In a pool of blood, Li Guang, who had killed more than 100 people, finally supported his body with the sword in his hand. He didn't have the strength to fight anymore. The reason why it has been able to persist until now is because of its innate arrogance.

When the last moment came, he didn't feel sad or afraid, and he didn't close his eyes when he saw the countless blades intertwined with the sword slashing his head and face cut down. The indomitable aura that burst out of those angry eyes was his most tenacious struggle against this world!

Death, for a character like him, has long been nothing to fear. In his battle-hardened and fierce life, he faced many moments of death.

"The death of one person is lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai...... Yuan Zhao, if I die today, I will die, but I hate that in the end, I couldn't save the emperor from danger. All the names behind you are meaningless! ”

I don't know why, when the drops of death blood fell from those blades to the pale beard and eyebrows, Li Guang, who was in a trance because of excessive blood loss, suddenly remembered what the young man had said, and his face that smiled lightly.

Countless blades and gore came with the hideous laughter of the Grim Reaper. In the life of a hero, failure is inevitable in the end! But there is nothing the veteran can do, and the glory and exploits are a thing of the past...... So be it!

At such a time, the clouds broke through, the lack of the moon was like a hook, and the killing machine suddenly came across the heavens and the earth. Between the lightning and flint, the crowd rolled, the swords broke, and the screams of exclamation rang out.

Li Guang's eyes widened suddenly, and he felt that he was hallucinating. It seems that the moon in the sky fell to the ground, and one person dragged this round of moonlight, and then transformed into thousands of sword lights! Within a radius of dozens of zhang, the blockers were invincible and destroyed all over the ground.

The veteran leaned his back against the entrance of the hall, and a smile suddenly appeared on his tragic face. Although I didn't feel the pain of slashing, was this death? If not, why did you see the figure of that young man in a trance?

"Old general, I'm coming back late...... I'm sorry! ”

On the bluestone steps, the brilliance disappeared, and the long knife was like water, and the moonlight was gone. Perhaps only the bloodstains between the edges can make people truly know that what has just happened is not an illusion, but a brutal killing.

The wind passed through the mountains and forests in the distance, and between the swaying lights of the lights, all the people who were startled by the sudden change and retreated again and again clearly saw that there was a figure in a green shirt who appeared in the place where they wanted to kill people just now. There was no one around him.

"Who's ......?!"

A shocking question came to everyone's mind. There are many people who didn't see the scene just now. But the fact that those who rushed over were dead is a very real reality.

The dead silence after the fierce killing was particularly depressing. And Li Guang, who heard the words just now, was shocked in his heart, and his eyes exuded an incomparable look. Because he was finally sure that he was not confused, and the person he was thinking about in his heart was standing in front of him!

"Yuan Zhao...... You're back? Hehe! ”

The sword in your hand doesn't have to be clenched anymore. The strong breath no longer has to be spent on perseverance. As long as this son is here, everything is fine!

The blood-stained sword fell down the stone steps with a clanging sound. Li Guang, who laughed softly, leaned against the hall door and sat down

Ground. It's like an old farmer who has come back from farming, tired and doesn't want to move anymore, but his smile is very relaxed.

Thousands of miles of dust, full of frost. Yuan Zhao, who had been sleepless for several days and rushed back from the Yumen Pass, inserted the murderous knife in his hand into the stone steps. He leaned over and used his arm to support half of the veteran's body, and when he saw the shocking wounds everywhere, his face was full of sadness and iron blood, and he no longer had the calm look he used to have.

"Old general...... This happened because I didn't think it through! I....... ”

Yuan Zhao's eyes were bloodshot, and the words that came out of his mouth were hoarse and dry. Along the way, he heard too much sad news. Although he has tried his best to get back, there are some mistakes and regrets, because of the loss of life, which will never be recovered.

"It's not your fault...... Yuan Zhao, you are not a god, just a mortal! ”

As if he had felt the guilt in his heart, Li Guang took a few breaths to calm his emotions as much as possible. He didn't want this young man with the heavy responsibility of the country to have any more baggage.

However, how could Yuan Zhao be able to let go so easily? He had worked so hard for the country that it was almost ruined. And the friends and companions who used to be heart-to-heart, have been separated by yin and yang, and they can never see each other again. Such a huge price is completely unacceptable to him.

It's just that he wanted to stretch out his hand to check Li Guang's injury, but was pushed away by the other party. Then, I heard the stern voice of the veteran speak.

