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Chapter 1008: Tuli, you rebel; Xieli, you are the rebel

"Shibobi!"

Jieli Khan rode on a pure black horse, raised the whip in his hand, and shouted to a man on the opposite side of the battlefield who was elegant and looked like a Han Chinese.

"You colluded with Han'er and betrayed the Turks. This Khan must clean up this traitor for the Turks today!"

"Dubi!"

After hearing Jieli Khan's words, the man opposite who seemed to be Han also raised the riding crop in his hand and shouted angrily at him.

"The great Burden Ningli has sent down an oracle, exposing you as a Turkic rebel who colluded with the evil monks and betrayed the earth god Burden Ningli. Today, I, Tuli, will clear the door for the Turks and eliminate you, this traitor!"

"You are a Turk traitor!"

"Nonsense, you are the Turkic rebel!"

As Jieli Khan and Tuli Khan roared, on the battlefield between the two of them, countless Turkic knights dressed in similar costumes were fighting fiercely together, their sharp scimitars waving in the air, sharp and sharp.

Arrows fell from the sky like raindrops, blood sprayed out from each other's bodies, and beast-like roars came and went on the battlefield.

"Hehe! This guy is so lively!"

Behind a hill on the side of the battlefield, a certain demon king poked his head out and furtively looked at the battlefield in front of him. He smiled and poked a person next to him with a slightly sallow complexion with his elbow.

man.

"Shubao, do you think these two guys Jieli and Tuli look like the scene in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that we watched at Qingwei's place..."

As he spoke, a certain demon king lowered his voice and imitated it.

"I have been ordered to punish thieves!"

Then, he quickly increased his voice and continued.

"I wear my clothes and take orders to fight against thieves!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately burst into laughter.

"Hahaha……"

"..."

The sallow-faced man turned his head speechlessly and said to a certain demon king who was laughing.

"Yao Jin, smile softly, don't let these Turks discover you!"

"It doesn't matter!"

Cheng Yaojin waved his hand indifferently and continued.

"The three of us are all gods now. If we can still be discovered while observing the enemy's formation, then we might as well buy a piece of tofu as soon as possible and crash to death!"

"..."

The sallow-faced man glared at him angrily, then turned to look at the other swarthy-faced man next to him.

"Jingde, what do you think of Tuli's current situation?"

"It's not a big problem!"

The black-faced man looked at the battlefield without blinking and said casually.

"Although his troops are at a disadvantage, their morale is still good. There shouldn't be any victory or defeat for a while!"

"That's not necessarily true!"

After hearing the words of the black-faced man, a certain demon king on the side suddenly said in a arrogant tone.

"The Golden Guards on Jieli Khan's side are obviously more well-trained, and don't forget Heitan. Jieli still has three hundred asuras in his hands that have not been sent out. As long as Jieli Khan uses them,

After the three hundred asuras pierced a little bit for the arrow, they then pressed hard... Hehe!"

Having said this, a certain demon king touched the beard on his chin with his hand and laughed ferociously.

"Don't look at Tuli dancing happily now, when the time comes, I will definitely beat him to pieces!"



While two door gods and a demon king were secretly observing the battlefield, Jieli Khan, who was at the back of the battlefield, looked at the stalemate battlefield in front of him, his expression a little ugly.

"Great Khan!"

At this moment, a big man with a ferocious face and bulging muscles walked up to his horse from the side and said in a contemptuous tone.

"These warriors of yours are not good enough, so let someone take action. Just face these ants.

Just make sure you charge them away and scatter them like sheep!"

"Oh well!"

Jieli Khan looked at the battlefield ahead again, and finally nodded with a gloomy face.

"Ki Luo Qian Tuo, let me see how powerful you god warriors are..."

"yes!"

After hearing Jieli Khan's words, the face of this big man named Jiluo Qiantuo'a suddenly showed a look of joy, but with his ferocious face, there was a faint bloodthirsty look.

.

"Great Khan, you will see... So where are we going and who are we going to kill?"

"Did you see there?"

After hearing his words, Jieli Khan pointed with his hand towards an area on the side of the battlefield in front of him where fierce fighting was taking place.

"Ki Luo Qian Tuo, I want you to go to the most intense part of the battlefield and defeat all the stubborn guards in Tuli Yazhang. Can you do it?"

"hey-hey!"

As soon as Jieli Khan finished speaking, he saw that Qiluo Qiantuo'a was already laughing ferociously.

"Is that it? Great Khan, just wait and see!"

With that said, Qiluo Qiantuo turned around and strode towards a group of similarly ferocious-looking men not far from Jieli Khan.

"Brothers, take up arms and follow me!"

Qiluo Qiantuo'a raised his hand and waved to these big men.

