The Yin soldier actually only died, and it was blown into pieces of white flesh, and there was no blood on the ground.

The rest of the white giants dragged their maces and began to move forward, their bulky bodies showing great strength.

And there were countless thieves, like locusts, and some of them wore strange hats, carrying bamboo baskets, and from time to time drew their sickles from them, and threw them with great power as they ran, and threw them with great power in the direction of the city gates.

Soon.

The two masters on Tie Xiao's side had also rushed to the city gate.

However, the hook and sickle is too powerful, and as the impact of the robbers closes the distance, the hook and sickle attacks more and more frequently.

At this time, the anxious Tie Xiao saw a figure.

The figure stepped out and walked to the unclosable gate, which he pushed with one hand.

Boom!

The gates of the city were slammed shut.

That figure was Xia Ji.

He closed the door and sealed himself out completely.

Then he turned around and walked towards Kou Chao alone.

No one can forget this shocking scene.

One man, to the entire North.

The lonely figure was soon overwhelmed by the tide.

Tie Xiao clenched his fists and slammed the wall.

The gates could no longer be opened for this man.

And with a hundred strong passes, the enemy is like a tide, and it is impossible for this man to come back.

He can only face the enemy by himself, which requires thousands of troops to face.

Tie Xiao seemed to see his father back then, he was infamous because of his subordinates' drinking and misdeeds, and then led his descendants to rush away in a crazy tide.

What is the resemblance of that figure to the boy at this time?

"Come on the drums!!"

The black armor general's heart was agitated, his tiger eyes were full of tears, and his favorability for the Holy Son suddenly rose from 50 to 90, and he suddenly shouted.

In a moment, a large drum was carried by two strong soldiers.

Tie Xiao paused slightly, clenched the drumsticks tightly with both hands, stretched his body, and began to beat the drum.

There is nothing he can do but cheer him on with the sound of war drums!

Knock knock knock!!

The exciting, exhilarating drumbeat resounded through a night that was not destined to be peaceful.

In the sound of drums, under the blood moon, Xia Ji seemed to be strolling, and the body-breaking knife qi around him was crushing and harvesting frantically.

As he walked, blood shooting from his side.

No matter how crazy the bandit is, he can't survive a round in front of him.

Human heads, human heads, human heads, the sky is full of human heads.

The sky is full of knives.

Slowly, they're all crazy thieves.

Xia Ji felt like he was mowing the grass.

Even if he didn't move, didn't have luck, and didn't change his body, it would be impossible for these people to break through the 1120-year-old true qi defense of his golden body and icon.

The robbers finally realized that the man was a monster and began to scatter around.

The huge Yin soldiers dragged their maces and walked towards him.

Xia Ji stood in the distance in the encirclement.

Looking at the Yin Soldier, he exuded a strong sword intent all over his body.

The Yin soldier suddenly stopped.

The thieves were wonderful.

The Yin Soldier suddenly began to tremble, and then began to fall backwards.

In their sight, they saw a terrible woman, half swollen like a corpse, half charred lava, and her face was blurred, as if it was separated by countless layers of water, and it was impossible to see clearly.

The woman was lying softly on Xia Ji's shoulder, her hands gently hooking the young man's neck, facing a strange smile, staring at them quietly.

The Yin soldiers suddenly began to wield their maces, and then rushed back frantically, and the sticks formed one circle after another, smashing many thieves away, and soon fled.

They're crazy.

Xia Ji seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned his head sideways.

But he couldn't see anything.

The Yin soldiers are all intimidated.

The robbers also coaxed.

There were also a few vicious outlaws who rushed out of the crowd and tried to sneak attack.

But Xia Ji didn't look at it at all, and the sword qi around him directly killed him.

The tide is menacing, and it is also raging when it goes.

Xia Ji walked back to a hundred feet away from the city gate, gently pulled out his long knife as a "boundary", stepped out, and was already in front of the city gate.

The Holy Son knocked lightly on the huge city gate, like a young man who had drawn his sword all the way and returned to his hometown.

...

It's late at night.

After the battle just now, Xia Ji's long-unfelt heart has found a new opportunity.

He still remembered that when he first came to the other world, he would kill a damned person, and he would have a disgusting feeling in his heart, but just now, he stuck to the country and killed the robbers who came, I am afraid that there are thousands of them.

Watching life pass by in his hands, the feeling in his heart is indescribable.

At this time, he was sitting at the head of the city at the border of Xiongguan, in the brazier flames, he was in the knee, and fell into a state of understanding.

Tie Xiao personally came to call him to dine, although the wine can not be drunk, but today's big victory, he specially asked people to slaughter the blind bear of the Northland obtained a few days ago, the bear's paw is fat, the taste is a must, and there is no need for special cooking, just sprinkle black pepper particles, coarse salt particles are enough to present the most primitive deliciousness.

Walking to the head of the city, Tie Xiao was stunned, in his tiger eyes, it was obvious that the young man was sitting, but he felt that there seemed to be no one there.

General Tie is not an uninformed person, he immediately understood that this is the feeling after the war.

So, he sat down on the stone steps and began to wait quietly.

He never waits for anyone.

But this man is different from others, and he deserves to wait for himself.

Although he still hated the Holy Gate, this man was the only person in the Holy Gate that he respected immensely.

After waiting for an hour, two hours, the moon has moved eastward, and the boy is still feeling.

During this period, the soldiers came several times, but they were all blocked by Tie Xiao.

This iron-blooded general will not allow anyone to disturb the Holy Son.

If he doesn't eat, he doesn't eat himself.

As for the non-commissioned officers, the general told them to eat first, and then rotate in three shifts, resting when they should rest, and on duty when they should be on duty, and they must not relax their vigilance because of the receding tide of the Kou tide.

Look at the back sitting in the cold wind of Xiongguan in the north.

Tie Xiao couldn't help but think, if this young man was a rising star of my Great Wei military, how good it would be, even if he tried his best, he would support him to the position at the top of the military department.

But after thinking about it, the iron-blooded general couldn't help but laugh again.

This young man is already the Holy Son of the Holy Gate, how can he be a general.

Smack!

He slapped himself in both mouths.

"Tie Xiao, let you talk nonsense, let you say that the Holy Son doesn't understand anything, you yourself are ignorant. Say what to let the Holy Son leave immediately, if you really leave, you won't rest here peacefully, you should fight, you should really fight. ”

Although he was slapping his face, Tie Xiao was happy.

He slapped himself in the face, and he was very happy.

Because General Tie could see that the wave just now could be described as the most ferocious wave of the midsummer Kou tide, and after it survived, although there were still scattered attacks, it was no longer enough to be afraid.

However, Tie Xiao didn't see the Yin soldiers being frightened by Xia Ji and fleeing without a fight, otherwise he didn't know how shocked he would be.

The other side.

Xia Ji was doing his twelfth knife question.

This question is about fear.

Fear of death, but not fear of death because of fear.

The fear of oneself is even more crazy because of the fear.

With the existence of chaotic dao marks, his state of mind is extremely clear, and his perception of the avenue is far beyond ordinary people.

He didn't care, and now the bottleneck has been naturally broken.

Consciousness is pulled into a place of pure blackness.

Xia Ji began to wait quietly for his eyes to be covered by those cold hands.