Who cares if there are tens of millions of enemies? With the wounds all over his body and the blood from his two swords, Qian showed Yin'er how Zhuge's army turned from a windy forest and a volcano into a mess!

The enemy is uniform. In other words, one move can affect the whole body. Therefore, the key to defeating more with less is to induce even a momentary flaw in one person among tens of millions of people. An embankment of thousands of miles will be destroyed by an ant nest!

Thousands of troops only ended up riddled with holes. Zhuge's army suddenly fled.

Yin'er couldn't control her nervous breathing and looked back sadly at Qian's bloodless face. That was the face she felt most distressed about. He was handsome and pale. His magnanimity made her drunk, and his sword-like intent inspired the man she admired.

She didn't have any good looks, which was enough for her to follow him wholeheartedly, but she had a face that made her pity, and a smile, and when he praised her as the leader of the alliance, he was a little hypocritical and a little gentle in every word.

Words, every move...

Yin'er originally thought that the retreat of Zhuge's army would give Shengnan some breathing space, but she didn't expect that when she turned her head and stared at him, she found that he had not agreed to allow Zhuge's army to retreat like this!

Shengnan was seriously injured as a result of the two swords not obeying his command. In the bloody battle just now, he had gradually successfully regained control of the two swords in his hands, and gradually became one with the sword. What was abnormal was that,

After becoming one, he became more and more excited as he fought...

He doesn't want this battle to end!? Thinking of this, Yin'er suddenly felt horrified - so, Shengnan now is not defending at all, not confronting the enemy in battle, but looking for enemies to fight, fight with, and kill!

?What’s wrong with him? Why is he so abnormal?! Normally, that’s all. Why would he ride a horse and carry a sword to pursue the victory when he might not be able to protect himself??

"Shengnan, stop!" Before she could stop him, Yin'er saw for the first time with her own eyes the evil about the Yinhen Knife. Yes, it turns out that the evil about the Yinhen Knife was not a legend! When Shengnan became Lin Qian,

The fighting thoughts in the Yinhen Knife cannot be locked with any lock! It is Shengnan Jing's unparalleled sword skills that help the Yinhen Knife complete the killing it wants, but it continues to dig into Shengnan regardless of what Shengnan is thinking.

combat power!

"Wake up, Shengnan, don't kill anymore!" She tried her best to pull on his sleeves to stop his killing. He suddenly woke up, reined in his horse, and threw the sword out without control, without changing his fighting spirit.

Sweep the defeated army straight away!

When Lin Feng saw this scene, he was completely surprised and immediately chased away, only to see the long knife falling into the depths of the demon army. At the same time, he continued to listen to Zhuge Qi's order: "Take the Drinking Hate Knife!" They collapsed.

The demonic army gathered together again in an instant, and immediately surrounded the Yinhen Dao. They were about to take the knife back and sacrifice it to Zhuge Qi!

The crowded demon army suddenly separated Qian and Yinhen Dao from inside and outside.

"I want to see who has the guts!" Qian sneered. With his fighting spirit still burning, he broke through the siege of the demon army that he thought was solid. In an instant, he rode his horse into the game. At that moment, he rushed out from the diagonal road.

A group of stubborn generals came to stop him with swords and spears. When Qian was defending the enemy with one sword and had no time to think about the sword, there was actually a devil who was not afraid of death and tried to pick up the Yinhen sword. With lightning and flint, Yin'er kicked the devil directly.

The person was kicked away, and the Xiyin Sword was placed in front of the formation. Although he had not recovered his strength, his tone did not change his threat: "Whoever dares to take the Drinking Hate Sword, I will wait here with this sword!"

After repelling the surrounding demons, Shengnan suddenly found that the demon general in black robes with a dull expression was still at the front of the crowd. The black demon was intact and had no wounds. However, in his memory, Shengnan had already killed him.

He saw him twice, each time with his own eyes, as his head was missing... Why couldn't he be killed?

An endless army, an endless army...could it mean that he cannot be killed? Every time he kills one, Lin Qian resurrects another, so as the Ship King said, the more he kills, the more he kills, and the more he kills, the more he kills.

powerful?

Shengnan's physical strength is on the verge of exhaustion. Disasters never come alone. His injuries are getting worse, and it is difficult to tame the Drinking Hatsword. His Yin'er is highly poisonous, and his enemies have increased from hundreds to thousands to tens of thousands.

