In the Water Margin, it is said that thirty-six Tiangang and seventy-two Earth Demons are exactly the number of 108. The members of the Tiangang Group have not been killed in battle for so many years, but as long as one person dies, they will immediately draw people from the Earth Demons to make up for it. The number of people will always be 108, corresponding to the Tiangang and Earth Demons. Therefore, this formation was named Tiangang and Earth Demon Sword Formation. In order to let these 108 Heavenly Demons train this formation, Eunuch Cao has put in great effort.

Knowing that sword formations are proficient and so skillful that they are in harmony with each other, the more people they are, the more difficult it is to integrate them. When the Taoist brought the ancient sword formation score to Eunuch Cao, he suggested that Eunuch Cao start from the simplest four-person sword formation, four transformations, eight to sixteen, and these are gradually progressive. Eunuch Cao only asked which sword formation is the most powerful, and finally chose the Tiangang Earth Evil Formation, which is the most difficult to practice in the ancient sword formation score.

If you don’t play, don’t play. If you play, just play with the big one. What this sword formation needs to deal with is the world’s number one bend back six!

Eunuch Cao has always been unconventional in leading the team. As long as you have ambition and strength, I can satisfy you what you want. But if you cannot meet my requirements or take advantage of the situation, Eunuch Cao's methods are enough to make people scare.

The unknown Taoist who gave the ancient score of the sword formation also said that if Eunuch Cao could really practice the Tiangang Earth Evil Sword Formation of 108 people, then the gods and Buddhas would not block the gods and Buddhas. When the Tiangang Earth Evil Formation was formed, there was a red light in the sky, which could attract strange phenomena from the sky. It can be seen that the power of the Tiangang Earth Evil Sword Formation. Now Lin Kunlun is alone in the formation. Although his courage and courage are amazing, in Eunuch Cao's view, he is undoubtedly seeking death!

The moment one person comes into contact with a hundred people.

The war is about to break out.

The four people who were the first to be hit directly gave Lin Kunlun a sword. Lin Kunlun, who was as strong as a calf, opened his arms and suddenly closed them. The four swords that extended to him were actually stuck in his hands. Lin Kunlun's face appeared with a grim smile. When he turned his hands, the four swords specially customized by Eunuch Cao were instantly broken by his powerful twist. However, the sword formation was definitely not as good as an ordinary warrior duel. The swords in the hands of the four people were broken. They were not in love with fighting, and as soon as they retreated, they would be filled with the others.

Layered and endlessly surrounded by endless loops.

This is the essence of the sword formation.

It is true that you, Lin Kunlun, are a tiger descending the mountain.

But when tigers are exhausted, it will be the real killer move at that time.

Lin Kunlun was caught in the sword formation and rushed left and right, but the sword formation changed rapidly so quickly that it was overwhelming. He was as powerful as a beast trapped in a cage but had nowhere to vent. Standing outside the yard, the bent back Lao Liu looked at Lin Kunlun in the formation. The bent back Lao Liu, who had experienced hundreds of battles in his life, naturally knew that Lin Kunlun was passive now, but he also knew that the reason why Lin Kunlun was passive was not because he was not brave enough, but because he said to him before the formation that he should not kill people. The simple Lin Kunlun really never used heavy hand-to-hand death from beginning to end. If Kunlun could really let go, then the fist in his hand could set a way out for himself! The key to breaking this formation also cared about this. He paid attention to doing his best to kill people first, otherwise he would be exhausted sooner or later if he was dragged like Kunlun.

The bent back Lao Liu did not give any advice, nor did he tell Kunlun that he could do it. For Lin Kunlun, the bent back Lao Liu did not doubt Yuan Tiandao's judgment back then. If it were time to go, it would definitely be invincible in the world. However, both Yuan Tiandao and the bent back Lao Liu knew that Kunlun had two fatal fatal points. One was that he could not know that his younger brother Lin Baqian was bullied, and the other was that he was too honest. If I said that if I didn't let you kill someone, you wouldn't really kill him? The battle between masters was between the front line, and the opportunity for the fight was fleeting. If you didn't know how to adapt, you would never be able to become a great person!

Only ten minutes, although ten minutes are short, they are extremely long in Eunuch Cao's eyes. You should know that the old Taoist priest said back then that the sword formation is great, and there are no more than ten people in the world who can hold on to this sword formation for ten minutes!

