With the help of tens of thousands of troops, Xiao Lin directly suppressed Ye Kun. Ye Kun had no backhand. He watched Xiao Lin kill him and said frantically, "I have information from the great wilderness!!"
Xiao Lin hesitated, but the Nanliu wind behind them was almost behind them.
"Young Marshal, fool him and delay time! I'll save you!"
The Nanliu wind roared, and the speed was extremely fast. It didn't look like a fake at all.
Fooling? Procrastination?
When Xiao Lin heard this, he didn't want to hear what information Ye Kun said. It must be false. He wanted to delay time!
Boom!
Xiao Lin took the sword and split Ye Kun directly. The air wave rolled up his divine body and crashed into the hillside.
Boom, boom!
Tens of thousands of spears are galloping, all killing Ye Kun.
Ye Kun was dazed by Xiao Lin and was attacked by the army. Tens of thousands of spears pierced the hillside and surrounded Ye Kun indiscriminately, leaving him no escape! There is no way to heaven, no way to earth!
Poop——————
Click!!!
Ye Kun's chest was pierced by three spears, and his leg bones were pierced by a spear. The sound of bone breaking was extremely harsh.
Ah——————
Ye Kun roared and looked ferocious. At the moment, he could only stay where he was, and the probability of being shot by the spear was small. However, in order to kill Ye Kun quickly, Xiao Lin, regardless of the power of anti earthquake, turned the sword backwards, tore the moment, cut through time and space, and directly killed Ye Kun's throat.
Sing!!
A long gun ran through Jixian mountain and killed Xiao Lin from a distance, hoping to stop Xiao Lin. however, Xiao Lin was so strong that he twisted his body, and the sword momentum shifted slightly. The sword rotationally stabbed Ye Kun's chest from his chest, but he himself took the opportunity to avoid the gun.
"Sword!"
Xiao Lin took the sword from ye Kun and led the army out of Jixian mountain.
At this time, the divine bird came late and roared sadly, "Young Marshal, you died miserably! How can I afford your brother..."
WOW!
The snow army rushed to jixianling, and it happened to be a perfect mistake with Xiao Linjun.
In Jixian mountain, ye Kun's chest was pierced with a blood hole by the divine sword, which caused much more damage than his long gun! The leg bones were also pierced, miserable and embarrassed, and had been distorted into an adult shape.
Ye Kun's eyes were full of despair, because the vitality was rapidly disappearing, and his soul was gradually falling into darkness. Death was only a matter of time.
At this time, nanliufeng led the army to rush to his side.
Nanliufeng, with a delicate face and a trace of sadness that doesn't seem to be a disguise, dragged Ye Kun's clothes and shouted, "Young Marshal, you died miserably! I want to avenge you!"
Ye Kun didn't have much breath. He was so shaken by the south wind that he directly ejected a mouthful of blood essence and had less breath of life.
"Young Marshal, you can't die! The marshal will arrive soon. He is a divine bird and can certainly save you!" nanliufeng roared.
Referring to the divine bird, ye Kun's eyes burst out a pure light, as if it were a reflection. At the moment, he understood that he was Yin by the divine bird! This is killing with a knife!
"Bitch!!! I'm going to kill it... Poof!"
Ye Kun struggled, but did not stand up. The spear on his chest had penetrated his body and pierced into the hillside stones.
At this time, the divine bird rushed over with tens of thousands of snow army elites, with a sad face.
"Young Marshal, why are you so stubborn? You are not suitable to be the commander-in-chief. I handed over three million brothers to you and pushed them into the fire pit. Why don't you listen to me? Now that I get this situation, how can I meet my master in a hundred years!"
The divine bird is crying out for heaven and earth. It seems that it is heartbroken.
Poof!
Ye Kun looked at the divine bird in anger. He was angry and gave a mouthful of blood essence. He struggled. He pointed to the divine bird and wanted to curse, but his heart seemed to be blocked by something. He couldn't say a word.
"Young Lord, what do you want to say? Do you have any last words to tell me?" the divine bird approached Ye Kun sadly, and the strange expression was really not sad.
"You... You... Did it on purpose!" Ye Kun roared.
"That's impossible... No! Young Lord, don't get me wrong..." the long, strange voice of the divine bird made it clear that it was a pun and wanted to kill Ye Kun.
"My brother... Won't let you go! He will kill you... Ah ah..." Ye Kun was so angry that he didn't know what to say, so he could only roar.
"Young Marshal, don't get excited! If the master has a spirit in heaven, he will take revenge on that bastard Xiao Lin and kill him! You can go at ease!" the divine bird roared angrily.
The snow troops on both sides were very sad. Unexpectedly, Zuo Shuai's brother died. Their sadness was true, because they didn't know that the divine bird deliberately killed people with a knife.
"Come on, let the Young Marshal be handsome and pull out his spear!" the divine bird wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and hid aside to cry, as if it were true.
As soon as nanliufeng heard it, he rushed up and pulled out the spear on Ye Kun. The spear was inverted triangle. With such a pull, ye Kun's flesh and blood were torn, and the blood gushed out like a column of water. His eyes were black and completely dizzy.
"Marshal, Young Marshal, he's dead! Ah!! let's go to find the old man Xiao Lin to revenge!" nanliufeng said in a deep voice.
"No! Let the little Lord sleep first, set up a monument for him and bury him with Zuo Shuai. They are loyal all their lives. When peace and the nine realms are unified in the future, we will move them back to the divine realm of the snow country." the divine bird said sadly.
"Hey, Young Marshal and martyr, let him see the divine power of our snow army after his death! Carry out cremation!" the divine bird thought, sighed, and then poured out his divine power to mobilize the source of the fire. A big fire burst out and directly covered Ye Kun.
Ye Kun was just stunned by Qi, not dead. His Qi and blood were still strong and burned at a little. As a result, he was directly burned by the divine bird.
The fire burned everything, and ye Kun fell into the fire. Ye Kun's soul, which had fallen into darkness, had lost control of the body. At this time, he suddenly felt pain like a needle. The most desperate thing was to find that the soul could not control the body. He could only feel pain, but could not shout out or move. His soul was torn and twisted, and was ignited by the fire.
Ah————————
Ye Kun's soul sent out a sharp roar, which was deafening and bursting, full of resentment and despair.
Ye Kun never thought that he would die, and he died in the hands of Ye QingHan's spiritual pet, and he couldn't think that he was burned alive.
"Release your soul, Young Marshal, to join the master and fight in hell! May your spirit in heaven bless us!"
The divine bird looked up and sighed.
"May my lord lead the young commander to find Zuo Shuai Yingling!"
The army was low and sad, and the voice echoed in Jixian mountain. The grand funeral was handled everywhere. Ye Kun's body was slowly disappearing, and his anger was burning. The divine bird looked holy, as if it were a real divine bird.