After nearly a hundred moves, no one took advantage of them. He Lianpeng's eyes sank, and his powerful internal force was applied to Ye Li with one palm. Ye Li saw the opportunity faster. He drew a sharp blade from his left sleeve and stabbed him into his abdomen without hesitation. At the same time, he sidestepped to avoid the palm power of he Lianpeng. He Lianpeng wanted to hurt Ye Li, but he ignored Ye Li's dagger. Abdominal pain at the same time, palm power also hit Ye Li. Although Ye Li stepped aside, he still suffered a trace of internal injury. Turn back, draw back the dagger, and go back quickly.
As soon as Ye Li's dagger was drawn out, he Lianpeng found it bad. Ye Li's dagger is specially made to release the army saber. There is a blood trough in the middle. Once it is stabbed on the body, it will not stop bleeding. The last time he Lianpeng injured his arm, he sustained a lot of injuries, not to mention his abdomen. However, he Lianpeng knew that he was not lucky enough to fall into the hands of Mo xiuyao. As long as Ye Li could be killed or seriously injured, how could he even bleed to death?
Ye Li retreated and stood for a distance, and a trace of red blood came out of the corner of his lips. Looking at helianpeng standing on the spot with a long knife, the blood in his abdomen ran through. Ye Li wiped the blood on his lips and said, "general Helian, please accept."
He Lianpeng sneered and threw a long knife at Ye Li. Ye Li's eyes flashed, and the cold light of the short blade of his right hand flashed like a white rainbow passing by helianpeng. Two people only a moment of staggered, and far apart. Ye Li turns back, on the other side, he Lianpeng has fallen silent, but there is a long and thin bloodstain on his throat slowly blooming.
"Peng ER!" He Lian really hissed and said that although he was only his adopted son, he was brought up since childhood. What's more, he Lianzhen has no offspring, and he Lianpeng is no different from his own son. In this world, except yeluno, helianzhen's most important person is he Lianpeng. At this time, it was sad to see him die in Ye Li's hands. He fell down on he Lianpeng and cried bitterly. He raised his head and glared at Ye Li.
Ye Li wiped the blood on the dagger and went back to Mo xiuyao. Mo xiuyao felt relieved when he saw that her injury was not serious.
As soon as they met, the Beirong army lost helianpeng, the highest martial arts player in the army. This made the morale of Beirong army even worse. Yeluno frustrated to look around the officers and men, helpless smile. At this time, the fog around had been gradually dispersed, and there were black and oppressive Mohist soldiers in all directions. In such a situation, let alone rush out, for fear that they will not be able to act rashly.
"If I lose, what does the king want?" Yeluno closed his eyes and said coldly.
Mo xiuyao said with a smile: "what does the king want? Don't the general of Helian know?"
Hearing this, he Lianpeng's face changed greatly, "Mo Xiu Yao! You… " He Lianpeng can't help but think of the two fires 19 years ago. One was in huifenggu, where he watched countless Mohist troops die in the fire. One was in Guichou Valley, where both Mohist army and Beirong were injured. Mo xiuyao was seriously injured and almost died. Beirong was badly injured and almost collapsed. But now Mo xiuyao thought
"King Ding, your highness seven has admitted defeat!" Helian is really proud. He can't say the word surrender. He can only say that according to yeluno, he means to admit defeat.
"So what?" Mo xiuyao raised his eyebrows and said, "the king has been waiting for this day for nineteen years just to be in the valley of return wind To commemorate the spirit of the Mohist army. So All Beirong people who set foot in the territory of Da Chu must die
How could yeluno not understand the meaning of Mo Xiu Yao after their conversation. Mo xiuyao wanted to burn all of them in Huifeng Valley to avenge the Mohist army who died here in vain more than ten years ago. Yeluno only felt some pain in his throat. He took a step forward and gritted his teeth and said, "King Ding, I am defeated. I will let him deal with it regardless of his life or death. However, he also asked the king to let go of these soldiers. They are all obedient. "
After Mo xiuyao's death, Feng Zhiyao sneered and said, "the prince Yelv means that those people behind you have not slaughtered the innocent people in the Central Plains of China?" Yeluno was speechless, and the northern part of great Chu was flooded with blood, and more of them were the lives of ordinary people in Dachu. As a result, the whole north is empty. Under such circumstances, yeluno is unable to sophisticate in any case.
Mo xiuyao, with a cold smile, raised his hand and said, "shoot the arrow!"
All around, the Mohist army arched neatly, and for a moment the arrows were like rain.
"Mo xiuyao, you deceive people too much!" "Come out!" he roared
A trapped animal is still fighting, let alone a man. Although these Beirong generals and men were tired and weak for a long time, they could not help fighting in the face of life and death. One by one, almost red eyes, rushed out in the direction of the north.
Looking at the movement of Beirong army, Mo xiuyao's lips sparked a cold smile. Feng Zhiyao waved the black flag in his hand, and the officers and men of the Mohist army fought back. However, there was a gap left in the northwest direction for the Beirong remnant soldiers to pass through.
Mo xiuyao and others did not catch up, but stood there calmly looking at the far away direction of the Beirong remnant soldiers.
"Boom In the northwest direction, the red light suddenly soared to the sky, and almost half of the sky was red in a moment. Faint, innumerable howling voice from the northwest direction, almost unbearable to hear.Ye Li stood beside Mo xiuyao in silence. After all, he closed his eyes and raised his hand to cover Mo Xiaobao's ears. Mo Xiaobao was not willing to take Ye Li's hand. Although the screams were also scared in his ears, he knew that the father was taking revenge for the Mohist army and uncle who had died before. Children are always naive and cruel, only absolute right and wrong in their eyes. Since it is right, there is no need to fear or even pity.
Feng Zhiyao silently looks at the red light in the distance. He was also involved in the war more than ten years ago. Although he did not catch up with huifenggu, when he and Mo xiuyao arrived, they still saw the tragic situation of those soldiers who died in huifenggu. No, they can't even be called war dead. They died in vain.
Like Mo xiuyao, Feng Zhiyao has never forgotten for 19 years. It's like these dead Mohist army heroes never rest. Up to now, 200000 troops have been stationed in the north to offer sacrifices to the soul of the Mohist army.
May the spirit rest in peace!
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