At this time, there were more than ten short swords of the 108 Heavenly Death Soldiers, but Lin Kunlun in the formation was stabbed by more than 30 swords by the infinitely transformed sword formation. That is, Lin Kunlun's overlord's body and physical body were domineering. More than 30 swords only caused some skin trauma, otherwise these more than 30 swords would be more than 30 holes. However, for top masters, these trauma are trivial matters. The most important thing is the consumption of the body's qi in these ten minutes. At this time, Lin Kunlun's qi is no longer as honest and continuous as before.

Eunuch Cao took a deep breath, and he glanced at the bent back Lao Liu. Seeing that the bent back Lao Liu did not move, he couldn't help but sneer. It's time, you are still talking about the so-called rules of a warrior? I really think I can't see that you can still endure it now. I'm using my man to cultivate Lin Kunlun's body? But when the formation changes, I'm afraid that you bent back Lao Liu will not be able to save Lin Kunlun!

Ten minutes later, most of the sword was damaged.

Lin Kunlun has become a bloody man.

He has not killed a single person since he entered the formation.

Eunuch Cao raised his hand and changed the formation at this moment.

If the killing formation is completed, Lin Kunlun will undoubtedly die, and even the gods cannot save him!

With Eunuch Cao's gesture, the Tiangang Earth Demon Sword Formation composed of 108 people suddenly changed. Whether it was a broken sword or a whole sword, the sword end pointed to the sky, and there was a vague view of the sword end wrapped around it, and it turned from green to purple in a moment, which was really amazing.

The bent back Lao Liu opened his eyes and sighed, Kunlun, should you scold or pity?

After saying that, Lao Liu, bent back, took a step forward.

A left hand was cut out.

One knife was released.

Tornados appear on the flat ground.

Thunder arises everywhere.

The strip bluestone slabs specially sent from other places on the ground in this villa were originally indestructible and unweathered for a hundred years.

At this time, wherever the sword energy passes, it is like a dragon coming out of the abyss and fighting in the wilderness.

Not only the bluestone slabs on the ground turned into powder.

A three-foot deep ditch appeared on the ground.

Eunuch Cao was both heartbroken and shouted: "Change again!"

One hundred and eight people changed the formation in a hurry, and once again used the killing formation to turn the defense formation. The training over the past few years made their formation change extremely fast. In an instant, one hundred and eight swords gathered into a blue-purple barrier, and it seemed that everything was insurmountable.

Wherever the sword energy reaches.

The barrier shattered in response to the sound.

The one hundred and eight people were as if they were swept up by the strong wind, and they were in a mess in an instant.

Even so, the sword energy still had no intention of stopping. He passed through the seemingly indestructible barrier and continued to force forward. I don’t know how far this sword would be. Eunuch Cao had no doubt that the villa behind him would be cut in half by this sword.

Eunuch Cao opened his arms.

He also wanted to escape like Amon, but Amon could still come back after running away. If Eunuch Cao dared to take a step back today, what was waiting for him was the abyss. He had never turned back since he took the first step of the year.

Eunuch Cao closed his eyes.

It is not unfair to die under the sword of the bent back Lao Liu. After all, under the sword of the bent back Lao Liu, you never kill an unknown person.

After a moment, Eunuch Cao opened his eyes. He was not dead. The one hundred and eight people in front of him were in disarray.

The sword intent that was so vast that it made people desperately disappear.

Lin Kunlun in the courtyard and the curved back Lao Liu at the door disappeared.

Maybe he's gone?

In the room, the man behind Eunuch Cao was still holding a book. Unlike Eunuch Cao, there was no tension on his face. In front of him was a man wearing a white long gown, holding a folding fan in his hand, and a plum blossom was painted on the fan. His brushwork was vigorous and exquisite in painting. There was an extremely strange iron mask hanging on his face, and his true face could not be seen.

The master asked with a smile, "Sir, he knows you are here, so he retreats when he sees the difficulties?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar who was called a gentleman by the master smiled bitterly and said, "I can stop him, but I will most likely die."

"Oh." The master whispered.

