Zhang Xiaohu felt as if his hands were not his own, numb and stiff, and he only knew how to keep waving.

In a moment's effort, the ground was already full of corpses, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as a river of blood.

A large amount of energy is consumed, and the strength is still there, but the body has a feeling of being unbearable, and the fatigue is intensifying little by little.

Turning his head to look at Xiang'er who was fighting not far away, Zhang Xiaohu took a deep breath, now is not the time to shout tired, Xiang'er can persevere, how can he give up.

There were shouts of killing everywhere, crowds everywhere, tens of thousands of guards, mixed with hundreds of great monks, like a tide constantly coming, heaven and earth, in all directions, the blades were smashed, and the wind was howling.

Zhang Xiaohu is tired, not physically tired, but mentally tired.

Thousands of guards rushed up to his death, and he was too much to kill.

But if the killer is not soft, only he and Xiang'er will be left today, and no one will have half sympathy, only endless cheers.

Zhang Xiaohu didn't want to die like this, of course, this was just a description, he wanted to escape with Xiang'er, these people, plus the emperor, could only stare dumbly, there was no way to stop it, after all, he was still a great cultivator, not these miscellaneous fish could stop the pace.

At that moment, the moment Zhang Xiaohu looked back at Xiang'er, he suddenly felt a trace of remorse in his heart, but in the blink of an eye, he was shattered by that firm belief.

I regret that if I had known that killing the Xia Emperor would have caused the guards to be so crazy, regardless of the impact of life and death, I would have left him a small life at that time, and the Xia Emperor would have been repelled and injured, and it would not have brought so much pressure to the two of them, forcing the two to keep killing, killing, killing.

But in the blink of an eye, the thought was abandoned, the path of the monk, if you don't advance, you will retreat, since the Xia Emperor father and son have provoked him, then you must be prepared to bear the consequences, death is only one of them, if you don't stop, then kill all these guards, even if you can't kill them all, when you are weak and weak, escape, can they catch up? The result is still the same, Emperor Xia died, the murderer was not captured, but it was the foundation of Great Xia, countless elite soldiers, great monks, and buried with Emperor Xia.

At that time, it will be up to you to regret it or I will regret it.

However, what is the most tiring thing in the world?

Zhang Xiaohu now understands that the most tiring thing is the murder of this knife and gun.

Monks are different from mortals, especially these refiners who are the most proficient in refining their bodies, their muscles are as hard as steel, and if they want to break it, they need great strength, even if Xiang'er is holding an extremely sharp sword, in a short period of time, Xiang'er's forehead is already dripping with sweat.

The simplest analogy, chopping wood with an axe, the sharp axe chops fast and straight, and the blunt one is labor-intensive and time-consuming, but no one will say that the sharp axe does not use force to chop wood, and now it is like this, no matter how sharp the Xiang'er sword is, it also needs the support of strength.

The consumption of strength is on the one hand, on the other hand, watching the guards die one after another, people's hearts are a little unbearable.

This puts a lot of pressure on himself, after all, the two of them are not some murderous demons, if it weren't for the teleportation array, in order to go home, they would have retreated a long time ago.

Xiang'er didn't go to see Zhang Xiaohu, although she was very tired, but she knew that once she retreated, it would be difficult for the two of them to muster up the courage again, and then kill the world upside down, a sea of corpses and blood, for the sake of her little tiger brother, no matter what, she has to endure it.

Zhang Xiaohu was gambling, betting that the Emperor Taishang was not completely crazy, and he was reluctant to give up the foundation of his Great Xia, so he was destroyed in a fight.

As a king, he should put aside hatred and grab the greatest interests, only what is most in line with the interests is what he should do, as for what Emperor Xia, in front of the greatest interests, it is nothing at all, this is what a qualified king should do.

The fight continued, Zhang Xiaohu's gun walked with the people, rushing back and forth in the crowd, and people kept falling in front of him, within a radius of more than ten zhang, a thick layer of corpses had been piled up, for him to the great monk, who could volley into the void, the obstacles on the ground had nothing to do with it, but for those ordinary guards in the bone refining period, if they wanted to attack Zhang Xiaohu, they first had to climb this corpse mountain, their movements were messy, and their deaths had greatly increased.

Zhang Xiaohu's spear stabbed, and the guards who pounced on him fell on their backs, and the great monk pounced in the crowd, but he also fell with one shot, some died on the spot, and some were strong, barely dodging a catastrophe, rolling down with injuries, and in a blink of an eye, the casualties increased greatly.

Emperor Taishang held the corpse of Emperor Xia, his hands trembled and held the head that was almost cut off by Zhang Xiaohu's shot, looking at Emperor Xia's eyes that were not blinding, and old tears flowed.

It is extremely difficult for every great monk to have an heir, watching him grow up little by little, and finally become the Xia Emperor, and continue to the next generation, I don't know how many pictures, at this moment, in the mind of the Emperor Taishang, constantly recalled.

