Chapter 939 Arrival

The ruins of Firefox City have a history of more than 200 years, one year longer than the history of the Great Sui Kingdom. This is the most cruel and tragic battle that the Sui army fought before heading north to attack Chang'an. All the elite troops of the Zheng army gathered here to resist the Sui army's offensive. The Zheng army, which had the superior force, also rely on Firefox City, but in the end they lost.

That's because at that time, everyone from Yang Jian to soldiers, felt a sense of excitement.

A breath of never admit defeat.

More than two hundred years later, Yang Jian arrived in Firefox City again. But now he doesn’t have the courage he used to be, and he only breathes a sigh of relief.

Fang Jie was anxious to chase him, but he was anxious to escape.

For so many days, from Jiangnan to Jiangbei, Fang Jie has not stopped for even a minute. Yang Jian is very clear about why Fang Jie chased him so fiercely, because Fang Jie does not allow him to recover. Fang Jie knows that his cultivation is not as good as Yang Jian, and the only way to win is to fight perseverance and fighting spirit. Force Yang Jian to not have a chance to breathe, so Yang Jian will not be able to regulate and recover.

This is the only condition for winning.

Even if Yang Jian was given one day to recover, Fang Jie was not sure whether he could win. Therefore, the aura that the Sui army must have broken Firefox City was not on the Yang family, but on Fang Jie.

In the ruins of Firefox City, the speed of the two people running was actually far less rapid than the initial one. During the journey, the two people fought and ran over like this. If it were an ordinary person, they would not know how many times they had been exhausted, and even if it was a BMW produced in the Western Regions grasslands, they would not know how many times they would be exhausted.

But they are still persevering.

Yang Jian did not expect Fang Jie to be so persistent at first. He fought and retreated just to find an opportunity to restore his cultivation. However, Fang Jie's death forced him to escape to Chang'an City. Only by returning to Chang'an City can he get rid of his current embarrassing and embarrassed situation.

Only when he returns to Chang'an City can he calm down his confidence.

"If you chase this, you will eventually die."

Yang Jian was already out of breath. This was a rare thing for a practitioner, let alone for a great practitioner. He kept running for the past few days, even though his body had been tempered by the half of Wan Xingchen's cultivation, he was still a little overwhelmed.

However, Fang explained that the abnormal physique looks easier than Yang Jian. However, it is not easy to catch up with Yang Jian.

"No one can say the final thing!"

Fang Jie slashed over with a knife, and Yang Jian staggered away. As the blade passed, a brick and stone were split in one by one. Such power seemed to be no longer possible to be used by Fang Jie. The knife energy was less than two meters away from the knife. If it were the case, Mo Ningzhi would have laughed at him a few words.

But at this time, if Mo Ningzhi was present, I was afraid that I would not be able to say a word.

"Even if I don't chase you now, won't you kill me in the future?"

Fang Jie squeezed out a few words from his mouth, and his lips had already been cracked. He didn't even remember that he hadn't eaten or drunk water for several days. If he hadn't been in a stunning body, he would have been limp on the ground. The same was true for Yang Jian. The heroic battle was even far greater than any battle he had fought when he led his army to pacify the world.

Along the way, after passing the water, take a few sips. Take a fish casually, and eat a few raw bites regardless of the scales. Both sides must be careful of the other party's sneak attack and accurately calculate their remaining physical strength.

The most important thing is that the two of them have not slept for a long time.

With their cultivation level, as long as they close their eyes, they will be afraid that they will faint immediately.

While running, Yang Jian picked up half a brick from the broken wall and turned around and smashed it towards Fang Jie. Such a move would not have the style of a great cultivator, but it was more like a fight between two rogues on the street. At this time, he did not dare to consume a little more of his internal energy, and he had already run here, not far from Chang'an City. At least... it felt like it was not far away.

Fang Jie did not choose to split the half of the brick with the morning dew knife, because every time he raised his arm, he was exhausting his energy. He watched the brick fly over, then tilted his head to the side, and the brick flew over his ears with a slight difference. Even if he made such a simple dodge, Fang Jie had to accurately calculate his movements.

"I have already promised you that the king of the other surname is Wang, what else do you want?"

He had already run and said that this was the only thing he had not given up yet. Because he knew that Fang Jie was just like him at this time, just running with one breath. If a certain sentence of his touched Fang Jie, perhaps Fang Jie's perseverance would be relaxed at a certain moment, which would lead to him being unable to continue chasing.

Fang Jie didn't speak.

"As long as I live, it will be of great benefit to the Central Plains. If you hate foreigners, then you can fight... I hate it too. As long as I live, I will fight. If you have the Black Flag Army, I can call on hundreds of thousands of troops. If you kill me, is it good for fighting against foreign enemies?"

"You and I join forces, there are no enemies in this world."

"Shut up."

Fang Jie kicked the ground hard and swung the knife again. The knife energy barely reached Yang Jian's back. Without iron armor or strong armor, Yang Jian's clothes were cut straight into a line, and the skin was turned on, but not much blood was flowing out. In Jiangnan, Da Zizai said that Yang Jian needed to constantly exchange blood to maintain his life. Now Fang Jie has believed it, and he has become more and more aware that Yang Jian has reached the end of his journey.

