Single Man Guarding a Lonely City, Invincible in the World

The moon is like frost.

It was empty and empty, and everything was silent.

Gu Changan was playing with the Buddhist shrine, the outer wall was painted with auspicious colors, the inner wall was wound with complex patterns, and the bottom was carved with a lotus throne, and the gold lacquer Buddha was placed in it.

Unremarkable.

In a lonely city blooming in the slaughter, can a Buddhist shrine dispel the smell of blood?

He smiled, placed the altar lightly in the corner of the watchtower, and suddenly stared into the distance.

Under the moonlight, a man and two women walked towards the lonely city.

The leader was dressed in a striking purple robe, the clouds and shoes under his feet were spotless, the right hand was pulling the reins, and he was leading a white horse with a whole body like snow.

There is a peach blossom on the horse's back.

"Senior brother, must you kill him?" The accompanying woman in military uniform looked at the lonely city with a hint of pity in her eyes.

"En." Fushang nodded and said lightly:

"In public, he violated the dignity of the empire; in private, we need the Zhelan adjudicator to owe kindness."

"Unfortunately." Another cold junior sister shook her head.

Thirty feet away from the lonely city, they quietly stared at the blood-colored abyss.

He clearly couldn't feel the fluctuations of Gu Chang'an's internal strength, so how could he create such a terrifying power?

"Peach blossoms are so beautiful."

A warm voice came from the top of the city, Gu Changan looked at the peach blossom branch, he had never seen a peach blossom in his life.

Things that were commonplace in the past are now out of reach.

"Yeah." Fushang raised the peach branch and said with a smile:

"Picking in the Central Plains and raising it in the Holy City, the water and soil of the Holy City are more suitable for it."

Gu Changan leaned against the railing, "In the end, it was stolen."

Fushang was noncommittal, stared at the ruined and rotten city wall for a moment, and said solemnly:

"The things given by God, the Central Plains don't know how to cherish it, so we can't let it wither."

"Gu, surrender now!" The girl in the military uniform raised her delicate face the size of a slap and threatened viciously:

"Senior brother out of the sword, you don't have a chance to keep the whole corpse!"

"The Eastern Land of Shenzhou abandoned you. Whoever is in the top of the Seven Kingdoms of the Central Plains knows you. If you continue to resist, you will be hopelessly ignorant!"

Gu Changan's face was calm and calm, even though he felt an unprecedented threat, how could he take a half step back.

"Go ahead."

Hearing the three words calm, Fushang stepped towards the city gate step by step, the peach blossom in his hand bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye, one petal and two petals slowly stretched, and a few drops of dew were hanging on the branches.

Zheng!

The unprovoked suffocating aura hit, and the scarlet wooden sword shot out like a blood-burning sword, with the momentum of taking the head straight.

"go back."

Fushang strolled leisurely in the courtyard, stretched out his index finger, and before the blood sword got close to a zhang, it bounced out.

"clang!"

There was a crisp anti-vibration sound, the blade was embedded in the city wall of the watchtower, and blood was seeping through the masonry.

Gu Changan squinted his eyes, his black hair fluttered in the wind, his left hand slammed against the wall, the blood sword rushed blood at an unhurried speed, and the blood turned into a net of swords, covering the outside of the city.

This is a blood-red world, blood droplets fall like a cobweb densely, and every drop can burn.

Fushang smiled. He admired Gu Chang'an's spirit, but that didn't mean he could tolerate the other party's axe.

Swords are not like that.

He carried one hand behind his back, and his spacious robe was like a dancer shaking the sleeves of water, flowing with clouds and flowing water. The peach blossom branch and the sword qi and blood net always kept a distance of three feet, not a foot far, not a centimeter.

unexpected!

A piece of peach petals withered quickly, and at the same time, the strong evil spirit that bloomed from the blood sword was smashed, and the evil spirit exploded in all directions, even if Fushang's temples were blown recklessly.

He just stretched out his hand slowly, and pushed the tip of the blood sword with the palm of his hand. With his five fingers hooked, he clenched the blood sword tightly, and said coldly:

"I am in the new world, but you are still living in the old world, confused and ignorant!"

boom!

He casually threw the blood sword back to the city wall and landed right in front of Gu Changan.

It's a showdown like no other.

The latter was silent for a long time, the fire in the shoulder bones buzzing.

Will Killer Win?

he does not know.

Tonight, the hazy light of the chaotic dark night is about to disappear.

The two women watched this one-sided contest with a cold eye, as expected.

Can senior brother face three thousand warriors alone?

cannot.

This may be Gu Changan's innate talent.

But at this moment, in the battle alone, Gu Changan was fighting like a trapped beast.

As the senior brother said, now is a new world! !

The abyss of the holy city is the center of the world favored by heaven, and everything has been subverted. The foundation of martial arts is to borrow the power of heaven and earth.

And Gu Changan was still struggling in the old world, the empire gave him the opportunity to knock on the door, but he had to be buried for the old dynasty that was gone.

Sad end hero.

"Get the wine." Fushang stared at Wanglou, but he said to his junior sister, his face was calm:

"It has nothing to do with killing you here, it's all about their own masters."

