Gaowu: The Strongest Legend in Mythology.

Chapter 116: My body is made of blood, and I bear the sin of killing alone [Three more chapters]

Kill God in vain.

Bai Qi stands tall.

And what he brings to people is by no means sacred, but timid.

The battlefield is dead silent.

The tragic scene of the dragon's death is still vivid in his mind.

The legendary and powerful man was actually killed and turned into bones.

Legends are difficult to kill, let alone a giant monster like the Black Dragon. Even the final burst of legendary light cannot escape his obliteration. It is simply unbelievable.

But none of them knew whether Bai Qi was the hidden secret of Qian Guo or a strong man who suddenly appeared.

If it's the latter, that would be terrible.

The ten kingdoms of the Eastern Wasteland are not afraid of your means, but they are afraid of your unpredictable killing moves.

Qin Changkong had even greater doubts.

He also wanted to ask where Bai Qi came from.

And Bai Qi's strength really shocked him.

He was confident that he could suppress the black dragon. If he resorted to desperate measures, he could make the black dragon pay a huge price, but he would never be able to suppress it like Bai Qi did.

His Majesty's methods are too incredible.

The impact of Legend's death was huge.

Everyone looked at Bai Qi with a bloody and ruthless look. Even if they were both legends, they would not have the courage to fight Bai Qi.

"General, invincible!"

"General, invincible!"

The invincible voice resounded on the battlefield again.

Zhao Jun, who was already unable to support himself, saw the black dragon fall and was demoralized by the Qian army. He was in bad shape and could only huddle beside Changping Pass.

After Bai Qi killed the black dragon, he became majestic and domineering.

This is not enough.

What if Yu Wenting is killed?

Once the military god died, not only the Changping garrison, but also the entire Zhao army was affected by the Bund.

He held the bloody Killing God Sword, and his power over Yu Wenting burst out.

Yu Wenting saw the death of the black dragon. Although he was stronger than the black dragon at this time, he was unable to save the situation of Changping when facing Bai Qi alone.

"It's not enough for Gan Baiqi to kill Heijiao, he also wants to kill Yu Wenting!"

Bai Qi's ruthlessness really scared too many people.

If two legends were killed in succession, it would be a heavy blow to Zhao Guoli.

"Yu Wenting can no longer fight. Give up Changping and retreat back!"

Zhao Yuanji anxiously sent a message to Yu Wenting.

Of course he knew the consequences of losing Changping.

But he is more aware that Yu Wenting cannot die here, and if a large number of elites are lost in Changping, he will fall into an even more unfavorable situation.

This time.

They figured out the foundation of Qianguo.

But the only thing that didn't count was Bai Qi.

It stands to reason that after taking dragon marrow, Yu Wenting is enough to check and balance Bai Qi. Even if the black dragon is not enough, he can also stop him.

Yu Wenting struggled internally.

I also know that Zhao Yuanji is right.

He could only suppress his anger and shame.

"Retreat, retreat!"

"No more fighting!"

A large number of Zhao troops began to fight and then retreat, knowing that they could not fight the Gan army. Although they were disappointed, they had no choice.

"Don't run away!"

Dian Wei shouted angrily, but he was so weak that he couldn't even move his fingers.

"General Dian, your mission has been completed, now leave it to us!"

Meng Tian said something and led the Golden Fire Cavalry to join the battlefield again.

Its momentum is like fire, sweeping across all directions.

Next, it was different from before. Faced with Zhao Jun's retreat, Qian Jun launched a more ferocious attack and slashed wildly.

Thunder rumbled within tens of thousands of miles of void.

Yu Wenting burst out with the strongest strength, facing Bai Qi coming to kill him, but also wanted to stop him.

Waves of thunderstorms swept over.

Bai Qi was indifferent, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of killings turned into a strangling whirlpool. The power of death could obliterate the light of any legend.

He moved away with his sword, creating a world of killing gods.

A monstrous bloody massacre descended on Yu Wenting's head.

