Infinite Sims

Arrows rained down all over the sky.

In an instant, more than half of the horses were covered with arrows and fell into a pool of blood.

Only ordinary arrows were shot down from above the valley.

The sharpshooters in the innate realm seemed to be in case someone would take advantage of the interval between their shooting and climb up the mountain wall, so they didn't make a move.

Relying on the skills honed on the battlefield, everyone in the Moon Slaying Army was able to block the arrows.

But manpower is always exhausted.

When most of his internal strength and strength were consumed by the almost endless rain of arrows, casualties immediately appeared, and one after another fell to the ground from the arrows, turning into "hedgehogs" in an instant.

"It's really powerless!"

As a long stick, Jiang Ren could only look around helplessly.

This powerlessness does not refer to the Moon Slayer Army who is in a desperate situation around him, but to himself.

The perspective of weapons is novel and safe, but compared to a person, there are too few things that can be done, and he can't even decide his own home and way.

At this moment, he is in Wuchen's hands.

It turned into countless blackened afterimages, like an airtight shield, covering several soldiers and bay red horses in it.

Because Yanhuo is not only useless to deal with these arrows, but also consumes real energy at a faster rate, so Wuchen did not call out Yanhuo in the stick.

"Commander!"

There was a sudden commotion in the distance.

Wuchen tried his best to maintain the shield while looking in the direction of the sound.

At a glance, Zhou Xiaozhi had fallen off the horse, with several arrows stuck in his body, one of which happened to pass through his left chest.

There are several people around who are waving weapons vigorously, helping him resist the arrows that keep falling.

One of them was full of pain, and kept chanting words like "If it wasn't for protecting me, the commander would not have been hit by an arrow".

"Sorry, I hurt you..."

When he was dying, Zhou Xiaozhi didn't blame that person, otherwise he wouldn't have risked his life to save him just now.

He just hates.

Hate my powerlessness, hate my cowardice, hate my innocence

"Commander!"

"Commander, didn't you say you wouldn't let us make meaningless sacrifices?"

"You stand up for me, your promise to us has not been fulfilled!"

"Dayue ghost, pay for our commander's life!"

"Even if we die, we will turn into life-threatening ghosts and kill all of you Da Yue."

Zhou Xiaozhi did not survive the arrow in his chest, and his death immediately aroused great reactions.

The morale of the entire Slaughtering Moon Army, whose morale was gradually declining, broke out again with fearless morale, running light kung fu with all its strength and climbing up the mountain wall.

This includes the weaker martial arts under Wu Chen's protection, and Lian Shaofeng, who is the youngest in the Moon Slaying Army.

"Why did it become like this?"

Wuchen didn't move, he just felt an inexplicable emotion emerge from the bottom of his heart.

A little pain, a little uncomfortable, as if I can't breathe, as if I lost something very important.

"The turtle in the urn still wants to escape?"

Hu Yanhan let out a disdainful laugh, and said sharply: "Kill me! No one will be left!"

Swipe!

On both sides of the valley, more archers emerged.

The arrows in the hands of these people have also changed. The arrows are all tied with inflammable materials, and there is a special person holding a torch next to them, responsible for igniting the arrows that are about to be shot.

At the same time, every other distance, another strong warrior poured down fire oil.

A lot of kerosene fell down the mountain wall, causing many Moon Slayer soldiers to slip and fall back into the valley.

And more kerosene fell directly on the soldiers of the Moon Slayer.

When the first rocket ignited the kerosene.

The flames rose and spread rapidly, covering most of the people in the valley.

Losing a lot of cover, those innate masters also fell back into the valley under the threat of the innate marksman, and many of them were hit by several sharp arrows that could penetrate the stele, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

in a short period of time.

Amid the successive screams, the snow-white valley was stained with two completely different reds.

The blood red of the human body, bright fiery red.

Seeing this scene, Wu Chen was taken aback.

Chi yo!

The bay red horse who had been with him for a long time was hit by several arrows and fell to the ground.

"Benefactor!"

Wuchen shouted loudly, feeling that he had lost something again.

But he only saw that the red horse's eyes seemed to be nostalgic for him and for this world, and then his eyes gradually lost their luster.

His heart felt even more uncomfortable, and he felt that something was breaking out of the ground.

"Brother Wuchen..."

From the dissipated flames on the side, there was a faint sound.

Wuchen's ears moved slightly, and he waved the arrows that were sent flying by the flame stick, and quickly found the person who made the sound.

