This is the first time that the barbarians have been beaten out of Shixia Pass for so many years. Outside Shixia Pass, for the first time in history, such a scenery appeared, a bright red light, raging in the black tide. It's like dripping a drop of red fuel into the clear water of the lake, quickly dyeing the lake red. At this time, Mo Wen was like the red dye frantically cleaning the black barbarian army on the grassland.

"Thorn" Another figure was passed through Mo Wen's spear, a blood flower bloomed from the tip of the spear, and it didn't stop, the shadow of the gun flickered again, and several bodies that vomited blood were suddenly shot out. Mo Wen slowed down his attack, leaning on his spear, staring at the retreating barbarian soldiers around him with scarlet eyes. The corpses behind him are all over the field, piled up from the gate of Shixia Pass to here, almost more than 50 meters.

"Huh" exhaled softly, Mo Wen secretly regained his strength, looked at the frightened faces around him, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous, the barbarian soldiers who had slaughtered wildly in the city before were like a swarm of rats at the moment, panicked and frightened. Why do such a group of barbarians need to be consumed with human lives, and why can they do so with such peace of mind? What are the people of this world, and what is the hidden situation behind the scenery? What is the use of soldiers who need the poor to stand in front of them? What is the use of generals who cannot protect their own people?

Shaking his head and throwing aside the countless thoughts in his head, Mo Wen knew that there were many things that needed to be done in the future, but at this time, he only needed to do one thing: kill all the brutes!

Without much rest, Xu is Mo Wen's tired appearance gave the surrounding brute soldiers a trace of confidence, and they hesitated forward with their weapons, tentatively starting to approach Mo Wen. The group of people leaned forward like a group of apprehensive rats, approaching a sleeping male lion.

"Haha!" Mo Wen pulled his right hand, pulled out the "blood" gun inserted into the soil, and the red spiritual power coat once again covered Mo Wen's whole body, "Whoosh!", Mo Wen turned into a red dazzling light, and began to ruthlessly harvest the lives of everyone present, where the red light passed, blood was splashed everywhere, and it didn't take long for the air breathed by the people on the field to be mixed with blood, and the dazzling red light was gradually dyed with a layer of blood, becoming more and more demonic.

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"Ding" Hua woke up from a coma, and suddenly found that his side was empty, recalling the figure of Mo Wen exuding a soaring momentum before, and an inexplicable hope appeared in the eyes of the flower. As soon as he got up, he saw the stone slab full of bloody handprints beside him, and the flowers at this time could also feel Mo Wen's anger.

Not long after returning to his senses, a red light shining in the sky attracted the eyes of the flowers, only to see a blood-red figure outside Shixia Pass constantly encroaching on the sea of people in front of him, and the barbarian army retreated again and again, just like a lit tissue, everyone standing here could smell the smell of blood and feel the despair of the barbarian army.

The thin body of the flower stood on the stone slope at this moment trembling slightly, clasping her hands, and the tears that had once fallen finally in her moist eyes.

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Mo Wen became more and more numb, as if he had become a killing machine at this time, and he no longer had any thoughts except to take away the life in front of him with the spear in his hand.

"Brush" felt the sound of the wind behind his head, Mo Wen reflexively kicked, and another life slept outside this Shixia Pass, and suddenly a faint figure made Mo Wen's eyes fluctuate a little, and then the faltering appearance of the army clearly met Mo Wen's eyes.

At this moment, the human emotion returned to Mo Wen's brain, and immediately changed direction, carrying a gun and carrying a terrifying momentum towards the sky. The brute soldiers on this route, before they could touch Mo Wen, were killed by the red light that constantly shone in their hands.

Brute Potian frantically fled to his base camp, at this time he didn't dare to turn back at all, Mo Wen's fierce aura forced Manpotian's nerves strongly. The spiritual power remaining in the wound was still frantically destroying, and the tingling sensation that came from it continued to torture the spirit of breaking the sky. Although Tian's body was still bleeding, he knew that as long as he stopped for a second, he would be caught up by Mo Wen, and the scene at that time was simply unimaginable.

At this time, Mo Wen was once again dragged by the barbarians to sprint, and it seemed that the barbarians also knew that if Mo Wen caught up, their commander would definitely die, and the lost courage was picked up by them again, and they kept rushing towards Mo Wen, trying to block Mo Wen's progress with their lives.

"Brush!" Another barbarian soldier became Mo Wen's snatched soul, looking at the barbarian soldiers who kept sending them to death, feeling their desperate emotions, Mo Wen became more and more angry, as if he thought of the Shixia Pass militiamen who had just died in battle.

