Chapter 195: Another System

The blood all over the ground dyed the whole earth red.

He kicked the body and looked left and right. The brother on the left had an arrow in his right arm, but he cut it desperately with his unskilled left hand, with a ferocious face; the brother on the right, his eyes were red, roared loudly, and even bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

He wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves and looked up at the red sun shining on the red land, so bright that he couldn't open his eyes.

The poor buried ice field is still a person in the dream of spring boudoir.

I don't know if the sun seen on her side is also blood red?

The general waved a halberd in the distance, as if painting with blood. Is the head that has never been lowered under the armor the hope of the family or the expectation of the dreamer?

He smiled bitterly.

This is war. People only remember the glory of the winner, but how many people have thought about the scene where the new ghosts annoyed the old ghosts crying.

Roar!!

The cold light flashed, but it was cut again. At that moment, the eyes staring at the sky did not close after all.

In thousands of worlds, not every country advocates the invincible personal force. Some people do not only rely on his personal force. All his strength lies in his sophisticated scheme and command ability beyond the gods.

Hundreds of thousands and millions of people will command like their own arms. And this place is just a corner of the big ice field.

It has been several months since the beginning of the war on the Great Icefield, but these months have been like a day for some people. Because these people are all martial artists, and there are no years of cultivation. It is not worth how many years have passed when you wake up in silence, and the gods in the biography are ten thousand years at a glance! So just a few months is nothing in the eyes of the warriors.

However, the country that advocates the power of the group has been a little miserable at this time, because after several months of war, even a piece of iron has been flattened. Therefore, the soldiers in the country were already exhausted at this time. At this time, the owner of the country knew that personal force was so important! Previously, it was just in our own world, and everyone was a system and a group system. Therefore, everyone has the fatigue of the army, so there is nothing particularly unbearable.

But at this time, some people do not rely on the strength of that group, they only rely on their own strength.

These days, the wheel has been exhausted, not only physically, but also the once fearless strong man, but it has been gradually swallowed up by the years and the cruelty of the war.

Looking up and standing on the 100-meter-high wall, the wave wheel did not feel a sense of security. There were millions of elites behind him. Unfortunately, what brought the wave wheel was not confidence, but the endless fear.

Everything in front of you doesn't look terrible from the surface, but nothing is just looking at the appearance. The wheel was very regretful. He regretted why he entered the white transmission array at the beginning. At the last glance, he saw his parents, but he didn't expect that this was eternal farewell. Regret why I didn't listen to the last words of my ancestors at the beginning, and I can't go to the new world!

All this appeared in the heart of the wave wheel like a screen, but it is no longer useful. Maybe today is the wave wheel's own death. He doesn't know whether his ancestors are as what he thinks today.

Once upon a time, there was a boy who lived deep in the forest. Outside his house, there is a garden full of roses of different colors. The boy loves his roses very much. Every day, he talks to them with love and tells them happy and unhappy things. The only pity is that among so many roses, blue roses do not grow, because blue roses are the most precious and beautiful in the world. He will give this flower to his beloved girl. The boy thought that if he could grow blue roses, he would be the happiest person. One day, the boy saw an injured girl in the forest. He couldn't bear to take the girl home to treat the injury. Then, the girl fell in love with the boy and loved him very much. The boy also fell in love with the girl. They combine and live a happy life... Although the boy and the girl are together, the boy still has some regrets, because he has never been able to send blue roses to his beloved girl, so sometimes something called melancholy appears on the boy's face. Soon, the girl knew the boy's regret... One morning, the boy woke up and came to his rose garden as usual. He was surprised to find that blue roses had finally grown. The boy was very happy because he found his beloved girl and finally gave the blue rose to his girl. The boy was so satisfied that he finally had what he wanted. One night, suddenly there was a thunder. The girl woke up from her dream and saw that it was pouring outside. The girl was very scared because she had an ominous feeling... She ran to the rose garden. Thunder is ringing; the sky is shining with electricity. The girl stood in front of the rose garden, motionless. It has been raining for a long time... Finally, it stopped. It's dawn. The boy woke up. He saw the girl standing in front of the rose garden, soaked. Then he found that the ground was blue. And his favorite blue roses are gone. The angry eyes made the girl turn around. He saw the girl with water on his face and couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain. He also saw the pity in the girl's eyes. However, the boy still left. Because he can't stand cheating and can't believe the girl's feelings. Everything is just fake. If flowers are like this, feelings must also be hypocritical. From then on, the girl lost the boy. The girl is crying every day, and she is waiting for her boy in the rose garden. But, one day, two days, three days... Many days have passed, and the boy has not come back. Finally, the girl's tears dried up, and she withered day by day. And the roses in the rose garden also withered. One day, the girl stood in front of the rose garden again, looking at all the withered roses. Suddenly, she shed tears again, blue tears, tears dripping on the ground, and the withered roses began to resurrect. The girl cried crazily and cried crazily. Finally, the rose garden repeated its vitality, and the garden was full of blue roses. Very beautiful, very beautiful. Have you ever seen a blue rose? No. It's really beautiful. Have you seen it... The boy is back. One morning after a heavy rain, he finally came back to find his girl, because he finally understood that the blue rose was not hypocritical love, but because he loved him. Therefore, he repented. When he returned to their home, he was surprised to see the blue roses all over the garden, and there were big drops of rain on the roses, which were clear and clear. He was very happy and ran into their house and searched all corners, but he didn't find his girl. The girl is missing. Only in the rose garden, there is a particularly beautiful blue rose, often shining with dewdrops, like tears. A lot of happy and sad things. Blue rose, do you have it? Maybe there is, just like true love in the world, if there is nothing. The last protection of the wheel saw the blue flowers...