Yu Wenting passively fought back and his whole body was bent. After forcefully catching it, he was still panting.

"Fight!"

Yu Wenting crushed forward with the rolling torrent of thunder, his own brilliance became more and more dazzling, and the source of longevity burned crazily, no matter the cost.

Under this kind of dedication, his black hair also became gray, mixed with white hair.

What comes in exchange is greater strength.

"Heaven-Splitting Slash, sweeping away thousands of armies!"

Yu Wenting swept through thousands of troops.

Bai Qi was incomparably powerful and devastating, but Yu Wenting's seemingly violent attack was completely blocked by him.

Bai Qi pointed and turned into a giant pillar, pushed Yu Wenting sideways and counterattacked, hitting him.

puff! Thunder pierced through, and Yu Wenting vomited blood.

He was not given time to react.

Bai Qi is killing.

Boom!

The killing was endless, Bai Qi arrived directly in front of Yu Wenting, and slashed out with the Killing God Sword, directly tearing the thunder armor on his chest, leaving a scar that penetrated deep into the flesh.

"kill!"

Yu Wenting did not retreat easily.

Still the most powerful force broke out.

But Bai Qi walked over and turned into blood and earth, like the lord of hell. He slashed like a Shura again, and the blood light occupied his eyes.

How could Yu Wenting stop him?

He doesn't feel well here.

It’s also difficult for the army below.

Zhao troops from all directions are trying to break through, but Qian Jun's pursuit is too fierce and will inevitably bear a huge price.

"Fight it, fight it with you!"

Yu Wenting roared violently, and two beams of divine light suddenly shot out from his eyes, consuming the source of his soul and causing his momentum to rise suddenly.

She raised her eyes and looked at him.

His eyes were deep, like two bloody whirlpools, swallowing up his power, and a killing sound echoed in Yu Wenting's soul.

"Thousands of killings, bless my body!"

Bai Qi actually blessed with killing power, filling his whole body, making his murderous god-like figure even more majestic.

"Yu Wenting can't fight anymore. Get out of the battlefield quickly!"

Zhao Yuanji would rather have more troops die than Yuwen Ting die. Yuwen Ting retreated continuously at this moment.

Bai Qi stabbed him with one glance, and a sword brought a bloody hell that enveloped Yu Wenting.

Yu Wenting struck violently, but still couldn't leave this hell.

"I can't withdraw anymore. I am the God of the Zhao Army. Even if I die, I will die on this battlefield!"

Seeing that he could not retreat, Yu Wenting was determined to die.

He will not just run for his life like the black dragon. He will not only defend his dignity with his own death, but also severely damage Bai Qi with his own destruction.

Yu Wenting was desperate, all his legendary origins were burned, and with the blessing of the secret method, his whole person had completely turned into thunder.

"Yu Wenting!"

After Zhao Yuanji saw it, he was extremely sad.

The secret method of burning jade and stone together.

When he completely transformed into thunder, giving up his flesh and blood soul meant that Yu Wenting gave up the possibility of survival.

The military god general of this generation of Zhao State died here.

He hated it with all his heart.

Hate Bai Qi.

Hate Emperor Qian.

I hate everyone in Qian Kingdom even more.

On one side of the battlefield.

When the Thunder Army saw Yuwen Ting risking his life, they knew that their god of war would die, and they all went crazy.

"If the general dies, the army's spirit will be extinguished, and the Thunder Army will have no need to continue to exist. Regardless of life or death, we are willing to follow the general!"

"Thunder Army, don't fear death!"

"Destroy everything together. Kill and fight the Qian army!"

"We will use our death to defend our last dignity!"

Millions of Thunder Army soldiers looked determined. If Yuwen Ting died, the Thunder Army would lose its meaning. Even if they returned alive, what would that matter?

Only after their death can they become heroes in the eyes of the people of Zhao.

Determination arises.

Millions of Thunder Army burned all their strength and launched a suicidal attack on the pursuing Qian Army.

