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Chapter 645: Desperate Martyrs

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    It can be seen that there are still some "like-minded" people with Xiang Tiancheng, walking forward in this place full of murderous opportunities and ruins.

    Some people saw Xiang Tiancheng's face startled, and immediately moved away.

    Others just glanced silently.

    Because not everyone has seen Xiang Tiancheng.  Even if many people knew the name, they had never met Xiang Tiancheng.

    Xiang Tiancheng was very generous, as if he hadn't seen anything.  If no one troubled him, he naturally wouldn't trouble others at will.

    "Damn, it's trash again"

    "Lang lang lang"

    Not far away, a black-faced young man threw out the black utensil in his hand in dissatisfaction.

    It was a black jar, which had long been decayed, even worse than broken copper and iron.

    "This is an ancient battlefield, and there is such a powerful murderous intent and anger. All good things have to be corroded. How can there be treasures everywhere?"

    Someone shook his head and laughed.

    Along the way, this black-faced young man picked up everything he saw, and he was a money fanatic.

    It was the broken jar just now that he held in his hand and looked at it for a while, for fear of being mistaken.

    Xiang Tiancheng couldn't help looking at the black-faced youth twice more, because the other party reminded him of Niu Busan, if the other party was here, he might be even more money-obsessed than the black-faced youth.

    "It's none of your business? I am willing, what can you do with me?"

    The black-faced youth curled his lips and cursed indifferently.

    What surprised Xiang Tiancheng even more was that the other people didn't show dissatisfaction, but smiled indifferently.

    What he didn't know was that the black-faced youth smashed a giant skeleton with a slap before, and his strength was so powerful that ordinary people really dare not do anything to him.

    However, the other party has a good personality, and he won't get angry if he teases the other party a few words.

    Not long after, Xiang Tiancheng saw a huge bone sword inserted obliquely on a mountain peak, with some strange lines on it.

    "Clang"

    He flicked his fingers, and the bone sword made a sound.

    "Sure enough, it's something of a foreign race."

    Xiang Tiancheng whispered.

    This bone sword must have been regarded as a treasure back then. Although it has been eroded by the years, it is still extremely hard and has not decayed.

    "Step aside."

    Suddenly, there was a loud roar from behind him.

    When I turned around, I saw a black figure running towards me like an arrow, and the void was trembling.

    It was the black-faced youth.

    Xiang Tiancheng narrowed his eyes slightly. This black-faced young man looked simple and honest, but he was actually very powerful.

    "collapse"

    Hearing a loud noise, the black-faced youth broke the bone sword with one kick, and even the mountain peak shattered.

    "Brother, don't get me wrong, that's what he is."

    Just as Xiang Tiancheng looked at the black-faced young man in a daze, someone reminded him.

    Naturally, Xiang Tiancheng wouldn't misunderstand, because he had sensed that the other party had no ill intentions towards him early on, otherwise he would have already made a move.

    However, this black-faced young man's behavior may be regarded as a provocation by many other people.

    "Hahaha¡­¡­"

    I saw that the black-faced young man laughed a few times as if no one was there, leaped high like a giant beast, and stomped on the broken bone sword, repeating this at a very fast speed.

    However, it looks really funny and weird.

    "This bone sword is not bad. Although the inside is damaged, it is definitely a sharp weapon after polishing."

    Like Xiang Tiancheng, there were also a few people who had just arrived and looked at the black-faced young man blankly, watching him trample a bone sword to pieces.

    "I don't want things from foreign races, even extreme weapons."

    The black-faced youth shouted loudly while stepping on it.

    As soon as this sentence came out, Xiang Tiancheng and others understood why the black-faced youth did this.

    However, this is too extreme.  Everyone hates alien races, but isn't it a waste of effort to treat something that used to be alien races like this?

    "You're too good at pretending, you don't even want extreme weapons? What's more, wouldn't it be more enjoyable to get a weapon of a foreign race to kill a foreign race? What's the use of you ruining him like this?"

    Someone joked.

    "I am willing, what can you do to me?"

    The black-faced young man froze for a moment, although he felt that what the other party said made sense, he still shouted bravely.

    "Do you have anything else besides this sentence?"

    Some young people laughed.

    theThe dark-faced young man froze, murmured for a while, and shouted anxiously, "I am willing to say that, what can you do to me?"

    Xiang Tiancheng had been watching silently, and was amused by the young man at this moment.

    However, the black-faced youth didn't care about everyone's laughter, and turned to leave.

    "This is really a weird thing"

    Someone laughed.

    "If you have been with him for a long time, you will know that that sentence is his mantra. It can be used on any occasion and under any problem. It can make people laugh."

    Those who ridiculed the black-faced youth before laughed.

    Immediately, there was a burst of laughter here.

    Xiang Tiancheng shook his head and left immediately.

    He laughed earlier because he was amused by the youth's honesty.  Not teasing, much less ridicule.  But these people are different, they treat the black-faced youth as a joke, like a clown.

    It is not surprising that such people can be seen everywhere

    After traveling three or four thousand miles, a vigorous and majestic mountain caught his attention.

    It is covered with exotic flowers and plants, so full of vitality that it even forms a faint mist, covering the entire mountain.

    However, it was not these that attracted him, but the thick layer of bone meal all around.

    Among them, there are even many skeletons that have not completely decayed and have different shapes.  However, it can be seen at a glance that these are not human bones.

    He felt that this place was extraordinary, so he climbed directly to the mountain.

    This mountain is not very big, and with his speed, he reached the top of the mountain within a few traversals.

    After arriving here, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

    Because, the black-faced youth is here.

    Moreover, at this time, he was kowtowing to a human skeleton, and the bluestone knocked on his forehead made a loud "thump, thump" sound, very sincere.

    Beside the bones, there is an irregular stone tablet, engraved with two lines of big characters, "Looking at the hometown, recalling the scene of children crying and wives crying, my heart feels like colic. However, Ren Wufeng's strength is not good enough, so I can only bury the bones  here."

    After reading these two lines, Xiang Tiancheng was shocked.

    This is a true portrayal, and perhaps it is also the voice of most people who participated in that war.  I don't know how many people have died in foreign lands, unable to return to their homes, let alone reunite with their wives and children.

    The skeleton was crystal clear, exuding a faint brilliance, obviously not as weak as he wrote.  On the contrary, this pair of skeletons can prove how powerful he was during his lifetime.

    Seeing this, he finally knew what happened to the bone meal around the mountain peak.

    He could even think of the senior human race who fought to the point of despair when he stood alone on the mountain, facing enemies from all sides.

    He is very powerful, but the enemy is endless, even if the corpses of the enemies who died under his hands are piled up like a mountain, he still cannot escape death.

    Thinking of this, Xiang Tiancheng bowed deeply to the skeleton, full of respect.

    The black-faced young man looked back at Xiang Tiancheng, and was a little surprised to see Xiang Tiancheng bowing, but he didn't say anything.

    "Hoo"

    Suddenly, several gusts of wind came, and immediately, several figures rushed up the mountain.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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