The word "Oh" fell into the ears of Eunuch Cao, but the white-clothed Confucian scholar still performed as usual. He smiled and said, "There is no fear in the dictionary of "Bendon Lao Liu". In the world a hundred years ago, in terms of qualifications, Gai Jiuyou was absolutely unparalleled. Even Nalan Jingde and Liu Jingtang, including several rangers who did not leave the mountain, were much higher than the qualifications of "Bendon Lao Liu". The reason why he achieved today was simply because of the aura in his heart that he achieved the overlord sword intent. There are thousands of people playing with swords in the world. Not to mention a hundred years, a bent back Lao Liu will only have a bent back Liu. The so-called "unprecedented person before, and there will be no one after the future."

The master nodded and said, "Where is Lin Changsheng who is going to enter Beijing?"

A white-clothed Confucian scholar said: "I haven't seen anyone, so it's hard to comment."

After saying that, the white-clothed Confucian scholar turned around and bowed, "There is no killing this time when Lao Liu comes here, and he has the intention to kill but has no intention to kill."

The master smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Sixth Master, Sixth Master.

Yours is really outdated.

——Zhao Goudan is a veteran. When he was sixteen years old, the army passed by his doorstep. He had no home, and he gritted his teeth and simply joined the army. At the age of sixteen, he had not grown up yet, and he had no strength. At first, Zhao Goudan was assigned to the kitchen squad, but later the team was broken up in a counter-ambush. Zhao Goudan found another team to lie about his age. In addition, he had grown a lot at this time and finally carried a gun. At that time, people were fighting in wars. Zhao Goudan

Dan has no teeth now, his right hand is gone, and only three fingers are left in his left hand, and there are still several shrapnel in his body that have not been removed. There is nothing wrong on weekdays, but it will be unbearable to suffer from windy, rainy or cold weather. But even so, Zhao Goudan has always felt that he is lucky in this life. Compared with those brothers who died in battle who don’t even know the name, isn’t he just giving face to God?

After the war, his old leader asked him whether he would stay in Beijing to accompany him or what he wanted. The world was finally peaceful. Although Zhao Goudan also wanted to serve the old leader, he wanted to go home to take a look. He scratched his head and made a shameless request and said, "Give me some money, I want to go home to get a wife."

The leader smiled and took out all the money he had on his body and put them all in eight yuan and seven cents to him. Zhao Goudan returned to his hometown. There was no one at home. His parents died at the gun of the Japanese devils, and they didn't know where the bones went. Zhao Goudan set up a small mound for his parents at the location of the ancestral tomb in his memory. The medal he received for the first time on the battlefield was buried. It was considered to comfort his parents' spirit of heaven. After doing this, Zhao Goudan was physically disabled and had half of his gums and leaked his air. He must have looked good. In addition, his right hand was gone, but his left hand was left with three fingers. The farm work was

If he couldn't do it, his wife would naturally not be able to marry him. There were many girls who went on blind dates with him, but any girl was so scared that she couldn't sit steadily at her. Zhao Goudan wanted to take her down for the rest of her life and not harm other girls. Later, her eldest aunt felt sorry for her, and her cousin was also not good at her legs and feet because of congenital polio, so she simply married her. At that time, everyone didn't know a word, and they didn't know what close relatives were not close relatives. Later, her cousin died of two children. Her cousin was soft-hearted and she had to give birth to a child. As a result, her third child was born, and her cousin died of bleeding.

Zhao Goudan pulled the child into a big mess and pee. The child was stupid. Zhao Goudan knew that no matter how stupid it was, it was his own root. However, when the child was nine years old, Zhao Goudan went to work, but when he came back, he disappeared. Even the stupid child was lost.

If your wife dies and the child is lost, people have to live. In the past, every household is poor, and Zhao Goudan is so miserable. Later, the neighbors are all living well. This is a bit miserable than Zhao Goudan, a disabled old man. Zhao Goudan likes to tell people the stories on the battlefield back then. Although Zhao Goudan is not good at speaking and is speechless, there are still people who listen at first. But afterwards, there are only a few things that everyone is annoyed. Later, everyone laughed at Zhao Goudan and said, "Goudan, Goudan, you are really confused. If you didn't greedy for the eight yuan and seven cents to follow your leader, now you are a man in Beijing, and you will not be so miserable now?"

When others laughed at him like this, Goudan always smiled and shook his head and said, "You don't know this anymore. I don't want to be there. It's someone who is afraid of losing my chief."

