On the banks of the Eguna River, Shanyu's army was like a dark cloud covering the stretches of rivers and grasslands. Military flags were placed all over the tents for days on end, evil spirits were rising into the sky, and bloody winds were flowing. Behind the iron curtain of the numerous fortifications, in the center of the army's encampment, the king's tent

In front of the main camp, a square racecourse was opened like a military platform.

As the fleeing soldiers and horses from all directions came back to rendezvous, another batch of captured defeated Northern Expedition troops were assembled and escorted to the field one after another. Thousands of vassal soldiers who had been stripped of their armor and all injured sat slumped

On the ground, surrounded by Hulu cavalry wearing armor and holding knives and strong bows. Not to mention that they were already cold, tired, exhausted, hungry and thirsty, not far away there were several Nascent Souls who were releasing their momentum and transforming into gods.

The monk looked at it and was really helpless to resist.

A three-foot-tall giant with tattoos on his bare chest came out carrying a handful of bamboo poles and military flags, threw them into the field, and roared loudly in Chinese, "Those who wish to surrender, come and break the knot! Just like them!"

So the indifferent vassal soldiers turned their heads and saw several Yuanying vassal generals walking out with their heads lowered, taking a broken bamboo pole from a pile on the ground, and then holding the broken bamboo in their hands, they walked to the flag of King Tuqi.

He knelt down outside the big tent and prostrated himself on the ground.

Then a few slaves came out from the king's tent, holding scimitars to shave off their hair. They tied the hemp ropes around their necks and led them away like sheep.

Then the giant pointed to the river again, "Or just like them!"

Beside the river were piles of the defeated troops of the Northern Expedition who had been mass-processed into a hill. The monsters of the evil sect and the monks of the heretical sect were laughingly collecting materials, selecting the useful materials for practicing alchemy, and throwing the useless ones to the surrounding people.

These grotesque beasts devoured them, but most of the soldiers simply chopped them down, leaving only skulls piled up in the palace. The generals and lieutenants were more miserable.

It was peeled off and made of grass, strung on a flagpole and left standing for vultures and wild crows to peck at.

"Bah! Hu..." A captain was shot in the throat by an arrow after he cursed half a word. He fell to the ground and coughed up blood.

The tall soldiers wearing heavy armor crashed into the crowd, swung the iron rods to scatter the defeated soldiers, skewered the captain with iron hooks, and dragged him away bloody.

"Don't worry! Come one by one!" The giant roared, waving his long sword, and pointed at the officials one by one first, "You!"

The ones being pointed at were also Nascent Soul realm generals, but the truly powerful Martial Gods must have died in the battle at that time. Most of these Nascent Souls who used fake elixirs were disciples of powerful families, and they were captured after being defeated for a month and have long since disappeared.

Integrity, he knelt on the ground and cried and begged,

"I, my family is rich, please write me a letter, please, please sir, let me redeem my life..."

The giant was used to this kind of thing, so he put the knife on his shoulder and said, "You can redeem it. I don't want gold or silver. I want to break the knot for the sword, armor, cattle, sheep, and cloth!"

"No, don't shave your head! If I become a slave, I can't go back to the Central Plains! I, I can serve Shanyu! By the way! Do you want to wipe out Shuofang's army? I can surrender! I know their Jiedu envoy Zhang

Ji’s flaw! I am useful to Shanyu!”

The giant turned to look at the king's tent and nodded, "Then go ahead."

"Thank you, thank you! Thank you, sir!"

But before the general could get up while crying, two soldiers suddenly rushed up from behind him. One bit off his throat, and the other drew a knife and strangled his abdomen, killing the general on the spot.

"Asshole!"

The giant was furious, drew his sword and cut into four parts, including the general and the soldier.

The remaining vassal soldier ducked to avoid the blade, suddenly burst out with strength, as fast as a violent wind, rushed straight to the giant's crotch, and stabbed his crotch with the backhand dagger!

However, the adamantine dagger actually felt like it was piercing an iron plate, and it was blocked with a loud sound!

The giant made up for it with a kick that knocked out the feudal soldier like a broken water bag.

Before the soldier fell to the ground with blood spurting from his mouth, his neck was pinched, and a fat bald man lifted it up in the air. He took off his head and opened his mouth to suck it.

From the mouth and nose of the vassal soldier, there were five haloes of light, mixed with blood, which was sucked into the mouth of the fat bald man as if his soul had left the body, and the whole skin was as old and shriveled as dead wood.

The giant turned his head to look, and immediately pressed his chest and saluted, "Prime Minister Zuo!"

"Falcon from Shuofang, sneak in and find Da Shanyu." The fat bald man threw the mummy on the ground, then glanced at it and pointed, "That one too."

A young man immediately jumped out from the crowd and ran away quickly.

"Catch him!" the giant roared.

The cavalry around them shot down a large group of wounded soldiers with random arrows. But the young man's legs and feet were very fast, and he obviously had some special skills. He dodged back and forth, and even got directly under the horses' hooves, and quickly rushed out of the crowd.

"Get out of the way!" The giant roared and leaped forward, raised his saber and made a horizontal slash. The sword cut over a large piece of fence antlers, and even killed two cavalrymen who could not dodge, sweeping out a clearing.

Although the young man fell to the ground in an emergency and dodged the knife, his body was exposed. Just as he saw the giant, he jumped and slashed at his neck with the knife!

In an instant, the silver flower spun around, and after a soft tinkling sound, the hot blood sprayed onto the young man's head and face.

He opened his eyes and saw that the giant sweaty Hulu had disappeared. No, he was cut in half with a sword in mid-air. His upper body flew out and his lower body fell in front of him. His blood seemed to pour down.

