If it weren't for the fact that in the army, there would be soldiers and military formations to support it, and there would be strong people like Chongxuan Chu Liang to suppress it.

Yang Jiande only rushed this time, and these 10,000 soldiers killed in the autumn will be pulled out of their blood and die!

Now it has only been opened a thin mouth, but it has risen like blood and wolf smoke, which shows the strength of the blood demon skill of extinguishing emotions and despairing.

The picture that represented the destruction of the withering and killing also shook for a while, like a ripple of water, and Yang Jiande pierced it with a spear!

This battle was fought from sunrise to noon, and from noon, to this time.

At that time, the sky was on the horizon, and the sunset was like blood.

And under the sunset, Yang Jiande is like another round of blood-colored sunset!

His light, his heat, his life's struggles and bravery, all shine at this moment, all burn at this moment.

His whole body was ablaze with blood, like a blood-colored dragon robe. The scorching sun war spear in his hand, including the front half of the spear tip, is scarlet and dazzling, and the back half is bright and dazzling.

The killing of the withered is like a painting floating in the air, and the blood on the painting is like smoke.

And Yang Jiande, like a reckless man who is about to tear up a famous painting, kills with an arrogant and unreasonable attitude.

"Fight to the death with me!"

The entire battlefield was solidified, but seeing Yang Jiande, he single-speared the battle.

A spear down!

The picture that represents the destruction of the withering is shattered.

The soldiers were surging for three or four miles.

The Yang army, who did not wait to watch this battle, rejoiced, and the Qi army was frightened.

The surging soldiers instantly condensed again.

Yang Jiande's Lustless Blood Demon Skill was indeed unexpected, but Chongxuan Chu Liang was cautious and cautious, wasn't it just to deal with this unexpected situation?

He gave Yang Jiande the greatest respect and made the most peak preparations.

The withering has fallen, and the destruction has stopped.

Kill but don't stop!

Autumn is the season of slaughter.

Historically, if you are convicted of capital crimes, the executions are mostly after the autumn, also because this season is the most murderous.

There are three killings in autumn, and it is said to wither. Said to destroy, said to behead!

Chongxuan Chu Liang's voice had the edge to cut through the world at this time.

"I will punish the heavens now...... Yang Jun has no virtue, and the country and the people will be harmed! First set the plague, and then start a provocation! He should be sentenced...... Kill it!"

In the midst of the boiling and turbulent soldiers, a knife was poked out at this time.

At first glance, I thought it was a world-famous Shou Cutting Knife, but in detail, it was not a Shou Cutting Knife, but a very distinctive knife with Shou as the core and the Autumn Killing Army as the shell.

The body of this knife is heavy, the handle of the knife is carved with a ghost head, there is a round mouth at the spine of the knife, the ghost head is square, the back is thick and the face is wide. Just by looking at its shape, you can know that the weight is bulky and suitable for chopping.

The name of this knife ...... Ghost head!

Best for chopping heads.

Executioners have always used this knife for execution.

This knife is obviously far away,

Even Mingming Yang Jiande has already fought back with a spear.

However, when the knife was raised, the soldiers were broken and reunited.

When the knife fell, Yang Jiande's head had already flew.

He was beheaded!

At the last moment, he was still brave and invincible, fighting with a single spear, and his blood demon skills were incomparable.

However, the next moment, the corpse was already divided into two parts.

It's so abrupt and so deserved.

As if the crime is confirmed, the person goes to the execution ground, causes the arrow to land, and the prisoner wields the knife.

Nothing can be recovered!

The knife in hand falls and the head flies!

A top-level god as strong as Yang Jiande is already a golden body chalcedony, and his physical body is not bad, which can be called immortal. When he is not dead, he will not retreat.

This realm is known as "immortal and immortal, I am like a god." ”

In ancient times, it was also directly called the Immortal Realm.

It is difficult to kill him by idle means.

However, this knife fell, and he died neatly!

They have clashed in this life, and Chongxuan Chu Liang has won the battle. The root cause seems to be just because Qi is strong and Yang is weak.

