Long live the best

The movement was very slow, and the scarlet blood continued to overflow.

His blue veins were exposed, his knuckles turned white, and there was no trace of pain between his heroic brows. On the contrary, he was like frost for thousands of years, and his eyes were scarlet when he looked in the direction of the imperial capital.

He ignored the crying subordinates.

Instead, he gritted his teeth and said hoarsely.

"Mother, uncle, all elders!"

"It's Taian who is incompetent, making you restless after death and enduring such a great humiliation!"

"I will avenge this revenge for you!!"

"None of the Great Xia royal family can escape my liquidation. Before long, the Central Plains will set off a new flame of revenge!"

He almost burst out these words from between his teeth, the harder he spoke, the more force he would cut his chest!

Blood flowed, instantly staining his clothes red.

This kind of self-mutilation, expressionless, seems to be alert to oneself, always remember this pain, and take responsibility for the relatives who were killed in the wilderness.

If Qin Yun was here, I'm afraid he would pay more attention to him. If he is so cruel to himself, what about his enemies?

Bang!

The dagger landed and rolled down the hill.

Yang Taian took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and suppressed the humiliation and anger.

At this time, the subordinates beside him rushed forward to help him stop the bleeding.

After about half a stick of incense, the wound healed, and the irritability he shouldn't have disappeared.

He stood facing the wind, and said coldly without turning his head: "No one came back?"

A man in black lowered his head and trembled: "No, no..."

"Old Lu, Yue Nu teamed up with the emperor to suppress and put him in prison, and the whole group was wiped out."

"Yue Nu has found her younger sister. According to the latest news, she has already entered the imperial palace. I estimate that there is a relationship with that little girl. The two may form a camp."

"Hehe..." Yang Taian sneered, his handsome face possessed a certain momentum.

Everyone around trembled.

"This is a great favor to Emperor Daxia."

"Uncles, you are right, you shouldn't force things you can't hold."

"Then... let's destroy it together." He said softly, with murderous aura in his eyes, extremely terrifying!

Everyone was stunned and did not dare to make a sound.

The little master has always been moody and would kill people at every turn. Everyone has an inescapable responsibility for this fiasco.

The place was dead silent.

Yang Tai'an said again: "All plans are cancelled, let's focus on finding the batch of ironware."

"The arsenal left by King Qing in the past is enough for the White Lotus Army."

"Huh?" Someone exclaimed.

"My lord, this is inappropriate. The Moon Slave's rebellion may leak the news, but it's still a..."

Pfft!

Yang Tai'an drew out the knife, and stabbed the man who spoke hard into the chest.

His face was in pain, his mouth was wide open, but he couldn't speak.

Yang Taian contemptuously withdrew his bloody hand: "What did I say, it's your turn to command?"

boom!

The man's body fell down, convulsed, and died in pain.

Seeing this, everyone's scalp is numb!

They knew, how could it be possible for the young master not to kill to vent his anger, how could it be impossible!

Although the young master is majestic and powerful, he has already developed a perverse and hostile side after years of dormancy, not to mention that the ancestral grave was thrown away by the opponent.

"Get to work right away."

"The exact location of the [-] weapons left behind by King Qing must be found within three months."

"Yue Nu is nothing, she is just a knife, not to mention her knowledge is extremely limited."

"Those who achieve great things will have to lick blood on the tip of a knife!"

"When I get up, it's time to turn the world upside down!"

The voice of desire, mixed with hatred, makes one's skin crawl.

His subordinates were all terrified and fearful.

"Yes Yes!"

"The subordinates will do it immediately."

"..."

Counting the time, eleven days have passed.

Qin Yun was not idle. He ran around the Firearms Research Institute, the Martial Arts Field, and the Tai Chi Hall all day long. It can be said that he was as busy as he could be.

At a certain juncture, everything is imaginary, and only fists are the last word.

If you lag behind, you will be beaten. As the soul of future generations, he deeply understands.

Therefore, strengthening the army and inventing thermal weapons became his top priority.

"one two Three……!"

"Three, two, one...!"

On the Qiyang martial arts arena, a very different scene was staged. Hundreds of Daxia soldiers were carrying heavy cross-country with their arms bare.