An abrupt scene appeared on the battlefield, a giant bull, with dark horns as sharp as knives, and a huge physique as high as three meters, sprinted with all its strength, rampage and rushed towards self-improvement.

Ziqiang was completely immersed in a state of abuse, and when he noticed the sound of the wind behind him, it was too late, and the horns as sharp as knives rushed towards Ziqiang's head, and the horns and the silver helmet collided fiercely.

The muffled sound of "ping-pong", Ziqiang was dizzy for a while, and the whole person flew sideways, and the person was like a dead leaf flying in the wind.

"Bumping" the body fell to the ground, and uncontrollably bounced up again, rolling backwards.

The black mad bull did not stop, and rushed towards the Qi family's army in one go.

......

"― Protect the young master, ― protect the general" followed the many soldiers who rushed forward, and rushed forward without hesitation.

"-Ah!-no" a mournful cry sounded.

With the support of the generals, Ziqiang barely opened his eyes, and a terrifying scene emerged.

Patches of red blood mist flew in the air, flying with stumps and broken arms.

One by one the soldiers who fell in order to protect themselves, and one by one the soldiers they were familiar with, Ziqiang felt a roar in his head, and a strong sense of self-blame filled his mind.

"―No―"

The terrible roar spread throughout the battlefield, and the strong self-blame made Ziqiang feel guilty, all for me, for me, thinking of this, the blood that had been accumulated in the abdominal cavity for a long time could no longer be suppressed, and the "poof" leaked out.

The moment he vomited blood, he saw a pair of eyes, a pair of blood-red eyes, a pair of eyes full of anger.

A pair of strong cow hooves appeared, jumped high, like a giant hammer smashed, a sharp pain hit the body, blood sprayed on the face, and the temperature of the blood could be felt.

He also saw a face, a face that had gone away with a smile, and his companions stood in front of him.

A feeling of despair welled up in my heart.

At this moment a strong hand appeared, the back collar was thrown far away, and the owner of the hand rushed towards the angry bull.

"Dare to hurt my son, take your life" As soon as he broke off, Qi Haoyang made a move, and the giant sword under the moonlight emitted a piece of brilliance, and the giant sword did not stop for a moment, slashing towards the abdomen of the giant bull.

The giant bull jumped high on its hind legs, avoiding the giant sword, and the sharp horns rushed towards Haoyang, who dodged in time, avoiding the collision of the giant bull, and went around to the side with a heavy blow.

The giant sword slashed heavily on the thick cowhide, making a muffled sound of "bump", the sharp blade directly broke through the cowhide, the giant bull avoided in pain, twisted the giant waist, and attacked Haoyang with its hind hooves.

It was too late, and at that time, Haoyang put the sword horizontally, and the sword surface was like a shield in front of him, and Haoyang, who was kicked by a huge impact, retreated three meters.

The two warring sides distanced themselves and looked at each other, and the screams, shouts, and weapons that kept coming from their surroundings could not affect the two sides at all.

The eyes of both sides were only each other, and the wounds on the giant bull's body that had been cut under the moonlight gradually healed under the nourishment of the black qi, and soon healed completely as if they had not been injured.

Haoyang's heart couldn't help jumping, this is the rumored soul master's secret technique of soul refining? This is a kind of vicious soul technique, the cultivator does not rely on his own soul power at all, but borrows it, borrows it from others, and has practiced the soul of others.

Haoyang didn't show anything on the surface, stared at the opponent without moving, changed his posture, held the sword in one hand, and stretched out the other hand to the inside of the armor, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

The giant bull lowered its head, its limbs were deeply rooted in the soil, and a trace of black gas came out of its huge nostrils.

Haoyang was in danger, standing quietly, standing like a mountain forest, waiting for the moment when the bull head rushed to the front of him, he moved, the giant sword was inserted into the soil, and the cloak behind him was untied to face the giant bull, and the giant bull saw the red cloak that "grinned" in the night wind, and rushed away excitedly...

The battle resumes, and a bizarre human-beast fight begins...

The black-faced man standing on the side was originally holding the mentality of watching the tiger fight from one mountain to another, but when he saw the methods of the two, he couldn't help but feel stunned.

Steward Luo, who had always looked down on him before, had cultivated such a secret technique as soul refining, which was already breathtaking, and what was even more outrageous was that the famous general was now suppressing Luo with strange means.

Who said that ordinary people are weak, there are also many outstanding existences on this interface, knowing the characteristics of some soul masters, and they can also play with soul masters between applause.

The more I thought about it, the more chilled I became.

Ziqiang was lying in the arms of other generals, his body was wrapped in bandages, and when he saw his father's majestic posture on the battlefield, he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart, and he wanted to call out loudly, this is my father, my father, an ordinary person who is not a soul master.

I'm proud, I'm proud, I'm proud and proud of your son, my hands are clenched, my hands are clenched, and the image of my father is constantly climbing.

Steward Luo gradually lost his strength in the aimless collision again and again, and he didn't understand why, he was always chasing desperately against the red cloak, desperately angry, and he couldn't understand how he, as a soul master, could be teased by ordinary people.

I couldn't control my pace, I couldn't control it at all, I chased again and again, collided again and again, and ran exhausted.

"Good, good, good" accompanied by the giant bull running aimlessly again and again, cheering one after another.

The surrounding soldiers looked at a soul master, who was played with by the general, and shouted emotionally, not for anything else, just because the other party was a soul master, and he was a soul master of not low rank.

They themselves are just ordinary people.

"Report that the city gate has been captured" The herald knelt down on one knee, clasped his hands into fists, and reported the good news to Qi Haoyang.

The other side of the battlefield.

"What! What do you say, impossible, impossible?" An exclamation, the black-faced man listened in shock to the bad news from the heralds, how could it be? How could this be? The Third Army was a regular army of more than 3,000 people, not a ragtag gang leader assigned to the Stygian Fire Fairy.

Even if there is no commander surnamed Luo, it is impossible to collapse so quickly, not to mention that there are many of his cronies in it, this is impossible?

Looking up at the city wall behind him, he looked fixedly, under the illumination of the torches, there was a huge military flag embroidered with the word "Qi" on the city wall, which shone brightly under the glow of the firelight, attracting the phoenix to flutter.

General Qi Haoyang once again used his smooth movements to avoid the colliding giant bull, the bright cloak flew in his hand like a red glow, and when he heard the good news reported, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

The ambush soldiers that I thought had finally come in handy, this time to encircle and suppress the Five-Star Sect, the lord of the country personally ordered, and the Qi family army raised the elite of the whole army to attack, and even the national teacher was alarmed.

If you can't take this small city, then you really can't explain it, this failure, your opponent will definitely not let go, and you will definitely add fuel and vinegar to your own book.

But now it seems that worrying is superfluous, and the hanging heart can't help but let go.

Glancing at the tired bull, his eyes flashed cold, and he took out a red crystal, which shone like a brilliant gem in the moonlight.

Haoyang threw the crystal high, and a strong air flow like soul pressure spread in the field, and at this time, the eyes of the bull who continued to run wild showed despair, helpless despair, he wanted to stop, far away from the crystal, he knew what he was going to face, but he couldn't stop, he couldn't stop at all.

Rushing forward with extreme anger, he rushed towards the red glow again, and rushed towards the red crystal that was about to fall.

In the shadows of the battlefield in the distance, a pair of confused eyes watched everything that happened on the battlefield, followed by a group of attendants in black power suits, like a black cloud lurking.

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