No longer retaining his physical strength, the spiritual power of his whole body turned rapidly, and quickly passed from Mo Wen's hand to the spear, and a more brilliant red light emanated from the spear's body, and the constantly trembling spear emitted a buzzing figure, and the surrounding space seemed to be scorched.

"Breaking the Army Gun Codex - Crazy Dragon Breaking", Mo Wen threw it forward violently, and the spear in his hand suddenly turned into a golden-red dragon and roared away. The giant dragon quickly approached the figure of the Brute Breaker, and where it passed, countless boulders and the continuously gathering brute soldiers evaporated, and finally inserted into the back of the Brute Breaker and nailed to the ground.

The barbarian who was nailed to the ground, his eyes stared at the front, and the barbarian camp was already clearly visible at this time, slowly raised his trembling hands, grabbed it weakly forward, and finally fell to the ground. The supreme commander of the Shixia Pass barbarian tribe, who had been fighting with the Snow Country for decades, ushered in the end of his life one kilometer away from Daying, and he died without blinking.

At the time of the death of the barbarian, the originally noisy battlefield suddenly became quiet, looking at Mo Wen, who was slowly walking towards the corpse of the barbarian, the surrounding barbarians involuntarily gave way to a sidewalk, and the last straw in their hearts was finally torn apart, and countless barbarians threw away the weapons in their hands and fled in a panic. The roaring sound reappeared beneath the peaceful night sky.

Mo Wen, who had no physical strength, sat paralyzed next to the corpse of the brute sky, the staggered wounds on his body slowly began to congeal, and the corpses were covered all around, and not a single living person could be found, and the moonlight shone on the faces of these corpses, which looked particularly hideous.

At this time, a thin girl was slowly approaching Mo Wen, her feet on the corpse silently.

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The flower is now churning in her throat and wants to vomit. Seeing the barbarians fleeing in all directions, when Mo Wen was spread on the ground, he hurriedly wanted to help, but when he arrived at the battlefield, he found that countless corpses were piled up together, and there was not a single gap to settle down. After hesitating for a while, he had to step on their corpses, and his shaking body slowly walked towards Mo Wen.

Walking to Mo Wen's side and looking back, the flowers were sure that at least half of the barbarian army had stayed in Shixia Pass under Mo Wen's massacre, and they would never see the sun the next day.

took out the kettle on his body, and the flower hurriedly handed it to Mo, who was sitting on the ground, and asked, "Drink some water, your face is so pale."

Mo Wen at this time, there was no blood at all in Zuicun, just now he drove the spiritual power of the whole body, and now he does not even accept the existence of a trace in his body, plus he has fought like this, if it is not for the passionate spirit and constantly stimulating himself, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold on for a long time. Leaning on the spear, Di Mo Wen didn't even have the strength to speak. glanced at the kettle in the flower's hand with his eyes, and then gestured,

Finding Mo Wen's weakness at this time, Hua Hua paused to hold Mo Wen's head with her left hand, and slowly approached with her right hand to the mouth of the kettle, and a stream of clear water poured into Mo Wen's mouth. Looking at Mo Wen's lips, which were gradually recovering their blood, Hua Hua stopped pouring water and asked softly, "Brother Mo, who are you, you ......... just now Here'........."

The flower's body suddenly made Mo Wen feel a little sad, "Help me go first," Mo Wen said weakly as he looked around.

Silent along the way, looking at the Shimen Canyon that was getting closer and closer, Mo Wen pursed his lips and looked at the flowers, "I'm just a very angry person, I just did something that others should do, we're sorry for you, if I had known earlier..."

"Who is in front, what happened to the loud noise at Shixia Pass just now" Three neatly scaled generals appeared in front of Mo Wen and the two with an army.

Finding that Mo Wen was covered in blood and his cloak was scattered, Wei Zhi hurriedly drew his sword and prepared to order a siege.

"Young Master, is it you?" Mo Li on the side suddenly spoke, and then quickly dismounted and ran forward, Mo Rushou, who heard the news, also dismounted, and followed Mo Li to Mo Wen's side.

"Why did you come here, the family and the wife are very worried about you, ah, why are you so seriously injured, come back with me to heal. Seeing Mo Wen's miserable appearance at the moment, Mo Li's anxious color overflowed his face, and he hurriedly took out the healing pill from his body and fed it to Mo Wen.

"What's going on, where is the barbarian army outside Shixia Pass at this time, hurry up and leave from the valley, we may not be able to take care of you when we fight with the barbarians. Mo Rushou's strong voice followed.

Looking at Mo Li and Mo Rushou in front of them and the clean and tidy army behind them, their faces became more and more terrifying in Mo Wen's eyes under the moonlight. His face was inexplicable, and Mo Wen suddenly fainted.

"Young Master!" "Brother Mo!"