All his comrades around him fell down, and he was the only one who stayed at the gates.

The true energy in the body has almost dried up.

Even the great method of disintegrating the demons cannot stimulate a trace of true energy again.

Libo Lake is already at the end of its journey, and it is overwhelming.

His body was already broken, his internal organs were all displaced, and his whole body was covered in blood, and he was suffering from great pain every moment.

However, he smiled at this moment.

He smiled happily and cheerfully.

The spear in his hand bounced up from the ground, piercing through the enemy's throat one by one. There was only a faint strength in his hand. What he could do was not rely on for this step, but on the little elasticity generated by borrowing every time he contacted the enemy's weapons and the body of the enemy.

With the intersection of that moment and the faint power, he achieved a killing with one blow.

His mind is constantly sublimated, his consciousness is constantly expanding, and in this place, it is his territory, and his spirit has become one with this place.

The so-called unity of man and nature is nothing more than this.

As his life was about to end, he finally understood the way of the spirit and opened the mysterious door to infinite possibilities.

One of his feet had already stepped in, and his eyes suddenly became clear.

In his territory, all the actions of everyone are under his control. Here, he is God, and he is the god who can dominate everything and omnipotent.

only……

Too late...

Maimati strode to Hami Tsui and knelt down on one knee.

"How is it? Has Beishengmen taken down?" Hamisai glanced at him and asked.

"It has not been taken yet." Maimati lowered his head and whispered, his voice containing extreme shame.

"It's been two hours, it's been two hours. What are you... what are you doing?" Hami Tsu's voice suddenly rose, and his eyes staring at Maimati were filled with endless anger.

Maimaiti raised his head. There was a trace of mist in his eyes. He choked and said, "National Master, we...we have thousands of brothers who have fallen to Beishengmen..."

Speaking of this, he was already in tears.

A glaring look of grief flashed by Hami. He stepped forward and kicked Maimati, kicking his huge body.

"I don't care how many casualties I want, what I want is Beishengmen, I only want Beishengmen." He shouted sternly.

Maimati Zhang had his eyes widened and said, "The national master, the Han general has great martial arts skills, and his men have died or injured countless times..."

"Bah..." Hamiss interrupted his words and sneered: "I always thought that the man on the grassland was the most heroic man in the world, but I expected that today I would be afraid of the weak Han people. You..."

He pointed at Maimati and shouted: "You are not worthy of being a hero on the grassland, you... are a coward."

Maimai's body was rising suddenly, and his eyes staring at Hami Tsui were filled with rage that could burn everything.

Hami Tsubasa showed disdain and looked coldly at her face.

Maimati stopped distinguishing and turned around and strided out.

When Mai Mai improved his strong figure disappeared from sight, Hami Tss's tense face relaxed, he sighed deeply, returned to the seat with heavy steps, and a layer of mist appeared in his eyes. At this moment, he seemed so tired.

"teacher……"

A young and thin boy came to him and gently pounded his back.

"Ha Jie, do you think the teacher is too strict?" Hami Tsubasa's eyes floated across the face of his only disciple, and he immediately saw a trace of his dissatisfaction and asked.

Ha Jie's hand paused unnaturally. He raised his head and bravely met his teacher's fierce gaze: "Teacher, we can actually easily get Beishengmen."

"Oh..." Hamisai looked at him without hesitation and asked softly: "Is it true?"

"Yes..." Ha Jie's face turned red instantly, and he said hurriedly: "As long as you transfer back to the siege troops and send a team of archers, after the three rounds of arrows, there will be no living person outside Beisheng Gate. Or... Or, there are many roads to the palace, and the disciples do not believe that there is a Li Bohu before each gate. Besides, hasn't the gate to the east been captured?"

Hami Tsu's eyes gradually softened, and he sighed: "Ha Jie, you can see this without visiting the scene in person, and it is not in vain for my teaching. But have you ever thought that if I do this, wouldn't I tell the world that Li Bohu is invincible and that no one in the Huns can stop me?"

A hint of doubt appeared on Ha Jie's face: "Teacher, don't you teach me often that the two armies can do everything they can in battle? Why did they suddenly become so pedantic?"

Hami Tsu reached out and patted his thin shoulders, and asked, "Hajie, our Xiongnu lineage can defeat all races on the prairie, command the heroes, and fight against the Han people for hundreds of years. What do you know what you rely on?"

"It's up to courage and forbearance." Ha Jie straightened his chest and said loudly.