"Is now the time to do these things? It's your duty to fight! Your Majesty is inside, and his safety is in your hands. The people in this courtyard are all rebels who kill kings and rebels, and they are guilty of great sins, and there is no need to show mercy. ”

"But, old general! If you don't heal your wounds quickly, it's too late...... ”

"Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky. I think I, Li Guang, have fought all my life and killed countless people. I died today, but I already earned ...... Why should a boy be a child! Draw your sword and go to battle, the veteran is here to watch the battle for you. Whoever rebels should be punished! ”

Li Guang sat cross-legged and looked directly at Yuan Zhao, his eyes radiating a light of trust and expectation. Since ancient times, heroes know each other best! Yuan Zhao read the meaning in his gaze. He nodded slightly, no more admonishing. Perhaps, compared to life and death, it is more important to fulfill the other party's unfulfilled wishes.

I don't know when, the wind in the mountains and forests stopped, and the eastern sky was already white. The darkest hour of this killing night is about to pass, and some people are destined not to see the sunrise the next day.

"Ahh He, he's ...... Yuan Zhao! ”

The hundreds of dead soldiers raised by the clan forces besieging this mountain courtyard never expected that at the last critical moment, their most unexpected person would appear in front of them. When someone finally shouted the name in horror, as if an invisible lightning bolt crossed their heads, everyone couldn't help but feel a tremor in their bodies.

Liu Zuoche was also taken aback. Although he didn't serve as the general of the palace for a long time, of course he knew Yuan Zhao. Ever since he suddenly appeared just now and killed all the besiegers who wanted to kill Li Guang, he had already been in doubt. However, from such a distance, it is impossible to see each other clearly

He was never sure. And now, there is no longer any doubt. Because, the faint green shirt stood up straight, turned his head slowly, and only said a word coldly.

"I had already decided to seal the knife...... But today, he had to drink blood with a knife again to maintain the community. Hopefully this is the last time! ”

Before the words fell, the long knife was like snow, and the figure was like a phantom. Ten thousand rays of light, blowing away the lotus flower of the moment! The last killing before dawn is the main battlefield of this one!

As a child of the clan, Liu Zuoche had heard of Yuanzhao's prestige since he was very early on. If it weren't for the huge lure of profit, no one would want to go against this person. Even he was arrogant. However, since this time's plan was planned by the entire clan and noble forces, he couldn't stay out of it.

What's more, deep down in his heart, he always thinks that if there is no help from supporters, no matter how powerful a person's strength is, how powerful will it be? As long as the overall situation of Chang'an has been decided, even if Yuan Zhao comes back, he is afraid that he will be powerless. Such an idea cannot be said to be unreasonable. There are many powerful people in history, but in the end, didn't they all succumb to the trend of the times?

But it's a pity that Liu Zuoche and many people in his camp never knew that there were always some exceptions in this world. It was as if they had never expected that the Yuan Church, which was thousands of miles away, would rush back in such a short period of time. I can't imagine what kind of abyss of blood will be stirred up by this person and a knife!

And by the time Liu Zuoche, who was bent on cutting off the emperor's head, understood this, it was too late, and it was too late to regret it. Because the light of that knife is so dazzling and so sharp! Once the murderous aura enveloped the four fields, that kind of momentum in all directions was a realm that he had never imagined. It can be described as "sweeping thousands of armies and splitting mountains and rivers"!

The hundreds of carefully selected dead soldiers are all tigers and wolves, and if they are organized, they can fight a small war. However, under Yuan Zhao's knife, they all became lambs to the slaughter, and they hardly had the slightest power to fight back. It's just that after half an hour's effort, there is no complete stander.

Even Liu Zuoche, who was once invincible, was like everyone else, and soon fell in a pool of blood. It's just that he was luckier than others, or rather, more unfortunate than other people who died on the spot. Because, with only half of the body left, it is better to be killed by a knife!

"Yuan Zhao...... You're so vicious! ”

Liu Zuoche, who was crawling on the ground, vomited blood heavily, desperately trying to support half of his body with his arms. But it was in vain. His eyes were blood-red, and the blood flowing from the severed limbs and remnants soaked the bluestone-paved courtyard and steps in a pool of blood.

The long knife that had just undergone a massacre was reinserted into the ground, and the bloodstains on it recorded the struggles and cries of death of countless agonized souls. It's just that there is no sadness or joy on the face of its owner. Hearing the sound of resentful curses under his feet, Yuan Zhao, who gradually reined in his murderous aura, didn't even look at it, and walked directly to the door of the hall with blood all over the ground.

Conspiracy, killing the court, invincible for twenty years, everything he kills is damned! The blood lotus blossomed behind him, in full swing, and he never regretted .......