"Master Gu Mo He, it's your turn!" Zhang Bairen stood there with his hands on his back, looking at Master Gu Mo He on the battlefield with his eyes.

"Hmph" servant Mo He snorted coldly: "I don't know what it means. The reason why God was killed by you is just your martial arts. This general is not the cowardly God. If you can't control me, how can you kill me!"

“Swish~”

The long sword is unsheathed, and the cold air is overwhelming.

"I finally have a chance to try it out among all the troops!"

Zhang Bairen unsheathed his long sword from his waist, jumped gently off the head of the city, and headed towards the Turkic army.

"Hundreds of Ren, no!" Yang Guang climbed to the city at this time: "The Turkic army is not much weaker than my Great Sui Dynasty, and there are also military traitors hiding in it. If you go, it is no less than a sheep entering the tiger's mouth."

Listening to Yang Guang's anxious shout, Zhang Bairen smiled gently and suddenly looked back: "Your Majesty is waiting for a moment."

"kill!"

As soon as the servant boy waved the order flag, the Turkic army changed its formation and surrounded Zhang Bairen.

Zhang Bairen sneered, and gently raised the long sword in his hand, and the three Turkic warriors who were besieging him had lost their lives.

On the hairpin behind him, four magic swords kept cheering and thrilling.

At some point, four dark shadows suddenly appeared behind Zhang Bairen. Every time Zhang Bairen killed one person, the four shadows immediately rushed forward, sucking the person's energy and plundering his essence.

Turkic soldiers rode their horses, and handfuls of cold scimitars stained with blood that had not yet dried up, slashing towards Zhang Bairen.

The blood stain was the blood stain of the Han family.

"kill!"

Zhang Bairen stomped his feet, and the earth suddenly rolled up a series of earth walls. The Turkic formation fell into pieces in an instant. The soldiers flew out of the horse and lost their center of gravity in the air.

"Puff!"

The Turkic soldiers could clearly see Zhang Bairen's sword, cutting, and wiping towards his neck, but they could not avoid it.

The ferocious faces were filled with despair and begging at this moment.

That is the desire for survival!

"The people of the 39 cities in Yanmen have also longed for you so much, but how do you do it? One by one, the sinful people who are stained with innocent blood are not worthy of living in the world and wasting food!" Zhang Bairen's words were very cold, and the cold void was about to freeze.

Corpse were constantly spreading under your feet, but the corpse turned into powder in an instant and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Are the Grand Commander possessed by the Blood Demon?" Looking at this scene, Li Shimin on the top of the city said in horror.

Chun Guijun shook his head: "The Grand Governor took action to seize the spirit of the dying man, and even the three souls and seven spirits were unwilling to let go. It was obvious that he really had a murderous intent."

"The Grand Commander is very evil! Not only does he take a different sword, but now he uses such evil methods. He is simply the biggest evil in the world!" Li Shimin looked at the killing spree, and Zhang Bairen, who was still calm in the face of hundreds of thousands of troops, showed a look of ugly in his eyes.

The stronger Zhang Bairen is, the more uncomfortable he will be.

The Turkic army, which was covered with dense and unseen, could not see the shadows. Zhang Bairen killed very quickly, and could hardly see the speed of his sword. His whole arms turned into a phantom.

The corpses fell to the ground, and the devouring speed of the Demon Shadow could not be as fast as Zhang Bairen's murder.

If the four divine swords were used to dispatch the body, they would naturally kill one and suck one. Now it was just the magic shadow in the divine sword that took action, and the speed was greatly slowed down.

Corpse everywhere!

When the Turks were proud of their uprising and turned into waste, they could only let Zhang Bairen kill him.

The long sword in his hand contacted the opponent's steel knife, and cut the tofu into two halves, taking away his life in the other's astonished gaze.

"I'm so kind of servants, you're still the best master in the grassland. You're just sending your soldiers to die. I'm really eye-opening!" Zhang Bairen's words were full of mockery.

rear

Turkic Base Camp

The movement of Zhang Bairen to kill the blood demon naturally alarmed Shibi Khan.

At this time, Shibi Khan and servant Mohe stood together, and his eyes looked at Zhang Bairen, who was invincible in the battlefield. Looking at the falling corpses, Shibi Khan coughed: "What do you think?"

"King, Zhang Bairen slaughtered me, Turkic sons, and his subordinates will go out to fight him. Then they will fight for a while. I am afraid that I, the hundreds of thousands of Turkic army, will collapse! You can't tell him to continue to kill like this!" The servant Gu Mo He's eyes were full of anger.

"You are not his opponent," Shibi Khan shook his head.

"Hundreds of thousands of troops formed a large formation to help him, how could he not even kill a mere Zhang Bairen!" The servant boy didn't believe it and suddenly jumped out: "Quickly deploy the formation, I will break up with Zhang Zhe."

"Designing the Formation" Shibi Khan was in charge of the rear and began to mobilize troops and generals.

The power of the formation flowed, and the evil spirit of the army swept towards Zhang Bairen like a snare and came bundled.

"Bang!"

"What a powerful formation, it actually suppressed 30% of my strength!" Zhang Bairen frowned.

30% of the power!

Only 30% of the power was suppressed, if the onlookers knew that Zhang Bairen was suppressed only 30% of the power was suppressed by hundreds of thousands of troops, they would be stunned.

Of course, hundreds of thousands of troops suppressed 30% of Zhang Bairen's strength, which was also related to the fact that the Turks were all a group of mobs.

The people of the Central Plains practice day and night, constantly practicing. What about the Turkic people?

The Turks still have to graze when they have time! Everyone is a wandering tribe. When they have something to do, they will join together temporarily and when they have nothing to do, they will go back to their own houses. If the formation is really trained like Middle Earth, that would be strange.

If you try it if you change to hundreds of thousands of troops of the Sui Dynasty, Zhang Bairen will probably be suppressed to about 60%.

Of course, this refers to the regular army of the Great Sui Dynasty.

"Who kills the servant bones!" Zhang Bairen was too lazy to waste time with these minions. He slashed out with a sword in his hand, and the void instantly cracked open, and countless soldiers died in desperation.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Bairen continued to kill Jugu Mohe.

As for killing Shibi Khan, it is unrealistic.

The son of Qianjin is not in danger, Shibi Khan will never fight with Zhang Bairen in front of the army, and he has no chance to get close to Shibi Khan.

The servant's bones are here!

Blood flowed into a river, and corpses were everywhere.

No one noticed that the red blood quietly moistened the frozen "God". The front of the God was beaten by Zhang Bairen and turned into pieces. At this time, it began to slowly recover in the endless blood, and layers of ice were melting.

Blood of drought!

Drought is a hot thing in the most yang and naturally restrains the cold air.

The frozen seal continues the vitality of "God" and does not destroy its vitality.
Chapter completed!