The sound of Zuo Qinghou diffused on the top of the mountain, and the killing machine was diffuse.


    Suddenly, Yang Xuan seemed to appear on a huge battlefield, with blood and flesh flying and killing.


    Not far from him, a soldier was pierced by a gun and screamed bitterly.


    Yang Xuan touched his face, and a few drops of fresh blood splashed on his face.


    In front of him, a weak soldier, holding a long knife, stabbed him at a very slow speed, with a trace of cowardice and hesitation on his face.


    Just when Yang Xuan wanted to wave back the soldier, the black bead in his body suddenly shook.


    The illusion disappeared. Zuo Qinghou was holding a long black and red knife. His face was full of sneers. The tip of the knife was less than three inches from Yang Xuan''s eyes.


    Yang Xuan was shocked, and the wood aura ran wildly, and the power of life and death instantly increased to the extreme.


    Life and death refers to the Dharma of living to death.


    Boom!


    The mountain was flattened. Yang Xuan took a mouthful of blood and flew out upside down.


    The black red long knife bent for a moment, then straightened again with a clank, and the blade tip trembled freely.


    Zuo Qinghou''s face looked surprised. At the next moment, it all retreated and turned into an opportunity to kill.


    Yang Xuan was unexpectedly able to break through his dreamland and launch a counterattack, which was powerful and unexpected.


    In their realm, they have already entered the Tao. With one blow, they show their own Tao. The Tao from Han to north is the one that goes upstream, never admits defeat and never turns back. His Tao is the training of blood and fire, an endless battlefield, full of blood and flesh, which is frightening.


    Humanity, what is Tao? Having your own way is humanity.


    On the battlefield, everything goes to extremes. In order to achieve the goal, all means are employed.


    In order to kill Yang Xuan, he did not hesitate to oppress him with momentum and confuse him with words. Only then did he create the final kill of the small soldier among the thousands of troops just now.


    But what he didn''t expect was that Yang Xuan broke through his way and fought back at the critical moment. Although he was seriously injured, he lost his chance to kill with one blow.


    Over time, the second son will become a problem in his heart. Therefore, he has made up his mind to kill.


    Yang Xuan was on the run. He didn''t hesitate. He was thousands of miles away in an instant.


    Han ZhiBei ranks 17th on the list, and Zuo Qinghou ranks 13th, with a difference of four places. However, Zuo Qinghou is much stronger than Han ZhiBei, not a bit.


    This was not the first time he had fought with a humanitarian expert, but it was the second time he had fought with an expert on the people list. At this moment, he finally understood why he had never heard the name of the people list in the green snow country before, and why the green snow queen, Xie Tianke and the old woodcutter failed to get on the people list.


    They are not qualified enough.


    Avenue!


    Because they don''t have their own way.


    The countercurrent road from South Korea to North and the battlefield road of Zuo Qinghou are their own unique roads. Only when they have all, can they climb the people list and see the mountains and small mountains.


    Yang Xuan''s speed reached the extreme, and the mountains and rivers became a remnant at his feet.


    But Zuo Qinghou followed up. In the void, he strode forward, but caught up with Yang Xuan between his steps.


    "Die!"


    The long black and red knife was still a simple chop, and cut at Yang Xuan from top to bottom.


    This is not the color of the long knife. It turns black and red because it is contaminated with too much killing and too much blood.


    In an instant, the whole night sky turned black and red, and the thick blood sent out a pungent smell, which made people tremble with fear.


    "Autumn soldiers on the battlefield!" Zuo Qinghou whispered in his mouth, shaking the world.


    Roar!


    Countless soldiers roared, raised their knives and chopped at Yang Xuan. In the sky, there were swords everywhere, breaking through blood and darkness, and chopped at Yang Xuan together.


    When the golden light suddenly appeared, an endless flying sword suddenly appeared around Yang Xuan, like a golden river, rushing to the left light waiting.


    A glimmer of appreciation flashed in Zuo Qinghou''s eyes. The long knife still cut down, but he still had leisure to say, "yes, with your cultivation, you can replace Han ZhiBei and become the 17th new person in the list."


    The Golden River welcomed thousands of troops. For a time, the whole sky was in a mess, like a grand fireworks.


    In the fireworks, the long knife in Zuo Qinghou''s hand has come to Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan''s face was pale. Until now, the injury in his body had not recovered, but it was too late. Zuo Qinghou would never give him another chance.


    Yang Xuan pointed out and pressed his left hand on his right hand. The next moment, his right thumb pointed out.


    Life and death, life and death, life is death, death is life!


    Boom!


    There was a faint thunder from heaven and earth. Yang Xuan''s eyes were very cold. This finger was his best shot after he created the finger technique of birth death robbery.


    He pointed out that Zuo Qinghou''s face showed appreciation again, but his eyes were colder. At the same time, his knife tip trembled slightly.


    "This finger can rank 15th in the list!" he opened his mouth gently and cut it off with a long knife.


    No one can describe the power at that moment. When the fingertips touch the tip of the knife, everything is still.


    At the next moment, the extremely violent power scattered, disturbing the space and heaven and earth.


    At their feet, a flat land appeared in an instant, and everything disappeared.


    Since then, it has become a death place.


    Yang Xuan continued to escape, coughing up blood and scattering it all over the sky.


    Zuo Qinghou''s eyes are still killing, but they are getting stronger and stronger.


    He still strode forward, but caught up with Yang Xuan between breathing.


    "You can''t go." he said coldly, and then cut off the long knife again, still from top to bottom.


    If the knife just now is a hatchet and a pawn, then this knife is a long gunman, charging in array and wearing a bright helmet.


    I can''t imagine the power of thousands of long guns stabbing you at the same time, the power of tearing up all the obstacles in front of you.


    Long guns are like a forest, killing all over the sky.


    Yang Xuan stopped. He had no way to escape. All he could see was the cold tip of the gun and ferocious faces.


    Taking a deep breath, he had no choice.


    "Five elements in one!" Yang Xuan''s voice filled the night sky and echoed among the guns.


    The next moment, he turned into a sun.


    The sun rises and the night disappears.


    The sun dispels the darkness. The mountains, rivers, earth, flowers, trees and all creatures stretch their bodies in the sun.


    The dazzling sunshine fell on Zuo Qinghou''s eyes, which made him close his eyes.


    Click!


    There were cracks in his exposed skin, but there was no blood.


    Between heaven and earth, there is great light. Under the light, the darkness disappears.


    Zuo Qinghou couldn''t cut down the long knife any more. Finally, there was a shock in his eyes and his calm was no longer restored,


    I don''t know how long it took, the sun finally dissipated, the night shrouded the earth again, and there was only Zuo Qinghou standing alone in the sky, and Yang Xuan had disappeared.


    Zuo Qinghou stood quietly, as if turned into a statue.


    His clothes were broken and his exposed skin showed cracks.


    The hand holding the long knife trembled slightly, the tiger''s mouth cracked, and the blood slowly flowed out.


    His eyes fell into the unknown darkness, cold and killing.


    After a long time, a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.


    "This move ranks 14th!"


    He said softly, in a somber tone.