Liang De has already scanned it with the Cruiser Conch of the Department of Marine Science. Within a radius of 200 kilometers, there is not a single primate of the opposite sex.

If we use Teacher Wen'an's stunning writing style in "Four Famous Catchers: Young Love" to describe it, it would be:

Male.Male.Male.Male.Male.

Male. Male. Hawkeye. Male. Male

Male.Male.Male.Male.Male.

…

There are men on the left and right, and men on top of the men.

Although he had known for a long time that the persecution of the Four Thunder Friends was not limited to straight men in the world... Liang De had never imagined that he would be involved in the right and wrong of this path.

Ade, calm down!

Sony Ericsson radar has not yet given any specific targets.

Unusual love may not be limited to a mere two hundred kilometers!

Liang De calmed down, and the demonized Eagle Eye immediately stabilized.

After the general drew his sword and asked the question, the young man in white held his sword in front of him, pressed his slender fingers on the hilt of the sword, and answered in a calm voice:

"Qingzhou, under the Yunhai Gate, Lin Dan."

"It turned out to be the disciple of Yunhai Shenjian, someone and..."

There was a bit of a smile on the general's face, and the expression on his face softened a lot, but mid-sentence, a gust of evil wind suddenly came out of his hand!

The grass blades under Xiao Hanye's feet were blown away. He took a step forward and struck the young man's chest and abdomen with a straight slash without any tricks.

This is not some mysterious and complicated trick, it is just the simplest and most direct strike.

He has no other desire than to disembowel people and take their lives.

With just one blow, life and death were determined immediately. Above the blade, the tragic aura on the battlefield was overwhelming.

When he slashed out this sword, Xiao Hanye felt that the eyes of all his subordinates were staring at his back, especially the old man who single-handedly raised him. Thinking of this, his sword became even more fierce.

The sharp blade tears through the wind, like a tiger roaring.

The blade is as bright as a fang, and if nothing happens, the next moment will be filled with blood and anger.

The evil wind blew quickly, and the long knife swung past the young man's position. The feeling of the long knife cutting into flesh and bones and cutting off muscles and bones that he had felt thousands of times did not come as expected. This knife actually cut through the air.

This sword that once cut down generals and captured flags in a thousand-army formation actually cut through nothing!

Xiao Hanye was horrified, but the young man had already approached him without knowing it, and was almost close to his chest!

It's too late, it's too late to take back the long sword that was slashed out.

His whole body was still in the state of moving forward and not obeying his orders. This moment was too short. Although his consciousness had awakened, his body could not react at all. His muscles and bones were stiff and solidified as if they were frozen.

The boy in white is short and draws his sword!

The sharp sword tip was not piercing Xiao Hanye.

His sword came out from under his left armpit and pointed upwards. There was only a ding sound, and sparks flew everywhere. This sword actually withstood Xiao Hanye's slashing blade without missing a beat.

The tip of the sword went all the way up the blade, making a tooth-piercing friction sound.

Dozens of flexible forces emitted from the tip of the sword and caught the blade and pulled it upwards. The force was not strong, but it was endlessly changing like mist in the sea of ​​clouds, constantly pulling the blade in all directions.

Xiao Hanye only felt the soreness and numbness coming from the tiger's mouth.

The tip of the sword was about to slide to the end of the blade, and the flexible strength suddenly merged into one.

The young man moved his left elbow horizontally to press the blade of the sword, held the handle of the sword with his right hand, pried it upward, and threw the sword out of Xiao Hanye's hand!

The knife is released from the hand and the sword is returned to the sheath.

"You are the ninth grade..."

Xiao Hanye's mouth was dry and he whispered this sentence.

From the moment he drew his sword to the moment he defeated the enemy, the young man always looked calm, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

Xiao Hanye's right hand was shaking after missing the knife.

To be able to avoid his own sword in an understatement, and to snatch the weapon from his palm almost like a play, it is impossible except for the ninth grade.

There are nine levels of martial arts in the world, with the ninth level being the highest and the first level being the lowest.

He was promoted to the eighth rank at the age of thirty and already had first-rate qualifications.

