After the killing in the front row was dispersed, Daling River Fort was behind Yang Da, but now his demonic energy penetrated into his heart and lungs, and he was cruel and ruthless. He only knew how to kill him when he was looking for someone. He also took this task to heart. Seeing the Jin army retreating to the camp and giving him the road to the Daling River, he did not hesitate at all, and he went to the camp with the largest population.

The elite Jiannu soldiers were killed and bravely killed. One of the warriors Oboi asked, "Yenu, King Khan asked us to surround Daling River Fort and block the Han people from entering Daling River. Why did you remove your troops? If there is no force to protect the trench wall, your position will be messed up, and the Beiyu Tulush will inevitably be messed up. How can you block the Han people from just two trench walls?"

"If that person is gone, you will be the number one sinner of our army."

Yenu was still frightened. When he heard Oboi's words, he retorted and scolded: "Oboi, that devil is so fierce. You, the number one warrior in Manchuria, dare not go up to stop him. Why do you brothers go to die?"

"So what if we let that Han man enter the city? Can he go to heaven and earth and escape in the city?"

After Ye Nu said this, he ignored him again and just looked carefully at Yang Da's direction under the cover of the soldiers. Yang Da looked coldly at Daling River Fort, then turned around and turned into a stream of light to break into their formation. Ye Nu was so scared that he wailed and wanted to continue escaping his life. But in order to take two steps, he was pierced by a spear.

Obai coldly let go of the spear in his hand, watched Ye Nu plunge to the ground, pulled out his battle knife, and shouted around: "Brothers! Warriors! Come with me Obai, kill you, the violators are like Ye Nu!"

The Jin soldiers around him immediately shouted and reorganized, and their morale was slightly boosted.

"Kill!" Yang Da's figure came through the air wrapped in a round of blood light. Oboi raised his sword and was about to resist. Yang Da didn't even look at the sword energy that split out from the blood light he protected. Just one slash, he cut off Oboi's long sword and slashed him in half.

Yang Da had no idea who he had killed with this sword. He had already killed many Jiannu people along the way. Now the rolling blood energy on his body rushed into the blood lotus above his head, condensed into reality, and suddenly understood the principle of the differentiation of sword lights, which could transform the invisible sword energy into hundreds of sword lights, and divide it into Ruyi, making it more convenient to kill people.

On this side, Yang Da closed his hands and scattered hundreds of sword lights, just like a heavenly river, sweeping over the army. Wherever he went, the Jiannu soldiers were exhausted and turned into a mummy. The ordinary war lost 30% of their troops before they collapsed. They were already an amazing elite. Now Yang Da’s methods are strange and unpredictable, bloody and cruel, and superstitious Jurchen soldiers can persevere until now. It is not so much a firm mind, but rather a reaction.

Now they reacted, and they were so scared that they could not help themselves and dared to run for life.

Yang Da calmly reaped his lives behind them. He killed people too quickly. No one could hold on with the magic sword, but his speed was faster than deserters. So Huang Taiji on the high platform was surprised to find that the line of troops in front of him was defeated, and there seemed to be an invisible force. He was lurking quietly behind the fleeing soldiers, silently, and no longer could see the dust generated by the soldiers' actions.

Huangtai and the camp were not far from the front army. After a while, Huangtai and the high platform could see an isolated figure performing their body movements and coming to the camp. Although Yang Da saw this camp, he didn't care and went straight to the crowded place.

The defense in the camp was even more tight. Huang Tai and his brother Duoduo personally pressed the formation. Four or five shamans stood on the left and right sides of him, and a Han Taoist priest. When he saw Yang Da stepping into the camp, he came here, and his murderous intent emerged.

Seeing this scene, Yang Da still smiled and said, "I don't know, can you stop me for three minutes?"

