Heaven Defying Double Treasures: Divine Doctor Mother is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 1387 Baishu dies, a battle without any suspense!
"Shh!"

There was the sound of the long sword piercing through the air.

Bai Shu felt a cold light flash before his eyes, and the next moment...

His pupils constrict...

The head and body were separated, and they fell directly to the horse...

Up to this moment, the eyes that were incompatible with the immature face were full of bewilderment and puzzlement, fear and trepidation...

he does not know……

I don't know how I died!

I don't know why I died!
He just had a face-to-face meeting with Feng Qianxun and Ye Youming!

Unexpectedly, this meeting was the time of his death...

"The general of the Ten Thousand Immortals League is dead, let me kill all the soldiers!"

Feng Qianxun's sonorous voice resounded over the camp of the Moliu Immortal Clan again, Bai Shu, who had already fallen in a pool of blood, was in a trance, as if he heard the sound of killing all around...

"I will not let you have another chance to seize your body and be reborn. I will burn all your spirits and souls, so that you will not even have the chance to be reincarnated!"

The clear and faint voice came from the sky above Baishu's severed head, as if heralding that their spirits and souls were all scattered...

The war in the fairy world is different from the war in the human world!
The immortal soldiers who died passively on the battlefield did not use the method of sacrificing their lives. After the death in battle, there is a breath of spirit hovering over the corpse, and the victor must use the method of burning the soul to make them completely The smoke evaporated!

Feng Qianxun's words undoubtedly announced the final result of this battle!
Between gunpowder and smoke.

The blood flowed into a river.

Although the northern and southern armies of the Moliu Immortal Clan have gone through the hardships of trekking, and have even fought against the 50 soldiers and horses of the Ten Thousand Immortals League in the north and the south, but with [-] versus [-], their casualties are very small. now……

In millions to 40...

Still fighting against the 40 troops of the Ten Thousand Immortals League whose spiritual power was seriously depleted by breaking the formation, flanking left and right, under the siege of the three parties, the outcome is self-evident...

This is a war where the more wins the less, and there is no suspense!
This is a war where the strong bully the weak and there is no dispute!
The flames of war started from the time of Mao, and only lasted until the sun rose in the east, and then the curtain came to an end...

But this flame of war, like a pot of cold water, directly poured chills into Bai Li's heart in the Ten Thousand Immortals League's camp!
The 50 troops were divided into three groups. The 40 soldiers in the north and south routes were bait to lure the enemy, and they were sacrifices destined to die in battle. However, in Bai Li's eyes, the [-] troops in the middle route were the main attack route that would surely win. , but now...

None of the [-] soldiers and horses in the north and south routes survived!

The main attack reveals that led by Bai Shu, he is trapped in the siege of millions of immortals!
That's all his cronies!

All the soldiers and horses that can be mobilized!

His confidant Patriarch of the Immortal Clan was crying, and he spared his face to beg the rest of the Immortal Clan to send troops. The Ten Thousand Immortals League still has 50 soldiers and horses. It may not be impossible to turn the tide of the battle, but...

No matter how much Bai Li prayed, the patriarchs of the Immortals' families who were not close to him in the Ten Thousand Immortals League would not move at all, and the remaining 50 troops of the Ten Thousand Immortals League would naturally not move like a mountain!
"Get out! Get out! I won't lose! I won't!"

"Let me be quiet, I can still think of a way to turn the tide of the battle, I can!"

"You all get out of here!"

With great difficulty, Bai Li escaped from the wailing and howling siege of his trusted family masters, and staggered straight to the inner locker room, but what he saw was the dark locker room...

Empty!

Where is the trace of that crooked figure?

"Impossible! This is impossible! There are heavy guards outside the big tent of the Chinese army. It is impossible for him to escape. How can he escape?"

(End of this chapter)