ter continuous impacts and vibrations, the tiger's mouth was already bloody.His hand was almost not his own, wielding the sword purely on instinct, supported only by a powerful willpower.The Chángxī s...Be it bewilderment, or fear.

At this point in time, for the remaining British soldiers on the battlefield.

As long as Yang Jiande is willing to give them a reason, they can only believe it.

When a person is drowning, they will desperately cling to even a single straw, even if...they know it can't save them!

On the battlefield, the tide of Yang's army, which had been on the verge of collapse, seemed to stabilize slightly. Everyone, consciously or unconsciously, focused their attention on the clash at the center of the battle.

Seeing Yang Jiande absorb all the blood flames, his body enveloped in blood light, he roared and charged forward, heading straight for Chong Xuan Zhu Liang.

Zheng Xuanzhu's expression, unprecedentedly serious.

“Drink poison to quench one’s thirst.”

He said this, but he didn't boast. Instead, he retreated into the ranks and directly condensed the Ten Thousand Soldier Evil Spirit, then faced Yang Jiande.

But seeing the army formation of Chong Xuan Chu Liang take shape, the power of the soldiers surged like dragons and snakes, intertwining and tearing at each other. Finally, under Chong Xuan Chu Liang's control, it formed a massive fist, smashing down towards Yang Jiande.

But Yang Jiande, his body enveloped in blood-red light, met him with a single punch.

The two fists were so different in size, looking vastly unequal in strength. However, upon colliding, both sides came to a standstill.

Then, in the rear ranks, soldiers surged and Yang Jiande's hair flew wildly. They fought to a standstill.

"The king is divine!" A Yang army general roared.

One against ten thousand!

Yang Jiande flew in the air and punched down directly at the military formation.

“Chong Xuan Chu Liang! Take the field and fight me to the death, do not implicate innocent soldiers!”

In response to him, there was only a cold military order— "Bind Autumn Killing Formation!"

A sound like ten thousand, its echo reverberating.

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"Autumn Slaughter!"

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"Autumn Kill!"

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"Autumn Slaughter!"

On the entire battlefield, besides Chong Xuan and Chu Liang personally leading tens of thousands of troops, there were also eighteen battalions of Qiu Sha army formations.

Among them, the most tragic was the force led by Chong Xuan Sheng, with only seven hundred men remaining. This was because their unit directly broke through the main army and charged into the enemy's central army, taking on the most dangerous mission. Of course, they also accomplished the greatest feat of beheading generals and capturing flags.

Besides these, most of the other works have complete casts.

The Qiu Sha Army was not undeservedly renowned. The gap in strength between them and the Yang Army was immense. Despite Ji Cheng's best efforts, he could only maintain the status quo, barely preventing a collapse, and it was difficult to inflict much effective damage on the Qiu Sha Army.

At this moment, Chong Xuan issued a command with all his might. The Qiu Sha Army, active on the battlefield, instantly gathered their murderous intent!

One place, two places, three places…

...Field An Tai's forces...Heavy Xuan Sheng's forces...

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Eighteen formations of soldiers suddenly rose, echoing each other from afar.

Eighteen gusts of autumn wind rose, sweeping across the battlefield like fallen leaves.

These soldiers share the same roots and are interconnected.

While Chong Xuan and Chu Liang's troops were gathered like a full moon in the sky, their formation was as vast and brilliant as a round mirror.

Autumn wind is crisp, autumn moon bright.

Leaves gather and disperse, crows settle and are startled!

Right above this autumn moon, suddenly a blade of light slashed down.

That was Chong Xuan Chu Liang condensing the power of the entire Qiu Sha Army in an instant, then wielding his life-taking sword.

This blade embodies the might of three armies, gathering all evil spirits to slaughter. As soon as it appeared, it was already before Jian De under the setting sun.

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"Heartless!"

Yang Jiande spread out his hand, clenched his fist, and held it horizontally before his forehead.

His eyes instantly turned blank, devoid of even the slightest hint of emotion. He appeared as if a white bone deity, utterly lifeless.

Or perhaps, it was because he knew the power of this state that he had such high expectations for the White Bone Divine Being, hoping to use it to stop Chong Xuan's "Zhu Liang" blade. He never expected that this so-called deity, with internal instability within his own teachings, could not unleash his true potential and was ultimately defeated by Chong Xuan's Zhu Liang.

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After extinguishing the flames, Yang Jiande's other hand extended like a claw and grasped the blade of light!

A low growl: "Absolute desire!"

