The shadow of God-like cast on the ground, and everything in the field of vision seemed to disappear immediately, leaving only a shining sword light in my eyes, magnifying rapidly like a sickle blade swinged by black and white impermanence.

——I will die.

——I can’t take it.

——This is not something any of them can face now.

The cold sharpness passed through the soul like an arrow, and Jiang Ling's thoughts frozen in that moment. In the blank space of her mind, she just stretched out her hand without thinking, and used all her strength to push it to the side.

That was her last instinct. Han Jiangchen was still beside her. If he pushed him away, he might be able to avoid this attack. This was the last thing she could do.

But she pushed her in vain. At this time, there was no one on her side, and at the same time, a figure had appeared in front of her, like an open banner, blocking her.

No one could see his movements clearly at that moment, and only saw that all the sword lights were instantly united, and all the green and white cold air flowed into the long sword in his hand, rubbing the sword blade as bright as a thousand years of ice. He stood up towards the strait of swords like seas, and actually waved a slash against the opponent's sword light, and was receiving the sword that broke the world!

For a moment, even the golden man's face seemed to move.

With this sword, he once slashed the mountains and destroyed the six kingdoms. When he made Jiuzhou tremble, he would never have thought that one day a thousand years later, a nineteen-year-old boy would stand before this sharp edge and wave his sword!

Just like the exchange of wind and fire, no one can describe the murderous intent and courage contained in that moment. Jiang Ling's scream was stuck in her throat, and before she made a sound, the clanging sound of gold and iron fighting was already vibrating.

clang.

In the feeling, the iron sound seemed extremely light. As soon as the lingering sound came out, it was already blown into the sharp wind.

The wind swept over, and the stone pillars thick from behind them suddenly trembled, breaking into two pieces out of thin air. The force passed through it and hit the stone wall a few meters away. The hard wall skin instantly cracked, with cracks like spider webs, and dazzling scarlet red sprinkled between the mesh.

The sound of the spirit sword breaks like a crack of silk, and several pieces fell to the ground, soaked in a pool of blood.

In the wind, Han Jiangchen was swept out like a piece of rag, and a huge force hit the wall. A shocking huge wound cut across his chest, and blood splashed like a drop of blood.

It was not until his figure fell to the wall that the spiritual sword that flew out immediately landed on the ground, with only half of the blood-stained blade remaining.

......

On the chessboard, the man's horse was about to jump up, but suddenly stopped.

If the horse jumped out, he could eat another soldier on Jie Tianyang's side, but at this time, a soldier appeared in front of the horse for some reason and "stopped" his horse, making it impossible for him to move any more.

"It's all soldiers, but you want to use this son to protect the other son?"

The man smiled. Looking at the whole situation, he certainly knew that it was futile.

The sudden appearance of the soldier blocked the horse's advance, preventing him from jumping over and eating the one in front. But at the same time, he himself was exposed to the car buried on the other side.

A car jumped out and ate the soldier who had stepped forward to intercept it, and it disappeared instantly as if it had just happened.

"No matter how you move it away, soldiers are just soldiers and will never have the potential of a must."

The man withdrew his hand and said to Jie Tianyang on the other side of the chessboard.

"At the moment of the start, the soldier was destined to act for Qiangzi; sacrificing soldiers to protect the carriage, horses and cannons was the wisest method, because no matter how brave the soldiers fought, only Qiangzi could truly decide the outcome. All of this is for the overall situation and for the final victory."

He said this and said in a quiet tone: "You said, should it be like this?"

Jie Tianyang tightly twisted a son, almost crushing it with force.

Reason told him that he had to calm down at this time, but his patience had reached its limit.

This thing didn't play according to common sense from the beginning. Now he understood that his opponent wanted to use this game to express his speech, and wanted to conquer them psychologically through these steps.

...etc.

Don't play according to common sense?

He looked up at the man opposite him, his face still remained plain, and the square of the chessboard was reflected in his eyes.

It can be seen that this person is really taking this game of chess seriously.

With the poor strength of both sides, he knew very well that there was no need to humiliate them to fight psychological warfare.

Could it be that this man is not provoking, but is really asking questions seriously?

——Is it really the best way to sacrifice soldiers for the final victory and protect the carriage, horse and cannon? Should soldiers be born to sacrifice for the carriage, horse and cannon?

He looked at those deep eyes and saw the look of "thinking".

This man from the Qin Dynasty, who followed the First Emperor's life, retired in his later years and entered the "university" teaching. What he wanted was the answer to this question.

He is questioning the emperor he followed.

And now, he threw this question to this student a thousand years later.

Jie Tianyang let out a long sigh, extinguishing the restlessness in his heart, and pinching the chess piece towards the chessboard, his eyes darkened.

At the same time, the man moved another cannon and slowly placed it in the plate, facing it across the plate.

"General."

.....

In front of the inner hall.

Wang Ben withdrew his sword and turned back to the side, standing upright on his golden body, but he stopped moving.

