Taiping Order

Chapter 532 The world is the world! (Please give me a monthly ticket)

The magnificent and brilliant sword light seemed to tear the long river of eight hundred years apart.

The sword light was as heroic as a man, climbing to the extreme, but slowly calmed down. Yuwen Lie swallowed blood and rushed over with a heavy gun. All the troops could not enter, but he could only see the strong wind dancing between the sky and the earth, ink blue The flags of the dragon pattern rolled.

The emperor's sword weapon was cut down, and the legend of the world came out of the sword.

The waves surge into the current.

Murong Longtu took back the green bamboo. The Emperor Yingguo refused to fall down, but was just impressed. The swordsman turned around and walked forward. He was so bold. Yuwen Lie, He Ruo captured the tiger, and Qin Yulong was holding weapons. , want this battle.

The surrounding troops stepped forward, and the murderous aura soared into the sky.

However, Emperor Yingguo just raised his hand and said, "No need, let him go."

The sword mad Murong Long picture is the only one among the legends in the world who can penetrate all the troops. A long sword in his hand over revealed the 800-year-old romantic life in the world.

The Emperor Yingguo smiled: "It would be better for this person in the world, but I would be very happy!"

Murong Longtu didn't say anything, but his back was straight and his white hair was drooping. Behind the Emperor of Yingguo, the eight hundred years of national destiny that he had borne at the end of paying all the money in his life was broken after Ji Zichang's death.

He was shattered by Murong Longtu's sword!

Eight hundred years of high spirits, eight hundred years of glory, the many ambitions and despicable conspiracies were like the haze that shrouded the sky, and were finally shattered by this sword. Emperor Yingguo looked at his palm and whispered:

"Slaying the energy but not the person, the sword crazy..."

"How can you tell the fullness of your spirit in the word "crazy".

The distorted national fortune of the eight hundred years has dissipated, and at that time, waves of desolate and solemn dragon roars came from the world. The sea of ​​clouds is vast, and the red and golden scales appear and disappear. The ancient red dragon quietly watches this scene happening. .

In the battle between people, especially after Ji Zichang burned all the Red Emperor lineage.

It is even more impossible for the ancient red dragon to participate in this battle.

But at this moment, the ancient red dragon who has seen countless heroes rise over the past thousands of years still chants long. Murong Long's green robe is fierce and rose into the air. The extremely arrogant ancient red dragon makes this human The swordsman stepped on his head.

Finally, he stared at the ink-blue blue dragon-patterned flag, standing with a long sword, Yuwen Lie, He Ruo captured the tiger, and a 500,000 army was enough to defeat the ancient red dragon, but the Ying Kingdom was just He raised his hand and stopped the general.

He leaned on the sword and looked calm and composed.

Jianmao held the sword in his green robe and stepped on the head of the red dragon, which was also extraordinary. After the end of the 800-year-old Red Emperor, before the end of the 300-year-old chaotic world, he reached the last overlord and the rivers and lakes. The sword of romantic spirit has such an intersection.

There are waves entering the sea, and the ancient Red Dragon Roar is in the three armies. The gaze of thousands of troops, tearing open the sea of ​​clouds and flying away. The sound of the dragon Roar is fierce, and the old swordsman holds the dragon Kok, holding the green bamboo like a sword, slowly sat down.

The Emperor of Ying Kingdom watched the ancient red dragon leave with the sword of the sect.

Still calm and calm, he went to appease the three armies, but he did not go forward and continued to press the formation. He returned to the Central Army camp. Yuwen Lie and three top ten gods followed behind, just as the gate of the camp was hanging down. At that time, the Emperor Yingguo, who had been calm before, suddenly changed his expression.

He just staggered and fell to the front, but he still held the sword in his hand against the ground, shaking. Sword Crazy, Jian Crazy, how arrogant, he just broke his luck with eight hundred years, but did not kill him.

Is it impossible to kill, or not to kill?

The Emperor of Yingguo didn't know.

But he just knew that with the last vitality and everything he gathered, he was still alive, but because of the vastness of the fortune itself, even if he drank poison to quench his thirst, he could continue his short life span. .

“…has it reached its limit?”

The step that the emperor could take was ultimately broken by the free and calm swordsman with that swordsman, and the corner of the mouth of the Great Emperor of Yingguo was pulled.

Yuwen Lie and He Ruoqianhu supported Emperor Yingguo.

