"Rub!"

A crisp voice sounded, Yang Lihua's exclamation stopped abruptly, and her heartbeat stopped at the same time. Looking at the head of the golden armor Yang Jian rising into the sky, and looking at the blood flowers that burst like a fountain, Yang Lihua only felt that the sky was spinning, the world seemed to collapse in an instant, and the strength of her body was also withdrawn in an instant.

Her body fell to the ground softly, wanting to say something, but the pain of heartbreak made her unable to make a sound, and only a piece of blood and orange fire was left in her blurred tear eyes, and the next moment, endless darkness poured into her heart, and Yang Lihua completely lost consciousness.

Although Happy heard Yang Lihua's call, but the arrow was already in the string, and it was impossible to change his tactics, and Yang Jian's brutality also made Happy out of anger, he needed to vent, he needed to avenge his dead brothers, and he needed to seek justice for the suffering people of Pingyang City.

"Bump!"

Jin Jia Yang Jian's head finally fell to the ground, and his bones rolled to his feet. The helmet has detached, revealing the true face of its owner. Looking at a completely unfamiliar face in front of him, looking at the astonishment and unwillingness in his eyes, his happy eyes suddenly froze, and he understood Yang Jian's plan in an instant. For some reason, while being angry and resentful because of Yang Jian's cunning and cunning, there was a faint hint of happiness in his heart.

Yao Yao glanced at Yang Lihua who rushed to the ground, although it was dark at night, she seemed to be happy to see her pale face in the cold wind, and see the heartbroken tears in the corners of her eyes. pursed his lips, suppressed the pity in his heart, and happily set his eyes on Zhou Jun who was approaching him again, and the murderous aura in his body became fierce again.

"Yang Jian is dead, the Zhou army will be defeated, kill!" He roared happily, and tore off the golden armor on "Yang Jian" and threw it towards the city. The happy voice was like thunder, shaking the mountains and mountains, and now there is a blood-stained golden armor as evidence, for a while, most of Pingyang City knew the news that Yang Jian was dead.

"Yang Jian is dead, and the Zhou army will be defeated!" After a hard fight under the city, the Qi army, which was already exhausted, suddenly had a strong morale when they heard this, and their bodies seemed to instantly surge with majestic power, and they roared wildly, stabbing the sharp blades in their hands into the enemy's body.

On the contrary, Zhou Jun was stunned, and his momentum couldn't help but stagnate. Although they had long fought with Qin Qiong with the intention of dying, but now that Yang Jian is dead, the dragons are leaderless, and they will inevitably be confused and hesitant in their hearts, and their morale will inevitably fall.

"Kill!"

With his happy skills 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. I saw that happiness was like a ghost, coming and going in a flash, and the Zhou army in the city fell like cutting wheat, and the screams came and went, so it was not miserable.

It didn't take long for hundreds of Zhou troops in the city to be slaughtered cleanly by Xingxing, and the most terrifying thing was that because of Xing Xing's hatred of the Zhou army's wanton arson in Pingyang, it was extremely violent and violent in this killing, which made it so that when everything was over, the city turned into Senluo Hell within a radius of several hundred meters, and none of the Zhou soldiers were left with a whole corpse.

However, in the face of the purgatory-like tragic situation in front of him, his happy expression did not change in the slightest, looking at the chaotic battlefield under the city, his eyes became deeper and colder, "Avenge the dead brothers, kill!" ”

"Bump!"

As soon as the words fell, he kicked happily on a pile of rocks not far away. This pile of rocks, which was the size of a human head and the size of a basket, were the stone bullets used by the catapults, and now they flew out of the city with the power of joy and rage, and smashed them towards the Zhou army under the city with unparalleled strength.

The sound of "bang" rang out repeatedly, and dozens of boulders smashed into the camp of the Zhou army, which immediately caused a group of people to turn over on their backs, and ghosts cried wolves. The sudden change immediately caused the Zhou army to look up, and the offensive in his hand was also slowed down. At this moment, Xing scolded lightly, and his body suddenly swept down from the city like a swooping eagle, setting off a fierce wind.

"Puff...... ...... Titicaca"

The happy body soon fell into the crowd, and when Zhou Jun was still a little sluggish, the steel knife in his hand slid out of a huge arc. With a series of sounds that made people's scalps tingle, dozens of people around him fell down screaming, making a vacuum within a radius of two meters around him.

The power of a knife is as strong as this.

The legend of happiness spread among the Zhou army a few days ago, but in addition to personal experience, most people thought that it was a false rumor and an exaggeration, and who could believe that a person's combat effectiveness was as strong as Xu Xu. Now, when happiness really appeared in front of him, when the comrades around him were cruelly torn apart like mustard in front of him, everyone began to believe that this handsome and feminine young man was a living and invincible demon.

The happy and tight hair has been scattered, and the white face is stained with a few drops of blood, but it looks so sad in the light of the fire. The silver armor on his body had been completely dyed red, and blood beads dripped down the nail leaves to the ground, although the sound was faint, but everyone felt it very clearly.

