This Swordsman Is Too Steady

Latest website: Lu Qingshan, who left the Dome City and got rid of the inspection mission, had a feeling in his heart that the sky is high and the birds are flying, and the sea is leaping.

The scope of the Fourteen Cities is very large, but for Jian Xiu, it is too small.

It is impossible to pass by the front lines if you want to go deep into the demonic zone.

At this time, above the front line, the two clans of humans and demons were garrisoned with millions of soldiers, and the war was fierce. It was impossible for him to be a monk of the Sixth Realm to pass straight through the Ten Thousand Army.

Detour is the only option.

Although there is a detour, there is no need to delay too much time.

Lu Qingshan just copied how the demons bypassed the frontline battlefield and entered the rear area of ​​the human race.

The demon’s blockade of the airspace and defense lines certainly exist.

But it is not difficult to escape the air blockade of the demons.

In the open space and vast territory, even with the huge number of people like the demons, it is impossible to completely block the airspace.

The Mozu also couldn’t mobilize too many manpower.

Their big family is good, but at the same time they are also big and they have too many things to do.

Therefore, the airspace blockade is only to prevent large-scale human monks. There is really not much defense against the infiltration of the combination of Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan.

At the speed of Lu Qingshan at this time, even if he was carrying Mo Yan, he still easily bypassed the defense line extending from the three cities of Oxhorn, Tiger Head, and Horseshoe in the evening, and entered the area occupied by the demons.

At such a speed, even seven-level cultivators would be ashamed of it.

After crossing the front line, Lu Qingshan paused for a while, carefully felt the source of that wave of fluctuations, and then started again, continuing to fly toward the west at an unabated speed.

The more he moved towards the west, the scene of the ground under his feet became more devastated.

After the demons entered the country, they slaughtered wildly. Walking along the road, there were skinny and hungry corpses hanging on the tree and covered in crows. Lu Qingshan didn’t know how many he saw.

The burning city, the black smoke rising from the golden rice fields and wheat waves, is a scene of turmoil.

In addition to the demons, in the entire demonic area, there are small strands of monster beasts that emerge like locusts after autumn, circling everywhere.

On the way, Lu Qingshan also saw a lot of Mozu troops moving eastward.

All of these are drawn from the Infinite Realm continuously by the Demon Race, and they are also the support of the Demon Race to invade the spirit.

For these demons, Lu Qingshan only glanced at it from a distance, and didn’t get too close.

“Lu Qingshan, it’s so heavy water vapor,” Gu Yiyi, who has always been lazy, woke up from a rest and didn’t know the situation. He asked in a daze, with a little excitement in his voice, “Where are you?”

“No, that’s not water.” Lu Qingshan took it back from the ground without a trace.

There, a group of monster beasts filled with devilish energy were marching towards the east.

“That’s tears…”

Lu Qingshan said, “There is still blood.”

…………

Into the night.

It has been more than six hours since Lu Qingshan left the Dome City.

It’s winter.

Snow flies and floats, wrapping a thin layer on the scarlet to black ground.

When you step on the ground like this, you can hear a crisp creaking sound.

Pouch.

Li Si drew the long sword in his hand from Mo Xiu’s heart.

The blood sputtered out from the blood hole opened by the sword.

His eyes were very cold.

Obviously this kind of scene has been experienced many times, causing him to be a little numb.

He held the long sword, looked at the Mo Xiu who was surrounded by his companions, tugged at the corner of his mouth, and muttered in his heart.

To kill people, we still have to be repaired by our swords.

“I’ll help you!” He gave a soft drink.

That magic repair was only a fifth-rank realm, but he was victorious in a rough-skinned and thick-skinned person. At this time, he didn’t have much resistance, and he just relied on his flesh to resist.

The other cultivators surrounding this demon cultivator heard Li Si’s soft shout, and immediately understood what he meant, leaving a gap in their hearts.

Li Si followed this gap with a right sword, overwhelmingly defensible, and pierced the center of the eyebrows of the demon repair.

…….

In this sudden encounter, the human monks won a complete victory.

After quickly cleaning the battlefield and cleaning up the traces, they were about to leave, suddenly Li’s eyes condensed.

In the snow, he saw a wild deer hiding behind a stone, looking left and right.

I don’t know what he thought of, Li Si’s heart moved slightly, and a sword gas burst out from his fingertips, shooting out like a sharp arrow.

puff!

Yezhangzi fell to the ground in response.

Li Si smiled with satisfaction.

“Li Si, bring game to your girl again.” The companion joked with a smile.

Li Si shook his head and cursed with a smile: “My girl, don’t talk nonsense.”

While speaking, he stepped forward to pick up the wild deer, “Go, go back.”

…….

After a few hours.

Li Si and his party joined the other companions.

This is a very strange team.

Eight or nine monks who were already very old, and a team of hundreds of ragged mortals.

