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Heroes, heroes, knights, demons?

If you want to go back, it's still the rivers and lakes!

The battle between the three major forces of Taiyuan City gradually died down in the second half of the night and ended completely.

The three parties lost the power led by the speaker, and after Jiang Cheng joined the battle, they dispersed like a tide, fleeing, and dying to death, and no one resisted anymore.

This is also the rivers and lakes, unlike the soldiers trained by the imperial court who went to the battlefield and let you rush forward, even if you know that you are dead, you have to rush.

The rivers and lakes are not courts, and the people in the rivers and lakes are not soldiers in the army, and they do not have such strict discipline and the nature to obey orders.

When they saw that the defeat was fixed, it was impossible to continue to talk about people who were desperate to the end, at most they would make a show, I smiled at the sky, and I ran away after laughing.

In this battle, the three speakers of the overseas Baimeng were completely killed.

In this battle, the story of Turtle Stone Ridge broke the army, and Chen Ran broke his arm and fled.

This battle has achieved Jiang Cheng, the winner is the king, and there will be a long time in the future, and the resources of Taiyuan City will be completely controlled by the Heavenly Demon Gate.

Jiang Cheng didn't care about the minions who escaped, he just killed a few high-ranking people in the two forces.

For example, Li Wenzheng couldn't fly in front of him, and the copper money and silver needles were not enough for him, or he couldn't kill him, and he cut off his head with a knife.

However, the man bear was clever and escaped quickly while he was in chaos, and he was not caught and killed.

There was a lot of blood tonight, and a lot of people died.

Even people who were already dead came back to life.

Fu Biao is a person who is already dead, but he is alive.

Death naturally cannot be resurrected.

If Fu Biao is really dead, it is absolutely impossible for him to come back to life.

But he did come back to life, he didn't die.

That night, the person who Deng Zhiwen and others killed and crushed their heads was not mourning, but an innocent substitute for the dead.

Killing Fu Biao was nothing more than releasing a smoke bomb that confused everyone, including the eyeliner that the two forces had planted in the Heavenly Demon Gate.

If Fu Biao is not dead, the high-level strength of the Heavenly Demon Gate will not be weak, and this battle will be able to compete with the other two forces.

Even because he didn't die, he disguised himself as a nobody, but instead attacked and killed two high-ranking officials of the other two major forces.

This is also not tired of deceit.

Although Fu Biao was humiliated by Jiang Cheng, he was not a stupid person, he understood what it meant to know current affairs and what to do when.

Therefore, when Jiang Cheng ordered him to fake his death, he did not hesitate to cooperate and complete it, and in tonight's battle, he killed several strong enemies and made great achievements.

All the resources and territory of Taiyuan City have been taken over by the Heavenly Demon Gate, and all the ruffians of the Tianxia Association have walked out with their heads held high, and they are very arrogant.

If it had been a few days ago, they would have been absolutely arrogant, and they would have been beaten by the people of Guishiling like lost dogs and shrunk into the door, and they didn't even dare to learn how to bark.

Now all of them felt puffed up, and the breath with the smell of blood felt fresh, relaxed, and enjoyable.

All this changed because of one person.

That person is a consul sent by Zuo, who is on the list of people on the rivers and lakes, and is known as the devil.

No one dared to call him by his name, not even the title of his demon son, they discussed it in private, either calling him Lord Jiang or calling him a demon handsome.

Demon marshal, this is not to say that Jiang Cheng is very handsome, nor does it mean that the authority in Jiang Cheng's hands is like that of a marshal in the court.

This is just a private honorific title, which can't spread too far and won't be recognized by too many people.

Because Jiang Cheng is not qualified to be handsome at present.

But in the eyes of many ruffians in the world, Jiang Cheng is a big man, a figure who is even more noble than Hall Master Liu, and he is qualified to be called so.

Jiang Cheng didn't care about the matter of recovering the land.

It was handed over to Deng Zhiwen and Fu Biao to deal with.

These two people also made great contributions in this battle, and this credit cannot be erased, and it will be reported to the door, and the high-level leaders of the left and right factions will decide to reward them.

In a battle between forces, victory or defeat between leaders is of course important and plays a decisive role.

But in addition to the leader, the confrontation between the minions is also essential.

The competition between forces is not like a fair heads-up after all.

It's like when the two armies face each other, the generals of both sides go out to fight first, and the morale of the defeated naturally plummets, but it does not mean that the battle is over.

As long as you don't die or cripple, the battle will continue.

This is also the reason why Jiang Cheng did not kill Fu Biao, but instead appointed him to participate in today's battle and became the most important finale hole card.

It's dawn.

Jiang Cheng sat in the lake pavilion in the mansion, accompanied by two gentle-looking and agile girls, making tea for him.

He looked at a lake of autumn water, gently wiped the narrow knife in his hand, his eyes were flat, as if he was reminiscing about something.

At this time, his mind was replaying the battles of last night, especially the battle with Chen Ran, which benefited him a lot.

A warrior seeking the Tao is a martial art, and the martial way is sharpened and cultivated in accumulation and battle.

Chaowen said, Xi is enough.

After fighting with Chen Ran, he felt that his blood refining had reached the pinnacle of his blood refining, and he was only one layer of window paper left, and if he pierced this layer of paper, he would be able to break through to the realm of the Great Perfection of the day after tomorrow.

The Great Perfection of the internal organs, the human body, except for the brain that can only be cultivated when breaking through the innate time, is the most difficult to exercise in these five internal organs.

Jiang Cheng put down the narrow knife and got up, like a white crane stepping on the sand, and took a few steps to the outside of the Huxin Pavilion.

He punched slowly, only the most basic punches and kicks, but every move and style were integrated into the unusual pile' method.

If you close your fists and stand on your feet, this is the dragon pile.

The left foot is in front and the right foot is behind, standing in eight steps, which is the tiger pile.

In the end, he closed his momentum and stood still, like an old monk in a calm state, his eyelids drooped slightly, his snort was long, and his heart was slowly squirming.

This is the pile of the turtle floating water's law.

After a set of punches, the qi and blood in his body were already full and surging, and if there was a master who knew how to look at qi, he could observe the changes in the churning of qi and blood in his body.

As if boiling water was boiling, the skin of his whole body was agitating, and the veins were connected to the mass of essence and blood that were running and swimming in his body.

The pores gradually open, and a trace of impurities is forced out of the body.

The two onlookers shouted, all of them shocked, seeing that Jiang Cheng had become like a bloody person in a blink of an eye, and his whole body emitted a fishy smell.

"Don't be surprised. ”

Jiang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were indiscriminate, calm and profound, and his temperament was cold.

The two maids all covered their mouths, their beautiful eyes flickering, and they saw that Jiang Cheng should be fine.

"Go prepare two buckets of hot water, I'm going to wash up. ”

He commanded, turned and walked to the inner courtyard, his breath still in his body, his blood swimming like mercury, and his whole body was full of abundant force.

Just now, in the silence, he had already accumulated a lot of blood, refining blood, and was about to break through to the realm of the Great Perfection of the Acquired Perfection.

(To be continued.) )