The First Tyrant of Daxia

"die!"

She used all her strength to control the sword, a beam of white light flashed in the air, and slashed towards Tizhen at an extremely fast speed.

The sword energy is powerful and terrifying.

All the plants and trees on the grassland are afraid!

"Ye Hu, be careful!!"

The ten followers felt cold all over and rushed towards Tizhen madly.

Ti Zhen had been locked down, and the sword energy that penetrated his bones made his legs feel like they were filled with lead, making him unable to move.

Looking at the terrifying sword in horror.

The soldiers around were also dumbfounded, horses were neighing, and two thousand people were stunned, not expecting such a sudden change.

puff!

puff!

The sword has not arrived yet, but the sword energy has already hurt people.

Ten of the burly attendants who kept blocking the sword were killed by the sword!

Blood gushed out and corpses fell to the ground, it was a horrible sight!

They did not scream, but there was a thin crack from the forehead to the stomach, and then they disintegrated.

Murong Shunhua's sword did not stop and stabbed towards Ti Zhen at the speed of light.

Keng!

The tip of the sword trembled, but it did not penetrate Ti Zhen's chest!

Instead, there was a bang, and Ti Zhen was blown away. His internal organs were severely hit, his face was in pain, and a blood mist spurted out with a puff.

"what!!"

After a scream, he fell heavily to the ground.

Murong Shunhua's beautiful eyes were filled with shock: "Heavenly Silk Armor!"

She noticed something was wrong. Ti Zhen was wearing extremely high-quality silk armor from the heavenly silkworm, which was tougher than the Jinyiwei's large net. Otherwise, one sword would be enough to kill him.

"what!"

"Kill this bitch, she is not Huairou!"

"I want her to die!"

Ti Zhen fell to the ground and screamed, the pain made him look extremely hideous.

Suddenly, two thousand armored soldiers roared, reacted quickly, and rushed towards Murong Shunhua frantically.

The lonely carriage was about to be crushed into ashes at any time.

Wuming drew his sword immediately and rushed out to kill like a harvester.

Murong Shunhua was not panicked at all. She ignored the two thousand cavalrymen and looked at Ti Zhen who was constantly retreating. She said coldly: "Today, no one can save you!"

"Remember, the emperor of the Xia Dynasty cannot be insulted!"

The sound fell to the ground and she turned into a shadow.

"you you you……"

"who are you?!"

Ti Zhen shouted in fear, he couldn't figure out who the woman in front of him was!

Murong Shunhua did not answer. She was dressed in white and went against the advancing cavalry as if she was teleporting. Her long sword was so captivating that no one could see how she drew the sword.

All I saw were countless soldiers and horses spurting blood, then falling to the ground, screaming!

It is so magnificent to see a beauty in battle!

The white clothes turned into blood-stained clothes, which was magnificent.

She was like a female swordsman, showing her most fierce side.

Seeing that he was about to kill Ti Zhen.

Ti was really scared, his features were trembling, and he screamed, "Help, help me!!"

Dozens of his troops quickly formed a square formation and stood in front.

Murong was disdainful and shouted: "Kenpachi!"

The strongest sword, this was the strongest sword she used during her peak period, and she thought she would never use it again in her life.

The sword light flashed, and the steel shield was directly split.

"puff!"

Dozens of people were stabbed in the throat by a single sword, their pupils were dilated, and they only saw a flash of white light before they died.

He covered his neck and fell to the ground with a bang.

The aftermath of the sword energy caused the warhorse to retreat, clearing a vacuum area.

"Humph!"

Murong Shunhua struck with another sword.

Without protection, Tizhen's sturdy body became as thin as a sheep.

"what!!"

"My King's hand!"

He howled and looked ferocious.

The left hand was cut off completely.

Dozens of spears stabbed at him, but Murong broke the formation with one sword.

Ti Zhen's desire to survive was so strong that he forgot the pain. The moment Murong turned around, he had already started to flee in the chaotic army.

Qin Yun had pulled an arrow to its full strength from a distance. He had been charging the arrow for a long time, so long that his face turned red and his whole body was shaking!

