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Just like now, in the eyes of the Mo family's secret guards, their swords were only a blink of an eye away from stabbing Cheng Yue into a sieve. Perhaps, faster than the blink of an eye.
But for Cheng Yue, who was full of distracting thoughts, time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
He was unwilling to give in, he didn't want to die like this!
In such a short period of time, scenes passed by in Cheng Yue's mind, as if they were in a fast-forward movie. He recalled the scene when he joined the army as a young man and his father handed him the spear he made by himself; he recalled the scene when he galloped on the battlefield and killed countless enemies; he recalled the scene when one of his own troops was ambushed and his comrades fought desperately to protect him and others to break through. .
At this moment, he thought a lot, a lot.
The past events that he once thought he had forgotten now flooded into his mind like a tide. He joined the army at the age of fourteen, rose to prominence at the age of eighteen, was commissioned as a captain at the age of twenty-three, and by the time he was twenty-seven, he was already a general.
His marksmanship is ordinary, but on the battlefield, he is called a blood gun. Everyone in the military camp knew that the first shot in the army was Cheng Yue. Although many people can defeat Cheng Yue in a duel. But once on the battlefield, no one can compare to Cheng Yue. Because his marksmanship was trained in the mountains of corpses and people, and he was trained with vivid names.
But later, after his comrades in the army used their bodies to cover his breakout, and catalyzed by this powerful anger, he finally understood the Youlong Blood Spear. In the subsequent battles, Cheng Yue used the blood and corpses of every enemy to forge the myth of the dragon blood gun in the middle of his army.
That year, he was only twenty-five years old.
Later, after becoming a general, during a battle, the enemy set up an ambush. Although Cheng Yue successfully resisted the breakout, he still injured his left leg and became a lame.
Time is frozen here.
A lame man, in an era when the war gradually subsided, Cheng Yue chose to retain his fame and became a member of the unemployed capital.
Of course, there is also the reason for the intrigue in the court.
Cheng Yue didn't care, he always thought that he didn't care. Soldiers, take a knife so you never have to hold a knife. The end of the war is the greatest hope of every soldier. So despite being sidelined, Cheng Yue was still willing. What's more, at that time, he already had the Dragon Blood Spear and had spiritual sustenance.
However, the so-called willingness is actually, to a certain extent, self-willingness.
If Song Hu and his party had not been taught, perhaps Cheng Yue would have spent the rest of his life drinking in the capital.
But in Hui County, he met Qiu Ziyun.
When the two people first met, they competed equally, which aroused Cheng Yue's pride. The domineering spirit that he had when he was galloping on the battlefield also emerged spontaneously. It was Qiu Ziyun who explained why he had not improved at all in his martial arts over the years.
No fighting spirit, no murderous intention!
That's right, the spirit of the Youlong Blood Spear is to move forward without hesitation and kill all the enemies in front of you. Without this, the Dragon Blood Spear is just an empty shell.
Under Qiu Ziyun's stimulation, Cheng Yue regained the feeling of taking the first shot in the army. As for later, the rapid progress of the younger generation such as Xiao Yueye, Su Jing, Song Hu, Xiao San Xiao Si also deeply stimulated him.
He didn't want to be compared to these young people in a few years.
However, he never thought of it. Just two years after he and Qiu Ziyun tied, Qiu Ziyun actually became a grandmaster!
That's right, it's the Grandmaster! This secret was only known to Cheng Yue from the beginning.
After drinking and being depressed for a period of time, Cheng Yue found his goal, which was to become a grandmaster. He believed that Qiu Ziyun could do it, and so could he.
Before leaving Huixian, he once asked Qiu Ziyun, how close is he to being a master
At that time, Qiu Ziyun just glanced at him lightly, then pointed to his chest, turned around and left.
It's the original intention.
A grandmaster is not about how good his kung fu is, but about his understanding of martial arts and his understanding of himself. What he needs is someone who has found his true heart, not someone with great skills.
A grandmaster may not be as powerful as Cheng Yue, but several Cheng Yues cannot defeat a grandmaster.
Therefore, Cheng Yue embarked on the path of finding his true heart. The first half of his life could be said to have been spent in a bloody storm, with killing being the focus of his life. Therefore, he has always believed that a peaceful life is what he needs.
After arriving in this village by chance, he married his current wife and lived a lazy and comfortable life. This kind of life made him feel comfortable, and the heavy burdens in his heart disappeared.
These two years were the calmest two years in his life.
In two years, Cheng Yue could clearly feel the improvement in his skills.
However, he still has not reached the level of a master.
I originally thought that as long as I continued to live my life like this, I would definitely become a master one day.
However, at this moment, a flash of enlightenment arose in Cheng Yue's mind.
Wrong, I was wrong!
I always thought that my original intention was to live a peaceful life, get a wife and have children.