The heavy rain turned the young feudal soldier into a red man.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

This 'Shoukata's Hayabusa' had no idea how he survived this sword attack, but there was no need to think about it. Although he was young, he was battle-hardened. His body subconsciously reacted by rapidly inflating his abdomen and taking a deep breath.

Three times, he jumped up like a rabbit in flight and immediately sprinted outside the camp.

To his surprise, no one was chasing after him. Instead, the Hulu soldiers in front of him occasionally tried to block his way, and they would be cut in half with a flash of silver light.

So the young man also realized that there was an expert protecting him secretly. He ran all the way and rushed out of the camp. He saw a thin-faced young Taoist priest wearing a black robe and carrying a big gourd on his back.

Jianjue sat on a flying tiger with wings, smiling and waving to himself.

The young man ran over and bowed with his fists clasped, "Please tell the immortal to inform Shuofang's army! The Chanyu is not in the camp! If you want to break out of the encirclement, start here..."

The Taoist priest waved his hand, jumped off the flying tiger, smiled at him and said, "I know, Qiongqi will lend it to you, and you can go and answer the letter yourself. I'll be there soon."

The young man was stunned, but before he could speak, Qiongqi was so impatient that he took his collar and threw it behind his back, spread his wings, and rushed into the sky.

So Li Fan put his hands behind his back, turned around, and counted a bunch of people who appeared at the gate of the camp.

Two transformed gods, twenty Nascent Souls, oh~~ one life per life, just right.

But after all, Li Fan came to challenge alone, so not all the masters in the army gathered. King Tu Qi squatted in the camp and did not show up. The fat bald man in red, Prime Minister Zuo who was in the realm of gods, probably brought several of his troops with him.

A shaman and a casual cultivator came out to fight.

At this time, Prime Minister Zuo stared at Li Fan, frowning, "Who is your Majesty?"

Li Fan shook the bag on his waist and said, "You are waiting for him, right?"

Seeing the head rolling out, Prime Minister Zuo and all the Nascent Souls immediately changed their expressions.

"Right Prime Minister!" "Bold!" "Seeking death!"

"Okay, okay, stop talking rubbish and let the drama continue endlessly. Come on! Let's be quick!"

Li Fan took out a writing brush from his arms, stained with the blood of the right prime minister on the flag, and read while writing,

"I, Li Qingyue, a disciple of Mozhu Mountain, have killed the right prime minister of the Xianbei royal court, and now I am holding a massacre. All the monks under the Xianbei Great Chan Yu's account can participate, and they will fight to the death. I would like to inform you that everyone is welcome to sign up...

Well, I am also bilingual, so that’s considerate enough! There can’t be anyone who is short-sighted and can’t understand, right? Let’s go!”

Li Fan waved his hand, and the flag covered the clouds and the sun, blocking out the heaven and earth.

Seeing that it worked, Li Fan almost laughed so hard, "Oh, hehe! Come on, come on! Let's start, hurry up!"

Prime Minister Zuo's eyes almost bulged out, "A murder? A man came here to kill? Are you really looking for death??"

"I'm not looking for death, but I'm looking for you! Let dad love your mother!"

Li Fan expressed his blessings in nonsense words.

"I'll let you die if you want!" "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The northern monks expressed their strong joy and immediately accepted the challenge.

After all, you can't buy the Divine Infant Pills from the Immortal Palace in this world of ice and snow. Anyone who can cultivate the Nascent Soul in this world of ice and snow is not mentally retarded. Knowing that Li Fan probably wasn't crazy, but had something to rely on and was very strong, so everyone present except Prime Minister Zuo,

Others immediately rushed forward!

At that moment, two tall shaman warriors acted as the vanguard and charged forward to fight. Behind them were three Nascent Soul monsters to support him. Another one was hiding behind him, and three others were hiding behind Prime Minister Zuo, chanting incantations and reading messages.

‘Li Fan was cursed, triggering ‘unfate’, and the effect has been resisted’

‘Li Fan was cursed, triggering ‘unfate’, and the effect has been resisted’

‘Li Fan was attacked by Yuanshenfa and his mood dropped a bit’

…

"Wow - hahahaha! You're welcome, my dear father!"

Li Fan laughed wildly in the system's pile of "Resisted" and "Down a bit" reading messages, and rushed towards the "invisible assassin" with his mouth full of escape.

The other party never expected that Li Fan would find him. He was caught off guard and was smashed into pieces by Li Fan with both fists, which contributed to the upper limit of 200 mood points.

"Fuck! Garbage!" Li Fan was furious, swung his hands and hit the black and white double dragons, dividing the battlefield, forcing the two shamans to retreat. At the same time, he swung his palm and beat a Nascent Soul monster that had escaped the double dragon sword into pieces!

Then charge the upper limit... 100 points...

"Gan! Trash!" Li Fan was furious and dodged again. The two clawed ghost hands grabbed hard, destroying the brain and heart, and collected another demon head! 100 points...

"Wow, it's so overwhelming!"

Li Fan was furious! He followed the twin dragons of the universe and rushed towards him. The last monster was frightened! He opened his mouth and spat out a piece of demon fire! However, the demon fire burned to the point where the Evil Qi Tianyi was completely destroyed, and his fist covered with charcoal layer punched through the demon fire.

Punch through the skull of the monster! The upper limit of your mood...

"It's 100 points again! What a rip-off!"

Li Fan was furious, and used black ice to form fist gloves with his claws. He used his tiger claw hands to fight with the two shaman warriors on the left and right who were holding knives and sticks.
To be continued...