"call out!"

The arrow broke through the air, traveled hundreds of meters, and in the chaos of the battle, it cunningly shot into Tizhen's abdomen.

The arrow pierced through the body, and blood was dripping from it!

boom!

Ti Zhen fell heavily to the ground, and then looked at the arrow, his veins exposed and his facial features grim. He wanted to scream but no sound came out, and blood kept spitting out of his mouth.

“I, my king… am unwilling to accept this!!”

Murong Shunhua's men in white killed their way in and out again and again. All the soldiers who came to block their way were killed to pieces, and their flesh and blood flew across the sky, screaming in agony.

"King of the South Courtyard, in your next life, remember not to mess with my man!"

Murong's voice, as cold as ice, floated gently down.

Only Ti Zhen heard it, and his pupils were stiff with resentment, unwillingness and anger.

"Yes...Emperor Daxia..."

Before he finished his words, a cold light emerged, his pupils were filled with unwillingness and pain, gradually darkening, his palm as big as a palm fan was even tightly grasping the grass, but it was frozen forever!

There was a thin line of blood on his neck, it turned out that his throat was cut by a sword, but the blood did not splatter.

A veteran Turkic king died tragically on the grassland and at his doorstep because of his own selfish desires. How ironic!

Although Murong Shunhua and Wuming were unable to kill all 2,000 soldiers, they had no problem retiring after accomplishing their mission and leaving completely.

No one dared to stop Murong Shunhua. She was too strong. It was impossible to defeat her unless they fought in a round-robin battle and paid a heavy price of death.

After shooting the arrow, Qin Yun put on a mask and led people to meet the two of them from a distance.

He knew that most of Ti Zhen’s heads had been divided among the families.

The group shook off the pursuers and headed out of Dagukou.

At dusk, the horses are galloping and everyone is having a great time!

"Hahaha, your majesty is so powerful that one arrow will definitely hit the target!"

"And the queen, your swordsmanship is peerless, killing the Turks so badly that they ran away in panic! We admire you!"

"Ti Zhen is finally dead. This bloody revenge will increase the power of our Great Xia!"

"..."

Everyone was excited. After all, he was the one who killed a big military and political figure of the Turkic people, a top figure at that, a man who could make the entire southern Turkic region tremble with just a stomp of his feet.

Murong Shunhua sat on Qin Yun's horse, the two of them hugged each other tightly, like a couple of gods.

Wait until you reach a safe area and join up with the three thousand cavalrymen.

She turned her head and glared at Qin Yun in annoyance, her white jade face slightly angry: "You clearly agreed to let me kill him, why did you shoot the arrow?"

"Hahaha!"

Qin Yun laughed and touched her belly which was free of fat. "Is there any difference?"

"It's enough that Tizhen is dead."

"Of course there is a difference." Murong deliberately expressed dissatisfaction.

Qin Yun coaxed, "There is no difference. We are husband and wife, and we are one."

Her red lips couldn't help but curl up: "You are just smooth talker."

"Hahaha!" Qin Yun laughed again, feeling happier than ever. He secretly hunted and killed Ti Zhen on the Turkic territory and gave the Turks a slap in the face.

Very popular!

"go!"

"Quickly enter Xiliang!"

"If Tizhen is dead, even if the Turks have no evidence, they will be furious and stir up endless waves!"

"Hurry up and have the Tiger Guards come to see me. I need to make full preparations to guard against the Turks."

Everyone yelled, “Yes!”

Three thousand people left in a cloud of dust and entered Xiliang.

From the beginning to the end, no one realized that it was a hunt planned by Daxia’s invasion. The only person who knew about it, Ti Zhen, died.

At least in theory, Qin Yun had it.

At this moment, at the place where Tizhen was attacked.

The crows are croaking, the sun is setting, and the night is gradually coming. It is so depressing.

Nearly two thousand soldiers looked at the corpses in front of them, their scalps tingling, as if the sky was falling!

Ye Hu is dead!

These two thousand people will all be buried alive!

The Turkic people will be enraged and ashamed. They cannot bear the wrath of the Khan...

How to do?

How to do? !