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"Li Changge joined the army when he was young, and often led the army out to suppress monsters, so the husband and wife often live in two places, gathering less and leaving more."

"At that time, Mrs. Bai was just a low-level martial artist, and her martial arts cultivation was actually far inferior to General Li."

"And this "Spiritual Rhinoceros Jue" was specially created by General Li. It took the meaning of 'without a colorful phoenix and two flying wings, but with a consonant heart', so that the husband and wife can communicate with each other even if they are separated from each other. with."

"Although the "Spiritual Rhinoceros Jue" at this time is miraculous, it is a mysterious method that can be practiced by even low-level martial artists, but it is actually very different from the later "Spiritual Rhinoceros Jue", and the only practitioners are General Li Changge and his wife."

"Although the deeds of the couple have been passed down as a good story, the secret method of "Spiritual Rhinoceros Jue" has not been handed down to the world, so its influence is limited."

"It wasn't until after the Alien War that Dayan's [-] elite army was wiped out. It is said that when Wu Shengren left the desert, he had already mastered the "Spiritual Rhinoceros Jue"."

"In the past many years, Zhongzhou has an additional daughter-in-law who is a martial artist who has voluntarily stationed in Anxiguan. It has been 20 years..."

Although the martial saint is strong, his martial arts are also standing on the shoulders of his predecessors.

It's just that the "Spiritual Rhinoceros Jue" that was passed down as a good story about the harmony between husband and wife in the past became the "Spiritual Rhinoceros Jue" in which martial sages inhaled and practiced martial arts. This may be something that General Li couldn't even think of when he broke his head.

"The "Consonance Jue" sounds like the secret secret of Li Changge and his wife, so why did it fall into the hands of the martial sage?" Qiao Mu wondered.

In the private phone call between the husband and wife, there is a third person's number, which sounds strange.

Especially later, practitioners of "Wu Sheng Sheng Xi Jue" spread all over Kyushu, and it has become a means for Wu Ji to screen talents.

"That's unknown." Clairvoyance said slowly:

"Although Tingchaolou has many eyes and ears, the past 40 years ago has long been lost in this desert."

"Since the [-] soldiers have been wiped out, the only person who knows is Wu Shengren."

"It's a pity that when Wu Shengren was alive, he kept secret about the past of the alien war. We heard that Chaolou didn't find out."

"Now that even Wu Shengren is dead, the only one who understands this past is the Great Yan army under the Nine Springs, right?"

Clairvoyance shook his head and smiled wryly.

But halfway through the laugh, the smile gradually froze.

With the help of the Boundary Breaking Talisman, like Qiao Mu, he also crossed the fairy gate's illusion formation and saw the true face of this desert.

The setting sun is like blood, and crows are flying in the evening.

As far as the eye can see, in the depths of the desert, a dilapidated old city stands alone.

The walls of this old city are dilapidated, with uneven heights and many gaps. The plaque on the city gate has been blurred, only the word "An" can be vaguely discerned.

The army of Yin soldiers that Qiao Mu was following continued to move forward, and their goal was obviously the towering isolated city ahead.

"It's the ruins of the Anxi City... But although the city is dilapidated, it is generally sound. Is there anyone still in the city? Could it be a traveler who was lost in the desert in the past?"

Clairvoyance never thought about the possibility that there are still remnants of the [-] elites fighting so far, but was just surprised.

But Qiao Mu's heart sank.

If the truth is true, it seems to be true?

Is there really a soldier who has guarded the isolated city for 40 years in this world?

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced down at the boundary breaking talisman in his hand.

When he saw this lonely city, the talisman paper in his hand had been completely burned, turning into ashes and passing away with the wind.

Daozhen's boundary-breaking talisman was only responsible for bringing him to this lonely desert city, but did not point out the way.

When the wind blew up, the yin soldier army floated with the wind as if it had no weight, as if it was going to ride the wind to rush up the city wall.

"Sure enough, it's not an army of mortals..." Qiao Mu was about to step forward when he suddenly heard the sound of a sobbing horn.

In the twilight, the sound of whimpering horns came from the city wall, low and loud, and spread far away.

Next, he saw the gate of the old city burst open, and groups of soldiers rushed out of it, rushing straight towards the Yin soldier army.

For unknown reasons, the army defending the city did not defend the city, but gave up the advantage of the city wall and fought against the Yin army outside the city.

Chapter 184 Chapter 178

The sound of the horn was like weeping, the sound was desolate and low, echoing in the desert.