Seeing Li Si and his party returning, the monks here quickly gathered around and asked anxiously: “What’s the situation?”

“It is generally safe. The Demon Race does not march here, but we encountered a few wandering demon cubs on the road. We slaughtered all of them easily.” Li Si barked his teeth and said.

“That’s good.” The questioning monk breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the cultivator who was questioning suddenly dropped his eyes slightly, and then he showed a meaningful smile.

Li Si also felt that there was movement around him, and looked down, only to see a small hand gripping the corner of his clothes tightly.

It was a dirty little face, with dark skin, but the same dark eyeballs were extremely agile and watery.

“Don’t be afraid, in a few days, we will be in a safe place.” Li Si, who was childless and childless, comforted the little girl with a soft voice that he had never seen several times in his life.

The little girl shook her head, indicating that she was not afraid.

But his eyes were shiny, staring at the wild deer in Li Si’s hand, his eyes looked like a little rabbit seeing carrots, cute and pitiful.

Seeing this scene, the fellow monk couldn’t help but say: “Li Si, it is understandable to kill the devil boy easily. This wild deer didn’t make any mistakes. Why did you kill him? People have no reason to say.”

“Who said it did not make a mistake, it was its fault to grow so fat.” Another monk leaned forward and teased.

The others couldn’t help but laugh.

“Ahem…” Li Si Lao blushed, but didn’t excuse anything. He just stretched out his big hand and touched the girl’s head, and then shouted to the companion on the side: “Don’t patronize the show. , Help me roast this wild deer.”

“Li Si, my fire method is used to kill the enemy, not to grill your girl.” The named companion said dissatisfied.

“Don’t give me the things that I don’t have,” Li Si threw the wild deer to his companions, and at the same time exhorted: “Remember to turn down the fire this time. The meeting will be burnt, and you will be blowing yourself all the time. The spell is controlled to the slightest, even roasting meat is not good enough, so your grandma is not good at it.”

“You don’t know if you ask me to do something to be polite…” the companion murmured, but his hands moved honestly.

……..

After a while, the wild deer was roasted, and the steamed deer meat made the girl laugh happily.

But the little girl did not feast on it immediately, but bowed to Li Si to express her gratitude.

Then she hopped into the crowd holding the wild deer, and first distributed the deer meat to the other elderly people.

“Her family was killed, and now she is a young girl. You have no children in your life. You just look at each other again,” a fellow monk walked to Li Si’s side and whispered: “If we could take They safely leave the demon-occupied area and return to the human domain. I think you can simply adopt her.”

“Although she is dumb, it is not a big deal with our abilities. Finding a spiritual practitioner should be able to heal her at that time.”

“At this age, can there be a girl calling you father, okay?”

Li Si was told by his companions that there was a smile on his face, as if he had seen the scene and was a little emotional, but soon he calmed down again, shook his head and said: “You can leave here safely.”

“It’s not a great situation?” The companion quickly asked when he noticed something.

“Although we walked exclusively on remote trails and bypassed the marching route of the demon army, have you noticed that recently our scout team has encountered more and more frequent stray demon repairs outside?”

Scout, for the monk, is a term that is already a bit strange.

The ordinary army moves forward, and it is necessary to scout this unit in order to avoid a sudden attack by the enemy.

But for monks, the scout’s statement is rare.

Because mortals and monks are not actually the same species anymore, the difference is too big.

An ordinary army marching, a hundred miles a day is considered fast.

At this speed, the scouts galloped, much faster than the army, so they could run far enough to detect intelligence and return safely.

But the monks marched forward, like a fast-moving interstellar fleet, coupled with the monks’ divine sense detection range is extremely wide, if the scouts are released, then what kind of monks should be sent becomes a problem.

For those with a low cultivation base, the speed of escape is not enough, or even less than the speed of the army, and they cannot disperse too much in a large area. How to scout?

For those with a high cultivation base, escape speed is enough, but…

How can a marshal be a scout?

The real scouts in the first half are usually to let Jian Xiu or Ming Xiu investigate the surrounding situation.

Said it was a probe, but it was half a probe and half a dozen.

As for Li Si, this time he has taken up this occupation that is considered to be a little experienced for him.

But this time, the role of this scout is extremely important.

Li Si looked at his surrounding companions, thinking in a daze.

He didn’t know any of these companions a few days ago.

Because not long ago, as “veterans” who retired from Longcheng Pass, they were in different states of Zhongling, and they had no intersection with each other.

Later, the evacuated Feizhou came to their respective hometowns with a requisition order.

Next, they set off, taking their own buddies, and gathered at their own expense from all corners of the country to the frontline battlefield in the west.

They are not “regular troops”, their cultivation bases are not outstanding, they are still old, they don’t know who their companions are, and they don’t know exactly where the battlefield is.

Logically speaking, this is a very blind action.

But for this war, it is not.

This is a war related to the survival of the entire spirit, a battle between the Dao and Demon.

