Huo Jingyun's blunt sword has already met him.
His blunt sword let out a dragon cry, and the blue halo rising from the sky enveloped them, but it was instantly shattered by Jin Guangzhe's red Li sword.
With a sullen face, he made one move after another, while Liang Hongxiu was behind him firing arrows to protect him.
Ling Chen and Qing Yun also joined the battle.
Jin Guangzhe smiled, without any fear: "Is there any more, you all come together, I don't care!"
In the distance, a short but fierce person rushed towards his face, and the Seven Star Treasure Hammer flew up and down, no one could get close.
That was Fan Sheng. When Jin Guangzhe's Li sword was aimed at Huo Jingyun again, Fan Sheng's Seven Star Hammer also arrived.
The Juggernaut's wheelchair was spinning, and he shot countless sharp blue ice balls from his single palm, hitting Jin Guangzhe, Jin Guangzhe sneered, and halfway from Li Jian suddenly diverted to aim at the Juggernaut, and Li Jian shot golden sparks, like shattered stars , shot into the body of the Juggernaut, together with the guard Vulture behind him.
The Juggernaut hit the last string of hockey pucks, sat quietly on the wheelchair, looked up at the blue sky in mid-autumn for the last time, and let out a deep breath, it turned out that he was really old.
When those ambitions start to be pinned on children, people are really old.
Huo Jingyun leaped to the side of the Juggernaut, held his hands, and called out in a low voice, "Father!"
The Juggernaut had lost his breath, he couldn't hear Huo Jingyun's long-lost "father", but so what? These are not important to him.
Huo Jingyun knelt there on his knees.
More and more arrows flew over.
Liang Hongxiu jumped and opened the arrow for Huo Jingyun.
Qingyun and Lingchen Han Zhitao pestered Jin Guangzhe.
Huo Jingyun looked at the serious blue face of the Juggernaut. In his memory, the master had never had a smiling face. He also never had a wife. But he wants to be the overlord of the entire five continents!
Now, he just died like this.
Huo Jingyun was sad in his heart, ever since he knew that he was not a real descendant of the Ling family, he hated his master, he almost never spoke to him again, he wanted to ask about his mother several times, but because of the war, it was delayed again and again. In the past, now, no one will tell him again.
How he got here, who he really is, will probably always be a secret.
Huo Jingyun grabbed the blunt sword and got on his horse. He looked around and saw densely packed soldiers fighting together. He understood that there was still a long way to go, and he could only go forward, not back! And there are some roads that can't be turned back at all.
In the distance, a raging fire ignited, jumping, like hot blood, and black smoke rushed up, slowly covering the sky. The sharp arrow howled as if coming from the sky.
He was shot by an arrow, it seemed that there was more than one arrow, and another arrow rushed past his cheek, blood flowed down and fell into his mouth. His blunt sword moved mountains and seas, slashing and killing like wheat.
Ling Chen and Qing Yun entangled Jin Guangzhe. Qingyun kept thinking about what his master said, only Canglongjian and Qiushuijian could kill Jin Guangzhe. The master's words are reassuring, Qingyun is sure that they can kill Jin Guangzhe.
But she doesn't seem to be close to Jin Guangzhe at all.
Only when Ling Chen's Canglong soft sword was wrapped around Jin Guangzhe's Li sword, Qingyun would take the opportunity to stab him, but he could always dodge it. And Ling Chen had to take her into consideration, so he couldn't fight wholeheartedly, so even though they were two people, they actually got the upper hand.
A strong wind blew up in the wilderness, surrounded by the sound of fighting, the wind blowing on the face, carrying sand and black smoke, it was suffocating.
Ling Chen was hit by an arrow, the arrow pierced his left shoulder, the long arrow feathers were exposed, and he pulled it out! Blood splashed across Qingyun's face.
Jin Guangzhe had a smile on his face, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and his surroundings were full of fragmented corpses, covered in a thick layer.
Huo Jingyun attacked Jin Guangzhe from behind, but Fan Sheng went around behind Huo Jingyun!
Seeing Fan Sheng hit Huo Jingyun on the back with the Seven Star Treasure Hammer.
Liang Hongxiu didn't even think about it, the sword in his hand stabbed at Fan Sheng, and his body lay across Huo Jingyun's back...
