"It's Dongfang Jade!"

"I didn't expect that, didn't I die?"

"We were deceived, and today we are completely dead!"

"Great!" Xia Yunmei's eyes radiated with excitement, this person has always been insidious and cunning. He is dead, everyone is relieved, and she is also relieved. Tired eyes, unable to open them again.

"Aifei!"

Xiong Ming hugged Xia Yun nervously.

"Your Majesty, Weichen take a look." Yu Wentao hurriedly took the pulse, "The queen is just weak, and she will be fine after a few days of rest." ”

"Whew"

The horn sounded, and Li Qiang led 90,000 soldiers to kill the enemy position.

Xiong Ming was also surrounded by everyone and galloped away.

Moore had long been ready to face the battle, Dongfang Yu's wind and sand array had been broken, and everything could only be relied on himself. He firmly believed that the desperate sword in his hand would definitely be able to kill Xiong Ming.

"General, they've arrived!"

"Up!"

"Rush!"

The shouting, the fighting, the insults, have formed a net that separates everything here.

The sound of horses' hooves silenced all the screams and screams, and only a thrilling dull sound was heard, as the horsemen who were running at the front crashed into each other and fell from their horses.

The ranks of the imperial cavalry remained intact, even if their companions fell off their horses, they just crouched tightly on their horses, holding silver spears, staring at the enemy, galloping towards the enemy, they wanted to avenge the death of their brothers.

That posture, that formation, is like a bamboo!

The horses' hooves were thunderous and dusty.

The arrows in the sky slanted down like heavy rain, and from time to time there were cavalry in the ranks who turned over and fell off their horses!

"Woohoo!"

Xiong Ming immediately made a decision, and swept those thousands of arrows back with a sword.

Bloodlight everywhere!

The sound of fighting and screaming tugged at the nervous heartstrings.

Countless mutilated limbs flew up and down, and it was really a tragic sight.

Xiong Ming's long sword swung straight over, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of heads flew up from the air, and the dark fighting spirit had been wielded to the fullest.

Seeing that his soldiers had died countless times, Moore's whole body trembled, his dark cheeks were extremely distorted, and he roared angrily: "Am I going to kill you!" "It's as if I want to vent all the fear in my heart. His sword of despair began to kill people like a broomstick, and as long as it was next to it, it would hit the ground.

Xiong Ming saw Moore assassinating our soldiers, he felt as easy as sweeping the floor, he jumped on his toes by the soldier's body, and pulled out a spear from the deceased's body, with a whistling wind, like a meteor, it crossed the top of the soldier's head and reached the top of Moore's head.

Moore was no idle person, grabbed the spear in one hand and threw it at Xiong Ming again.

"Damn it!"

Xiong Ming threw them all over with a Mu soldier in one hand, and the spear just happened to fall on the two of them.

Moore blew his beard in anger, and the sword in his hand reached out to the heads of our soldiers again.

Angry Xiong Ming, jumped over, stepped over dozens of enemy soldiers, and pounced on Moore.

On the battlefield, the soldiers who were covered in blood were already crumbling, but they still insisted on killing the enemy. Hundreds of figures, with the momentum of thousands of troops, rushed towards the enemy's position.

Wang Qiang, Shi Niang, Wang Er, Lan Tian, and Wen Wu had already rushed into the enemy ranks, one sword at a time, just like cutting a turnip, and they wanted to avenge the dead soldiers.

The soldiers of the Mu State no longer had the courage they had before, and they began to panic.

"Kill!"

Seeing their fighting spirit waning, Moore glared at the cold and fierce eyes, brandished his mortal sword, and stabbed at the imperial soldiers.

"Whoosh!"

Xiong Ming's body, which was as light as a swallow, had already landed behind Moore's back.

The screams continued, reaching Xiong Ming's ears from all directions, and broken limbs flew all over the sky. Seeing that the soldiers were brutally killed by Moore, Xiong Ming vowed to get rid of Moore.

"Storm, thunder and lightning!"

"Sun, Moon and Stars!"

"The fire dragon is unsheathed!"

