The setting sun is like blood,

The whole world was shrouded in blood. Zhang Xiaodao sat in the snow, with his hands struggling to support his body. His hands seemed to be not supporting the snow, but the pool of blood.

"Cough, cough!" His throat initially gave a dry and light cough, and then began to be violent, his body arched into a shrimp-shaped shape, and his whole body trembled.

After the Tower of Tongtian, the battle with Tuobalie was Zhang Xiaodao's most difficult battle recently. His mind is blank now. He has no memories, but he is just suffering from the pain after the battle.

The old green niu stood by him silently, with a serious expression and no hippie smile.

Zhang Xiaodao coughed for a long time, and finally felt that he had returned to the world. He sat upright and looked at Lao Qingniu and said, "It is said that beauty is in trouble. You are also worth fighting between two men. Do you think you are the most awesome in the world now?"

Lao Qingniu did not roll his eyes, but just leaned down slightly and signaled Zhang Xiaodao to sit on.

Luoxue Long Sword penetrated deeply into the ground. Zhang Xiaodao struggled to support his broken body. He looked at the cliff not far away. He was not interested in going down to see if Shi Tou Face died, like a powerless pug lying on the old green cow.

The old Qingniu looked at the exit of Qingmingxia and prepared to return.

At this time, the brothers of the Pioneer Camp had already entered the deep forest, and there was no one around Zhang Xiaodao, and the two of them walked out of the forest leisurely.

These two people are tall and short, one is fat and one is thin.

Just by looking at the clothes, you can tell that these two people belong to the rebels.

Before the previous battle ended, both sides had a tacit understanding of the choice to avoid the battlefield between Zhang Xiaodao and Tuobalie. At this time, the war was over, so naturally someone came to kill people.

"The top ten kings of the Xiajun are ranked tenth, Ren Song."

"The top ten King Kongs of the Xiajun are ranked ninth, Ding Chang."

Zhang Xiaodao looked at the two of them for no reason, barely straightened his body, and said, "There is still a saying of reporting to each other on the battlefield?"

Ren Song was tall and thin. There was no trace of emotion on his face, and he said calmly: "We must maintain respect for the strong."

"Get away quickly, it's the best respect for me."

Ding Chang, who is slightly fat but in fact extremely strong, said: "It is our choice to kill you with respect."

Zhang Xiaodao laughed out loud: "Haha."

The two looked at each other, looking at the shocking battlefield in front of them, and realized that even though Zhang Xiaodao was already at the end of his strength, he was extremely powerful and put away his slightest desire.

Zhang Xiaodao whispered: "Since you realize that I am very weak now, my comrades cannot notice it. I am afraid that at this time, you are already surrounded and unaware of it."

Ren Song said: "Don't talk much, let's do it."

Seeing that the two of them were about to make some moves, Zhang Xiaodao immediately roared: "Wait a minute."

As the two of them calmed down, Zhang Xiaodao asked delayed the time: "What are the top ten kings?"

"Of course they are the top ten masters of our Xiajun."

Zhang Xiaodao immediately exclaimed: "So he is a master."

The two of them didn't know what Zhang Xiaodao meant, but they realized that Zhang Xiaodao was deliberately delaying time and taking steps.

Zhang Xiaodao's left ear moved slightly, as if he found that there were no brothers in the surrounding town, but he no longer looked kind. Instead, he mocked: "Are you funny guys sent by monkeys?"

Of course, the two of them didn't understand the new words "心" like funny.

Zhang Xiaodao said: "Do you really think you are a master? If I am not seriously injured now, I can kill you and raise my fingers."

Ren Song said angrily: "Speak wildly."

Zhang Xiaodao did not answer, and the old Qingniu understood it. He spread his hooves and escaped in the opposite direction of the two.

The two of them sneered, and followed closely with their body movements, but were shocked to find out why the old green bull ran so fast, and was as if he was walking on flat ground in such a complex terrain.

Zhang Xiaodao was not afraid of the two of them. He estimated that even if he wanted to kill them now, it would not be very difficult for him to escape. The reason for escaping was because he did not want to be injured, because the decisive battle had not yet come.

As they galloped all the way, the two of them became more and more depressed. They were caught by the two of them and had a good opportunity to kill Zhang Xiaodao, but they were delayed by some useless words. This should not have existed in the warriors. Perhaps it was just that they were praised too much after they arrived at the Shijun, and now they have developed a self-controlled style of conduct.

Zhang Xiaodao, who was running in the wilderness, would never hold his own identity. The old Qingniu naturally knew the situation at this time, but for some reason it stopped.

Zhang Xiaodao asked in confusion: "Our people have not arrived yet, what are you going to do?"

Lao Qingniu rolled his eyes, which naturally meant to protect Zhang Xiaodao.

Zhang Xiaodao was even more puzzled, but the old green cow raised the cow's hooves.

When the cow hoofs lifted, Ren Song and Ding Chang seemed to have an unknown premonition. As soon as they stopped, they saw the ordinary hoof falling on the ground.

Zhang Xiaodao looked stunned. Thousand layers of snow on the ground suddenly floated under this hoof. Suddenly, the snow in the forest was storm and the old green cow breathed a sigh of relief.