"Yes, we can stand for hundreds of years, relying on the courage to fear death and the perseverance of perseverance." Hamischi's tone gradually rose. He said excitedly: "On the grassland, living conditions are difficult and there are many ethnic groups. However, the fertile grassland is limited after all. In order to seize a place that is sufficient to make a living, the price is often the disappearance of a tribe. Those who can dominate this place are the real men."

He took a deep breath, his eyes were full of cruelty, and he whispered loudly: "There is no luck in our Huns who can dominate this. Everyone knows that the invincible and heroic warriors in the world are the good men of our Huns. Now, Li Bohu has been guarding this place for nearly two hours, and his bravery has been engraved in the hearts of all Huns. This... is absolutely not possible. I would rather fall down another thousand people than knock him down on the spot openly."

"Teacher..." Ha Jie exclaimed and couldn't help but take a step back.

"I want everyone to know that no one in the world can be more cruel, fierce, and stronger than the Huns. Only the Huns are the most brave and invincible race in the world." Hami Tsu turned to the palace, and a loud voice echoed in the house: "You must remember that courage and tolerance are the foundation of our Huns. As long as we do not abandon these two words, our Huns will last forever."

Ha Jie's face was flushed and he replied loudly: "Yes, teacher."

Hami Tsui stared at the direction of Beishengmen and said nothing for a long time.

However, Ha Jie didn't know that his teacher was silently regretful. If he could use archers at the beginning of the battle, there would be no need to let these brave men die in vain.

"Ha Jie, I'll send an order to ask Master Lizhi to go to Beishengmen."

"Teacher, you..."

"If Maimati dies in battle, then ask Grandmaster Lizhi to take action himself, and ask him to be sure to use the force of thunder and a thousand pounds to kill with one blow."

Outside Beishengmen.

Maimati strode to him. He grabbed the collar of his top with both hands and tore it hard, and it immediately split into two pieces, revealing a bronze-colored knotted muscle that was undulating like waves.

His energy sinks into his dantian, his bones clatter all over his body, and a bloodthirsty and violent murderous aura surges into the sky.

Maimaiti glared at the tiger's eyes and shouted loudly: "Get out of here."

The Hun soldiers next to them retreated like a tide. Although they were just brave and no one wanted to be deserters, they were still a little timid in their hearts when facing a man who was like the god of death.

Maimati didn't bother to talk, waved the steel-making knife in his hand, rushed forward, and slashed it with one knife.

Li Bohu, who was almost drying the lamp, felt a fierce murderous aura emanating from the knife endlessly, and immediately realized that the person in front of him had the intention to die.

His sword had already condensed all his strength, and the sword never returned.

Although he was already open to the empty door, he would be able to take his life with just one light shot. However, he was so desperate that he could not take it lightly with a desperate attack.

Li Bohu sighed lightly, his gun was raised and stabbed out, and he slapped Maimati's blade, leveraging the force to cross the air.

Maimati was furious and barely stopped his rushing forward because a long spear was already in front of him. The gun was one or two feet long, and the point of the gun was exactly where his throat was. As long as he stepped forward half a step, the tip of the gun with a dazzling light would pass through his throat.

He was not afraid of death, but if he died in vain, it was not done by the warriors.

Maimati roared and slashed hard at the gun.

Li Bohu's eyes were gradually blurred. He could no longer see the scenery in front of him, only a white piece left. He knew that his life was about to end and he could no longer support him.

However, his spiritual sense was still very lively. He could clearly feel the every move of the man in front of him, and even knew the direction of the true energy in his body.

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the spear stood still. When the swords and guns intersected, his spear seemed to have suddenly gained spirituality, flew into the air, drew a semicircle again, and returned to the original place again.

Maimati's whole body was already soaked in sweat. He slashed like a knife. If it was a little slower, the spear would definitely pierce his throat.

In just a short quarter of an hour, he had used the fastest and most ruthless sword technique ever, but his human power was sometimes poor, and his speed had exceeded his own limits and could no longer be as fast as even the front line.

Li Bohu suddenly exerted his force, and his spear came out from his hand, like an arrow flying away from the string, like a dragon flying, and headed straight towards Maimati.

The Maimati sword is exhausted and cannot avoid it. If you pay for it, you will die.

Suddenly, a big hand stretched out and held the flying spear firmly in his hand.

A majestic back appeared in front of Maimati.

His eyes were deep and bright, staring at Li Bohu, who was still standing upright, as well as the large wolf flag behind him and the rising firelight in the sky.

After a long time, he sighed, threw down the silver spear in his hand, and fled far away.
Chapter completed!