"General Zu! There seems to be a change in JianNu camp?" a certain general reported to Zu dashou.


    "Oh?" Zu dashou stood up from the front of the case, quickly walked out of the military tent and went to the wall. At the same time, he asked, "but are they building the wall again? Or are they sending troops to attack Dalinghe Castle again? The Huangtai and slave chieftain are cunning people. He has only a large number of slaves, so he will not be so unwise. Alas! When will the imperial court''s reinforcements come?"


    The general hesitated and said, "general, is it related to the voice of heaven yesterday?"


    Zu dashou laughed and said, "I know Wu Xiang very well. Of course, his voice is his voice, but abusing the chieftain is not the boldness he can have. I''m afraid he still cares about praying for mercy to Nvzhen after his defeat. However, a mediocre man can''t be of great use. If he comes to save me, as long as the enemy shows his ability to defeat him, he will shrink back."


    "It''s his son Wu Sangui who has the meaning of dog father and tiger son, but he''s just a tiger among dogs!" Zu dashou stood high and looked far away. Sure enough, he saw the smoke and dust rolling in the Nvzhen camp, and the flags seemed to fall to the ground.


    "It seems that something has changed!" Zu dashou mused, "is it because the imperial court has other reinforcements I don''t know?"


    Yang Da''s blood gas soared like a wolf smoke, and the infinite blood light was swallowed by the red lotus. His eyes were indifferent and ruthless, and he was calm to the extreme, but the magic in his soul was crazy to the extreme. This calm and crazy interwoven wisdom magic light made him drive a powerful sword spirit, cut and kill dozens of moves vertically and horizontally, and the knife was fierce and unpredictable.


    Now, after absorbing the blood essence of tens of thousands of people, his magic skill has reached its peak. With the life training of tens of thousands of people, he has also honed his exquisite killing intention. The magic knife has entered an unpredictable situation. He is free, has invisible knife Qi, and also produces knife demons, reaching the point where everything in the world can be killed.


    Even Yang Da''s greatest gap, martial arts wisdom, is no longer a weakness because he has sensed more than 30 heavenly demons in the dark, which is equivalent to channeling the martial arts wisdom understood in the endless fighting of demons in the Middle Earth world.


    Yang Da, who is possessed by the devil, is far more powerful than he was in normal times. Under normal circumstances, Yang DA can fight hard with two monks with the same cultivation as himself, or take the opportunity to kill one at the risk of injury. There is no such thing as being ruthless and thoughtless, not worrying about anything, and being able to give full play to one''s strength to an unpredictable level.


    Through the magical powers of the demons, he fought with the monk whose magic power was countless times higher than that of the Taoist priest.


    If it hadn''t been for Chen Ang''s love with him and his teachers and disciples, the heavenly demons would have demonized his body and had irreversible changes. They gave birth to Linjiao meat armor, breathed the magic gas, and the flesh was hundreds of times powerful. With the magic power of heavenly ghosts, gods and Demons shuttling through the void, they would have killed the old Lama violently!


    However, it is because of this restriction that the two people are deadlocked. If Yang Da had not been able to kill the nearby military Yong to recover his injury and physical strength, he would have fallen into the disadvantage. However, now all the soldiers who dare to get close to them have been killed, and Yang Da''s situation is becoming more and more dangerous.


    Huang Taiji watched the two men fighting in the distance. He looked at Yang Da fiercely in his eyes. He almost wanted to tear him alive. He bit his lower lip, drank blood and said with a smile: "anyone who dares to close to the Buddha and the devil to kill a hundred feet! There is no Amnesty! The devil has no blood to supplement. The Buddha has gained the upper hand. We are going to win soon!"


    He looked at the troops and horses with messy flags around him. He couldn''t help feeling depressed. There were only hundreds of people left here! He has 50000 elite troops! There are also 50000 servants of Mongolian and Han Banners! It''s just one person who caused this foolproof disaster. How can he not hurt his heart!


    I want to go crazy and roar!


    But he did not dare. After such a big defeat, several Baylor who had lost their power must have a change. If they were allowed to take the opportunity of their declining prestige to contact the old Department, their sweat position might be unstable, that is, they stabilized the headquarters. After this big defeat, the strength of the headquarters decreased, and those Mongolian tribes who had already surrendered would have different thoughts.


    Originally, the prestige of Daming was far more influential than Nvzhen. No matter how unstable, Nvzhen may lose control of Mongolia.


    Therefore, Huangtai and can only endure and never show a trace of fatigue and weakness. Dajin is full of covetous wolves inside and outside. Even these loyal generals around him may turn into jackals and bite their most desired flesh and blood - power, especially their ambitious brothers.


