"Boy, your strength is not small!" The Turkic warrior said with some disdain.

Bai Song gritted his teeth, looked at the condescending monster, and sneered: "You have learned the moves of the Central Plains Martial Arts, haven't you heard of the lack of succession?" ”

The other party was stunned, obviously not understanding.

But Bai Song's body suddenly came with an endless force, and a gray-white true qi gradually appeared on the cold knife.

As soon as the true anger came out, Bai Song straightened his steps, and got up again in the stunned gaze of the other party!

The Turkic warriors wanted to suppress Bai Song, but found that they could not concentrate their strength after a single sword.

On the other hand, Bai Song's strength seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, but not only did he change his declining momentum and stand up, but the true qi of the local sword body became thinner and thinner.

"In terms of strength, Lao Tzu really hasn't been afraid of anyone!" Bai Song grinned, his true qi burst for a while, and a stronger true qi erupted, how could the true qi of the Turkic warriors be compared to the true qi of the great grandmaster, and in an instant, the red light dissipated!

Without the protection of true qi, the scimitar made of Fan Iron shattered at the touch of Bai Song's cold knife.

There was a crisp bang.

The knives of the Turkic warriors shattered countless times, and the people were also hit by the force of the shock, and flew upside down, falling several meters away and staggering, almost falling.

The soldiers who had laughed earlier were stunned.

I can't believe my eyes, there are people in the world who can beat their own first Turkic warrior in the competition of strength.

This is something that has never been done before.

For the Turkic warriors, this was also an unbelievable fact.

"Why...... Why is this happening? ”

"My lord, times have changed."

Bai Song took the knife and said calmly.

"A character who should have received a boxed lunch six years ago, thinking that the reincarnation of the filthy earth can still show off his might? I don't know how thick the sky is! ”

At this moment, the Turkic warriors also lost any bravery.

It was also touted too highly, and he did not encounter any setbacks in the grassland, and he did not expect that one day a young man of the Han nationality would be able to overcome himself by strength alone.

Looking at Bai Song again, even if he is called the first Turkic warrior, he still leaks a look of fear. I even began to have self-doubt.

"Let's go up, let's go together!"

When the Turkic warrior said such words, the corners of Bai Song's mouth rose, and he knew that he had won.

Not only won the battle, but also won the heart.

Let's go together!

The enemy is pouring in like a tidal wave, and all around are enemy troops.

But Bai Song's heart was more determined.

Bai Song released a signal smoke, which was a signal that only his own people could understand, marking his location.

Then he pointed his knife at the general in front of him and said loudly: "Capture the enemy general alive." ”

In the next second, Bai Song and Mozhu were overwhelmed by the enemy.

People become numb in the midst of melee.

Bai Song originally wanted to capture the enemy generals alive, but he didn't want to be dragged down by the tide of enemy troops.

Because the local generals were afraid, there was immediately turmoil in the morale of the army.

The tide of battle began to turn, and the team gradually gained the upper hand.

Bai Song didn't know how many people he had killed, until no one around dared to get closer.

When I looked blankly, I found that the enemy generals were no longer there.

The enemy ranks are beginning to retreat.

The encounter seems to be in its final hour.

It's finally coming to an end?

Bai Song muttered to himself

In such endless killing, even if his body still had strength, his heart was already tired.

Bai Song's body shook a little, and it seemed that he could fall down at any time.

In the middle of Bai Song's swaying, the corner of his eye suddenly swept to a person.

Bai Song's spirit was shocked: "It's Mozhu!" ”

Among the defeated teams in front, Mo Zhu seemed to be injured and captured!

Bai Song didn't want to raise the knife again and kill it.

In the chaos of war, no matter who makes mistakes, there will be accidents, and it is obvious that Mozhu missed.

When he was fighting just now, Bai Song was immersed in his own world and didn't pay attention to his surroundings, almost forgetting the existence of Mozhu.

"Leave people behind!"

Bai Song shouted, stabbed in the air, his strength was like a dragon, and the wind was howling, and the team in front of him was all overturned to the ground like sick grass.

Mozhu also fell to the ground.

A group of people have seen the divine power of Bai Song, where is there still a fighting spirit? Seeing that he couldn't take this woman away, someone picked up a knife and cut it, wanting to kill one more.

Bai Song landed in front of Mo Zhu and kicked people away, but he couldn't stop the other three from killing them.

It was too late, Bai Song Fei pounced on Mo Zhu's body, and three knives went straight into Bai Song's back.

Mo Zhu opened his eyes weakly, and when he saw the owner covered in blood, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood foam.

At this moment, Mo Zhu blamed himself in his heart, it was his duty to protect the owner, and in the end, it was the owner who used his life to protect himself......

Mo Zhu was hit by an arrow in his heart, and he was seriously injured, even if he thought about it, he was powerless, and slowly closed his eyes.

Bai Song felt a stinging pain in his back, and with a strong shock, the three knives shattered.

Bai Song turned around and wanted to kill the three people, but before he could make a move, a sword appeared in front of the three people like lightning, and there was a small wound on the throat, and there was no sound in an instant.

"Bamboo! Bamboo! "Sword Thirteen is here, he is the same as Bai Song, he is a bloody man.

Looking at Jian Thirteen's concerned eyes, Bai Song said lightly: "With me, she can't die." ”

……

It's over?

In fact, it all didn't start.

The army was still counting casualties, and another new piece of military intelligence came.

Lukoushan is in a bitter battle and needs reinforcements.

Li Miao was injured, and when he heard the news, he immediately got on his horse and gathered his team to march to Lukou Mountain.

Thinking of fighting again, Bai Song felt a feeling of suffocation.

There was already a mess in front of him, and the people he brought with him had lost seventeen because of this encounter.

What kind of scene will the larger battlefield be faced next?

Mo Zhu was injured, he hadn't had time to heal, he hadn't even saved his life, and now he was going to fight again?

How much can your own people withstand?

But what reason is there to retreat when people are already in it?

Bai Song gritted his teeth and prepared to cheer up.

At this time, Li Miao rode in front of Bai Song and whispered, "You and your people should take care of the wounded." Your people don't belong to this war in the first place, and you've done enough. ”

Bai Song was stunned for a moment, not knowing what this meant.

Li Miao said seriously: "You stay, and I'll take care of the rest." ”

Bai Song frowned slightly: "Are you looking down on me?" ”

"You are brave enough in this battle, but your heart can't hold the next battle, and in general, you are not a soldier. If you continue, you will die sooner or later. Staying to cultivate now is to better deal with the battle situation next time. I am the master, and everything is subject to my arrangement. ”

Li Miao was very serious and didn't give Bai Song any chance to refute.

Bai Song didn't know how to refute it, because Li Miao was right, he really needed to slow down.