To be precise, Fusu had other things to do, but he didn't expect to perceive this aura of hatred on the road.

Wen Cheng didn't have time to ask her for the reason, and before he even had time to say words of gratitude, Fusu was already pacing forward.

One against one legion.

Fusu only glanced faintly at the enemy, and then lunged forward without hesitation.

The important thing is the chariot, the Zhao army's heavy equipment and breakthrough tactics, its weakness is that it takes time to reorganize after the mistake of body.

Even the Eternal Qin Warriors are just the playthings of my father, and in my eyes, one person can do it.

Sonorous! The northern desert frost and the halberd are handed over.

At the moment when Fusu and Zhao Kuo staggered, the general, who was engulfed in cyan fireworks, forcibly turned his body, grabbed the reins and tried to turn to the left.

The strong centrifugal force squeezed the horse's body, and Zhao Kuo endured the dizziness and pulled the reins harder with his hands, only to find that Fusu appeared above his head.

Although he was aware of her attempt, he couldn't stop turning around and died, no?

The giant soldier beside him swung his halberd and swept it towards the sky.

Immature.

Fusu aimed at the swept gap and accurately stabbed the soldier's head and then pierced into the corner of the formation.

The already chaotic formation is even more chaotic.

However, the fallen soldier was soon filled with new spirits and stood up again.

What's in it? Fusu glanced indifferently at the chariot that was still spinning in the center of the battlefield.

At this time, the park has been trampled into a blood-colored wilderness by the horse's hooves.

The next step is to force the battle into my rhythm!

"Rumei, side back containment!" Fusu shouted, pointing to the corner of the array.

But at the first time, Rumei did not respond to the enemy who killed her brother.

Fusu understood something in that moment, and she suddenly stopped and handed Rumei a look of expectation.

Now it's in combat mode.

"Yes!" Rumei, who came to her senses, began to run to one side and called out the sunset army to move and shoot arrows.

"And you!" Fusu pointed at Lorraine, gave her a look, and then pointed to his side, "Cover my right wing." ”

"Hmm!" Lorrain endured the pain all over her body and stepped forward, fearless even if she had three percent of her signs left.

Among the dozen or so giant soldiers, only a few beside Zhao Kuo would pose a threat, and the rest could be used to contain them back and forth to make them lose their combat effectiveness. Nodding his head, Fusu stabbed at the core of the battle formation again.

The princess's movements in melee can be said to be more swift than when fighting alone.

Not to be outdone, Wen Cheng walked forward, but was suddenly pulled by Su Meng, so the weak little couple had to snuggle up to each other to enjoy the battle situation.

Although it can be regarded as soft rice, it is better to see the excited back of the first paladin than anything else.

and, the true face of the crowned Heroic Spirit.

After killing a giant soldier, Fusu looked for Zhao Kuo's figure and found that he was stopping the wild beast from walking wildly and rushing over.

"Suffer death, Fusu!"

Although Fusu, who used swordsmanship, could flash behind him and constantly damage Zhao Kuo, she suddenly had another thought.

For Fusu, who has killed countless heroic spirits, she has an extraordinary understanding and discernment of death.

Right now, against Zhao Kuo, who can constantly use 400,000 unjust souls to die for himself, his ordinary offensive ability is in vain.

But even Wu Anjun (Bai Qi) has died under my Northern Desert Frost, so why should he be defeated?!

For Fusu, the monster in front of him and the flames all over Zhao Kuo's body, this bit of horror is a bit ridiculous, both the picture and the lines are pediatric things. So perhaps he still hasn't learned what death means.

From a long distance, Zhao Kuo, who was standing in the chariot, suddenly found that Fusu was jumping on horseback, and his steps were so light that no matter how the beast swayed, he couldn't move.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a heroic spirit who wants to kill me like this," Fusu said lightly, "It's like a mess, and I'm gradually understanding why Hehua treats me like that." ”

Because......

I am the orthodoxy of Qin.

If you go back to the past with such a determination, I'm afraid you will surpass the existence of your father.

Just being forced by such a frightening, even terrifying smile, Zhao Kuo's hand holding the halberd was already trembling.

As if to test the tremor of his eyes, Fusu suddenly squatted down, and then reached out to pinch Zhao Kuo's neck, ready to crush his bones at all times, like a butcher treats a piece of meat on a cutting board, slowly swinging his neck from side to side.

At this time, Zhao Kuo's neck was like the stem of a flower and grass.

"I know......" Fusu looked at Zhao Kuo like a child who had made a mistake, "At first, you just wanted to draw people's attention, but I haven't been to the point where I'm affected by you, so I can't use either the treasure or the legion technique, however, I still feel faintly uneasy." ”

In the midst of thousands of troops, Fusu's voice was very calm, but it pricked Zhao Kuo's cranial nerves again and again.

If he looked down, he would see that the west wind under Fusu's feet was already frozen.

But what is she going to do?

Although showing his desire to kill in front of the little couple will have a bad impact on minors, for Fusu, this is all an inconsequential joke.

If my enemies had been a little more ruthless in the past, perhaps I wouldn't be the Fusu I am today.

These are just some kind of sighs of fate. Fusu didn't care what death meant to others, the broken arteries, the crimson blood, he could reach out and pierce the abdominal cavity to tear his heart out, it didn't matter how he died.

There is nothing more lamentable than the pain and despair felt by those who died under my sword.

To be precise, at this moment, I want Zhao Kuo to let you taste what it means to be 400,000 unjust souls.

Curse. Which is more important than prolonging your life?

Fu Su smiled sadistically, and Zhao Kuo was already stunned by her eyes, standing motionless on the frozen carriage.

Bang, it's the sound of a halberd falling to the ground.

"This is the High Rank Heroic Spirit?" Fusu sighed a little disappointed.

Then tear a tear open in his neck.

With white fingers.

This is probably the process of judging or understanding death.

The blood burst out of thin air and emitted heat, like Malaysia's lacha, the warm arc drawn out of thin air.

"Ho Ho Ho ......"

General Zhao could only stare blankly at the night sky.

Because his whole body was frozen, and Fusu left the cut on his neck just right.

and his pained and hideous face, for the princess to watch.

In this way, 400,000 resentful spirits continued to congaze in his body and turned into blood and spilled out, and he could only let this pain and grief continue to pour in and out.

At the same time, more than a dozen giant soldiers around him were engulfed in flames and turned to ashes, Rumei and Luo Lan stopped their movements at the same time, looking at the red arc under the night together.

Everyone didn't have time to feel Zhao Kuo's sad ending, so they could only look at the Winter Princess with fearful eyes.

Fusu who feels unsatisfied......

Sonorous sonorous,

Incisions began to be made in various parts of Zhao Kuo's frozen body, and five or six strands, dozens of strands, and hundreds of blood-colored arcs sprayed out.

Death-like existence.

To be precise, Zhao Kuo is not dead, but he has been dying.

Spray liquid into the night sky with the fountain.

Then, let you die 400,000 times, General Zhao.

Because you know better than anyone who owes them a blood debt.

Everyone watched in amazement.

Fusu, who was covered in blood, sighed lightly, then jumped off the horse and walked towards Rumei with trembling steps.