Chapter 230 Sworn to Death

This Turkic bastard fought with Jieli Khan on the battlefield, wielding the Turkic scimitar countless times.

Killed countless Han Chinese.

But there is no one knife that compares with this knife!

Because this knife cut off not only Shen Lang's head, but also the vast grassland for him, and the saint in the hearts of the grassland warriors!
He seemed to see the people of the grassland surrendering at his feet, and he seemed to see the saint Liu Mo Nong lying in his arms.

As the Turkic scimitar in his hand got closer to Shen Lang's head, the beautiful picture became clearer and clearer!

At this critical moment, the last white horse Yi Cong beside Shen Lang, he let go of the scimitar stuck in his abdomen, opened his arms and hugged Shen Lang's body tightly.

He raised his neck even more, and took the initiative to meet the cut Turkic scimitar.

"Pfft!"

"Crack!"

With the sound of skin being torn apart, the sharp Turkic scimitar cut off Baima Yicong's head in an instant.

"General, you must live."

At the moment when the head and body were split into two, this Baima Yicong was most worried about Shen Lang's life and death.

He hoped that Shen Lang could live, and the three thousand white horses all wanted Shen Lang to live!

Even if they die, even if they die without a whole body, even if they pay such a heavy price, they still hope that Shen Lang can live.

In their eyes, Shen Lang was not only the Blood Armored General whom they admired so much, but more like their child.

For him, they would rather die!

Even if they were given a chance to choose, they would never turn back!
As the head of the last Baima Yicong fell to the ground, the scorching hot blood spurted out instantly splashed Shen Lang's glance.

Looking at the white horse Yicong whose head had been beheaded in his arms, and the ferocious faces of the Turkic cavalry around him, Shen Lang's head couldn't help buzzing.

The endless anger swept his whole body in an instant, and the endless anger soared to the sky, causing the veins in his whole body to burst.

The endless anger seemed to make his body explode!
"what!"

He tightly held the bright silver gentian gun in his hand, raised his head to the sky and roared, and two lines of blood and tears instantly cut through his vicissitudes of face covered with blood.

As if feeling the endless anger in the master's heart, the bright silver gentian gun trembled.

And the white dragon horse he was sitting on raised its hooves high and roared towards the sky.

Listening to his hysterical roar, the surrounding Turkic cavalry seemed to feel their souls trembling.

And the war horses in the city couldn't help but start pacing backwards, trembling with fright.

This endless murderous aura instantly spread throughout the Far East City.

The air is burning, as if the sky is trembling!
Jieli Khan in the distance saw the scene in front of him, and his face froze in an instant with excitement.

Now that he finally managed to kill the Blood Armored General alone, but instead of the slightest joy in his heart, he was filled with inexplicable fear.

Behind Shen Lang, Liu Mo Nong trembled even more delicately, her heart was filled with unspeakable sadness and inexplicable pain.

In order to let Shen Lang live well, Bai Ma Yicong used his body to block the fall of the Turkic scimitar.

They used their own lives to protect Shen Lang's life.

This scene of sacrificing their lives to save them moved the beast-like Turkic cavalry around them.

At this moment, they stood there quietly, looking stupidly at Shen Lang, who was already at the end of his bow.

They were waiting for Shen Lang's complete roar to end.

It's not that they are soft-hearted, but this is respect for the strong.

A team that is not as good as the predecessors, followed him to kill the Turkic cavalry who killed tens of thousands of people.

Now, he fought to the last man.

Today, he is scarred and crumbling.

Death is only a matter of time.

So the Turkic cavalry was waiting, let Shen Lang take another look at those brothers who sacrificed their lives for righteousness, and let him hug the headless soldier for a while longer, but everyone was in awe of him.

"Why are you still standing there! Kill him!"

"The one who kills the blood-armored general will be the new king of our grassland, the son-in-law of Jieli Khan, and the husband of Ashmenong!"

Seeing that the Turkic cavalry on the battlefield were all stunned, Jieli Khan couldn't help roaring hysterically.

Looking at Shen Lang's ferocious face, his heart became more and more uneasy.

He wants to kill the blood armor general as soon as possible!

As his words fell, the surrounding Turkic cavalry finally reacted.

Although they were in awe, for the sake of the country and the beauty, and for the dead prairie warrior, the Blood Armored General must die!

They do not allow the Turks to have such a powerful opponent!
"kill!"

"Turkic warriors, kill the blood armor general!"

"You all get out of the way, let me come!"

The surrounding Turkic cavalry roared one after another.

They waved the Turkic scimitars in their hands, rushed towards Shen Lang and rushed to kill them.

"what!"

Shen Lang roared, and the bright silver gentian gun in his hand swept out.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

This halberd directly chopped off the two Turkic cavalry who rushed up first.

"Bleeding, endless death!"

Shen Lang tightly held the bright silver gentian gun in his hand and roared to the sky.

The endless anger in his heart soared into the sky.

boom!
As his anger reached its peak, the magical technique of demonizing ruble came out again!

I saw a bloody light descending from the sky, instantly wrapping Shen Lang tightly.

"I would like to use ten years of my life in exchange for three thousand white horse righteousness to return to the world!"

In the package of red blood light, Shen Lang raised his head to the sky and roared angrily.

He once again activated the magical skill of immortality.

Even if he lost ten years of life, he would not hesitate!

Because he vowed to keep Jieli Khan, and vowed to wipe out all the Turkic cavalry!
And the Turkic cavalry around, seeing this miraculous scene, couldn't help but froze in place one by one.

They stared at the three thousand white horse Yicong that appeared out of nowhere, their minds were blank.

"how can that be?"

"Could it be that my eyes are dazzled? Or is it a hell of a life?"

"Aren't they all dead? Isn't the blood armor general the only one left?"

"So where did it come from?"

The Turkic cavalry stared at their own eyes one by one, and the eyeballs full of doubt and disbelief seemed to fly out.

"Beiliang Army, kill!"

"Leave none, kill them all!"

Following Shen Lang's order, three thousand white horses shot out in an instant.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

In the blink of an eye, countless Turkic cavalry fell off their horses and died.

Before they could react, they greeted Bai Ma Yicong with the scimitar in his hand.

The magical skill of immortality not only increased the number of white horse righteous followers to 3000, but also greatly strengthened the combat effectiveness of the white horse righteous followers.

And Shen Lang has entered the state of demonized ruble, and it is unstoppable!

(End of this chapter)

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