However, isn't it scary enough to be able to firmly grasp the advantage and never give the opponent a chance to turn the tables?

The moment Yang Jiande's head flew up, it seemed to have stopped time and space.

Thirty years ago and thirty years later, the arc that connects the flying skull.

Chongxuan Chu Liang in the army, his face is expressionless!

The superior has no friends.

This is what he said to Chong Xuansheng.

Because the more you reach a certain height, the more you can't help yourself. Because of many decisions, you can't make them to your liking.

Who knew that he valued Xuan Chuliang and Yang Jiande, and was once each other's only friends?

However, one is in Qi and the other is in Yang.

One is a famous family of Qi and shares weal and woe with Qi country. One is the Yang royal family.

There is no possibility of a change of position on either side.

As early as thirty years ago in the Valley of the Slanting Moon, they had already understood all this and foreseen this day.

Since then, they have parted ways, and in the past 30 years, there has not been half a letter, only a word!

In fact, when it comes to fighting alone, he is also conceited that he will not lose Yang Jiande, even if he has practiced the blood demon skill of destroying emotions and despairing desires. However, in the face of Yang Jiande, he still had to do his best without hesitation.

It's not just because the lion and tiger are still fighting rabbits with all their might, but a character like Yang Jiande must not allow the slightest opportunity.

is even more because he wants Yang Jiande to feel from beginning to end that the reason why his people lose is not because "I am not as good as others", but because of innate disadvantages, which is the sin of heaven rather than war!

Only in this way can he preserve his last pride.

Thirty years with a flick of a finger, life and death are like clouds.

How many pasts, glory, pride, and friendship are hidden in the river of time.

Characters like Chongxuan Chu Liang will not let themselves remember too much time.

After only a moment's trance, he immediately flew out of the military formation, stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Jiande's flying head in the air. Grabbing his hair, he lifted his head aloft.

"Yang Jiande is dead!"

Rumors of the battlefield.

"Yang Jiande is dead!" "Yang Jiande is dead!" "Yang Jiande is dead!"

Qi Jun repeated loudly.

The Yang army collapsed in an instant, and there was no longer a formed line of defense on the entire battlefield.

The autumn killing sergeant will rush to kill Mowgli, and killing people is like mowing grass.

The greatest casualties on the battlefield usually occur after the victory has been decided. The largest number of kills is usually generated during the hunt.

Countless Yang soldiers unloaded their armor and abandoned their soldiers, kneeling on the ground and begging to surrender. Countless Yang army wolves rushed and fled in all directions.

After the outcome has been decided, indulging in the slaughter of his minions is also an underlying rule in many wars.

After all, life and death have just faced each other, countless robes have been killed in battle, and he is also on the verge of life and death...... Hatred needs to be relieved, and stress needs to be released.

But usually this time is not too long.

After a large number of Yang soldiers lost their armor, they buried their heads on the ground, hoping to get away with this short killing time.

However, Chongxuan Chu Liang held Yang Jiande's head high, and was silent in the air for a while, and then said: "Anyone who participates in this battle and fights against my Great Qi Heavenly Soldiers, whether they surrender or not...... Nothing to be done!"

It was a direct massacre order!

The Yang soldier who fell to the ground got up in horror, and was immediately beheaded with a knife and fell to the ground again.

There was the Yang soldier who had just put down his weapon, and before he could react, his throat was cut by an oblique sword.

The frightened, scattered, and self-righteous soldiers of the Yang Army were not the opponents of the Autumn Killing Sergeants, and at this time, they could not form an effective resistance at all.

Killing people is like mowing grass, and one by one they fall in groups.

A carnival of killing began.

"Don't be handsome! Don't be handsome!"

From the edge of the battlefield, an elderly scribe flew over, and pleaded with Xuan Chuliang from afar.

"This victory or defeat has been decided, why should the marshal add more killings and increase his notoriety?"

At that moment, there were generals who were ready to greet them with their swords.

But Chongxuan Chu Liang only waved his hand: "Let him come over!"

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