"The Great Khan Jieli has given the order. Now let's go and show Tuli's rebellious subordinate the power of our heavenly warriors!"

After hearing his words, these ferocious-looking men all raised their weapons, with uncontrollable excitement on their faces, and roared loudly.

"ha!"

Amid the roar, these big men spread out their legs and followed behind Qiluo Qiantuo'a at a speed that surpassed that of a galloping horse. Like a gust of wind, they headed towards the most intense part of the battlefield, where Jieli Khan had pointed his finger just now.

The position rushed up.

"Let's crush them!"

A few minutes later, a guard under Tuli had just dismounted an enemy on the opposite side with a knife. Then he just took a breath and saw a group of shirtless men, with only a few strings of necklaces hanging on their necks and shoulders.

A very ferocious and ugly looking man was already waving his weapon and rushing towards them.

Before Tuli's guard could figure out who these ugly-looking guys were, the big man at the front was the commander-in-chief of these three hundred Asuras.

Jiluo Qiantuo'a had already jumped up, his seemingly thick body leaping high like a nimble ape. The straight knife in his hand shone with a cold light in the sun.

"Death to rebellion!"

As Qiluo Qiantuo'a shouted loudly, the straight knife in his hand had already struck hard on the opponent's raised scimitar. Then he saw the sharp guard was shocked, and the scimitar in his hand was straight.

He took off his hand and flew out, and then he saw that the straight blade in Qiluo Qiantuo'a's hand had been slashed down, hitting the side of the opponent's neck.

puff!

After a soft sound, the straight blade in Ji Luo Qian Tuo'a's hand had already cut into the side of the opponent's neck, and then continued to cut down as his falling body. When Ji Luo Qian Tuo's feet stood on the ground again, the opponent's side was cut.

The body of this brave and proficient Turkic warrior had been split into two by his long sword, and he fell towards the left and right sides of the horse.

After cutting his opponent in half vertically with one knife, Qiluo Qiantuo'a stood in the blood mist and let out a ferocious cry.

"Drink!"

After seeing this scene, the morale of Tuli's side dropped instantly, while the momentum of Jieli Khan's side rose instantly. Then the rest of the Asura warriors also held weapons and followed him.

Luo Qiantuo'a rushed into the battlefield behind him.

Although these Asura warriors did not perform outstandingly when facing Kong Qing's steel-bodied heavenly soldiers, on this mortal battlefield, each of them was like a god of war, running rampant on the battlefield.

Pihe. Wherever they passed, the warriors under Tuli

Each and every one of them was chopped down to the ground as easily as a piece of grass.

A few minutes later, these Asura warriors easily opened a gap in the stalemate battlefield, which was originally evenly matched. Then Jieli Khan's men followed up and pressed forward. In an instant, the entire battlefield was like what a demon king once said.

As usual, Tuli was completely defeated.



"How about it?"

After seeing the changes on the battlefield, the Demon King Cheng Yaojin proudly glanced at the dark-faced Yuchi Jingde next to him.

"Heitan Tou, am I right? As long as Jieli sends out those Asura warriors, Tuli will not be able to stop them at all!"

"Indeed!"

Qin Qiong on the side looked at the Asura warriors who were running rampant on the battlefield, and nodded gently.

"These Asuras seem to be more powerful than the snake demons we encountered before, or these guys are more adapted to the battlefield. They are faster and more powerful than the snake demons. It is really just like what is said in the Buddhist scriptures.

Asura was born to fight!"

Speaking of this, Qin Qiong frowned slightly.

"No wonder Qingwei wanted to raid Sunrise Temple before and preemptively eliminate the source of these guys... Otherwise, if the Turks really get tens of thousands of these things, even if someone has become a god, they may not be able to deal with it...

…”

Saying that, Qin Qiong paused for a moment, then turned to look at Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong on his side.

"Yaojin, Jingde, when we take action soon, I would rather let go of ten thousand Turks, but you and I must keep these three hundred asuras!"

"What Shubao said is absolutely true!"

Yuchi Gong looked at the majestic Asura warriors on the battlefield and nodded.

"If these things are allowed to escape, it will indeed be a serious problem for our Datang!"

"Do not worry!"

A certain demon king looked up at the Asuras on the battlefield, twitched the corners of his mouth, and revealed a sinister smile.

"Although these asuras are stronger than the snake demons, we are not the same people we were when we faced the snake demons."



"The Great Shaman of Nishu!"

After seeing that his Guards Cavalry was easily defeated by the opponent's hundreds of infantry, Tuli Khan, who was sitting on the horse, suddenly panicked. He turned his head and looked around, and then focused on a belt.

On the skinny old man with bird feathers.

"Jieli has dispatched the warriors trained by that evil cult monk. Now we can only count on you and Boden Ningli Zunshen!"

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