disdain benevolence will ridicule.
Wearing an iron sword, he kills people in anger. Killing enemy bandits thousands of miles away, chatting and laughing with ghosts and gods.
The killing battle between heaven and earth shocked the Yin Court with tragedy. Kill one person in three steps without stopping.
Blood flowed for thousands of miles, and corpses pillowed Qianxun Mountain. When a strong man finishes a battle, he sleeps on his enemy's corpse when tired.
Since ancient times, benevolence has only harmed others, and morality has never been true. Don’t you see, the liger has gained a reputation as a prey, but who can pity the poor elk
Men's business is in the killing arena. If you are born as a man, you will kill people. There are hundreds of enemies on the battlefield, and you will laugh at each other even if you kill your opponent.
Killing one person is considered a crime, killing ten thousand people is considered a hero. If you slaughter nine million, you will be called the hero among the heroes.
The heroes among the heroes have different ways.
Seeing through thousands of years of benevolence and righteousness, killing millions of people with no intention of punishment. I would rather teach everyone to gnash their teeth and hate, than to teach and have no one scold me. Looking at the world for five thousand years, where are the heroes who don’t kill people? "
People are like falling stars, swords are like flying rainbows penetrating the sun, Jiang Chen is as high as a crazy person, figures are moving in all directions, the sharp edge of the broken golden sword is swiping, and between the outlines, boundless killing intent is soaring into the sky, as if he wants to destroy this sky and this world. Earth, this person... They were all killed by the sword. In an instant, blood flowed into a river, and ghosts cried and gods howled.
Killing to the fullest, he screamed loudly, his voice rising to the nine heavens, shocking the wind and clouds thousands of miles away. The earth, mountains and rivers were all turned into a dazzling bright red in the endless killing.
Jiang Chen's true energy was surging, and with the arrogance and domineering power of single-handedly defeating Yuan Meng's 50,000-man army, he rushed like thunder, directly breaking through the boundaries and reaching the peak of the fourth level!
It was such a massacre. From morning to night, Jiang Chen chased Yuan Meng's deserters for dozens of miles. During this period, he did not know how many thousands of people he had killed. His body was covered with blood, but he looked at the people being killed. He single-handedly killed and scattered the army, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a wild laugh. At that moment, on the battlefield full of bloody corpses, he lit a fire, put a sheep on it, and roasted it:
"The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to laugh and talk about drinking the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. Haha, happy, happy!"