end of days

The hunting wind is blowing, and the huge battlefield is full of chills.

The army was waiting in full force, the wind flapped the flags, and occasionally there was a crisp sound of "pop", but it made the surrounding atmosphere even more solemn.

Zhuo Ran was dressed in silver armor and held a red-tasseled spear in one hand. He stepped onto the high platform steadily, and every step landed with a sound.

His eyes wandered past, and all he saw were the resolute expressions of the soldiers.

"Soldiers—" The shout filled with internal strength almost resounded through the sky, as clear as if the speaker was right next to everyone's ears.

"Now it's time for a decisive battle—my son of the Xuanyuan Clan was wounded on the battlefield and moved to Shuoshui Town, disregarding the safety of the dragon's body for the sake of the people of the world. If there is a king like this, what more can I ask for!"

The sonorous sound of every word is like the sound of bells and drums, and the eyes of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers under the stage are full of brilliance.

"The current battle is about the vitality of the Xuanyuan Dynasty! It's about the blessings of the people in the world! It's about your parents, wives, teachers, students, and neighbors—if you don't fight now, when will you wait—you don't use it now, let alone When will it be—!!"

Qingyue's voice was like the sunlight at dawn piercing through the darkness instantly. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers raised their chests and raised their heads when they heard the words.

Duh - pop -

"Fight for our celestial dynasty, raise our national prestige!!" As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his silver gun, and the audience erupted in a thunderous cry, and finally it became a single word——

"—Fight! Fight! Fight!!!"

The sound of the horn sounded, and tens of thousands of fine riders passed by. At that moment, even the ground began to tremble. Seeing the army that was no longer dejected yesterday, Zhuo Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment his wrist was pinched, and when he looked back suddenly, his expression was astonishing. Some gloomy clouds.

"Master..." For some reason, Zhuo Ran's eyes dodged a little, and his face seemed to be much paler than before.

"Nonsense! What kind of body are you now, to consume so much energy?" Apparently, Zhuo Ran had easily suppressed the roar of hundreds of thousands of troops at the cost of overdrawing his internal strength. Originally, Yun Yi stayed in the camp to prevent His behavior, in the end, he still insisted on going his own way!

Seeing the clear anger in Yun Yi's eyes, Zhuo Ran sighed.

"Master, you understand, other than this, I have no other way..." Compared with the whole world, mere excellence is nothing.

Of course Yun Yi understood Zhuo Ran's thoughts, but he was always reluctant to let go of his behavior of not caring about himself, he hesitated to speak a few times, and finally waved his hand in compromise.

Handing over a jade bottle, Yun Yi left the high platform with only one sentence "I'll do it for myself".

Today is the period of decisive battle, they have to do - there are many more.

Pulling out the cork, Zhuo Ran's nose smelled a burst of medicinal fragrance. He looked at the small jade bottle in his hand with some surprise, and Zhuo Ran looked at the direction Yun Yi was leaving with a grateful look.

"Nine Turns Pill", the supreme treasure of the master's sect, is extremely difficult to refine, and now the master has easily given himself a whole bottle, which is enough for his physical strength to last through the entire war.

He poured out a crimson pill and swallowed it in one gulp. After circulating his internal energy, Zhuo Ran felt that he was much more energetic. He turned around and walked off the high platform. Zhuo Ran jumped on his horse, leaving only a well-made red-tasseled spear behind him.

Spear is the king of weapons, Zhuo Ran only picked up the silver spear chosen by Xuanyuanhen to boost morale to the greatest extent, but for his martial arts skills, light and agile weapons are the most suitable for galloping on the battlefield.

With a wave of the long whip in his hand, with a sound of "pa", Zhuo Ran rode his horse towards the front of the formation.

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Looking at the Xuanyuan army whose morale had been boosted overnight with a livid face, Tuoba Hongxi's eyes almost burst into flames. Xuanyuanhen was seriously injured by accident earlier, and he thought that taking this opportunity to fight back with all his strength would catch the opponent by surprise. Unexpectedly, things backfired, and the situation on the battlefield was almost overwhelming.

"Damn—" When Zhuo Ran's graceful posture in silver armor suddenly entered Tuoba Hongxi's sight, his anger became even worse.

Why!Why is this person still able to kill the enemy so calmly!

The pitch-black long whip swept across the field, wrapping around the opponent's weapon and even the neck like a snake, blood splashed in an instant, the toes flew up, and the whip passed through the air again, and the people around It was swept away by the powerful force on the long whip.

