Looking at the Taiping Lux who was almost wiped out, Zhang Jiao suddenly had difficulty in smoothing his qi and blood, and fainted.

These Taipings are his hard work, and they are all folded in the hands of the coalition forces, which is really unacceptable.

When Zhang Jiao woke up again, looking at the sky where the lonely moon was hanging, he was suddenly infinitely desolate, his two younger brothers all died in the hands of the coalition army, and his generals were killed one after another, and he was already alone at this moment.

How to survive in the hands of many princes in Dongzhou is a great challenge for him, because with the sacrifice of millions of lives, he has cut off all his back roads at this moment.

So I can only rely on the power of the demon soldiers, this is said to be ready to fly, and I have to send it!

Immediately, Zhang Jiao's eyes became cold, and a trace of fierceness and madness flashed in his eyes, and then he walked directly to the underground blood pool of the Eastern Imperial City.

When he arrived at the high platform in the blood pool, looking at the sword with blood flashing, Zhang Bao took out something from his arms, an extremely worn scroll, which was written in blood, which looked extremely infiltrating.

"The demon soldier was born, the blood was martyred, the demon power was swaying, who is the lord of ups and downs!"

Sixteen blood-colored characters were imprinted in Zhang Jiao's mind, and at this moment, there was an unprecedented trace of hesitation and unbearability in Zhang Jiao's eyes.

"Ning'er, don't blame your father for being ruthless, if you want to blame it, blame you for being in troubled times, born in the princes' family..."

Zhang Jiao closed his eyes in pain, a trace of violence and helplessness flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes became extremely cold.

"Come on, go and call the young lady to come to see this heavenly master..."

On the other side, Wei Qing, Guo Jia and others are also plotting something in the mansion at the moment.

"General Wei, now that Zhang Jiao does not send troops, the coalition forces can't help them for a while, and our strength is not enough to open the city gate and accept the coalition army into the city, what should we do?"

One of them said with a sad face, but Wei Qing looked at the pale young man sitting in the corner of the room at this time, and said, "Fengxiao, isn't it time to start the plan?" ”

The young man took a sip of wine, pondered for a moment, a trace of wisdom flashed in his eyes, and said, "Don't worry, wait until Zhang Jiao starts to die for the magic sword, otherwise he will startle the snake!" ”

"Report, the Heavenly Master urgently recruited Miss Zhang Ning to see him in the blood pool..."

At this time, the guards outside the house hurriedly came to report, Guo Jia heard this, his eyes flashed, and then said: "Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed!" ”

Everyone didn't know why, only Wei Qing's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, and he looked at the young man in surprise, and the young man also nodded slowly, which was a reply.

"General Wei, Guo was a little uncomfortable, so he retired first..."

After the young man left, he quickly left through the back door and took a carriage to another mansion, which was the residence of Zhang Jiao's daughter Zhang Ning.

"Brother Guo, you are here, and you really got what you say, my father sent someone to call me to the underground forbidden land, what do you think I should do?"

The man had already entered the mansion, and a stunning woman threw herself into her arms, and said in a delicate voice, this person was Zhang Ning, the daughter of Zhang Jiao.

"Sister Ning, don't be afraid, my brother has already thought of a countermeasure, and you... Then you'll be fine..."

"Would that be bad for my father?" Zhang Ning asked with some concern.

"There won't be a worry about your life, at most you will lose some effort..."The young man shook his head and said.

"Okay, you hide first, and I'll take care of the rest..."

The young man comforted himself, and then secretly entered the study in the backyard.

Not long after, the young man walked out of the study, and the person behind him was another Zhang Ning.

This person is no different from Zhang Jiao's daughter, as if it was carved from Zhang Ning's body, even if Zhang Jiao sees it, he can't tell it.

"Listen, you are lucky in this trip, nine deaths, and now it's too late to regret it..."

The young man looked at the woman and said with some reluctance.

"Childe doesn't need to say much, Zhang Jiao's dog thief killed 361 lives of my whole family, this revenge is not shared, even if I die, I will let Zhang Jiao pay for his life, avenge the clansmen, I only hope that Childe can take care of my hard-working child..."

The woman said with great firmness, as if she was afraid that the young man would not be able to take revenge.