The army of the old city rushed out of the city, and started a fight with the Yin soldiers outside the city wall.

This army was also very silent. For a while, only the sound of dense footsteps and the sound of armor rubbing were heard on the battlefield.

Standing on the sand dune, Qiao Mu looked intently into the distance, and carefully identified the soldiers rushing out of the city, only to find that these soldiers were clearly elderly soldiers, with pale hair and wrinkled faces.

The soldiers are obviously old soldiers who have been fighting on the battlefield for many years. Their movements of swinging their knives and guns are crisp and neat, without many redundant movements, and their coordination is quite tacit, just like a group of silent battlefield machines.

Qiao Mu's military spear skills are extremely high and has already been perfected. It is natural to see that these soldiers' battlefield spear skills and sword skills have been tempered for many years, and their attainments are not shallow.

They seldom talked, there were no passionate slogans or shouts, they just fought silently under the setting sun.

After all, fighting on the battlefield is a dangerous thing to dance on the tip of a knife, and you will die at every turn. It is natural to be nervous and fearful on the battlefield, but the reaction of these veterans is very calm.

"Is there really a remnant army that has survived to this day..."

Qiao Mu was silent for a moment, he was a little hard to understand, and turned his attention to that army of Yin soldiers.

The soldiers killed in the old city are unusual, and this army of Yin soldiers is even more unusual.

They seem to be weightless, and their bodies will float in midair with the strong wind in the desert, appearing quite flexible, not like living people.

The white-faced Yin soldiers marched side by side. They seemed to be a battle-tested army. The movements of charging with guns were uniform. Hundreds of people almost all moved in the same way. It's just that even when they charged and killed, their faces were full of blood. Also expressionless, not angry.

drink!

An old soldier of Dayan shouted loudly, and the long knife in his hand shot out with energy, cutting a ghost soldier with a paper-white face blocking him into two pieces.

It's just that the next change made the heart of Qiao Mu, who was watching from the distant sand dunes, tremble slightly.

There was no fresh blood flowing from the wound of the Yin soldier who had been cut into two sections, but his whole body suddenly flattened and became thinner, and then, under the blowing of the strong wind, it turned into two paper-thin remnants, which fell to the ground .....

No, it's not as thin as paper, this is a paper man.

Although they are paper figurines, the weapons in their hands are as sharp as gold and iron weapons.

During the fight outside the isolated city, paper guns and paper swords were pierced into the bodies of the old soldiers, and there was a bloody hole in one stroke, which was quite sharp.

The old soldiers of Dayan who came out of the old city also began to break down. Several old soldiers were decapitated by the paper knife.

The leading veteran let out a low growl, and the halberd in his hand swung an invisible force in the air, rolling up yellow sand all over the sky, and tearing several paper soldiers around him in half.

The rest of the veterans were also filled with righteous indignation, and followed behind the veteran, tearing a gap in the paper man army's line.

"The one who came out of the old city is really a living person? How could there be a living person here? Is this a mirage illusion in the desert?"

The three eyes of the storyteller's clairvoyance were already dull, and he couldn't understand what he saw.

Qiao Mu narrowed his gaze slightly, and landed on the paper man army.

"Looks like a paper man?"

The paper figurine technique is a technique of immortality. When he fought against Wu Qingxin, the saint of Xuantianzong, he had seen her show off before.

So the so-called Yin soldiers passing through the desert are actually paper figurines manipulated by a certain immortal cultivator?

Qiao Mu didn't wait for the clairvoyant who was stunned by the battlefield, tapped his toes under his feet, and performed light kung fu, his figure skimmed across the sand dunes like a goshawk skimming over the water.

His qinggong is very good, and there is almost no sound.

The paper doll soldiers didn't have eyes behind them, so they didn't notice the trees approaching behind them for a moment.

But there was no shelter in the desert, and the veterans who walked out of the isolated city immediately found the trace of Qiao Shu.

It's just that they didn't have much excitement or excitement on their faces, they just exchanged glances.

"It's been many years since I've met anyone who is inflamed outside..."

"Another martial arts master? It's a pity that no matter how good one's martial arts are, it's hard to change the overall situation...we are ultimately alone and helpless." Someone whispered in the battle formation, and then quickly continued to enter the battlefield.

At this time, Qiao Mu had already skillfully taken out the two short spears hidden on his back, twisted them one by one, and a long spear appeared in his hand.

He shot directly at the back of the paper man army from behind, his body was like a goshawk, and his spear shot like a dragon.