When he helped Emperor Ying up, he realized that this old king could not even step forward. He Ruoqianhu said, "Your Majesty, your body... cannot, you can't fight again."

Qin Yulong held the sword weapon of Emperor Yingguo.

Emperor Yingguo was supported, but for some reason his palm suddenly had a huge force, grabbed Yuwen Lie's palm and said, "Don't retreat. Don't retreat!"

Yuwen Lie and He Ruoqiu were stagnant. At this time, the old king's eyes were still as fierce as flames: "You can't retreat, continue to advance the military force, continue!"

Blazing fire.

Emperor Yingguo sat there, holding the sword, and he murmured, "The Grand Master is still confronting Li Guanyi in Zhenbei Pass. This opportunity is absolutely unavailable to give up. No matter what, continue to fight."

"Keep going!"

Yuwen Lie said, "Your Majesty, let's continue to rest first."

They removed heavy armor for Emperor Yingguo and found that when they were young, the king who was once broad-shouldered and praised for his bravery and beautiful appearance was now skinny and thin.

It was as if everything about him was burned and turned into the nourishment of the fighting spirit.

When the wind blows by, the underwear looks like ugly bones.

There have been riots in the army.

The human heart is uncontrollable.

Even Yuwen Lie, He Ruo captured the tiger, Qin Yulong and the other two forced to suppress the three armies.

But the thoughts in that person's heart were still surging like undercurrents and circulating in the dark.

The blue-shirted swordsman came from the army alone, and the sword light was shining brightly and magnificently. In addition, the ancient red dragon came and left with a sword on his back, which had a huge impact on the morale of the entire army. .

Under such circumstances, if Emperor Yingguo broke into the army's camp by sword and did not come forward, the morale of the entire army would begin to change drastically. The next day, beyond Yu Wen Lie's expectations.

Under the ink blue dragon-patterned flag, the king wearing heavy armor appeared again. His shoulders were wide, his eyebrows were flying, and his white hair was meticulously woven into a hair crown, brave and majestic.

You can also wear this heavy armor, wearing the king's cloak, riding a war horse, walking through the camp, with bright and fiery eyes, like flames. He spoke loudly and laughed, meeting the old patriarch of the past , and can also accurately name their names.

The morale of the army is surging.

He walked two more days ago and continued to suppress the Qilin Army.

Emperor Yingguo personally sang a verse, rode a war horse, and looked at the waves in front of the mountain, and suddenly said, "If the last battle is coming today, the soldiers will fight with the Qin army soon." ”

"Come here, have a banquet today, have fun!"

"You can eat meat and drink a cup of wine."

Qin Yulong looked at the back of Emperor Yingguo, slowly bowed his hand and said, "Oh!"

The Emperor Yingguo smiled and said, "Go."

Even if he married the daughter of a senior executive of the enemy country, even the former ranger, he was valued and trusted enough and slowly withdrew, and then went to pass on the military orders of the Emperor of the Kingdom.

The slight impact of the events in the past two days on the morale of the military has been completely suppressed by the performance of Emperor Yingguo in the past two days. Now that the war is about to come, you can let go of your stomach and eat meat and drink a drink. liquor.

So the troops were delighted, and everyone was very happy. Five hundred thousand troops set up camps to collect meat, wash rice and cook. From the generals to the soldiers, they were worried and nervous about the upcoming war. .

But we must temporarily forget and let go of these pressures under such celebrations.

Eat and chew, celebrate the joy of this time, let go of many sorrows and forget, Emperor Yingguo came here in person, and enjoyed the old soldiers, and mentioned the battle and confrontation of that year. He still remembered that he laughed loudly, and the joys of the past , the sufferings of the past.

The emperor can still eat meat, drink alcohol, and be calm.

Then he stood up and said, "Everyone, drink slowly..." When he stood up, the old soldiers and brave soldiers all stood up respectfully, watching the man who led them to attack the world and arrived at the extreme of history with the Great Ying Kingdom. .

The emperor, who was about to embark on the road of peace, stood up, picked up the wine, and said:

"Respect the Emperor!"

It was sunset, and the forest was dyed everywhere. Jiang Wanxiang looked at the soldiers in front of him and the soldiers, and became dazed. The faces of these people seemed blurry and became very clear, and memories and reality were intertwined.