He was resurrected from the dead inexplicably... However, isn't the sorrow and harsh environment the birthplace of the fighting power of the Drinking Hate Sword?

"Lin Qian, why bother to resist in a corner? You are definitely defeated! I will never be able to kill all of Zhuge Qi's troops."

Zhuge's army attacked again when Shengnan and Yinhen Dao were in greatest conflict, blocking Shengnan and Yin'er's journey. This third time, they killed more enemies than the previous two times, and their formations were more complex.

It was so perfect that it was unbelievable, but had to be believed. Shengnan could see at a glance that the tens of thousands of troops were in several formations in the ancient formation. The troops were densely packed and difficult to separate. Naturally, a hard battle was unavoidable. However, he was already exhausted.

Can he break through a higher level of obstacles...

This catastrophe clearly told Yin'er, who had just begun to recover her strength, that death was so close to Shengnan for the first time. Being close to Shengnan was not far away from him.

But thinking optimistically, tens of thousands of people are going to devour them mercilessly. These tens of thousands of people should also be witnesses of the two of them sharing life and death. Yin'er smiled slightly, raised the Xiyin Sword, and naughtily pointed it at the Drinking Hate Knife on the ground.

He said: "This sword is meant to beat you. Who taught you to be so disobedient!"

Shengnan, who looked at death as if he were home, and still had a childlike innocence, couldn't help but laugh even though he didn't want to laugh. Yin'er, Yin'er, you can always make me forget the occasion when I'm in the most critical moment. That's it.

In front of the extremely vicious demons, you beat the sword with your sword. Do you know that my heart is hanging and falling? Shengnan felt happy, and for the first time, he laughed happily in front of the battle without concealing it.

How could there be such lofty sentiments and thrilling laughter? A group of newly arrived troops looked at each other and did not dare to act rashly. However, there were more than a thousand powerful enemies who seemed not to have heard or witnessed it, but were still at war with each other.

"Sheng Nan..." Yin'er, who pretended not to be afraid of anything, realized that this time might be a disaster, and if she didn't say a word, it might lead to the next life... Thinking about it, she couldn't help but start to feel sad. She hated her for her past.

She was always impulsive, so she was caught by Mu Er, and she hated him even more for taking her too seriously and taking risks for her sake, which led to her encountering this disaster. She had mixed feelings for a while, ignoring the existence of the enemies around her, and wanted to do something in the chaos of war.

The first and last confession in life, those words are, Shengnan, I am Nianxi, I am your woman Lin Qian, Lin Nianxi...

Tears, in silence, stalemate: "Shengnan, I am... your woman..."

The war is tense, and the arrow has to be fired.

What deserves a beating is that she spoke "your woman" too slowly and procrastinated. He thought he had nothing more to say, so he didn't listen anymore. Just when the demon hesitated, he suddenly dismounted and brought the Hate-Drinking Knife back, then jumped on it instantly, and that's it.

After leaving for a moment and coming back again, Yin'er's confession has gone from beginning to end.

"You can go ahead, but you're afraid you won't be able to kill them all. I'm afraid you won't be able to kill enough!" He shouted sternly. He didn't look like a seriously injured person at all, but the different shades of blood on his clothes made even the devil tremble with fear when he saw them.

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Yin'er blushed in embarrassment, why did she always choose the wrong occasion to express her love? However, if God had arranged that he hadn't heard her words just now, would that sentence be destined to not be her last words?

It seemed to him that he really didn't hear her. Yin'er smiled bitterly. In order to bring back his disobedient long knife, he must not have had time to listen to her. Originally, a man's family should be the first in war, not to mention that it was hers.

Man. Well, let’s not talk about it now. If we talk about it now, wouldn’t it distract him?

"Shengnan, if you are really conflicted, it is better to use the 'King's Sword'." She reminded him in a low voice that Hai's King's Sword can also be used.

Sheng Nan smiled and shook his head, and said softly: "No need. The joke that the Drinking Hate Sword can play on me must have been over. The more I am incompatible with this thing, the more I want to control it."

Yin'er was startled, and it was his unyielding temper that caused the trouble.

The fight never ends.

How could the battlefield with him be so dangerous?

Each battle is more difficult than the last. This time, while fighting against the thousands of troops, he must fight with his weapons first!