I have always thought so, but today, at this moment, I know that I was totally wrong.
I am Cheng Yue, the Cheng Yue who is galloping on the battlefield and has the best shot in the world. Only on the battlefield, only in the war, am I the real me.
That's my true intention.
That is the true meaning of the Dragon Blood Spear!
Go ahead and destroy some enemies in your way. Turning murderous intent into a spear and using a sea of corpses as a sacrifice to the spear, this is my own path and my true intention.
A quiet life is a dream that I yearn for, but it is not suitable for me. Because only in the war, in the killing, in the sea of blood, will I be excited, will I be excited!
This work is an exclusive text version and may not be reproduced or excerpted without permission. For more latest and fastest chapters, please visit.! It's like this gun in my hand. Having been my partner for decades, it actually directly expresses the needs in my heart. When living a quiet life, it was so dilapidated that it could be thrown into the stove to start a fire. But at this moment, it groaned to itself for no reason, full of fighting intent.
This is true for guns, not to mention people
It was at this moment that my original heart was truly understood.
There are so many ideas and so many transitions in thinking. It seems like a long time, but in fact it only takes the blink of an eye.
The sword has surrounded him from front to back, left and right. The silver light at the tip of the sword is breathtaking, like a ferocious devil laughing triumphantly.
At this time, the Liangyi Tiangang Beidou Formation has disappeared. The surrounding space returned to its normal appearance. However, if someone were here, they would see fourteen people flying down from the sky, blocking the middle and slashing, or attacking on the spot.
Their target was trembling slightly at this moment, and the gun in his hand was shaky.
The murderous aura at the tip of the sword has formed into sword aura, shattering Cheng Yue's clothes to pieces.
The faces of the fourteen Mo family secret guards showed proud, bloodthirsty and relaxed expressions.
But these expressions all disappeared as Cheng Yue raised his head.
Cheng Yue laughed, low and low. But the laughter was clearly conveyed to the ears of fourteen people. He smiled, the clouds were clear and the wind was clear, and he felt relieved. He just stood like this, his posture didn't change at all.
But the secret guard of the Mo family realized vigilantly that his sword could not penetrate.
Cheng Yue's momentum suddenly became as vast as the sea. Of course, this sea was not rippling with blue waves, but rolling with blood.
The sword in his hand whined for no reason. The fourteen magical weapons, at this moment, trembled in front of this dying man, as if they were resisting their master and refusing to attack.
Cheng Yue still held his gun in his right hand, but did not take action. He chuckled, and under the gaze of fourteen people, he gently raised his left hand to form a sword finger, then turned around beautifully and clicked fourteen times in succession.
Some dull sounds sounded, one after another, fourteen times in total, which should be the sound of Cheng Yue's fingers pointing on the blade of the sword.
But these sounds seemed to be ringing directly from the hearts of these fourteen people. They were so dull that they made their blood boil.
There was a strange wave on the blade, strange and domineering, and full of murderous intent, easily breaking through the defense of fourteen people.
Almost at the same time, fourteen people vomited several mouthfuls of blood and fell to the ground, looking at the calm Cheng Yue in horror.
"How, how, how is it possible?"
Cheng Yue looked at his hand and touched the spear that was on the verge of collapse: "You have been with me all these years. Old man, I really want to thank you. Now, I will send you on your last journey."
An inner energy surged out of his hand and quickly penetrated the whole body of the gun. Then there was only a soft sound, and the entire gun, from the tip to the barrel, became hazy. A gust of wind blew by, and the spear that had accompanied Cheng Yue for decades and witnessed his glorious life finally completed its mission, turned into powder, and disappeared with the wind.
"What on earth is going on?" The hoarse voice sounded again, staring at Cheng Yue in disbelief. An idea emerged in his mind, but he couldn't believe it.
Cheng Yue dusted off his clothes and watched reluctantly as the spear turned into powder and disappeared. He turned to look at the fourteen people and smiled softly: "Speaking of which, I still want to thank you! If it weren't for your oppression that pushed me to a corner, I wouldn't have been enlightened and realized my true intention all of a sudden. "
"Could it be, could it be?" The face of the owner of the voice changed drastically, and his voice was trembling: "Could it be, you, you..."
"That's right." Cheng Yue raised his head proudly and made a stroke with his right hand. The originally empty palm suddenly glowed with red light, like a tumbling blood dragon: "I finally broke through before I died. Grandmaster, I am finally a Grandmaster!”
"Grandmaster?!" The fourteen people looked at each other in disbelief.
Cheng Yue casually dismissed the blood dragon in his hand. With his momentum, murderous intent filled the sky, tightly pressing the fourteen people, forcing them to vomit blood to protect themselves: "For the sake of helping me break through, I will give you one today." Opportunity. I will count three times. If you don’t get out after three times, I will kill you!” (Quanben Novel Network www.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.com)