The flag on the top of the city is changing, and the red tiger flag is fluttering. Although it is a bit broken, it is soaked in blood but it is even more powerful.

The bloody smell inside the city gate was so strong that it could not be dissolved. The land was full of blood and became muddy. The soldiers cleaned the battlefield and stabbed them when they encountered an undead enemy.

I didn't feel it in the fierce battle just now, but now I saw the corpses everywhere and blood flowing into a river, like the Avici Hell. Many people were lying on the ground and vomiting, but they still had to continue cleaning and gradually got used to it.

After this battle, they were no longer recruits.

Gu Yanying clearly felt that as the battle ended, the personnel were decreasing and the military energy was greatly decayed, but the quality was higher. Perhaps it was not that there was no more clever way to take the city, but this was not a personal grudge, but a full-scale war. Only after the tempering of blood and fire can this army be valuable.

The crows didn't care about returning to the nest, flapping their wings and pecking at the dead corpse.

Li Qingshan led his men to capture the inner city, which is the Ma family's mansion, and extinguished the fire that was about to be ignited in time. He took advantage of the situation and wiped out several remaining forces, and killed several martial arts people who wanted to take advantage of the situation. Only then did he stabilize the overall situation.

Not at ease with Gu Yanying, he returned to the city gate. He saw that the people around him were all tired, and even the guardians on both sides were no exception. After all, not everyone has endless support from the power of the earth. He smiled and said, "Thank you all for your hard work, sit down and rest!"

He left his broken swords and sat down on a corpse. When everyone heard this, they seemed to have their bones removed and sat around the ground. The guardians on both sides did not care about the identity of the great swordsman and leaned against the wall to rest.

Only the thin boy came to Li Qingshan. He ignored the bloody mud on the ground and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with you kid?" Li Qingshan asked with a smile.

"Prince Xia, please accept me as your disciple!"

"I thought you were inspired by my righteousness, but I didn't expect you to have such an idea." Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows, not angry. Seeing that the black knife in the boy's hand was not scarred, he said again: "Although your sword technique is a little bad, the knife is not bad!"

After hearing Li Qingshan praise his sword twice, the thin young man felt a little confused and gritted his teeth. Suddenly, he held the knife in both hands: "Lei Lie is willing to present this knife to the prince as a ceremony to apprenticeship!"

"You are the Seven Killing Demon Sword?" A cold light flashed in the left guardian's eyes.

"Are you a disciple of the Seven Killing Demon Lord?" The right guardian asked immediately.

"I am the son of the Seven Killing Demon Lord!" Lei Lie said with a high voice, causing a low voice.

"Seven Killing Demon Lord!" Li Qingshan only learned this name through the demon star, the lucky one who got the power of the demon star. No wonder the aura in this knife is so familiar. It is probably made of metal contained in the demon star. Naturally, it carried the breath of Shura Dao. But he smiled and shook his head: "I just remembered my own knife. What do you want your knife to do? Since it was given to you by your father, please keep it!"

Lei Lie breathed a little relieved. This knife was a thing of his family and was of great significance to him, but he felt a deep disappointment. Compared with the peerless sword technique, such a knife was worth nothing. He said unconvincedly: "I don't know what kind of knife your sword is, but I dare say that there is no other knife in the world that can compare with this knife."

"You are still too young." Li Qingshan laughed. How could such a knife be compared with the end-of-the-road madness sword?

"Your Majesty, are you afraid that my identity will cause you trouble? If so, I will say goodbye now!" A blush appeared on Lei Lie's pale face.

"Lei Lie, have you ever done anything evil?"

"I started practicing swords since I was three years old, and I didn't have a day to stop. How could I have the chance to do evil? Even my father was slandered by the world..."

"I don't care who your father is. It's enough for me to know you. From today on, you will be a member of my world club!"

"yes!"

"But it's not convenient for me to accept disciples, and you are not suitable for using a knife. If you throw this knife away, use a sword from now on!"

Li Qingshan waved his hand and looked at each other and nodded. In this way, the identity of the Seven Killing Demon Lord can be concealed. Even if it is exposed, it can be said that he will turn evil and return to justice as soon as he enters the association, and will not damage the reputation of the World Association.

Li Qingshan didn't think so at all. He never cared about the four words "Seven Killing Demon Lord" in mind. He just saw through Lei Lie's foundation based on his own experience.

People in the world regard swords as the best and regard them as the king of soldiers. However, the swords are made by the Yamano Villagers, who can also take them out to chop wood and cut meat, do not need to practice them. There has never been only swordsmanship, and there is no so-called swordsmanship. At most, it can only be said to be sword techniques.

The sword is originally without principles and has no honor. However, in the Shura Taoist path, the sword has a very high status. If weapons are born for killing, the sword will interpret this murderous intent to the extreme, but it will become difficult to control. It is simple and almost mediocre, and cannot use its own strengths. Therefore, there are actually not many Asuras who use swords.

The sword is the courage of all soldiers, and Li Qingshan’s initial enlightenment was obtained from the sword.

"What!" Lei Lie was frightened and angry. He started practicing knife almost since he was born. He swung the knife tens of times a day, but today he was said that he was not suitable for using the knife.

"You are full of hatred and your heart is destined by the sword. If you continue practicing, you will only become a madman."

"He is right. If you don't believe it, you might as well leave this knife for a while. The murderous intent in your heart will naturally fade. Not everyone is as warlike as him." Gu Yanying walked over, even though she was wearing the silver eagle-faced armor, her voice couldn't help but feel warm.

Li Qingshan licked his lips and grinned and said, "Sometimes I really want to know what it feels like to cut you with one knife."

"Others are wielding swords to cut love threads. What's the matter with a knife?" Gu Yanying joked.

"Haha, the sword cuts the love knife cuts people, I think the effect is similar."

Lei Lie held the hilt tightly, his expression changed.

At this moment, with a rustle, the crows flew up and the screams were panicked.

Li Qingshan instantly arched his back and opened his hands with five fingers, as if he was a beast who felt danger.

But behind him, a lazy yawn rang out, and a child walked out of behind him, with a decadent and melancholy expression that was inconsistent with his age. He glanced at Li Qingshan, "Thank you for your sleepy sleep, I slept so hard this time. Uh, where is this?"

"Xiao Ming!?"

Li Qingshan showed surprise because this unknown son of god became younger, looking only three or five years old, and his aura was weakened to a level of less than a heavenly tribulation, but somehow he walked out of the Shura field imprisoned by this world.

Luohu Xiaoming looked up at the stars with his waist, as if he could see that this was a small world, and said with disdain: "You are really getting back to the point of getting back."

"You have the attitude to say to me." Li Qingshan laughed and felt aroused: "You are just saying thank you, but what kind of thank you?"

"No, I must bring it out."
Chapter completed!