Duoduoyou did not answer because Yang Da was using Chinese dialect. How could the Jiannu savage understand? The Han monk among the five suddenly sneered: "What a big sigh! He is just a mundane, but he has been sacrificed and refined some magic, so he dares to clamor here. You have killed people without any calculations, and you have already hurt Tianhe. If you die in the hands of Dao Master, it is also a merit."

The Taoist priest urged the long banner and saw a black air descending from the banner and turning into a dragon with its teeth and claws. The mist was refined by a miasma. The Manchu soldiers and brave men around felt the mouth and nose were sweet, and then turned into pus. Duoduo's face changed. The shaman wizard behind him was muttering, and a few phosphorus fires suddenly rose from his backbone in his hand to protect Duoduo and his men.

Yang Da did not hide, and let the black fog fill the sky, and soon he fell into the hurried black fog and could no longer see the shadow.

The Taoist laughed: "There is such a fool in this world. Let me use the five bone-eroding miasma miasma. After three breaths, I am afraid that a piece of semen iron will turn into pus." Duoduo smiled and said in a man's words: "The magician is indeed powerful. I will definitely write to the Khan to ask for me for the mage."

Before he finished speaking, a red light suddenly flashed in the black fog. A large free sword energy of about a foot long broke out into the void and broke out. A stream of light flashed. The Taoist face suddenly changed. The long banner protecting the body of the long banner in his hand was suddenly split open. A tangible and invisible sword energy pierced into his heart, and randomly carried the soul essence and blood of his body out of his body, killing all the wizard shamans closer to him.

Only the great shaman standing behind Duoduo was shattered with the phosphorus fire she protected, and a white bone slaughter was hanged above the heads of the two. The other generals and wizards on both sides had the sword energy and slashed them in one go.

The big shaman's face changed terriblely, and he spurted out blood, and said in panic: "Belle! The Han man's magic is powerful, I'm afraid he will be against him. Yes, Mr. Bell, please go to the Khan king for help. I'll stop this Han man here for a moment! Yes, Mr. Bell, go! Now only Lord Zhangjia, who is beside King Khan, can kill this Han man. Yes, go and ask him to take action!"

Duoduo rolled and crawled for a few steps before he saw the shaman behind him shattering the body, and he was also dismembered by a sword light. In the next moment, Duoduo only felt his body lightening and suddenly flew up. His perspective suddenly turned to a strange angle, and could see a headless corpse wearing the same clothes as his clothes, and his body was captured by the sword light.

He suddenly understood: "So that's me!" He felt that his soul was swallowed by a blood light and he was trapped in the boundless darkness.

Huangtai on the high platform suddenly heard someone coming to report: "King Khan! The central army was destroyed, the shamans of worship were killed by the Han people, and Duoduo Beile unfortunately died. Now the four armies are in chaos, and the soldiers and brave men are mutiny. They are already in chaos and are fighting and running for life. The Han people kill each other as soon as they see each other. Two more Beile, a banner master died at his hands, and countless dead people are dead under them, and the 50,000 troops are almost lost!"

Huang Taiji stood up like thunder, shook his feet twice, and then a mouthful of blood was spurted out. The guards around him hurriedly stepped forward to support him. Huang Taiji was still struggling and said with difficulty: "Go and invite the Buddha, invite the great shaman, use my handsome seal to make an order to worship all Buddhas as living Buddhas, and let one of my sons become a monk! No matter what, I have to ask them to take action!"

The Styx looked at Jiannu's camp from afar, and at the same time, the soul sensed the secrets of heaven at all times. Suddenly, two or three auras flew towards Liaodong. Two of them had the power of Buddhism's refutation, while the other was the Western Kunlun Demonic Way, and there were also some abnormal movements in the south of the Middle Earth.

"Yang Dagan is beautiful! Now it's time for me to take action. The Battle of Daling River is a great catastrophe of gods. If you don't die, you will be the left-handed demons and even the righteous mysterious gate. How can it be said that it is a great catastrophe of immortals for five hundred years?"
Chapter completed!