The flag on the city wall changed. The Red Tiger Flag fluttered. Although it was a bit broken and soaked in blood, it looked even more majestic.
The smell of blood inside the city gate was so thick that it could not be dispersed. The ground became muddy after absorbing the blood. The soldiers cleaned the battlefield and killed the enemies who were still alive.
Just Now, they did not feel it in the fierce battle. Now they saw the corpses everywhere and the blood flowing like a river. It was like hell. Many people vomited on the ground, but they had to continue cleaning after they got up. Gradually, they got used to it.
After this battle, they were no longer new soldiers.
Gu Yanying clearly felt that with the end of the battle and the loss of people, the morale of the army was greatly weakened. However, the quality was improved. Maybe there were more ingenious ways to take down the city, but this was not a personal grudge. It was an all-out war. Only through blood and fire could this army be valuable.
The crows did not care about returning to their nests. They flapped their wings and pecked at the corpses.
Li Qingshan led his men to take over the inner city, which was the mansion of the Ma family. He put out the fire that was about to start in time and cleaned up a few remaining forces along the way. He also killed a few martial arts people who wanted to fish in troubled waters. Only then did he stabilize the overall situation.
He was worried about Gu Yanying, so he returned to the city gate. He saw that the people around him were all tired. Even the Left and Right Protectors were no exception. After all, not everyone had the endless support of the Force of Earth. He smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Sit down and rest!"
He threw away the broken swords and sat on a corpse. Hearing this, everyone sat down on the ground as if their bones had been pulled out. The Left and Right Protectors did not care about their identity as swordsmen. They hugged their swords and leaned against the wall to rest.
Only the thin teenager came to Li Qingshan. He did not care about the blood and mud on the ground and bowed deeply.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Qingshan asked with a smile.
"Great King, please accept me as your disciple!"
"I thought you were inspired by my righteousness. I did not expect you to have such an idea." Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows, but he wasn't angry. Looking at the black saber in the youth's hand, he said, "Although your saber technique is a little lacking, your saber is not bad!"
Hearing Li Qingshan praising his saber twice, the thin teenager felt conflicted and gritted his teeth. He suddenly held the blade with both hands: "Lei Lie is willing to offer this blade to His Highness. As an apprenticeship gift! "
"Is this the Seven Slaughtering Demon Blade?" A cold light flashed in the Left Protector's eyes.
"Are you the disciple of the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord?" the Right Protector asked.
"I am the son of the Seven Slaughtering Demon Lord!" Lei Lie said proudly, causing the crowd to gasp.
"The Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord!" Li Qingshan only knew of this name through Fiend Star. He was the lucky one who obtained Fiend Star's power. No wonder the aura of this saber was so familiar. It was probably forged from the metal contained in the Demon Star. Naturally, it carried the aura of the Asura Dao. However, he smiled and shook his head. "I was just thinking of my own saber. Why would I want your saber? Since your father gave it to you, you should keep it well! "
Lei Lie let out a sigh of relief. This saber was a family heirloom, which meant a lot to him. However, he felt a deep sense of disappointment. Compared with a peerless saber technique, this saber was nothing. He said unwillingly, "I don't know what kind of saber you have, but I dare say that there is no saber in the world that can compare with this one."
"You are still too young." Li Qingshan laughed. How could such a saber compare with the Wild Flower Saber at the End of the Road?
"Your Highness, could it be that you're afraid that my identity will bring you trouble? If that's the case, I'll take my leave now!" Lei Lie's pale face flushed red.
"Lei Lie, have you ever done anything evil?"
"I have been practicing saber since I was three years old. There is no chance for me to do evil. Even my father was slandered by the world …"
"I don't care who your father is. It is enough for me to know you. From today on, you are a member of the World Society!"
"Yes!"
"But it is not convenient for me to accept disciples, and you are not suitable to use sabers. Throw this saber away and use a sword from now on!"
Li Qingshan waved his hand. The Left and Right Protectors looked at each other and nodded. In this way, his identity as the son of the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord could be concealed. Even if it was exposed, it could be said that he had turned over a new leaf and the reputation of the World Society would not be damaged.
Li Qingshan did not think so at all. He had never cared about the name "Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord". He had only seen through Lei Lie's background with his own knowledge.
Everyone in the world regarded the sword as the king of all weapons. A saber, on the other hand, could be taken out by a villager to chop firewood and meat without much practice. There had always been swordsmanship and no so-called saber. At most, it could only be said to be saber techniques.
There was no Dao of the saber, and there was no dignity to speak of. However, in the Asura Realm, the position of the saber was very high. If weapons were born to kill, then the saber would develop this killing intent to the extreme, making it difficult to control. Because it was simple and almost mediocre, it could not bring out its strengths. Therefore, there were not many Asura who used the saber.
The saber was the courage of all weapons. Li Qingshan's first enlightenment came from the saber.
"What!" Lei Lie was shocked and angry at the same time. He had been practicing the saber since he was born and waved the saber ten thousand times a day. Today, someone said that he was not suitable to use the saber.
"You are full of hatred and your heart is controlled by the saber. If you continue to practice, you will only become a madman."
"He is right. If you don't believe me, you can leave this saber for a while. The killing intent in your heart will naturally weaken. Not everyone is as warlike and bloodthirsty as him." Gu Yanying rode over. Even though she was wearing a silver eagle mask, her voice could not help but warm people's hearts.
Li Qingshan licked his lips and grinned. "Sometimes, I really want to know what it feels like to cut you down with a saber."
"Other people use a sword to cut off the threads of love. What's up with you using a saber?" Gu Yanying joked.
"Haha, a sword cutting off the threads of love and a saber cutting people. The effect should be about the same."
Lei Lie held the saber hilt tightly and his expression changed.
At this moment, there was a whoosh and a flock of crows flew up in panic.
Li Qingshan immediately arched his back and spread his fingers as if he was a beast that had sensed danger.
However, a lazy yawn rang out from behind him. A child walked out from behind him. His expression was dispirited and melancholy that did not match his age. He glanced at Li Qingshan. "Thank you, sleepyhead. I had such a deep sleep. Uhh, what is this place?"
"Little Ming!?"
Li Qingshan revealed a surprised expression because this unknown Divine Son had become even younger. He looked like he was only three to five years old and his aura had weakened to below the first heaven's tribulation. However, he did not know how he had walked out of the Asura Field that was imprisoned in this world.
Luo Hou Xiaoming put his hands on his waist and looked up at the stars. He seemed to see that this was a small world and said with a disdainful expression, "You are really going backwards."
"You have the cheek to say that." Li Qingshan laughed and thought, "You are just thanking me. Do you have any gifts?"
"Yes, it must let me bring it out."
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