If he hadn't known that he was almost exhausted, how could he have not given up trying to convince him?

"You don't have much blood coming out."

Fang Jie said calmly, but he saw Yang Jian's body trembling involuntarily.

"I know that you are going back to Chang'an, and the descendants of the Yang family you brought by your side are already dead. This is also one of the reasons why I fought with you... I also know that you are in a hurry to go back to Chang'an because you must have left something in Chang'an City. Only when you go back can you recover your cultivation."

Fang Jie threw the Chaolu sword out again. The knife flew over the Yang family's neck, leaving a cracked mark on the Yang family's neck. But Yang Jian did not dare to reach out to pick up the Chaolu sword, because he knew that Fang Jie would never make such a mistake easily. As long as he picked up the knife, the golden flames might burn all over his body in an instant with his hands.

Yang Jian still remembers the great freedom in the fireball very clearly.

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A team of cavalry scouts rushed from a distance. Although their mission was boring and hard, they were always a little lucky whenever they thought of the soldiers in front of them braved arrows and rocks like mountain collapses. The place where this scout team carried out their mission was on the border of Gyeonggi Province, which was still far from Chang'an City. When the rebels attacked Chang'an, the team set up thousands of troops every hundred miles after entering Gyeonggi Province to prevent accidents in the back team.

to be honest

These soldiers were a little lazy. Over the past few days, the army has made no progress in besieging Chang'an. It is said that every time they attacked Chang'an, thousands of corpses would be left behind. Such a tall and strong city wall, ordinary people would feel a complete sense of powerlessness when they looked up.

However, the people above didn't know what they thought, just refused to give up.

In Chang'an, the rebels could not even surround them, so they had to divide their troops to block all the city gates. But even if they were not blocked, would the people in the city come out by themselves?

Relatively speaking, although these scouts have to do hard every day, they have no complaints. What's more, they haven't patroled seriously for a long time. Every time they go out of the camp, they run to the Firefox City as fast as possible, and immediately turn back when they see that there is nothing to do.

The leader was a team leader, who led more than 20 scouts along the official road to Huohu City. The scouts must remain alert when they marched and divided into three teams in front and back. Or because they had been lazy for too long, they were too lazy to be prepared for anything. No one expected that the God of Death would come on this day.

When the team saw someone running over from a distance from the official road, he didn't care at first. Now there are many beggars and refugees in this world. He threw away the whip and planned to whip the beggar over as before. Every time this happens, everyone will laugh.

But this time, before his whip could be pulled out, the beggar pointed at him. The team felt a chill of his heart, and then it fell from the horse's back. A blood hole as big as a fist appeared in his heart, and it was penetrated from the front and back, and his heart had broken into flesh paste.

The beggar turned his horse on his back, turned around and rushed towards the north. Then he took action in an instant and killed all the war horses.

Fang Jie frowned, but the determination in his eyes became even stronger.

All the war horses were killed by Yang Jian, so he could only continue running.

However, he never thought of giving up.

Yang Jian kept waving the whip. The horse was in pain and rushed forward while neighing. Fang Jie bit his lip and speeded up and followed behind.

Run through villages.

Run through the woods.

Running across hills.

I have already entered Gyeonggi Province, and this time, Chang'an is really not far away.

The people in front were running wildly on horseback, while the people chasing behind were even more crazy.

After dark

Yang Jian pulled the distance between him and Fang Jie to twenty meters. He rode a horse for a whole day but didn't throw Fang Jie away! What annoyed him the most was that even Fang Jie hiking and chasing the horse on foot did not give him time to recover. He continued to launch an offensive, and each attack by Fang Jie would be divided into two routes, killing people and killing horses.

When it was dark, Yang Jian, who was riding a horse, seemed even more tired. Because he not only had to avoid Fang Jie's offensive, but also had to protect the seated horse.

However, even though he was protected, the war horse could not hold on and fell down.

"What's the benefit of killing me!"

Yang Jian jumped off the horse's back and continued to run forward. The war horse finally neighed, fell to the side of the road, and died soon after. Fang Jie chased behind Yang Jian, and there was no sweat in his body to drain. When he passed by the dead horse, he slapped one horse's leg with one knife, then drank the smelly horse blood, bite a few bites of raw meat and then threw the horse's leg away.

"It's not good, I have to kill it."

Fang Jie felt that his eyes had begun to turn black, which was definitely not a good sign. When his vision became dark, Fang Jie knew what a terrible ending would be.

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Thirty miles behind the two

Xiang Qingniu moved forward step by step, and he could no longer run.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked forward, but saw nothing, just a piece of white. After walking a few more steps, he finally couldn't hold on and fell down. The black and white fish hovered beside him, looking a little uneasy.

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Xiang Qingniu is one hundred and twenty miles behind.

Chen Qingsan and others were as tired as they drove a carriage and discussed several people taking turns to rest. Their biggest reliance was that there were many people and they could rotate. However, they did not have Xiang Qingniu's heart, and it was even more difficult to catch up with Fang Xue. If it weren't for Mu Xiaoyao, they would have lost it long ago.

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Military camp

A endless military camp.

When Yang Jian saw this military camp, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at it, and then saw the city wall that was as eternal as a mountain, lying across the heaven and earth.

Chang'an
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