    At this time, Huang Taiji suddenly saw two figures standing in front of him. A Han man sat on the horse and looked at him coldly. Before he reacted, he saw a shadow floating quickly from the horse. With the elite around him, no one could shoot an arrow.


    A group of Nvzhen generals only felt a flower in front of them, so they saw a man come to them.


    "There are assassins!" roared the left and right guards. Among them, there are also people with excellent martial arts. They know that these lightness skills have been appalled. Fortunately, they don''t seem to be the devil that human beings can''t resist. They are still loyal in front, but Li Ning, who has tried to become a devil, is it easy? He is not as terrible and inhuman as Yang Da, but he also has a ruthless hand.


    It was this ruthlessness that made his martial arts ten times more powerful.


    The long sword in the box came out of its scabbard at an unimaginable speed. The light of the sword only turned in front of the guards, and Li Ning had passed them without stopping. At this time, there was a trace of blood line around the guard''s neck, and Li Ning fell down in shock. If Li Ning was in a no man''s land, even if Huangtai, left and right rushed up one after another, he just fell down one by one.


    Huangtaiji saw a flag leader dead and another Baylor''s head flying. Some people ran and some people died. He just felt dizzy and wanted to die in that hand immediately, but he soon woke up and ran forward ten times more resolutely.


    Li Ning''s eyes were red with blood and his sword was even more fierce. The long sword in his palm was not the one sent by the Styx River, but an ordinary blacksmith''s fine iron sword of thirty Liang silver. It was protected by genuine Qi in his hand. It broke countless armor and could still kill people. Countless guards of Huangtai and tried their best to stop him in order to protect him. There was a river of blood under Li Ning''s sword.


    But he still let Huangtai and flee farther and farther. With a fierce roar, his true Qi soared by 30%. There was a three foot blood red sword on the blade, which would cut more than ten people who blocked him into two sections and kill them. So far, no one could stop between Huangtai and Li Ning.


    Huang Tai and his face showed despair and shouted, "no!"


    When Zhou Chun saw Li Ning''s cold fine awn like Yang DA in his eyes, his true Qi was even more magical, and he was in a great hurry. Regardless of the Huangtai and the fact that he was about to be killed, he stopped his Buddhist mind to protect himself and shouted, "wake up!"


    Li Ning sounded like Huang Zhong and Da LV in his ear. He was stunned subconsciously. The long sword in his hand was suddenly broken without his Qi protection. Huangtai and hurried to take this opportunity to fall on the horse. The surrounding guards were ready to rush forward again to stop. Li Ning had to fight hard to shake the long sword. The Qi was wrapped in countless fragments and burst out in a powerful way.


    Most of the fragments were blocked by the guards who rushed forward. Only a few hit the Huangtai and the back of the heart.


    At this time, Li Ning''s mind was sober. He looked at Huangtai and was surrounded by the crowd in the cry of "protect the king of sweat!". The battlefield between Yang DA and the great Lama has also reached the most dangerous moment. Yang DA has no blood essence to supplement, and his true Qi is more and more exhausted. Although he has been polished more mellow, he is still a little worse than the Lama.


    Seeing that Huangtai and are in danger, the great Lama shot even harder. Regardless of the source of injury, he even blew out ten big fingerprints, scattered Yang Da''s knife Qi, and then condensed again. In a moment, there was less fierce. The Lama''s eyes were even more fierce. Regardless of Huangtai and the danger, he also wanted to take the opportunity to kill Yang da.


    In this critical place, a hateful voice that Qilu Sanying was very familiar with suddenly came into the air and said, "where is the dead bald donkey that dares to bully my three martial nephews with big and small? I, as a martial uncle, can''t bear it!"


    Then he saw a very fast blood streamer falling from the sky. He rolled it on the Lama and swallowed it into a picture scroll. Yang Da saw that the "martial uncle" just shook the rolled sleeve in his hand, and the scream of the Lama disappeared without a trace.


    Looking at the embarrassed Qilu Sanying, Styx said with a smile: "the three martial nephews are really young and handsome. They live up to the expectations of martial uncle. The JianNu Tartars they killed flow into a river of blood! Especially Yang Da, who really has the style of our generation. Would you like to turn to martial uncle''s school to learn how to kill all creatures and kill the world?"


    Yang Da looked at the smiling Styx river. His evil thoughts suddenly soared in his eyes. He didn''t recognize the direction, so he resisted the knife Qi, turned into a streamer and disappeared in the south.


    "Second brother! (second brother!)" Li Ning and Zhou Chun were in a hurry. They quickly confessed to the Styx River and hurried to catch up. The Styx River didn''t stop them, so they watched them disappear into the distance. Looking at the corpses around, Styx laughed, put them away with the magic map, looked at the Huangtai and the direction of escape, and smiled with unknown meaning.