Great Thousand Robbers

A generation of sword masters was born breaking the waves.

The hundred-foot-long Heavenly Sword was inserted into the ground by Gong Yangchou, like a towering giant monument, calming down thousands of miles around.

His whole body is full of vitality and majestic momentum, his vitality sweeps across the world like a huge wave, his black hair flutters, his robes flutter, and he overlooks the earth.

"I, Gongyang Chou, have been practicing knives for more than a hundred years. I have buried deep valleys, comprehended nature, and stepped through rock waves to create waves of knives. Although I have become the king of knives, I deeply feel that I don't have a deep understanding of the way of knives. This way covers ten thousand Yes, it covers the universe, it is endless, boundless, and it is worth exploring for a lifetime. Now it is declining, and it is really a pity for the cultivators!"

He looked at all the beings in the world, the wave of people and beasts, and his eyes radiated a sharp light.

"Now that the flame beasts are invading, I, the ram, would like to carry the Dao with my body, go to death majesticly, and awaken the sword will in the hearts of all cultivators in the world. May the Dao of the sword last forever and prosper forever!"

As he spoke, he walked straight towards the army of flame beasts.

Huang Shang's face changed suddenly, and he couldn't help shouting: "Gongyang is worried! You are confused! Since you have achieved the position of sword king, you should be responsible for the rise and fall of the sword. If you die, what will happen to the world's sword masters?"

Gong Yangchou didn't look back, and a desolate voice spread across the earth: "If I live, there will be one more swordsman in the world. If I die, I can awaken the will of swordsmen in the world."

Huang Shangdao: "What about Zhanjun Dao! You don't want to see Zhanjun Dao anymore?"

Gongyang said sadly, "I have seen it."

He did see, in his heart, the moment of death, the moment of rebirth.

Between life and death, a person will see many things, and he has already seen what he most wants to see.

Huang Shang said loudly: "You don't want to hold it?"

Gong Yangchou's figure stopped, hanging in the void, still did not turn around, but said slowly: "I am not worthy."

As soon as these three words came out, Huang Shang opened his mouth and was finally speechless.

He looked at Gu Que, and hurriedly said: "You persuade him, I really don't want him to die."

Gu Que sighed bitterly, shook his head and said, "No one can persuade him."

"Why?"

Gu Que said: "Just because he has already made up his mind."

Huang Shang was silent.

Looking at the thin figure stepping into the tide of flame beasts step by step in front of him, at this moment he is as tall as a mountain and as magnificent as the sea, as if he has swept the whole world.

Huang Shang couldn't help but sternly said: "All the soldiers of the army, fencing swords and swinging halberds, send off the sword king respectfully!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Dao!"

A dull low roar resounded through the heaven and earth, and 200 million strong men shouted in unison, with swords coming out of swords and halberds coming out of halberds, colliding together and making a clanging sound.

Two million weapons blared together, and the sound was overwhelming, just to send off a generation of swordsmen.

"No! Stop him! Stop him!"

The fire unicorn yelled loudly, countless flame beasts roared, and they all rushed towards the ram, but before the figure got close, it was cut into several pieces by the invisible blade light.

Tens of thousands of Gongyang family sword repairers knelt together, and they couldn't help shouting at the same time: "Please turn back, Lord Sword!"

"Please turn back, Mr. Dao!"

The deafening sound pierced the sky with the help of vitality, the earth was lonely, the yellow sand was long, and the magma was surging, a sense of sadness and desolation emerged spontaneously.

"Mr. Gongyang Dao, one of the swords cannot do without you! Please turn back!"

"Please turn back! I swear to fight the flame beast to the death!"

"Master Gongyangdao! Master!"

A cry of sorrow spread across the earth, the wind howled, and the sky and the earth seemed to be crying.

The sound of desolate laughter came from the sky ahead, coming from a thin figure, a figure as towering as a mountain.

Surrounding him were endless flame beasts and magma, scorching heat, and the desolation of approaching death.

"I am willing to die to awaken the will of the sword, so that all cultivators in the world will uphold the way of the sword and be proud of it!"

His deep voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, and suddenly frightening white lights gushed out of his body, and his whole body began to glow.

Gu Que looked ahead and sighed deeply, but had nothing to say.

He has been silent for a long time, because no one can do anything in the face of such a thing.

Gong Yangchou already had the heart of death, and with his own death, he awakened the sword cultivators in the world.

The white light shocked the world, and the ram raised its head to the sky and screamed, and finally exploded and turned into dust.What remains is that boundless, indescribably terrifying power.

A god-level master blew himself up, and its power couldn't be guessed at all. He could only see that the void in front of him was covered by white light, and then turned into a black hole in an instant.

Black and white are intertwined, and what comes out is the scream of the flame beast. A terrifying force sweeps across the world like a huge wave, devouring everything, annihilating everything, destroying everything along the way, covering the flame beast completely.

The sound of explosions continued, and the world ahead was hard to see with the naked eye, like the end of the world, and life was like ants at this moment.

Gu Que and Huang Shang shouted at the same time, and the black and white double rings and Dao Yanzhong came out together, exuding endless rules, which completely blocked the terrifying force in front of them.

The world is silent, and the stars and the moon are hidden.

It seems like a moment has just passed, and it seems that a thousand years have passed.

Everyone looked ahead, their faces were dull, and their eyes were full of sadness.

Ahead is a devastated land, full of potholes, ravines, and the collapsed land is already in disrepair.