The whole huge achievement with a diameter of 1,000 meters has turned into a crystal ice sculpture! The ice blue in the middle, and soon, the light curtain on the periphery had gradually turned into snow falling under the flawless sky.

A figure looked at everything in front of him, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes, as if these millions of lives were as low as ants, or it was just a trivial thing for him.

And this, a legion that dominates a certain country disappeared on the vast ice field, like a drop of water in the sea without causing any waves. On the big ice field, I don't know how many forces have been destroyed at this moment every day, and this scene is just a microcosm on the big ice field, so no one noticed it at all, and it is such a trivial thing to notice it.

In the city, more than a dozen people in gray were burly, followed by a person with a round hat and went out of the city intentionally or unintentionally.

As soon as they were far away from the crowd, the people in gray accelerated their speed. They were all strong and fast. In the blink of an eye, they had left Qingshi Town far away.

Qian Doudou stood on a snowy hill, with blood dripping from the tip of the rusty knife. Far from the opposite side, a man lay quietly on the snow, and the blood stained the snow red. In the snow, it was particularly dazzling.

Before long, more than a dozen figures appeared in front of Qian Doudou.

Seeing Qian Doudou standing here and not escaping, they were all stunned. However, when they saw the dead brothers in the snow, they were immediately furious. The long sword in his hand was pulled out, and the tip of the sword pointed at Qian Doudou.

The suspected leader with a round hat took a step forward, waved his hand to the people behind him, slowly took off his hat, and a familiar smiling face appeared in front of Qian Doudou.

It is the shopkeeper who exchanged Qian Doudou for fire elixir.

He smiled gently, looked at Qian Doudou like a prey, and said with a smile, "Kid, why don't you run away? It must be powerless, hehe. Fortunately, I chased the soul on you that day, and I can track a hundred miles within a month, otherwise, I will really be dumped by you.

After a pause, he seemed to enjoy the atmosphere, "How about offering me all your elixir and other things, and I'll leave you a whole body?"

"You can go on the road!" Qian Doudou sounded coldly.

"Ah! Hahaha, what an arrogant boy, look at me..." Not only did the man in gray behind the middle-aged man feel funny, but even he himself felt that the teenager was too ignorant and was waiting to laugh.

Suddenly, an extremely fast knife shadow in front of him split, and the middle-aged man was stunned and quickly flashed away like the left. At the same time, the blood splashed, and a blood Linlin's arm fell into the snow.

"Ah! Thief, I want you to die, kill him!" Although he dodged in the end, the knife shadow was so fast that an arm was cut off.

In fact, according to the cultivation of other first-class saints, if it is not too careless, it will not be so unbearable.

