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Chapter 231 Killing Jieli Khan with a single shot (ask for a monthly ticket)

At this time, Baima Yicong, who was revived with full blood, rushed out like a fierce tiger descending the mountain.

Although these Turkic cavalry were numerous in number, they numbered less than [-] at this time.

What's more, they had already been terrified by the incredible scene in front of them.

"Run! They are not human!"

"What the hell! Khan, hurry up and get me!"

"Khan, save us quickly! Damn it!"

Just now it was the Turkic cavalry who vowed and scrambled to kill Shen Lang.
Now facing three thousand white horse followers, they all turned their horses' heads in fright and tried to escape.

At this moment, they had already been scared out of their wits, how could they still have the thought to kill Shen Lang, to compete for the country and saintess in the grassland?
"Brother, you can go with peace of mind, I will definitely take the head of Xiangshang of Jieli Khan as a memorial to your heroic spirit!"

Shen Lang looked down at Baima Yicong in his arms, and murmured alone.

He slowly put the corpse in his arms on the ground, and the endless murderous aura shot out from his body instantly.

"Jieli Khan, take your life!"

Shen Lang shook the bright silver gentian gun tightly in his hand, and roared at Jieli Khan, gnashing his teeth.

I saw him waving the bright silver gentian gun in his hand, rushing towards Jieli Khan and rushing to kill him.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The bright silver gentian gun, with its bloodthirsty light, instantly killed the two Turkic cavalrymen on the opposite side.

The surrounding Baima Yicong followed closely behind, like a sharp dagger, ripped open the Turkic army.

Run to kill Jie Li Khan!

"Quick! Stop them!"

"Turkic warriors, surround them!"

"There are only a few thousand of them, kill them!"

Seeing Shen Lang rushing towards him, Jieli Khan trembled with fright, and roared in panic.

Facing this group of [-] white horses who appeared out of nowhere, Jieli Khan was also terrified.

He really couldn't figure out where these people came from.

Is it really a hell?
Is it all an illusion?
Even though there were countless doubts in his heart, at this moment, he could only bite the bullet and persist, trying to kill the blood armored general.

For this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he disregarded the life of his son Ash Hanbing, and the lives of tens of thousands of Turkic cavalry, just to make this game and let the blood armor general come to the Far East.

Although the three thousand white horse Yicong that appeared out of nowhere terrified him, he had no way out.

Now that there is no soldier in the grassland, if he escapes, he will inevitably lead the blood armor general and others to the grassland, and the consequences will be disastrous.

Behind him are tens of thousands of Turkic herdsmen, and tens of thousands of Turkic wives and children. He cannot escape, and the Turkic army cannot be defeated!

He had no choice but to put all his eggs in one basket and kill the Blood Armored General in the Far East City.

"Bleeding, endless death!"

Shen Lang led three thousand white horse followers and slaughtered the Turkic cavalry crazily.

And he even stepped on the corpse of the Turkic cavalry, pressing towards Jieli Khan step by step.

"Go and protect Khan!"

Liu Menong couldn't help but screamed when he saw Shen Lang gradually killing Jieli Khan.

But her burly man in black, with less than a hundred people, is being slaughtered by the white horse Yicong at this time, how can there be a chance to rescue her?

"Jeli Khan, your time of death has arrived!"

Looking at Jieli Khan who was so close at hand, Shen Lang couldn't help roaring up to the sky, and chopped off the surrounding Turkic cavalry with a halberd.

"God blocks kill gods, Buddha blocks kill Buddha!"

Shen Lang raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, and rushed to Jieli Khan with a charge.

Facing Shen Lang who was so close at hand, Jieli Khan trembled with fright.

Especially Shen Lang's ferocious expression, and the bright silver gentian gun emitting bloodthirsty light, made Jieli Khan instantly surrounded by a breath of death.

At this time, it was too late for him to roar and shout, and he turned his horse's head and tried to escape.

But will Shen Lang give him this opportunity?

The answer is obvious, absolutely impossible!

"Boss of the Han family, have you seen your spirit in heaven? Your great revenge will be avenged soon!"

Shen Lang ignored the existence of Jieli Khan directly and gorgeously, looked up at the gloomy sky, and murmured alone.

In the gray sky, Shen Lang seemed to see the cheeks of countless Han family sons.

Although their faces were covered with blood, Shen Lang saw countless expectations.

"Jeli Khan, go to hell!"

Shen Lang's eyes split open in an instant, and the bright silver gentian gun in his hand flew out.

Jieli Khan kept running wildly, trying to escape from this Far Eastern city, which was like a hell on earth.

But the bright silver gentian gun, with its endless murderous intent and bloodthirsty light, rushed towards his back and stabbed hard into his heart.

"Pfft!"

With the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart, Jieli Khan was turned on his back in an instant.

The bright silver gentian gun directly pierced his body, nailing him to the land of the Far East!

"Mo Nong, run away!"

The moment the bright silver gentian spear pierced his back, Jieli Khan's roar rang out over the Far East City.

Although he killed people like hemp, although his hands were covered with the blood of countless Han family sons.

But he was still a father after all, and when he was dying, the first thing he thought of was his daughter Liu Mo Nong.

The reason why he escaped was to lure the blood armor general away and give his daughter the opportunity and time to escape.

Now, carrying the guilt and self-blame of being a father, he fell in a pool of blood and was nailed to the land of the Far East.

He also wanted to be a good father, but who made him born in the grassland, in the family of the king of the grassland.

He is the Turkic Khan. For the future of the grassland and for the people of the grassland to escape the cold, he must invade the borders of the Tang Dynasty and try to get involved in the Central Plains.

Learning is like rowing upstream.

The same goes for a country.

If he fails to strengthen the Turks, he will be annexed by various forces.

Now, with reluctance and guilt, he completely bid farewell to this battlefield that was like a hell on earth.

"Father!"

Looking at Jieli Khan who was nailed to the ground in the distance, Liu Monong roared hysterically.

The tears welling up in her eyes instantly cut through her blood-stained cheeks.

The surrounding Turkic cavalry were stunned for a moment. They never expected that Jieli Khan would be nailed to the ground by the blood-armored general.

They stared at the trembling bright silver gentian gun for a long time, and their hearts were instantly filled with deep fear.

What about the vast mountains and rivers of the prairie, what about the peerless appearance of the prairie saint.

At this moment, the murderous aura of the bright silver gentian gun was instantly replaced in their minds.

Their blood, which was crazy for the country and the beauties, also completely cooled down with the death of Jieli Khan.

In the face of life and death, everything is insignificant and not worth mentioning.

While they were slightly taken aback, Bai Ma Yicong around him was not idle.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

With the sword in hand, countless Turkic cavalry were chopped off and dismounted.

The massacre continued, and the blood in the Far East City became more and more fierce.

(End of this chapter)