The crazi and brave generals smiled:

‘Respect the king! ’

The men with blue dragon patterns smiled:

‘General, drink! You have to drink too, hahahaha, you can’t lose to us. It won’t work if you pretend to be drunk as you used to! Brother Gao Xiang, you should also hold your head and drink wine, don’t just sit there and laugh! ’

‘Look, you laugh again! ’

The Imperial Guards gritted their teeth and decided in their eyes: 'Brother, we will definitely win! ’

The old Emperor Yingguo was in a daze, and he saw more people in the blurred sunset, but at this moment, he suddenly heard, "Emperor, Emperor?"

Emperor Yingguo looked up at the front, and the fierce man was brave and said:

"We will fight soon. Your Majesty will not drink alcohol. We brothers dare not drink this."

Emperor Yingguo looked at the cup of wine and smiled. He laughed loudly, holding the hilt of the sword around his waist with his left hand, holding the wine glass with his right hand, holding it with his right hand, and laughing:

"Everyone, fight hard."

"Fight for peace!"

So the army agreed to the promise, a brave man in the world, raised the wine bowl in his hand and shouted:

"Fight for peace!"

The sound surging and boiling in the sky. The Emperor of Yingguo laughed loudly. He stared at the men in front of him who were smiling and watching him. He turned around, holding a cloak in his palm. When he turned around, his sleeves and cloak were rolled up, as if The black cloud that swallowed the red light of the past sun.

Emperor Yingguo walked into his central army camp.

Then, he fell heavily towards the front.

He saw the sky rolling, saw everything flowing, and saw the **** sunset suddenly turning, like a burning and struggling with all the light and strength in the stove, falling on the ground and flashing.

"His Majesty!!"

"His Majesty!"

Yuwen Lie and He Ruoqiu both passed by. They supported Emperor Yingguo. The latter finally fell ill on the bed with a look of disdain. His eyes were quiet, and he lay on the bed, saying, "Yuwen."

Yuwen Lie said, "Your Majesty."

Emperor Yingguo looked at the arrogant general and said, "You are cold and arrogant, but the integrity and indomitable generals are the pillars of the country, the country is fierce and brave, and you can't do it without you. .”

"But, it's easy to break even if you're too hard. You're a sharp blade. You can't break yourself because of your arrogance..."

Emperor Yingguo coughed a few times, looked at He Ruoqianhu over there, waved to him and whispered: "Qihu Gong, you have followed me for the longest time, have rich experience, and are brave in your country, but your aristocratic family There are too many parties."

"I don't doubt your loyalty to your country, but you are loyal to your country, what about the forces and parties that are entangled in you? They are pretending to be powerful and chaotic to the world. Wouldn't it still ruin your reputation?"

He Ruoqianhu's expression suddenly changed. He knelt on the ground and said, "I will understand."

The Emperor Yingguo stretched out his hand and grabbed Yuwen Lie and He Ruoqianhu's palms. His palms were still warm, and he pulled them both, saying, "You are all the giant pillars of my great anti-ying. After I leave, I, Dayingguo, please two of you."

"Yulong is still young, you two want to help him."

"I'll give it to him to know, cough cough, cough..."

Emperor Yingguo's face turned red and coughed for a while, but it seemed as if there was steel in his mouth, and said, "I never doubted him."

Yuwen Lie said, "Your Majesty, rest first and wait for the dragon body to be healthy."

The Emperor of Yingguo lay there and said lightly: "After I die, I will not die in secret."

Yuwen Lie and He Ruoqianhu's faces were frozen, and they were sad.

The Emperor of Yingguo calmly said, "I die, with the power of all the kings, it is not inferior to the enemy, but as the Grand Master said, that mechanism is the first divine general, Xue Guogong five hundred years ago, and there are also powerful generals such as Yue Qianfeng. I The army is galloping, and it is probably difficult to take advantage of it."

"I'm afraid it's still hard to fulfill my wish in this battle."

"but!"

Emperor Yingguo grabbed the palms of the two gods and paused word by word, "Even if I die, you will want to keep the slandered families, and many coughs and coughs. …Those that threaten the peaceful world.”

"Don't feel sorry for you, those are things that are absolutely not needed in the era that comes after us!"

Yuwen Lie and He Ruoqianhu felt the palm of the Emperor Ying's holding hands in an instant. The huge force was completely different from an old man who was dying. They were sad and said, "Yes, I will obey Your Majesty." Imperial decree.”