Crimson blaze, blades shattering!

The blade shattered.

He eradicated his own kin, slaying his children with his own hands, and on the battlefield, amidst the chaos of war, he absorbed the killing energy, his blood burning with the flames of a thousand men. His demonic arts were nearing completion.

In this state, Yang Jiande was like a god or a demon.

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He drew out his spear, Lie Yang, and grasped it in his hand.

The golden spear, meeting bloodlight, erupted in a dense hissing sound.

Even in this state, Yang Jiande couldn't help but furrow his brow, finding it unbearable to endure such pain.

And just within this dense contact, where blood red and gold were locked in battle, the entire brilliant golden Sunfire Spear began to change. From the tip, a crimson stain quickly spread, creeping along the shaft towards the hilt.

However, Yang Jiande was training his soldiers at the last minute, intending to transform the fiery and fierce spear of sunlight, "Zhili," into a weapon suitable for the Blood Demon Skill that extinguished emotions and desires, so as to maximize his own combat effectiveness.

Of course, Chong Xuan Chu Liang would not stand idly by and let him succeed smoothly.

While Yang Jiande's crimson war spear just ignited on one side, Chong Xuan and Zhu Liang directly unleashed their power on the other.

All the troop souls belonging to Qiu Sha's army gathered together on the battlefield, and he commanded the military formation, soaring into the air.

The vast army, under the command of Chongxuan Chuliang, fluttered like leaves.

As if a gentle breeze, it blew softly toward Yang Jiande.

Such a light and airy strike, Yang Jiande suddenly changed color. He held the incomplete spear, straight toward the void!

The imposing army drums beat, shaking the soldiers to their core. Under the tactics of warfare, they transformed into a withered yellow wind.

A gust of wind blew in my face.

A touch of scarlet stained the spearhead. Yang Jiande circulated his Blood Demon Art, extinguishing all emotion and desire, and thrust the spear into the wind.

But the spear was effortlessly swatted aside, and this gust of wind struck him full force.

Green turns yellow, leaves leave the branches.

Life fades, and desolation comes.

Endless falling leaves, rustling down. This is the killing of withering!

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Yang Jiande suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood flames from his throat, crashing forward one after another.

The crimson flames clashed with the fading wind.

They strike each other, annihilating each other.

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As if a still painting, the entire sky served as the background. Half was withered yellow, and half was scarlet.

Only occasional sounds occur in this silence.

At first, it could only be heard faintly, but gradually... it became deafening!

That was the sound of marching boots, the clash of armor, the roar of war drums, and the shouts of battle. It was the sound of every charge.

That withered yellow wind spread across the air, instantly transforming into countless soldiers charging forward.

On closer inspection, each soldier beneath the withered armor seemed indistinguishable, their faces hidden by wisps of autumn wind.

The autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves, indeed it is merciless.

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As the saying goes, "destroying withered and rotten things," those that are withered and corrupt will surely be decided in one battle and swept away.

This transformation is unstoppable, irresistible.

This is a crushing blow!

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Facing this attack, Yang Jiande did not dodge or evade. Instead, he thrust his spear forward in retaliation.

With both hands holding a spear, the person is in mid-air, their feet crossing and stepping forward with a lunge.

Alone, he charged against the army led by Chong Xuan Chu Liang!

An unstoppable force meets an immovable object!

Standing alone, he blocks the thousands upon thousands of soldiers. With a single spear, he faces down the strongest warriors in the land!

This battle has been raging for a long time.

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This is a war that perhaps already had its ending predetermined.

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However, for those who are in it...who would believe it

The core of the Blood Demon Art, which extinguished all emotions and desires, was a single "blood" character.

Blood ties are thicker than water, therefore to sever all emotions and desires, one must kill their kin.

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Yang Jiande's single spear repelled the autumn attack of the army, this scene looked tragic and brave.

His footsteps, once light as air, grew heavier with each passing stride.

Every step, like treading on a heart.

But in that scene of utter devastation, suddenly a surge of bloody energy shot up into the sky!

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At first glance, it looks like a battlefield with soldiers' Qi and blood, smoke and flames.

However, only the soldiers of the Qiuxu army who were in it knew that it was their suddenly lost blood and energy, being "pulled" out of their bodies and surging into the sky!

> ps: Someone asked, so I'll just say it. Last week I implemented measures to increase output, but I didn't complete a single small goal. Maybe they know that even if I try my hardest, I can't explode the numbers…that's all I can comfort myself with.

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