Han Diaosi was like a demon in broad daylight. He arrived behind a swordsman and slashed down with his finger. Then, with a flick of his thumb and middle finger, he peeled off half of the swordsman's skin. However, he did not kill the swordsman completely. His footsteps floated, allowing the swordsman to wobble and fall. The swordsman screamed at the top of his lungs. The human cat continued to move and hunt for rats. Not far away, Lu Song, who was carrying a quiver of arrows, saw this tragic scene and could not bear to see the swordsman suffer. He took out an arrow from his quiver and shot the swordsman to death. The corpse fell back with blood oozing out of his eyes.
Han Diaosi only had about seventy to eighty percent of the red string snakes left. They were as long as a whip. Once touched by it, it was fortunate that they only lost an arm or a leg. There were dozens of riders who were torn apart at the waist. Their armors were cut like thin paper.
Perhaps this demon who had destroyed a generation of Jianghu did not feel good enough. He separated several long snakes with his whip and whipped them wildly. A few feet away from Han Diaosi's center was hell on earth. No one could get close. After Wang Lin lost his arm, he gritted his teeth and bandaged it. He threw out his remaining hammer and it was smashed by the whip. The broken pieces of the hammer flew everywhere like a rainstorm. They were directly shot down by several armored riders around Han Diaosi. One of the pieces even returned. If Wang Lin did not quickly pull out his sword to block it after throwing the hammer, he would have been pierced through the chest and died. However, even though he blocked it, the power of the strike still caused Wang Lin to fall off his horse. Lu Song rode his horse over and bent down to grab Wang Lin's shoulder. He helped him onto his horse and the two of them became one.
The cavalrymen who were armed with crossbows were also rendered futile. There were a few times when they fired their arrows between the gaps of the battle formation, but they were like catkins that disturbed the enemy but did not harm them. Instead, they were absorbed by the Handiao Temple with the terrifying force of a whale swallowing them whole. It looked like they had been shot into a hedgehog, but in the blink of an eye, they were all shot back in the opposite direction. A circle of war cavalrymen was completely annihilated. Most of the crossbow arrows penetrated a person's body, but their momentum was still swift and violent.
Taking the head of a general in an army of millions had always been regarded as a preposterous talk. The Sword Emperor of Xishu who guarded the country for the Emperor could not do it. Before the fall of the country, the sword masters of the Dongyue Sword Pool of the older generation also could not do it. However, at this time, Han Diaosi was indeed in a place where there was no resistance. Lu Song and Wang Lin who led the troops and managed the army could be considered outstanding, but they really did not have the experience of thousands of people charging to kill one person. They could not come up with a perfect plan for the time being. They could only use the lives of their troops to fight the devil's internal energy. Fortunately, there were martial arts masters like Ren Shanyu who interspersed and supported Han Diaosi. Although Han Diaosi killed casually and leisurely, after all, he did not cause the morale of the two cavalry troops to collapse. Just by helping to stabilize the continuous offensive of the cavalry troops, more than eighty Beiliang men of sacrifice had already been reduced to half. Except for a few people, they were not Han Diaosi's match. Without exception, they were all killed. It had only been less than half an incense stick's time. Ren Shanyu's hair was disheveled. She was not at all charming and charming like when she was a bandit on the mountain. When she had time to catch her breath, she caught a glimpse of the white-haired young man who was far away from the storm. Women were fickle. Earlier, she admired the handsome Shizi's great achievement in saber skills. Now, she could not help but feel resentful. She resented him for not being a tyrant in Beiliang and provoking such a troublesome living king outside of their territory.
The reason why Ren Shanyu clenched her teeth and did not retreat was not that she was risking her life to win some favor. Instead, it was because Hsu Fengnian's personal servant, the green-clothed woman, was holding a red spear and looking for Han Diaosi to fight to the death. That woman was unafraid of death. Under the shadow of Beiliang, Ren Shanyu, whose life was as fragile as paper, did not dare to retreat even if she was extremely timid. If a general retreated after a fight to the death, even a lowly soldier could be killed.
After the green-clothed woman joined the battle, she did not blindly kill with brute force. Instead, she retreated several feet away after she missed her target. Everyone was amazed by her spear art. They did not notice that her lips moved slightly to swallow blood time and time again.
Ren Shanyu took a deep breath, calmed herself down, then gave a glance to a few familiar guards around her. Next, they formed a triangle and broke into the battle formation.
Han Diaosi held a head with one hand, pulled the head out of the body and threw it backward, smashing one of Ren Shanyu's broad axes into pieces. The woman coughed out a mouthful of blood and kneeled on the ground, covering her mouth with both hands. Blood was dripping down from between her fingers.
Some cavalry commanders fought to the death first, while the other two groups of cavalrymen died one after another.
Four hundred died.
Nearly half an hour had passed. Han Diaosi lowered his head and glanced at the few red whips, which were not as magnificent as the first one.
Outside Kui Gate Pass in the Western Region, Han Shengxuan was trapped in one of the three battles. He didn't make it to the crucial Iron Gate Pass. He didn't spend too much time fighting against the three-thousand elite cavalrymen led by Wang Zhi. Instead, he directly broke through the thick battle formation and headed west. Still, he didn't make it in time to save the prince Zhao Kai. In the view of this former Head of the Ceremony Directorate, if the young master wanted to sit on the dragon throne, as a servant, he had to step back step by step. First, he had to hand over the Head Eunuch, and then gradually retreat behind the scenes. From a person with power that could overturn the world, he had to become a living dead, obediently hiding in the shadows behind the scenes, and then die in front of the current Emperor. He guarded the Zhao Family, and caught countless rats during and after the Spring and Autumn Period. Other than the Red Armors, there was also a secret Celestial State being, who was later made into the Golden Armors. As for the level-one Vajra Finger, there were over ten of them. They were called 'devils', and Han Shengxuan deserved to be called 'devils'. If Huang Sanjia and Xu Xiao joined hands and destroyed the Spring and Autumn Period, then Han Shengxuan's assassination and Xu Xiao's' stepping into the martial world 'destroyed the martial world together. Han Shengxuan knew that he was foolishly loyal to the Zhao Family, and he never regretted it.
Han Diaosi threw out all the long whips he had. The whips sounded like firecrackers, and were as powerful as serpents swimming in the river. Another rain of blood started.
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