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The banner on the head of the city changed, and the Red Tiger Flag fluttered. Although it was a little broken, it was soaked in blood but even more majestic.
The blood inside the city gate could not be removed. The land was full of blood and became muddy. The sergeants cleaned the battlefield and made up for the dead enemies.
I didn't feel it just now in the fierce battle. Now when I see the corpses everywhere and the blood is flowing into a river, it is like a nose hell. Many people are lying on the ground and vomiting, but they still have to continue cleaning when they get up, and they are getting used to it.
After this battle, they are no longer recruits.
Gu Yanying clearly felt that with the end of the battle and the loss of personnel, the military spirit was greatly reduced, but the quality had improved. Perhaps it is not that there is no more clever way to take this city, but this is not a personal grievance, but an all-out war. Only through the temper of blood and fire can this army be valuable.
The crows didn't care about returning to the nest, flapping their wings, and pecking at the dead body.
Li Qingshan led the people to seize the inner city, that is, the Ma family's mansion, put out the fire that was about to ignite in time, swept away a few remaining forces, and killed a few martial arts people who wanted to fish in troubled waters. Only then can the overall situation be stabilized. Come down.
Gu Yanying was worried, and returned to the city gate, and saw that the people around him were tired, even the guardians of the left and right were no exception. After all, not everyone has the endless support of the power of the earth, and smiled:" Everyone has worked so hard, sit down and rest!"
Throwing aside the broken double knives, sit down on a corpse. After hearing this, everyone seemed to have their bones removed, and they sat on the ground indiscriminately, and the guards on the left and right did not care about the identity of the great swordsman, and they took their swords and leaned against the wall to rest.
Only the thin young man came to Li Qingshan, ignoring the bloody mud on the ground, and bowed deeply to the ground.
"What's the matter with you kid?" Li Qingshan asked with a smile.
"Lord Xia, please accept me as a disciple!"
"I thought you were inspired by my righteousness, but I didn't expect it to be such an idea." Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows, but was not angry. Seeing that the black knife in the young man's hand didn't have any scars, he said: "Your knife. Although the method is a bit poor, the knife is not bad!"
Hearing Li Qingshan praised his knife twice, the thin young man felt entangled in his heart, gritted his teeth, and suddenly held the knife in both hands: "Lei Lie would like to dedicate this knife to the prince as a gift of apprenticeship!"
"Are you the Seven Kill Demon Sword?" A cold light flashed in the left guardian's eyes.
"Are you a disciple of the Seven Kills Demon Lord?" Right Guardian asked immediately.
"I am the son of the Seven Killers!" Lei Lie said boldly, causing a low voice.
"Seven Killing Demon Lord!" Li Qingshan only knew this name through the demon star. He was the lucky one who gained the power of the demon star. No wonder the aura in this knife is so familiar. I'm afraid it was made of the metal contained in the demon star, and it was naturally carried with it. With the breath of Shura Dao, he smiled and shook his head: "I just thought of my own knife. What do I want your knife for? Since your father gave it to you, you should keep it!"
Lei Lie breathed a sigh of relief. This knife was a family heirloom, and it was of great significance to him, but he felt a deep disappointment. Compared with the peerless knife technique, such a knife is nothing, no Convincingly said: "I don't know what kind of sword your sword is, but I dare say that there is no other sword in the world that can compare with this sword."
"You are still too young." Li Qingshan laughed, how can such a knife be compared with the Doomsday Kuanghuadao.
"Master, are you afraid that my identity will cause you trouble? If so, I will leave now!" A blush spread across Lei Lie's pale face.
"Lei Lie, have you ever done anything wrong?"
"I started practicing knives when I was three years old, and I didn't stop it one day. How could I have the opportunity to do evil, even my father was slandered by the world..."
"I don't care who your father is. I know that you are enough. From today on, you will be the one in my world!"
"Yes!"
"However, it is not convenient for me to accept disciples, and you are not suitable for using a knife. Lost this knife and use a sword from now on!"
Li Qingshan waved his hand, and the left and right protectors looked at each other and nodded. In this way, the identity of the son of the Seven Killing Demon King could be concealed. Even if it was exposed, it could be said that he would change the evil and return to the right as soon as he joined the club, and would not damage the reputation of the World Association.
Li Qingshan didn't think so at all. He never took the words "Seven Killing Demon Lord" into his heart. He just used his own knowledge to see through Lei Lie's foundation.
Everyone in the world regards the sword as the supremacy, as the king of a hundred soldiers. The knife is a mountain villager who can also use it to chop wood and cut meat without much practice. There has always been only kendo, there is no so-called swordsmanship, at best it can only be said to be swordsmanship.
There is no way for the sword, and there is no trace of dignity at all. However, in Shura Road, the status of the sword is very high. If the weapon is born for killing, the sword will interpret this killing intent to the extreme, but it will become difficult to control, because it is simple and almost mediocre, unable to play its own His specialty is that there are not many Asuras who use swords.
The sword is the courage of a hundred soldiers, and Li Qingshan's initial enlightenment was derived from the sword.
"What!" Lei Lie was frightened and frightened. He has been practicing knives almost since he was born, swinging knives tens of thousands of times a day, but today he was said to be unsuitable for knives.
"You are full of hatred, and your heart is guarded by swords. If you continue to practice, you will only become a lunatic."
"He's right. If you don't believe it, you might as well leave this knife for a while. The killing intent in your heart will naturally fade. Not everyone is as aggressive and bloodthirsty as him." Gu Yanying rode over, even if he brought it along. Wearing the silver eagle visor, the voice couldn't help but make people feel warm.
Li Qingshan licked his lips, bared his teeth and smiled: "Sometimes I really want to know how it feels to cut you with a single knife."
"Everyone else swung their swords to cut love silk, what's the matter with your sword?" Gu Yanying joked.
"Haha, the sword cuts love and the sword cuts people, I want to have the same effect."
Lei Lie clenched the handle of the knife, his expression changed.
At this moment, with a bang, the crows flew up, crying in panic.
Li Qingshan arched his back in an instant, with five fingers spread in his hands, as if he felt a dangerous beast.
There was a lazy yawn behind him, and a child walked out from behind him, with an expression of decadence and melancholy that did not match his age, and glanced at Li Qingshan, "Thank you sleepy bug, I slept so deeply, uh, What is this place?"
"Xiao Ming!?"
Li Qingshan showed a look of surprise, because this unidentified son of God has become even younger, he looks only three or five years old, and his aura is weakened below a tribulation, but he does not know how to walk away from the Shura field imprisoned by this world. come out.
Luo Hu Xiaoming looked up at the stars with his waist, seeming to see that this is a small world, and said with a look of disdain: "You are really going back more and more confused."
"You have the face to say me." Li Qingshan laughed, and his heart moved: "You are only thanking you, but what kind of thanks do you have?"
"No, it must have me bring it out."
Luo Hu Xiaoming waved his hand and inserted a huge blade in front of Li Qingshan. R1152
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