If he hadn't witnessed it, Yin'er wouldn't have believed it. When the murderous intent of the Drinking Hate Sword was insufficient, Shengnan would be unable to control it, just like the short sword was disobedient. Once the murderous intent exceeded its limit, it would be too much, and Shengnan would also be unable to control it.

, just like the long knife was thrown away... Shengnan must have discovered it a long time ago. Therefore, during the battles in the Demon Sect in the past few months, he must have tried his best to restrain his fighting spirit and not go too far, so he

Hui said absentmindedly: "We can't go on like this anymore. If we turn into a bloodthirsty maniac, what's the difference between me, Lin Qian, and the Six Owls of the Demon Sect..." Who said he has no enemies in western Guizhou?

My own worst enemy...

At this moment, Yinhen Dao has really restrained his willfulness and is being tamed by Sheng Nan step by step.

He, Lin Qian, doesn't want anything else but the right Drinking Hate Knife!

Just the right Drinking Hate Knife, if it is too strong, it will repel, if it is too little, it will resist, if it is strong, it will be violent, if it is weak, it will be sad, if it is fast, it will be crazy, if it is slow, it will be confused. There is no better state than this! Shengnan understands that this

It was the first time since he obtained the sword manual that he had achieved the perfection he had been pursuing for so long. Although it actually appeared when he was supposed to be the weakest, his heart was unprecedentedly firm, burning not only the desire for war, but also his temper.

, will, even, his blood, his life! This life is meant to be conquered. He has stopped hiding from anything for a long time. Come when you want to come. The harder and crueler the blow, the stronger he will be. In the end,

If you are threatened with death when you are strong, just think of it as nirvana!

Zhuge Jun was like a piece of ink-colored paper that was originally laid flat. It was constantly being struck, washed, shined, and torn by this clear rain light. In the end, not only did the ink fall off, but the paper was also crumpled. This is Qian's

Stubborn and proud, Zhuge has not given orders for a long time. Does Zhuge have any other options? Who else is Zhuge? He has given everything he has, so he can only be considered unlucky!

Qian, who was dying, had an astonishing explosive power in him. Perhaps it was precisely because of his unbearable childhood that he became more and more unable to be defeated when disasters occurred more frequently!

Fighting fiercely every time, saving up every time, always smiling, facing the pain and blood.

Yin'er heartbrokenly supported him. She knew that he could no longer support him. His embrace that was supposed to be hot was getting colder and colder at this moment... However, at this moment, he was still abandoning his body and writing him with a knife.

legend, wandering on both sides of the line of life and death...

The battle between Zhuge Qi and Lin Qian has slipped to a lose-lose ending, and in the end, who will give the fatal blow to whom first...

Gradually, Yin'er's body showed signs of recovery and slowly stopped being soft - yes, Sheng Nan said, whichever side the alliance leader is, victory must belong to which side... Sheng Nan is too tired to fight alone.

, but I can help him fight...

"Who is Zhuge? It's time for you to die!" Yin'er sneered. Once she recovered, she immediately raised the Xiyin Sword to resist the enemy. Immediately Shengnan's long sword was on the left, and she was assisted by the Xiyin Sword on the right. The spiritual illusion was majestic.

The sword swayed the demons. When the light and shadow spread, the Drinking Hate Sword was like a dragon swimming on the plains, holding mountains and swallowing rivers. It exerted its power of heaven, swept through the ages, and traversed eight wastelands. In the past, in Tai'an, his right arm had always been Song Xian, and now

, but it was replaced by the alliance leader. Shengnan smiled reassuringly, the alliance leader is back, which means that the most dangerous time has passed...

As soon as the battle subsided, Shengnan suddenly discovered that among the tens of millions of people in Zhuge's army, many of them had memories in his mind. They were the ones who had been chopped down by him just now. After the battle, several hours had passed.

, the faces of many people are exactly the same as those seen before. One or two may be explainable, but how could it be... all of them will reappear on the battlefield again and again after their heads are separated.

Continue to charge into battle?!

He doesn't believe that there are really soldiers and horses in the world who can't be killed and come back to life again!

As soon as I thought about it, a bold speculation came to my mind - if some of the tens of thousands of generals fighting against me were indeed real swordsmen, but more of them were not armies in the actual sense, but illusions.
Chapter completed!