More majestic resentment, more ferocious ghosts... as if there is endless dark side power!

Zhu Weiwo turned around, dragged the spear backwards, and walked away without any sloppiness.

If Kuishan Mountain is said to be a huge boulder rolling down from the top of the mountain, it will roll faster and faster with great momentum.

I wish I was like a bolt of lightning, sweeping across the sky.

In the desperate rush, there was also the sound of rapid conversations.

"Can you please stop saying that the wind is tightening? If you don't know, I'd think you're a bandit!"

"...I am."

…

…

Central Mountain.

Broken limbs and broken arms, blood flying everywhere.

As the last head covered with oil paint rolled down, Dou Zhao, who was holding a knife with one arm, turned around.

The red military uniform he was wearing was no longer the color of blood or clothing.

Chu Yuzhi, who was facing him, was leaning on the ground with his long knife, barely supporting himself, panting.

"No, Chu Yuzhi." Dou Zhao walked in the bloody winding road in front of the mountain, and gently shook the Tianxiao knife. There was no blood on it: "Just this way of using military formations, can you also see it?"

Is it a passing thought? If Wu Ling or Xiang Bei were to control this Maoist army, it would never be to this extent."

There are many objective reasons for the use of Maoist troops.

For example, although Mao Minguo was persuaded by Xiao Shu's eloquent words and was willing to send troops to join the war, he would never surrender his military power to outsiders.

For example, only Xiao Shu understands the language of the Mao people and can communicate with them, but Xiao Shu himself is a disciple of Zongheng and is not familiar with military formations...

But Chu Yuzhi said nothing.

All problems are problems, and all problems have the possibility of being solved, but he and Xiao Shu failed to do their best. This is the biggest fact.

He did not hide his weakness.

He was just panting like this, accumulating his last strength.

Although it may not have any effect.

Xiao Shu is dead, and the Mao Min army has been slaughtered. The only one left, his eyes are still staring at Dou Zhao's neck.

He still has the goal of killing Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao suddenly made up his mind, wiped the blood that suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said, "Xiao Shu from Dan Kingdom, I remember it."

Xiao Shu should certainly be remembered. He was a very outstanding person.

Chu Yuzhi thought this, but still didn't say anything.

His breathing slowly calmed down, feeling the power slowly flowing back from his limbs and bones, feeling a new life after exhausting everything.

He only has one chance.

Now it's in his hand.

Seeing Chu Yuzhi like this, Dou Zhao carefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, slowly lowered his one-arm holding the knife, and said, "You surprise me many times."

He asked directly: "Are you willing to join my Dou family? I can still teach you that form of heavenly punishment."

Chu Yuzhi looked at Dou Zhao and said nothing.

Gather your strength with the sword, and use the sword to see your will.

With a mediocre background, he started out as a soldier. If he really wanted to join any aristocratic family, he already had a future, so why wait until today?

Both Qujia and Zuojia can be good choices.

But taking Guo as his surname is his ambition.

"Understood." Douzhao nodded, then stepped on the ground with his combat boots, and when he bounced back, the sword was close.

brush!

In an instant, the sword's light shone all over the world.

The blazing white light, like thunder and lightning, shines once and then dissipates.

The sound of the knife only sounded once, and then it didn't sound again.

A drop of blood dripped along the blade of the Tianxiao knife.

But Chu Yuzhi disappeared here, even with his sword.

In front of the central mountain, only one person is independent from now on.

The mountain wind hunts, but cannot blow the military uniform.

He Douzhao has a clear goal and is invincible since he entered the mountain and sea realm.

I was tired of looking for Zhu and couldn't find it, so I turned around and swept away my competitors.

Discovering the trap, he deliberately stepped into it, fighting one against three, killing Qu Shunhua, severely injuring Yuetiannu, and Zuo Guangshu. With his injured body, he killed Jiang Wang and left with wounds.

After sustaining multiple injuries, he faced Zhong Liyan and Fan Wushu alone, defeating him by two levels at the cost of his left arm.

Xiao Shu and Chu Yuzhi took advantage of the situation and attracted a thousand and two Mao people warriors. He fought them with one arm and killed them.

Carrying nine pieces of jade into the mountains and seas, the people of Chu held seven pieces. He held it alone and recited it, wading across the river, thinking about the beauty, and cherishing the past.

Already occupying the biggest opportunity in the central mountain.

But it's not enough.

Since Zhu Yan has been lost, he only wants the second way.

If there are seven pieces of jade in the Nine Chapters, he should get seven pieces; if there are eight pieces, he should get eight pieces.

Only in this way can he be worthy of his reputation as Dou Zhao and worthy of the Tianxiao Sword.

At this time, he was standing at the intersection into the mountain, and next to him was the square stone tablet.

This monument is nearly seven feet high and has no unnecessary carvings. The mottled marks on it are the passage of time.

The inscription on the front reads "Mountain in the Center".

The word Tao has its own rhyme, and its breath is majestic and upright.

The back of the stele is different.

At the top are two lines of words, saying

"Gods have their own gods, and ghosts have their own ghosts."

"The song is composed of nine chapters, and the jade embedded in it makes it true."

Below the two lines of words, there is a row of grooves, going down one by one.

There are nine in total, and each groove exactly fits the size of the Jiuzhang jade.

And there are small characters engraved next to each groove.

From top to bottom, they are: "Cherishing the Song", "Wading the River", "Sorrowing", "Thinking", "Huaisha", "Thinking of the Beauty", "Cherishing the Past", "Ode to Orange", "Sorrow"

Return air".

Anyone can hold one of these jade stones to verify it here, and then gain the right to enter the Central Mountain.

It was also the first time for Dou Zhao to come to the Central Mountain, and he didn't know what would happen after entering the mountain. He didn't want to try it in advance.

He stood quietly next to the stone monument, his red clothes shining on the mountain road, looking at the sudden wind and snow in the distance.

Waiting for the opponent who may come.

I don’t know who that person is, or how powerful he is...

But he and his knife are both looking forward to it.

Changes seemed to happen suddenly.

When he raised his eyes, he saw black snow falling like a waterfall from the sky.

And look in front of you

All kinds of evil appearances were showing their teeth and claws. The billowing black tide had covered the field of vision, as if it had surrounded the entire central mountain.

This is obviously a change that exceeds Dou Zhao's expectations.

It was not that he was unaware of the unusual aspects of this world, but he didn't want to pay attention to it. He just wanted to hone his sword skills, walk his own path, and see his own scenery.

But the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. Some things cannot be avoided after all.

Douzhao raised his eyebrows slightly, his majestic sword power was fully developed, and a gap in the sky opened in the "black tide",

It swallowed up a lot of resentment and stirred up the dark tide.

But like a small whirlpool in the lake, the ripples were smoothed out in an instant.
To be continued...