With the passage of time, Zhuo Ran became more and more courageous in the battle, and the blood splashed on the armor unknowingly gave people the illusion that this thin but powerful man was not a human being, but a hunting leopard, with a ruthless and precise blow Hunting, all these made Tuoba Hongxi's fist tighter and tighter.

He could see the importance of Xuanyuan Hen to Zhuo Ran, and never thought that Zhuo Ran would take over the position of Xuanyuan Hen's coach, command the entire army to attack in an orderly manner, and even miraculously stimulated the morale of the soldiers.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.The morale raised by one's own side because of the injury of the opposing emperor was gradually replaced by disappointment, but the opponent was approaching steadily and fighting spirit became stronger.

Unable to bear to sit back and watch the battle any longer, Tuoba Hongxi took his weapon, jumped on his horse, and went towards Zhuoer.

As the monarch of Xidi, Tuoba Hongxi is naturally not weak in force. With a trident in his hand, he has already dismounted the person blocking the way while waving it.

He wants to kill his opponent with his own hands, and Zhuo Ran has offended him to the greatest extent!

Standing upright on the horse's back, Tuoba Hongxi held the rein in one hand and the halberd in the other, aiming at Zhuoran's pulsating chest.

Cutting open the thin and thin chest, blood spurted out, and the heart was still beating... Thinking of such a beautiful scene, Tuoba Hongxi couldn't help stretching out his scarlet tongue and licking his chapped lips lightly, with a flash of light in his eyes And pass.

Zhuo Ran saw Xidi's king at a glance, and also clearly saw the look in the other party's eyes, and the disgust broke through his heart in an instant-it was that look again!

The bloodthirsty gaze like a wild beast in the dungeon, he does not care about life and death, he just likes to watch the blood flow through his skin, and then he will feel a cruel pleasure in his heart... Zhuo Ran can understand what Tuoba Hongxi is thinking at this time almost without thinking , That kind of look is his unique look when he sees blood and gets excited.

His eyes turned cold instantly, Zhuo Ran stared closely at Tuoba Hongxi who was getting closer, and had already made up his mind to meet this Lord Xidi for a while.

One was because of the humiliation in the dungeon, and the other was because of Tuoba Hongxi's killing move against Xuanyuanhen the day before.

With a flick of the long whip, Zhuo Ran flew up to meet him, and a clever whip wrapped around the halberd in Tuoba Hongxi's hand.

With force on his arm, Zhuo Ran wanted to hand over the weapon in the opponent's hand, but Tuoba Hongxi held on to the end of the halberd just as he was about to release it, and tried to get out of the shackles of the long halberd with a flick of his wrist. Seeing this, Zhuo Ran smiled slightly , with a slight force in his hand, the whip wrapped around the halberd a few more times.Mi Yu/Yin Yintang saw that the weapon was about to leave his hand, Tuoba Hongxi turned his eyes, and instead of dragging, he grabbed the trident and pushed forward to meet Zhuoran, seeing that the sharp point was about to pierce the blood vessel With a slightly beating neck, Zhuo Ran slammed back to avoid the sharp edge, followed by a spin and jumped straight up, just landing behind Tuoba Hongxi.

With a flick of the long whip, the tightly wound iron halberd flew into the air. Tuoba Hongxi couldn't help looking at his hands in annoyance, his eyes were red.

Being disarmed in public, what a provocation this was to the savage and brutal Tuoba Hongxi, he immediately drew out his close-fitting scimitar and rushed straight at Zhuo Ran.

Tuoba Hongxi lacked internal strength, but holding a machete in his hand was quite powerful, Zhuo Ran was a little surprised when he saw that he was able to dance the saber perfectly, and couldn't find a flaw for a while.

However, martial arts in the world are always changing, and there are flaws in every move.

While resisting Tuoba Hongxi's attack, Zhuo Ran kept his eyes on the opponent's moves. The sword technique used by the Lord of Xidi was very exquisite, and Zhuo Ran didn't want to spend too much time on the sword technique itself.

The biggest flaw was actually Tuoba Hongxi himself.

The exquisite sword technique may be able to restrain people whose martial arts are inferior to him or even slightly stronger than him, but when facing an enemy who is a hundred times stronger than him, Tuoba Hongxi's internal strength has become the biggest limitation.

Not being fascinated by appearances, Zhuo Ran was about to break the opponent's foundation with one move.

The long whip used almost [-]% of its internal strength, and it went towards Tuoba Hongxi like a mountain pressing down on it. One move - it was a shock.

With a crisp sound of "ding", the scimitar in Tuoba Hongxi's hand was broken inch by inch, and even he himself was thrown several feet away by the air wave brought up by the long whip.