Li Xuan had an extremely firm idea, the 700,000 Xiangjun was the family foundation that Li Zhu left for him, if he died in the hands of Yan Zhiwei for no reason, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

Presumably, the battle between Tang dialect and Emperor Wen across the river and demolishing the bridge has made Yan Zhiwei, who is afraid of death, regret it a little!

Perhaps, the original strategy is no longer needed......

As soon as he thought of this, Li Xuanxue's divine rainbow was a little faster.

In the hall of the Xiangwang Mansion.

The Jiaolong chair, which originally belonged to King Xiang, has been replaced with a cushion, and a one-armed man is lying on the couch. His face was a little pale, and he took a deep breath, and his eyes were blank, as if he was talking to himself:

"How could this be? Beiliang actually broke ten cities in one day, and even Zhennanguan, which borders South Vietnam, was almost lost! Why did the Tang dialect go to war?!! As he spoke, his one-arm pinched the bamboo slip of the battle report and beeped, and he couldn't help but cough a few more times. It seems that the recent war has left him in a state of disarray.

Yan Zhiwei's face was incredible, why did the invincible Xiangjun Iron Cavalry appear in such a situation in his own hands!

He grabbed the arm of a guard next to him in a panic and shouted: "What about my reinforcements from Dajin, is there any news?"

The guard's face was like earth, and he snorted: "General Yan, it's been almost half a month, and there is still no news......"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, why didn't Emperor Wen save me when he saw death?!" Yan Zhiwei's eyes were bloodshot, if the war continued like this, at the latest, the Xiangjing would be completely divided.

The heralds sent to the Great Jin Dynasty have not heard from them so far, does it mean that Emperor Wen actually acquiesced in this kind of thing?

This thought made him a little scared in his heart, and his Zhenguo general's ass was not yet hot. On the day of Li Xuan's departure, Northern Liang and South Vietnam suddenly declared war on the grounds of slaughtering soldiers in Xiangjing!

Everywhere the enemy army passed, there were war language banners hanging high with "Li Xuan of different races, lackeys Xiangjun", this irrefutable fact made many soldiers lose their fighting spirit.

The battle report in Yan Zhiwei's hand was still passed on ten days ago, and now the defeat of the Xiang army is probably even more out of control.

A soldier who has lost the heart of the army, how to be undefeated!

At this moment, a handsome young man quietly stepped in outside the temple gate, gently patting the snow on his hair, and said with a sneer: "Captain Yan, but ......I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Boom~~"

Dozens of guards in the hall had already recognized Li Xuan's appearance, and with panicked faces, they drew their knives again without waiting for Yan Zhiwei's order.

Since Li Xuan appeared, Yan Zhiwei's eyes showed a trace of shock, and he looked at Xiangwang Xiaoshizi in a daze, his lips moved a few times, and he didn't make a sound.

Li Xuan snorted lightly, raised his hand and shook the sword of the guard in front of him away, and clanged to the ground.

Pacing step by step to Yan Zhiwei's collapse, he stared at the cold light, slowly shook his head, and said: "Captain Yan, in the face of the opposition between Tang Fangyan and Emperor Wen Li Wen, how do you want to deal with ......it?"

Yan Zhiwei's body shook, and he turned over and sat up from the couch with one arm, a fierce color appeared in his eyes, and he forcibly endured the strong uneasiness in his heart, and roared out hoarsely:

"You are a national thief, and I am the general of the Xiangjing Realm!"

"Yan Zhiwei, the Zhenguo Gong of the Great Jin Dynasty is my father, Li Zhu, not a name that you can tarnish as a shameless person!"

Between the words, the energy on Li Xuan's body suddenly exploded, and a hurricane suddenly blew in the field, blowing the snow outside the court into strips of edelweiss.

Looking at Yan Zhiwei, who was a little sluggish, Li Xuan's eyes were full of disappointment, and he said lightly: "You, have you ever regretted it?"

Yan Zhiwei's body trembled violently, and his eyes were a little flustered. Several guards next to him hurriedly picked up the swords on the ground, and the bodies of several of the big men trembled, and they didn't dare to step forward again.

Yan Zhiwei only felt that the beads of sweat were dripping down his back, what he did after the death of King Xiang, how could he not regret it?

The years of smoke and clouds living with King Xiang suddenly emerged from his eyes. He can't remember how much he owes the world, and how much he owes Xiangjing.

For a while, he was stunned.

Li Xuan grabbed Yan Zhiwei's collar, lifted him in the air, looked at Yan Zhiwei's panicked eyes, and said slowly: "Captain Yan, let me ask you again, are you afraid of death......

Yan Zhiwei only felt a pain in his neck, looked down, and found that a bright beetle had burrowed into his flesh and blood, as if it was gnawing at his bones!

"What is this!?" he glared in the air, trying to break free.

Jiang Baihe stepped into the hall at this time and said in a loud voice: "Captain Yan, this Gu King is a Heart-devouring Gu, and he is extremely fond of people's hearts. As long as I think about it, I can take your life......" With that, Jiang Baihe snapped his fingers crisply.

I saw Yan Zhi in the air sigh slightly, his face suddenly turned pale, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and screamed bloodily.

His two eyes were almost round, his brain was exposed, and he only felt that the insect was eating away at his internal organs little by little, and this slow heart-eroding feeling made him cramp.

This painful tearing sensation actually made him burst out of his lifelong potential, breaking free from Li Xuan's hands, the whole person fell to the ground and rolled over and over, his brain was a little dizzy, and his face was completely distorted!

