LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 7 I'm Not Dead Yet
Cut the sky.
As the two words fell, the world was torn apart in an instant.
Within twenty feet, more than a hundred fiery red sword qi as thick as the mouth of a bowl were intertwined into a net.
Suddenly, the sword qi expanded sixty feet.
The battlefield seemed to have become a red cage, and the heavy armored cavalry that rushed forward hundreds of times died instantly.
The unfortunate infantry shield soldier who was in contact with the sword energy seemed to have hit a hot iron block, and his body was chirping.
"retreat!!"
The main general was horrified, his voice trembled violently, and the terrifying killing Fa Weijian was filled with scarlet sword energy within his line of sight.
And Tuoba Weiyang almost fainted from fright, panicked and ran away with the horse, but the horse couldn't move like it was rooted.
At the last moment of her life, she saw the man standing against the wall, the majestic and vicissitudes of Qiuci City, and the dense corpses.
A wisp of sword energy rushed towards her, and her snow-white face instantly bulged with red blood vessels, squirming like red worms, her proud long legs were cut off by the sword energy, and her heart was smashed into powder.
A journey that she thought she was going to win, turned out to be her burial place.
boom!
The bronze sword slammed into six pieces, as if it was the last eruption, the blood-red sword energy expanded thirty feet outward, and the fleeing enemy bandits died one after another.
An abyss was opened up in the middle of the battlefield, the yellow sand could not be approached, and the remaining sword qi lingered at the bottom of the abyss.
"The most domineering sword..." The master stood quietly on the horse like a sculpture, smiled wryly at the burning flesh and blood in his chest, and fell silently to the ground.
The battlefield filled with red sword energy gradually returned to dim yellow, and at the moment when the sword energy subsided, hundreds of fish escaped with injuries.
There was a dead silence outside the city, the loess was thick, and everything gradually became blurred when the Golden Wuxi fell.
Barbarian flags that symbolize glory are soaked in blood and sand, and there are entangled corpses everywhere, stacked like hills.
The desert was so quiet, so quiet that Gu Changan seemed to be in the underworld, and he was finally able to lie down and rest.
The corpses lay all over the place, and the severed limbs lay all over the place, and the man fell beside the city wall.
He is too tired and needs a long sleep, a long sleep that will never be disturbed by the world.
I don't know how long it took, birds and crows circled in the sky, wild wolves were feasting on the flesh and blood of corpses, and groups of black eagles swooped down to feast.
A black eagle stared at Gu Changan's corpse, spread its wings and landed beside him, its sharp claws about to strangle his neck.
"I'm not dead yet." Gu Changan opened his tired eyes and flicked the hook lightly.
The black eagle is afraid of the strong blood evil spirit, and rushes to the next target to eat.
Gu Changan struggled to get up and leaned against the city wall. The blood hole in his chest had disappeared, leaving only a scar the size of a fingernail, which happened to be in the shape of a tinder.
"I can still live with one breath, and I don't know if it's luck or sadness." He tore off the rotten armor, and the white robe was dyed red like a blood-colored sacrificial dress.
Gu Changan probably understood the reason.
When he kills the enemy, he becomes stronger, and as he destroys the barbarian army with his own hands, he has vitality again.
And a tinder was reborn in the body, this time not in the chest, but shifted to the shoulder bone.
Maybe reach the wrist one day, or be born directly in the sword, so that you don't have to kill yourself.
"It's a pity this sword."
The bronze sword that was used to being easy to handle fell apart, and Gu Changan's eyes had a hint of reluctance.
I don't know when, the old and the weak, women and children walked to the gate of the city, all staring at the twenty-year-old child with tears in their eyes.
The rich smell of blood permeated the heaven and the earth, the dense corpses piled up like mountains, the blood pooled into small streams, and there was a terrifying fiery red abyss.
Chang'an fought against the barbarian army by himself.
He is like a star in the dark night,
Leading the lonely city through the darkest years.
"It's easy." Gu Changan looked at them indifferently.
"Chang'an..." The old man with the broken arm had tears in his eyes, looking up at the sky and murmured:
"There has never been God's blessing on Huaxia, and there has never been Han Zuo Yongchang, but someone is sticking to it..."
"Hold on, hold on, Shenzhou Central Plains, you are all ashamed of Gu Changan."
Looking at the corpses, he felt sad and couldn't help himself.
One person alone killed at least 2,000 barbarians. This is such a shocking achievement. Chang'an should enjoy the praise of the world, Chang'an should receive the imperial decree in the Golden Palace, and Chang'an should be enthroned in Dan Chi.
But now, this child is quietly leaning against the city wall, where did the red carpet ribbons come from, and where did the firecrackers and drums come from.
Liu Shang, you must climb to Chang'an and tell the world that there is a lonely city here, and there is a twenty-year-old child named Gu Chang'an.
"Grandpa Qin, carve me a wooden sword. You are very skilled."
Gu Changan raised his eyes and looked at the thin, lame, white-haired old man in the crowd, who was also the only carpenter in Qiuci City.
The bronze sword is the same as the wooden sword, the power of the sword does not lie in the sword itself.
"Alright alright..." The old carpenter said ok three times in a row, wriggling his lips before he stopped, and said sadly:
"Chang'an, when will these days come to an end, you are too tired, you should leave the Western Regions."
Gu Changan got up and paced, even though he was wearing a robe stained with blood, he still walked calmly and gracefully.
"Where am I going to be tired? Killing enemies is just like you do carpentry. It's easy to get used to."
After a pause, he spoke softly, perhaps also awakening his tired mental will.
"Maybe one day, I will lose my courage and this lonely city will fall into the hands of barbarians, but not today."
"Maybe one day, the Divine Continent will collapse, and the Chinese civilization will also be destroyed, but it is definitely not today."
"At least today, I will fight to the death to protect the fragile but indestructible faith."
"Born in Qiuci, died in Qiuci, this is my mission, Gu Changan."
After he finished speaking, he headed towards Wanglou as usual. For him, after killing a wave of barbarians, he would start over and wait for the next wave of enemy bandits.
"That's right, remember to pour the blood into the abyss before burning the corpse."
He walked on the stone stairs at the top of the city, not forgetting to remind the elders.
Nourishing the wooden sword with the blood of the enemy may be even more powerful.
In fact, through the movements of the enemy bandits wielding their swords, he could see that this group of people were all armed with martial arts, which did not match the history in his memory.
History has been turned upside down, but Gu Changan will still proceed in his own way.
"Brother Gu!!"
A girl with a braid of sheep's horns ran over, spread out her tender palms like offering a treasure, and there were more than a dozen toffees lying quietly inside.
"I found it on the corpse, you can taste it." The girl raised her dark face, and her eyes narrowed as she laughed.
The blood on the toffee was wiped clean, and there was a faint fragrance, which should be the snack carried by the county owner.
Gu Changan put the toffee in his mouth, it was fresh and sweet. He imitated the girl's movements and licked it a few times. It felt funny, and the two looked at each other and laughed.