Ji Mo and Hu Yan Aobo used their swords together to attack back and forth in the battle formation! One tall and one short, one attacked and the other defended, they cooperated perfectly!
On the other side, Tan Tan and Xie Danfeng are much tougher. Both of them are offensive players. Both of them are equally crazy and will work hard without caring about their own safety!
Then, when the opponent attacked, he hurriedly filled the loopholes for the opponent. Tan Tan was on the left side of Xie Danfeng, and Rui Butong followed Xie Danfeng on the right side almost every step of the way!
Because although Xie Danfeng participated in the war, her real cultivation level was not enough to reach the throne! She was just a high-level warrior. Tan Tan alone would never be able to protect her in such a battle that was all about the throne.
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Therefore, Rui Butong's main responsibility in this battle is to protect Xie Danfeng!
This is Chu Yang’s order!
Such an order would be selfish and cruel to other throne masters participating in the war; but Chu Yang had no choice.
Ao Xieyun's handsome face was already covered with bloodstains, and his eyes were as red as the red scarf tied on his head. There were already seven or eight wounds on his body, but he did not retreat even a step, marching forward bravely, charging all the way!
"Aow~~Aow~~!~" Luo Kedi roared loudly, but he was slashed with a knife on his body, which further aroused his ferocity. The effect of the self-destruction training in the extreme northern wilderness, where he had a near-death experience,
Finally fully manifested in this moment!
He roared furiously and charged madly!
Until Chu Yang appeared next to him, he still didn't see it.
The entire battlefield dropped from more than 2,000 people fighting together to more than 1,300 people fighting together, and then dropped sharply to less than 1,000 people fighting together!
In the end, less than 700 people were left fighting!
On Chu Yang's side, the casualty rate in this second battle was much higher than the first!
Because this time, the opponent already knew that they would lose and die! Therefore, everyone was fighting for their lives!
Chu Yang's side, however, got off to a good start. Then, they had an absolute advantage in numbers. It was inevitable that they felt a little relaxed. This is human nature!
But just like this "human nature", it killed more than a hundred masters who should not have died!
The second battle took longer and faster than the first decisive battle!
Almost as soon as it started, it didn't take long for it to be over.
Slowly, the battle circle became smaller and smaller, and gradually divided into three.
There are less than a hundred enemy masters left, and they are trapped in three encirclement circles, each surrounded by hundreds of thrones! Both sides have red eyes and are ferocious. At this point in the fight, the so-called life and death, the so-called fear,
It’s all been forgotten a long time ago!
The only belief left is: kill the opponent!
Drag each other with you and hit the road together!
Kill one and earn enough! Kill two and earn one!
"It's a death anyway!" A ninth-level enemy throne member roared, and suddenly rushed over without dodging! He was in mid-air, and was pierced by more than a dozen long swords at the same time, but his right hand shook
, the long sword flew out of his hand, but it also penetrated deeply into the chest of a throne!
The long sword came out of the chest, with a trace of blood flying over the snow. It went out more than ten feet, and was inserted into the snow with a clang, swaying in the air, and the blood dripped down, still carrying heat!
Chu Yang gave an order, and the brothers flew up at the same time, each jumping into three battle circles!
There was a clanging sound, a series of screams, and then the entire venue was completely silent!
In the entire venue, except for the people from Chu Yang's side who had a red cloth tied on their heads, there was no one else standing!
There was silence for a moment before someone suddenly leaned down and vomited blood.
This is a person who just suffered internal injuries and was holding back. At this moment, he finally relaxed and vomited out the bruises. In a battle, vomiting blood like this is tantamount to seeking death...
The sound of vomiting was heard, and then someone took a long breath and sat down on the ground. No matter if it was a broken knife, a broken sword or a corpse, he just fainted.
Out of strength!
The fight just now was more terrifying than the nightmare!
Chu Yang looked around and gasped in his heart. Looking over the entire battlefield, more than 1,500 people died here, but not even a complete body could be found!
There is only bits of flesh and blood on the ground!
There were 1,000 people participating in the local war, and 996 people participating in the war on our own side! There are less than 400 people alive now, and as for those who are physically disabled, with broken arms and legs, there are countless more. And these are not lucky!
In the current situation, among these flesh and blood, even if the most skilled gangster comes here, let alone more than 1,500 corpses, I am afraid that even 300 complete corpses cannot be put together!
Everyone is a throne, and they are trying their best to do something. As long as they are attacked, their flesh and bones will be scattered, and the short period of time when they are about to die is the period when they encounter the most blows!
Everyone would rather stab a dead body than give the enemy a chance to sneak attack while lying on the ground! With such a mentality... Wanting to die completely? It's nothing more than a dream!
"Roll roll! Count!" Chu Yang stood dullly, hot blood dripping from his hair.
After some calculations, there are only 364 Chu Yang throne masters alive now, including the Chu Yang brothers!
Nine hundred and ninety-six battles were fought, and six hundred and thirty-two people were killed!
The blood mist on the battlefield has not dispersed yet, and everyone is silent when facing this tragic scene!
"Come here! Bring the disabled and unconscious ones back for treatment. The remaining people will clean up the battlefield! Throw the corpses into the Lake of Death!"
