The Khan of Liao was thrown off his horse and his legs were crushed.

At that moment, Yelu Abaoji's heart was not only painful, but also endless grief and indignation, and endless fear.

He knew that the Great Liao Kingdom was finished, and he was finished, and his imperial hegemony and ambition were all wiped out with Xiang Yu's blow.

"Why? I, Yelu Abaoji, am obviously the greatest king of the grassland, why did I fall to such a state, why? ”

When Yelu Abaoji was inexplicably sad and indignant in his heart, Xiang Yu had already mounted a horse and a gun and was in front of him.

He thought that Xiang Yu would kill him with one shot.

Xiang Yu didn't even look at him, he only snorted coldly: "Tie up this Hu Chief and hand it over to Your Majesty after the war." ”

After that, Xiang Yu rode his horse like flying, and then re-entered the enemy formation, and the golden gun passed through, and it was another bloody storm.

When Xiang Yu was slaughtering, the potter, the son of the Great Wei, also rode his horse into the enemy formation, and the Qinglong knife harvested the heads of the enemy soldiers to his heart's content.

Because he knew very well that Li Yuanba had fled with Li Shimin, and no one in the Liao Kingdom could threaten his life except for Lu Bu.

What's more, he now has a fascination phase technique, so why not be afraid of Lu Bu.

In the blood mist of the chaotic army, the potter had a pair of eagle eyes and locked on Yan Liang, who was fighting dozens of steps away.

At this moment, Yan Liang was wrapped in anger and terrifying flames.

From the Yuan family back then, to Cao Cao, to Liu Bei, and then to Yelu Abaoji, Yan Liang can be said to have changed hands.

How many times, he deceived himself, telling himself that he had finally found the master, and that he could destroy the potter with the new master and regain the glory of the past.

Every time, it ended in failure, and he fled in the wilderness.

Today, his new master, Yelu Abaoji, has once again fallen to the brink of destruction, how can Yan Liang not be sad and angry in his heart.

On this side, in the face of the pressure of hundreds of thousands of Wei troops, he really had an urge in his heart to fight to the death and never run away.

Soon, he regained his senses again, knowing that in the face of the impact of ten times the Wei army, forcing another battle would be tantamount to sending him to death.

Under the urging of reason, Yan Liang had to suppress his grief and indignation, and shouted: "Retreat, quickly retreat to Shangjing!" ”

How could he easily withdraw?

Just like Yelu Abaoji, because he rushed too fiercely before, the situation suddenly changed suddenly, and before he had time to turn his horse and flee, the Wei army had already slaughtered.

The rolling offensive crushed thousands of Liao cavalry like paper, killing them until they cried wolf.

Yan Liang fell into a panic, how dare he stay for a moment, he didn't even dare to turn his head back, he only whipped his horse whip and fled.

It's a pity that the congestion of the soldiers seriously affected his speed, and in a short gap, the potter had already led the Great Wei Iron Cavalry to kill in a mighty manner.

The potter took the lead, killing him and smashing all the Liao pawns who blocked along the way.

"Yan Liang, when are you going to escape, and where is the glory of your general!" The potter roared loudly, and rode straight to Yan Liang.

The Emperor of Great Wei!

The Emperor of Great Wei, who had killed many of his masters, killed him personally, and the mocking voice echoed in Yan Liang's ears like thunder.

In an instant, Yan Liang's dignity was deeply stabbed, and he lost his mind.

"Potter, I, Yan Liang, have to kill you today, avenge my dead old masters, look at the knife!" With a beastly roar, Yan Liang turned his horse and headed towards the potter.

Iron rode over, Yan Liang had a war knife in his hand, roaring out, and countless Wei soldiers were cut to pieces.

"System Elf, scan Yan Liang's force value for me!" Seeing that Yan Liang's force value seemed to be improving, the potter immediately ordered with his mind.

"Tick...... The system scan is completed, and the subject's force value is 100. ”

"This Yan Liang, sure enough, his martial arts talent is extraordinary, and his martial arts have even rushed to the half-step martial saint, in the past history, he was killed by Guan Yu's sneak attack in seconds, and he was really wronged......"

The potter's eyes flashed with a hint of appreciation, and then the eagle's eyes were as cold as a blade.

Even if you are a half-step martial saint, how can you enter my eyes today.

With a wild laugh, the green dragon knife in the potter's hand rolled out the power of the raging waves and blasted towards Yan Liang.

With a single sword, the mighty True Qi turned into an invisible blade of True Qi, carrying the attack of his junior martial saint, squeezing the air, squeezing like a wall.