This breath sank into the forest where the wind and snow were mixed, as if it was like throwing a dry firewood into a fire.

The wind turns into a blade, and the snow turns into a sword!

The vision in front of them made Ren Song and Ding Chang's eyes reveal solemnity, and their vitality burst out from their bodies, but it was quickly cut. They couldn't believe it, but the robe they were wearing was already full of holes in the next moment.

At this time, a Taoist priest with fairy spirit and Taoism came from the forest.

Zhang Xiaodao saw that he was already in his heart, but he still looked at Lao Qingniu in surprise and smiled bitterly.

He always regarded Lao Qingniu as his friend. Although it was a friend, Lao Qingniu was just a cow after all, and Zhang Xiaodao never expected it to help him.

But he forgot that the ancestor of the old green bull was called Kui Niu, after all, it was a rare spiritual beast in the world.

Chen Yuxiang came to Zhang Xiaodao and exclaimed: "What awesome."

Zhang Xiaodao used all his strength to pat the old Qingniu on the head and said, "You said you were so powerful, so I'll run wild?"

The old Qingniu looked aggrieved and thought that fighting would be boring. If it weren't for the fact that Chen Yuxiang came here, it would be too lazy to run away, so how could it be?

The vision in the forest dissipated at this time, and Ren Song and Ding Chang stood in the snow like beggars. The two showed anger on their faces and were insulted in their hearts.

None of Zhang Xiaodao and Chen Yuxiang looked at them with a look. Chen Yuxiang said, "Your Highness wants me to take you back, something happened outside."

When Tuobalien came here, it proved that many people would come here. Zhang Xiaodao nodded, knowing that the condition in his body was not showing off at all.

"Then let's go."

"kindness."

After talking, the two walked forward, and ahead were two of the so-called ten Vajras.

The two of them looked red and ready to go. Chen Yuxiang glanced at them lightly, raised his right hand, and gently tapped them.

The two of them immediately vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Zhang Xiaodao smiled bitterly and said, "If this was the so-called master of the Xiajun, then the prosperous Tang Dynasty would not face any resistance. I am very happy."

The two kneeling in the snow showed despair at this time. Chen Yuxiang nodded and said, "It's okay, of course it's much worse than a monster like you." Then he took a random stroke.

A bloodline appeared on Ren Song and Ding Chang's necks, and they fell softly into the snow.

Chen Yuxiang and Zhang Xiaodao passed their bodies lightly and rushed to the army camp outside Qingming Gorge.

As night falls, the stars embellish the night sky, like a beautiful painting.

Zhang Xiaodao, who had successfully returned to the military camp, woke up after a sleep, due to the pain of the trauma in his body. The first thing he did after waking up was naturally to eat. But after the wind blew the clouds, he raised his eyebrows.

The drum sound outside the battalion commander became more and more rapid. Zhang Xiaodao knew that this was the charge horn sounded by Tang Qinian, so he couldn't help but wrap a cotton coat and walked out of the military camp.

The cold wind was cold, and Zhang Xiaodao walked through the military camp gathering place, found that everyone had stopped what they were doing and looked at Qingming Gorge.

He walked out of the military camp, and Lao Qingniu came to his side consciously and carried him all the way to Tang Qinian.

At the entrance of Qingming Gorge, Tang Qinian's face was extremely pale, and snowflakes fell on his hair, almost the same as his face.

Zhang Xiaodao walked to him and looked at Tang Qinian waving the drumsticks. Naturally, he also saw the blood stains on the drumsticks. With his violent movements, the drum face dyed red.

Zhang Xiaodao did not speak, turned over and fell from the old green bull's back, sat cross-legged beside Tang Qinian, listening to the drum sound that seemed to be able to knock on his heart, and looking into the distance.

On the south side of Qingming Gorge, Xu Changsheng was running like a wolf dog. His shoes with his toes finally made a torn sound under the vigorous movement.

Xu Changsheng didn't care because he was surrounded by his comrades, and all the enemies were killed by the sword. With the violent sound of drum beats, he was the first to climb to the high slope on the south side of the canyon.

Then he opened the wooden box that he had been carrying behind him, took out a long stick, hung a flag, and inserted it into the snow.

The forest boiled in an instant, and the bright red flag of the Ching character danced in the wind!

People in the distance saw the flags on high places, and the soldiers in the army camp began to turn red. With a heavy drum beat from Tang Qinian, the 30,000-strong army expressed their highest respect to the soldiers on the south side of Qingming Gorge, which was a roar.

There was no words in the roar, but after the sound rang through the world, it hit people's hearts like a heavy hammer.

Zhang Xiaodao grinned and looked at the north side of Qingming Gorge. He knew that Bai Sheng was naturally not too far from Shengli.

Tang Qinian put down the drumstick and rested for a while, looked at Zhang Xiaodao beside him and asked, "I heard that you killed the Holy Son of the Great Wilderness?"

"Yes." Zhang Xiaodao's expression was dull.

Tang Qinian pointed at the distant Dading Mountain with a bloody drumstick and said, "I will let that mountain hear the drum sound!"

Zhang Xiaodao smiled and said, "Then what am I going to do?"

"You go and kill someone!" Tang Qinian said affirmatively. (To be continued...)
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