Tiandao doesn't work today

Before dawn, everyone took tens of thousands of people and set off to leave the town.

Head all the way north to Guanggu City.

As for food, Yannu didn't need to make too much, a thousand servings was more than enough.

A portion of horse meat cut into twenty small pieces can keep twenty people hungry for two or three days and make them as energetic as eating century-old wild ginseng.

Many weak people can't even bear this, so they have to let Huang Banyun, Han Tiedao and others use their energy to resolve it and speed up their absorption.

Qigong can quickly degrade the effect of medicine, just like drinking alcohol and using Qigong to quickly relieve hangover.

It's not like Yan Nu has never tried to let people practice martial arts.

But it turned out that he thought too much.

Most of the ordinary people's qualifications and understanding are extremely poor, and they do not know the meridians and acupuncture points.

It would take at least half a year for a normal person to develop Qi from scratch.

Fortunately, among the refugees, about 500 local warriors with martial arts background were able to be picked out. Along the way, using the symbiotic food of Yannu, their skills were improved to a hundred years, and they were able to piece together a militia team with good combat capabilities. .

"It's strange that the original characteristics of this knife are gone."

On the way, Yan Nu was studying the talent in the knife, and found that the knife that took Bald Tang's talent no longer had the characteristics of Gang Qi, True Qi, and Origin.

You must know that he brought two knives, and the characteristics inside them were originally the same.

But now, if he throws away one of them and only wears the one that captured Bald Tang, then he can only use Bald Tang's talent.

Miao Han said lightly: "It seems like what I thought, this knife can only carry the talent of 'one master' at a time."

"When it seizes a new person, all the talents of the previous generation of masters that it confiscated will be overwritten."

Yan Nu scratched his head and said, "Have you thought of it a long time ago?"

Miao Han hummed: "Of course, you must know that the original user of this knife was Shen Intangible."

"Whether he gave the knife to others or not, at least the knife should contain Shen's invisible talent."

"But when you were in the Valley Symbiosis Knife outside Anqiu City, you only had the talent that was taken away from you."

"In terms of music, poetry, etc., you have no spirituality, which shows the problem."

Yan Nu chuckled: "It doesn't matter. There are a lot of knives anyway. It's just that if you want to have more talents, you have to hang one more knife."

"None of Baldy Tang's talents are unusual, only his immortal bone qualifications are of some use."

As long as the current Yan slave wears that sword, it is equivalent to having a piece of immortal bone.

Since the page of the Symbiosis Book of Ten Thousand Arts, Yan Slave has learned spells, but cannot use them.

What is missing is the immortal bones and mana.

"Now you only need to refine your magic power before you can use the art of transforming into flames." Miao Han smiled.

There were six spells written on that page. At first, Yan Nu didn’t even recognize them, he only knew the word ‘flame’.

Later, when I became literate, I realized that one of them was about the art of transforming into flames.

This technique is similar to the techniques of transforming clouds and transforming water. It can turn itself into flames. Theoretically, how much flames can be transformed according to the amount of mana.

In the flame state, there are no vital points to speak of. Attack and defense are integrated. Only by extinguishing 90% of the flames can one be killed.

It can be said that this is the most suitable spell for Yan Slave on one page.

"I know, but I don't know how to cultivate immortality. How can I condense my magic power?" Yan Nu asked.

Miaohan spread his hands and said: "I don't know either. I can only ask the monk to inject mana into your body next time you meet him."

"Well, it's most convenient to adapt directly." Yan Nu nodded.

At this time, Miaohan looked at the outline of the city in the distance and signaled Han Tiedao to stop the team.

At the same time, he said: "Using the art of turning into flames, you can make Yak, I don't see you being able to adapt in a short time."

"After all, this technique has no vital points. On the surface, it is difficult to tell whether you are injured."

Yan Nu thought about it and said, "I know what to do."

Miaohan pulled out his sword: "Okay, I have nothing to teach you about fighting."

"After capturing this city, leave all the people to me. I will ensure their safety."

Yan Nu nodded heavily and took the lead, rushing towards Guanggu City.

…

Guanggu City is in ruins.

Bodies lay scattered in the street, lying on top of each other.

At the four city gates, corpses were piled up as densely as fish scales, and the stench of blood filled the air. There were corpses with mutilated limbs everywhere, and it was impossible to tell who the deceased was.

A huge monster squatted on the inside of the city gate, facing a mountain of corpses and breathing clouds and mist.

He had a bumpy toad head, and his abdomen swelled hugely as he vomited.

Two common people came here and saw the monster from a distance. They were so frightened that they turned around and ran away.

The toad spirit's eyes bulged and widened, and with a flick of its tongue, it shot out more than ten feet away and stuck to one person.

"Brother, save me!"

The man screamed and was sucked into the toad spirit's mouth without any resistance.

His brother looked back and saw this scene, crying and had no choice but to run away.

Fortunately, the toad spirit squatted still and did not pursue him. He just continued to guard the city gate and puffed out smoke.

The Tufa clan joined forces with demons, and many evil spirits followed them. The evil aura on the battlefield and the essence emitted by the corpses were their nourishment.

The city is now in dilapidated condition and extremely miserable even for the scholars who have not escaped.

So that the red dust fire is weak and may be captured by monsters at any time, which can be said to be a panic.

Not to mention running away, if you stay at home, you might suddenly be eaten by a monster.

The man who escaped by chance finally determined that he could not escape from the city. He could only find a dilapidated and deserted hut and go in to search in the hope of finding food.