Suddenly there was a bloody light, and the thousands of cavalry who rushed to the front were just a face, and they had already disappeared, and Moore had already fled.

Mu Guo's military horn sounded again, and under the hurried military horn, the cavalry behind gave up the assassination, and they were frightened when they saw Xiong Ming's sun, moon, fire and dragon sword!

"Do you see that? Dragon! ”

"This is the rumored Sun, Moon, Fire Dragon Sword!"

"Rush forward!"

When Moore saw the retreating soldiers, he became angry and gave orders.

"My lord! Let's retreat! ”

"Leave a few thousand people to resist, and all the others will withdraw!"

Moore knew that they were now dead tens of thousands of people, and he was very sad. This is the sharpest elite soldier in their country, and if he dies like this, he will not be able to account for it when he returns. I didn't expect that Dongfang Yu's death formation was actually broken by Xiong Ming.

Marvel! Finally see a miracle!

At this time, he must calm down and retreat to Yuncheng, which is the city that has been taken, and the city walls are firmly defended, and I believe that Xiong Ming will be difficult to break.

"Your Majesty, the enemy army is beginning to retreat!"

"Kill!" Xiong Ming shook his eyebrows, "Don't leave one!" Xiong Ming's eyes were red, and he wanted to avenge the dead soldiers.

Moore's subordinates fled in a panic, and there was no respite!

The sound of fighting still did not stop, and the soldiers of the dynasty were full of confidence and pursued closely.

Seeing the corpses all over the ground, Xiong Ming felt his heart shrink violently.

The defeated soldiers of the Mu State were even more panicked when they heard that Xiong Ming did not leave a single one in his mouth, and fled with their lives. It's so bleak that it makes people shudder. They hugged the horses by the necks and galloped away with their eyes closed.

"Surrender or kill!"

Xiong Ming roared angrily, he had already caught up with them.

Seeing Xiong Ming chasing after him, and hearing that surrender would not kill, most of the soldiers sat on the ground, put down their weapons, and waited for the landing, they couldn't run. Only a small number of soldiers followed Moore to escape desperately.

But Xiong Ming's white horse did not stop, he wanted to hunt down Moore.

With a cup of tea, Xiong Ming chased after Moore.

Seeing Xiong Ming chasing them, those soldiers went down to the ground to beg for mercy.

"It's late!" Xiong Ming snapped, "I was already given a chance just now!" I still want to get away with it! How could it be! Xiong Ming's sword pointed at them, "In front of me Xiong Ming, there is no word luck!" ”

"Stand up for me and kill him!" Moore knew there was no escape, "You wretched! "Xiong Ming's awesomeness has just been taught, so I can only give one last chance and give myself a chance.

"Woohoo!"

The Mortal Sword is not an ordinary sword, and if you assassinate an ordinary person, you can kill with just one sword. But standing in front of him was Xiong Ming, and the sword in his hand was the Sun, Moon and Fire Dragon Sword.

Xiong Ming had already drawn his sword, knowing that Mu Er was also injured, so he only used the last move, but he couldn't swing it normally, and before the fire dragon came out, it was impossible for the opponent to die. He also understands that the Desperate Sword is extraordinary, but he still has to lose under his Sun, Moon and Fire Dragon Sword, because his Xiong Ming's sword is the best in the world!

"The fire dragon is unsheathed!" Xiong Ming stained the blade with blood again, "Moore, go die!" ”

The dark sky suddenly brightened, and the fire dragon appeared, hovering above Moore's head, it was about to devour the enemy.

In an instant, the fire dragon disappeared, and only one Sun Moon Fire Dragon Sword was in Xiong Ming's hand.

Hundreds of heads lay on the ground, and Moore did not escape.

"Long live my emperor, long live!"

Li Qiang, Lan Tian, Yu Wentao and others have already come.

"Flat!" Xiong Ming waved his sleeves, the war is not over yet, "Treat the prisoners preferentially and recapture the city!" ”

Looking at the bloody battlefield, mutilated corpses are everywhere, the soil is washed by blood, and the pungent smell of blood makes people want to vomit. Xiong Ming's heart fluctuated, peace had to be exchanged for war, and he felt that the price was too great.