Boom! Countless lightning flashes exploded on the battlefield, extremely dazzling.

The Thunder Army went completely crazy.

The Qian army was not afraid when they saw the Thunder army going crazy.

Similarly, it was precisely because of the madness of the Thunder Army that the Qian Army, which was many times larger than theirs, was tied up, giving other legions a chance to survive.

"The Thunder Army is going to be destroyed!"

"Retreat quickly. We can't let the Thunder Army's efforts go to waste!"

The Zhao army retreated in grief.

At this moment.

Bai Qi and Yuwen Ting's attack reached a climax.

Yu Wenting was indeed powerful as he was willing to do anything at all costs and saved the situation in a short period of time.

After all, Bai Qi was too strong. Even if he risked his life, he could only delay some time.

Bai Qi was cold and ruthless. He concentrated the power of killing in himself, took on his own sins, and left the most glorious glory to Daqian.

He pierced through Yuwen Ting's thunder armor with his sword and stabbed into his chest.

Yu Wenting looked at the wound that was bleeding profusely, not caring at all.

"Hahaha, come on!"

Yu Wenting laughed wildly.

"I am forged with blood, and I alone shall bear the sin of killing!"

Bai Qi was domineering and awe-inspiring, with his blood forged into the image of a god of death, towering and majestic, standing tall on the battlefield.

He swung his sword, and a bloody beam pierced through the area, striking across a thousand miles, striking Yu Wenting so hard that blood flowed from his body.

Yu Wenting was trembling all over, knowing that his moment of death had come.

He also understood that the power of the dragon marrow could not last much longer, and he could not maintain his current state any longer.

"Bai Qi, even if I die, I will not live in vain. I, Yuwen Ting, have nothing to say about the defeat in this battle, and only death can atone for the sins of countless citizens!"

Yu Wenting's power burned in an instant, like a flash of fire, bursting out with the brightest light.

His sea of ​​thunder was in turmoil, and he no longer wanted to fight with Bai Qi, but to have the final decisive battle.

The whole person seemed to turn into a beam of light and rise into the air, with his unparalleled strength condensed into one blow.

"Killing God Slash!"

Bai Qi gave his opponent the greatest respect and also unleashed his strongest attack.

He condensed boundless killing power into one sword, like the collision of stars, two peerless powerful men collided in mid-air.

Boom!

The brilliance of dark destruction engulfed a large area of ​​vacuum.

The two were in a completely shattered void that could not condense in a short period of time to form cracks in the sky.

Too many people looked over there.

Can Yuwen Ting's life-burning attack severely inflict damage to Bai Qi?

Even other countries would never want to see such a powerful general in Qian State, otherwise it would pose a huge threat to them.

When the storm clears.

The two of them stood in the void at the same time.

Bai Qi has put away his sword.

Time seems to stand still.

Yu Wenting's figure turned into thunder and froze.

Bai Qi waved his hand mercilessly.

A bloody wind blew past, the thunder dissipated, and Yuwen Ting turned into ashes.

Dead!

Then came a terrifying sound.

The military god of the Great Zhao, Yuwen Ting, was reduced to ashes!
A powerful warrior of the seventh level of legend could not leave behind even a trace of his body or a trace of residue.

This is Bai Qi’s strength.

One man killed the black dragon, Yuwen Ting.

The dignity of the military god of the Great Zhao was trampled under his feet.

"Daqian Military God, Bai Qi!"

A horrified voice rang out.

Everyone knows that from today onwards, a military god who is unrivalled among the ten nations of the Eastern Wilderness will rise up. His fame will resound throughout the nations and shock the military gods of all nations.

Bai Qi didn't care about the spotlight.

He stared at the bloody battlefield.

There are dead bodies everywhere, mixed together. It is not suitable for the country to say that it is a purgatory on earth.

"kill!"

Bai Qi looked at the Zhao army retreating madly and issued even more ruthless orders.

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