Hearing a "bang", Liang Hongxiu fell off the horse, vomited blood, and prostrated himself on the ground.
"Red Sleeve!"
Huo Jingyun yelled, and the blunt sword cut off the chain of Fan Sheng's seven-star hammer. Fan Sheng was still in shock, but Huo Jingyun chopped him off his horse.
Huo Jingyun got off the horse and hugged Liang Hongxiu.
Her spine was shattered into foam.
"Your Majesty..." Liang Hongxiu wanted to reach out to touch Huo Jingyun's face, but she could no longer lift her hand.
"I really miss the days in Ziyitang, how happy I was back then... Why, slowly, it became what it is now. I have a lot, but I also lost a lot..." A large film slowly burst out in front of her eyes. Colorful flowers.
"Hongxiu... Do you want to go back? Do you want to go back to Yuncheng?"
Liang Hongxiu shook her head: "No, a place without you is meaningless... Your Majesty, can you, can you kiss me?" Her eyes were already blurred and her gaze was distracted.
Huo Jingyun's eyes were dim, and he gently kissed her forehead.
Liang Hongxiu lay in his arms, tears streaming down his clothes, wetting his clothes...
She finally let go of his hand.
This is the woman who has accompanied him the longest. He knew what she was thinking, but in his heart, she was really just his sister. He couldn't give her the love of a man and a woman, so he didn't want to imprison her in the harem and harm her.
She later left him several times and returned several times. Now, she left him completely.
There were so many people surrounding Jin Guangzhe, it seemed that they couldn't kill Jin Guangzhe.
Qing Yun and Ling Chen were attacking Jin Guangzhe on the left and right, but they were unsuccessful. And whenever Jin Guangzhe attacked Qingyun, Ling Chen would be distracted.
Qing Yun pondered for a long time, then he had an idea, and suddenly jumped up, ready to jump on Ling Chen's horse, Ling Chen was stunned and immediately caught her with both hands.
She was petite and nestled on Ling Chen's chest, which did not affect Ling Chen's performance at all, and Ling Chen could still protect her.
Ling Chen understood Qingyun's meaning, she kept attacking Jin Guangzhe in the gap between Ling Chen and Jin Guangzhe's battle!
In this way, Jin Guangzhe really could only deal with it, and could not take the initiative to attack.
The blue wind was floating, the green grass was swaying, and the blue cloud was in Ling Chen's embrace, like a monkey. Attack Jin Guangzhe from time to time, using Qiushui sword, poisonous bullets, or poisonous needles.
At this time, the two people seemed to be one person.
When Ling Chen's Canglong Sword wrapped around Jin Guangzhe's Li Jian again, Qingyun saw the opportunity, pressed Piccolo's poisonous needle with his left hand, and the Qiushui Sword with his right went straight to Jin Guangzhe's chest!
Jin Guangzhe withdrew his sword and turned back, Ling Chen's Canglong Sword was firmly nailed to his back!
The moment Jin Guangzhe fell off the horse, Ling Chen flew up and pierced Qingyun's chest with the Qiushui sword in Qingyun's hand!
His bright red shirt was slowly drenched with oozing blood. Ling Chen's Canglong Sword was stuck in his back, Qingyun's Qiushui Sword was stuck in his chest, and he held Qingyun's poisonous needle in his hand. With the last ounce of strength, he threw the Li sword in his hand towards Qing Yun, watching Li Jian stab into Qing Yun's chest accurately.
With a smile on his face, he slowly fell to the ground amidst Ling Chen's frenzied roar...
History records only results, not details. The Western Zhou Continental Historical Records only record that at the end of August in the third year of Daxin, Jin Guangzhe died in the Battle of Xuancheng at the age of 27. A few strokes.
Jin Guangzhe, the emperor of the Western Zhou Continent, succeeded to the throne at the age of fourteen. He reigned for thirteen years, with iron wrists and countless murders. It took him six years to unify the turbulent and scattered Western Zhou Dynasty.
But he didn't keep his own world.
Some emperors are born military strategists, but they are not good politicians, and they cannot be good country managers. Some people are suitable for fighting and plundering, while others are more suitable for management.
Survival of the fittest.
No matter how big the wind and snow is, no matter how long the night is, it will eventually pass.