A scorched man who was burned by flames and could not be seen clearly.

Although his face can no longer be seen clearly, and even his voice is very hoarse and unfamiliar, Wuchen knows that this person with a little breath is Lian Shaofeng, and only he can call himself that.

"I'm sorry...it..."

Lian Shaofeng moved his fingers slightly, and let out a weak voice.

Wu Chen was silent, he knew that this "it" of Lian Shaofeng was not anyone in the valley, because he did not feel sorry for them.

The "it" or "she" that Lian Shaofeng mentioned should refer to the childhood sweetheart who made a marriage contract with him.

"why?"

"Why did it become like this?"

Once again, Wuchen questioned his heart.

Obviously everything was good before; obviously made countless great achievements; obviously even if many victories were taken away, he never thought of rebelling against anything.

But why did it still become like this?

Wuchen is like a madman, constantly waving the long stick in his hand, protecting everyone who may still be alive.

I don't know when.

Arrow Rain stopped.

In this snow-covered valley, the kilometer-long road is full of blood and charred bones, as well as tens of thousands of arrows.

Under the almost endless rain of arrows just now, even the innate masters were enraged on the spot.

But there is one more person.

There was one person who never died.

Wu Chen knelt on the ground covered in blood, with dozens of arrows stuck in his body, he seemed to have lost his strength, but he didn't fall down because he held a black stick firmly.

"why?"

Wuchen lowered his head, talking to himself blankly.

At this moment, he has very little life left. Logically speaking, he should have died a long time ago, but he didn't die.

Jiang Ren sighed.

In this situation, the only thing he can do is to treat Wuchen's injury.

But after witnessing the death of former comrades-in-arms in front of him, Wu Chen not only closed his heart, but even closed his consciousness and body.

This made it impossible for Jiang Ren to contact him through consciousness, let alone treat him.

over the valley.

The quick-hearing entourage heard Wu Chen's voice and told Hu Yanhan those words.

"Why? Why did you end up in this situation?"

Hu Yanhan couldn't help laughing, and said: "For the sake of your survival, I will tell you mercifully, because your goals and horizons are too small, and you only know a small Xuemenguan. And my target, Hu Yanhan, is the entire Qian Kingdom!"

"too small?"

Wu Chen raised his head to look at Hu Yanhan, and repeated his words.

"Now that you know it, you can die too."

Hu Yanhan smiled triumphantly, and then said to the followers beside him: "Bring the bow!"

The entourage quickly handed over a strong bow and a quiver.

Hu Yanhan picked up the strong bow, drew an arrow and put it on the bow, aimed at Wuchen who had fallen into an unconscious state again below, and said: "From now on, there will be no moon-slaying army in this world!"

Arrows pierced the air.

Pointing straight at the dust-free chest.

clang!

Wu Chen swiped his stick, and knocked down the arrow he was determined to win this time.

Immediately, trembling, he stood himself up with the stick, cut it off abruptly, pulled out the arrow in his body, looked at the stick in his hand and said seriously: "The stick benefactor, I want to break the precept of killing today, I wonder if I can help you a little bit!"

Blood continued to flow from the wound, but Wuchen didn't show the slightest sign of pain.

Dust-free is very clear.

The reason why I can live is because I don't know when I have a breakthrough in the method of saving time.

It turned its wisp of innate qi into the qi of evil law, and forcibly hung its last sliver of vitality.

But if you want to repair your body, or even do more things, you need the consent of the benefactor of this stick that has been with you for a long time.

"Yeah~"

Jiang Ren replied.

Looking at the Wuchen at this moment, he knew that this Wuchen was no longer the original Wuchen.

As for getting better or worse?

Jiang Ren didn't know what others thought, but he felt that this change was a positive development.

"Disappointment!"

Hu Yanhan saw that the first arrow didn't work, so he didn't shoot the second arrow any more. He casually threw the longbow to his followers, and pointed at an innate archer in the distance: "You, kill him for me!"

For himself, he has a very clear understanding.

Martial arts archery is ordinary, if the second arrow is blocked again, it will affect his majesty among his subordinates, so it is better to order others to solve it directly.

The innate sharpshooter nodded, took out an arrow, bent his bow and shot.

The arrow made a bursting sound.

Flying into the valley below like lightning.

clang!

Wuchen blocked the arrow again, and a faint blue flame ignited from the flame stick.

In a short period of time, his damaged flesh and internal organs fully recovered, and the refilled innate qi also became more domineering under the influence of that wisp of Due qi.