The more than ten eunuchs who came next to him gathered around the emperor, bowing to the ground with five bodies, snot and tears flowing down a lot, crying so much that it was dead and alive.

"Kill...... Kill...... Kill ......"

Emperor Taishang looked up at the demon who was fighting in the distance, stretched out his hand and pointed at the demon head tremblingly, and shouted hoarsely.

That first sound, as if to pour out all his resentment, all his sadness, pain, anger, all into it, at that moment, he only thought of wanting the demon to die, even if it was to exchange Great Xia for the demon to perish, he was willing.

Watching the crowd rush away, the Emperor Taishang was a lot more determined in his heart, Great Xia, there is still no shortage of warriors, with them, why worry about the devil and arrest without restraint.

Because he knows that even he can't fight against so many guards, people have limits, even if he is vicious, the tens of thousands of people in front of him, I'm afraid that not even one-tenth, the devil will be exhausted and captured.

The Emperor Taishang instantly seemed to see the demon being kneeling on the ground, the executioner raised the ghost-headed machete, the knife flashed, and the devil's head flew high, and blood was poured on the ground.

Emperor Xia's eyes were blind, and after seeing the demon being sacrificed by the Fa, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his eyes finally closed slowly.

The two little princes gradually grew up, one was more intelligent than the other, and worked hard to cultivate the exercises, and in the end, both of them grew into god-transforming monks, one inherited the great cause of the Xia Emperor, and the other entered the endless dense forest.

Reality was entangled in the unreal, and when the bubble exploded, the Emperor Taishang saw the vision in front of him, and couldn't help but open the corners of his eyes, and roared angrily and let out a 'kill' again.

But this time, with a trace of fear in his voice, anger and pain, and sadness, for the first time, there was a fear of the devil, and this fear, like a seed, is growing with time and with the scene in front of him.

I thought that in a few rounds, the devil would be captured and kneeling in front of him, but what I didn't expect was that the endless warriors came one after another, but even the girl couldn't stop it, on the ground, there was already a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and countless Great Xia warriors were lying on the battlefield, but they only brought a few scars on the devil's body, and the girl was just a little more sweat.

The Emperor's voice trembled, and when the third shout came out, the 'kill' that could have resounded throughout the square became weak, and in the end, even he couldn't hear it.

It can't be like this anymore, it can't be like this anymore, no, keep killing, there will always be times when he is tired, kill and kill, even if Great Xia perishes because of this, he must kill.

In his mind, it seemed that heaven and man were at war, a voice was dissuading him from stopping the battle, and a voice was shouting for revenge hoarsely.

The Emperor Taishang's eyes were confused, looking at the battle in front of him, he didn't know what to do, and when he came back to his senses again, the guards in front of him had been reduced by nearly thirty percent, that is, three thousand soldiers, who had fallen in a pool of blood, and the hundreds of great monks had disappeared at this time.

"Ah......h

Emperor Taishang knelt on the ground, holding the corpse of Emperor Xia and shouting heartbreakingly, the green tendons in his hands burst out, and his head hit the ground again and again, just a few times, and the floor tiles were smashed into a pile of debris.

"Stop"

Finally made a decision, the Emperor Taishang seemed to be a hundred years old all of a sudden, people, powerless to do it on the ground, looking at the guards and great monks who were temporarily retreating and looking at him in doubt, the Emperor Taishang lowered his head, waved his hand and shouted again, "Stand down, for the sake of Great Xia, stand down"

"Emperor"

"My Emperor"

"The Emperor"

The ground was full of guards and monks, and although some people were glad that they didn't have to fight anymore, most of them were puzzled, so they endured it.

"Stand down, the prince is still young, Daxia needs you"

Emperor Taishang stood up slowly, handed the corpse of Emperor Xia to the old eunuch standing next to him, looked at Zhang Xiaohu, and sighed, "You won, the teleportation array is yours."

"Win, we win"

Xiang'er cheered and jumped, and suddenly jumped on Zhang Xiaohu's body, hanging like a koala, and pecked a few times on Zhang Xiaohu's face like a chicken pecking rice, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly jumped down, with a red face and a red back to Zhang Xiaohu, his hands were uneasily twisted in the corners of his clothes, completely losing the killing side just now.

Zhang Xiaohu smiled, didn't look at Xiang'er much, for fear that the little girl would be embarrassed.

"Thank you"

Zhang Xiaohu put the spear in his pocket, reshaped his appearance, tore off the tattered treasure clothes casually, and arched his hand towards the emperor.

It's so dangerous, at that moment just now, Zhang Xiaohu wanted to escape with Xiang'er, but fortunately, the emperor shouted in time.

The movement is slow, not to pretend, but to cover up, he is already weak, his soul is tired, if he is discovered, then the next thing is to escape.

Zhang Xiaohu looked serious, watching the guards who swore not to retreat, under the leadership of the great monk, gradually moving away, watching the emperor gradually go away surrounded by a kind of eunuch, he couldn't help but feel respect, for the brave and loyal of the guards, and for the sake of the emperor, the determination to give up the blood feud was decisive.