The First Tyrant of Daxia

"what sound?!"

A soldier suddenly felt a little scared.

"Maybe they are just some guys who haven't died yet. Don't worry about them. Let's leave this city as soon as possible. I'm afraid we won't be able to escape after this."

The other two nodded: "That's right, let's run quickly."

The three of them had only taken a few steps when they suddenly stopped.

"Why do I feel a little cold on my back?"

"Me too, I feel like I'm being stared at by something scary."

The three of them looked back in horror.

They saw a man covered in blood standing behind them. His face was as pale as white flour without a trace of blood, but he exuded a gloomy and strange aura that made people shudder.

"What's this?!"

"It can't be a ghost?!"

"Don't look at him, this guy is too weird, let's run away!"

The three people were extremely frightened and turned around and ran away.

But it is already late.

"Blood!"

"I want...fresh blood..."

The pale figure suddenly raised his head, and a bloody light flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, his eyes instantly locked onto the three fleeing soldiers, and then he turned into a pale ghost and pounced directly over.

The three soldiers who were desperately trying to escape suddenly felt a terrifying and extremely creepy wind coming from behind them. They turned around suddenly and saw a strange figure knocking one of them to the ground.

Then the pale ghost opened its mouth and bit the soldier on the ground on the neck.

Suddenly, the soldier fell to the ground like a watermelon, and a large amount of blood spurted out of his neck.

The pale ghost directly blocked the wound on the neck with its mouth and sucked the blood into its body. As the pale ghost sucked, the soldier's body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"what!"

"It's really a ghost!"

When the remaining two soldiers saw this scene, they were so frightened that they abandoned their brothers without any hesitation and fled in panic. Whoever ran slower would die.

But in fact, neither of them could escape.

After the ghost swallowed a man's blood, its aura suddenly became stronger. It pounced forward, almost instantly, and immediately pinned down the two fleeing soldiers.

He was very strong. He could hold a soldier with one hand and no matter how they struggled, he remained as steady as a rock.

"Yes... it's Mr. Tagrofi..."

Before they died, the soldiers finally saw the ghost clearly, and it turned out to be Tagrofi, for whom they had fought so hard.

Tagrofi sucked the blood of the three men dry, and the strange paleness and decadence on his body finally improved a lot. A hint of blood color began to appear on his body, and he began to gradually become normal. The criss-crossing wounds on his body were also slowly healing.

"Qin Yun! And that old man! I won't let you off!"

Tagrofei roared angrily and rushed directly to where the army was fighting, leaving only three terrified mummies on the street.

Okita Taro's face looked a little ugly.

The two armies fought fiercely, and the 300,000 soldiers were no match for the enemy's 200,000-strong army, and were defeated again and again.

This is a problem of overall strength gap in the army. There is no problem at all with Taro Okita's own command, but he just can't beat the enemy.

In just one hour, the 300,000-strong army was defeated and suffered heavy losses.

The enemy's strength and equipment are too great, and it is not something that their ragtag army can resist.

At this moment, Okita Taro truly felt how terrifying Qin Yun's army was and how terrifying Qin Yun was.

It even gave him the illusion that if Qin Yun had an army of 100,000 at the beginning, he could have killed them to pieces.

"We have to keep our promise! Should I run away quickly?" Taro Okita's eyes changed as he looked at the fighting army.

If Qin Yun defeated those generals, it would be difficult for him to escape at that time, and Qin Yun would definitely want to catch him, because he knew that Qin Yun wanted to know the whereabouts of the Japanese remnants from his mouth.

So he must not be caught by Qin Yun!

He helped Tagrofi only because he wanted to use Tagrofi's hand to kill Qin Yun. Even if Tagrofi failed to kill Qin Yun,

Just when Taro Okita was about to escape, a bloody figure suddenly emerged from the army.

Tagrofei rushed out from the army like a god of war. No one could stop him wherever he went. The soldiers of the Shenji Camp around him were no match for him.

Qin Yun saw Tagrofi coming back to fight again and frowned slightly, "Is Tagrofi so tough? He is not dead even after being hit by Master Feng's swordsmanship?"

"more than."

Elder Feng looked a little serious, "After Tagrofi came back, he became even stronger."

Qin Yun's eyes were stern. "It seems that this Tagrofi must be killed. Otherwise, he will be a disaster in the end."

Old Feng nodded slightly. This was probably the benefit that the evil skill brought him. Although the evil skill made Tagrofi insane and bloodthirsty, it also gave Tagrofi powerful abilities. As long as he could be bloodthirsty, he would be immortal.

Unless all his vitality is cut off, he will be reborn again when the spring breeze comes.

Qin Yun ordered: "A Le, attack with all your strength, don't let them get away!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After receiving the order, Mu Le seemed to have turned into a fierce tiger of the Great Xia Empire again, leading the army to charge in.

Even Old Feng didn't dare to fall into the siege of the soldiers of the Shenji Camp, so it was naturally impossible for Tagrofi.

Tagrofi knew he was no match for his opponent, so he didn't fight with Mu Le, but rushed out directly, cutting his way out.

Mu Le was also a little helpless. Tagrofi was determined to rush out, and there was no way he could stop him.

"Mr. Okita!"

Tagrofi asked quickly, "What should we do now?"

Okita Taro said: "What else can we do? Qin Yun, who has the Shenjiying army, is too ruthless. Our army is no match for them and cannot fight them. The blood soldiers who have been trained for a long time have also suffered heavy casualties and cannot fight!"

Tagrofei was so angry that his teeth were chattering. He didn't expect the situation of the battle to change so drastically in an instant, and he didn't even have time to react.

Okita Taro said helplessly: "As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. Lord Tagrofi, let's retreat. We can't kill Qin Yun anymore. If we continue to fight, I'm afraid we will definitely lose."

Tagrofei's face was very gloomy, but he had no choice but to retreat in the end.

Qin Yun stood up suddenly, his eyes narrowed, "Want to run?!"