Later, Zhao Goudan's health was getting worse day by day, and she couldn't do anything. Two of the three tiled houses in her family collapsed. The remaining one was raining heavily outside and it rained lightly inside the house. The village said that he had built a house for himself several times. Later, a nephew from my family who had no homestead in the village discussed with him that he would use his homestead to build a house. After building it, he would take care of himself for his old age and see him off. The same way, his homestead was left to this

My nephew, Zhao Goudan, agreed without thinking. His nephew demolished the three tiled houses and built a two-story building, which was so grand! As a result, before Zhao Goudan had lived there for three days, his niece-in-law and nephew's children disliked the heavy smell and drove him out. However, his nephew was kind-hearted and built a small house next to the pigpen, which could shelter from the wind and rain. Two years later, his family was demolished, and his nephew's family divided the building and he lost his home.

The snow that year was bigger than this year. He was trembling on the streets. Everyone looked like a life-threatening bull-headed horse-faced face. A little baby in elementary school gave him a hot meal. The child wanted to live in his house. However, when Zhao Goudan saw the child's parents' disgusting expression, he was not bored. However, he was as shameless as he had been back then and begged the little baby to help him do something. He took out an address and asked the child to help him write a letter to the chief. The child probably thought that he was pitiful and cried. Zhao Goudan had a lot of words to say to the chief, but he really wanted him to say he couldn't say a word. After holding it in for a long time, he asked the child to write a sentence: Chief, everything is fine, I miss you, brothers.

The letter was sent out. The child sat with him every day after school, listened to the story he had told thousands of times, and then discussed together whether the leader was still alive. If he was still alive or not, whether he could receive his letter. Zhao Goudan swears to tell the child that the leader said that he would never move in his life because he was afraid that they would not find him one day, so as long as the leader was still alive, he would definitely receive the letter.

The child said again that you should tell your old leader that you have been bullied, that he is so powerful that he will definitely help you with revenge.

Zhao Goudan smiled and said, "What kind of revenge should I take? I am so old, God treats me well. Besides, I don't want the leader to laugh at me."

On the seventh day after the letter was mailed out, someone went to the village to pick him up. Zhao Goudan didn't know where he was going. When he arrived at the place, he realized that he had arrived in Beijing and lived in a clean sanatorium. He chatted with people and found out that there were seven or eight hundred people living in this sanatorium. They were all veterans from that time, from different teams, and they were picked up by others. As for whom they were picked up, they didn't know.

When we get here, we can have a chat, and we are not lonely. We can eat well and wear warmly.

What I talked about most was the war back then.

Zhao Goudan knew that the old leader must have received it, and the old leader brought him over.

But Zhao Goudan kept thinking, since the old leader is alive, why don’t he meet him? Did he forget himself? Later, when he talked about this with other old people, everyone unanimously agreed that the old leader must be too busy.

I felt relieved.

In the past two years, Zhao Goudan's health has become worse and worse, and he can't see things clearly with both eyes. He is nearly 100 years old. The old buddies in the sanatorium have left one after another. Even if he leaves, he will not lose money. However, if he can meet the old leader for the last time before his death, this life will be worth it.

Today's caregiver is very good, but he doesn't like talking. He fetched a basin of hot water to wash his feet. Zhao Goudan couldn't see clearly how he looked, so he could only vaguely see a young man standing beside the caregiver. After washing his feet, the caregiver touched his calves and said, "Does it still hurt here?"

"It hurt a few years ago, but I haven't realized it in the past two years. You are not Xiao Ding when you hear the sound?" Zhao Goudan asked.

"Zhao Goudan, can't you hear my voice?" asked the nurse.

Zhao Goudan didn't believe his ears a little, and the nurse stood up and sat next to him and said, "Goudan, I'm Brother Six."

Zhao Goudan shivered for a moment, and he shook his head and said, "Which old guy in which room are you making fun of me? The old leader is so busy, how can he have time to see me?"

The nurse pointed to Zhao Goudan's mouth and said, "This wound, Huaihua, Hunan, in August, you drank the pumpkin for three months and almost didn't come."

He pointed to Zhao Goudan's right hand and said, "Zhangjiajie, you carried the flag in your hand and got hit by a stray bullet. Your hand was gone. You changed to your left hand and got hit again, and you lost two fingers."

After saying that, he took Zhao Goudan's hand and put it on his back and said, "If you don't believe it anymore, touch your back, will you bend it?"

Zhao Goudan cried, the ninety-three-year-old man cried like a child.
To be continued...