Wu Chen's legs were slightly bent, and his eyes were fixed on Hu Yanhan above.

"Are you a monk?"

Seeing the flames on the dust-free stick, Hu Yanhan was startled at first, and then became greedy again: "How can a monk fall to such a state, so your stick is a treasure?"

Just as he was about to give the order to shoot Wuchen to take the treasure, he heard a "bang".

I saw that the person below jumped to the mountain wall several feet high in an instant like an arrow from the string, and in just a few breaths, he dodged several arrows shot by the innate sharpshooter and came in front of him.

"Protect the general!"

The entourage beside Hu Yanhan hurriedly shouted.

In an instant, several arrows with roaring sound shot at Wuchen.

clang! clang! clang!

The arrows were ruthlessly stopped by the stick of fire.

Wu Chen looked at Hu Yanhan who was paralyzed on the ground because of fear, and said softly: "Don't worry, benefactor, the little monk will save your life until the end!"

Immediately afterwards, the long stick swept away.

"what!"

Hu Yanhan let out a scream.

His legs were instantly broken and bloody, as if they were useless.

"Kill that dry man!"

"If the general dies, none of us will survive!"

"Protect the general! Kill that dry man!"

The people of the big moon around suddenly rushed to the crown, drew their weapons and rushed towards Wuchen.

Because Hu Yanhan was right next to him, no one dared to shoot arrows, even those innate archers put down their strong bows and went up with their weapons.

Facing the sound of countless rushing and killing.

With a compassionate expression on Wuchen's face, like the reincarnated Buddha, he waved out the long stick in his hand.

The closest follower at the side was swept upside down.

Zhu Gu sank deep into his body, pierced into his heart veins, he was dead the moment he landed, his face was still full of confusion.

"Let me help you!"

Jiang Ren looked at the blood energy spot in front of him, and quickly absorbed it into his body.

This was the first time in more than three years that he saw blood energy light spots.

In order to help Wuchen heal his wounds just now, more than half of the remaining energy in his body has been consumed, so it must be replenished.

Although Wuchen's strength is much stronger, but facing the siege of several innate masters and the siege of hundreds of elite soldiers by himself, there is no possibility of victory at all.

But with your own help, that's not necessarily the case.

The killing is in progress!

The Dayue soldiers who had appeared in the form of hunters before all turned into prey, and died one by one under Wuchen's stick and under Jiang Ren's body.

A quarter of an hour later, the valley on both sides turned into hell on earth.

Below the valley were hundreds of charred corpses, and above the valley were thousands of mutilated limbs that had been beaten to pieces by the stick of fire.

On a pile of flesh and blood.

Wuchen stood covered in blood, his expression full of compassion.

It seemed that he didn't do everything around him, he was just a monk who happened to pass by, and he couldn't help feeling sorry for this scene.

"Amitabha."

Wuchen recited the Buddha's name, and looked back at the only living person besides himself.

——Hu Yanhan.

"Monster! You monster! Don't come here..."

Hu Yanhan looked at Wuchen who was approaching him in horror, resisted the pain in his legs, and backed up with his hands supporting his body.

Suddenly, he felt a hand fall in the air, and he lost his balance instantly and fell backwards.

It turned out that he had retreated to the edge.

With a scream, Hu Yanhan completely disappeared in the valley.

Wuchen walked to the edge silently.

It seems that Hu Yanhan hit a raised rock when he fell, and most of his lower body exploded from his abdomen, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Luckily the head is still intact."

Wuchen jumped into the valley and piled up the corpses of all his comrades and horses.

Jiang Ren watched quietly without making a sound.

"The little monk will take you back."

Wu Chen looked at the bundle in front of him, which contained the military cards of all his comrades in arms, and each military card had a familiar name engraved on it.

Three hundred and twenty-four.

One is not more, one is not less.

"fire!"

Wuchen swung the flame stick, a ball of flame flew out and landed on the pile of corpses.

The fire that cannot burn concrete things burns more and more like the nature of change.

"There is one more person!"

Wuchen tightened the burden on his back full of military badges and the wooden box slightly larger than his head in his hand, turned around and looked in the direction of Xuemenguan.

call!

Under the howling wind and snow.

Wu Chen rode a tall horse from the Great Moon Kingdom and disappeared into the vast snow field.

After a long time, an old sigh sounded from the valley.

"In less than a year, he cultivated a wisp of aura of disaster relief, which should have been a gratifying and congratulatory event, but it's a shame that the magic weapon is blinding the eyes."

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