Leng Yan stood by and shocked all the imperial soldiers, this could not be their general, their general was not afraid of heaven and earth.

"Dao... Road Heroes... Yes... Something... It's good to discuss..."Wang Shun struggled and shouted.

The soldiers of the surrounding twelve corps instantly surrounded them, and they drew their weapons and aimed them at Daolin.

"Let go of our captain!" A large group of soldiers shouted in unison.

"You guys are so united! Was it so united when he killed Lao Han that day? Wasn't it so united when you buried me? Dowling said with a cold gaze sweeping around him.

Hearing Dowling's words, many soldiers lowered their heads, but their weapons were still aimed at Dowling.

"You bastards, you shouldn't have saved you at night, do you remember who protected you? It's okay, let me remind you, it's Lao Han, it's Lao Han who was cut off by you. As he spoke, Dowling's hand holding Wang Shun's neck became tighter and tighter.

Wang Shun's whole face turned red, and a pair of dangling legs were almost immobile.

"Kill!" I don't know who shouted, and then the spear stabbed Dowling, followed by a dense stream of spear shadows stabbing Dowling.

The scene of the spear piercing through Dowling's body did not appear, but a series of cracking sounds, and all the spears that pierced his body were broken into pieces.

"Look at your group of subordinates, how united, don't hesitate to do it at all!" With a wicked smile on his face, Dao Lin put Wang Shun back on the ground, and let go of the hand that was holding his neck.

Wang Shun collapsed to the ground as if someone had pulled his bones out, coughing violently.

Leng Yan and Thunder Lightning Heavenly King in the distance were stunned, they couldn't understand why Dao Lin would let go of Wang Shun.

The next second they understood, because they saw a figure being kicked into the sky.

Then another figure rose into the sky.

"This knife is for Lao Han!" Dowling was in mid-air, holding the blood mist, and quickly slashed at Wang Shun.

"This knife is for Qianxue!" Dowling slashed his backhand again.

"This knife was cut for me!"

"This knife is for you to chill the hearts of the warriors!"

“………”

A knife was quickly cut out, and no blood was spilled, because the blood mist absorbed the blood, and one knife after another, scolding thousands of sentences in a row.

Pieces of flesh as thin as cicada's wings fell from the sky, some on the ground, and some on the face and body of a certain brother.

This time, Dowling used the "Ku Ding Jie Niu" that he hadn't used for a long time, and this time he used the Ku Ding Jie Niu to the extreme, and every knife was accurately cut on Wang Shun.

He wanted Wang Shun to watch him being cut into slices of meat alive.

The soldiers of the 12th Corps below were all retreating unconsciously, although they couldn't bear the tragic death of their corps commander, but they also didn't want to be hit by the raw flesh that fell from the corps commander.

A scream kept echoing in mid-air, and listening to it made people tremble unconsciously in people's hearts.

But Dao Lin really didn't understand his hatred, he treated Wang Shun as an ingredient under the knife, his face was expressionless, his heart was unwavering, and with the catharsis of one knife after another, his oath to Han Zimo was also achieved.

When the king descended from the sky, there was only a white bone left, and the white bone smashed to the ground and shattered to the ground, and the flesh and blood that originally belonged to the white bone was just enough to set off him to death.

A full seven thousand four hundred and thirty-six knives, and at the time of more than four thousand nine hundred and fifty knives, Wang Shun had already died of pain, but Dao Lin had no intention of letting him go at all.

Dowling slowly fell to the ground, his foot just stepped on Wang Shun's white bone skeleton, and as the soles of his feet exerted force, the white skeleton made a clicking sound, and then was directly trampled on.

Dowling was still puzzled, his gaze coldly swept over the soldiers of the Twelve Corps around him, but he kept twisting Wang Shun's skeleton fragments under his feet.

It wasn't until the skeleton turned to powder that Dowling lifted his feet.

"I know! There were other people who killed Lao Han, and there were many people who buried me alive, so there must have been participants present. ”

"I won't say much else, you stand up yourself, I promise that I will never attack people who are not involved in the Twelfth Regiment, otherwise I don't mind letting the Twelfth Regiment be completely removed."

"Don't think that I don't dare, anyone who wants to kill me is my enemy, whether he is from the Sun Empire or the Shenwu Empire."

Dowling's words were tantamount to declaring war on the entire Twelfth Corps, and even on the entire Western Army.

"I counted dozens of them, and I did it when no one came forward."

"Ten..."

"Nine..."

"Eight..."

"Seven..."

As Dowling continued to count down, the soldiers of the Twelfth Corps looked at each other, knowing that even if they went together, it would only be a matter of time before Dowling was killed.

"Six..."

"Five!" Dowling's voice suddenly raised as he saw several people standing up, these people he was familiar with, they were several deputy commanders and commanders of the Twelfth Corps.

"Very good, a few people are responsible!" Dao Lin said with a smile, and then looked at a deputy head named Liu Zhuo.

"Whose idea was it?" Dowling asked.

Liu Zhuo pointed to the white bones under Daolin's feet.

"Who provided the medicine!" Dowling asked again.

Liu Zhuo looked at Li Chang in the crowd, and Li Chang was frightened at this time, because he didn't stand up now, and wanted to hide but was pointed out by Liu Zhuo.

"Your name is Li Chang, right, that's good!" As soon as Dowling's voice fell, he appeared directly in front of Li Chang, and this terrifying speed directly frightened Li Chang to the ground.

"Let's just say, why don't you take the initiative?" Dowling crouched down and asked.

"Dao... Road... Dao Hero, I... I..."Li Chang said tremblingly.

"What are you?" Dowling stretched out his hand and patted Li Chang's cheek and said.

"I was wrong, it was... It's the royal group... Wang Shun forced me to do it! Li Chang said with a sad face.

"Yes, I know, but you did it after all!" Dowling smiled evilly, grabbed him by the neck and threw him into the air, and he quickly chased after him.

This time, he didn't use Ku Ding to dissolve the cow again, but directly used his fist covered with dark blue internal force to beat him into a blood mist, and the blood fell like raindrops, sprinkling the heads and faces of the warriors below.

Dowling slowly descended from mid-air again.

At this time, the soldiers were already frightened by Dowling, and they were a little frightened to see him come back again.

"The reason why this punch has this effect is to let you feel the blood of the dog, the two masterminds are dead, and the revenge of Lao Han is also avenged, you guys get out." After saying that, Dowling turned around and walked towards Leng Yan.

Did he really get rid of his hatred?

Of course not, but no matter how many people he kills, Han Zimo can't get by, so what's the difference between killing two people and killing 20,000 people.

"Relieved?" Leng Yan asked softly when he saw Dao Lin walking back.

Dowling shook his head and asked, "Where is Qianxue?" Where is Old Han's head? ”