The young man in front of me is probably not yet twenty years old...

Once you enter the ninth level, you are extraordinary. Although the eighth and ninth levels are only separated by one layer, they are completely different.

In the more than 800 years since Taizu Gongsun Jin founded the country, there has never been an example of a martial artist below the ninth rank defeating the ninth rank.

Even if they are unscathed, it is not difficult for the other party to deal with people like them, not to mention that they are already leading a remnant army.

Can't win, absolutely can't win.

After being imprisoned for many years and having seen real masters, no one knows the terror of a ninth-level powerhouse better than Xiao Hanye.

Defeat is inevitable.

Thinking of this, Xiao Hanye suddenly smiled. He had just been defeated by someone, but he smiled somehow.

"Can we leave if I give you this box?"

"Since General Xiao is a loyal hero, Lin Dan does not dare to embarrass him.

Put down the copper box and never get entangled."

"Thank you."

"Um, ah?"

Hearing this thank you, the young man was a little overwhelmed and wiped his hands on his clothes.

"Thank you for giving me a reason to lose, a reason why I can't win no matter what."

When Xiao Hanye said these words, there was a contradictory color in his eyes that was relaxed but decisive.

"Abo, let's go home."

He turned around and said to the old man who was holding the flag upright. The latter's eyes widened in disbelief, and his white beard and hair were flying in the wind.

"It will never get dark, and we will never retreat if we fight to the death!"

The old soldier, who was called Uncle by Xiao Hanye, picked up the white general flag and slapped it hard on the ground.

"General, have you forgotten the old general?"

The old army shouted loudly:

"We are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Even if we die here today, we will not lose the prestige of Yongzhi Banner.

If you are loyal to your country, there will be no regrets in dying!"

Although the disabled soldiers behind the old army did not speak, they all looked resolute and unyielding. As long as they gave an order, they would risk their lives and fight one after another.

The white eternal day flag was cold and speechless in the blood-like twilight. Xiao Hanye stared fixedly at this general flag that represented the glory of his father's generation, and was speechless for a moment.

For a long time, the general who was staring at the plain white flag in the dusk suddenly pulled out the short knife from his waist and stabbed it into his lower abdomen. With a strong push, a column of blood shot out along the blood groove on the knife, and the white flag was shot out.

It's dyed like the color of the setting sun.

Sometimes a man who has made up his mind can speak more frankly and clearly with a knife.

No matter whether the knife is cutting at others or at yourself.

"Uncle, look, isn't this flag the same as the twilight... General Huwei Xiao Liu is dead. I am just me. I am Xiao Hanye, the Hanye you have watched since childhood.

I want to take you all back home, and don't die here in vain for this unknown thing.

Uncle, please let me be willful for once...

After I die, you can just disperse...live well and never worry about loyalty..."

When he said this, his face turned pale, and his figure looked as if he was about to fall down.

"General!"

Lao Jun quickly stepped forward to hold him up. The old man grabbed Xiao Hanye's left wrist and thrust his inner strength into him, knowing that he had no physical strength.

"Uncle, remove your armor for me..."

Xiao Hanye stood up reluctantly, his voice weak.

"Yes, General."

…

The boy in white is still standing with his sword in hand.

The sluggish motorcade gradually disappeared in the line where the dusk met the earth. His eyesight was astonishing, and he could vaguely see two figures, one tall and one short, supporting each other, slowly walking forward.

The copper box was in her arms. Lin Dan felt that there seemed to be something else in her arms, but she couldn't tell clearly.

Although the young man possesses peerless martial arts, he is still just a young man. There are still many things he does not understand and he cannot see everything in this world.

It's like there's a thieving little flea on his shoes, and he doesn't know anything about it.

Lin Dan put the copper box into his sleeve and was about to leave when he heard an extremely annoying voice in his ear.

"The boy named Lin got there one step ahead of me. His feet are quite fast."

The young man in Xuan Shang, who was wiping the tip of his nose in front of Lin Dan, spoke softly and bent down to pat away the dust from the grass blades that had caught on the hem of his robe when he swept over from the grass.

"You're too slow!"
To be continued...