His eyes were deep and cold, as if he could do everything, and seemed to ignore everything, but everyone who looked at him did not consciously palpitate, and his soul seemed to tremble. However, there is a warm and bright smile on the corner of his mouth, looking down on the world like a Buddha and showing compassion for all beings.

Laughing Buddha Magic Hand. Although no one in this life called Happy like that anymore, the strong contrast between his eyes and smile made everyone feel unprecedented fear, making them have the urge to turn around and run, but their legs were a little weak, and they couldn't use any strength, so they could only widen their eyes and look at Happy in shock.

"Kill!"

Xing Xing didn't give Zhou Jun much time to think, he just paused slightly, and the still sword light flickered again, and at the same time his figure flickered. With the happy action, the killing began again, bloody and bloody, screaming and howling, happy like a meat grinder madly raging among the Zhou army, harvesting fresh lives one by one.

When he happily killed Yang Jian in golden armor and rushed into the Zhou army like a tiger descending from the mountain, the outcome of the fierce battle in Xicheng was already doomed. Even though the Zhou army did their best and was not afraid of death, because no one could stop the joy, their defeat was irreversible.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

When he was happy to split the last Zhou Jun in half, the steel knife in his hand could no longer bear it, and it broke inch by inch, and the debris was scattered on the ground with the wind.

"General, I'm sorry, it was the subordinates who fell for Yang Jian's tricks because of their greed and recklessness, which caused heavy casualties among the brothers, and even affected many innocent people in the city, please punish me!" Qin Qiong, who was covered in blood, dragged her heavy legs, walked in front of Xing with difficulty, and knelt on the ground with a shameful face, her voice was extremely hoarse.

happily stared at Qin Qiong quietly, with neither joy nor sadness on his face. Today, in this wide area, there are only more than 100 people who can still stand, and except for Happy Himself, the rest of them are extremely injured.

Seeing that Happy didn't speak for a long time, all the surviving Qi Jun's hearts couldn't help but sink, thinking that Happy was angry because of Qin Qiong's command mistakes, and they knelt down and pleaded: "Young General, it's really the Zhou people who are too treacherous and vicious, don't blame General Qin, I hope that Young General Mingjian!" ”

"Shubao, get up, I don't blame you. Get up! "Happy let out a long breath, and the scorching breath left a long trail in the cold air, which did not disperse for a long time.

Qin Qiong looked up in amazement and looked at her happily in confusion. Happy smiled slightly, as if the spring water was thawing, and like a warm day, he bent down gently, supported Qin Qiong's shoulders with both hands, helped him up, and said gently: "Shubao, I didn't expect Zhou Jun to be so desperate that he would put the safety of hundreds of thousands of people in the city at risk. This time, I am very pleased that you are concerned about the safety of the people and decisively order a rescue. ”

After a pause, he happily turned his gaze to the south, and Qin Qiong also looked at it. At this time, there were only sporadic fires in Nancheng, and the fire had obviously been significantly controlled, and Pingyang finally avoided the danger of being burned, and Qin Qiong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

"Compared with the pursuit and killing of the Zhou army and a short-term victory, the lives of compatriots are self-important." Xing Xing put his hand on Qin Qiong's shoulder, and the thick immortal true qi poured into his body, quickly repairing the latter's almost depleted body.

Qin Qiong was shocked, and looked at Happy in surprise, greeted by happy eyes full of appreciation and a warm smile on the corner of her mouth, Qin Qiong's heart couldn't help but warm, and her pursed lips couldn't help but tighten.

Although Qin Qiong was covered in blood, it was mostly skin trauma, some of them lost too much blood, and their energy was too wasted, but under the repair of the true qi full of vitality, the kung fu spirit of just a few breaths recovered a lot.

"Take your wounded brother down and rest, and I'll do the finishing touches." Happy withdrew his palm and said gently.

"Thank you, General!" The emotion in Qin Qiong's eyes flashed, and he nodded heavily and walked to the side with the surviving Qi army.

Qin Qiong left, happy and about to walk forward, suddenly stopped again, turned around and walked towards the west city gate.

When she came to the city gate, she looked up happily at the head of the city, where a slender figure stood still, and the cold wind blew her robe and blew her hair in a bun, but it could not dry the tears on her face. Alone, she looked so thin, lonely and helpless, and her body was full of sadness.

Happy felt a pain in his heart, and with a shake of his body, he flew up to the city, landed behind the shadow, and called softly: "Lihua." ”

Yang Lihua trembled slightly, but she didn't look back, her beautiful eyes looked at the Senluo Hell at the head of the city with some hollowness, her silver teeth clenched her lips, and her face was pale and bloodless.

"Lihua, your father is not dead." Xing Xing stepped forward gently, hugged Yang Lihua into his arms, felt her cold body, and the pity in his heart was even worse.

"Really...... ......" Yang Lihua trembled violently, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she asked in a trembling voice, with endless trepidation in her expectant eyes, for fear that what she 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 thought of a way out, and made a move to get out of the shell of the golden cicada, and now I am afraid that he has escaped from Pingyang City." ”

"He's still alive, still alive......" Yang Lihua was suddenly excited, but tears were sprinkled like rain, making happiness unclean.