At this time, Qiao Mu was over a hundred years old, and the strong inner strength accumulated in the past hundred years exploded, and the spear in his hand was almost invincible.

With a light tap of the spear, a big hole could be pierced into the paper soldier's body, and then he lost his sound and turned into thin paper and fell to the ground.

The paper man army reacted quickly, and a small half of the soldiers turned around and surrounded the arbor. The sound of bowstrings continued, and sharp arrows cut from white paper pierced through the air.

And Qiao Mu moved quickly.

He held the gun in both hands and spun rapidly in front of him, waving the spear like the wind, only to hear the continuous clanging sound, and arrows were knocked out by his spear.

When Qiao Mu first debuted in the past, he used a long spear to block arrows and hit three arrows in a row. Now, his military spear skills have been perfected, and the spear in his hand is hard to splash, and there is no flaw.

"Fighting against such lifeless dead things...is not good enough."

"It's not worth dying like this!" Qiao Mu took a deep look at the old soldiers in front of him, and shot out fierce vigor from the tip of his spear. Facing the siege of the paper man army on the battlefield, he killed seven in and seven out by himself. .

The old soldiers who came out of the isolated city didn't pay much attention to the trees rushing out of the desert at first.

When he showed his martial arts cultivation and broke through the paper figurine line like a bamboo, although they were surprised, they were not too excited.

After all, they have seen the world.

Simply being powerful cannot shock these battle-tested veterans.

After all, they were led by the Great General Wu Shengren of the Great Yan Dynasty, and their former enemies were the Nine Great Immortals...

No matter how strong martial arts masters are, it is not enough to make them shocked and excited.

But at this moment they were moved. They had experienced many battles and almost lost their minds on the battlefield.

Because of the spear skills shown by this old man who was older than them on the battlefield.

Military spear skills are not high-level spear skills, without complex and subtle changes in moves, compared with the various advanced spear skills of people in the martial arts, they are indeed rough and can only be regarded as basic spear skills.

But Qiao Mu's military spear skills are obviously extremely high, and the water splashed by a single gun can't get in, and there is no flaw.

Any martial arts moves that want to be proficient to a high level will require ten years of hard work and a lot of sweat and blood.

And this old man who appeared from outside the desert has perfect military spear skills?

"Is he a soldier of Dayan?"

Such a thought flashed through the hearts of the old soldiers, and the hands holding the weapons trembled slightly.

After guarding the isolated city for 40 years, a soldier from Dayan finally came outside?

The leading veteran looked in the direction where Qiao Mu came from, only saw a middle-aged man standing on the sand dune, and did not see other soldiers besides Qiao Mu, feeling a little disappointed.

But they haven't seen the foreign sergeant for a long time, and they still have ups and downs in their hearts.

And at this time.

Qiao Mu raised his gun and shot through the head of the last paper soldier, piercing a hole.

He gasped a little, and looked down at the long and narrow wound in his waist and abdomen.

Although he has practiced martial arts for hundreds of years and has profound skills, his body is still made of flesh and blood.

The paper man's weapon was very sharp, not inferior to weapons made of gold and iron. It easily cut his waist and abdomen, and blood gushed out.

No matter how well the hard skills are practiced, after all, it is a body of flesh and blood, and it is difficult to block a sharp weapon.

Behind Qiao Mu, the storyteller Clairvoyance walked slowly.

After the initial shock, he has gradually come back to his senses at this time, his gaze has passed over the defenders of these isolated cities, and finally landed on the corpses of those soldiers.

The third eye on the brow opened quietly, and at this moment he saw a soul light group invisible to the naked eye escaping from the corpse.

As soon as the soul escaped, it seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, and it sank into the yellow sandy land under its feet, without a trace.

Qianliyan squinted his eyes, thoughtfully, and glanced in a certain direction calmly.

.........

On a dirt hill a few miles away, two immortal cultivators in Taoist robes were looking down at the sand table in front of them.

The hundreds of little paper figurines on the sand table have all lost their movement and gradually shattered.

"Brother Dao Shun, this time, you lost the bet." A Taoist smiled and looked at Gao Daoren next to him:

"Thirteen paper figurine soldiers, only killed thirteen soldiers of the Yan army, and got thirteen souls. Has your paper figurine technique regressed?"

Gao Daorang Rendaoshun snorted coldly:

"Those sergeants who have survived to the present are not easy to kill. Naturally, it is getting harder and harder to kill."