The Emperor Yingguo lost all his strength and lay there, chuckling:

"Finally, I died above my life..."

"Take it seriously, it's a pity."

"Jiang Wanxiang, you are really a waste."

He closed his eyes and suddenly heard the noisy sound from outside. He actually became confused and asked what was going on. Qin Yulong entered and said, "There was a solar eclipse in the sky, and the soldiers were all noisy."

The Emperor of Yingguo lowered his eyes.

So Jiang Wanxiang laughed.

"ah…"

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"I heard that in ancient times, when the heroic lord died, there would be a destiny. A man like me who was born in a royal family and could not afford even a horse or armor at the beginning, finally got to this point and would make God. Have you changed for me?”

He closed his eyes and whispered, "Jiang Su."

The three gods suddenly felt sad.

Jiang Wanxiang whispered: "Sing the Chile song again..."

But at this time, Jiang Su was still fighting for the world in Zhenbei Pass. Yuwen Lie gritted his teeth and walked out, looking at the panicked soldiers, and said, "Your Majesty, you are safe!!"

"But I suddenly had an interest today and wanted to hear you and sing the Chile song."

These men were confused, but when they looked at each other, they didn't know who started singing. The sound was not a very gentle and beautiful voice. The men who walked around the world and fought all over the world sang songs at their throats. It's rough and unpleasant.

But if one person is rough and out of tune, ten people will be brave.

Ten thousand troops shouted, that was the desolation and magnificence that could make the world shake.

In the past three hundred years, the world was divided into north and south, and the south Chen was the place of culture in the world. The north land competed against the grassland, and the songs in the north were desolate and solemn, so the sun went dark and the three armies sang the Chile song together.

"Chile River, under Yinshan Mountain, the sky is like a dome, covering all the fields."

"The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast. The wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep."

A generous song will never be passed on, the song of the sky is natural.

Zhongzhou's eternal heroic spirit.

Also arrived at the Chile River in Yinshan.

Jiang Wanxiang tapped her fingers on the beat and slowly closed her eyes.

The sunset seemed to be covering him again. He was in a daze for a long time, feeling the sunshine dazzling, but suddenly a palm slapped his shoulder. He was in a daze and sat up. It was still the age of 16 or 17 years of youth.

Just when he was confused and confused, he suddenly heard a shout.

"Hey, Jiang Wanxiang."

A girl blinked: "What are you standing there stupidly?!"

"Today you can buy horses and armor. Don't you talk about the world?!"

"What, don't you plan to have it?"

"You also said, ache, a man, holding weapons, riding a war horse, sweeping the world, trying to sweep the past two hundred years of troubled times and making peace in the world!"

"I don't know how to speak loudly."

The young man was stunned, and for some reason, he was crying.

Looking at the back of his friend Gao Xiang in front of him, and the back of the girl walking away, he grinned and followed, saying, "Here you come!"

Jiang Wanxiang tapped the beat with her fingers.

Hang heavily.

No longer lifted.

………

And on that day, the ancient red dragon chanted and was carrying the green-robed swordsman. An old guy like the ancient red dragon was galloping on this emperor thousands of years ago. He didn't I've seen a figure like this green-robed swordsman.

"One sword will destroy your luck. There will never be a person like you again in three thousand years ahead and three thousand years later."

The ancient red dragon's voice was vast. Murong Longtu sat on the dragon's head, looked at the world with a smile, and said, "Is that true?"

The ancient red dragon said, "Haha, are there any lies?"

"Your method can be said to be too high to be higher!"

"From ancient times to the present, you can be regarded as a myth, a unique spirit!"

Murong Longtu sat cross-legged there, leaning against the dragon horn, looking into the distance, without saying a word, the trace of vitality had already begun to disperse. What the Life-Sustaining Gu feared the most was that fierce aura.

The aura of the king, the aura of the army, and the aura of the strong sword.

The swordsman looked into the distance and said, "The old things should be asked to wait for these old things to deal with. You are auspicious and you don't have to participate in such a thing. The ancient Red Dragon is a symbol of the Red Emperor lineage. If you If it appears, a lot of blood will be in vain."

"Besides, you will die even if you have a 500,000 army and the top ten gods in the world."

The ancient red dragon sneered: "Just them?!"

"If you want me to die, do you know how my reputation, the best auspicious person in the ages, comes from me!?"

Murong Longtu just chuckled.

