She said:

"My master has just taken over Kunlun Fairy Pond as the sect resident. As a disciple of the Wangchuan Sect, I am afraid that I will practice there in the future. That is, the sect resident, so I will naturally have to be more majestic.

When I heard stories about paintings, I said that there were mountain-protecting spirit beasts in the Immortal Cave. Your fish is unique. It is born with a Chiwen appearance. No wonder it can stir up the waves of the sea and spread the rain.

The Taoist practice is a little worse, so I can only bully the people in the mortal world.

Forget it.

Seeing that you are so beautiful, taking you back to the mountain gate to be a mountain protector will not be considered a humiliation of the power of my Forget-Chuan Sect. Just be careful that Bai Ling'er's greedy cat will eat you."

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"General, there is no way out!"

Outside Fukuoka Castle, at the foot of Hinata Peak, a samurai with a broken hand rushed to the formation on a horse and said to Ryuma who was eating:

"There are monsters coming from all directions, and our retreat has been cut off."

“As expected.”

Longma curled his lips. This action touched the wound on his face and made the corners of his mouth twitch. He said:

"Five days ago, we set up an ambush and burned thousands of demon soldiers to death with a fire. If they did not retaliate, I would be surprised how many monsters came?"

"I'm afraid of not less than 20,000!"

The crowd replied, and when Longma heard this, a smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, there are more than 100,000 demons. Now that we are leading here 20,000, the pressure on the monk will be much smaller, but..."

Longma stood up and glanced at the position.

The more than 5,000 samurai who went out of the city to fight at night were now less than 3,000 left. They fought with monsters in the mountains outside the city, winning enough time for Fukuoka Castle.

Now, all of these warriors are injured and cannot even get all the horses together, so they can only stay here wither.

"Big guy, this is probably our last fight."

Longma waved the three wild swords in his hand and licked his cracked lips. He was so tired that he even fought with such a great ghost martial artist. There was no need to say how tired ordinary warriors should be.

But even so, these guys still didn't fall behind. Apart from death in battle, they did not choose the second way.

They were willing to fight here with the leader.

They also know that their sacrifices are not meaningless.

Of course, no one will refuse such glory to die if they can exchange their lives for something more important. After all, the romance of warriors is the moment of death as brilliant as fireworks.

That will be the most glorious time of life.

“They are here.”

Longma wanted to say something, but when he heard the neighing, he looked up and saw some strange birds rushing towards the valley with a quack. He had no time to say anything more.

"All warriors, let me kill!"

Sanhuang unsheathed, the Dog God appeared, and the Dragon Horse took something out of his arms and poured it into his mouth.

His face was ferocious, just like a fire ignited. The next moment, as the fierce dog roared, the majestic and fierce giant dog phantom spirit enveloped the body of the dragon horse.

The warriors behind them also drank the decisive wine, used the power of ghost martial arts, and fought with the evil demons who were all over the mountains and the fields.

Longma no longer had any thoughts in his mind.

He faced his future death calmly and used his last courage to implement his morality on this battlefield. He didn't care who the enemy was in front of him.

Monsters are good too.

It's good for ghosts.

He was already trapped in the artistic conception of the day as if he was about to step into tomorrow. The sword in his hand was no longer waving for himself. The sword light flashed and could always bring out a stream of light.

Bright light belongs to the light of the future.

Now, this dark and lightless, let him cut it off with his knife!
Chapter completed!