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Chapter 41 The White Horse Is Still Here(2/2)

"Kill the White Armor General and go back to find Khan to receive the reward!"

"Kill!"

Hundreds of iron cavalry gathered around him, shouting loudly, running towards Qin Zichuan and then slapping up.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

Qin Zichuan held the Fang Tian Painted Riven in his hand and kept waving.

Fang Tian Painted Ridge carries a bloodthirsty light, and every time it dances, blood will be seen.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Zichuan killed several Turkic Iron Cavalry.

But he was seriously injured. Every time he exerted force, he felt a heart-wrenching pain, which deeply stimulated his nerves.

The wounds that had not yet healed were torn apart again, and blood instantly poured out.

He was suddenly bleeding.

The hot blood dyed the red rabbit horse red, and along his boots, it scattered on the land of Dingzhou.

"kill!"

"The White Armor General is almost out of reach!"

"Kill!"

The Turkic cavalry roared and kept waving the scimitar in his hand.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

The Fang Tian Painted Ridge in Qin Zichuan's hand immediately killed a Turkic Miscellaneous opposite.

But the countless Turkic scimitars around him also fell on his back.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, his red-colored white armor was cut off directly by the Turkic scimitar.

The white armor fell to the ground, and the black hair flew.

"ah!"

Qin Zichuan roared to the sky.

He was covered in blood and had a hideous face, like a demon from hell.

...

"Report to the general, a large number of Turkic cavalry were gathering in the direction of Dingzhou!"

The scout suddenly came to report.

Listening to the shouts of killing coming from the wind and smelling the strong smell of blood, Li Shengnan's little heart suddenly felt ache.

"The White Armored General must be right in front!"

Li Shengnan shouted, and kept slapping the sitting war horse.

She wanted to be faster, and faster.

...

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

Qin Zichuan was like crazy, constantly waving the Fang Tian Painted Ridge in his hand, reaping the lives of the Turkic Iron Cavalry.
Chapter completed!
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