end of days

"Damn it!" The wound was not big, but because it was on the side of the waist, it might have touched some meridian. The severe pain made Xuanyuanhen dodge a step slower, but Hefazhe shot another arrow at this time. Come.

Xuanyuanhen tightly clutched the bleeding wound on his waist, seeing the arrow approaching Xuanyuanhen had nowhere to shoot, but at this moment Zhuo Ran swung the whip, forcing the arrow to turn around.

He Lianzhe fired three arrows at once without giving up, but this time he aimed at Zhuoran, and the three arrows blocked all Zhuoran's avoiding directions from different angles.

If you can't shoot, you have to fight.

Filled with inner strength, the long whip stabs forward like a slender sword, "duh, duh, duh" three times, Zhuo Ran accurately knocks down the three feather arrows to the ground at the same time.

When the whole person fell back to the ground, Zhuo Ran's eyes looking at Helianzhe had changed color.

Capture the thief first and capture the king first. Although He Lianzhe lost in the battle, Xihuo's morale has obviously picked up after the repeated arrows just now, and the injury of Fang—Xuanyuanhen is definitely not a blessing for the Celestial Dynasty.

In an instant, Zhuo Ran had already turned countless thoughts in his mind, and finally when his resolute eyes aimed at Helianzhe, he already had a plan in mind.

"Feiqing..." Xuanyuanhen was a little worried, but he still gave Zhuo Ran a look of approval and encouragement. He Lianzhe was good at attacks from outsiders, and his previous aura also came from the divine power from his mother's womb. In terms of internal strength, I'm afraid that the number one warrior in Xihuo is no less than Zhuo Ran, and Xuanyuanhen also intends to let Zhuo Ran make contributions, so that Zhuo Ran's participation in the battle can be justified.

With a shake of the long whip in his hand, he rolled it into a ball and threw it to Xuanyuanhen. Zhuo Ran drew out the long sword from his waist, and pointed the tip of the sword at Helianzhe. He was extremely low, and his whole body flew past the tip of the grass like an arrow leaving the string, and the long sword in his hand slashed through the air and let out a clear sword cry.

"Woo--" Zhuo Ran could only hear the sound of hunting and hunting, and his eyes locked on Helianzhe even more tightly. The concentration in it made Helianzhe shudder, just like... a prey stared at by a cheetah.

What he wanted for this blow was to hit a hit, so he put eight parts of his strength on the sword in his hand, and the remaining two points, after he succeeded in one move, he still needed to get the rest of his strength to escape from the front of the formation.

He Lianzhe took the broadsword, crossed it up, and was able to support Zhuoran's sword. Zhuoran turned his wrist and slashed it across.

Zhuo Ran's horizontal kick hit the eyelid of Helianzhe's mount.

With a neigh of "Woo--", the horse raised its front hooves in fright, and almost threw Helianzhe off. He saw his legs tightly clamping the horse's back, and finally stabilized after a long time. Swipe" the sword and tap Helianzhe's wrists quickly.

With force on Helianzhe's arm, he quickly turned the big knife in his hand to block the oncoming sword edge, but Zhuo Ran suddenly turned around, turning his whole body at a tricky angle, and the tip of the sword pierced Helianzhe's throat.

The sword seemed to be coated with shimmering brilliance, the shadows of the sword were so numerous that He Lianzhe couldn't even distinguish the direction of Zhuoran's sword, and his eyes were full of the sword light magnified to the extreme. In the duel between masters, this is enough to be absent-minded. Killed him.

He Lianzhe couldn't even lift his arm so stiff, he could only watch helplessly as the tip of the sword sank into his throat, and the sound of "crack" when the sword edge cut through the flesh seemed as clear as coming directly from his brain .

Zhuoran drew out his long sword, Helianzhe saw the blood gushing from his neck at the last moment of his life, as if he was about to release all the power in his body, the blood splashed everywhere with force, the color of the splash , stained with Zhuoran's white jade cheeks, against the surrounding fire, his eyes are full of murderous aura, he looks like a murderous god coming to the world at this time.

The eyes that had been staring until death were filled with unbelievable light, and Helianzhe's burly body crashed to the ground. The Xihuo soldiers around were startled when they saw the death of the lord general, but they soon came back to their senses. The speed surrounded the man who killed the leader alone.

Due to Zhuoran's previous power, no one dared to step forward to take his sharp blow, and this huge corner of the battlefield became stalemate for a while.

The enemy doesn't move, I don't move, Zhuo Ran doesn't move on the surface, just observes the movement around him vigilantly, but he has already exercised enough strength in secret, he only needs one chance, and he is sure to break out.

Such an opportunity came at just the right time. Perhaps unable to withstand the depressing atmosphere, a soldier in Xihuo's formation couldn't help but rushed out, moving his whole body with one move—because of his movement, Xihuo's army instantly Suddenly, he became restless, and at this moment, Zhuoran's long sword moved with the wind.

Swish-swish-swish-!

Zhuo Ran flew up, and the airflow brought up by the spinning body rolled up the messy grass clippings on the ground, and the long sword in his hand quickly grabbed the sergeant's crotch mount at an extremely fast speed.

Different from the previous one-hit kills, the one-hit this time focuses on dispersal and precision, the force should not be too strong, but the position should not be wrong.

Zhuoran's every sword - is aimed directly at the horse's eyes!

The sharp pain from the sword tip across the eyelids made all the horses no longer obey the command of their masters, but couldn't help running around. The frenzied horses even trampled to death many fleshy soldiers in front of the battle. Kazuma's miserable cry resounded on the spot.

What Zhuo Ran wants is this moment of chaos!

Flying up, Zhuo Ran turned over and left the Xihuo camp as soon as he borrowed strength from the head of the unknown soldier.

"Feiqing——" Xuanyuanhen also rushed at this time, grabbed Xuanyuanhen's outstretched hand, Zhuo Ran jumped on the horse, and landed directly behind Xuanyuanhen.

"Drive—" Xuanyuanhen had changed back to the previous Xuelong BMW at some time, and immediately threw the soldiers chasing behind him far away.

The feeling of walking with the wind made Zhuo Ran feel the joy that he had not seen for a long time, and there was a faint smile on his blood-stained face, which made people know at a glance - he was happy at this time.

This kind of freedom to freely sway the vitality of life makes Zhuo Ran's empty heart arouse slowly and slowly, full of... as if it is about to overflow.

When the general died, he was subdued by Zhuoran's sword. Unlike Xuanyuanhen's emperor's ceremonies, what Zhuo Ran displayed was the "fighting will" that all men possessed and longed for from the bottom of their hearts.

kill!kill!kill!

As if receiving such a call, the soldiers of the Celestial Dynasty almost made the Xihuo army retreat with overwhelming fighting spirit.

And the fact—that's exactly the case, Lieutenant General Xihuo saw that the defeat was inevitable, so he had no choice but to order the entire army to retreat.

The battle ended in a disastrous defeat by Xihuo.