I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

Guanhe was left in the cold, and the yellow sand was stained with blood.

The sound of fighting has stopped, countless broken swords are stabbed obliquely in the Huangtujiaoyuan, and the desolate moonlight shone away from Xiao Xiao's bones.

The cold wind swept the gravel towards the sky, and the blood-red eyes of the man reflected the golden dragon swaying in the night.

Sure enough, I still lost

The moment the real dragon appeared, the golden-armored general knew that the outcome of this battle was over.

But he still fought to the last moment with the other fourteen people.

As said before.

Because it concerns what they value most, the dignity of the two dynasties.

"cough"

Coughing out a mouthful of blood, he stood up tremblingly little by little.

The man was seriously injured, and his leg bones were dislocated, obviously broken.

But he still held the spear in his hand and stood up with great difficulty.

His back is straight and his head is held high.

Under the moonlight, the man's body never stopped trembling, and the last trace of life in his body was also passing away rapidly.

But his gaze was extremely firm.

He didn't want to be looked down upon by Wei Changtian with a "victory" attitude.

So he must stand up.

"you"

Taking a deep breath, looking straight at Wei Changtian who was two steps away in front of him, the golden-armored general said slowly:

"Kill if you want"

"What nonsense."

The long sword hangs down, and there are several holes in the corner of the clothes.

Looking at the golden armored general who was desperately trying to stand up, and listening to his words, Wei Changtian didn't know what to say for a while.

Don't want to answer?

Worth mentioning

Stretching out his hand to wipe away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, Wei Changtian's current condition is obviously not very good.

Although he has just completed the feat of "1v15", without borrowing the system, this battle is undoubtedly very difficult.

Ugh.

Turning his head to look at the fourteen corpses around him, recalling the scene just now, Wei Changtian sighed heavily in his heart.

Fifteen third-rank masters who were already in high positions and respected by all, just like fifteen mad dogs, fought to the end with a style of fighting that was completely sacrificing their lives for injuries.

Feeling the bursts of pain in his chest, Wei Changtian remembered that it was the head injury of a dark-skinned man after he chopped off his arms.

And the wound on the left arm was caused by the second rank master who punched him instead of retreating when facing a Sword Qi that could kill him.

There are also right hand, back, and both legs. All the injuries on Wei Changtian's body were actually caused by these fifteen people at the cost of their lives.

To be honest, these injuries may not be serious.

But facing Wei Changtian who had gone all out and even summoned the luck Yellow Dragon, it was unimaginable that these people could hurt him.

It was also because of this that they were respected by Wei Changtian.

"General."

Stretching out his hand, he slowly removed the black cloth covering his face.

When Wei Changtian showed his true face for the first time tonight, the eyes of the golden-armored general on the opposite side froze for a moment.

He obviously recognized Wei Changtian, but he didn't speak.

And Wei Changtian looked at him calmly, and said slowly:

"Although I know you won't agree, I still want to ask you if I can do it in the future"

"Young Master Wei."

Suddenly, before Wei Changtian could finish his sentence, General Jin Jia interrupted coldly: "Since you know I won't agree, why bother to ask?"

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"it is good."

Nodding his head lightly, Wei Changtian did not speak any more, but slowly raised the Longquan Sword.

The silver light appeared on the blade again, although it was very weak, it was impossible for the golden armored general to resist.

If the surrender failed, no matter how regretful Wei Changtian was, he would not make such a move as letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

Then all he can do is give the other party a good time.

Since ancient times, heroes cherish heroes, and heroes have killed heroes since ancient times.

Wei Changtian doesn't know if he can really be recorded in the annals of history, how people in later generations will evaluate him, whether he is a hero or a villain.

But at least at this moment, no matter whether the man in front of him is an enemy or a friend, in Wei Changtian's heart, he is indeed worthy of the word "hero".

The same goes for the other fourteen people who have died.

"General, let's go."

Softly saying the last sentence, Wei Changtian silently waved Longquan, Sword Qi went straight to the golden armor general whose name he didn't even know.