Without the order of middle-aged people, thirteen people in gray have rushed to Qian Doudou. Qian Doudou was shocked. He still underestimated the enemy. Thirteen people actually had a second-level saint, two first-level saints, and the rest were seven or eight-level kings, while Qian Doudou himself was just a five-level king.

Although the enemy's strength is strong, Qian Doudou is not afraid, because he knows his strength and masters this ancient skill. He uses a higher level of power than others, and also has high-level combat skills. How can the combat effectiveness be speculated according to common sense?

On the white snow, with swords and shadows, Qian Doudou became more and more brave. He wandered among the people in gray and looked for a knife. In a blink of an eye, most of the ten kings had been killed, and the gray clothes were so popular and shouted.

Suddenly, a seven-level king jumped and crossed the sword again and again. Qian Doudou could not hide. Yuanli gathered on the heavy knife. A knife shadow that was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye instantly collided with the long sword, and the long sword cracked, but the light of the knife did not diminish, and the next moment it was close to the top of the gray man's head.

The man in gray was shocked and said, "Help me!"

When other people in gray saw this, they roared one after another: "Jior, how dare you!" I want to rescue.

With a "poof", the man in gray was split in half, and the blood stained the white snow.

Qian Doudou had no time to dodge. With a heavy knife, he blocked part of the sword light, but he was inevitably stabbed in the leg by the third-level saint's sword and splashed blood.

Regardless of the injury, Qian Doudou had to fight again, because the enemy's sword had been stabbed.

Fortunately, Qian Doudou repaired the weapon power, otherwise, he would have died. Even so, his current situation is already precarious.

The power of the body is gradually decreasing. Qian Doudou knows that when he exhausts his power, if he can't kill all the enemies, then he will be more or less auspicious.

The three saint-level strong men are also very depressed at this moment. They are saints, and there are also ten senior kings who were killed by the other party.

What puzzles them more is that the other party is at most a five-level king's cultivation, but the attack made by themselves and others is difficult to resist?

This only shows that the energy level generated by the other party's skills is higher than that of his own.

Thinking of this, their eyes turned red, and greed and murderous intent once again enveloped Qian Doudou.

Qian Doudou felt that the pressure was gradually increasing. He knew that the three saints were no longer afraid of the death of others, but only to surround themselves.

A man in gray who split an eight-level king with a knife and just jumped out of the encirclement. Suddenly, a figure shre out of the snow at the foot of Qian Doudou. The sharp sword light, full of murderous spirit, killed Qian Doudou. Qian Doudou was shocked and did not expect to hide people under the snow.

was about to retreat, and another sword light in front of him came at all, and the fierce anger shè wore Qian Doudou's animal skin clothes.

At the same time, there are also dazzling sword lights flashing on the left and right, with murderous intent.

There is no way to hide. Did Qian Doudou suddenly feel that he was going to die today?

Those former dreams, their fathers and mothers, villagers in Mangshan Village, naughty and cute Xiaoyu, unwilling, unwilling, I still want to become a strong man! I can't die!

Knowing the sea, the blue star turned sharply. Subconsciously, Qian Doudou had practiced tens of thousands of sword shadows, and Qian Doudou subconsciously waved out.

"Ah!"

A knife shadow flashed, and the man in gray who was killed in front of him had been shrouded by the knife shadow. In the blink of an eye, none of his legs, arms, heads, bodies were complete, and his whole body was full of marks of knives. It seems that he has been soaked in blood, became a blood man, and fell straight on the snow.

The people in gray who attacked around were suddenly terrified and didn't expect that their partners would be killed so cruelly.

Looking at the non-human brother who died, he involuntarily stopped attacking and looked at Qian Doudou with deep fear.

What kind of combat skill is this? So horrible?

However, at this moment, Qian Doudou has fallen into a mysterious state of unconscious but conscious, and his eyes are stunned and motionless. There is an inexplicable change all over his body, and the whole body seems to be like a knife.

The third-level saint couldn't believe it: "This, this is the Great Eucharist. Didn't you expect it to be like this? How come? How come?"

Then, as if he suddenly woke up, he roared crazily, "Come on, kill him, kill him, he's breaking through!"

The only few people in gray rushed up as soon as they heard this. They could only kill the other party when they were obviously not awake at this moment. Otherwise, once the other party made a smooth breakthrough, then they would wait for them...