Jian Sui Daye

"rub,"

A crisp sound sounded, and Yang Lihua's exclamation stopped abruptly, and her heartbeat stopped at the same time. Looking at the golden armor Yang Jian's head soaring into the sky, and seeing the blood splashing like a fountain, Yang Lihua felt dizzy, The world seemed to be collapsing in an instant, and all the energy in his body was also drained away in an instant.

Her body fell limply on the ground, and she wanted to say something, but the pain of her heartbroken made her unable to make a sound, and only blood and orange fire remained in her blurred eyes. In the next moment, there was endless darkness Yang Lihua completely lost consciousness when it came to her mind.

Although Gao Xing heard Yang Lihua's call, but the arrow is already in the string, it is impossible to change his tactics, and Yang Jian's brutality also makes Gao Xing out of anger. He needs to vent, needs to avenge the dead brother, and needs to pay for the suffering Pingyang. The people of the city seek justice.

"bump,"

The head of the golden armored Yang Jian finally fell to the ground, and the bones rolled to Gao Xing's feet. The helmet had been detached, revealing the true face of its owner, looking at a completely unfamiliar face in front of him, seeing the astonishment and unwillingness in his eyes, happy eyes Suddenly concentrating, he understood Yang Jian's plan in an instant. For some reason, while he was happy to be angry and resentful because of Yang Jian's cunning and cunning, he felt a little bit of happiness in his heart.

Glancing at Yang Lihua who flung herself to the ground from a distance, although it was dark night, she seemed to be happy to see her pale face in the cold wind, and the heartbroken teardrops in the corner of her eyes, pursed her lips, and put the tears in her heart Suppressed with pity, Gao Xing once again cast his gaze on Zhou Jun who was approaching him, and the murderous aura all over his body became fierce again.

"Yang Jian is dead, the Zhou army must be defeated, kill," roared happily, and tore off the golden armor on "Yang Jian" and threw it down the city. The happy voice was like thunder, shaking mountains and mountains, and now there are bloody As evidenced by Jin Jia, most of Pingyang City knew the news of Yang Jian's death.

"Yang Jian is dead, and Zhou's army will be defeated," the exhausted Qi army, who had been fighting hard in the city, immediately became more morale, and a majestic power seemed to surge out of their bodies in an instant. into the body of the enemy.

On the contrary, Zhou Jun was all stunned, and the original Ruhong's momentum couldn't help but stagnate. Although they had long fought against Qin Qiong with the determination to die, but now that Yang Jian died, the group of dragons had no leader, and their hearts were inevitably confused, and their morale was inevitable. fell.

"kill,"

With Gao Xing's skill now, there are few enemies in the world, and he is full of anger and killing intent. Although the Zhou army in front of him is elite, how can he be his opponent? Zhou Jun fell down like cutting wheat, screaming one after another, so shrill.

After a short time, hundreds of Zhou troops in the city were massacred by Gao Xing. The most frightening thing was that Gao Xing hated Zhou Jun for arbitrarily setting fire to Pingyang. When everything was over, hundreds of meters around the top of the city turned into Senluo Hell, and none of the soldiers of the Zhou army left a whole body behind.

However, facing the miserable situation like purgatory in front of him, his happy expression did not change at all. Looking at the chaotic battlefield below the city, his eyes became deeper and colder, "Revenge for the dead brother, kill,"

"bump,"

As soon as the words fell, he kicked a pile of rocks not far away when he was happy. This pile of rocks was as small as a human head and as big as a basket. They were stone bullets used by catapults. The subordinates flew out of the city one after another, and smashed their heads and faces at Zhou Jun under the city with unparalleled strength.

The sound of "bang bang" sounded repeatedly, and dozens of huge boulders slammed into the Zhou army's camp, which immediately caused a crowd to turn their backs on their backs, crying ghosts and howling wolves. The sudden change immediately caused Zhou Jun to look up, and the offensive in his hands was also slowed down. At this moment, Gao Xing let out a soft reprimand, and suddenly swooped down from the top of the city like an eagle pouncing on food, setting off a violent gale.

"Puff...Kaka..."

Xing Xing's body quickly fell into the crowd. When Zhou Jun was still a little sluggish, the steel knife in his hand slid out a huge arc. The man fell down screaming and screaming, causing a vacuum within two meters around his body.

The power of a knife is so powerful.

The legend about Gao Xing was spread in the Zhou army a few days ago. However, apart from personal experience, most people think it is rumored and exaggerated. Who can believe that a person's fighting power is so powerful. When his comrade-in-arms was brutally torn to pieces in front of him like weeds, everyone finally believed that this handsome and feminine young man was a real, invincible demon.

Gao Xing's tightly bundled hair has been scattered, and a few drops of blood stained his fair face, but it looks so miserable under the light of the fire. The silver armor on his body has been completely dyed red, and the blood drops run down the nail leaves When the drops fell on the ground, although the sound was negligible, everyone felt it very clearly.

His eyes are deep and cold, as if he can see everything, but he seems to be indifferent to everything. Anyone who looks at him will not feel palpitations, and his soul seems to tremble. However, there is a warm and bright smile on the corner of his mouth, as if The Buddha generally overlooks the world and has compassion for all living beings.

