After the sound, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell straight down.
Zhong Kui, on the other hand, stood motionless, with Fang Tian's painted halberd still inside his body.
Blood continued to pour out of the mouth of the fallen Shen Xing. He felt the rapid loss of life. For the first time, a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed through his gradually dull eyes, and then he said weakly: "One life for... one life."
…does it worth?"
Watching Shen Xing die, the motionless Zhong Kui suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Supporting his body with a long knife, he slowly knelt down and said in the same weak voice: "For Yao Guang... it's worth..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he spurted out another mouthful of blood, and then fell down weakly.
"General!"
"General!"
When the soldiers of Tianshu and Yaoguang saw that their general was killed in battle, they rushed over with shouts. When the two armies rushed together, their eyes were red and they immediately started fighting even more crazily with a desperate attitude.
Wave after wave of impact, round after round of melee, young lives dying one by one, the entire sky over Taoyuan Town was shrouded in the shadow of death, and the pungent smell of blood followed the footsteps of the strong wind and spread out of Taoyuan Town, drifting to Song.
Fucheng, and the sky above the distant Tianshu Kingdom.
The mountains and rivers shook and the earth wept. How many of the two million lives of Tianshu and Yaoguang would survive? After the sound, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell straight down.
Zhong Kui, on the other hand, stood motionless, with Fang Tian's painted halberd still inside his body.
Blood continued to pour out of the mouth of the fallen Shen Xing. He felt the rapid loss of life. For the first time, a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed through his gradually dull eyes, and then he said weakly: "One life for... one life."
…does it worth?"
Watching Shen Xing die, the motionless Zhong Kui suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Supporting his body with a long knife, he slowly knelt down and said in the same weak voice: "For Yao Guang... it's worth..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he spurted out another mouthful of blood, and then fell down weakly.
"General!"
"General!"
When the soldiers of Tianshu and Yaoguang saw that their general was killed in battle, they rushed over with shouts. When the two armies rushed together, their eyes were red and they immediately started fighting even more crazily with a desperate attitude.
Wave after wave of impact, round after round of melee, young lives dying one by one, the entire sky over Taoyuan Town was shrouded in the shadow of death, and the pungent smell of blood followed the footsteps of the strong wind and spread out of Taoyuan Town, drifting to Song.
Fucheng, and the sky above the distant Tianshu Kingdom.
The mountains and rivers shook and the earth wept. How many of the two million lives of Tianshu and Yaoguang would survive? After the sound, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell straight down.
Zhong Kui, on the other hand, stood motionless, with Fang Tian's painted halberd still inside his body.
Blood continued to pour out of the mouth of the fallen Shen Xing. He felt the rapid loss of life. For the first time, a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed through his gradually dull eyes, and then he said weakly: "One life for... one life."
…does it worth?"
Watching Shen Xing die, the motionless Zhong Kui suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Supporting his body with a long knife, he slowly knelt down and said in the same weak voice: "For Yao Guang... it's worth..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he spurted out another mouthful of blood, and then fell down weakly.
"General!"
"General!"
When the soldiers of Tianshu and Yaoguang saw that their general was killed in battle, they rushed over with shouts. When the two armies rushed together, their eyes were red and they immediately started fighting even more crazily with a desperate attitude.
Wave after wave of impact, round after round of melee, young lives dying one by one, the entire sky over Taoyuan Town was shrouded in the shadow of death, and the pungent smell of blood followed the footsteps of the strong wind and spread out of Taoyuan Town, drifting to Song.
Fucheng, and the sky above the distant Tianshu Kingdom.
The mountains and rivers shook and the earth wept. How many of the two million lives of Tianshu and Yaoguang would survive?