But at this moment, the latter suddenly raised his right palm one step ahead, and immediately smashed it hard at his chest.

"boom!!!"

Amidst the dull and unexpectedly muffled sound, Wei Changtian's gaze paused, and a trace of astonishment flashed through his eyes.

But the next moment he understood.

Would you rather commit suicide than die by your own hands?

With a flick of his wrist, the Sword Qi that was supposed to pierce the heart of the golden-armored general staggered a few inches, slashed along the latter's side, and then slashed heavily on the ground, stirring up a pile of gravel.

The dust was flying, covering the figures of the two of them in the night.

Holding the Longquan in his hand, Wei Changtian looked at the lifeless man opposite him without saying a word, but he was still standing upright with a spear in his hand, only the latter's last roar before his death echoed in his ears.

"Although I die today! But I will return forever forever!!"

"Eternal Prosperity!!"

"Eternal prosperity!!!"

"."

The dust fell to the ground, the real dragon dissipated, and everything returned to peace on this night that was destined to be recorded in history.

"Young Master Wei!!"

When the six Daoist shadows rushed close along the "bloody road" that Wei Changtian blazed in the barracks, the latter was looking up at the moon in the night sky.

The stars are sparse and the river shadows turn, and the frost is heavy and the moon is lonely.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the moonlight tonight seems particularly bleak.

"Mr. Wei, His Majesty saw the real dragon appearing in the world, and knew that you are in a crisis, so he ordered me to come and meet you."

"My lord, how are you injured?"

Beside him, the six people sent by Xu Suisui looked around while talking, their eyes gradually becoming astonished.

Although they guessed that Wei Changtian must be "showing off his supernatural power" just now, they never expected to exaggerate to this extent.

Thirteen third ranks, four second ranks, a total of seventeen third ranks.

So, Wei Changtian killed all these people alone? !

Judging from the expressions of the six people, they obviously couldn't believe that all this was true.

But analyzing the current situation, they couldn't think of a second possibility.

"Wei, Mr. Wei, this"

Finally, a third rank lieutenant couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to ask Wei Changtian about the specific situation.

However, another eminent Buddhist monk was calmer, knowing that now is not the time to talk about these things, so he interrupted first:

"Young Master Wei, is your injury serious?"

"If we can persist, then let's go back to the city first."

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"Well, I'm fine, let's go."

Looking at the six people around him, Wei Changtian nodded calmly, and put the Longquan Sword back into the Star scabbard.

He didn't take away the body or head of the golden armored general as a trophy, but turned around silently and walked towards Fengyuan City step by step.

And the six third-rank masters were faintly protecting him, and the sound of footsteps was particularly obvious in the dead silence.

Now there is no third rank general in the entire Qianhui army, which means that no one has the ability to stop a group of people like them.

However, when the seven people had walked less than a dozen feet, a figure suddenly appeared from behind a broken carriage, blocking their way.

"Ok?"

The eminent Buddhist monk walking in the front squinted his eyes and looked at the person blocking the way.

But the next moment, the vigilant look in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a trace of surprise.

Because the one standing in front of the seven of them was not some top expert, but an ordinary soldier of only ninth rank.

Dusty soft armor, the most common standard long knife, a slightly green face, and an angry and nervous expression.

Obviously, this soldier should not be very old, at most 15 or 16 years old.

Coupled with the fact that he only has a rank nine Cultivation Base, he must be the lowest pawn in the army.

But it is such a weakest person who is now standing in front of seven third-rank masters.

In fact, Wei Changtian and others knew what he was going to do.

But this kind of behavior of sending death.

Ok?

Suddenly, Wei Changtian's expression froze for a moment.

Because at The next moment, he saw figures one after another coming out of their respective hiding places.

One hundred, five hundred, one thousand, two thousand.

Soon, an unknown number of the most ordinary soldiers slowly gathered together, surrounding the seven of Wei Changtian with mortal courage.

They clenched their weapons tightly in their hands, some of them were pale, and some were trembling.

Obviously, they all know the own ending.

But just like the fifteen people just now, none of the weakest ants escaped at this moment.