Ever since Guanggu City was breached six days ago, this place has been like a purgatory.

Tufa's Dasuo took three days and plundered countless wealth and food before he stopped.

In addition to those who were casually killed due to looting, they also captured a large number of people and sent them to Yinma Town.

Despite this, there are still more than 30,000 people surviving in the city, mostly civilians, and a small number of warriors, merchants and nobles...

They each hid themselves and eked out a living.

The surviving people were precarious and ventured out every day to search for food in deserted buildings and ruins.

Even the rich merchants in the past were like this. After suffering this disaster, their families rarely had enough food.

Only a few of them can work for Tufa, raising war horses, smelting weapons, and processing gold, silver, and jade in the center of the city.

In the center of the city lived more than a hundred Bald-haired cavalrymen, all of whom were injured on the battlefield and were chosen to stay and garrison.

After the army left, they stayed in the prefect's mansion and recuperated from their injuries all day long.

Occasionally, he rides his horse in the city to practice his sword skills.

Everything in the city can be taken away, and there is no need to worry about anyone who can resist them.

However, people always have to find a way.

In the south of the city, near the city gate, there was a small dilapidated courtyard, where dozens of warriors gathered.

The leader was a middle-aged scribe. He pulled out his sword and said sternly: "The city is already dead. We must fight to the death for this plan. There is still a glimmer of hope."

"Here."

"It's...Gulu..."

The warriors were sallow and thin, their responses were uneven, and their eyes were staring straight at a big pot in the courtyard.

The cauldron was already boiling, with some white meat tumbling inside.

Seeing the low morale, the middle-aged scribe said in a deep voice: "The food and grass in the city are cut off. I know that you have not eaten rice for several days, so I have prepared a pot of good meat."

"After eating this meal, we will fight our way out of the siege."

A warrior asked in surprise: "Where did your noble lord get this big pot of meat?"

The middle-aged scribe said solemnly: "It is my concubine who is in the pot."

The warriors were stunned: "Why is this noble man like this!"

The middle-aged scribe gritted his teeth and said: "We are in a desperate situation and the only option is to sink the boat. How can we not end up in this situation!"

"If you think this is not enough, I also have a concubine."

As he spoke, he called into the house behind him, and a good-looking woman walked out slowly.

She was dressed simply, her hair was simply tied up, her lips were pale, her body was as weak as wicker, and she looked like she hadn't had enough to eat in several days.

"I can't do anything about national affairs, so I can only support you with my body."

"I also ask you warriors to eat well so that you can kill the thieves."

Her voice was soft and she had a calm smile on her face.

The warriors knelt down sadly: "Madam Gao Yi, we will fight to the death and protect you from the city."

The woman nodded slightly: "Husband, please send me on my way."

After saying that, she slowly took off her clothes and walked towards the cauldron.

The warriors lowered their heads and said nothing, saying that they wanted to fight out of the city, but they all knew that this was impossible.

But rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to eat and fight.

The middle-aged scribe pointed his sword at his concubine, but at this moment, a loud noise came from the city gate.

"boom!"

"Gugua!"

Then there was a huge frog cry, and everyone knew it was the toad spirit guarding the south city gate, and they all looked in the direction of the city gate.

I saw the sound of whirring through the air, and the sound of metal and stone clashing continuously, and the sound was terrifying.

It was also mixed with the toad spirit's screams, and it seemed like a battle was taking place.

"What's wrong?"

"Is someone fighting a toad spirit?"

Everyone was startled and felt the movement. It seemed that there was a world-shaking warrior.

"Boohoo!"

Monsters are coming from all over the city, and questions echo in the air: "Mortal, are you looking for death!"

A heroic voice sounded: "I'm here to take back this city, stop me at your own risk!"

The sound of bang bang bang metal and stone clashing could be heard endlessly, which surprised and delighted everyone in the small courtyard.

"Is there an army coming to rescue us?"

The middle-aged scribes and warriors didn't care much and immediately ran out of the courtyard.

When I came to the street, I saw a young man running like flying into the group of demons.

"What! Just one person?"

They were all dumbfounded. There were twelve monsters in the city, and a shocking warrior dared to come?

"Bang!"

The next moment, they saw the toad spirit being shot to death.

The breath of this gun is amazing and powerful.

"He has ten thousand years of skill!"

Many monsters exclaimed, each one showing off their special skills, exuding an evil aura like wild beasts.

Some took pictures of a huge bear's paw-shaped shadow. Wherever it passed, the force was so strong that the bones on the ground were crushed into powder, like a millstone of flesh and blood.

Another monster shot out hundreds of sharp black feathers, like a rain of arrows, overwhelming the sky.

There was another one that was obviously a wild boar spirit. It had a pair of fangs raised like a magic weapon, zoomed in the air, and struck with an auger.

The young man who entered the city alone rushed forward without any fear.

The shocking spear intent, rushing forward and slamming into it, greatly weakened the power of the spell.

The figure that followed behind him rushed forward through the air, releasing his true energy and striking the magic spell, directly destroying all the bear's paws and feathers.

Occasionally, a fish slipped through the net and left a mark on his body, but it didn't hurt. On the contrary, he didn't even bother to put infuriating body protection afterwards.

The physical body seems to be indestructible, resisting spells, and rushes in front of the monster with overwhelming force.

A spear swept across, and two more monsters exploded into blood mist.

Killing monsters is like killing a chicken. No monster can take a shot from him.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged scribes and the warriors cried with joy and stamped their feet in applause.

"There is a great hero who will kill the demon. We can be saved!"

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p.s: Sorry.