So everyone is a regular army, and every middle spirit monk encountered on the road is a companion and a comrade-in-arms.

Therefore, even if they do not know each other, they can quickly become comrades-in-arms after meeting.

As for the battlefield?

Where there is an enemy, there is a battlefield.

Adhering to this idea, they plunged headlong into this area.

Their actions are even faster than Jianzong.

When they first arrived here, they still focused on finding the demonic repairs who killed them.

After all, they are not many, and they are not organized, and they can only engage in ambushes and catch soft persimmons.

Subsequently, the demons crossed the border like locusts.

Wherever he went, it was slaughter.

The demons need a stable rear, but they also need to vent. They need to stimulate the tyranny and killing intent in the hearts of all demons.

So in the beginning, the demons were not prepared to leave a living mouth in their occupied area.

The battle of Dao Demon has always been cruel.

Li Si met these refugees on the way back.

This is the people from a small village. They managed to avoid the first wave of the demon army’s cleaning, and then staggered trying to escape to safety.

But at this time the demons are everywhere in this area. Where can these people who have not even left their villages in their entire lives escape?

They had just walked for dozens of miles before they ran into a demon beast that was stalking.

When Li Si arrived, these people were only old and weak, women and children-facing the almost invincible monsters, adult men stood up timidly and bravely, using their lives to fight for their relatives to escape.

In fact, the effect is not great.

If Li Si hadn’t arrived in time, those men wouldn’t be able to save their relatives no matter how aggressive they were.

But Li Si came.

So the sacrifice of those men is worth it.

Li Si killed the monster beast. Facing the more than a hundred in rags, he looked at his compatriot with a cautious but hopeful gaze. From that moment on, he knew that his mission was no longer to kill Shan Moxiu. Instead, he tried his best to take them out of the demonic area.

This is destined to be an extremely difficult road.

These refugees have no cultivation base, can’t perform escape techniques, can only walk, and can’t walk dozens of miles in a day.

In addition to such a large number of people, it is not easy to conceal it. Just eating and drinking is a big problem-Li Si, who has long been bigu, has no mortal food in the mustard seeds.

Fortunately, he met these companions again.

Among the mustard seeds of one of the companions, there were also a few bottles of Bigu Dan that he didn’t remember when he put it. Finally, everyone’s eating and drinking problems were solved.

The only problem they have now is how to take these refugees who have no hands and go through this vast minefield and enter the safe zone.

They didn’t have a flying boat, so they chose a stupid way. The monks were used as scouts to explore the road ahead, and after confirming safety, they brought these refugees to follow.

As if crossing the river by touching the stones, step by step to explore the safe area.

“What do you mean?” the companion warned.

Li Si shook his head, “I can’t tell you the specifics, but I always have a bad feeling.”

“Change the way,” he thought for a while, then suddenly said, “I’ll go to the Minshan road again.”

“You rest, I’ll go.” The companion took the initiative to live.

Li Si waved his hand, “It’s better for me to come, you can’t do things as neatly as I am.”

The companion curled his lips without refuting.

Whether it’s killing the enemy or escaping quickly, they really can’t compare with the old Jianxiu who has experienced many battles.

This is their profession.

……….

Minshan.

A pale white crescent appeared in the sky, and the wind and snow whirred, causing the robe on Li Si to whistle.

From time to time, branches are overwhelmed and crushed, and snow is falling.

Li Si stepped on the snow, printed one by one, and then soon would be covered by new snow.

The task of the scout is not simple. In addition to detecting the danger, he also has to walk the road with his feet to see if it is suitable for mortals.

At the next moment, Li Si seemed to have discovered something, and his footsteps stopped abruptly.

He slowly turned around.

There, a behemoth 20 feet tall stood there, covered with bright red scales, like a bright red armor.

Its lantern-like eyes glowed with ferocious and fierce light and looked at Li Si coldly.

His eyes were full of tyranny and contempt like looking at ants.

The breath is extremely frightening.

Horror, hideous, tyrannical, powerful.

Sixth-Rank Red Scale Demon.

Li Si, who was no more than six feet tall, was wearing a thin gown, and his posture was even a little rickety. His hair was black and white, and he kept shaking with the fluttering snow.

His face is full of folds that represent age, and his cultivation is only five levels.

It was like a military commander wearing a gorgeous armor and a naked old man facing each other in the distance. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The rickety old Jianxiu summoned his natal sword, spit in the palm of his palm, held the long sword tightly, and straightened his body again.

The long sword cried clankly.

Then, he raised his head and pointed his sword straight at the monster not far away.

The two looked at each other in the air, their eyes collided.

One side is tyrannical, and the other is calm as ice.

Deep mountains, flying snow, flame-like monsters.

Dark night, waning moon, killing intent like ice and snow.

“Devil boy…”

Li Si’s voice was colder than Bingxue, just like his long sword.

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