Li Nianyun's hoarse roar resounded through the snowfield. It is full of heroism and pathos, but also with a hint of satisfaction. Not long ago, when the sword ghost arrived, he was still glad that he would not fight Khredub. But at this moment, in order to protect the imperial generals, he took the initiative to bear the strongest sword of Hredub.

The sword that Khredub could not use a second time was indeed his mystery.

Heredub looked at the red lightning in the sky that had turned into a knife, he didn't try to sense Li Nianyun's breath, but Li Nianyun should have died. Although the young man made Khredub feel that he could not be killed unless his head was cut off or his heart shattered, there was no such thing as true immortality. When an overly powerful destruction exceeds the rate of regeneration, once the death limit is crossed, it will all be over.

Ouyang Xi, Huang Sheng, and all the female disciples of Yunci Valley all had sad and indignant expressions at the moment. No one believes that anyone will survive this head-on stab.

As the red lightning faded away, a figure fell from the sky. Smash up a cloud of crushed snow. Heaven and earth seemed to be suddenly silent.

Li Nianyun's body fell on the snowfield, and there were dense corpses around him, he was covered in blood, his clothes were broken, and he seemed to be a corpse.

When his ears were pressed to the cold snow, he finally heard the wailing of the land, his nose was full of blood, and the thunder still echoed in his head, but he could clearly hear some kind of indescribable wail.

He was surrounded by countless corpses, some of the Tieli and some of the Imperial, and he was like one of them, but he wasn't after all.

Li Nianyun naturally did not die. Many people thought he should be dead. But in the end, he proved himself and withstood the strongest knife of an extremely strong man head-on.

But his mind was no longer on the battlefield. He remembered that a moment ago, he felt the fear of death, but he arrogantly thought that he must continue to shout that Lao Tzu would never die when he survived. What a happy thing it must be?

He once saw Ding Qiliang crawling out of the Qinhuai River at Qinhuai Bridge, and he was inexplicably moved at that moment.

Now, he should be the same as Ding Qiliang at that time. He has never been a low-key person, and he can do things as coquettishly as he wants. But at this moment, he survived, there was obviously a shouting and killing on the battlefield, and there was obviously thunder echoing in his mind, but he felt very quiet, and the whole person was also quiet.

Little by little, Liuyun Jue regained his vitality. But it will also be the last time. No one knew what kind of pain Li Nianyun experienced in the Ten Thousand Thunder Jun Heavenly Sword Technique, and the powerful and domineering sword momentum tried to tear Li Nianyun apart all the time, but in the end, it couldn't match his self-healing speed. The terrifying power of regeneration allowed Li Nianyun to do something that a Ye Realm powerhouse would never be able to do.

But when his ears were close to the snowy earth, and he listened to the faint cry of sorrow, he seemed to have forgotten everything.

He didn't know where the scream came from, he wanted to move, but found that although his body was healing, it was not the same as the rapid healing when he was slashed a moment ago, and the recovery speed was extremely slow now.

Can't move. Li Nianyun had no choice but to maintain this posture, and what he saw with his eyes was a corpse, it was the corpse of a Tieli soldier, his skin had begun to freeze and crack, and his expression could vaguely recognize anger.

It's not all anger, Li Nianyunzai looked at the corpse carefully, a little stunned.

When you look at a corpse from the perspective of a corpse against the ground, you will find a lot of details that others don't know. It may be a little scary to say this, but at that moment, you will feel the emotions of the corpse. He's dead, but there's still some kind of emotion coming through.

It's not anger, or it's not all anger. Li Nianyun thought so, he was like a corpse, and then he was feeling the emotions of another corpse. He was the head of the Nine Great Factions, but at this moment, he landed somewhere on the battlefield, and no one came to collect his body.

The war is not over yet, and on the battlefield, all the dead people have no identity. The warriors of the rivers and lakes, the elites of the sects, the elites of the empire, the leaders of the sword and shield battalions, or the heads of the nine major factions, the generals of Tie Li, are all the same, they are unwilling to die, and they are all corpses after death, of course, they still have some other things left in this world, such as the obsession of the living, but that has nothing to do with them anymore.

Because when you die, there is nothing. And war is the stage for creating death. On this stage, there is no difference between heroes and demons, soldiers and generals, monks and kings, after death.

How long has this war been going on?

