final catastrophe

Chapter 418
He did not lose to the demon.

It was the real devil, that is, the ten thousand-headed ghost snake in the knife, or the devil worshiped by the Black Snake Church, who occupied his body and suppressed his soul.

The number one swordsman, he is actually fighting.

But how can a mere mortal body and mortal soul contend against that fateful demon?
It is extremely difficult for him to remain immortal.

so.
Lord, please kill him.

Because this is also helping him to escape.

The sword god is well known in the world, and his heart is vast, comparable to the vast starry sky, shining with the sun and the moon, magnanimous and boundless.

If faced with such a demon, he would definitely be willing to donate his body, even if he dragged the demon to hell with him, he would not hesitate.

kill him.

It is to fulfill him, but also to liberate him.

The moonlight is cold, and the wind and frost in winter are thick, but not thicker than the wrinkles on the forehead.

Xia Yan can't drink alcohol.

Drinking alcohol is pleasant, and it can make people stay in dreams and forget sorrows.

But during the war, drinking alcohol was taboo.

He should obey.

Zhao Zilong's words lingered in his ears over and over again.

It made him walk to the cold and dilapidated Changban city wall, wandering over and over again.

Ten miles away, the flames were faint.

It was vaguely visible that the long-haired man with his armor removed was sitting under a tree, drinking wine and eating meat.

"Black Snake Church."

"Snake God."

Xia Yan gritted his teeth, repeating these two names word by word, as if he was suppressing with all his strength, suppressing the anger that was about to burst in his heart.

The person he loves the most, and the person he respects the most, are being tortured by this Black Snake Church.

How can he not hate.

The figure of the fiery red long-haired girl flashed in my mind, who once climbed to the top with him in her arms, grilled fish by the stream, and looked at the infinite mountains and rivers.

Flashing past again, the prodigal man stood barefoot in the place where the wind and clouds gathered, and laughed and told him that "sincerity precedes deceit". If you want to become a strong person, you first need to face your own heart calmly.

Whether it is fear.

Whether it is joy or joy.

Whether it's anger.

Whatever it is, be calm about it.

Strong, why explain?Why do you need to be hypocritical?

Xia Yan, close your eyes.

Suddenly, I felt a quiet flame ignited in my heart, like sparks thrown between dry and oppressive firewood.

With a bang, it rose into a boundless fire.

He opened his eyes and raised his head. The dark clouds in the sky seemed to sense his mood, and began to dance frantically.

"Hoohoo."

The young Emperor Yan was gasping for breath. He propped his hands on the rough and cold city head, looked up at the faint flames in the distance, and the two bangs on his forehead were blown back violently by the strong wind.

"Black Snake Church."

"Snake God."

He murmured twice more.

It felt like something was about to burst out of my heart.

Looking at the bonfire in the distance, until it went out, his eyes kept staring.

"Brother Yan, are you okay?"

"Sir Yan"

Two considerate girls, one on the left and one on the right, asked with concern.

Xia Yan seemed to understand something, he pulled the arc moon long knife from behind, held it tightly in his hand, then strode across the gap between the two women, and shouted at the same time: "Prepare the horse, let's go!"

He finally understood what he wanted.

Finally, like a reckless man, he left behind the important task of being the emperor.

It is difficult to hold on for three days.

But even the uncle whose body was occupied by the snake demon would never have thought that they would make a surprise attack tonight.

Soldiers are deceitful, attacking by surprise.

Now, it's time.

The wind is rustling.

The moon is hidden.

Xia Yan rode a horse, followed by shadow attendants, six hundred bronze men, one hundred swordsmen and one great swordsman, one thousand white dragon spear cavalry led by Jun Mowang, and ten thousand soldiers on duty.

And the No. 1 disciple of Shaolin layman Shi Qingyuan, as well as Miss Tang Sect and Ren Juzi of Mo Sect.

Of course, the latter two were persuaded to come down, Xia Yan didn't want his woman to take risks, and said that she couldn't let her go.

Tang Qian and Gong Shuying had no choice but to give up, and then contributed the hidden weapons of the Tang Sect and the puppets of the Mo Sect.

Therefore, Xia Yan carries at least one big black sky, the thousand-feathered phoenix burning sky of the Momen, and even some strange puppets, which are said to be life-saving.

The Broken Walled Zhao Zilong stayed in the city to meet him. Originally, he didn't want Emperor Yan to take the risk himself, but he couldn't be more stubborn, so he had to do so.

Before leaving, he took a deep look at his old friend.

Jun Mowang cast a "wink" at him, indicating that even if he died, Emperor Yan would return safely.

But looking back, this old friend who had followed Zhao Zilong for more than ten years had a strange light in his eyes.

Xia Yan didn't know.

He had already closed his eyes, recalling what he had learned in his life in his mind, and then he ordered the arrows to be wrapped in kerosene, and he brought extra kerosene for the whole city.

Only then did they take advantage of the fading moonlight to lead the team eastward.

Although the world is gloomy, Xia Yan's eyes are full of determination, and a quiet flame is burning in them.

But between heaven and earth, the westerly wind suddenly blew up, and the wind turned against it, completely drowning out the marching sounds of this army.

And the moonlight disappears.

The army led by Xia Yan seemed to be invisible.

No body shape, no voice.

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In the distance, under an old tree.

Xia Ji, who was sleeping with his head down, slowly opened his eyes, the pupils were black.

He didn't have a knife anymore, so he just broke off a dead branch.

He got up, and the six hundred demon soldiers naturally got up too.

"kill!"

Xia Ji gave an order, and the six hundred demon soldiers obeyed immediately, and rushed towards the darkness that could not be seen clearly.

At the same moment, thousands of rockets descended from the sky, like stars bursting, igniting the sky.

The ground was dry, and when the rocket shot out, it quickly ignited the withered grass on the ground.

Here is the forest.
And several barrels of heavy kerosene were thrown into it, followed by the sound of rockets shooting out.

I don't know when, this army has surrounded the six hundred demon soldiers for half a month.

The arrows fired in three bursts prevented the demon soldiers from moving forward, and the fire oil burned blazingly, engulfing the forest in a sea of ​​flames.

A strange sudden change in the direction of the wind.

From west wind to east wind.

He piled up waves of flames and headed towards the enemy.

ding ding ding
Suppressed by the arrows, these magic soldiers couldn't get close at all, but it didn't prevent them from quickly combining in pairs.

The crab will be in the front, and the shrimp soldiers will be in the back.

The former's pincers are tied together as a shield, while the latter shoots wildly with the rain crossbow.

However, under Xia Yan's order, the arrows were wrapped with kerosene, and doubled on purpose. The cotton cloth wrapped around the arrow heads was filled with oil. flow down.

Then the flame spread, branching out bright red branches, covering the crab armor of the demon soldier.

And some shrimp soldiers and crabs were forced to retreat into the forest completely ignoring the attack of death. Their bodies were already covered with kerosene, and when they were touched by flames, they became real braised seafood.

But the stream arrows that kept shooting out also pulled out one after another crossing passages in the distorted air, attacking the Yan Emperor's army attacking from a distance.
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It's really two more today.
viral flu, in pain

(End of this chapter)