At this time, Yang Zhan had already killed other people, but most of them were killed by Geda.
Using Qi to control the sword, he went on a rampage, and many people who fought against Yang Zhan were accidentally killed.
It also caused the enemy to panic, be timid, and have no morale at all.
Now Geda is left standing in the sky, staring at Yang Zhan with splitting eyes.
Yang Zhan raised his head: "Thank you for your help, otherwise I would have had to work harder to kill all these shrimp soldiers and crab generals!"
Having said that, Yang Zhan's body was also soaked in blood, both from his enemies and from his own.
After all, he is a Qi practitioner in the Tongxuan realm, and his methods are extremely lethal, that is, him, otherwise he would have been killed long ago!
What's more, he was poisoned!
Now Yang Zhan's blood energy is much weaker.
Geda's eyes were a little red on his thin face.
"What a great Yang Zhan. I was worried just now because I had too many people. Now, I have no worries anymore!"
"Then what?"
Geda suddenly moved up the air control again, directly pulling out an extremely high distance.
"No matter how strong you Yang Zhan is, at such a height, even a crossbow cannot reach you. You are just my target!"
Yang Zhan: "If I were in the house, what could you do to me?"
Geda was stunned for a moment, then immediately took action: "It's not that easy to run away!"
In an instant.
A sword fell from the sky, carrying more terrifying murderous intent than before.
But Yang Zhan did not run away, and his weak blood energy surged again at this moment.
The next moment, the long knife in Yang Zhan's hand suddenly flew into the air.
Geda was shocked and hurriedly moved away to avoid it.
But immediately, Geda saw that Yang Zhan's power was indeed too strong. What Yang Zhan could not do even with a powerful bow and crossbow, Yang Zhan could swing the long knife up with only his arm strength and spin rapidly into the sky.
Geda watched the long knife go upwards from not far away from him, and quickly floated away!
"Haha... Although you are very powerful, you are not a crossbow after all, and your accuracy is very poor."
Poof!
Yang Zhan's shoulder was instantly pierced by Geda's sword.
At this time, Geda became even more excited. He kneaded the secrets with both hands, and his spiritual thoughts and energy followed him.
After the sword pierced Yang Zhan's shoulder, he turned around and stabbed him again.
But at this moment, the flying sword stopped suddenly and suddenly fell into the snow.
Geda, who was above the sky, lowered his head in shock and saw that his lower waist and legs were moving away from him.
And a spinning knife flew past his eyes, and then fell downwards.
Geda was a little puzzled, a little confused, and then frightened.
The whistling wind blew, the breath of his rapid fall.
Geda opened his mouth and roared with all his strength: "How is that possible!!!"
Yang Zhan reached out and caught his knife.
He was instantly stuck on the ground, holding on with one hand, and watched as Geda's legs fell to the ground first, and then the upper half of his body fell into the snow together.
However, the two halves of the body fell in different directions.
Yang Zhan looked at the angry-eyed Geda and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Then he said: "Because my knife is called the Wind Knife, a knife like the wind!"
Geda frowned, although his eyes were full of reluctance, he finally died.
Yang Zhan turned around and saw that the attackers of Sanzi and the others had been dealt with.
There were stumps of limbs and broken arms on the ground, corpses with heads missing, and the red-stained snow, but they were all covered by heavy snow.
The heavy snow covered up all the dirt, showing cleanliness and holiness.
I took a look at my left arm and it was completely black.
The enemy was dead, and when he relaxed, Yang Zhan found that he couldn't even pick up the knife.
At this time, Sanzi and Sier rushed out.
Yang Zhan suddenly looked into the distance with sharp eyes and yelled:
"Don't come over, stick to the prison!"
The third son and the fourth son stopped.
Gritting their teeth, the two retreated.
"General, please come back quickly..."
Before he finished speaking, everyone heard the sound of countless shocking horse hooves, rapidly approaching from far away.
The expressions of everyone in the Heavenly Prison changed, including the four jailers of the Heavenly Prison.
"This is the army!"
The third son looked at Prince Yang Xing and asked expectantly: "Your Highness, are you here to protect Tianlao?"
Yang Xing felt the eager glances from everyone, as if they all wanted to see him nod and say yes.
but!
How could his father send an army to protect the prison?
If his father wanted to send troops to protect him, how could these things happen before.
Yang Xing did not answer or speak.
But Sanzi and the others all understood.
The third son suddenly stood up and became furious:
"Why, we and the general fought for Daxia through life and death, resisting barbarian countries and guarding the border. Now, you actually use a large army to kill us. I, Zhang San, refuse to accept it!"
"I, Li Si, don't accept it!"
"My king won't accept it even if his head is chopped off!"
"I, Li Liu, will not accept it even if I die and become a ghost!"
Fierce murderous intent filled the prison.
The brave momentum stirs the soul.
Even though Chen Liner, who had been calm and seemingly unfathomable, looked shocked.
Although it had long been speculated that someone in the Daxia Dynasty wanted to deal with Yang Zhan, they never expected that someone would actually mobilize an army.
Even Princess Li Yu, who had always hated Yang Zhan, looked ugly and for the first time did not curse Yang Zhan to death.
As for Li Zhizhu, he bit his red lips and clenched his fists.
Even the statement and several of his East Palace guards were filled with indignation.
Only Yang Xing felt extremely ashamed and felt shameless in front of others.
I could only say stubbornly: "I will die with you. There will no longer be a prince here. Give me a sword!"
Li Yu rolled his eyes at Yang Xing: "You are so sick, how can you still kill the enemy?"
"If you die in battle, I will kill myself and go on the road with you all!"
Yang Xing looked tragic. At this time, he knew that there was nothing he could do to save himself.
In front of the army, no matter how strong the people present are, they cannot resist the iron hoof of the army!
Chen Lin'er suddenly looked at Zhang San: "Please, give us three weapons, we still have some cultivation."
A few clanks.
Several knives were unsheathed and thrown to Chen Lin'er and the three women.
Three weak-looking women holding large knives are incompatible after all.
However, there are only swords here!
Yu Shu supported Yang Xing: "Your Highness, I'm going too!"
Yang Xing gritted his teeth: "Okay, Yu Shu, please help me kill a few more, let them see my East Palace spirit, I will come too, even if my body is not strong and I can't fight, I will advance and retreat with you, live and die together!"
"good!"
Lao Liu clasped his fists and said solemnly: "Everyone, let's go together!"
"Come with us!"
Everyone shouted in unison.
And at this time.
The army was already arrayed outside the Tianlao, in order.
The dark infantrymen in black armor showed off their spears and toothed shields!
The charging horses gathered, but there was no neighing at all. Their spears pointed at the lonely figure outside the prison.
The iron-blooded killing momentum rushed towards the entire Tianlao.
Yang Zhan looked up at the sky. The wind was blowing his hair, and his blood-stained clothes were floating in the air.
The wind in the night is getting colder, and the snow... is getting bigger!
