What he wants to do, he has done it, and the next thing he should face is a very serious problem-

How was he supposed to get back alive?

He had hoped for success, but he hadn't really thought much about what would happen after it.

It happened too suddenly, and the Northern Tang Iron Cavalry around him, who should have been angry immediately, had not yet erupted, and he himself was not ready.

However, he vaguely felt a gaze from afar, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

He turned his head to look over and saw the handsome and majestic man in a dragon robe, standing up from sitting on the big chariot, looking at this place with a smile.

His expression was very serene, and his smile was softer than the spring breeze and warmer than the sun.

But Guan Kuo felt the boundless pressure sweeping in, so suppressed that he almost couldn't breathe.

He was his greatest enemy in this life, and he knew that very well.

He had killed General Guan Ying, but it was nothing compared to killing the handsome young man.

There were thousands of troops between them, and he had the opportunity to rush in front of the leading general Guanying and stab the other party to death, but he had absolutely no chance to rush to the place where the young man was a hundred feet away.

He may not have the chance to kill the other party in his life, and his life is about to be lost, he knows this very well.

When thinking about all this, the Northern Tang Iron Cavalry finally reacted completely and realized that Guan Kuo had really killed their most feared Guanying General.

A roar like a lion erupted with the last Iron Horse being pierced through the throat.

The Iron Horse fell to the ground, blood running down his forehead, and he was facing Guan Kuo's direction, with a satisfied smile on his face and his mouth slightly open.

"Thank you."

Guan Kuo could almost imagine these two words from the shape of his mouth.

Now, he is really the only one left, fighting alone.

He rushed over with dozens of iron horse troops to kill General Guanying, and when he succeeded, he was the only one left, which was really a sad song.

The Iron Horseman, who had killed the last Iron Horse, was the first to charge at him after all this.

The angry voice surged in his throat:

"The son of a bitch raised Guan Kuo, I'm going to chop you into meat puree!"

"General Guanying's revenge, we have to avenge it now!" Another knight shouted and galloped in.

The Northern Tang Iron Cavalry is extremely dangerous, and the angry Northern Tang Iron Cavalry is even more dangerous, such a terrifying existence is not something that ordinary people can live.

At the same time, General Wei Yuan, the commander of the Northern Tang Army, clenched his fists tightly, his eyes cracked, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He watched General Guanying being killed by Guan Kuo, but he was not strong enough because he was far away.

He had lost an elder he respected, killed by a pawn in his eyes.

"Monway!" He roared: "Cut off the head of Guan Kuo's dog thief and show it to me, if you can't do it, then military law will deal with it!" ”

A well-proportioned young general with the same hatred on his face came to him, knelt down on one knee and clenched his fists: "I will not disgrace my mission, if I can't bring Guan Kuo's head to you, then let the soldiers bring your own head to you!" ”

In the big chariot not far behind them, His Majesty, the emperor of the Northern Tang Dynasty, sat there with a smile, watching all this, silent.

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There is no armor without a trace, but it is more intimidating than the armored warhorse.

It knocked away two horses, and for a moment the man turned on his back.

The sharp Qin Kill tore through the iron armor and brought out strings of blood flowers.

The matter has come to this, Guan Kuo can only live longer by fighting to the death.

Beitang's armor is really heavy, like a piece of iron plate, which is his most intuitive idea now.

Before the blood flower, between Qin Kill and the iron armor, there was a large area of sparks, which was the heat generated by the violent friction of the metal.

Relying on the sharpness of Qin Kill and the invincibility of his breath, he destroyed many Northern Tang Iron Cavalry, but despite this, this Qin Geographical Name Knife also began to blunt its edge.

Don't think about it, this knife is no longer invincible, and if you want to fight your way out of the encirclement by yourself, it is estimated that it will become an iron rod at that time.

"Bang!"

The heavy barrel of the gun slammed into his body, and even though he had a breath to protect his body, he still had blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and the sharp pain made him clench his teeth tightly, wondering if there would be a few broken ribs like this.

He looked around, and there was a dense sea of people, almost all of whom were from the Northern Tang Dynasty.

The large forces of the Northern Tang Dynasty were pursuing the Southern Wu army in the distance, and the Southern Wu army was dying and struggling.

He was alone.

"Guan Kuo, if you do it, don't regret it, we will break you into pieces!"

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There was a similar roar all around him, almost drowning him out like the sea.

This is really a moment when there is no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

Moreover, he saw that more and more people rushed towards this place, not knowing whether they had received orders or disobeyed them because they were carried away by hatred.

He smiled wryly, but his will to fight remained resolute.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Guan Zhixiao's corpse, being carried on horseback by an iron horseman.

He realized that it was the place where Guan Zhixiao and General Guanying had fought just now, and he couldn't help but sigh.

He couldn't care about these things, so he showed a little respect in his heart, and rushed into the distance.

The last side of the blood ancestor is in such a situation, which is really embarrassing to say.

He knew that soon General Guanying would also be regarded as a sacrificial hero and carried away by the Northern Tang people, and he paid the highest respect, which was really ironic.

He kept swinging his knife.

Qin killed one blunt front after another.

So this famous knife turned from tearing through the iron armor and flesh to bring out blood, and turned into a big stick, and every time it went down, it was an internal wound with a broken bone and blood spurting from the mouth.

Blood, blood everywhere, he should be tired in his heart, but he is tireless in his hands.

He didn't know how many people he had killed, maybe fifty, a hundred. I just felt that later, the expressions of those Northern Tang Iron Horsemen, who had always been shocking, changed.

Shock overtook anger, and the power of Guan Kuo suppressed their hatred a lot.

The strong in the world are respected, the word "awe", in addition to "respect", there is also "fear", the former Qiu Jingshan and Jin Sorrow, profoundly interpret how to kill the immortal history of the Qing Dynasty.

As the invincible Northern Tang Iron Cavalry, they couldn't believe what kind of person they were after the Southern Wu Holy General, and they still had the power to be one hundred.

In fact, the memory behind him, Guan Kuo was a little blurry, he just vaguely remembered that Qin Kill had become extremely heavy, and he almost couldn't swing it, but he couldn't stop.

His body was full of wounds, and the whole person became a bloody person, but he was a little numb, and a few bones were broken.

Later, he seemed to see a beautiful landscape, led by several beauties in lotus skirts fluttering like fairies, about Bangyun, Jin Xiaoyun, and it seems that there is Jin Caiyan.

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