“Master, just there, just in that little hut, do you know what I saw?”
“You should still think about the two words I told you, ruthless, this is the last skill your master can teach you.”
That year in the village.
Zhang San wanted to tell his master what kind of scene he saw in a certain room.
However, the master was very cold.
So the master didn't actually know.
No one knew what Zhang San saw in that room that year.
There were actually two corpses in the room.
They were two villagers who had fought and died, but after being a hitman with his master for ten years, what was terrifying for Zhang San were not the corpses.
It was that one of the villagers had many obvious gaps on his arm, that was... bitten off!
Cannibalism!
Cannibalism!
Really cannibalism!!
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After ten breaths, silence came.
Zhang San did not answer, even though his details had been seen through now.
But for the man opposite, no answer was itself an answer.
The silver spear was raised, and the man shouted loudly: "Troops, listen to orders!! It is said that the Grandmaster is the immortal of martial arts, today I want to see if a mortal can kill an immortal!"
"Archers fall back, form the White Night formation, take turns charging, kill for me!"
The Zhennan troops nowadays could no longer conduct lightning-fast formations like Bai Shixuan’s, but some extremely practical battle formations in Bai Shixuan’s formations had been preserved in the army, such as the "White Night Formation" at this moment.
Words seemed meaningless.
Zhang San gripped the dagger tightly.
He regretted a little why he didn't learn some swordsmanship when he practiced martial arts.
The dagger was still usable one on one, but one against many, swords and polearms were obviously more suitable.
But there was nothing in this world that could be redone.
Standing at the intersection of Hulu Tail, another round of arrow rain shot over.
Dodge or block.
Internal strength was consumed a little more.
Taking advantage of the cover of the arrow rain, dozens of ground-level masters formed a semicircle to surround him, because the road was too narrow, three hundred people could not fully deploy.
But their advantage was that they could rely on the cover of the Black Tang Heavy Crossbow's arrow rain to take turns attacking, fighting a wheel battle.
And Zhang San could only accept this approach.
He could not take the initiative to retreat into the narrow Hulu Tail alley, because although the number of enemies he faced at one time could be reduced to two or three, the enemy's lightness experts would be able to jump over the walls and bypass him.
He had to keep the intersection!
Kill!
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Nearly half an hour had passed.
There was a patch of still wet blood at the intersection, and hundreds of bodies that were not yet cold.
These Zhennan elite soldiers were undoubtedly brave.
But they did not die a glorious death on the battlefield, but died in this obscure valley.
Blocking them was a killer, and a very afraid of death killer.
Things in the world were not only strange, but also very ironic.
He had lost count of whether he had killed one hundred and fifty or one hundred and eighty masters so far. Zhang San panted loudly, his legs slightly bent, his hands propped on his knees, resting simply.
However, the next batch of rested masters on the opposite side had already approached step by step.
Zhang San couldn't help but look back...
Wasn't it done yet? Why wasn't the order arrow sent yet?
I feel like it's been two or three hours already?
My head is a little dizzy.
Another round of arrow rain came.
Bai He, who was at the Sky Realm, shuttled and shifted at the intersection, although it still looked extremely fast, but compared to before, it was full of the meaning of "the last shot of a strong crossbow".
Even a Profound Iron Arrow accurately shot towards Zhang San's chest.
Too bad.
Before reaching the chest, the arrowhead stopped two inches away from the chest.
Zhang San grabbed the arrow shaft of the Profound Iron Arrow just in time.
However, while grabbing the arrow shaft, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted from Zhang San's mouth onto the arrow cluster.
The internal injury left by Xu Guo finally broke out.
And all this was seen by the silver spear man leading the opposite side.
He rejoiced secretly: With this arrow, according to his previous habit, he would directly block it with his bizarre martial arts, but now he took the initiative to catch it with his hand, and although the arrow didn't hit him, he spit blood instead. It seems I was right, he is low on internal energy! There is an injury on his body!
The man's guess was correct.
As his internal strength was consumed, not only was the internal injury uncontrollable, Zhang San could no longer simultaneously perform lightness techniques at the Sky Realm level while maintaining Iron Cloth Shirt all over his body.
The situation gradually became more advantageous for the Zhennan troops.
If this continued, they might really be able to kill Zhang San.
But the spear-wielding man understood that nearly half an hour had passed, and the other side had delayed so much time that the food might have already been loaded onto the ship. Now they couldn't waste a moment.
The last chance of winning was to rush up and kill them before the ship left, either burn the ship or puncture it. In short, as long as they could break into the harbor, everything was still possible!