Li Nianyun suddenly began to think about this problem, this is not a question he will think about, but he can't think about it, he is afraid, he wants to get up from the pile of dead people, but he can't do it, at least not yet. He tried to think of something else, to pass the time, and somewhere in the snowy field full of corpses, he couldn't let his mind avoid the war, avoid the corpses.

His ears were pressed to the earth, and at last he could hear what the scream was.

It's the constant sound of people falling on the snow.

It's the constant sound of people dying.

No wonder that guy always says that if he is alive, good things will happen. Is it because you knew how terrible death can be for a long time?

Li Nianyun suddenly thought of Chenhui.

He is the head of the Nine Major Sects, and he prides himself on being one of the few successful people in the rivers and lakes. He had a very pleasant life. Naturally, this comfort will not disappear because he has experienced this war. But he finally experienced a death.

The great fear between life and death will cause many people to change, some people will see the opportunity to break through, some people will be lost and begin to repent, and some people will rise to nirvana from death.

Li Nianyun didn't feel that he had changed anywhere. He just had a thought that had always been there. It's just that this moment is more intense than ever.

It was so strong that he wanted to shout hysterically.

Let this war end.

……

The war is not over.

Heredub gasped for a moment, and spent his strong internal strength to cast the strongest sword, plus he had just endured the slash of the sword ghost, and he was no longer in the strongest state, and at this moment, Khredub also felt tired.

But the killing look in his eyebrows did not dissipate, and his hand holding the knife was still strong.

Victory had not yet come, and he did not allow himself to rest and slack off in this moment.

More painful than Li Nianyun for death is the initiator of this war, the king of the Tieli people.

There are many choices in life. Some of the answers seem incredibly simple.

The lives of some soldiers and the fate of all people in Tieli in the future, which is more important? The answer to this question is naturally self-explanatory, but when it is actually put into practice, any tyrant who is not insensitive will be moved by the sacrifice of the soldiers.

Perhaps the only consolation was that he had finally come here, and when he looked from afar, he could see the magnificent gate of the Frost River, no longer with the gaze of an enemy traveler, but with the gaze of the master of the city.

He naturally knew that as long as he looked back, he could see rivers of blood and corpses all over the field. But in the end, he didn't let them die in vain.

Heredubu raised his slashing knife and stared at Ouyang Xi not far away.

Now in front of Ouyang Xi, there is no one who can bear the slash of the extremely strong for him, as the last commander of the empire, at this moment he and Helei are not more than 100 zhang, Ouyang Xi should have stayed in the rear of the army, but thousands of imperial soldiers against nearly 20,000 Tieli troops, there is no chance of victory, and he knows that he will not escape death. He swung his sword and went to the front, but only to boost morale.

Now that moment is finally coming. Ouyang Xi knew that he was going to die under the knife of Heredub. He was unwilling, but in the same way, he did everything he could. Personnel are exhausted, but the destiny of heaven. What he regrets the most is naturally the soldiers, he failed to bring victory to the soldiers below. Xiang Wu once said that the only thing that can comfort the dead comrades is the victory of the war. But he didn't.

The wind and snow suddenly became a little urgent.

At the moment when the victory of this war was announced, when the powerful vitality gathered on the Dragon Splitting Knife, Heredub's expression suddenly changed, his knife was not swung out, he looked at Ouyang Xi fixedly, and there was an inexplicable trace of horror in his expression.

Ouyang Xi didn't know what this meant, he also looked at Khredub, and then he realized that Khredub was looking in his own direction, but not himself.

The wise general of the empire guessed some possibility just from the look on Khredub's face, and at that moment his heart began to beat wildly. He turned around slowly, and finally with a look of incredulity and surprise.

"Will ...... Checkmate! "Ouyang Xi never expected that at this desperate moment, the dragon general Xiang Wu suddenly appeared!

And Khredub didn't expect that he had already come here, and he would usher in the moment of victory, and the opponent he least wanted to see and was most afraid of seeing suddenly appeared.

Dragon General Xiang Wu is still alive!

Heredubu took three steps back, and so far in this battle, he has never looked back in the face of the fatal slash of the sword ghost, but when he saw Xiang Wu, he subconsciously retreated.

Naturally, not because he was afraid, but because he couldn't believe it.

Ouyang Xi's brain turned very fast, and he was naturally curious about where the coach had gone these days, but now he should have imagined the current situation, comparing the advantages and disadvantages.