The ancient red dragon said, "Murong Long Picture! Murong Long Picture!"

Murong Longtu opened his eyelids and replied lazily, "I'm still alive."

The ancient red dragon said, "Oh."

Murong Longtu looked at the sky and the earth and suddenly said, "You said, there will be no swordsmen like me in the whole world in the future?"

The ancient red dragon said solemnly: "There will be no more. Three thousand years ahead and three thousand years ahead, there will never be any swordsmen like you again. In my life, there will probably be no stunning person like you."

Murong Longtu smiled and said, "I'm still young."

The ancient red dragon stared at him and became angry.

Murong Longtu chuckled, and his fingers gently stroked the green bamboo, but suddenly said, "Chilong, is there anyone in the era of the people you have seen that can last forever?"

The ancient red dragon was silent and said, "No, even the era that started out was very good will continue to change later, and eventually accumulate various contradictions, eventually breaking out various battlefields, and then being replaced by a new dynasty."

Murong Longtu said, "But the world is getting better and better, right?"

"Even if you are tortuous, you have to move forward with great strides, just like a swordsman's life."

He stretched out his hand, the swordsman was white-haired, and pointed to the green bamboo, saying, "I made a sword when I was young, and after my family was destroyed, I learned swords after my ruthless swordsmanship was perfected, and then I became sentient. Later, my wife and children left me one by one. I'm forgetting to sit withered heart again."

"Hold the sword, practice the sword, abandon the sword, and in the end there is no need to worry about the sword."

"I was six years ago, seven years ago, and in Zhongzhou, I challenged all the masters of the world, the six palace masters, and the legend of martial arts. I said, I want you to know that it will not be like me in the future. The swordsman.”

"I want to monopolize the world's sword intent, but I suddenly feel that I was still too a swordsman at that time, too arrogant and too determined."

The sword smiled wildly, and he said dignifiedly:

"I was wrong!"

"There will be swordsmen like me in the future!"

"And, there won't be only one!"

The ancient red dragon was shocked, but the sword maniac was still calm and confident, and he followed the sword path:

"Even a breath of time, all future difficulties will be solved. Even the natural saints cannot do it. Even if they see the world they opened up, problems will arise in hundreds of years. At that time, the world will be as lucky as possible. ”

"Then, there will definitely be someone holding a sword and letting such a world die."

"Then we open up a new era of peace."

"Continuously traveling back and forth, like a man climbing a mountain, like wielding a sword, finally going up. My name is just a swordsman in the world, and finally buried in the dust of the world. However, the sword that will die in the world will last forever, and will be there in all generations. .”

"Is swordsmanship the power itself?"

"As long as you see such a dilemma, you still have the heart to hold a sword and draw a sword."

"As long as you see an invincible person, you still hold the sword in your heart."

"There is no power to tie a chicken, and it is also-"

"Not inferior to my Murong Long Picture Swordsman!"

"Murrong Long maps the fortune of a country among the ten thousand troops today and the vitality of a country is to let everyone in the future know that no matter how huge the gap is, there is still such a sword."

The ancient red dragon listened quietly to Murong Longtu's words.

So the swordsman pointed and swept the front, his white hair rose up and said calmly:

"This is Murong Longtu's last sword in this life."

"Transfer the true meaning of this sword to these sentient beings."

"The sword is aimed at the world."

"I wish all living beings in this world have this sword in their hearts, I wish all the world will have a sword that is unwilling to rise up from generation to generation, I hope that all the people in this world will be swordsmen like my Murong Longtu."

"Red Dragon."

"Look at my sword, how about it?"

A long time later, the ancient red dragon said, "The best."

So the swordsman laughed loudly.

The swords were rumbling in the laughter, but they all stopped slowly.

Murong Longtu's palm loosened, and the green bamboo flew out of the red dragon, shattered in the air. The shattered light was like bamboo leaves, like this majestic sword intent, sprinkled into every place in the world. .

The ancient red dragon opened its mouth.

He felt sad again, but He no longer called the sleeping swordsman. The dragon roar showed its auspicious power, and the sound of the sword sounded throughout the states. The swordsmen raised their heads and saw the sea of ​​clouds tumbling around, like the red gold.

Layered, like a heavenly palace.

There is an ancient red dragon carrying a green-robed swordsman with white hair hanging down his head.

Flying through the world and the world, flying into the clouds.

Never see you again.

(End of this chapter)