The man shouted around: "Soldiers! There's not enough time! This person is exhausted, now only twenty or thirty people are needed to stop him, the rest of the lightness experts, come over the walls for me..."
He couldn't finish the last words.
A Profound Iron Arrow stained with Zhang San's blood took advantage of his shout, and also took advantage of the cover of the crowd in front of the intersection, piercing through his throat.
The Zhennan Grand General Guards Commander was dead!
Using his hand as a bow, Zhang San's internal strength diminished a little more. He frowned and said weakly, "What are you shouting for, I've disliked you for a long time, bastard..."
Unfortunately, in fact, these ground-level masters who started out as centurions and even leaders in the army, were all veterans of the battlefield, and they all knew very well what to do now, even if the leader's order wasn't finished before he died.
Killing intent in their eyes, facing the pressure of the Grandmaster at this moment, they no longer had the fear they had at the beginning.
Soon, another group of masters charged up, and Zhang San could only choose to fight.
But among the crowd, two lightness experts took this opportunity to leap over Zhang San, displaying their lightness techniques, and swiftly rushed towards the harbor along the left and right walls of the alley.
Zhang San wanted to look back, but the masters in front of him did not give him a chance, and even when facing their blades, Zhang San already felt strained!
At this moment, there was a voice in Zhang San's heart telling him.
Or... just forget it.
I'm like this already, isn't it enough effort?
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But.
How to end this decade of nightmare?
Before I came, I said I would do one last good deed to end this nightmare.
Because in the past decade, I often thought that if I could do it again, I would definitely not go to kill Han Wang.
Unfortunately, history never repeats itself.
What's done is done.
What would repeat were the nightmares over and over again.
But these days, I discovered another thing.
History does not repeat itself, but it does repeat!
If you really think you did wrong, if you really want to start over.
Now you are standing at the crossroads of destiny, and you happen to be the one with the ability to stop it, so please answer...
What price are you willing to pay in order to stop that story from happening again?
Death.
Are you really afraid or not?
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Although there were only two people rushing into the Gourd Tail Alley, this was a signal.
Telling all the remaining Zhennan Army masters that they were only one step away from victory.
But.
A master who had crept in from the left wall of the alley suddenly found himself unable to move.
Because his left leg was grabbed by someone.
This master looked back and found it was a man with eyes as cold as a fierce ghost who had grabbed his left leg!
The master was very scared in his heart, but also very puzzled. He wondered how the man behind him had caught up, wasn't this person already entangled by his companions?
Unfortunately, he didn't have time to look at the dozen or so knife wounds behind Zhang San at that moment.
Exerting all his lightness kung fu after losing his iron cloth shirt, leaving his back exposed to the enemy, this result was inevitable.
However, the most dangerous thing at the moment was still this master who had crept in along the wall. Zhang San violently pulled him down to the ground, then stomped his head deep into the ground!
The man died on the spot!
Then Zhang San took his sword, instilled inner energy into it, and shot it towards another person on the right wall of the alley.
That person's reaction was also extremely fast. Hearing the sound of the sword cutting through the air behind him, he had already dodged the vital points. Unfortunately, the long sword still pierced deeply into the wall in front of him at the same time.
His advance was also halted because of this.
Halting meant being caught up with.
Zhang San arrived behind him in the blink of an eye, with a black iron dagger in his hand. He raised the dagger and took another life.
But Zhang San didn't expect, or even if he expected, what could he do?
After leaving his back exposed to the enemy for so long, how could they not make a move?
A volley of Profound Iron Arrows rushed into the alley. Zhang San could only judge their landing spots based on the wind sound, and dodge accordingly.
Obviously, dodging relying on the sea breeze that kept coming and going in the alley...
Thud! Spurt!
Two Profound Iron Arrows, one piercing through his right abdomen, the other piercing through his left elbow joint, hit Zhang San squarely.
He was hit by arrows!
And they were Profound Iron Arrows from the Black Tang Heavy Crossbows of the Dark Building!
Fortunately...
The awaited order arrow finally sounded, and the ship began to leave port!
Zhang San vaguely saw it.
Spitting out a mouthful of dark fresh blood, apparently due to the strong poison on the arrow cluster, Zhang San smiled slightly and said in a low voice:
"I won, but just in case, I have to hold on a little longer until the ship has completely left the shore before I can leave."
I didn't know without trying.
So I'm so fierce!?
However...
With both vitals pierced through, his entire back full of knife wounds, and his vision blurring, it seems...I'm in a bit of trouble.
Speaking of which.
Li Xing should have escaped with Wang Xiaoer, right?
This time...I will turn danger into safety.