Chapter 3037

The next general hesitated slightly, "but... General, she still..."

Xie Jinshu interrupted the man with a smile, but there was no temperature in his tone: "do you mean we won't fight this war?"

"The end will not dare."

When the two generals met, the millions of South Korean troops also launched an attack in a few moments. The White army was vigilant at any time. After realizing it, they immediately roared and attacked.

The loud and bleak horn and war drum sounded continuously, resounding through the world and pouring into the sky!

The powerful troops of the two armies swept and collided together like the deep sea of the Heihe River. At that moment, it was like thunder shaking the world.

I don't know who is shouting, "kill!!"

The high headed horse hissed, the sharp blade came out of the sheath, and the cold light shone on the iron coat.

Shouting, fighting, screaming, all intertwined.

The flames of war were raging and the war flags were fluttering.

The setting sun was sinking and falling, and the blood stained the sky.

The girl in red is cold, with 3000 ink hair flying, and her clothes arc across the air. She cuts across the world with a sword.

Mo Liyan avoided and jumped into the air. He stepped directly on the sword stabbing him, and the black clothes fell.

Dyed white wrist a force, the blade turned, the man had swept behind her.

The two are equally divided, regardless of up and down, deadlocked with each other, and it is difficult to win or lose.

Mo Liyan looked at her indifferently. Even in such a desolate and condensing atmosphere, he was still calm and noble. Xuanyi and Jiaying were behind him. Behind him were millions of troops and the crippled Yang like blood. They became the background, filled with the spirit of soul-stirring slaughter, which was more in line with his imperial demeanor. He was cold and heartless. While fighting with ranbai, he stared at ranbai deeply and asked in a low voice, "do you want to kill me?"

The long sword crossed the air, dyed white and expressionless, and the tone was cool: "become a king and defeat an enemy, regardless of life and death."

Mo Liyan barely hooked up the lower thin lip, but didn't hook up any radian.

"I only want to ask you a question." the deep part of his eyes reflected the full force of the sunset, just like the surging injustice of the deep sea. Mo Liyan asked, "do you still like me? A little bit or less."

That word fell into countless swords and sounds, breaking into pieces, as if it would disappear in the next second.

But ranbai really heard it. She looked at him calmly and rationally, and the answer was very sober and independent: "I don't like it."

The crisp did not leave any room for each other.

When did it start

They got to where they are today?

Blood stained sky, sunset war.

The flames of war spread all over the city.

Broken walls and rivers of blood.

There was a crazy fighting sound and a sharp breaking sound in the air.

But Mo Liyan only heard those three words, and he could only hear those three words.

A long expected answer.

But at the moment I heard it with my own ears,

But it's a heart piercing pain.

"In that case..." the strength of the heartbeat was light and heavy. It was a sharp chaos. It seemed that it would be doomed to sink into the abyss in an instant. The ink left Yan's thin lips and gently pulled, with a slightly imperceptible whisper: "good."

He looked at the dyed white line of sight, in a moment with a sober and cruel pain, vaguely broken, but indifferently hooked his lips.

In the next second -!

Holding the long cold sword, he cut through the vast mountains and rivers, jumped into the air and stabbed directly into the girl's heart, as if with a decisive heart!

The wind is whistling and the cold awn is breaking.

Against the afterglow of the blood like setting sun, he outlined a few strokes, hazy and dangerous, and his long and narrow eyes were unfathomable.

The killing machine was shrouded inch by inch and came overwhelming.

The silver sword turned around her white wrist, shaking out bursts of shadows, flashing a sharp and cold sharp. At the moment when the young emperor approached, she raised her hand in an instant!

Is that the beginning?

Or is it over?

At this moment,

Everything becomes unimportant.

The sound of the weapon's sharp blade piercing into the body is particularly weak on the battlefield with smoke and blood flowing, as if there was no sound, but it is real.

Such a small voice, like a tsunami, crashed into the bottom of my heart.

In mid air——

The girl general's sword stabbed into the heart of the emperor accurately!

In an instant, a large area of blood fainted and dyed his clothes and armor red.

Time seemed to stagnate at that moment, just like a still abyss. Everything around was constantly far away, leaving only a bone breaking and tragic picture.

The twilight is dim and the sun is like blood.

Dusk is coming and the world is vast.

They were in midair, motionless.

The color of the sky covered with blood and the battlefield filled with blood and corpses, the wind blew

Just one second ago

It was clear that the sword was about to stab dye white, but Mo Liyan loosened his hand in an instant. It was an extremely shocking and unbelievable choice——

Abandon, sword!

The long sword in the emperor's hand fell heavily on the ground from high altitude, making a quarrel, and the sword body shook slightly twice, with a harsh sound.

At the same time,

Dyeing white can't stop.

The blade broke through the air. The light of the blade was like weeping blood.

Cut off the last residual thoughts and feelings.

Everything seems to be lost, annihilated in this world, in exchange for an empty and eternal silence.

The sword in ranbai's hand really pierced Mo Liyan's heart.

The air is stagnant and the picture is still.

Whether once or now, or in the future

Dyed white never expected such a picture.

Her eyes did not blink, but her eyes were shaking slightly, reflecting the blood color in her eyes.

The position of the heart was pierced, and the pain swept through the whole body in an instant, as if the heart was convulsing and trembling.

But Mo Liyan reluctantly pulled off his thin lips to dye Bai, and was still smiling, with a slight smile.

The face as pale as snow overflowed from the thin lips uncontrollably.

His smile,

In the blood stained rivers and mountains, it is particularly popular.

Strong and sad.

Break people's intestines.

At that moment,

Dyed white can't think, react or recognize.

She just looked at the high, noble and unparalleled emperor calmly and silently. She lost all her strength. She looked up and fell down from the air. Her hair and clothes were flying disorderly by the cold wind, like a fallen devil.

And dyed white,

Because the sword that had not been pulled out when it pierced into the heart fell from the sky.

The two men fell in the battlefield full of ruins and corpses.

The emperor couldn't fall to the ground. Ranbai held him in time and stared coldly at Mo Liyan. Her eyes reflected the figure of the young emperor. Seeing his blood stained clothes and armor, I didn't know whether it was his blood or hers.

He was still calm, noble and unfathomable.

It is in sharp contrast to the desperate blood red rose dyed from his heart, which is extremely sad, extremely demon governance and soul stirring.