Xiang Wu nodded slightly to Ouyang Xi, without any words, and walked straight towards Heredubu.

The Tieli soldiers naturally couldn't stop the strongest general in the empire, and on the imperial side, Ouyang Xi quickly spread the news that the dragon general would participate in the battle.

The imperial army, which was about to be wiped out, now had less than 6,000 people left, and Ouyang Xi's tragic appearance in battle made them feel inspired, but this encouragement was quickly dispelled by the strong strength of the Tieli people. The absolute disparity in combat strength made the Imperial soldiers quickly realize the situation they were facing.

But this time, all the Imperial soldiers were cheered up again.

The four words of the dragon general Xiang Wu are really significant to them, the imperial army without Xiang Wu is not worthy of fighting with the Tieli people at all, but the imperial army where Xiang Wu is sitting in the battle has always won more and lost less in the face of Tie Li.

If everyone thinks that there is still someone in this world who can change the current situation by himself, that person must be Xiang Wu.

This is the idea of the Imperial, and it is also the idea of Khredub, he and Xiang Wu can be said to be bright for a while, the person who knows you best will always be your most powerful opponent. Heredub knew Xiang Wu very well, so he knew that Xiang Wu actually appeared at this moment, what did it mean.

Maybe there really is a god in control of fate high in the sky?

From the very beginning, Khredub believed that there was no god in this world, but Rao was such a great king, and at this moment he could not help but wonder if his country was really disgusted and spurned by the gods.

But the victory is still inclined to the Tieli people, Xiang Wu is no longer able to exert the strength of 10,000 enemies, and Hredub still has 20,000 troops, even if Xiang Wu can participate in the battle, but the injury will never be completely healed.

Khredub's knife was pointed at Xiang Wu. He won't give up.

"Khredub, no matter what the outcome of this battle is, you are a hero in the hearts of the Tieli people, and you are also the most respected enemy of my Xiang Wu in his life." What Xiang Wu said at this moment had never been said to Khredub.

Khredub sneered: "I don't care about the so-called heroic bear, as long as I can keep my people alive, I can bear the infamy of the ages!" ”

Xiang Wu was silent for a moment, he knew that he shouldn't say the next sentence, especially as the commander of the empire. But he also knew the reason for the choice made by the Tieli people. And the price that will be paid.

He said: "There is no righteous side in this war, but the way the Empire has treated you all these years is indeed wrong. ”

For the general, he does not ask whether good or evil is right or wrong, it is what Xiang Wu said himself. Xiang Wu has also been implementing this concept for so many years. As an opponent, Khredub naturally knew better what kind of person Xiang Wu was, a respectable general, and a terrible opponent.

Therefore, when such a powerful person said such a thing, Khredub also felt a trace of incomprehension, a trace of ...... Grateful.

This is a sentiment that can only be understood between two old enemies.

Xiang Wu and Heredub said this, what it meant, and both of them knew very well that only one of them would survive.

In order for Tie Li to break through the gate of the Frost River, he must step through the corpse of the dragon general.

For an empire to win a war, it must also step over the king's corpse.

"Although I have endured three swords from Qi Linya, and I have spent a lot of internal strength to kill a martial artist not long ago, I can still maintain ten percent of my combat strength. Moreover, I still have an army of 20,000. Heredub said.

"My injuries have not recovered, I don't know how much strength I can play, and my soldiers are tired, but in the face of you, I will do my best." Xiang Wu said.

"That's fine. Since there is no justice on the battlefield, there is naturally no justice. Heredub said.

"I've been on the battlefield all my life, but I won't be ashamed if I die at your hands." Xiang Wu said.

"So do I." Heredub said.

The conversation between the two of them carried the meaning of death, and the vitality between heaven and earth began to fluctuate strongly again.

Xiang Wu's arrival was a turning point for the empire, but both Xiang Wu and Ouyang Xi understood that it was only a matter of time before they lost this war.

It's just that at this time, the two strongest people on the battlefield have no intention of paying attention to this matter. They are engaged in what could be the final duel between the two. No one knows who will lose, because their expressions are extremely dignified.

"Let's go with the knife."

"Let's make a move."

(It should be more than two days later, of course, I don't want to use 2,000 words for a chapter and then pretend that I update a lot of more every day 233 There will never be one more, but the number of words should be more than 10,000 words, the Northern War is coming to an end, and a more magnificent ending shot is needed, that shot must be very long, and it is not easy to write.) ）

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