Broken Night - Chapter 256

[Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty One ─ Once the two families fought each other]

Broken Night

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Chapter 251 – Once the two

families fought each other “Hong Zhan is a strange existence in my clan. Like all clansmen, he has infinite confidence and pride in the corpse pattern. But at the same time, he He

couldn’t let go of his love for his family and country.”

“Under the dilemma, he chose to temporarily leave the Heicheng Tower. Instead of returning to the family, he went directly to the bloody front.”

“Heichengta represents our clan. The Hong family is the family he came from.”

“He was caught in a dilemma, and finally escaped to the bloody front to fight for the country.”

“That’s when he encountered the left bloody battle.

” With the hidden skills of Dao and the most authentic Hongjiaquan practiced since childhood, Zuo Xuezhan did not see any clues, but he and Hong Zhan became good friends at first sight

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battle line has been through for more than ten years.”

“Until…”

… the

bloody battle line.

For the bloody front, there are many different descriptions.

Especially for the south, if the southerners have the most appropriate imagination for the underworld, it is the bloody front.

But in fact, the real bloody front is not as terrible as imagined.

The bloody front was built at the north-south transition.

Near the north, there are endless tents, big or small.

That is the front set and inhabited by the major tribes and the three major forces in the north.

Near the south, there is a neat city wall.

The city wall is more than tens of feet high, and its body has bursts of spikes, and there are various unknown plants entrenched on the city wall.

This city wall is called [Senmang] in the south.

The Sencong in the south and the tent in the north are nearly a hundred miles away.

This distance is the bloody front, the place of war between the two sides.

But in fact, in the past few hundred years, there have been few large-scale aggressions between the North and the South.

The north wins because of its strength. If the cultivators from the north and the south fight one-on-one, the cultivator from the north will win in all likelihood.

Because the north came from a dire living environment, they were better at fighting than the south, or should be said to kill.

But the South is better than systematic training. Compared with the North, there are more practitioners in the South, and they grow fast enough. The time to become an instant combat force is faster than that in the North.

Therefore, the two sides have rarely fought in these hundreds of years, because everyone knows that they can’t help each other.

Even so, petty fights are inevitable.

One is to test the strength of both sides, and the other is to test the younger generation.

On the bloody front, it is rare to see masters of the Four Palaces, Hundred Patterns or above.

The bloody front has become a test ground for the younger generations of both sides.

hundreds of years ago.

On the bloody front, a young man sat down on a hill without an image, looked at the cultivators in the far north fleeing in embarrassment, and sneered.

It’s just this smile, as if it affected some of his wounds, so he grinned and scolded.

“Where is the injury?” A voice sounded from behind.

The young man didn’t turn his head, and said to himself, “The left rib is probably broken.”

“Then he won’t die.”

Whoosh.

The whistling sound sounded after itself, and the young man reached out his hand subconsciously and took a wine jug.

The same young man came over, his face was cold, and the smell of blood on his body condensed and lingered.

“It would be better to drink some wine.” The cold and stern young man said this, and he also held a jug and drank.

The young man sitting in the hilltop laughed and scolded, “The people of your Zuo family have a dead face, I’m not used to it.” As

he spoke, he started drinking.

The spirits entered the stomach and turned into a warm ball.

The stern young man looked at the young man sitting on the hill with a smile in the depths of his eyes: “If I feel anything from my recent cultivation, maybe I’m about to break through the three palaces.”

The young man sitting on the hill immediately immediately He

jumped up: “What!?”

“Zuo Xue Battle, let me tell you! I will not lose to you.” The cold and

stern youth Zuo Xue Zhan’s expression remained unchanged: “If you’re not afraid, why do you need to be so angry?”

“Hong Zhan , don’t forget the bet.”

“Whoever loses can’t go after Hua’er.”

Hong Zhan also sneered: “Who wins and who loses is still unknown!

” Didn’t take this to heart.

In the past six years, the two have experienced countless life-and-death crises together, and have long become close friends.

Even the girls I like are the same.

But this did not affect the relationship between the two, and a bet was made.

Whoever breaks through the three palaces first, the other will not pursue that girl for life.

The sun was setting, and the sky was getting darker.

A gust of cool wind blew, causing Zuo Xuezhan to look up and say, “It’s night, let’s go.” After speaking, he turned around and left.

But after walking a few steps, he found that Hong Zhan was still sitting on the hill and motionless.

“Hong Zhan?”

Zuo Xuezhan walked to Hong Zhan’s side, only to feel that Hong Zhan’s face was dark, as if black air covered his face, while his body was trembling slightly, as if he was enduring some unbelievable pain.

Zuo Xuezhan’s face changed slightly: “What’s wrong with you?”

But soon, feeling the powerful fluctuations in the power of the pattern, Zuo Xuezhan said anxiously: “Are you going to break through?” Breaking through the

pattern has always been a major event.

Even many famous families will pre-estimate their breakthrough time before breaking through, in order to prepare for carving into the palace.

But on the front lines, obviously there will be no such time.

Zuo Xuezhan carried Hong Zhan on his back: “I’ll take you back. The Hong family has a special tattoo artist here.

” Grave…”

Although Zuo Xuezhan’s expression seemed unchanged, he was also anxious: “What nonsense are you talking about…”

Just behind the shoulders came the strength of Hong Zhan tightly clasping: “Go… corpse “Grave…”

Zuo Xuezhan frowned tightly.

For a long time, he could only grit his teeth and pounce in that direction.

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Zuo Xue Zhan flew all the way, this way, it is not too far for the cultivator.

But when it comes to near, it can’t be finished in the blink of an eye.

And most importantly, the North.

For nearly a thousand years, the South has been opposed to the North.

Since the bloody front was established, the South has always been the defender.

The North has always attacked, even if it can block the North’s attack, but it is not naive enough to think that it can attack the defense.

And the further north you go, the more dangerous it becomes, even if it’s just a short distance.

About a few minutes later, there was a fierce voice: “The soft bastard in the south! How dare you enter the north of me!” Accompanying the fierce voice was a sharp knife light!

Zuo Xuezhan did not answer, but his eyes flashed a stern look!

boom!

A heavy punch slammed into the chest of the northern tattooed man with lightning speed.

The next moment, his face was full of disbelief, his chest was broken and he died!

But this is the site of the northern cultivators.

In just about ten minutes, Zuo Xue Zhan killed more than a dozen cultivators in the north.

The most dangerous one was a cultivator at the peak of the Second Palace Realm. He stabbed the long sword in Zuo Xuezhan’s abdomen fiercely, but was pulled close by Zuo Xuezhan, and the same punch smashed his head into pieces.

In just about ten minutes, I experienced countless struggles on the edge of life and death!

Finally, came to the so-called corpse tomb.