The Inverted Dragon is Scale

Chapter 813

Chum!

Yan Xiangma lifted the long sword in his hand and threw a head into the air.

The peacock soldier stared at Yan Xiangma with wide eyes and an incredible face. He couldn't understand how the vitality of the enemy general could be so tenacious - all the people around him were dead, and he was still fighting and resisting desperately. He would rather die than surrender.

Because of the excessive force, Yan Xiangma's body stumbled and fell to the front.

Chum!

The Changle sword in his hand was inserted into the black soil, which prevented his body from falling and prevented him from falling into the soil.

"Come on ----- you come again ------ kill me ------" Yan Xiangma raised his head and roared, staring at the peacock soldiers surrounded with blood red eyes.

Yan Xiangma is very tired. Since he failed to sneak camp last night, he led thousands of people to escape all the way. As a result, the people around him died and were injured. At the Wujiang ferry, the team of 3000 finally won less than 300.

In the face of more than ten times the enemy, the team of 300 people rushed and fought all the way. Even the iron miners were exhausted and difficult to support.

Now, all the more than 300 people around him have fallen into the soil under the rainstorm and can no longer stand up. He is the only one in the whole team, and he is the only one who is still insisting----

His armor had long been removed and thrown away because it was heavy, and his clothes had long been soaked in rain.

The cold clothes stuck to him, but he didn't feel the slightest cold.

Instead, the hot blood was boiling and burning, catalyzing the life potential again and again, and then raised the long sword in his hand again.

His face and body were scarred. The injury was not serious. It was cut by some throwing knives and arrows.

However, these wounds are also fatal enough, because each opening is bleeding. With a large amount of blood flowing out of his body, his real strength gradually disappears, and then becomes weaker and weaker.

He knew that he could not bear another wave of attacks from those people.

He doesn't understand why they don't have a new round of impact----

And the peacock Legion hovering above the sky. They didn't do anything from beginning to end and have been watching the war quietly. It's like - this fight is just a big play for them. A big play that ended in a tragedy.

"Yan Xiangma, do you want to resist?"

"If you are caught quickly, you can get a way to live -----"

"If my king hadn't wanted to know you personally, he would have killed your dog ----"

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Hearing the cries around, Yan Xiangma understood why they had been unwilling to kill themselves, and the peacock Legion on on top of their head had never made a move.

It turned out that their peacock king wanted to end himself personally, but the king of a country kept his little man in mind - he didn't feel honored at all.

"Tell your peacock king that his Xiangma grandpa - only died in battle, it is impossible to surrender --" Yan Xiangma said with blood on his face and a wild smile.

After that, Yan Xiangma suddenly regretted.

He has a good brother called Li shepherd, and Li shepherd has a little girlfriend called yingqiandu.

Yingqiandu's father is yingboyan, the peacock king, and he calls yingboyan "grandson". Then, what does Li shepherd yingqiandu call himself?

The relationship is a little complicated!

"Bastard, dare to insult my king --"

"Kill him, don't appreciate it -"

"If you don't surrender, there's only one way out ----"

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"What about death? You think my grandpa Xiangma is afraid of death? I tell you, I'm the No. 1 Wanyu in Jiangnan City. I can do anything ----- if you don't kill me today, it will sunset into grandpa Xiangma's hands, and I will make your life worse than death ----- "

Above the sky, a burning sun appeared.

Boom------

The scorching sun fell from the sky, just like the falling sun, and hit the head of Yan Xiangma.

Yan Xiangma screamed miserably, and there was no more sound.

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For the people of the nine kingdoms of China, the winter of this year is particularly cold.

There are not only snowstorms with the arrival of the cold current, but also the open storm blood of the nine countries.

The Peacock Dynasty joined hands with the Heiyan Empire to fight in the seven countries. Naturally, the seven countries were unwilling to invade, and they vowed to resist to the death.

Whether it is the party who takes the initiative to fight or the party who is about to be conquered, the people are uneasy.

After all, war means that some people will be injured, some will die, some will win and some will fail - victory is fixed, and defeat is more desolate.

However, whether victory or defeat, what does it mean to ordinary people?