Right in front of him, Han Jiangchen leaned against the cracked stone wall and spit out blood.

The wound was deep enough to reach the bone, making his arms softly rest on his side as if they were broken. Without any effort, he could only sit there, letting a large piece of blood flow under his body, and he could not pass the broken sword in front of him.

He tried his best to open his eyes, but his vision was covered in bright red and he couldn't see anything clearly.

At that moment, he didn't even feel the pain that was too deep. He just felt that the surroundings suddenly became very cold, and he couldn't hear the sound or touch anything. It seemed that the world suddenly left him.

This time, has he kept his words?

He thought so with his last consciousness, and before he could figure it out, his mind flowed away with the blood.

On the other side, Jiang Ling and Su Yuzhu who witnessed this scene were already like clay sculptures.

A foundation-building dares to take that knife?

Just as electric current flowed through his whole body, Su Yuzhu felt his whole body tremble, and unprecedented excitement poured into his limbs and bones, making his blood flow seem to accelerate.

He once thought that he had understood the potential of the spirit man enough, and he himself was the best among the spirit man. But now, he suddenly realized his arrogance.

This person is much stronger than all the spiritual people he has ever seen, but he came out of the mortal group and did not even know his identity before.

Where did he learn this?

Su Yuzhu sat there thinking like this, her whole body trembling.

Next to him, Jiang Ling was also trembling.

But she did not accelerate her blood. On the contrary, she looked at the figure soaked in the blood and felt that her heart seemed to stop beating in an instant.

——She is going to kill someone again.

The huge fear grabbed her like a giant palm. At this moment, she suddenly became as fragile as a child, as if her beloved doll was torn apart and taken away.

The footsteps of the surrounding ghost soldiers suddenly stopped, as if they had hit an invisible wall. Su Yuzhu in front suddenly turned around. When his vision focused, he seemed to see the evil ghost in purgatory crawling out of the ground.

The black light, which looked like a demon and a ghost, burned like fire. In just a few breaths, the giant that turned into black stood up from the center, and the mysterious aura drifted away, which made the ghost soldiers in front of them unable to help but take a step back.

After all, this method has unknown power. She has been deliberately not using this method in front of others, but now, she wants to hold her doll tightly.

…No one can take it away!

Jiang Ling slowly raised her face and slowly stretched out her hand to the group of soldiers in front. The giant behind her made the same move with her. She saw the giant black palm poking out and clenching and pulling at the group in front.

From the perspective of others, this is like taking objects from a distance, a bit abrupt and even a bit funny.

But as she grabbed her, a ghost soldier who was close to her immediately stopped, and the soul refined inside was pulled out of her body and was crushed into pieces in the black palm.

The soul drifted away, and the ghost fire in the eyes of the ghost soldiers in front of them turned into broken stones and fell to the ground. It was like killing a chicken to warn the monkeys, and then retreating half a step. The stone faces seemed to have humanized horror.

They began to lose judgment. The girl should have been overdrawn long ago and was so serious that she couldn't stand up, but whoever took a step towards the dying young man would go up and pinch the other person's neck.

Jiang Ling knelt down and waved her arms and swept her across, and made the same move, crushing several Yin soldiers who came forward one after another, and sprinkled with broken limbs in front of her. Under the power of the black giant, the Yin soldiers' team actually moved one foot back, as if they were standing there really were some cruel demon god.

Behind that, Su Yuzhu's face was already dull and her soul was completely out of her body.

He never thought that mortals could have such power. In the face of powerful powers from history, a "person" could actually make such a roar.

In contrast, everything he had come into contact with in the past was the world where he thought he was superior to all living beings... it was ridiculously cowardly.

He felt the blood in his body flowing backwards, his breathing accelerated, and his whole body was quickly wet with sweat.

As inconspicuous soldiers, they dare to face the power of the horse, but can this change the ending?

The answer soon appeared: while the vanguard's Yin soldiers retreated, another shadow had moved out of the array.

Jiang Ling raised her head and watched the shadow slowly climb up, standing in front of her.

It was a golden Wang Ben, holding the half-human-long giant sword, standing in front of them, and there seemed to be a special emotion in his ghostly fire-like eyes.

After a moment of silence, he raised his knife again, and raised his hand for a moment, as if he had lifted a huge peak. He raised the weight of the mountain with his long sword, and the blade fell, as if he was taking the enemy's head on the battlefield.

Before the blade light came, the power of Mount Tai blocked all directions, and he could not escape or escape. Jiang Ling just raised her head and watched the sword light coming into the air, reflecting in her eyes like a golden god of death.

It was indeed a sword that was terrifying the world. It was difficult for her to stand up before this sword. I wonder how Han Jiangchen, who had a lower cultivation level than her just now, could rush up.

She could already imagine how her head would be beheaded. For Wang Ben, this was probably similar to killing a wild dog. But since she was a wild dog, she would have to bite the war god in the end.

She raised her hand, and the black giant's arms rose up, trying to make a final try. But at that moment, she heard a strange wind whisper from outside.
To be continued...