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Chapter 17 Blood Debt and Blood Payment (for collection)
The bones of the Han people are harder than the scimitars of the Turkic cavalry!
This is not empty talk!
Countless Han family sons are casting the pride of Han family sons with their own lives!
……

Facing the appalling scene in front of them, the Turkic cavalry could not help but tremble.

They never imagined that the Two-legged sheep is really not afraid of death!

"I'd like to see if it's our Turkic warriors' scimitars that are harder, or the bones of your two-legged sheep!"

The Turkic cavalry headed by roared angrily.

Then he raised the scimitar in his hand high, rushed to the neck of a Youzhou soldier next to him and chopped it off.

"Pfft!"

With a muffled sound, blood spattered everywhere.

The Youzhou soldier knelt on one knee with a "pop" sound.

"The bones of our Han family will always be harder than your machetes!"

The Youzhou soldier held his head high, pouted his neck and sneered.

The words are full of sarcasm and contempt!
But before the words fell, his head drooped down.

However, the Turkic scimitar was firmly stuck by the bones of his neck.

He used his own life to prove a fact to this group of ignorant Turks.

The bones of Han Jiaerlang are far harder than the scimitar of Turkic offal!
"big cow!"

"brother!"

The captured Youzhou soldiers roared hysterically.

The hot tears scratched their vicissitudes of blood-covered cheeks.

"Damn Chinese!"

The Turkic barbarian suddenly withdrew the scimitar in his hand, and roared extremely angrily.

"Damn Turkic bastard, you have the ability to kill me!"

"A bunch of beasts, I'll fuck your grandma!"

"Come on! Our Han family's bones are getting harder and harder each time!"

The Youzhou soldiers who were captured around were bruised and wounded, but at this moment they exhausted their last bit of strength and kept provoking Turkic offal.

They scrambled to prove that, with their own lives and flesh and blood, the bones of the Han family were harder than their Turkic scimitars!
"kill!"

"Kill all these damn Han people!"

The leader of the Turks roared in anger.

As his words fell, the captured Youzhou soldiers held their heads high and their chests high.

They held their heads high and stretched their necks, waiting for the arrival of the Turkic scimitar.

There was no fear on their faces, instead they were filled with endless pride and glory!

This is the innate pride of Han Jiaerlang!
This is the honor of being a son of the Han family!

They leaned on each other, waiting for the arrival of death, but they didn't have the slightest fear of death.

But at this moment, a breath of death rushed towards him.

The murderous aura that seemed to tear the sky apart made the Turkic cavalry sit down and roar continuously.

The horseshoes are raised high, and they are terrified!
What the hell is going on here?

An unprecedented fear suddenly rose in the heart of the Turkic cavalry.

Because they have never encountered such a strange event!
And just when they were tense and looked around vigilantly, they saw a silver light flashing past.

"Pfft!"

The bright silver gentian gun with endless murderous aura cut through the dark night sky and directly penetrated the chest of the Turkic leader.

As the blood bloomed, the furious Turkic leader was nailed to the wall with a silver spear!

The silver gun was still trembling, and the blood was still flowing.

But the Turkic leader was dumbfounded, with doubts and confusion written all over his face.

He didn't figure out how he died until he died!

The surrounding Turkic cavalry looked at the silver spear that was still trembling from nowhere.

He looked at the miserable corpse of his leader in a daze, the blood that kept dripping...

Even though this group of Turkic barbarians were murderous and bloodthirsty, they were deeply shocked by the scene in front of them!
Because they don't know where the silver spear came from, let alone who will die next!
Unknown dangers are the most frightening!

An unprecedented fear swept through their bodies instantly.

Could this be God's punishment?
Could it be that even God can't stand it anymore?
"Master has eyes!"

"God, you finally opened your eyes!"

After a brief shock, the elderly grandma couldn't help but knelt down and yelled.

"God finally opened his eyes!"

The surrounding soldiers of Youzhou, as well as the old and weak women and children, all burst into tears of joy.

……

"Who is it?"

"Get out of here!"

"If you dare to kill my Turkic warrior, come out and die!"

The surrounding Turkic barbarians tightly clenched the scimitar in their hands, roaring in fear.

"Da da da!"

The sound of horse hooves slowly reached everyone's ears from far away.

But the sound of horse hooves coming from nowhere was like a reminder, stamping hard on the hearts of the Turkic barbarians.

"who are you?"

"Get out and die!"

The surrounding Turkic barbarians kept roaring, concealing the endless fear in their hearts.

In the night, Shen Lang in silver armor slowly appeared in front of everyone.

The powerful aura of being the only one in the world that day spread out in an instant, making the Turkic barbarians around them take two steps back involuntarily.

The closer they were to Shen Lang, the more clearly they could feel the monstrous killing intent.

Even the war horses that the Turkic barbarians were sitting on seemed to feel the endless killing intent and began to roar and pace back and forth.

……

Along the way, Shen Lang was deeply shocked by the mountains of corpses.

The unprecedented anger arose spontaneously in his heart.

The monstrous anger in his heart made the blood in his body boil even more.

He seemed to feel that his body was about to explode!
Now only blood can extinguish the monstrous anger in his heart!

So with one shot, he nailed the leader of the Turkic barbarians to the wall.

But this is far from enough!

……

"Only one person!"

As an exclamation fell, the surrounding Turkic barbarians instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

There is only one person, so why be afraid?
"Kill him and avenge the Turkic warrior!"

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

The surrounding Turkic barbarians waved their scimitars and roared angrily at Shen Lang.

Their incomparably ferocious gazes and ferocious expressions seemed to eat Shen Lang alive.

"eye for eye!"

Shen Lang raised his head to the sky and roared loudly.

The gentian bright silver spear that nailed the Turkic leader to the wall trembled as if feeling the anger of its owner.

I saw Shen Lang's body suddenly soaring into the air, stepping on the Turkic barbarian's head, and galloping towards the silver spear.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The head of the Turkic cavalry was like a watermelon, and it was directly crushed by Shen Lang.

The red blood and white brains mixed together, continuously blooming in the air!

The picture is abnormally terrifying!
(End of this chapter)