Thousand Blades of Death

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After that night, there was one more swordsman fighting in the world, and the name "Juyou Jing" was added to the first-level alert list of Chang'an City.

Later, when people talked about him, they often compared with the swordsmen who entered three times and three times out of Chang'an City. Whether they thought he was more powerful or that swordsman was more powerful, his eyes were full of awe.

Of course, all this is something to say.

Ju He's sword is complete, and Ju Youjing deserves to be a generation of guru-level figures. With a "xuexue", he is pervasive and can instantly kill all enemies.

But Di Renjie could not be killed, because his eyes were clear. Although he couldn't feel how Xue Xue started, Di Renjie knew which direction Xue Xue was heading. There are clues about anything that can be captured, and a little use is like making yourself a god.

"Judgement order."

The red token lights up and a whirlwind rolls up. Di Renjie's vitality shows a specific trajectory by attaching to it, and the power of fine snow is like snow entering the sea without echo.

Juhe cut.

Juyou Jing once again waved his sword. This time, Juyou Jing had little energy left, and his power was too weak. The real-name warrior moved away from the fist with one stroke, and it collided with it, causing ripples in this space.

Ju Youjing took a step back more than ten steps. The legs were weak, and it was about to fall, and put the knife on the ground, which was worthy of support.

The real-name character, who had been hit by Xixue, was immediately collapsed to the ground under the fight, and there was no more power to fight.

There is only one enemy at this time-Di Renjie.

The lonely night was still very noisy, leaving only two people standing. Ju Youjing, whose life is like a candle in the wind, and Di Renjie, who has not completely shot or even been injured, are looking at each other and thinking about what they are like.

Di Renjie is a prudent person. At this time, his strength is no longer available. He no longer has to chase Ju Youjing. It was just that he suddenly remembered the conversation with Saint Emperor Wu Zetian.

"This time the troops should be dispatched on several levels."

"It doesn't matter, pick some people who are not important to Datang even if they die, and let them fight in the army."

Although Di Renjie had doubts, he was accustomed not to ask questions about the orders of the Holy Emperor, but to abide by them.

Now in this situation, he thinks that the Holy Emperor has expected this result. And the deep meaning of this trip, Di Renjie also figured out at this time.

"Ten minutes have passed."

"As long as you persist for ten minutes, this competition will naturally be won by Mr. Orange." Di Renjie said without any expression.

He didn't seem to care about the failure of this siege. No, after figuring out the posthumous idea, he really didn't care anymore. On the contrary, he still had a pleasure that he hadn't seen in a few days.

"You go." Di Renjie said slowly.

So, the figure of Ju Youjing quietly faded out in the night.

It is difficult to speculate on Di Renjie's back. He looked closely at the three tokens in his hand, revealing an imperceptible smile.

Ju Youjing remembered that Ma had fled in the direction of the village where he lived during the day. Now that he is chasing him, he should be able to merge with it.

But Ma Yuan was in front of a mysterious ancient temple at that time, and the ancient temple was tattered, and I didn't know when to appear in front of him.

Strangely, no matter which direction he left, he would always come back here again.

"Those officers and soldiers are chasing you. Take this path, where the terrain is complicated, and the mist is filled, the chance of escape is greater."

Not far from the village entrance, a middle-aged man pulled Ma Yuan and told him this strange place.

When the middle-aged man saw Ma Yuan, the orange Youjing who was supposed to be with him disappeared, and with Ma Yuan's miserable face, he couldn't help but have a bad guess, and felt compassion for the young man in his heart.

It's just that the struggle of the grown-ups cannot be controlled by these humble people. A middle-aged man cannot protect Ma Yuan. All he can do is move Ma Yuan from one dangerous place to another.

Maple Valley.

All the people in the surrounding villages did not come back in the end.

Maple Leaf Valley is always foggy and has a lot of vegetation, and people guess that people who go in are likely to get lost and find no direction and eventually starve to death.

Over time, it became a forbidden area.

But that was Ma Yuan’s only hope to survive. The village was surrounded by soldiers. Once the lineup was set, he waited for Ma to turn.

A 14- to 15-year-old boy could not resist the fierceness of officers and soldiers even if he wanted to. Even if he died in Maple Leaf Valley, it was better than being caught and brutally hurt.

Ma Yuan is a simple person.

He didn't think about it, and regardless of the kindness of the middle-aged man, he did what the middle-aged man said.

Going into the indicated path, he quickly found a clearly strange place and drilled into it.

So, like he was **** by this ancient temple, he could not walk out for a long time.

"This is obviously asking me to go in, but I don't want to enter." Ma Yuan thought, a little angry.

"What a ghost temple."

When Ma Yuan saw this thing for the 20th time, he insisted on giving up completely.

If you don’t go in, I’m afraid that the fog will not get out of the canyon.

Thinking like this, Ma Yuan simply stepped into the ancient temple.

The exterior of this ancient temple is tattered and the interior is naturally not going to be any better.

The smell of dust is strong, and Ma Yuan can feel a soft layer by gently stepping on his feet. Things seem to rot for a long time.

Ma Yuan covered his nose and walked inside, becoming darker, but barely still able to see it.

Suddenly, Ma Yuan's sight was immediately attracted to something. Those were the two long swords that were close together, lying in the corner like a sleep.

The things around him have already decayed. Only these two swords, the sharp edges of the sword body are as bright as electro-optical, and they are still intact.

This is naturally not mortal.

As Ma Yuan approached the wonder, an old voice stopped him.

"Child, you are far away from these things."

Looking around, Ma Yuan found out that it was a skeleton and talked.

Strongly holding back the fear in his heart, Ma Yuan carefully observed the skeleton, which was also covered with thick dust.

Because talking to Ma Yuan, he moved his jawbone, and there was smoke around him, which was a bit choking.

Ma Yuan wanted to offend, immediately bowed down, and asked for compensation. But this time, the skeleton made no sound.

Just when Ma Yuan was suspicious, he thought that he would return here no matter how he went. Could it be that this skeleton means or what it knew.

So I asked again.

The skeleton smiled this time,

"Maple Leaf Valley, also known as the Forbidden God Land, has countless phantom formations. What is deep inside the human heart, the fog of Maple Leaf Valley will make people see."

"Don't you know that this is the first temple of Chu Han, Maple Leaf Lishi Temple?"

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