When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

It was a dream, and the world has not returned for many years.

Flowers bloom and fall, and several years have passed. When I open my eyes, the world has changed a lot.

There is a shortage of grain, minerals, salt and iron, and there are frictions on the border. Finally, a fuse completely ignites the chaos and the three dynasties go to war.

Chaos upon chaos.

It is better to practice a few tricks than to study.

The once stable and wealthy Zhaoyu Town may have run out of luck, and it was ultimately unable to suppress the bad luck.

After the three dynasties went to war, a group of deserters fled and scattered here, burning, killing and looting, which can be said to be merciless.

What they did was infuriating to both humans and gods, because the Lingtian Dynasty treated deserters with only one word, that is, killing.

It was originally a capital crime, so there was no more concern.

There were about a dozen deserters in that group, and most of them were weak soldiers such as cooks on the battlefield, but it did not prevent them from being domineering here.

These more than ten people had seen blood and were ruthless. When they fled, they also took away several blood-stained spears as weapons. Their leader was even luckier and picked up a general's damaged armor!

On a dark and windy night, they sneaked into Zhaoyu Town, burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. When they left, they also abducted several pretty girls.

The war was tight in the front, and almost all the constables and young men in the town went to the front line. After the mayor learned the news, he barely raised a team of more than 30 people.

A kitchen knife was tied to the front of the wooden stick.

Later, they followed the traces to the outside of the town. The group of deserters did not go far, but lit a bonfire in a temple and feasted on the food they had just looted.

There was also a faint cry from a woman inside.

The team of more than 30 people was furious and rushed over angrily, but after all, they had not received training, and the hands holding the "long spear" made of bamboo poles and kitchen knives were shaking faintly.

I thought that with the advantage of numbers, I would be able to scare away the deserters.

The leader of the deserters was also a tough guy. Although his armor was damaged, it still gave people an indescribable sense of oppression when worn.

At this moment, he was full and strong. Seeing that the fighting power in this town was only this kind of stuff, he sneered, not only did he not run, but he took a step forward and roared fiercely.

His voice was powerful.

This roar scared more than 30 people in the town and made them retreat several steps, causing the deserters to laugh and sneer.

A deserter who was born a leper whistled arrogantly and grabbed a little girl and touched her all over.

The girl cried for help.

On this side of the town, a middle-aged man could no longer bear it and wanted to fire the first shot. He couldn't let these deserters look down on him.

Who knew that after rushing out two steps, the leader of the deserters was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and stabbed with a spear!

Directly pierced through the chest.

With this, the team that had been organized with great difficulty in the town was on the verge of collapse.

The fighting spirit was completely strangled.

Then, amid the mockery of the deserters and the cry for help from the woman, they fled back to the town in a panic.

The deserters looked at their backs and mocked them mercilessly, saying that they were really a bunch of cowards.

However, when they said this, they had completely forgotten that they had also fled from the battlefield in a hurry.

After returning to the town, the mayor was so ashamed that he had a high fever the next day. He had a high fever for three consecutive days and always said that he could hear the woman crying in the middle of the night. Finally, he died with hatred.

The mayor's son, who had studied for a few years, passed the examination and became a scholar. He had a reputation, so he was exempted from military service. Later, when the world became chaotic, he learned a few tricks from several jianghu people. When the mayor died, he had to take over.

The deserters should have left after the looting, but since the fight that day, they knew that Zhaoyu Town was a soft persimmon, so the deserter leader gave up the idea of ​​leaving.

He planned to become a bandit and set up a stronghold here!

A deserter had learned some Feng Shui and physiognomy, and his eyes lit up when he heard this. He immediately flattered him and said, "Boss, you have the ability to dominate the troubled times."

He looked around and finally chose a small hill with a wide view and a Feng Shui treasure land.

It was the most suitable place to build a stronghold.

A few years passed.

They really built this mountain bandit stronghold.

They accepted deserters, desperate people, etc., and the number of people gradually expanded from more than ten to more than fifty.

And the Zhaoyu Town was in trouble. Facing the bandits coming down the mountain, they had no room to fight back at all.

Some wealthy merchants in the town had already surrendered to the bandits and voluntarily handed over a certain amount of food and silver every month.

A few more years passed.

The once wealthy town is gone forever.

Even the "Zhaoyu Stone" was snatched away by the bandits and thrown into the river.

The beautiful tailor shop owner was also captured and taken to the mountain early to serve as a wife.

There are rumors in the town that the woman could not bear the humiliation and tried to escape several times. Finally, she was caught and tied to a huge rock and thrown directly into the river.

The people in the town were shocked and scared. They were already afraid of bandits.

Time passed.

The current mayor sold all his belongings.

He was determined to fight the bandits to the death.

He recruited some friends from the rivers and lakes to form a bandit suppression team. There were not many people, but some of them had excellent kung fu. They not only cultivated internal strength, but also mastered gun skills. They were famous chivalrous guests in the rivers and lakes.

The bandit suppression operation began.

A group of people fought with the bandits. Thanks to the high martial arts of several Jianghu guests, although they were outnumbered by the mountain bandits, they still had the advantage.

But soon, something unexpected happened.

The bandit leader took off his armor, picked up the machete, and started playing with the knife.

His aura was fierce, his sword skills were superb, and his martial arts skills were even higher than that of the Jianghu guest.

A few times back and forth.

The great hero Zhou, who was famous in the world and was known as one of the heroes, two swords and three punches, was actually cut red with several swords.

His fiancée, a girl from the Erling sect who came with him, screamed in disbelief.

This bandit's sword skills were learned from nowhere, and they were very strange and cunning, as if he was teasing the knight named Zhou, and he still didn't understand his life.

The woman from the Erling sect couldn't sit still and ran to help. The two of them faced the enemy at the same time, but they were still no match.

It turns out that this bandit leader has had some strange encounters in recent years, and his sword skills have improved so much that he can start a sect even if he joins the martial arts world.

Just as several people were fighting fiercely.

The sound of the swords clashing reached the ground.

Awakened a sleeping man.

He slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, the situation changed dramatically.

There was thunder in the sky.

It lasted eight years.

Late stage of Nascent Soul...

become!