Yan Liang, who was rushing wildly, suddenly felt the potter's strong oppressive force like the tide of the sea, and felt the invisible blade qi.

"True Qi is released, this guy's force value has actually reached the junior martial saint!"

Yan Liang was taken aback, and the image of Xuzhou who was powerless and vulnerable immediately appeared in his mind.

He never expected that the weak chicken back then would be able to reach such a terrifying realm in today's martial arts.

"What about the junior martial saint, I, Yan Liang, just don't accept you today, I don't accept it-"

Yan Liang, who was furious, let out a low angry shout rolled out of his throat, and the big knife in his hand, wrapped in the power of a half-step martial saint, attacked head-on.

In the next second, the invisible blade slammed in.

Click!

With the loud sound of the sky shattering, the blade of True Qi was shattered inch by inch, and the invisible air flow sputtered out, knocking all the soldiers within dozens of steps to the left and right to the ground.

Although the True Qi Blade was shattered, the powerful impact force made Yan Liang feel an unprecedented oppressive force, which made his arm numb, his body cracked and vibrated violently, and the qi and blood in his chest were even more tumbling and agitated.

After the real anger, there is a real knife!

Throat!

In an instant, the two knives collided.

The thunderous sound pierced the eardrums of thousands of soldiers around them, and the shock wave that swelled out instantly knocked the men and horses within a seven-zhang range to the ground.

The two rode by the wrong horse, and the potter's figure was as majestic as a mountain, and his face was as usual, without a trace of waves.

Yan Liang's hands holding the knife were already trembling, panting heavily, there was a faint pain in his chest, and the agitation of qi and blood was almost up to his throat.

"Is this the strength of the junior martial saint, this guy's martial arts, sure enough, above me, I am not his opponent......"

Yan Liang, who turned around from the horse, was already deeply shocked in his heart, and the angry impact was disintegrated by the potter's knife in an instant.

"Yan Liang, you only have two options today, either you dismount and surrender by yourself, or you will be knocked off your horse by me!"

A violent whistle sounded, and the potter didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, and the Qinglong Knife once again rolled up the power of breaking the sky, and it bombarded in a mighty way.

At this moment, Yan Liang was frightened.

He knew that there was a gap in the realm between him and the pottery merchant in the martial arts, and if he forcibly fought each other, he would definitely lose if he didn't make a hundred moves.

But now there are Wei troops on all sides, and the way has been blocked, even if he doesn't want to fight, he can't escape anymore.

Horizontally and vertically, they are all one death.

"Damn, I'm a Hebei general, even if I die, I will die on the battlefield with honor, potter, I will fight with you."

Yan Liang, who had no way to escape, was inspired by the remaining dignity, roared angrily and desperately killed the potter.

The two horsemen fought in a group.

In a few moves, the potter completely suppressed Yan Liang, and the majestic blade of true qi pressed him to the point that he was out of breath, and soon he was in a hurry, and flaws appeared frequently.

Seventy strokes passed.

The pottery merchant suddenly let out a dragon roar, and the green dragon knife turned into the strongest blade of true qi, wrapped in the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth, and bombarded Yan Liang.

With a scream, a stream of blood splashed into the sky, and an injured body was shaken out and fell heavily to the ground.

Yan Liang, who landed on the ground, vomited blood from his mouth, didn't even have the strength to speak, and collapsed on the ground.

"Tie him up, and wait until he goes to Beijing, and then I'll clean him up." The potter's war knife pointed and drank coldly.

Captured Yan Liang alive, the pottery merchant did not have enough killing intent, and he danced his sword on his horse and once again killed the defeated enemy.

Countless enemy pawns were torn apart, countless human heads flew into the air, and I don't know how many unlucky Liao pawns became ghosts under his sword.

Yelu Abaoji was captured, Yan Liang was captured alive, Lu Bu was defeated and fled, Yelu Xianzhen was killed, and the remaining Yelu Hugo and Yelu Dashi could only flee with their lives.

After leaving nearly 40,000 corpses behind, the Liao army left less than 10,000 people, and fled to Shangjing in embarrassment.

The potters led hundreds of thousands of troops, stepping on the corpses of the Liao army, like driving away panicked lambs, chasing all the way.

When the sky is bright, the outline of the capital has entered the field of vision of the potters.

This last city of the Liao State is close at hand, and you only need to capture this last city to announce the destruction of the Liao State.

The pottery merchant was in high spirits, his face was burning with the flames of killing, the Qinglong knife pointed towards Shangjing, and sneered: "Spread my will, let's raze Shangjing to the ground, all the Liao people in the city, all of them will be killed, and no one will be left!" ”