I don't know when, it's dark. The night sky, without a trace of clouds, and without stars and moons, is a good time to secretly send impermanence and kill people. On the ground, only a little starlight of the fire calmed the panicked people a little. Zhao Yuanxiu made a mistake in the dark way, and did not expect Sikong Zhan to exchange flying feathers, birds, and lives for a good opportunity to get dark. In this darkness, their own side is in danger.

In the quiet night, there was only the sound of the wind, and it seemed that the beasts that had chosen to devour people were patrolling around. Although the Beiming warriors have been in battle for a long time, they can't help but be flustered at this time. The sound of the wind occasionally rushes and shoots arrows in a volley, and the sound of breaking the sky is endless, confusing people's ears and eyes. Zhao Yuanxiu shouted: "Don't move!" Qu Guanyue also scolded: "If you don't want to die, calm me down!" The warriors heard the words of the two kings, as if they had the backbone, and they stopped their chaotic movements. There was silence all around.

Zhao Yuanxiu listened attentively, and suddenly shouted: "Arrows, clouds!" With an arrow in his hand, he shot it in the southeast direction, and the warriors hurriedly followed suit. Under the light of the fire, the six people in the southeast had already fallen to the ground and died, and they didn't even have time to scream. Seeing this scene, the warriors could no longer maintain their composure, and they retreated one after another, and the formation was suddenly chaotic. Seeing that the formation was in chaos, Qu Guanyue scolded again and again: "Don't mess up! Form a formation!"

The sound of scolding and footsteps was loud and chaotic. "Arrows, clouds!" Zhao Yuanxiu ordered again and again, and the five warriors of the Qiluo tribe who formed a formation with him saw that the Khan King was not in chaos, and their minds were a little calm, and they obeyed the order. The rockets were in the sky, and every time the fire was reflected, it was accompanied by a black shadow, and every time the black shadow flashed, a battle was broken and people were destroyed.

Sikong Zhan seems to be doing this deliberately, eating away at the life, courage and confidence of the offender little by little. "Arrows, clouds!" The last wave of rockets was fired, Zhao Yuanxiu saw the black shadow around him flash, Qu Guanyue shouted angrily and turned into a scream halfway, the whole person staggered back, and the blood on his left arm flowed.

The silent slaughter finally had a voice, and although it was only half a scream from the King of Kura, the remaining five samurai breathed a sigh of relief. At the very least, this shows that the enemy is not always fatal with a single blow. Zhao Yuanxiu asked with concern: "Is King Kuluo okay?" and ordered in a deep voice: "Arrows, Yunyan!" However, no one responded this time.

Zhao Yuanxiu knew that something was wrong, and he hurriedly dodged to the right with his intuition, and he was able to avoid the impending killing machine. With the embers of the rocket on the ground, Zhao Yuanxiu touched Qu Guanyue's side. The two of them were back to back, the full moon opened their bows, and they carefully guarded their surroundings. The invisible enemy in the darkness of the night seemed to be looking at them somewhere, mockingly, like trapped beasts.

Feeling the bloody breath coming from his nose and the pain of the wound on his arm, Qu Guanyue smiled bitterly: "Old Zhao, this time you have lost a lot!" Zhao Yuanxiu was also uncomfortable, and blamed himself: "King Kuluo, it's my fault." I thought that even if the king's blood couldn't be used as he pleased, they would be able to kill this guy. Who knew that this would be the result. He sighed as he spoke, and the meaning of decadence was fully revealed.

Qu Guanyue roared: "What are you talking about! Let's come this time, we already have the consciousness that we can't go back! Don't say that you just remembered that you haven't handed over the aftermath yet!" Zhao Yuanxiu's spirit perked up, and his depression was gone, and said: "Yes! I have already explained, as soon as the natal yuan lamp is extinguished, my son will succeed to the throne in front of the lamp, and he will deal with that Xiao Yiduo to the end!

Qu Guanyue laughed and said: "I? You don't know, I have a lot of wives, but unfortunately none of them have a stomach, and all of them are girls! I am ready to give the Zen position to Lao Jin - Lao Jin You know, my younger brother, with his mother's surname." Who knew he had to come along. I had no choice but to put the burden on his son, my eldest nephew! Old Zhao, speaking of which, this child still has your Qiluo blood! When the time comes, the two of us will not be as good as a family......

Zhao Yuanxiu listened to his chatter and felt funny, not as nervous as he was just now. His heart was relieved, and he felt that something was wrong: "King Kuluo, why are you talking so much today? This is not your style." When Qu Guanyue heard this, she stopped chattering and seemed to be a little angry. As soon as he stopped talking, there was silence again.

Zhao Yuanxiu's mood that had just relaxed was back nervous, and he was secretly regretting that he shouldn't stop Qu Guanyue's chatter, when Qu Guanyue's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Old Zhao, my left arm is useless, and Wang Xue is not honest, I'm afraid it won't work." You're not hurt, you're calm, I'll give you a chance. Kill him and avenge the brothers!" Zhao Yuanxiu was startled: "Kuluo Wang thought twice......" Qu Guanyue interrupted him and said: "Don't grind and chirp! Concentrating, you only have a chance to strike!" Saying that, Zhao Yuanxiu only felt that the heat was pressing, and Qu Guanyue's body was already burning.

