puff!
There was a flash of blood on the hillside, and the bald man was shot.
As Zhao Yun said, the journey is easy, but the journey is extremely melancholy.
After all, he is the generalissimo of an army, and there are 200,000 troops in front.
In such a situation, he was single-handedly sent to hell.
"good."
When the Xuanjia soldiers saw this, they were extremely excited, and their shouts shook the heaven and the earth.
He is worthy of being the leader of the martial arts alliance, and worthy of being the civil and military champion of the Tang Dynasty. He is as brave as a heavenly soldier and a general, and he actually killed the commander of the rebel army.
"The...Marshal is dead?"
The rebel's eyes stood out in disbelief as he stared blankly at the hillside.
Chapter end
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