"The judge of Zhelan said that you were a sacrificial object of the old dynasty, but I think you are a martyr of your own beliefs."

Two jars of wine were thrown over, and one of them was thrown into the watchtower.

Gu Changan caught the blood sword steadily, his eyes were cold and indifferent, he turned his head to look around the silent city of Qiuci, as if he wanted to take a few more glances.

"Respect you."

Most of the outstanding people in Jianghu have classical romantic feelings.

Gu Changan's eyes froze.

A sudden thunder rang out in his mind, keenly capturing the qi movement of the opponent's ground, meticulous to the operation of invisible power.

He has slaughtered countless enemy bandits, but he has never encountered such a terrifying suspension as the one in front of him.

Shallow knowledge makes him dull, and no one teaches him to confuse him.

But at this moment, he saw through the new world.

In the past, defending the city could only rely on the fire within the body, but ignored the ability of his own body.

Turns out I would too!

Seeing that he was motionless, Fushang said lightly:

"what are you waiting for."

Gu Changan replied calmly:

"Wait for the wind."

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew across the lonely city in the dark night, as if all the storms from the desert of 100,000 miles had gathered here, and the sky was covered with yellow sand.

Gu Changan stood tall, learning how the other party's qi flowed. In his vision, a colorful portal seemed to appear, blurred and magnificent. In the fleeting moment, a picture of a hell-like abyss flickered in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The belief accumulated in the past ten years, the courage after despair again and again, the loneliness in the dark and wandering alone, the evil spirit honed by countless enemies and bandits.

Everything erupted at this moment, turning into a surging internal force.

The sudden storm caused the two women to look at each other, but Fushang was still calm, and the jar of wine in his hand never swayed.

"Huanghuang Qingshi will forget you, but every year when the peach blossoms bloom, I will always think of you Gu Changan."

After taking a sip of wine, the peach branches on Fushang's fingertips moved, and peach blossoms bloomed, like the most terrifying sword rain in the world, beautiful and dangerous.

Facing the impending annihilation, Gu Changan calmly resembled a rigid sculpture, only piercing the blood sword through his shoulder bone, the pain from every inch of his skin made him feel excited.

This pleasure proves that this lonely city can be held, and the scythe of death cannot fall on his neck tonight.

The moment when the blood sword was drawn.

Boom! !

A few feet away from the center of Gu Chang'an's circle, it is a purgatory on earth, filled with blood mist everywhere, holding the flag seems to be able to cut off the king of hell!

Compared to the last time when the fire was destroyed, this time, with the blessing of internal force, the blood mist in the air was like streams.

The pupils of the girl in martial arts clothes were as wide open as frightened birds. She stared at the abyss beside her in awe. The loess was cracking open and the abyss was expanding.

"cut!"

Fushang's expression was cold, and the peach blossom branches on his fingertips flew into the blood mist. He looked at his trembling hands in surprise, and couldn't believe that at this moment, he was actually weak and fearful.

"I would like to perish in the old world."

Gu Changan reluctantly propped himself up and did not shake, watching the peach blossom branches shrouded in blood mist.

The blood sword was like a new life, the scarlet was two or three points deep again, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Fushang turned around in the air, but his body fell straight into the loess. He stared at the blood hole in his chest, like a red peony that was burning and blooming.

"Big Brother!!"

The two women were pale, screaming hysterically, and the cold junior sister rushed over with a sword.

Fushang looked up at the sky and smiled with difficulty.

Why did it all happen so hastily and end so hastily?

On this deadly hot night, in this sand-covered desert, he actually took the last step of his life.

A sword destroyed everything he had.

It was so painful.

Gu Changan sat on the ground and opened the jar of wine with his other hand. The aroma of the wine was mellow. He took a sip and said in a low voice:

"This lonely city is my life, sorry."

The cold woman helped senior brother, her red eyes were red with murderous intent, but was held down by Fushang's hand, he smiled bitterly:

"Don't let me die in the enemy's territory, take me away."

"I would like to gamble and admit defeat, the rivers and lakes are very fair."

The flesh and blood all over his body were scorched black, the sword energy smashed his internal organs, and his vitality was so dim that he was almost dying.

The two girls burst into tears. They supported their senior brother on the horse, and rode a white horse to attack the desert. The cold junior sister turned back several times, and stared at Qiuci City with resentful and mournful eyes.

...

The lonely city returned to its former silence, except that the abyss outside the city was wider, and there was a peach blossom branch on the ground, as if nothing had happened.

Gu Changan coughed non-stop, as if spitting out his lungs, black blood was everywhere on the front of the white robe, and the broken fire appeared on the shoulder bone again.

Just smaller, this time on the lower side.

He didn't have the ability to hang in the air, so he could only help the city head and stagger down, carefully planting the peach blossom branches outside the city, hoping that the peach blossoms would bloom in the coming year.

"I envy the white clothes and swords to walk the rivers and lakes, but I prefer this city."

"I'm not dead yet."

"I, Gu Changan, are not dead yet!!"

He shouted into the distance, and then lay alone beside the abyss.

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