Burn your life, burn your body with the blood of the king!A forbidden technique among the twelve royal families of Beiming. Once you use it, whether you can hurt the enemy or not, you will definitely die. At this time, the king blood in Qu Guanyue's body has been revived, and if this trick is used, I am afraid that even the soul will be burned out and wiped out. Zhao Yuanxiu clenched his teeth, ignoring the pain of the boiling king blood in his body, he tried his best to raise the power of the king blood, and the longbow in his hand was ready to go.

"Ahh The heavens and the earth suddenly brightened as day, revealing the ever-changing figure of Sikong Zhan. "Arrows, snares!" Qu Guanyue tried his last strength, using fire as a bow and gas as an arrow. The arrows and feathers are woven into a net, sealing the back road of the Sikong Exhibition. Sikong Zhan's body froze, "Arrows, piercing the clouds!" Zhao Yuanxiu seized the opportunity, and his full of war intent, hatred, and murderous intent turned into an arrow and broke through the air.

"Hmph!" Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Sikong Zhan simply stopped in mid-air and smiled disdainfully. He pointed his hand and shook his wings: "Soul of the waning moon!" The energy that came out of his fingers was like a dragon, opening his teeth and dancing his claws, crushing Zhao Yuanxiu's supreme blow in one fell swoop;

"Die!" Qu Guanyue's body spun around, flew in front of Qu Guanyue, who was already out of life, and struck out with a palm. Qu Guanyue's still burning body shattered. In the radiant sparks, Zhao Yuanxiu's face full of decadence was reflected.

"Let's get on the road!" swooped in with his wings and struck out with a claw. Zhao Yuanxiu's body was backlashed by the king's blood, and he was powerless to resist. The unwillingness and resentment in his heart turned into a roar: "Ahh Sikong Zhan retreated, his retracted left hand already burning. The pain in his heart made him shake and he almost fell to the ground. "Haha...... Ha ha...... The fire of the king's blood, burning the soul until death! You--it's over!haha...... Haha......" In the wild laughter, the king of the Beiming generation has fallen!

Thousands of miles away, the two king's tents of Kuluo and Qiluo, the two natal lamps were extinguished together. In the big tent of the "Khan King ......", within the two parts, there were mournings. The first king has fallen, and the history of Beiming has quietly turned a new page in blood and tears......

The grave mountain is full of desolate graves and desolation. Fleeing to the ground, the powerful coercion scatters the foraging beasts and frightens the ghosts and corpses that are about to move. The light dispersed, revealing three people and three mutilated corpses. Shuigeshan held his hands behind his back, looking at the grief-stricken Li Siping and An Taibao, and couldn't bear to scold, sighed and said, "Go to the ground for peace." If you're sad enough, bury them!" said and hugged his fists: "Born in Yanshan, died in Tomb Mountain." Although these three people were born in the water tribe, they are actually descendants of the ancestors of the Yan tribe who crossed the sea. Therefore, please bury the grave mountain, and the soul will return to the hometown!"

As soon as the words fell, the clouds and the wind rose. In the wind, the face of a woman with long hair fluttering, a face like white jade, and no facial features slowly appeared. She seemed to glance at the corpses of the three people, and then a voice sounded, gloomy and sad: "The bloodline is not pure! Go!" The wind rose again, and the face disappeared. Shui Geshan fell to the ground, turned to Li Siping and said, "Let's go!" Li Siping and An Taibao bowed to the surrounding ancestors' graves three times, and took the corpses of Wu Yanguang and the three people down the mountain.

At the foot of the North Mountain, there are three new graves. Antaipo knelt in front of the grave, took out a wad of paper money from the four elephant bags, and threw it into the air. He said in a low voice as he threw it: "Since my five brothers crossed the sea, I have prepared this paper money, incense and candle. The rivers and lakes are dangerous, and the three brothers should go in peace! The hatred has been recorded, and it will be repaid with blood!"

Li Siping didn't say anything, just stood aside and cried. Shui Geshan stepped forward and dragged An Taibao up, and said, "What are you crying about!" and said to the three new graves: "Although your life is not as good as before, it is not something that can be killed casually! You can rest assured, I will not let go of any of those people!"

Li Siping and An Taibao wiped away their tears and knelt down in front of Shui Geshan. Li Siping said: "Your Highness is kind, I don't dare to accept it." Let's do this matter, don't dare to work His Royal Highness the Prince!" Shui Geshan stretched out his hand to support them stiffened, although he still helped them up, but there was anger between his words: "What do you mean?"

Li Siping looked at his gloomy face and said in fear: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, in the past few hundred years, our family has been sending people to find us and persuade us to go back. We'll go see it too. Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the situation in the clan is very good, but it is very bad for you!"