The bloodshot eyes in Chu Yang's eyes slowly faded away. He looked at the corpses everywhere and gritted his teeth. There was a clear ridge on his cheek. He took a deep breath of the smelly air, raised his head, and took a long breath.
He took a long...sigh.
Finally, he turned away and gave a cold shout. He gave a cruel order!
Such a decision would undoubtedly be cold-blooded and cruel if it were made in ordinary circumstances or elsewhere.
But here, by the lake of death!
Whether it’s the bodies thrown into the Lake of Death or the people cleaning up the battlefield, it’s a kind of honor and respect for the enemy!
Only the victor will have the glory of cleaning the battlefield!
Only the corpses of heroes can be thrown into the Lake of Death, to be accompanied by the heroes of all generations, under the witness of the two supreme beings!
This is the world of Zhongtian, the most glorious place regardless of life or death!
Chu Yangming knew that this was what the third person in the middle class was thinking, but when he said this, his heart was still filled with pity and pity.
Because many of them had chatted and spoken with me just a day ago, just a moment ago. When talking about this battle, I still remember the bearded Xie family throne saying cheerfully
"Originally, I picked this life up. If I could die in the Exile Lake, my life would not be in vain. Besides... my wife and daughter were all killed by a few young masters from the Ao family, and they were left alone without worries. If I die early, I can die early."
Reunion.”
Now, this throne is lying quietly not far away with incomplete limbs.
Chu Yang could not hear the sorrow and anger in his heart: several young masters of the Ao family had done evil, and the head of the Ao family had made up for it. The young masters and their instigators had all died!
But...his wife and daughter will not survive after all!
After all, revenge is not avenged with one’s own hands!
But he can no longer take revenge. Or he only has one wish left: 'reunion soon'!
There is another person, the throne of the Ao family. At that time, he and Ao Xieyun were standing together. The skinny throne once said to himself and Ao Xieyun: "If you die in battle, if you can win and survive, when you go back
, tell my son that he will never practice martial arts in this life! Please give him a few acres of thin farmland and let him farm the land..."
Now, that person is already lying there. Only his head is left, and even his body cannot be found...
Chu Yang didn't know why he had such emotion and why he told his children to "never practice martial arts for the rest of their lives", but he knew that as a father, this man must be justified in saying this!
The vendettas and entangled grievances and grudges in the Jianghu are a little more bloody and colorful, but how much human family love has been wiped out and how many ordinary family relationships have been missed!
"I will help you bring this sentence!" Chu Yang said silently.
Then he raised his face and closed his eyes quietly.
Brothers, have a safe journey!
If there is an afterlife, we will be friends again and fight again!
…
Mo Tianji gave an order, and the battlefield rescue team rushed out quickly.
But they encountered resistance!
Except for those who had passed out, others with broken arms and legs refused to go back to recuperate!
"We need to clean up the battlefield!"
"We want to stay!"
"Send our brothers and our enemies with our own hands into the Lake of Death!"
"May they live and work in peace and contentment down there from now on, and their hatred will disappear forever!"
"Under the lake of exile, there is no grudge!"
Faced with the persistence of these people, the battlefield rescue team could only choose to move the unconscious people away and then go back silently.
Everyone seemed to be performing a solemn ceremony, collecting as many corpses as possible on the ground, whether they were enemies or their own, and then, in groups of two, they lifted them up and walked towards the shore of the Lake of Destiny!
Their faces were so heavy and sad, so solemn, so respectful, so mournful!
Just a moment ago, he was fighting for his life, slashing at the opponent with one knife after another. In the blink of an eye, he was already like this! It seemed that he was mourning his relatives again, his heart was broken, he respected and missed him!
This scene, this change of mood, seems abrupt and shouldn't be!
But everyone present, including the nine major families and law enforcers, all felt that this is what a man is! This is what a man is like! This is the Lake of Death!
Therefore, no one of them made a sound, they just watched quietly and respectfully.
More than three hundred people were slowly cleaning the battlefield, cleaning it carefully. They didn't even let go of a drop of blood, they respectfully picked it up and sent it to the Lake of Death!
The cleaning speed was extremely slow, but everyone seemed to be a little more patient and tolerant at this moment.
The water of the Lake of Death slowly began to ripple as the bodies of the dead were thrown in. The ripples gradually spread and formed into patches, as if they were the deceased bidding farewell to the living!
The sky was overcast, the cold wind was slowly howling, and it actually started to snow.
Tomorrow is the decisive battle for the throne!
Another batch of corpses of heroes will be filled into this lake of death that has not changed in all eternity...
Gu Duxing stood quietly in front of his camp, watching this scene, thinking about the decisive battle that should belong to him tomorrow, suddenly his heart was excited, his sword eyebrows raised, and his sword energy reached his chest!
With a clang, the Black Dragon Sword automatically jumped out of the scabbard, shining with cold light across the air!
All the masters present, including the nine major families and law enforcers, were caught off guard, and the swords at their waists simultaneously let out a crisp sword cry! They almost struggled out!
Worship the king!
The Sword Emperor comes out and all swords surrender!
Suddenly, a group of stunned eyes looked over from all directions!
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Third update! Chapter 6 has been updated, and fourteen more chapters are needed. Please give me your monthly vote. (To be continued)