"Traitor Li Xuan, don't insult our general!" the guards shouted angrily when they saw this, and they wanted to surround Li Xuan again. There were only three of them, with frightened faces, and slowly retreated behind Yan Zhiwei, looking at Yan Zhiwei who was constantly wailing on the ground, their bodies trembled.

"Boom!"

The frost and snow outside the door appeared in the field at this moment, and as soon as he raised his hand, a string of human heads flew up, and he said hatefully to these corpses: "It's not a pity to die!"

Li Xuan motioned for Jiang Baihe to stop, and as the pain gradually disappeared, a trace of blood foamed from the corner of Yan Zhiwei's mouth, and he was supported by the remaining three guards.

"Captain Yan, I am not in the mood to talk to you about whether it is a national thief or not, I believe that the three of you also know the inside story......"

"Goo~" After hearing this, several people swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear.

Yan Zhiwei's eyes were filled with the light of extreme fear, and the two guards behind him staggered back unconsciously! Of course, they knew in their hearts how could Li Xuan be a national thief! The bodies of several people trembled like chaff, and the fury of the previous frost and snow shot out, and dozens of heads flew up with one move. So that they don't even dare to come forward and fight for their lives!

Han Shuangxue, who was born in the army, had a deep look of disdain in his eyes at this moment: what kind of general it is, what kind of army it will be.

Only one of the guards, who was left to hold back his fear, raised his voice and scolded loudly: "National thief Li Xuan, do you think that such means can force us to submit? As a soldier, you have a heroic spirit, and now you are guilty of not being punished, and you are condemned by the world! How can you make us change our words because of such means!?"

His words fell, and the originally terrified gazes of Yan Zhiwei and the others also returned to ruthlessness in this instant!

Indeed, if they change their minds now and reveal the truth, they will only be even more doomed!

The big man who spoke up before jumped up, bursts of spiritual power erupted all over his body, and he held the knife in his left hand, wanting to pounce on Li Xuan who was thinking. He was still a cultivator......

Seeing this, Frost and Snow frowned, grabbed the void in his right hand, and the burst of spiritual power directly sucked the person's neck into his palm, and his fingers violently exerted force, and there was a crisp sound of bones breaking.

Frost Snow said in a cold voice: "The ants of the Spiritual Void Realm, they really don't know whether they are alive or dead, they really don't know whether they are alive or ......dead, and they really don't know whether they are alive or dead" The big man's head was tilted to the side and he lost his breath.

Han Shuangxue stretched out his hand and threw the man's body on the ground in front of Yan Zhiwei's face, splashing blood stains, and the whole body shook on the ground a few times and slowly fell to the ground, with a dull sound.

Yan Zhiwei's body trembled, and he saw that his guard's legs were still twitching like dead fish, constantly bouncing, and a pair of eyes were open and bloodshot. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but kick back two steps with his legs.

Today's Li Xuan already has the strength of Emperor Wen of Yingfeng. Yan Zhiwei, who is timid and cherishes his life, only needs to hold his life, and the previous rumors will be self-defeating!

Li Xuan flew up with a kick, directly stomped on the big man's skull, and kicked Yan Zhiwei's face, splashing his brains. The indifferent gaze was like a steel knife staring at the three people who were still alive in front of them, making each of them feel like falling into an ice cellar at this moment!

Yan Zhiwei suddenly shivered, and Li Xuan in front of him was as frightened as the Grim Reaper! The eyes of the two guards behind him were full of extreme fear, their pale lips were constantly shaking, and they were even so frightened that they urinated on the ground, trembling between their thighs, making bursts of fishy anger in the field.

"Captain Yan, do you want to live......" Li Xuan raised his foot and slowly rubbed Yan Zhiwei's one-arm, he was in extreme fear, but he didn't shout because of the pain.

Looking at Li Xuan's demonic face, Yan Zhiwei shook his head violently at first, and then the whole person kowtowed to the ground, slamming the ground with the bandaged head, and shouted: "I beg the little prince to forgive my life!

Looking at Yan Zhiwei's reaction, the remaining two guards scrambled to kneel down, their heads slammed on the previous urine, their lips seemed to be covered with liquid, and they begged for mercy vaguely: "Please be gracious to the little prince! We are guilty!"

Seeing this, Jiang Baihe sneered: Sure enough, under the pressure of death, Yan Zhiwei and the others have already chosen to "abandon the darkness and turn to the light......

Li Xuan grabbed Yan Zhiwei's hair, lifted him up, and said loudly: "Captain Yan, since this is the case, you should accompany me to Zhennanguan first!"

Under Li Xuan's subsequent gaze, Jiang Baihe and Hanshuangxue carried the other two, got up on the rainbow, and went to Zhennanguan with the hometown waiting outside the hall!

When Li Xuan came, he had already heard along the road that Zhennan Pass, which is known as the Tiger Mouth Xiongguan, would not be able to support the current war! Presumably, because of the methods of the Tang dialect, the iron cavalry of the Xiang army, which had lost its fighting spirit, had been reduced to a rabble like the Jin army.

As soon as Zhennan Pass is broken, the south gate of the entire Xiangjing will be opened, and all the people will be devastated by the war, which is also the reason why Li Xuan chose to go to Zhennan Pass first! Zhennan Pass must not be broken!

Looking at Yan Zhiwei, who was shivering and shivering beside him, Li Xuan exhaled a breath of cold air.

You have tarnished the name of my father, Li Zhuwei, and deceived the people of Xiangjing, and now that so many men in the army have died, how can I spare your life!