"Alas, why are you so troubled, don't worry, I will take care of your daughter, raise him as an adult, and find a good family..."

The young man let out a long sigh and said.

After that, the woman went to the forbidden land with Zhang Jiao's subordinates.

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"Father, are you looking for me?"

The woman followed those Zhang Jiao's personal soldiers to the underground blood pool, and at this moment Zhang Jiao turned his back to the woman, looking at the blood-colored sword in front of him.

"Ning'er, for so many years, my father has been raising you up, and I want to see you marry as soon as possible... It's a pity that I can't see it, the princes of Dongzhou are eyeing each other, once my father is defeated, all the descendants of my Zhang family will be slaughtered, and you will not be spared, for the fate of the Zhang family, the father can only abandon you, don't blame the father..."

Before the words fell, Zhang Jiao took out the blood sword very decisively and stabbed it directly.

"Poof!"

"Father, you..."

Fake Zhang Ning's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it, his father really stabbed him with a sword, and as fake Zhang Ning's eyes began to dilute, just when he was dying, he suddenly showed a look of relief.

"Father, I'll wait for you..."

Then the fake Zhang Ning was pushed into the river of blood by Zhang Jiao and drowned by the river of blood of the armed police.

At the same time, the bottomless pool of blood began to surge, and all the red blood poured into the blood sword.

"Hahaha, the Spirit Slayer Sword has finally been cast, I'm killing all sides, hahaha..."

Looking at the blood sword that began to tremble, Zhang Jiao howled extremely wildly, and his eyes were full of fiery.

And at this moment, the dark clouds above the Eastern Imperial City gathered, and thousands of thunderbolts took shape in an instant, lightning and thunder, like a scene of the end of the world.

"The final battle is about to begin..."

Bei Minghao, who was outside the Eastern Imperial City, looked at the endless thunder and black clouds and muttered to himself; And the other princes also looked at the scene of destruction with great shock.

Thundered!

Cracking sound! Click!

Rumble!

A blood-colored thunderbolt descended from the sky and fell into the Eastern Imperial City, and in an instant, the houses in the Eastern Imperial City were bombarded into ruins, flying sand and rocks.

Rumble!

The second thunder, the third, until the ninth thunder landed, at this moment, the Eastern Imperial City was in a mess, and many thieves were blown into ashes by the thunder.

After nine thunderbolts, the dark clouds began to dissipate, and a sky-high blood qi shot straight into the sky, the momentum was extremely amazing, and the blood qi filled the sky.

"Hahaha, Slayer Ling Jiancheng, I want to slaughter everyone, kill..."

Suddenly, Zhang Jiao's extremely poignant voice came from the East Imperial City, which made people feel a chill in their hearts when they heard the words.

In the Eastern Imperial City, Zhang Jiao looked at the blood sword in front of him, and the word "Tu Ling" was engraved on the blade of the blood sword, and the momentum was extremely intimidating.

And the fiery color in Zhang Jiao's eyes was not disguised, he picked up the blood sword, cut through the palm of his hand, and dripped the blood into the blood sword.

As the blood donation dripped onto the blood sword, the blood sword began to tremble, constantly absorbing Zhang Jiao's blood donation, and absorbing blood donation extremely greedily.

With the absorption of the blood sword, Zhang Jiao's face began to turn pale, and at the same time, his face changed greatly, he didn't know what happened to the Spirit Slayer Sword, why didn't he stop.

The frightened Zhang Jiao wanted to shake off the Spirit Slaughter Sword, but the Spirit Slaughter Sword seemed to be stuck to his hand, and he couldn't shake it off. "No, I can't die."

At this time, Zhang Jiao was shocked, his face was no longer bloodless, and he roared as hard as he could, but unfortunately his voice was getting weaker and weaker, and no one could save him.

Struggling desperately, slowly Zhang Jiao's struggle became weaker and weaker, and finally fell to the ground, and after the blood sword devoured Zhang Jiao's blood donation, it began to devour Zhang Jiao's flesh and blood.

Soon after, Zhang Jiao was covered with skin and bones, and only a pair of human skins remained.

A generation of uprising leaders finally died on the major events they had planned, and they were simply dead without a corpse, and their death was extremely miserable.

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