The void also shattered, and that terrifying black hole still hadn't healed, and it didn't know how many lives it had swallowed.

But the ram was worried, and finally disappeared.

Wei'an's body turned into powder, and took away nearly a hundred thousand flame beasts, leaving only the hundred-foot-long Heavenly Sword.

It is destined to be a heavenly knife that can be famous through the ages, it will be like a monument, affecting the whole world.

Perhaps countless years later, there are still countless cultivators and swordsmen who come to observe and pay homage, and some people will still remember that there was once a swordsman who became a god here and died here.

Huang Shang looked ahead, with tears in his eyes, he couldn't help shouting: "Congratulations to Lord Dao!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Dao!"

Huang Shang bowed down, 200 million soldiers bowed down, and tens of thousands of rams could not afford to kneel.

The black and white double rings and Dao Yanzhong exude endless rules to completely wrap them up, otherwise there might not be a single one left of the tens of thousands of knives.

In front of the place where the beacon smoke is exhausted, it is pitch black, and the army of flame beasts in the sea of ​​fire seems to have been killed and injured.

Just as a low growl came out, a red line gushed out from the end of the day and land again, and then approached extremely quickly, and out of which ferocious flame beasts jumped out.

The fire unicorn walked on the waves, cut through the sky at a very high speed, stood firmly in the void, looked at the devastated earth, and there was no expression on his face.

He looked at the human army, and said word by word: "I will never die!"

The sound spread throughout the earth, and the endless flame beast finally let out a terrifying roar and roared forward.

The real battle has begun!

Gu Que and Huang Shang were expressionless.

And Ten Thousand Dao Xiu, as if he had a heart, pulled out his long sword at the same time, and stood up suddenly.

There is no emotion in their eyes anymore, only the indescribable firmness and will, and only the straight spine.

Huang Shang couldn't help but said in a deep voice, "What are they going to do?"

There was no sound from the world, only the Flame Beast came rushing over, and no one responded to him.

Looking at the straight gray figures and the knives in their hands, he couldn't help but sternly said, "What are you doing! Back off!"

As the words came out, the leading Daoxiu suddenly shook his right hand, his long sword trembled, and he raised his head and shouted: "I wish to die! Awaken Daozhi!"

His face was flushed, veins appeared on his forehead, and he strode forward.

"I wish to die! Awaken Dao Zhi!"

Tens of thousands of knife repairers roared in unison, and walked forward in awe-inspiring manner.

With a long knife in his hand and gray clothes, facing the ferocious flame beast, he died generously.

Huang Shang gritted his teeth, watching this scene, but couldn't stop it.

Just because he knows that these people have no desire to die, just because he knows that in the end, people will die in a war.

"Ugh!"

Finally he couldn't help but screamed up to the sky, and said loudly: "Fencing the sword and singing, I send off the swordsman!"

"Fencing and singing, send off the swordsman!"

The sound broke the ground, and the clanging sound was endless. Tens of thousands of swordsmen walked proudly. The flames had already illuminated their bodies and set their clothes on fire.

The leading swordsman yelled sharply: "As a swordsman, you can die without regret!"

"As a swordsman! Die without regret!"

The voice of generosity spread throughout the earth, and the majestic momentum swept between the heaven and the earth. Tens of thousands of knife repairers came generously and died majesticly.

Countless flame beasts stepped forward, and they fought with their knives in hand, taking lives one by one, and falling down continuously.

The eyes of 200 million soldiers were filled with tears, the anger in their heads was already uncontrollable, and the blood in their chests was already boiling.

"General! Let's go! Let's fight side by side with them!"

"General, let us die! We want to bleed for this land."

"General..."

A cry of sorrow spread across the earth, and it sounded from everywhere. Huang Yinsha's face was indifferent, and she said sharply: "Presumptuous! No one is allowed to act rashly before the military order is issued, otherwise it will be dealt with by military law."

She looked at the Daoxiu who fell down one by one in front of her, and said softly: "This is their choice. They have done their best for this land, this vast loess."

There was endless shouting and exclamation, each and every sword cultivator was facing several times, or even ten times as many flame beasts, and soon arrived.

Blood spilled all over the ground, corpses fell, and were soon engulfed in flames.

They are destined not to leave any bones, and they are destined to bury their bones in a foreign land.

But they are already famous in the mainland, and everyone will know that Zeng Haoran went to death for tens of thousands of cultivators.

Perhaps countless years later, this place will already be full of vicissitudes, and children will play and accidentally discover the buried long knives in the ground.

At that time, the long knife should still be shining brightly.

At that time, someone should have sounded, someone here once shed blood for this land.

Gu Que took a deep breath, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, with the world in mind, there is a long way to go!

He panted heavily, and said slowly: "Gongyangchou, you helped me understand the Dao of the Sword, which benefited me endlessly. I will always remember this kindness. The world's sword cultivators, the world's Dao of Swords, this important task, I have chosen! No matter how difficult it is, I will let you see the day when the Dao of the Sword rises."

Huang Shang also looked at Daoxiu who fell down in front of him, with tears in his eyes almost unable to hold back, he murmured: "Young man of Gongyang, you have never betrayed your country."

He said loudly: "From today onwards, every year today is the day to commemorate sword repair, from generation to generation, without end."

Gu Que looked forward, and the last knife repairer finally fell down.

He stepped forward with a murderous intent in his eyes, and said coldly: "It's our turn to make a move!"