Laughing Buddha Demon Hand, although no one calls Gao Xing so much in this life, the strong contrast between his eyes and smile makes everyone feel unprecedented fear, making them have an urge to turn around and run, but their legs are a little weak , unable to exert any strength, could only stare wide-eyed, looking happy in amazement.

"kill,"

Xing Xing didn't give Zhou Jun much time to think, he just paused for a moment, and the still sword light flickered again, and his figure flickered at the same time. With Xing Xing's movements, the killing started again, bloody and miserable. Howling, Happiness raged like a meat grinder among the Zhou army, harvesting fresh lives one by one.

When Gao Xing killed Jinjia Yang Jian and rushed into the Zhou army like a tiger descending from the mountain, the outcome of the fierce battle in Xicheng was doomed. It is irreversible.

"Boom,"

"Crack,"

When Xing Xing split the last Zhou Jun in half, the steel knife in his hand couldn't bear it anymore, it broke inch by inch, and the debris was scattered on the ground with the wind.

"General, I'm sorry, it's because my subordinates were greedy for meritorious deeds that they fell for Yang Jian's tricks, which caused heavy casualties to the brothers, and even implicated many innocent people in the city. Please punish me," Qin Qiong, who was covered in blood, dragged his heavy legs. , walking in front of Gao Xing with difficulty, knelt down on the ground with shame on his face, his voice was extremely hoarse.

Gao Xing stared at Qin Qiong quietly, with neither joy nor sadness on his face. Now, in this wide area, there are only a few hundred people who can still stand, and except for Xing Xing, the rest of them carry a heavy burden. injury.

Seeing that Gao Xing didn't speak for a long time, the hearts of all the surviving Qi soldiers couldn't help sinking, thinking that Gao Xing was angry because of Qin Qiong's command error, and they all knelt down and begged for mercy: "Young General, the people of Zhou are really too treacherous and vicious. Don't blame General Qin, but hope that you can help me!" Major General Ming Jian, "

"Shubao, get up, I didn't blame you, get up," Gao Xing let out a long breath, and the scorching breath left a long trail in the cold air, which lasted for a long time.

Qin Qiong raised his head in astonishment, looked at Xing Xing in puzzlement, Xing Xing smiled slightly, as if the spring water was thawing, and like a warm sun, he bent down gently, held Qin Qiong's shoulders with both hands, helped him up, and said gently: "Uncle Bao, I didn't expect Zhou Jun to be so frenzied that he would put hundreds of thousands of people in the city at risk. This time, you can care about the safety of the people and order rescue decisively. I am very pleased."

After a pause, he turned his gaze to the south happily, and Qin Qiong also looked at it. At this time, there were only sporadic fires in the southern city, and the fire was clearly under control. Pingyang finally avoided the danger of being burned. Qin Qiong couldn't help but feel relieved. Take a breath.

"Compared with chasing and killing Zhou Jun and the short-term victory, the lives of our compatriots are more important," Gao Xing put his hand on Qin Qiong's shoulders, and the thick longevity zhenqi poured into his body, quickly repairing the latter's almost Depleted body.

Qin Qiong was shocked all over, and looked at Gao Xing in amazement. What he met was Xing Xing's eyes full of appreciation and a warm smile on the corner of his mouth. Qin Qiong couldn't help feeling warm, and his pursed lips couldn't help but tighten.

Although Qin Qiong was covered in blood, most of them were skin traumas, some lost too much blood, and lost too much energy. Under the repair of Gao Xing's vitality-filled zhenqi, his spirit recovered a lot after just a few breaths.

"Take the injured brother down to rest, I will do the finishing work," Gao Xing retracted his palm and said gently.

"Thank you, General." The emotion in Qin Qiong's eyes disappeared in a flash, and he nodded heavily, then walked to the side with the surviving Qi Jun supporting each other.

Qin Qiong left, Gao Xing was about to walk forward, but suddenly stopped, turned and walked towards the west gate.

Coming to the gate of the city, Gao Xing looked up at the top of the city, there was a slender and graceful figure standing still, the cold wind blew the robe on her body, and blew away her bun, but it couldn't blow. With the tear stains on her face, she was alone, standing alone, she looked so thin, lonely and helpless, and her whole body was full of sadness.

Gao Xing felt a pain in his heart, and with a sway of his body, he flew up to the top of the city lightly, landed behind that beautiful figure, and called out softly: "Li Hua,"

Yang Lihua trembled slightly all over, but she didn't turn her head back, her beautiful eyes looked vacantly at the hell at the head of the city, her silver teeth clenched her lips, her face was pale and bloodless.

"Lihua, your father is not dead," Gao Xing stepped forward lightly, hugging Yang Lihua into his arms, feeling her cold body, feeling even more pity in his heart.

"Really..." Yang Lihua trembled violently, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she asked in a trembling voice, there was endless fear in her expectant eyes, for fear that what Gao Xing said was just a white lie.

Nodding happily, while gently wiping away the tears from the corners of Yang Lihua's eyes, he said slowly: "Your father is very cunning, he has already planned his retreat and used a golden cicada to escape his shell, and now he may have escaped from Pingyang City."

"He's still alive, he's still alive..." Yang Lihua was overwhelmed with excitement, but tears fell down like rain, which made it difficult to wipe off the happiness.